Author Notes: This is a work of pure fiction. Everyone in this story is over the age of 18. I hope you all will enjoy what I have in store. Growing Up Together: Introduction Hello, my name is Maxwell Saberhagen and I would like to tell you all a story about how I and my childhood best friend, now my wife, Derisa Lynn Rayne-Saberhagen, grew up together doi...
* Author's foreword: I'm sorry to say that, due to problems finding an editor, this is an unedited version of the story. Please stop reading right here if you have any problems in reading text what might contain errors in grammar and word order. An edited version will be out as soon as present problems are solved. * Jimmie Svenson was a real friend who d...
These are the sole views, thinking and muddling of The Soulful Bard on Literotica Category "Loving Wives" that brings out some of the most colourful responses you'll ever see on an erotic website. Frankly, I didn't expect a barrage of comments on that earlier essay. Thanks to all of those who commented, provided helpful insights and even ended up fighting...
The cabin was warm and dry, thanks to fire place. The snow was lazily falling on the wilderness outside the walls of the cabin. Gently ticking against the picture window, building up on the porch. My wife, I, and our girlfriend / slave had just arrived & were beginning to make ourselves at home, taking drinks, then sitting on the couch, the slave on the bear...
Cuckold is a word that seems to have many definitions and illicit a lot of emotion. I think that at its root it simply means a man whose wife has sex with other men. Why the wife has sex with other men, how the husband feels about it, the nature of the marital sex life, the nature of her relationship with other men, the husband's sexual adequacy, the assumpt...
This is my first story, here. Don't go easy on me. ~~~~~~~~~ "Welcome home." Samantha Clark's heart almost leapt into her throat when she unlocked the door and entered the dark expanse of her home. Quickly flicking on the lights, she turned to the source of the voice; her husband. "Robert! Baby, you almost gave me a heart attack!" A smile found its w...
The doorbell rang me out of my nap in my La-Z-Boy on a Friday evening, and I noticed my wife Traci still wasn't in her usual spot on the sofa in the den. So instead of Traci going to the door and me continuing to sleep, I had to put the recliner upright and get the door myself. Heading to the door, I noticed through the window that police lights were flashi...
She held her breath as she waited amongst the masses in the terminal at Hartsfield Airport. After more than two years of loving and fighting and loving again, they were finally going to meet. Theirs was an Internet/interracial love that had gone through more stages of development than an unborn child. Metaphorically, if things went well, Chantal and Juan wer...
Di and I haven't really been debauched for a while. Then I called the owners of the club we used to frequent. Turns out, this solid swinging couple was divorcing. WHAT?!?!?! We were shocked. So, the wife fell off the face of the earth. The husband, Jim, is in the service business and sometimes we need his services (not the nasty kind, come on people - not ye...
Emily, a thirty year old curvy brunette, was doing dishes at the sink, waiting for her husband to come home. He worked a laborious job and often came home grumpy and tired. Emily was typically cheerful and happy-go-lucky, a ray of sunshine in the dark days of life. She enjoyed doing dishes... well, not the actual dish-doing part, but she loved the warm wat...