I hope you enjoy my submission into Literotica's "Love the One(s) Your With" contest. New Habits Covid-19 didn't beat us! I was conflicted, as I leaned against the railing on the deck of our Essex, Connecticut waterfront summer home on that early August 2020 morning. I was watching my family; Trish, my wife of thirty-four years, my son Michael and his bea...
From: Monica H---- To: Greg H---- Date: January 23, 2019 1:08 PM Subject: My Sex-Filled Weekend Romp, Ch. 3! Hon, I'm a bit scared to relate some of the events that occurred over the second half of the weekend. There were a few lines crossed that I don't even think you could imagine right now!! PART 7: THE SWIMMING POOL In my last email, I finished tel...
There is some sex in this story but I don't believe anyone would think it is a stroke story. Sorry. For the RAAC lovers, hit the backspace and move on. You won't like it. For those who want death and destruction rained down on the participants, same advice. This is in multiple parts as it grew as I wrote it. ***** The alarm went off at six a.m. and I groan...
Chapter 2 – Summer Summer is hot, as hot as it gets, The man is in his prime. He's fit and he's lean, More action he's seen, And he can do it time after time * Melbourne, Australia 1964. Nineteen years to the day and I met Wendy for the second time. The morning had started with the same madness as they all do in my business. Juggling drivers and loads,...
A blast of frozen world smacks Hollis in the face and bare chest. He closes the front door as quickly as possible without slamming it shut. Instead of venturing out, he looks through the window at the icy enchantment that surrounds the omega's house. No... their house. Now it was their shared dream home, their woods, even their carved mermaid lashed to the p...
Hello BPV fans. This is a chapter that could have been a part of Chapter 3 in terms of timeline. It's a more cuckold-themed side story that takes place right at the start of the outbreak with a brief cameo from Cindy. As always, feedback keeps me writing. If you're not OK with heavy racial themes, than stop reading. If you're offended, why have you been re...
During the last period of Bobby's soccer match, Linda, Michelin and I were sitting together in the stands. Linda had seen the young man she had named Lancelot, in the crowd. He had signaled for her to meet with him. She whispered and asked my permission to go to him. I let her stew for a minute and then said, "Sure Baby. You don't need a hall pass to talk...
This is part two of a three part story. I recommend reading part one before starting this part. Sorry for the delay in posting part two; unexpected interruptions and a re-write were the causes. Part three is being re-written due to the changes in part two, but it should be posted soon. A heartfelt thanks to my editor, Lindsey Marsh, for his patience and exce...
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 Nelson. The current effort consists of stories based on song titles that have a weather term in them, such as "Stormy Weather, "Foggy M...
His name was John Ashton, president, owner and CEO of his own major software company, major stock holder in several others and entrepreneur. His net worth was in excess of five billion dollars. Home base was Seattle. He owned a large mansion on Mercer Island. His real estate holdings included a large house on Orcas Island, a penthouse in Las Vegas, a beach h...