He knocked on the door knowing he wasn't expected and didn't know why he had come here. So stunned was he that he had driven here without thinking about where he was going. He didn't even realize how long he had stood on the porch before it was answered. "Brian, what are you doing here?" Brian looked up, recognizing his brother, but was still too preoccu...
This is my entry to the 2014 Literotica Halloween Story Contest. It's my first stab at Erotic Horror and (I think) it ended up more gothic horror than modern horror. It also turned out longer than I'd originally intended, so I appreciate the patience of anyone who sticks through to the end. Votes and comments are, of course, also greatly appreciated. * * *...
My wife and I are both 50 and been married 27 years. We don't have kids due to issues with my wife's reproductive system. We made peace with it years ago and moved along with our lives. As we went through our early 30's, we were exposed to the swinging lifestyle, through a friend of ours. Since then, our sex lives have traveled in a multitude of directions....
Mark was down in the dumps. Sitting at the bar he was moaning to Stan about his boring marriage. “I sit on my own in my den whilst my wife sits upstairs watching cable.” “I don’t know what’s gone wrong. Tammy’s beautiful, but there’s no spark, she spends more time looking at herself in the mirror than she does speaking to me.” “We’ve been married twenty y...
Throughout the past two years, up until a few months ago, my wife's monthly cycle has been all over the place and has made for a difficult menopause. She's 54 so it's to be expected. She refused HRT and stoically decided to let nature take its course. It made us grab the opportunities for sex whenever we could but we still had to contend with the unwanted su...
Chapter Three: My sissy maid lifestyle becomes more set in reality. Morning comes and I carry on my new sissy morning ways, shower, shave, makeup and dress up in my maids dress, this morning a pink satin one over pink pantyhose and pink patent 5 inch spike heel pumps. I dutifully prepare breakfast for my Mistress Helen and get a bowl plain porridge for myse...
The cable was out. Jonathan spent a few minutes slapping the receiver before turning off his television. He looked outside, expecting to see other frustrated sports fans shaking their fists at the heavens, but all the other houses hummed along with the normal glow of a weekday evening. He cursed his provider and went to check the score on his phone. The disp...
Ed note: The first part of this tale, Not today, contains two errors, one of which readers pointed out both mercilessly when the story first appeared. I used the name "Cindy" twice in the exposition, both as the name of "Tim's" wife and mistakenly in place of "Maria," the correct name for Joe's wife. I apologize for missing this in my proofreadings, and your...
I'm told, usually by other men, that size doesn't really matter, that all that really counts is knowing how to use what you have and that may be true although I suspect that only a woman can really give a truthful answer on the subject. What I do know personally is that while size may not matter is sure does fascinate. ++++++++++++++++++ Cock size has neve...
The Gibson Sisters: Stealing Sperm This is the sequel to 'The Gibson Sisters,' it should stand alone, but do read the first part if you want to enjoy the full story - A_Non_A_Moose. * 5 Years Later Bill was close. He looked down at his beautiful wife Mary, her red hair bobbed up and down between his legs as her delicate mouth wrapped around his hard coc...