Anniversary Celebration Day One. CJ's confession... or was it just her imagination In my sexual haze, I naively questioned, "Hank? What about Hank?" She bent forward as she shamelessly whispered so low I could scarcely hear her, "I fucked Hank." She felt my dick gradually start to swell and she knew I had become aroused with her confession of her affair...
Ava was well-versed in utilizing creative resourcefulness to accommodate her peculiar sexual proclivities. She was sorely lacking, however, in the crucial areas of discretion and caution; chagrined, Ava berated herself as she straightened her skirt, silenced the radio, and wished she had tinted windows. She should have turned off the radio before things had...
A special thank you to Literotica author grgy56. His two part story "My (Im)perfect Mate" (2013) kept drumming up different storylines and scenarios in my head over the last four or five years. After talking with him, he allowed me permission to build on and modify his original story. I've changed some of the circumstances and resolutions to the story, as we...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual behavior are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself, using Microsoft Spell-Check. You have been forewarned. This is a flash story. ***** Glen Mouton pulled up to the Blanchard home in his brand new full cab pickup truck. This bad boy was loaded with all...
I never even liked Brian Thomas Salabis, never liked him from the time his family moved to Pill Hill, a 1950s suburban development, so called because of the many doctors who lived there. He was all of six years old then, a mouthy, sometimes obnoxious kid with a penchant for mischief. I feared for my son Daniel, feared that Brian would be a bad influence. Tho...
A few weeks ago I met a woman online. We started chatting and found we were attracted to each other. She then told me she was married and was looking for fun on the side. I was ok with it and told her I would be discreet. All of our communicating took place over email. We asked each other our turn on's and turn offs. She told me she had never tried a D/s typ...
Those days, you lived in a shoebox. You often thought about moving to a bigger, nicer apartment in a cleaner, quieter neighborhood, but you somehow never got around to it. Plus, you could walk to work -- theoretically, at least. Also, your lack of funds and your (probably unhealthy) fixation on that independent coffee place right down the road may have had s...
Anne and Bill brought their 2nd home in quiet suburb west of the big city. It wasn't a starter home but a four bedroom, a home for a family with children. They were ready for two kids and a surprise 3rd if need be. The happy couple married of five years decided it was time for children with considerable pressure from both families. They decided Anne would s...
It sounded like the perfect holiday – at least at first – just my best friends, Sandy, Lissa and me – Sherry, renting a beach house for a whole week of nothing but sun and fun. Problem was – it was a little more isolated than we would have liked – seeing as there was nothing around for miles. So, at the nearest store we could find, we loaded up on booze, foo...
After having sex with my father-in-law I felt guilty but strangely satisfied. I felt like a desirable woman for the first time since walking in on my husband having sex with our young neighbor. It had been odd and yet erotic to have lustful and spontaneous sex with someone that appreciated me. I trusted him and before that morning I had never considered havi...