"And how did it go at school today?" I enquired as I handed Sarla my briefcase at the door. Sarla, my tall and slender wife, looked spectacular in green knee length kurta and tight white churidar over her round legs and the large leather wallet that hung around her waist through a long leather strap passing over her left shoulder. I was immediately captiva...
This long tale stars my 66 Mustang convertible and some fond memories of my married life. The story is fiction as are the names. Cheating wife and interracial sex is depicted so please do not read and complain if this isn't your genre. Comments are welcomed. Jo promised her husband she would get her driver's license when she turned 50 and that time final...
2011: The Proverbial Skeleton in the Cupboard. Dan had set up the HD camera on top of a laptop screen then focused it on the double bed. Using the laptop’s finger pad, he logged into Ria's model profile to make sure it was all set up to go live for the very first time. He felt he was pimping his girlfriend but Dan couldn't deny the excitement. Ria and Dan ha...
The momentum of the night before finally slammed into me as I drove to the University the next day to teach my classes. Slammed onto my chest and for a moment took my breath. The argument, explanation, justification I presented to my husband did make a crazy sense. A sense he must have recognized, and obviously tolerated, borne on the momentum to laugh with...
This has cuckold, pregnancy and voyeur themes. A reader of mine from India, G, requested a story and supplied the basic plot-points of a newlywed Indian couple who's wife is seduced by an older white neighbor. If you think you might like it, I hope you enjoy. My name is Mohit. I work as an engineer in Silicon Valley for a large chip-maker. I've lived in...
The four of us were heavily engaged in eating our pancakes, sausage, and eggs when Tamara got a Face Time request on her phone, which she eagerly picked up and showed us. It was Gracie, of all people ... still stylish, still adorable, and still irritatingly jealous. She saw me with Tamara and got a strange, defiant look on her face, after which she bent over...
I was reading a review in which a Literotica author wondered why her cuckolding stories so often produced enraged comments, a question I too have often had about such stories. I mean why read what you don't like, it's not like authors don't often warn reader with their story titles or a preface paragraph. Why read, presumably jerk off, and then attack the au...
Chapter 02 (The Taxi Driver) The next Friday, Dan left the office early. He had to get to the dry cleaners before they closed to retrieve his tuxedo. He was attending a charity event being held at the Chicago Cultural Center, and was supposed to meet some co-workers and clients there. After picking his tuxedo up, he went home, showered and got dressed, down...
Salutations, people. My name is Victor Stephenson Vance, and I'm a young black man living in the City of Plymouth, Massachusetts. I am happily married to a lovely gal named Leanne Benton-Vance. A lot of folks stare at Leanne and I when we're out and about because I am black and my wife Leanne is white. We have a son, Joey and a daughter, Marianna. We live in...
My wife, Mary and I are rock solid. I don't need to worry about her cheating, and god knows, I never would. It's not just bluster. I, much to my own personal disgust, in my first marriage, had cheated. That's not why the marriage ended. I don't think she ever knew. She never confronted me. I sure as hell never told her about my affair. I might not be all...