Phuket Stories

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A Letter to my Ex-Wife, Selina

by FinishTheDamnStory on Sep 12, 2017
Loving Wives

Sent to my ex-wife, on my honeymoon cruise - my ending to Selina28's A Letter to my Husband, Mark http://www.literotica.com/s/a-letter-to-my-husband-mark A cheating wife humiliates her husband, and runs off with her lover on the Valentine Cruise her husband had paid for. She writes him a 'loving' letter, explaining the situation. Of course, she expects eve...

Tickets for Two - All Expenses Paid

by ErosInDisguise on Aug 21, 2018
Erotic Couplings

Nishant fretted as he looked into his smart phone and read his friend's texts on a chat group. They were poking fun at him. He was in an unusually complex situation. Nishant was single. He wasn't a virgin though. He had dated before, but none of the relationships had been sexually satisfactory in his scheme of things. 'Nish' as his friends called him, had w...

Meat

by xploring96 on Sep 15, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

The following story includes a transgender character, Domination/submission and derogatory terms used to humiliate. If this offends you please do not read any further. * James was supposed to meet a friend for a late dinner at "Meat," the best steak restaurant in town. Then just as James arrived, he received a text informing him something had come up, and...

Thailand is Paradise

by CAP811 on Sep 13, 2017
Interracial Love

This happened in Thailand. At least I think it did. My British editor John Clemmons, deciding that I needed a change of scenery, offered me the use of his chalet there for three weeks. Their rainy season is now over, he said, so it's the best time to visit. Trade your cold Chicago winter for the lush green tropics. I had just gone through a bitter divorce f...

Forbidden Oriental

by icepucc on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

Dearest Jack, Missing U. Wishing I was there. Maybe one day I might drop by just to rekindle old times. Ps. I just got married and now on my honeymoon. Luv, Nina That's what was written on the postcard I received this morning. On the front it had a picture of the sunset at Phuket Island in Thailand. My name is Jack and I own a small restaurant in a lit...

Cockatoo Pt. 32

by nikkiesilk on Sep 16, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

How long I was out for I couldn't tell, but it couldn't have been very long. I came round to find myself lying on top of Nin with my ears ringing and the acrid taste of smoke mixed with petrol fumes in my throat. I knew we had to get out of the car, but as I tried to move, pain flared in my shoulder and I couldn't move that arm. I somehow managed to grab the...

Hot Weekend

by coupleinasia on Sep 13, 2017
Loving Wives

I still don't know to this day how it came about but sometime fairly soon after we met, my wife, Lisa, and I realized that aside from being really good friends and sharing a wide range of mutual interests, we also shared a sexual fantasy, and that was for her to get it on with a tall, young and hot stud. What helped propel the fantasy along was that we live...

Home Again

by PeggyBuxton on Mar 6, 2018
Fetish

The senior year at the university was over at last. Tom had already broken up with Carrie. She was his mother's age and married. It wouldn't have lasted no matter how good the sex was. There had been two others before her, both similar ages, both married. He was handsome and could have had his pick of beautiful coeds. They never seemed to offer the same exci...

The Rain Came Down

by PAPATOAD on Sep 13, 2017
Loving Wives

Thanks to the Hip and Knee doctor for editing assistance. There is no sex in this story. Sorry. A Jake Rivers Invitational Story Note from Jake Rivers: This is my seventh semi-annual "invitational." The initial one was based on the Statler Brother's song, "This Bed of Rose's." The most recent invitational included songs written or performed by Willie Nel...

Rush Pt. 02

by sinfulcaramel on Mar 20, 2018
Group Sex

"You changed your hair color." "So did you," She teased as she put the almost empty glass of champagne down on the table and sat down in the chair next to mine. "Wig." "Dye," She shrugged. "The color wasn't appropriate for my next campaign, so I was told to dye it." "So you are..." She lifted her index finger with a perfect French-tip nail up to her pou...