This story occurred many years ago. I wanted to leave a record behind of what happened before I pass away. I am now 97 years of age. I am telling this story to my Care Worker at the Home where I now live, she is very kindly typing this up for me. I am in a retirement home in Oslo, Norway. The story begins, sadly with me making a bad decision. When the Germ...
This is an encounter we had around the same time frame as our "2019 July" story date and only my second offering here on Lit. I originally posted parts of this in my Hotwives thread here at Literotica. After being able to process the entire afternoon, Hubby and I filled in some details not posted in the thread and decided to add it here also. One of our pe...
I stood at her grave, looking down on the simple headstone that provided only my deceased wife's name above the dates of her birth and death. It had been some time since she died, but the pain was still there, just like it had happened yesterday. My name is Joe Henson, a retired Marine Reserve officer and my wife was Darlene. I hate long intros in these sto...
Well, apparently, against the saying it would seem, you can teach an old dog new tricks. I say this standing dressed in stockings, suspenders and a blindfold waiting for whatever (or whoever) comes next! Not that I'd consider myself an old dog, in-fact I've often been complemented on my looks and, after having twins at twenty I also, if I say so myself have...
Blindfolded, gagged, with my hands tied behind my back I was lead up a few stairs into a drafty room by my metal chain collar. I seemed to walk in a wide circle then stop in the center of the room. "Item number seventeen." A loud voice echoed in the room, "Quite a cute one she is. Standing at 5'6", 36B breast, and black hair." That sounded like me…I began...
This is a fictional story set in the Walking Dead universe that has nothing to do with the actual TV series. All characters are over the age of 18. Please enjoy! If this is not your cup of tea, please move along. ***** "Eugene! Quickly, in here!" shouted the butch lesbian, Tara Chambler, as she held open the door to a small abandon general store. She and...
Elizabeth wanted to be married. She just didn't want to be married to HIM. Ben loved her. He loved her with his whole being, just as he had pledged to 18 years ago at their wedding. He was just tired. They had gone shopping. They wandered the aisles of Target looking at all the same shit they looked at every four days or so. They bought dog food. He showed...
"Oi missus! Have you got a spare?" A male voice shouted from the next yard. I was sitting drinking coffee and smoking a cigarette as I looked down from the steps leading up to my flat to saw a tall mixed race guy in white work dungarees, miming smoking. "Have you got a spare? I'm gasping." He grinned. I smiled and waved before putting my cup down and goi...
"I can explain," Owen insisted as Conner entered the basement. Angelica was seated on the couch beside him and didn't even look up from Owen's crotch - now covered, and thankfully not by her mouth any more. "You don't have to. I know how it happened." Owen eyed him askance. "You do?" "Yeah. It's TIOS. It's making the quote real." "How did... how did you...
This is my version of an ending to the story "Danielle's Revenge" by Damon X. While the version by FinishTheDamnStory had its own appeal, I found the idea of criminal prosecution of the wife and her partner-in-crime to be far more satisfying myself. My wrists chafed at my bonds in the darkness, even as I wondered how the fuck I was gonna get free. Then aga...