Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.....unless it's a wife who is scorned And Alisha was a wife scorned. She stood in front of her bedroom mirror with her hands touching various parts of her naked body. She was trying to figure out what was wrong with what she saw. Every time she let her fingers go across her breasts or her clit she closed her eyes, bit...
By day, Ginny was the prim and proper first grade teacher at the local elementary school. By night, she was his nasty whore. Maybe it was because no other man in town could bring himself to defile their child's teacher. Or maybe she was just sick of dealing with a daily grind punctuated by innocence and Sesame Street. He didn't care. As long as she kept...
When I found out Betsy Freinlich was pregnant, I felt cheated. She had been my first real sexual obsession back in 10th grade. Of course she never knew anything about these feelings since I could never find the nerve to assert myself around her. But she came to hold a special place in my youth and later in my adulthood as it turned out. Betsy was the fresh...
Tonight my Sister Circle is having a very special meeting it is my cumming out of sorts. You see for many years I have lived a dual life one of the prim and proper Sunday school leader and one of shall we say Alternative prevarications. I am somewhat of a walking contradiction in that respect. So, as I over see the final arrangements for tonight's meeting...
In central Texas there is a region know as 'The Texas Hill Country' a vernacular term applied to a region of tall rugged hills consisting of thin layers of soil atop limestone and granite. The graceful rolling hills are dotted with Texas Live Oak, Cedar, and Cypress not to mention yucca and prickly pear cactuses. Near the southern tip of the region where t...
It has been a while since I visited with you, dear readers. I have argued with myself as to whether I should continue with the tale of Grant and Crystal, or if I should follow the chronology more accurately and introduce Grant's first experimentation outside of his marriage. Since I have titled this as a "history", I suppose we should take things as they com...
The following is a true story of a recent adventure my Vietnamese wife Diana and I recently enjoyed. Diana is a Vietnamese-born beauty that I have been fortunate enough to convince to be my wife. As a Vietnamese, she has been raised nn a very strict manner, but you know what often happens...the strictest upbringing often results in a desire to experience nau...
Chapter 3: Now What? DISCLAIMER THIS IS TO ALL OF YOU NUT-BAGS OUT THERE WHO THINK THIS IS REAL Y-O-U NEED TO GET A LIFE. THIS IS fantasy, A PLACE WHERE AUTHORS & READERS ALIKE CAN GET OFF ON EACH OTHER'S WORK. NOT A FACT FINDING MISSION BY "ARSE-HOLES" WHO ARE NOT EVEN BRAVE ENOUGH TO LEAVE THEIR EMAIL ADDRESS. IF YOU NEED SOME MONEY TO BUY YOURSELF A LIF...
We first meet on Literotica in 2004 after she read a story I had posted. That discussion turned into us meeting for the first time a couple of months later. We are both married and knew better then what we were doing, but the chemistry even in chats was just too much. Over the past three years we have met each other maybe 10 times, but we have emailed almost...
Brett drove over to a popular bar in Dallas looking for a good time. Brett was six four and two hundred and twenty five pounds of pure muscle. He had long blond hair and beautiful blue eyes. He always wore his cowboy hat and boots. His large hard dick was lonely and needed someplace warm to stay for the night. Brett walked in and up to the bar to order a b...