First some background. I am a 42 year old white American living in the Northeast US. My wife, Nasrila, is a 46-year old Punjabi from Pakistan. We have three children, two girls and a boy and have been married for twenty years. We met when she was a foreign student at the university I attended. When we met she was very shy, had not been with a man in bed, alt...
NOTE: While the stories in this series are not necessarily chronological, it may help the reader to at least look at Chapter 1 to learn a little more about Thomas Jackson Patrick "Bull" ***** Chapter 2 - Shannon TJ had been in this little community in the Appalachian Mountains for a couple of months. He had been working with some of his old "operator" bud...
He left for Denver on Friday morning, see you on Sunday, taking the little darling. She texted Brie, "party still on?" And off she went for a cut and color, barely within the budget. Thanks heavens Pappa left her with some extra cash! As Friday evening drew closer, thinking of Brie's arrival gave her jitters. She puttered around work, keeping busy to keep f...
Lights…Camera…Action… Angela opened her eyes, and realized that there was little of any of these. Flickering lights, blinking all around her still. But the room was still dark except for the soft glow from the various tiny lights. Where were the lights? Where were the doctors? She blinked, and sat up, glancing around, seeing other opened coffins nearby. She...
Porky was weeping bitterly, and at the same time, his dick was straining, and quite excited. Who was this girl? Starla was his friend Spalding's cousin, and he'd seen how she enslaved him--Olivarius, the school's intramural lacrosse coach had told Porky that Starla had taught him how to suck his own dick... Several young women of Porky's acquaintance foll...
It was a warm evening, the temperature in the low 80s. An occasional breeze wafted through the window causing the curtains to flutter sporadically. The kitchen clock, mounted on the opposite wall, ticked the minutes away, sounding loud in the stillness of the room. Ken Weber noticed neither the breeze nor the clock, his thoughts were inward, confused, angr...
A preface to the whole concept: Formal vows don't make a marriage. This is a loving wives story! ***** A Fathers and Daughters Trilogy By Jedd Clampett I've read lots and lots of Loving Wives stories, but I can't think of one, except, damn it, D.Q. Steele's "Separate Vacations", that targeted what might be 'the major factor' in a wife's misbehavior. If y...
Author's Notes: This story is erotic fantasy, set in a world of magic. I reserve the right to be listed as the author of this work, wherever it is posted. If found posted anywhere except Literotica.com with this note attached, this story is posted without my permission. © Darkniciad 2000-2007 The sexual situations in this story will be far ranging, an...
Chapter Two of a true story Following the humiliating events of his college days Myron went to work for a small, executive firm in Marketing and Development. There, he honed his skills and climbed the corporate ladder very well over the next 12 and a half years. He saved nearly every dime he could in the hopes of providing for his future and future wife. Ho...
Please be warned that this story is about cuckolding. Read at your own risk. Part 1 I've heard it said that we English are very slow to change, but I'd like to tell you how one American man changed my life and many others in our village in a very short time. I may as well use meeting my friend Mandy as a starting point. I'd been out shopping for a new ni...