Guy was a twenty-five year old washing machine service engineer who was mentally and physically marred by the scarring of adolescent acne. He was also thin, shy, and sexually frustrated, and was altogether the exact opposite of all that service engineers are supposed to be. His was not the life of continual housewife conquests and extended house calls no mat...
"Stop laughing!" Jennie snapped lowly. "Sorry," Greg said, losing his laughter but not his smile. "But if you walk like that everyone is going to know what we did last night." Jennie's ass was sore from their first time trying anal sex. Both had enjoyed it immensely, but she was paying for it now. It wasn't quite as bad as she was acting, but it did hurt....
Author's note - Hi everyone! I hope you all enjoy my latest story. I love hearing feedback and knowing what you all think of my stories, so don't be shy! Have fun :) *********** I checked my watch, making sure it was exactly 7 o'clock before knocking on the room door. I had been pacing down the corridor for the past five minutes wanting to be exactly on t...
This story is the second in a series. While it is hoped that this story can enjoyably be read alone, reading the initial Brookhaven Inn story will provide context and background. This story is a work of fiction. Any similarities to any real person or entity are entirely coincidental and unintended. ***** The impromptu strip which Cassie and I performed at...
Following my husband's account here in Literotica of my Las Vegas experiences with Alex and thereafter, several people asked that the series include an account of things from my perspective, including perhaps some insight on why a married woman who entered marriage as a virgin and a strictly traditional view of her marriage vows would allow herself to become...
****** This is the fourth story in the universe of Project Lifeboat. It will probably make more sense if you read the other three, Midsummerfest 1, Midsummerfest 2 and Community Service. VM ****** "Hmm," Gorki Malenkov mused out loud, "the little stinker has reached the Gate satellite. Who'd have guessed?" Sam Tanaka cut his connection to the Worldwide...
Author's note: This story involves an engaged couple, not a married couple, but I still think it belongs most appropriately in Loving Wives. ***** To really understand what happened, you have to know about Michelle and the way she was raised. Michelle Hardison grew up in Carey, Ohio, a small town in the northern part of the state. Her father Tom was Vice-...
The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes of t...
This story is meant to stand on its own for the SUMMER LOVIN STORY CONTEST 2014, though it uses characters from my ongoing mystery series. Please enjoy it under it's own power... Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, extreme language, and actions that might be e...
"Man is the only animal that blushes. Or needs to." -Mark Twain, "Following the Equator" *** The door was open when Peter came home that night. Inside, a wolf was waiting for him, although of course he didn’t know it at first. At the chapel entrance, he frowned and set his pack down. Snow was tracked all the way in, but it was too dark to see anything. H...