I've just completed my chosen ensemble for this evening and I'm now standing in my bedroom, looking at my reflection in my full length wardrobe mirrors. I was just about to twirl around to view the full reflection of my pink PVC lingerie clad curvaceous body, when my husband walked into the bedroom, stopped at the doorway and sighed. "Are you really weari...
The following is based upon a true story with exaggerations added to enhance the story interest: I write love songs so here goes. ***** Story: Kinky voyeur husband-Watching the wife seduced- It all started one day when I made the mistake of bringing a big, handsome, rouged looking friend home from work with me that looked like the twin brother of my wife'...
Don Prescott sat at his desk at home staring pensively out of the window. It was very early on a Thursday morning, it was still dark out, and he was physically and emotionally drained after his return flight home. He again attempted to force his mind back to the events of the previous evening. He again attempted to make some sense of what he had witnessed....
“One human being, when you think of it, means nothing more to another than a string of similes.” Robert Musil Ron works at the Wilbur Mills Dogfood Company. He is a lifer. It is good work, solid work, the kind of occupation that at the end of the day, you might not feel as if you had finished a novel, or painted a chapel ceiling, but you know you put fo...
I was kneeling on the floor, my large firm breasts exposed, my shaved pussy on fully display and my stockings and garters included in the vista. My lips were softly kissing the domed raw head of Trevor, my boss' flaccid cock. I'd removed every trace of his orgasm, swallowing all of the evidence gleefully. My pussylips were open and enjoyed the atmospheric wa...
My white blouse was undone nearly all the way down the front. One of my breasts had been eased out of its cup and my fiercely hardened nipple was being sucked. I was lying back in the corner of the sofa in the small lounge off the kitchen, what we called the TV room. He was half lying on me so that his evident erection was pressing suggestively into my upper...
My white blouse was undone nearly all the way down the front. One of my breasts had been eased out of its cup and my fiercely hardened nipple was being sucked. I was lying back in the corner of the sofa in the small lounge off the kitchen, what we called the TV room. He was half lying on me so that his evident erection was pressing suggestively into my upper...
I've edited the story slightly but kept the original premise. All of the keyboard warriors who don't like stories of cheating wives, stop reading now and save yourselves the pain of remembering when you were obviously fucked over but aren't mature enough to move on with your life. To the rest of fun loving literotica, please enjoy. If it pleases you, then th...
An Unfinished Story Waiting to be Lived He figured after 34 minutes if she didn't show then he would stop waiting, but no, he waited 54 minutes and completely gave up hope. He had been stood up, she wasn't coming! The pain of the realization hit him and his voice cracked as he called the waitress over. He could get a quick bite to eat and leave. "I'm ready...
James left the bedroom and headed to the spare room, leaving me alone with his lingerie clad slut wife, to do as we wished, and I wished to do numerous unspeakable acts to his sexy hot wife! Suzi stretches out on the bed with her thigh length booted legs wide open showing her delicious smooth slit and her just fucked asshole with a little trickle of my spun...