Hello Reader, I want to thank you all for the constant support you have shown me through the whole series. To the new readers this is not a standalone story. It will make sense on its own, but if you read the other chapters it will make more sense. In this chapter there is sex, but Vince will end up doing something crazy while Neveah will make some revelatio...
The following is a work of fiction, and all participants are over the age of 18. Please take the time to vote, and , as always, feedback is appreciated. ********** I was a junior in high school when I met Terri. Actually, I had known her since our freshman year, seen her in some of my classes, and talked to her often, so we were friends. But, I didn't rea...
Five years later. "M-m-m," Carol moaned softy as I pressed my rigid cock deep into her hot pussy still filled with the load of cum I had deposited in her only a half hour or so before. There is no sensation like fucking a woman through a load of cum, regardless of whether it's your own or that of another man. Carol knew that too, having often commented on h...
Hey guys! This is my first ever literotica submission, so go easy on me! Haha be sure to leave a comment for me and let me know what you like and what you don't, what I can do better. I want to get better at this so let me know what's up! I'm already working on part two so if y'all like this, I'll upload the next part in the series. I'll take your advice int...
My wife, Diane, and I met our darker selves one evening, after she cheated at cards. A game of Bridge, of all things, nearly tore us apart. We were guests of Cyril and Coral, a couple we had only recently met, initially through Diane's legal work. The following evening we coincidentally met them again at a London club. Over drinks they extended an invitatio...
Bob had just checked for the postman for the third time that morning. It had been nearly three weeks since his arrangement with Alice and he hoped that the pantie post would arrive with an sixth fragrant gift from her. "Robert, can I speak to you for a moment?" "Of course, Elizabeth. What is it?" Bob had been so careful, so he thought, with Alice's knick...
There aren't enough slime girl stories out there, so here's my contribution. All characters are 18+. *** I opened my apartment door and dropped my keys and gym bag on the table. I would deal with it later -- the sweat on me was drying and I was desperate for a shower. I shoved some food into the microwave to defrost and pulled off my clothes as I headed...
Brooke told me that she knows she is not what men think of as a beautiful girl. I wasn't going to lie to her and tell her she was wrong. "You know what, Brooke, you're so damned cute, you don't need to be beautiful. I'm glad you're not some centerfold Barbie." She smiled at me. "You mean it? You think I'm cute?" "Enough that it pains me that I'm not forty...
Hello! This story is about a hard, passionate husband -- a trope that has inspired me many lonely nights. There's something about the idea of control and authority that husbands have (had) over their wives that makes me a bit weak in the knees. Be aware: This one is a little longer in the preamble and might get expanded with additional chapters in the future...
Janine climbed out of her sleeping bag and pulled on a pair of loose jeans. She had considered not dressing at all then remembered she had to walk into the bushes a little ways to take care of some natural urges and didn't want her legs scratched by the bushes. They weren't tall enough to bother her above the waist, though, so she passed on wearing a shirt....