A very shy widow moves in next door and provokes Will's wicked curiosity [This is only my second story here at Literotica. I have posted it in BDSM, but it could also have been posted in Fetish, Mature, or Romance. Obviously, it has a range of themes. Everyone in this story is well over 18.] Chapter 1 It was just past midnight as Will lay in bed drifting...
"Circuit training" Note: the Annie Kirk series is not a sequential story. The series is comprised of separate fantasies about a real person. Some of the stories were inspired by an erotic photograph she sent where I created a story around the image. Other stories are inspired by real-life elements, but they are not descriptions of real events. This story is...
NOTE: This is part of a multi-chapter story of which there are forty chapters plus an epilogue. An uncompleted version of this story appeared here at Literotica a few years ago in case it looks familiar to you. The story has been revised and completed. Chapters 37 - 40 and the epilogue are all new material. As they ambled down the corridor Deirdre walked a...
"It's just something you have to do, Irene," my mother had told me many times. "If you're lucky, you'll like it. If you're very lucky, Oscar will go off it after a couple of years. But if you're like most of us, he'll be relentless and you'll just have to put up with it and concentrate on the important things in marriage." It wasn't the most positive advice...
"Just sex?" she asked. Her voice struggled for control. A grimace floated across her face. "Yes, Liza," I said. "Just sex. It was good, but it meant nothing ¬-- it was gymnastics. She had a great body -- lovely tits. A bit bigger than yours I'd say, and firmer, but then again, she was at least ten years younger. But other than that, just sex. Sweaty exercis...
"Ho, ho, ho." John and Susan have no money but give one another a Christmas to be remembered. "All I want for Christmas is a big gangbang, a big gangbang, watch a big gangbang. Gee, if I could watch you in a big gangbang, then I could wish you a Merry Christmas." "John, what are you singing in there?" "Sorry, Susan," said John with a chuckle. "I was just...
A story by The Wanderer writing as Denham Forrest. My thanks go to Techsan for his kind assistance in the editing of this story and to SH for the encouragement she gives me to continue to write my demented ravings. Copyright© 2008 Denham Forrest, The Wanderer The Price of Fame Chapter 01 I suppose it was funny how it all started up again really. Stella...
"So mixing with the real aristocracy are we now?" Erik said as I knelt on all fours naked in our apartment. "Yes I guess I am, but it's more his wealth than his title that I am after" I replied as I felt my husband grip my hips, realising that there was rather more flesh there than I liked. I was in Copenhagen for a weekend on my way to a series of meeting...
Prelude Mai Chang stood at the podium, facing the assembly of young musicians. This was her first meeting with her orchestra for the new school season. She had lost almost half her musicians through last year's graduation. Her eyes traveled across the group of her seventy-five music majors, playing the game of matching names to faces. She was the chair o...
Thanks to Kanga40 for her wonderful editing skills on this story. * We met in college. After dating for several years we finally got married. Tricia was my life. We had been married for a year when the house came up for sale. It was a dream home for just about anyone. The house had been built in 1939 as a mansion for some rich socialite. She'd been marri...