Trish Stories

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Looking Through Your Monitor Ch. 04

by BOSTONFICTIONWRITER on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Horror

Literotica writer believes that there is a ghost in her computer and that he is spying on her through her computer monitor. I watched Jessica watching Trish masturbating. I felt much like the voyeur watching them through their monitor. Only, I was not a voyeur, I was an active participant. I was a ghost, a perceived ghost, after all, "Boooo." She never took...

A Slut Joins Us

by staghorn on Sep 14, 2017
Group Sex

This is a true story, only the names are changed to protect the guilty! Tired after the hour long motorcycle ride home I enter our small townhouse. I immediately see her, a strange woman in our house. Long dark hair, dark tan, brilliant white teeth, slender with small breasts, she looked delicious. But who is she? Star, my wife, greeted me and gave me a qu...

The Submissive Mistress Ch. 02

by OTKTop on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

(This is a re-write, I fixed two spelling errors (clothes instead of cloths) and a numeric error (80 total swats not 100). ------------------ Chapter 2. Kelly continued, "Oh my God! Jack wasn't kidding. He me that you liked to be tied up and spanked. I thought he was kidding." Trish spoke, "Ah - Jack is going to be right back so you better leave." She c...

A Different Type of 'Collateral'

by bbw4youngercocks1 on Sep 15, 2017
Group Sex

My pal Trish and I had been working on the idea of starting a small business for some time, but we couldn't get a decent loan for startup money, no matter where we went. One day, we were on our way to yet another bank to try again, though neither of us were too optimistic about this prospect either. When we got there, a loan officer took us back to his priv...

Lethal Weapon Pt. 01

by gabapentin on Sep 12, 2017
Loving Wives

Thanks for the feedback on Maria's Misconception's Parts 1 and 2 (2014). For those of you wondering if I fell off the face of the earth, this story is over a year in the making, I started back in August of last year, but circumstances out of my control prevented me from finishing. A distressing set of events came about in the last few months of 2014. In Se...

A Swimsuit Issue

by Roadrunner101 on Sep 13, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

The wife of a friend of mine, Trish, works in the care industry, caring for several different age groups and disabilities. One of the duties as a carer is for the exercise of the client's bodies to be carried out on a regular basis. One of the better ways of this is for the carer and the client to attend water aerobics at the local swim centre. This is gre...

Taxi Office

by wifwat on Sep 12, 2017
Loving Wives

It was the evening of my office Christmas party and my wife Trish who works for the same company had her own office party. I went up to her department as our party was closing down. There wasn’t many people left at their party either. I couldn’t see Trish at first and went looking for her. I found her in a side office asleep on a couch. She was sprawled out...

Meeting Melissa Ch. 08

by IrishRose1215 on Sep 14, 2017
Interracial Love

Melissa and I was sitting on a high bank overlooking a small river, that ran through the property I had signed the papers on that morning. It was 250 acres of the prettiest land in the county. It had at least 200 acres of timber that was perfect for hunting on and I had caught some huge fish out of the river when I was a kid. The land had belonged to an old...

My Journey Ch. 04

by npanxx on Sep 25, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

This is the fourth installment of My Journey. Although not necessary, this story will be more appreciated if you read Chapters 1, 2, and 3 first. Thank you to all who read my first three submissions and provided feedback. I hope you enjoy reading the story as much as I enjoyed writing it. Please, please leave comment and suggestions! ***** I opened the...

Good Cop, Bad Cop

by Taverner on Sep 11, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I was half-way through a day shift on a Wednesday morning, as I sat at a computer in the muster room, typing out a report on a minor arrest I had made the day before. I heard footsteps on the carpet behind me, and I looked up to see the shift supervisor, Sergeant Morrow, standing there with a clipboard in his hand. Morrow was one of those big, rugged, old-s...