Caution: wife sharing story ahead! If this subject is not your thing, please do not read any further and please demonstrate enough maturity not to comment. I'm most interested in feedback from fans of this genre. Gusts of rain flattened the field of wild sage, and beyond it, the dark woods leading to the lake hissed and groaned in a very uninviting way. S...
Warning: There is violence in this chapter. It is not as graphic as most cop shows on TV, but it is violence. If you're not willing to have violence in a story you read, don't read this chapter. Sunday Morning Suddenly I was sitting upright in bed, eyes wide open and wide awake. The phone rang. I had no memory of a prior ring, but assumed one had happened...
Interlude: 25th Anniversary Cindy: Everyone says that it was one of the most memorable weeks of their life. A lot of things, significant things, happened in a very short time. Then it was a matter of picking up the pieces. Dad calls it his mosaic. Chapter 8 -- Making a Mosaic Sheila: Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. I shut the damned clock off. This time it wok...
This is a wife sharing story and a sequel to My Kinky Fiancé Slips Up. It's not necessary to read its predecessor, but if promiscuous wives and voyeur husbands aren't your thing, don't bother reading either story. I love getting feedback and comments, critical or otherwise, as long as you aren't blasting the characters for having an open relationship. * I...
Prologue: March, 2014. Frieda slowly squeezed open one eye. Her worry wart husband had called earlier, awakened her, and try as she might she hadn't quite been able to get back to sleep. She peered lazily over at the man snoring beside her; drool, like the drip of a leaky faucet was seeping from his open mouth. She could see his fillings and the lighter br...
The following story is fiction, written purely for entertainment purposes and not based on any actual event. Please enjoy reading: "Jilnar Jardaly's Hot and Horny Fuckhouse" ***** "Two minutes till show time, Ms Jardaly!" said the young stagehand, who was poking his head in Jilnar's dressing room as she waited anxiously to make her American television de...
This chapter is not meant to stand alone. Please begin at the first chapter to appreciate this tale. Saturday, November 3 Awakened by Veronica's arm moving across my lower chest, I opened my eyes to into her hair as her head rested on my shoulder. As I inhaled I detected a hint of her shampoo's floral scent. With her embrace and her leg across my hips, the...
Orange County: Personal Trainer * In order to understand the plot, you have to read this as a continuation of Orange County: The Personal Trainer. These are stories in a series set in various locations in Orange County, Southern California, involving professionals like therapists, trainers, real estate agents, doctors and journalists and their sexual encoun...
CHAPTER 1 Two unhappy years post-graduation spent working for his father in a small-town store dealing in rent-to-own furniture, appliances and electronics had convinced McLeod Jones he was becoming brain dead. His father refused to introduce innovations or allow McLeod to modernize the premises and at least half the customers resented dealing with Jones ju...
One of my readers requested adding pictures of the new characters, but this is not allowed by Literotica. When a new character is introduced, I will put in parenthesis the character's real name so you can look them up on the internet. * Frank Reagan and Erin Reagan had a meeting with the developer and entrepreneur Eric Vaughn. Erin started it off, "Hell E...