I had not intended to tell this story until later. It is ongoing, and hopefully will not end for years to come. But when I consider the purpose of these stories, to share the remarkable women who have enriched my life, JuLee is probably the most extraordinary of remarkable women and deserves a place at the front of the queue. So I will start this Paean to Ju...
Author's Note: "And now for something completely different . . . " This story is a switch from my usual fare. I tried to keep the deep soul searching by the characters to a minimum. I also made no effort to make my characters or the situations realistic. This is a satirical farce. The characters are intended to be caricatures. All the women are beautifu...
Author's Note: I know this piece is rather long for this category. But that can't be all bad, can it? I do hope you have fun reading it. ***** It was at Jaker's Grill that I learnt about the mad Englishman with the plummy accent who was planning to leap off Perrine bridge in the middle of the night. Twin Falls, Idaho is a quiet place, but it's also the onl...
All the while, I was hotly aware of her cunt, which was naked and open just inches before my face. It was a pretty thing, soft, with delicate lips. The dark entrance glistened slightly. But what held my eye fast was her clitoris. I had never seen such a large one! It really was like a perfect model of a penis, with a large, dark-skinned glans, and smooth sta...
Rori followed the directions to the Manchester chapter of the Steel Brotherhood and was met at the gate by a prospect. "Have her put the motorcycle inside," a woman said from the door, and he opened the gate then ran over to the multi-bay garage attached to the warehouse-like building. She parked her baby in the back. As she got off and removed her helmet an...
I haven't been this drunk since college. The thought flitted into view, seemed for a moment utterly significant, then irrelevant, then was gone with the last of my drink. I set the shot glass down more heavily than I intended and fixed my husband in my gaze. "You—hey, you." I motioned for eye contact to show I was serious. "No more of these. I'm a gin girl...
Since our original fight months ago when I found out my wife has been having sex with her bridesmaids up to the night before our wedding and responded by seducing those same bridesmaids, I had also started taking more control of our sex life. Before, sex with my wife Amanda was more of a joint decision. There would be flirting, teasing. Now, she was lucky t...
This story has its beginning around fifteen years back when I was twenty two years old. Our extended family owned a seaside bach in Coromandel on the east coast of the North Island of New Zealand. The bach (holiday home) had been owned by my now deceased grandparents and was now held in a family trust to ensure it wasn't sold off, as beachside property value...
This series is a non-sequential addendum to the "Sharing My Wife Amanda" storyline. This particular story is dedicated to TR, as well as to all the readers and chatroom denizens of Literotica who have taken an interest in my wife. ****************************************************************************** I quickly scanned the many tables of the crowd...
Warning: This chapter is rated a swap-happy R and contains boobs, bisexual orgies, homosexual orgies (both kinds), traps, gender bending, role reversal, parties, hairy girls, hormones, gold diggers, man-boobs, sexy butts, casual sex-toy wearing, body swaps, body part swaps, sexual positivity, classy escorts, role swaps, clothing swaps, discovery, and a consp...