A long, slowly developing romance in five easily-digestible parts. Please send feedback and, above all, please vote! Part 1 Most men would remember a woman like Maxine. In my case, she was the one who drove me to a sexual frenzy in my youth. I wasn’t yet a man, being an early teen. In my inexperienced eyes she was a sophisticated woman though, almost 20 ye...
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CHAPTER 1 The lithe and cutely breasted blonde, who fitted her jeans curvaceously, called loudly in a small bar in Central Otego in the South Island of New Zealand, "Where can a girl get some action around here?" She was ignored by the twenty or so men in the bar because she was 1)Female 2)American 3)Loud 4)And the guys were either married or in a relati...
The following story is entirely fictitious. Any similarity to any persons living or dead is entirely coincidental and unintentional. All characters depicted in sexual acts and scenarios are at least eighteen years of age or older. The following story contains aspects of BDSM, CBT (cock and ball torture), femdom, forced orgasms, tease and denial, prostate sti...
So here we go, Ingrams & Associates 5. I tried to go a little more adventure with this one. It's also a bit darker than the other stories have been. Strictly speaking, this should probably go into a different area on Lit, but since all the other Ingrams stories are in Loving Wives, and there IS a loving wife in this (actually very loving, which is unus...
"Mom!" She called loudly. There was silence. "Mom?" She repeated, peering into the kitchen. It was empty. Her mom's car was out front, as well as one she had never seen before. Perhaps she was entertaining in the back yard, thought Tina. She went through the kitchen and was about to open the back door when she noticed something though a slit between the d...
You think it's easy for me to tell you about this? Well just fuck off. Sorry about that outburst, but I'm still trying to manage the hurt and anger that won't go away, even after all this time. My life was great until I found out my wife was gifted. I don't think I could ever have lived with her being gifted, but I still can't get my head round the idea th...
It was just like any other Wednesday night. My seventeen year old daughter was in her bedroom creating a make-up tutorial for her Youtube channel, my fourteen year old son was having a shower, and my husband was trying to seduce me. Sixteen years into my relationship with my husband – and you'll surmise from the dates that he's probably not Sadie's father,...
We still talked as much as ever but I missed her. Just being with her, her fantastic aura and 'joie de vivre'. During one of our late November Skype chats I told her about the upcoming Christmas ball that the school of medicine was running at a very nice hotel on the outskirts of Cambridge. It was a classy event without doubt, this was Cambridge don't forge...
Note: some of my characters will speak foreign languages. I could have left the original text (because of course I'm prefectly fluent in both indi and thai ;-)) but for your sake I decided to translate it into bad english (;-) again). So to signify that the characters aren't speaking in english I've inserted the - sign at the begining and ending of each sent...