There are a number of authors that regularly post in the Loving Wives section of Literotica that never fail to entertain me. Most of my favorite stories deal with the wronged husband/cheating wife. Some authors tend toward reconciliation, some toward burn the bitch, some a combination of the two. I find myself cheering for reconciliation at times, sometimes...
***WARNING: NON-CONSENSUAL FUCKERY AHEAD*** This story contains elements of coercion, blackmail and body modification in the context of heavy BDSM. Daphne is hereby acknowledged to be a narcissistic sociopath at best or a functional psychotic at worst. I want to portray her as a monster, so don't be surprised when she does monstrous things. Nobody should do...
"So this is where you've been hiding." Thomas looked up from his work, glancing in the direction of the woman's voice. He knew who it was before he even saw her standing in the doorway, leaning casually against the frame as the setting sun cast its beam through the fabric of her dress, the shadowy silhouette of her body's curves moving as she shifted agains...
Before you read this part I strongly suggest that you read the previous parts. It will give you the background that will make this part a lot more enjoyable. *** The next morning I was woken by Martina as she cleaned the inside of the boat from one end to the other. I decided to escape to the café and have an early breakfast. As I left I was surprised to s...
I would like to mention that I found an editor, Ryan Brogan who volunteered his service. Special thanks to him. Monday, January 2, 2012 C.E. Master Bedroom, Wayne Manor, Gotham City Bruce wakes up slowly, a ray of sun shine being cast over his face from the window behind the bed that he lays on. His own, the same bed that he shared with four women...
Sunday evening "Honey, are you developing a paunch?" "Where?" "Where do you think?" "No, it's just the way I'm standing." "Oh yeah? So, tell me: when d'you last go to the gym?" "Umm... Last week? No. Let me think... Last month? No... Last year? ...maybe? All right, I'll rejoin in the morning." "Good idea. Now, come to bed. Don't put your jammies on; l...
Final Chapter 7 This is a fictional story. * * * * * Author's note: Happy Holidays All! Many Thanks to Techsan for his brilliant editing of this series. Hope you all enjoy this story. It was fun to write. Thanks for help naming the robot, Ann Droid Tarrington. * * * * * The women all had early classes the next day and Jenna had to study for a test....
Warning. This story goes beyond simple infidelity in a cuckold direction, there is coerced gay activity, a dreaded cream pie and the couple involved aren't even married. Apart from all that, I intended this to be a rather light hearted tale. * I'm a big guy, 6' 3" in my stocking feet and reasonably well built. I played a lot of rugby at school and college,...
It was about 4:30 in the afternoon before she could get started. She had planned to get there by 4:00 and surprise him when he got back to the hotel from his day's business appointments. But last minute business calls she had to take had run on and on seriously delaying her timetable. He had told her he'd leave a key for her at the front desk and when he reg...
"Tomorrow I want you to wear that dark blue suit of yours, and your suspenders, and a nice bleached white shirt, with the blue rep tie." Jasmine fired off her orders like a drill sergeant while looking down at his helpless form. His cock was raging and she was pressing firmly on the head with her shoe. "Wear your wing tips and some nice dress socks for me...