Note: First off, I wanted to thank everyone who reached out after the release of the first part of this story. I didn't know what to expect when publishing and really appreciate the kind comments and feedback. I have lots of different directions I have been thinking about taking this story, so if you have any suggestions on where you'd like it to go please d...
Once again, thank you for the comments and feedback. You guys have really motivated me to jot my thoughts down. A special thank you goes out to Rockcrawler & Company, and to Ally (my own personal Jessica) for the help and wonderful words of encouragement. There is some plot here so, if you haven't read the first fourteen stories you might want to start there...
Apologies to those who find typos or improper use of words. I do try to correct everything and it is not my intention to make this hard to understand. For those if you who are enjoying this adventure that Donna is experiencing there is more to happen. For those of you who see only a cheating spouse in Donna, why are you here? ***** Master helped me from my...
I would like to thank our fellow Literoticans who helped Kelly and I decide what to do when we went to Montreal and those who gave constructive feedback to my first story. This is sort of a continuation of the first story, but I do not feel it is necessary to read it to (hopefully) enjoy this one. If you wish to read it, you can find it in the "Loving Wives"...
The next morning, I woke up and got moving before Carl and Becca. As I walked into the kitchen, I saw her nightgown and wrap sitting where she'd left them when the two of us had gone to my room, which meant she had gone to her bedroom, if not her bed, with her husband, nude, my seed seeping from between her legs. I took a deep breath and wondered quietly to...
Julie waited. Funny, waiting is generally thought of as an active task. Waiting is usually a passive task. One expects an event to happen and until such time as it does, one does something else. But this waiting was not like waiting for the turkey to cook, and peeling potatoes in the meantime. This was waiting. Julie was actively, in the process of; waiting....
Before you start reading this, I would like to extend my gratitude to the person who helped me with editing and making this story readable. So let's all give a big hand to AVixenLiterally here on Literotica. Oh, and she's also an amazing writer, so be sure to check out her stuff! * Two days later they moved out in the relative cover of darkness. Jackie had...
When I returned home, Lyndsay took it easy on me for the first few days. Julie has missed me and wanted to spend time with her best friend. We reconnected by swimming laps in the pool, watching television together, chatting endlessly, going window shopping and of course having shower sex, which now seems to be Julie's favorite way to achieve orgasm. On my...
This story is a bit wordy and fairly long, so if you are looking for immediate gratification, you might want to look elsewhere. ------------- ----------------------- The following story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance between actual persons, living or dead (or just confused) is entirely coincidental. Please do not copy/redistribute the story, in part...
I was distracted through dinner with my parents and spent most of the evening staring at a succession of pointless TV shows, my brain engaged with re-living past adventures and fantasising about new ones. This time the enjoyment high from what had happened lasted pretty much the rest of the day, and the feelings of embarrassed regret that had hit me the prev...