(This story involves a less married couple, where the past/future wife expands her enjoyment of some women. It builds on the recent previous story, "Dancing To The Wild Side." Inspired by an idea in "Hot August Night" parts 1 and 2 by Ona-Edge.) * Saturday when Katy showed me the selfie on her phone from Friday night she identified Jenni (tall blonde), Rob...
Robyn and Vin Duffield often took weekday afternoons off from their jobs to compensate for long hours and, because they rarely coincided, had given up on arranging dates for tennis, golf, swimming, fishing or other sporting pursuits which they'd enjoyed as a couple. Vin liked being home alone on a Wednesday afternoon since he discovered that Mariel Purdy, th...
She was out of my league. She used me. She deemed me inferior and treated me so. She slept around as she needed real men. She had four children. Only one had my DNA, but they were all mine. Her bulls humiliated me. My kids heard it. I struggled. My kids were sympathetic. My kids helped. She changed as she aged. So did I. My league grew more fun....
Chapter 1 THE MOVIE They were friends even before they knew it. Their mothers had wished it. And this wish, unlike so many others made by mothers for their unborn children, had come true. It started when Sally's mother met Jane's mother at the doctor's office. Waiting for their appointments, the only pregnant women in the room, they naturally gravitated to...
Sorry I have not written so long. Every time I sit down to write about an adventure, something comes up, and I get distracted. But I want to sincerely thank all the people—men and women—who have written me, sharing their wonderful own and very secret adventures. You have shared with me a bit of yourselves, and I genuinely appreciate that. These events, by t...
Several have written me to say you enjoyed hearing about my first attempt to attract a black man and my experience with the man who liked water sports. Therefore, I have been thinking about the unusual or interesting lovers and times I have had so I can relate them to you. Thinking back, I realize that my husband, Art, often wonders what it is that I find a...
Hello everyone. Here is a new story that I've started. I hope you read and enjoy it. I had help with this one, so I want to thank my friend, Jim for helping me and encouraging me not to give up. It is self-edited, so any mistakes are my own. But please don't let any errors you may find distract from the story. Please read and comment. Your thoughts are...
While the pundit was making his preparations, Vikas and Kajal sat in front of the holy fire, waiting to start the rituals. Vikas leaned over and whispered in Kajal's ear "So, where am I going to fuck you after this?" Kajal blushed and looked at him "Vikas!" She tried to admonish him in a whisper which is hard to do. "I did promise to fuck you after each o...
I offer a sincere thank you to PPP and his wife for allowing me to highjack their Literotica personas. Please remember that this is just a fictional story.... --------------- Ah!.......the gut wrenching agony, the knife stab pains in your stomach, the feeling of constantly wanting to reach for the trash can, the emotional dread that overcomes your very so...
In the half of a century that I have lived so far, I have had the fortune of living in interesting times as the ancient Chinese curse/proverb says. There have been some tough times and many fun times since I was born in a backwater along the southern portion of the Great Mississippi. Fortunately for us all, this missive recounts a few of the more pleasurable...