Chapter one of this short series is the first story I had written, it's been on my computer for some time. Hopefully I caught most of the errors. ***** The house was nothing but chaos and a whirlwind of activity. People everywhere, shaking my hand, wishing me well, offering condolences, the afternoon seemed to go on forever. The reality of it was, I just w...
Well, I finally convinced my wife to go to the local clothing optional resort with me. I had made reservations for this Friday & Saturday and checking out on Sunday. Now, my wife, Irene, is not a prude by any means. She enjoys showing skin and is a flirt. I got her to enjoy being photographed and videod naked. Hell, I even got her to try mfm which she said...
Okay, I guess Brian doesn't suck at this writing thing as much as he thought he did. I thought the first part turned out nicely. Thanks to all the people who voted for him. He won't say it but he does appreciate it. We hope you enjoy part two. I don't have to remind you that this is all true, but the names have been changed to protect everybody. Thanks,...
Irene and Oscar were an ordinary couple, Spanish, and living a good life together in the beautiful city of Barcelona. They had two lovely children, and had been together since they were both twenty five, that is fifteen years. Oscar was Irene's only sexual partner, so she had nothing to compare him with in terms of his skills or equipment. Oscar, on the ot...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction concocted entirely within my imagination. Any resemblance to real people shouldn't be surprising since most of my stories are based on people I know. While I hope you enjoy this story and are compelled to provide feedback, I don't expect the subject matter will appeal to everyone who reads it. As such, I discourage venom...
Author’s note-I can honestly say I’m pissed Stacie’s fate was what it was. She was the sweetest girl ever. This story is literally the saddest story I ever wrote for Literotica. And I didn’t want Devon to make the Black Person Dies First thing a reality for this story, but that’s how it went. Everyone else had more importance to the plot than Devon did. He...
A Night with her Lover The four of them were at breakfast when Irene appeared, ostensibly coming from home. The unusually large resort style shower had allowed her to shower with Ryan, and then he'd gone ahead and gone to breakfast while she finished getting her hair and makeup done. Opening her suitcase, she'd reached in to get her normal work underwear wh...
We spend some more time exploring and crowd watching before entering the large exhibit that is demonstrating adult toys. The store is well organized and we giggle like children at the signs indicating the positions of various sections. Vibrators are on the left, male masturbators the rear right, anal toys rear left, nipple clamps center, etc. We are trying t...
I sat on the wide polished piano bench. Late afternoon sun cast striped shadows as it streamed through half opened blinds; golden motes of dust danced silently in the air. He sat, as he always did, next to me. Years ago, I had begged my mother to learn to play – we had a baby grand at home – and she finally relented. I had started lessons with him three y...
CHAPTER 1 The bull had been with the heifer for almost eight hours and while Irene Cave hadn't kept her eye on him every minute she'd only seen him sniff the heifer's rear twice and then he failed to perform his duty. This was the fourth time with two other heifers and a cow mating had failed. The jerk. She decided he was gay or had broken his thingy when...