Story Codes: M/F, Shared Wife, Public sex, MM/F, Anal Sex, Romance When I met my husband he was a normal, fun-loving man, he, like me, wasn't particularly adventurous, sexually I mean but mine was caused by shyness and his was caused by years of studying rocks, stones and gravel. When we met Johnny was working as a Geologist for UK Coal, he worked in the Le...
In her heart of hearts, Goodwife Jane had to admit that she'd never approved of the maidservant's looks or behavior. Fiona, a distant cousin of Jane's, had come over from Ireland fleeing some unspecified disgrace. From the moment Jane laid eyes on Fiona's silky, fiery red hair, her milk-white skin sprinkled with the lightest of freckles and the sassy way she...
Bolivia, 1983 Summer knew that something was wrong the second she saw Otoniel dash out of the jungle towards her. His eyes were as wide as dinner plates and the color had completely gone out of his skin. He was panting too hard to shout anything at either Summer or Russ, but there was a sense of panic that had completely engulfed him. "Walter," Summer gue...
This has been a long while coming, mostly because I've been busy, got a new laptop - which failed right in the middle the first time through, and assorted other many factors. The dog ate my homework, ok? The dates in this - You'll notice that the years move A LOT and not in the right order at first. Part of the reason is that the character's POV might no...
This story is fiction as are the characters. Caggetts Wood is fictional. Please do not confuse this tale with real life. The attitudes described should not be read as the norm for British standards or Government policy (whatever that is). Marion and Marianne are the same person. There is little graphic sex in this story. THE CHRYSALIS AND THE BUTTERFLY A F...
Part 19: I'm Goin' Down At well over a million words, this is one of a handful of the longest erotic stories ever written. The first couple of parts are mostly build up and teasing, but there's lots of sex later on. The story also has love, humor, plot, character, and a lot of popular acclaim, so you should give it a try if you haven't already. It has inces...
January 2020. To say Anya Taylor-Joy and I are close would be an understatement. She was the one who had started the Lodge. Without her, and the encounter we had that day, I probably would have been the only person to ever set foot in the house. If she hadn't made such a specific request with Maisie and Sophie, the connections between girls would not have s...
It was difficult to identify when things really started to snowball at the Lodge, but I remember thinking at one point that things couldn't possibly continue as they had been. After Maisie and Sophie brought in Emilia Clarke, there was a brief slowdown. Anya had been out of the country for some time, Maisie and Sophie couldn't get their schedules to align pr...
Okay. I fell off the tread mill. I was talking on the phone to Crowley and misstepped. The thing dumped me on my ass. I was trying to keep the phone to my ear and wrenched my back something awful. I went to a back doctor and he put me in two days of traction. Shit. Visions of Bethlynn danced in my head and a new clock ticked in my brain. I was laid up for a...
This story is posted on the Literotica website; the author does not give permission for it to be reposted or reprinted anywhere else without consent. This is the fourth story in a multi-chapter interracial cuckold story. I encourage you to read the first three chapters also, but I'm confident you'll enjoy it as a standalone too. I am conducting a straw pol...