One More Project. Warning: The central male character in this story is cuckolded in this story. If you are among those who read "Loving Wives" stories and get angry and upset to find this is a part of the story, please stop now! It would be best for all if you just record your "0" vote and go on to another story. Explicit descriptions of sexual encounters...
Chapter 1: A Text "Well, that's unfortunate. I will send you my travel itinerary once I book my flight." My father had just called to inform me of a death in the family. Not that it was a surprise, as my grandfather had been in and out of the hospital for months. At eighty seven years old, it's expected for the body to start shutting down. What a shitty s...
The following a bit different than my normal stuff. It's an idea had floating around for a while and almost didn't do. This is another submission for the 2019 Literotica Geek Pride Story Event. If people like this one I have few ideas to do more with these characters. *** Like a lot of twenty-somethings Sulivan O'Keef had a lot of online friends. These wer...
***Author's note: Warning, this story contains strong themes of racism, discrimination, and sexual enslavement. This is purely a work of fiction. I do not support racism, discrimination, or sexual violence. Reader discretion advised.*** Chapter 1: The Gossamer Barnabus Morley straightened his safari hat and squared himself against the metal railing. His fe...
Reality check time. Of course the affair ended. They nearly always do unless you get caught. As much as we thought we loved each other, we just couldn't go to the next stage and leave our families. So by mutual agreement we finished with each other. I have seen or heard from him again, but that is best, it's what we agreed. I left the job and went back to d...
International Writers Curt B, Julie Van and Wunderboi have combined to bring our readers and followers to deepest, darkest Africa as a group of white wives and younger women enjoy their first visit to "The Dark Continent." ++++++++ The bus ground its way up the tortuous track that led to the top of the plateau, the same track that 3 months previously Profe...
I strut across the club like a lioness prowling the open savannah, tossing my voluminous silky, blonde mane and hunting for my next victim. It doesn't take long to spot my prey. Tonight, the club is rich with wide-eyed wildebeest; their tongues lolling mindlessly as they drool over the handful of scantily clad females who totter between them on vertiginous h...
USS Surefoot-A, Deck 2 Fore -- Bridge, 0750 Hours: Lieutenant C'Rash Shall had been perusing Starfleet Security updates on the current situation with the Klingons, prior to the start of the Morning Shift, when she heard the cup smash from behind the door leading to the Captain's Ready Room. She smirked to herself; Uncle Esek's fingers must have been greasy...
This is a fictional story and all characters are fictional and not based on real people. All characters are 18 or over. The story does contain some hard core BDSM play and some racial play. If that is not what you enjoy reading, please do not read. ***** "Who is that white man talking to the curator and the mayor?" Deenisha Jefferson asked her co-worker....
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is 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...