In an average wife's life there are so many things that are just common and routine. We are a dime a dozen. Nothing flashy. We seldom make a big splash in the room. We are the silent, hidden glue that holds things together. Some of us barely even qualify to be considered average, while others of us flirt along the line of being exceptional, memorable, inspir...
Sitting quietly on my Master's four-post bed awaiting his return, I start to fidget. Running my hands through my short cut raven black hair, along my full chest making my nipples hard, and down to my cunt finding my already throbbing clit. Rubbing slowly my painted blood red nail seems to go white. Careful not to get to excited, I lick off the juices and run...
This story takes place when Sue was 24 years old. We had been dating for a year. We were at the mall when she decided to look for a new bathing suit. It was May and Sue was looking forward to going to the beach that summer. I knew that Sue loved to sunbathe in her backyard or at the beach with the least amount of clothing. I also knew that if it were up to...
My name is Carl and I love to cross dress. My alter ego, Carissa, is an out going and friendly person who first appeared in public recently. The occasion was a corporate Christmas party. I had been by that time dressing privately in front of my computer and participating in a video chat for several months. I'm five foot six, 130 pounds. I wear my medium br...
Miranda was showering. Anxious for the mail to arrive, she was listening for the doorbell just in case. She would have to sign for her order, and she didn't want to miss it again. She was just rinsing our her shampoo from her long brown hair when she heard the doorbell rang. Certain it was the mail, she quickly rinsed her hair out turned the water off. She...
A follow-up to - "My Wife is a Good Neighbour." I chapped John's door and let myself in as I usually did, calling out my arrival. There was no answer, which was strange. My wife and he were always in the lounge, Karen, heart-stoppingly erotic, naked in the arms of our elderly neighbour, being caressed and fondled. It was always a stab in the heart to find h...
This is a sequel to Lotsaluck's, I FOUND MY WIFE ON MARRIEDHOOKUP. The premise struck me as something out of the ordinary and, therefore, intriguing. I have attempted to contact Lotsaluck several times and he has not responded. His last submission to Literotica was in 2017. Lotsaluck left his story open for alternate endings and sequels. He himself wrote t...
He only comes to see me once a month and waits sometimes more then an hour to be my last customer of the night. There are 26 booths in the establishment, one for each letter of the alphabet, and I work behind the door marked "M". It is usually the third Friday of the month that I see my mystery man. We have never spoken, not with words at least. I speak to...
The rain had started pouring without warning, as was usual in the city. It was also his first time foraying out into the wild streets of Vietnam, and he hadn't brought an umbrella, as was also usual for a clueless tourist in Vietnam. He had jumped into a nearby restaurant and taken their only empty seat in the corner, to the curious cursory gaze of the owne...
Please remember to vote, if you enjoyed the story. And I always appreciate comments both positive and negative. Though trollish, anonymous comments will be deleted. *** *** *** *** *** Ken sat in front of his computer stroking furiously. On the screen was a video clip of his wife, Karen. She was on all fours being fucked from behind by a tall, thin red he...