Have you figured it out yet? Have you figured out which of your little insecurities is the one that drives you to submit? You've spent hours on the internet reading stories about dominating women bending weak men to their will. You should surely have some idea about submission and why you want it. Have you noticed the way the men give themselves to their Mi...
Sharon Moore was convinced that her late husband had died from the combined stress and lack of cardiovascular exercise that often happens when a man has a wife who won't share him. She knew that he needed more sex than one woman could give him, and she had failed him in that way. She would always feel guilty about that fact, for having let her previous relig...
I'd always valued Aaron and Megan's friendship, even more so after my divorce. When I split with Angie two years ago they had been there for me, the only couple from of our shared pool of friends who had. But then Aaron was my oldest friend. I'd known him since we were lads. Now we were both in our late twenties and saw each other only intermittently. Three...
Since I'm in college you might not think I was dumb or slow. But when it comes to my mom, the word stupid gets spelled with at least three p's. She has a way to work me over that makes me think one way but really is another. Let me tell you my story and you can judge for yourself. My name is Carl and I am the son of the late Al Spangler and his wife, my mom...
Authors note: This story is an immediate sequel to my first story "Carol's Christmas". The events of this story deal with the younger man named Marcus who Mrs. Carson initiated into the mysteries of sex and submission in "Carol's Christmas". * Marcus was sweating bullets as he rang the door. He burned for Mrs. Carson...Mistress Carol...and needed to be wi...
Walter knew that Roxanne was a slut. She was married and fucking several other guys on a regular basis. Her husband knew about her activities and was an active participant in their wife led lifestyle. To Walter, this is the way she had always been. Her promiscuous lifestyle was one of the first things he had learned about Roxanne. It never clouded the fact...
Chapter 4: Matty The next day at work one of the first people I saw was Sonia and as our eyes met she quickly looked away. Around nine Mary came over and sat down on the edge of my desk. "So, how did it go last night?" "What do you mean?" "I mean how did your evening with Sonia go?" "It was okay." "Just okay?" "Hey, what can I say. Sometimes things ju...
"Clean me," she said. "No." "WHAT? How dare you? I told you to clean me Sissy. Now do it." "No." "Clean me or get your worthless ass out." "You sure?" "You heard me. You clean my pussy right now or get out." "Done." I said, and without another word I gathered my pillow and my book and started for the guest room. "And just where do you think you're go...
Note to readers: This is not a story about wimpy husbands who sit back and eat the cream pies of their wife's lover or about forgiving blatant infidelity and living the rest of one's life as a cuckold in silent desperation. There are enough stories about such spineless morons who cry crocodile tears when they find out that their wife is an unfaithful slut an...
This is my second submission to Literotica. It's a bit of fluff with no sex. In response to some of the comments, I write to entertain, sometimes to get people to think but mostly just for fun. The views of my characters are usually - but not always - similar to my own. I often get my inspiration from real life people and events of which I have direct or i...