Penny is leaving Jamaica in a couple of hours. Irina and I will miss her. She has been a lot of fun and excitement for the past couple of days. She also loves to fuck anytime or anywhere. It's hard to believe that only three days ago she had only had sex with one man and never been topless before, let alone naked on a beach full of people. My cock is getting...
Irina had just turned nineteen and so was grateful for the wine her friend Annie served her at the barbecue. She was just finishing her third glass and was giggling happily in the corner while everyone around her socialized. The hosts of the party, Annie and Bret, were much older than Irina and most of the other guests today. They all worked with Annie at t...
Hello Literotica Readers. This story came to me in a flash when I read a news article that talked about the human-shaped pillows that were becoming popular in Japan. They give someone something to cuddle, or spoon with when they sleep if there aren't any real people available to snuggle with. It met with good response, but was also one of my most error-ri...
You may have already ready my stories about my wife's relationship with her cousin's big cocked boyfriend Charlie. After that first week when they'd had sex together at Nadia's house, she came home to me and she just couldn't get him out of her mind. It didn't help that I continually asked her to recall all the sordid details of her promiscuity. The descript...
(Disclaimer: This story is a work of fantasy for free entertainment. Indiana Jones and related characters are property of Lucasfilm Ltd. *Please DO NOT repost without permission*) * George McHale dropped onto the bed, the springs groaning beneath his considerable weight, and rocked from side to side. When the frame creaked and crunched, threatening to snap...
I enjoy reading stories from men who enjoy watching their wives being an exhibitionist or having sex with someone else. I've had many fantasies about my wife being naked on a beach, in a topless dance contest or fucking other men. I've had many good masturbation sessions with my fantasies. Men and women are always looking at my wife, which I regard as a com...
Irina sat sobbing, her face buried in her hands. Sitting across the room I just stared at her, too stunned to feel the anger and grief I knew would be coming. I was vaguely aware of tears on my cheeks, as I gazed past her out the window to the beautiful sight of the sun sliding down into the Pacific. It was a spectacular sunset that couldn't have meant any...
Some 27.000 words about nothing. Undoubtedly that's what some will say. Hopefully others will see it differently... The basis of this story is sex trafficking. That is not romantic in any way: it's probably the lowest of all low and abusive businesses in existence, and I'm aware of that. This is mostly about the aftermath though, and with the help of the a...
Finally I walked back to the car. Night had fallen. I drove slowly back to the house, back to Irina and my two beautiful children, wondering whether we'd ever be a family again. Whether there was any way forward from this point. When I got home the lights were out in the twins' rooms; only the master bedroom was illuminated. But as I reached the front steps...
I eventually found out what my wife Irina had been up to. I had suspected but then I got her to tell me every detail which was extremely arousing. It was at the work Christmas party. She'd headed out on a Friday night in a sexy gold and brown sleeveless dress and knee length black leather boots. Her long brown hair hung loose. They held it at a Chinese res...