Terri slowly opened her eyes while dragging her left hand across her face. She rolled onto her back and felt for Ted, damn he was already up, and I've got to piss. She staggered to the bathroom and plopped herself down on the toilet. Yuk. . .long night, she growled to herself, stupid house fire, stupid box. She thought back to the two hours she spent in the...
This is a transcript of an email string between a reader on Literotica and I. I've cleaned up some grammar and spelling, but not much since I wanted to preserve the original feel of the conversation. I've often wondered how much of what she wrote (assuming she's really a she; for all I know she's a guy writing as a woman) is true and how much was fantasy. It...
As with all stories on the site, please DO NOT read if you are under 18 years old. Thanks to everyone who read and voted for ch 1 of this story. I love to get feedback, and try to answer all. * Six months ago, my wife, Michelle, had brought me on the Maury show to tell me that she had cheated, etc. It was hell for a few weeks, but it actually ended up bei...
( Hey, back again with a new chapter. The scenes will start getting more intense as Rose and Eve open up to each other, and yes, I do have some really interesting ideas planned for them. A comment asked why I put the XXXs to show when something sexual happens. There is one simple reason but I'll describe it the best I can. There are three types of people who...
In the olden days -- back in the 1980s, before videos killed the adult theaters -- movie theaters that screened smut could be randy places, as my wife Sally and I discovered once. My wife had brown hair, a medium build that was neither thin nor chubby. She had straight brown hair and large brown eyes. Perhaps more to the point of my story, she had nicely-...
This is one story I thought I'd never tell, mainly because it's a true one. My husband, Donny should probably be the one to tell it, since he's the one who writes and reads this kind of smut. Nevertheless, he talked me into sharing this one from the perspective of a mature woman. DISCLAIMER: Since I don't normally read (never mind write) this kind of stuff...
This started out as an entry for a friendly smut contest in between some friends. Like most writing, it evolved into something more. I'm using this as a vehicle to practice writing different kinds of smut, so expect a variety in this series. I'm willing to expand on certain sections if you lovely readers want me to. With that said, hope you all enjoy~! * T...
Thanks for stopping by to read my story. This story is based on mostly facts, with names changed and details left out, to protect everyone involved. And of course: everyone in this story is way older than 18 years. No infringement is intended where some facets of this story reference materials I found on the Internet. If you are squeamish about having affa...
I sit on the couch staring at the message on my phone. 'I'll be home soon babe hope you're ready for this' stares up at me, the wink following it mocking me. I cringe. It's not that the sex is bad, it's just that the sex is the same sex it's been for the last four years. I love my fiancée more than anything, but sometimes I long for a little bit more fun in...
Arya's stitches were crooked again. She frowned down at them with dismay and glanced over to where her sister Sansa sat among the other girls. Sansa’s needlework was exquisite. Everyone said so. “Sansa’s work is as pretty as she is,” Septa Mordane told their lady mother once. “She has such fine, delicate hands.” When Lady Catelyn had asked about Arya, the se...