It is a beautiful place! There's a nice size lake surrounded by an old forest that just screams real nature. My wife, Laura, and I had gotten their late in the after noon. We carefully selected a place to camp close to the water that was mostly clear from ground cover. Quickly, we pitch the tent and start a fire. Just then relaxation kicks in, as I settle...
Maria is my wife. We dated for almost 18 months before we got married. During that year and a half, we quickly learned that we both had an insatiable appetite for sex. Since puberty hit me, I have had to ejaculate at least twice a day just to keep comfortable. When I fail to do so, almost without fail I will awake in the middle of the night from an erotic dr...
I'm a bit different from most of the sub women that people (mostly men I think) write about at Literotica and other places I've read stuff. Firstly I'm not ravishingly beautiful and sexy with a perfect body. I'm 37, very ordinary, slightly over weight - but working on it - with stretch marks from my last pregnancy. I've got small breasts and I wear glasses!...
//Wrote this one over lunch to get it out of my head. This is a nod to Robert E. Howard, though certainly not at his level. As such, it will be somewhat formulaic and short, at about standard pulp magazine non-serial story (4k to 6k words) length. I love Howard's tales, and his women are often tougher and more practical than they initially appear – and that...
A little bit different for me this one. One for Harry and the lads maybe, who I honestly hope enjoy it. Sorry if any of the technical side is a bit out, but I've got a bit rusty about these things these days, so I've done my best within time constraints. Please enjoy, please vote and feel free to comment. ++++++++++++ I felt the compacted sand under feet...
47 year old Jenny lay on her back breathing heavily. She had been so close to orgasm when her husband's back began hurting him, causing his cock to deflate, the third time in as many nights, causing him to slow, then, halt their intercourse. They had both been patent, for the real thing anyway, waiting to return to their active sex life for the 6 weeks it...
A memory from long ago, but still fresh and alive.... There is something pure and powerful about the pounding surf. An ancient call for peace and reflection; a symbol of mystery and adventure. As a child, I spent many summer weeks scouring the ocean sands. Exploring, building, learning, finding. Only to bear eventual witness to the destruction of the tides...
In perfect monday morning fashion, the rain began to fall the moment Charlie stepped out of his car at the train station. With a heavy sigh, he pulled out his umbrella, but then decided it wasn't raining quite hard enough to open it... and instead walked quickly towards the station. He passed familiar faces, standing along the tracks, peering into the distan...
Several fully naked, actors leaped off the stage and ran into the small, 200 or so, audience. They tapped audience members and lead them onto the stage. My 'shy' wife included, but she froze in her seat. I had just seconds to ponder how we got here and if I still wanted us to be here. ~~~~~~~ two weeks earlier ~~~~~~~~ My beautiful wife, Sue, decided it wa...
I observe myself in the mirror now like every morning. I see the man before me growing older, but feel the mind inside beating his chest and feeling as youthful as ever. I often hear that men lose their urge to procreate with their partners after a certain point, but as I stand here watching my wife's reflection. The rising and falling from her gentle slumbe...