The author retains all rights to this story. It may not be posted or printed elsewhere without the author's express written consent. This story is permitted on the Literotica website. The names, people and places in this work are fictional and any resemblance to people living or dead is purely coincidental. * I fucked your wife... I sunk my hard, thick, 9"...
Dedicated in equal parts love and lust to Whitney. * "Much of the Assembly is not please that you will be here." Chorus told me. Chorus isn't really her name, more of a job description, it is her job to narrate the rite, sort of like a Greek chorus, hence the name. Her hair is up in a bun, she is wearing glasses and a tweed pant suit. Somehow she is exh...
My name is Ana. My husband and I recently moved into a rather posh neighborhood, in a brand new town. Jason, my husband, received a new promotion, and off we went. So like the good and dutiful wife I am, I smiled and made the best of it. I loved our new home, don't get me wrong. It was perfect, on a quiet street in an established suburb. A wonderful place...
The hypnotic sounds of goat-skinned drums drowned out the loud roar of the plane as it neared Nassau's International airport. Jake's heart danced in time to the music, click don boom, da boom, boom, boom. God it feels good to be home, he thought. Never would he have imagined that a preppy kid from The Hamptons would find his soul on the gritty streets of a...
"Merry Christmas," I said happily. "You fucking bitch! You slut! I hate your fucking guts!" "Oh didn't you like the photos then?" I said with a chuckle. "You have fucked up everything. I'll kill you, you fucking cow!" "Guess I won then Jenny? Oh how is your mum taking it?" "Is that her?" Jenny's mum shrieked in the background. "I can't believe even you...
Justin and Anjie Southwick were born and raised in Pottsville. Pennsylvania. Their families were devout Quakers. Both attended the University of Pennsylvania, Reading, as day students. In fact, they commuted together. Now graduated, married, and settled in their own home in Pottsville, Justin was an assistant manager for the local branch of the Pottsville Na...
The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes...
Thanks to Sammi Scott, aka Titsy McYarn, the Cute at the Heart of the Abyss for her help and valuable critique. Bounteous thanks to Kevin for his incredibly thorough critiquing and voluminous notes. Thanks to Sensual Curves for her help in proofreading. Thanks to my wife for handling the editing duties on this chapter. After you've read this, if you have a...
I pushed through the door and entered the sparsely filled room. There were small pockets of people in corners of the room, leaning over their drinks, speaking in hushed tones. The music played softly but very up beat. I wandered over to the bar and ordered a dark beer to start the night. I was meeting one of my friends for a girl's night out. A couple rounds...
Sid & Nicky were power couple. Sid was a businessman. Nicky assisted her hubby in his business. She was more then handful for him. Nicky was beautiful. She was an object to be lusted at - too tempting to be left alone. Her husband was aware of the fact that every man wanted and lusted for his lovely wife. She was a true trophy and relished everyone's envy. T...