This story is a work of fiction and all characters are over the age of 18. -------------------------------------- This is my first submission to Literotica. Hopefully my writing will improve over time. All sincere comments and criticism welcomed. Please vote so I have an indication of how you like/dislike the story as it unfolds. A special thanks to Prin...
Chapter One When I met my wife, Susan, she was a sweet, toe headed girl who seems entirely too nice to be in the bar that I frequented with a group of buddies, we were all there for one reason, get laid. I had gone up to speak with her for just one reason, she just seemed out of place. Out of all the freaks and sluts, I'd met there; she was a shining star i...
"Good work out?" a voice asked behind me. I took one last swig of my sport drink before turning around to respond. These conversations never go well. It was very rare that a guy who approached you in the gym would be interested in your brain. Even more so when you work out a university gym. This happened more than I would like. Although I was well into my...
Kent arrived, remaining dressed as we sat down to talk. Des, Ken and Cathy had gone to Lakeside to take charge of the small crowd expected that evening. I was always naked at home and I sat opposite to him, with my knees further apart than usual, in the way I had been instructed would please him. We talked for four hours, sipping coffee occasionally, speakin...
The arrangement I had with my wife, exchanging credit card debt for promissory notes, or 'coupons', for sexual favours continued. Jenn enjoyed exploring that part of her personality that signing the coupons gave her, she also liked the credit cards it afforded her. About three months later I arrived home from work one day to find Jenn and one of her closest...
It had been a few weeks since I saw Shannon, our neighbor screwing with the help. Robin had told her what I had done. Although Shannon was mad at me for spying on her, she was grateful that I had intervened before her dad caught her in the act. Shannon stood taller than Robin by a few inches. Which made Robert like her much more, he loved tall women, espec...
"Thank you, Sir, here's your ticket," I said politely as I handed the older gentleman the small stub of paper in exchange for his coat. He very subtly looked up and down my body appraising my curves while handing me his coat. I knew I would have received a much longer, lingering review had his wife not been directly behind him. After the man gave me a very...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...
Here we go again for the fourth element of this String of Luck, a story that revolves around exchanges. One of Nella's oldest friend, Aria, has been in town for about a month now, living mostly with us. Having moved out of the province three years ago her friendship with Nella, even though it changed because of the distance, is still strong. In fact when my...
By Jedd Clampett Preface: There's an old story out there somewhere in which a husband finds his wife's diary, and makes the unforgettable discovery that ruins his marriage and life. The story below has nothing to do with that one. I got the idea for this from an old song by a recording group called "Bread". One the other hand, if we consider storytelling,...