Chapter 1 My experiences with women other than my wife has left me with sharply defined needs, or, if you prefer, wants. I have become very much aware of exactly what it is that turns me on. I know exactly what I’m looking for in a sex act to get the maximal amount of pleasure. I’m not a selfish person. But I strongly desire to spend just 2 or 3 hours each...
In my letter to my former wife, I finished: "Raised Quaker, I cannot allow myself to be consumed by hate, but I am deeply disappointed by the you-that-is-now, who was and is a gang-banging corporate and private whore. I still love Miola, the you-that-maybe-used-to-be, who I stupidly believed was a loving wife, but those feelings will fade as time passes. Go...
Back in their own time, Sandra tried to piece things together. The meeting with Dual in the Mayfair offices was to be a dramatic one, not least because they had no way of telling the Magic had worked. "You sure you put the hex on this guy back in the past?" Terry nervously hovered at her side as they all walked into the meeting. The corridors were wide and...
I want to express my heartfelt appreciation for the many many Constant Readers who have sent me compliments on my stories using Literotica feedback instead of posting public comments. Your kind words meant a lot to me, allowing me to continue to write despite the hateful and meaningless comments like "cuck shit" and "diseased whore" from a few misogynist cre...
I had gone to the beach with my camera to get pictures and maybe hook up with women. I got more than I bargained for. I found Sandy and offered to take nude pictures of her. At first I thought she blew me off but then she showed up with her entire volleyball team and they offered to let me take pictures of them at their home. The picture taking turned into...
The following story is fictional, and involves sex and prostitution. It also has interracial content some might object to. This story takes a little bit to get to the sex, but this is about a woman and her life, AND her sexual adventures. So I hope you enjoy it, if not skip ahead a bit :) If you do not enjoy erotic stories involving sexual material I sugges...
Charlie Hanson sat in his work cubicle and stared at his computer screen. His mind really wasn't at work. No, in fact his mind was 27.3 miles away at the little two-bedroom ranch at 1346 Morningside Drive. Specifically, his thoughts were in the master bedroom where eighty-seven minutes previous he had left his wife Julie crying on their bed. The argument the...
The use of the word Tranny is not meant to be disrespectful, it is used as it was in the past although not politically correct at this time. ***** This tale took place a good while ago, but most of the details remain quite clear in my memory. Yet, strangely, at this moment I can't remember her name, maybe because she changed her name every month? She was a...
Chapter 4 June has a late night, sexy date with Mr. X In a fit of rage over catching her husband and mother together in bed, June vented her anger by smashing his picture against the wall. Then, she took out her anger on the vase that her mother had given them for their wedding gift ten years ago. As if a reminder of her life, the smashed pieces that scatt...
I walked up to the end of the laneway. On either side were high red brick walls with blue-star vines hanging over the tops. A narrow strip of well-cut lawngrass travelled up on one side of the lane, and a two-paver wide footpath travelled up along the other side. It was a little cloudy overhead. And pretty cold. I was wearing a long sleeved two-ply cashmer...