It was Christmas Eve. My lovely wife, Jennifer, sat on the floor across from me. She was wrapping a gift for our 3-year-old son and I was assembling a doll house for our 5-year-old daughter. Both kids were upstairs, fast asleep. I was reading the doll-house instructions out loud to myself, and Jenny heard me say "Insert Tab A into Slot B, ..." Jenny quippe...
Jennifer stepped through a wooden doorway, leaving behind the bright sunlight of a weekday lunchtime and entering the closed, almost conspiratorial atmosphere of a typical suburban joint. She stood motionless for a moment, disoriented by the sudden change of her surroundings. It was almost like stepping through a secret door into another world. The thought...
Chapter Fifteen: New Captain In Town Time is an odd thing, when you are enjoying yourself it will go fast, when you are in anguish it will move ever so slowly. If you're in a rush, it will move so much faster than you wish it to, no matter what you do. If you wish it to hurry along, it will slow down to a crawl just to spite you. So you can imagine that whe...
This story is a work of fiction. The actions of the characters and the results of those actions, may, therefore, not be in keeping with reality; especially the legal stuff. There is not much sex. ***** My wife fucked him on the high seas... But he who fucks last fucks best. Her name was Catherine and she died at 2:18 in the afternoon. In three more days...
It was a hot summer's evening and the last of the guests had left. My wife and her best friend, who was staying the night, were upstairs getting the kids to bed while I cleared the debris of the party away in the garden, cleaned up the barbecue and set the dishwasher off in the kitchen. It was still pretty muggy even though it was nearly 8pm so I had remove...
Author's Note: This story could easily fit into a number of categories. Namely, Group Sex or Anal. I've chosen Loving Wives, because the struggles that take place would mean nothing without the vow of marriage being at the crux of it. If you are a devoted fan of my more romantic works or my BDSM novels, you might not like this story. This one is sex first,...
ONE I love my wife. No, . . . I mean it. I really . . . really love my wife and I would do anything to make sure she is happy, as a result, I am extremely attentive to her needs. We've been married over twenty years and she is a great mother to our three kids. She's involved with a wide variety of school and church functions and is always quick to voluntee...
Copyright © 2018 - This is an original work by Zeb Carter and is protected under copyright by U.S. copyright law. It is only submitted at Literotica.Com and any submission to any other site has not been authorized by the Author. Revenge, After the Fact Lloyd Becker was sitting at the counter sipping his coffee while he waited for the breakfast he had just...
The gate clicked closed behind me and I started walking toward my sister's car. I took a deep breath. The air where I was walking was the same air that was on the other side of the wall, but some how it smelled fresher and sweeter. Marci gave me a hug and said: "Before I take you home is there anything you want to do? Any place in particular you want to go?...
Chapter 04: Head to Head, Heart to Heart Disclaimer: All characters mentioned in the story are over eighteen years old. Most of the main cast is exactly 18, but none are younger than that. Cassie's skin tingled. She felt her knees getting weaker. Her breath got more irregular. If this had been due to any other reason, especially a Tim shaped reason, she wo...