Gerald was happy to be home. He confided in me, his best friend that, it was very hard to return to his apartment as it still contained some really bad memories that lingered there. The apartment was where he and his wife were living when they separated and eventually divorced. Due to a lease agreement he was unable to break, he couldn't move elsewhere so...
The village never looked less inviting to me. Sitting there on the top of the hill on the horse, I almost wished we could turn around. Go find somewhere else to live. But even thinking that started a fiery refusal in me. Sure... Lynn and I... we'd... done what we'd done. Been together. But, what did that mean? I looked down at the back of her head, as she...
You have just stepped out of the hotel bath when you hear a knock at the door. You slip on a robe and come out of the bathroom to see me working at the desk. "Aren't you going to get that?" you ask, a little impatiently. "Would you mind," I reply. "I'm kind of in the middle of something here. It's just something I ordered you from room service." You stom...
On that wild Thursday in the middle of April, when her life changed for the better, Violet Graves woke up with a violent headache, accidentally knocked over an entire shelf of medicine while searching for the aspirin, washed down the last two aspirin in the bottle with warm, bitter water, took out the trash, stepped in a pile of squishy dog crap, tripped ove...
This is a Valentine's Day contest story. Please vote. * A loving husband buys his beautiful wife yellow roses every year for Valentine's Day. I gave my wife, Helen, flowers lots of times but I only gave her roses on Valentine's Day, a tradition we started from our first Valentine's Day together. Our wedding anniversary, roses signified that Valentine's Da...
My name is Natalie and I am writing to tell you all how I found myself last weekend introduced by my husband to two total strangers as a paid whore. Objectively the idea that I am or could be a whore is beyond belief. I am married to Paul who is only my second lover. As a thirty-six year-old woman this is not many lovers. Yet this moment represented for me t...
First and for most, thank you all for your positive feedback on my stories. This will be my 12th submission up on Literotica and there are many more to come! I'd advise you to not post hate comments on my stories because just know I delete them, and it's a waste of your time. Otherwise, please enjoy my story. ***** In the beginning of my sophomore year a...
* * * * * Click Here to listen: .mp3 format or .ogg format. (1 min/mp3) * * * * * Tara stretched as she came awake slowly. At her age, she was not used to late nights like yesterday. But it had been worth it. She still was not completely certain what she thought about it all. Rainbows had certainly been an eye-opening experience. From female Dommes to cro...
My husband and I have been married for a dozen years. We both had our pasts and I have always been content to forget mine and move on. Al is not so disposed. He wallows in his past like a pig in mud and seems to derive some kind of voyeuristic pleasure from having me recount my premarital sexual exploits. While I have been devote and totally committed to him...
That morning Kate woke thinking of her husband already asleep halfway across the world. Her mind cleared the cobwebs of another restless and unfulfilling night's sleep and she thought to herself "after 20 years of him traveling on business, you'd think I'd be used to his half of the bed being empty." Funny how she thought of it as "his half" and could never...