Lea has been my girl friend for most of both our lives. Our romance began in grade school and continued til we both graduated from college. Our relationship changed over the years but our love only deepened for each other! She was my first and I hers. We were 26 and 28 when we married and a year later we had our daughter Sally and almost to the day our secon...
This story is based loosely on true events in my life. Aside from the names of the women involved (which I've changed to protect their privacy) I will let the reader guess where the story turns from fact to fiction. As a single man of 31, I would often go to my hometown's bars on weekends, carrying a guitar on my back in case I might get to serenade a few p...
It was Thursdays evening, Kelly had just returned from the gym. She had stripped off her shorts and sports bra pouring a glass of wine waiting for Gary to get home, he had already texted her saying he would be working late. It had been well over a week since Kelly had heard from Alex and was beginning to think he was done with her. She wanted to get out an...
"Let's go to New Orleans for Mardi Gras this year," my wife Sally exclaimed. "It will be an adventure!" And so we began to make plans to head to the "Big Easy." Mardi Gras is a full season in New Orleans, with parades, parties, and general merriment beginning around two weeks before the actual day. Folks let their hair down and do things they would never do...
Liz and I are back together after separating for two months. I still love my wife, but I am unconvinced that Liz can live up to the terms of our reconciliation. Maybe I also enjoyed being apart from Liz more than I thought I would but the truth was I missed Liz also. I am in love with her. If you have read any of the details of our lives in previous posts,...
I want to express my heartfelt appreciation for the many many Constant Readers who have sent me compliments on my stories using Literotica feedback instead of posting public comments. Your kind words meant a lot to me, allowing me to continue to write despite the hateful and meaningless comments like "cuck shit" and "diseased whore" from a few misogynist cre...
Second part of the story, based on true events many years ago. After we said are good-byes to the Fishermen we set out to find our domicile for the night. This before GPS was widely used, so we had to follow the directions we received from the receptionist at the hotel. When we found the hotel we realized it was an Inn, there are no children as guests, only...
Susan was extremely apprehensive about her first week of work at the club, so apprehensive that she threw up before her first set. But Justine had seen it all before, and was incredibly supportive. Justine became her mentor, smoothed through Susan's rough spots, and gave her time and instruction. Justine, experienced beyond her years, had seen immediately th...
Sure I fancied Sandilo. What woman wouldn't? He was tall, handsome, charming, courteous. He danced beautifully. He spoke with the cutest accent in a dark velvet voice that went with those wicked brown eyes of his. Powder room chat had it that he knew how to use his well endowed kit. He'd have been about 30 or so. I'd had several dances with him that holiday...
"No, it's no problem, Mom," Amber said, speaking into her phone. "You should go and have fun on your cruise." "Are you sure, sweetie?" her mom said. "Yeah, I'll find something else to do for Thanksgiving. Maybe I'll give Dad a call and see if he's got plans." "Actually, he's going on the cruise with me." Amber was shocked and didn't respond. "Are you st...