I went through forty-five years of my life as a single man, no one to answer to but myself. I watched my friends marry, have children, and get divorced. I kept hearing the same old stories, 'money problems', 'she wasn't the same in bed after the kids came', 'we are too tired because of the kids', and the best of all 'we fight too much over money and the kids...
If this is your first look at my Chantal stories it will require quite a lot of reading to catch up but they really should be read from the beginning. It was now gone three in the afternoon and my complement of girls was back up to six, just six to entertain what on a normal Friday would probably be upwards of 150 gentleman. This was just about possible wi...
Friday afternoon couldn't have come too soon for the students of Peterson High School. It was the first week of June and they had less than two weeks to go until graduation. For Michael Rossi and Bobby Williams, it meant that in ten short days they would finish their years at Peterson and move onto bigger and better things. In Bobby's case it was a football...
Author's Note: This is an entry in the Literotica Halloween Contest. Please take a moment to vote at the end of the story and, if you enjoyed it, please leave me a comment! This story is a little bit mystery, a little horror, a little romance and quite a bit sad. Don't look for any happy endings here. It falls solidly in the non-erotic category. * "For nex...
Authors note: The usual warmings come with this note. If you have read the previous two, then I expect they aren't needed, but just in case. This story is technical about cheating, though I don't see it that way. If this offends you, I suggest stopping now. If you enjoy a hot, loving wife story, then I encourage you to continue. * Watching my wife writhe o...
Author's note: This vacuous stroker is total fiction except for places. All fictional sexual players are humans aged 18+ who avoid condoms. Tags: bisexual, multiracial, step-family, clusterfuck, Russian River, real estate, not incest, SUMMER LOVIN CONTEST 2018. If you object to any such, stop reading. Views expressed may not be the author's. Details may be i...
Leila woke up to another uneasy morning; alarm clock ringing, feeling very hot and moist even though its autumn and dry cooler weather is rolling in, it did not help that her dying fan isn't providing the amount of comfort she needs. Leila turned over to the left and slammed her right palm on the alarm clock, pushing down so hard it almost fell off her desk....
Hi loves...are you mad at me? Of course you are! I know there aren't possibly enough ways to apologize to all of you, but I am really sorry. Please forgive me? (insert puppy dog face) When I started writing on Lit a few years ago, I was roughly in my second year of college and I had some really huge goals set for myself. Fast forward to now, I currently ha...
Thanks again to shygirlwhore for editing. There's more planned for these two characters in future, but this is how things start out for them. I hope you enjoy! * * * * * At the end of a lot of days, Lucinda just wanted to scream. Work was a constant enervation. She could easily have lived off her comfortable private savings, but she had agreed with her h...
Just a note: All characters are over eighteen. This one is just a little bit of fun - please enjoy :) *** Alana sat at table and fiddled with her food. She had been throwing surreptitious glances at Connor Montrose all through lunch. God he was gorgeous. Devine even. Right at that moment he caught her eye and smiled before continuing his conversation with...