Possessive Stories

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The Swap-Club

by sunnyboyz on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

After reading feedback from a reader that they have a swap club, I was both excited and motivated to contribute our real wife swapping experience for the benefit of literotica readers, especially for the couples. The story has gone little long but I have tried to recollect each and every detail of the experience. Since I have taken special pains I would requ...

Murphy's Law

by Sfbullrider on Sep 12, 2017
Loving Wives

"If anything can go wrong-It will." Not only that, "Everything goes wrong all at once." There is not much sex in this one, and it is not very long. ***** When I woke up this morning, I had no reason to believe it wasn't going to be anything but another good day in this wonderful life of mine. Boy was I ever wrong. By the end of the day, it would turn o...

Golden Girl

by trigudis on Sep 14, 2017
Romance

NOTE: There's no sex here and calling it a romance tale is a stretch. More accurate, it's about the end of one romance and the potential start of another. It's the drama in between that I hope readers will find compelling. ***** Dan Kramer had been smitten with twenty-year old weightlifting star Lexie Mandel from the first time he saw her compete. No surp...

Is Called Vamp Love

by Kojiki on Sep 14, 2017
NonHuman

It started as a dream and with the help of a friend it turned out like this. Please enjoy it ************ We owned this beautiful two story house and a few friends had decided to drop in unannounced. After my friends left, my husband pulls me and leads me down stairs and drags me with him to our bed. He was gently patting my head. I opened up his shirt a...

An Open Marriage Ch. 04 - 06

by JustALittleCrazy on Sep 15, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Chapter 4 - Swingers' Club Visit With Joan December 13th - First Time At The Swingers' Club. No morning blowjob today. We relax all day. We invite Joan out for supper at a restaurant. We have a nice meal and a few drinks to loosen us up. We're all kind of nervous. We all decide to be fashionably late to the orgy. Joan heads home at 7:15pm promising to be r...

I'm Not a Swinger

by srs94 on Aug 1, 2018
Letters & Transcripts

*** Author's note: This is the first piece I've posted here! It's not kinky, it's not sexy, it's maybe even a little sad... But it's real. I don't know if it'll be enjoyable for others to read or not, but I feel like it's a good first step to get my writing juices flowing. Sexy, kinky stories are on the way ;) ***** July 23, 2018 My Master is a swinger. T...

The Big Bootied Latina and her Gigolo Ch. 02

by Ashesh9 on Feb 13, 2018
BDSM

Cont. of Latina Big Bootied Amazon and a toned, chiseled, muscular Aryan Adonis eyeing each other hotly and then disaster strikes in the form of Her Highness La Comtesse Matilda??! With purposeful steps the Comtesse walked up to the hapless Stripper and smacked a possessive palm onto his right buttcheek with such force that the frequently Femdommed Boy yelp...

Brush My Hair:...

by Scheherazade on Sep 14, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Brush My Hair:...A Never-Ending Tale It was sundown, and shadows of trees coming in through windows lay on oak flooring. The bed was still neatly made with white eyelet comforter on goose down mattress, plush pillows in abundance thrown at the intricately carved cherry headboard. He was stretched out across the bedding, fully dressed, propped up on one elb...

The Correct Use of Its/It's

by R. Richard on Sep 17, 2017
How To

Its is an adjective and the possessive form of the pronoun it. It's is a contraction (for it is or it has), that must always have an apostrophe. Its is used as adjective. "The cat chased Its tail." [The cat chased the tail belonging to the cat.] "The bank closed Its doors." [The bank closed the doors belonging to the bank.] The adjective Its never means 'i...

Only Human

by Middleagepoet on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

It is not that I can complain, we had our time of what I would call "wedded bliss," those nights alone with her when the hiss of her wanton breath lead to moans and, later, satisfied whispers. Once a night for certain, but sometimes more as the waterbed rippled through the night and she washed over me in her wave after wave. Possessive as I always was I knew...