Introduction Michelle's husband, Bill, moaned, as he flipped through various pages of a scrapbook that lay resting on their bed. The 48 year old, balding, overweight man was on his knees, naked, stroking his erect six inch cock to the images in the scrap book. His eyes trailed the woman in the photographs legs, butt, and back. She was wearing spandex shorts...
It was intense! It was by far the strongest orgasm I'd had in quite a while and I wasn't even on a bed. I was bent over the back of the couch in my living room and the hard cock was driving into me from behind. My feet weren't even touching the floor and I had my wadded up panties in my mouth and I was biting down hard on them to keep from screaming out and...
This is a continuation of the story The List. You should read part 1. As stated in it, this story may seem like it doesn't belong in Loving Wives, yet. It will. This part is a bit of a departure from my normal stories and gives a great deal of background on Doug. ***** Chapter 2 After the night of the conversation with Tori in which she asked me how many...
WEDNESDAY When working nights, one gets used to sleeping in as late as necessary. While working in the coffee shop, there was nothing worse than the feeling of waking up completely rested. That invariably meant that she slept through her alarm. Layla was alarmed to be thrown out of her dream by someone rocking her back and forth by her shoulder. For a mome...
There is a scene that briefly describes a brutal killing at the second break mark. For those who don't like to read about such things, skip to the next break mark. There are also scenes where children are discovered to have been murdered; the reason why may also be disturbing. Thanks to my reader, gyfurune, who helps catch the errors. Any mistakes that slip...
(c) Daniel Quentin Steele - 2010 AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is the third story I've done for Literotica. I hope it's a little different from the first two and once again I hope readers like it. I've been very pleased, and surprised I must admit, that readers have responded as strongly as they have to my first two efforts. I would again like to thank editor LadyP...
Author's note: I first want to thank those that continue to enjoy my stories and vote; it gives me great joy knowing my work pleases you the reader. I also appreciate the many comments, both positive and negative, they continue to feed my desire to write and help me to refine my writing. For my critics I appreciate your honesty and candor; your comments may...
Zoe's head pounded as she dealt with yet another dignitary wanting to make changes in his accommodations. Not only did he want to change his accommodations, he wanted to change the name on his guest list. With the gala being less than a month away, the calls were coming in more frequently and those making the request were becoming ruder "I'm sorry Ambassado...
You didn't really think I was done with Todd and Kelly, did you? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Kelly had beaten me to the proposal. The little minx. Rather an indisputable confirmation that we were on the same page, emotionally. No surprise that I had fallen hard for Kelly. Part Alice Goodwin, part Abigail Ratchford, with only her surprisingly...
Susan's first job was working for a powerful, wealthy, albeit perverted, black man. Oblivious to the horde of Christmas shoppers in his store below and with the music of Nat King Cole's Chestnuts Roasting on an Open Fire playing so much like elevator Muzak in the background of his private office, Eustace Johnson, a big, black man, had enough of his new, whi...