The following took place years before the internet so, unless you want to go digging in a newspaper's morgue, don't waste your time trying to look it up. Just to make that more difficult all of the names and places have been changed. This is a curious story of one man's integrity... a man who would not break his solemn word. The story is not mine. It was...
A/N--If you are Catholic, or easily offended, or both, maybe you should proceed with caution. Buffy was not interested in Confession. At all. She wasn’t interested in church either. Most Sundays, you could find her still in bed, recovering from a night of drinking, dancing, smoking, and more often than not, fucking. But, she heard that the new priest was ve...
"But you're a minister's wife, how could you do this to me?" That's how the late night confession began. Jeff and Pam had been married for 25 years, and the past year had been slow in the sex department. Although still physically fit, Jeff not only was a minister, but worked full time outside the church to pay the bills, and could only muster up energy to fu...
For nearly ten years, Brian and I had enjoyed one success after another as business partners. We shared an entrepreneurial spirit. We are both geniuses in our own right; me as the creative force and he as the technical wizard. Success is never boring. Wealth is more a blessing than a curse. There are the creature comforts of nice homes, stable of nice vehicl...
The first detailed confession of cheating my wife ever provided was one of the more arousing, erotic experiences I've had. The first time I experienced hands-free ejaculation, outside of a pubescent wet dream was during this confession about her experiences with an ex, "Monty." The confession took place about five years before our first hot wife experience...
Abigail Randall strolled lazily through the village square. The summer breeze would occasionally lift her short dress, exposing her legs up to mid-thigh. She noted with satisfaction the way the men in the street looked at her, their lust apparent for all to see. They had been looking at her this way since she had moved to the village with her husband six mon...
"Welcome to our city, Mr. Harrison," the heavy-set woman gushed. "Preston here has told us such marvelous things about you!" She paused for breath, her ample bosom heaving. "We'll all miss Bob Allen, of course, but we're so excited to have you succeed him at the United Fund." "You're very kind to say so," Carter Harrison responded. "Bob is leaving behind so...
What many do not realize is that Andy Warhol's "15 minutes" applies to all, whether we're talking about our beloved Literotica here or the "more mainstream" publishing arena. How widely a piece of writing is read depends on how it generates "publicity." This reflection, however, pertains to LITEROTICA only. Its main focus is on story flaws. There are tons o...
A group of men and women sit around talking candidly about their sex lives. Hi, I'm Paul, the host of this party. Welcome. Come in. Thanks for stopping by to read my story. We were all sitting around the big screen, plasma TV watching the Super Bowl one year. I had invited all of my best buddies to watch the game with me. There were 21 of us guys, includin...
It was a strange combination of emotions I felt as I lounged on the beautiful beach, my new bride in the chair beside mine, separated only by a table holding our tropical, umbrella-laden drinks. Guilt, sure, that was in the mix. Disbelief that we were really here, that we'd actually managed to tie the knot after all these years and a few struggles along the...