My wife Sarah had always fancied my older brother Andrew, she had nearly got with him just before we got together. She would always pass comment on his looks and his body, which he kept in excellent shape with a lot of gym work. At first I passed it off as nothing and just took the comments as nothing. Then one night we were in town on a night out and a coup...
It was pretty simple really. I needed a gun to give to my brother's wife. My brother is a cop. Buying a gun direct could raise some flags so I went to the gun show. There's one every spring in Ogden. I'd make a day trip of it. The worry was that my brother would end up shooting some guy he might catch fucking my sister-in-law Nickie. Nichole was what my brot...
David stood on shaking knees, his breath coming in short, shallow bursts. His blue eyes were still glazed behind the narrow slits. “I asked you a question, David.” Laurie was standing next to my brother; her body, flushed and moist from the sex, molded against his lean frame. Her head fit perfectly into his shoulder, and her hand was massaging his tender ba...
Karen: I've heard lots of women talk about their horny husbands and that many of these wives are not as interested in sex nearly as much as their mates. It's pretty rare when I've had a woman friend tell me that she wants more sex than what hubby is giving her. But, that's me. That's me to a tee. I love sex. Oh, I have some vibrators and dildos and, sure,...
This wonderful little piece of 'what if' was actually written by my husband, who normally doesn't stray too far from the sci-fi genre. It's an interesting take on some beloved childhood characters and I thought that it was worth sharing with the Literotica crowd. Enjoy! * Lucille worked hard all her life to get where she was, buying and selling real estat...
The following is a story of two brothers ... and ultimately their wives. It's a true story. All sex described involves only characters 18 years old or older. I hope you'll enjoy it... Thursday night, early September 2007 "C'mon, it's early," I lured as I stood next to my brother in front of the row of stained urinals. The beer we'd been drinking for the l...
After reading Making Amends by Headhunterstales, it got me to thinking. What would I do, I even talked to a few people that know how I really am. Most said the same thing and I am writing about what I would have done. You know counseling really sucks, why do I need Anger Management? Shit I only did what any normal guy would do. I mean come on how bad cou...
I woke up to hands roaming my body some time around nine. My cock was very much awake already and also quite stiff from the attention paid to it as well as the rest of me. I soon realized that there were many sets of hands, all of them caressing my flesh, and once I looked at their owners, they knew that I was quite awake from their efforts. The sunlight was...
Kirsty stared around the room. The Christmas tree that was a safe distance from the roaring fireplace had turned out magnificent in the end. Petrine had insisted that they all help decorate it on Thanksgiving. That had come as a bit of a surprise to Kirsty, but it seemed that her mother-in-law retained far more than simply her accent. She kept several of her...
John Flemming took a long pull at his beer and watched the lazy curl of smoke from his Marlboro Lite drift up towards the stained ceiling. The bar was quiet at this early hour of the evening – conducive to talking – which was exactly why he and his brother Joe chose this time for their weekly drink together. "So, are you still concerned about him?" Joe aske...