Dionysis Retreat, Floor 1 Mrs. Brandi Westerholm, a full-breasted redhead with trim waistline and curvaceous hips, arrived on the first floor of the Dionysis Retreat in a mid-thigh low cut black halter dress that fit her like a glove and displayed to maximum advantage her 38Cs. Her hourglass figure was molded into mythic Wonder Woman proportions by a shelf...
On the Wednesday before Christmas James got up for work as usual but was extra quiet to make sure that he didn't wake his beautiful wife beside him as she had the day off. Her place of work having finished a day earlier than James' for Christmas. At 8am as usual James set off to work. With it being Christmas Helen allowed herself some extra beauty sleep (no...
Peg and I became close friends because both of our husbands had the cuck fetish and we talked a lot about it and gave each other mutual support. We belonged to the same club and did lunch together and shopped together and our husbands got to be close friends and we even had a vacation together. Both of our husbands were prosperous businessmen and we could...
"The sheer girth of his cock completely filled my soaking pussy and went in with relative ease". This was the moment that I had taken my first cock that wasn't my husbands since we said "I do". Let me give you the backstory that led up to this glorious moment. My husband and I have been married for 23 years. He's 53 and I'm 51. We look ten years younger an...
Helen had planned a treat for her husband on Sunday afternoon for when he got back from his weekly round of golf. To prepare herself she had a luxurious bath and a few glasses of wine to relax her. Once she had dried her gorgeous body all over she got out the new underwear that she had bought especially a week ago for tonight. She put on the black lacey bra...
Back to Nature -- Breeding Season There are a lot of tales floating around about things that have happened in the mountain range region known as the Blue Ridge Mountains. Some are actual facts, some have some half truths to them, but most are wild tales of an over active imagination. Sometimes the line between fact and fiction is a thin one and it's hard to...
The thick oversize first-class envelope didn't feel like junk mail, so Brandi took a second look on her way to the waste can. It had a return address at 550 East 50th Street, Level 45, New York, NY. That was uptown, East side, near 5th Avenue shopping and Grand Central, just a few blocks from Stuart's office in the uptown financial district. Brandi opened th...
Author's Note: This is a five part story and, although each part might be read without reading the others, reading all parts gives a little better understanding of the whole story. I wish to express my profound thanks to Literotica's most gracious (and lovely) Copperbutterfly for her time and effort in editing these stories to make them more enjoyable readin...
To really catch the intricacies of Kyrhan's harem, it would be very useful to read my previous stories : Good morning India, Mother knows best and A cruise for Kira where the steps of the formation of Kyrhan's harem are described. ----------------------- Kyrhan was alone in his palace with his dear wife Kira. They had had a formal dinner together in the b...
As I peered through the darkness of the parking lot and towards the bushes where the other white husbands were hiding, my feelings of curiosity grew even more intense. "Richard? Come on already." one of the weaker, white husbands yelled in a heavy whisper. "Yeah. Hurry up." another whispered voice shouted from the darkness. Tentatively, I minced my way...