It was after midnight and I was lying in bed wide-awake, horny as hell, playing with my pussy, trying to get myself off. My husband John was asleep next to me snoring loudly as he always did when he slept on his back. He had gone to sleep right after he fucked me. It was his usual five-minute fuck with his usual quick squirt, after which he kissed me on the...
This story is by request but I have a feeling the fantasy involved in it is one many happily, married men would love to happen. Please be patient as it has a very slow start as I wanted to build the scenario where a loving mother and wife could change into someone a little more, or even a lot more, sexually active, and that change had to handled slowly or it...
Content Warning This fantasy involves a young wife being coerced into nonconsensual sex. If stories of this type upset you, please stop reading now! I am sure you can find plenty of stories on Literotica that match your particular desires. I know that there are categories on Literotica that I avoid. This story takes place in the early 1970s. ***** Prol...
Rohini didn't elaborate further on that topic; instead promised me to divulge the details at an appropriate time. Nothing much happened for quite some time and I was losing hope. Sometimes, I thought, It was in my best interest if nothing happened. Rohini, on the other hand, was very optimistic. She even conned me into a bet that Mayuri would accept Shrini a...
Chapter 1 It was a bright sunny day in the Greek islands and I was lying under the awning looking out over the garden and private pool of our luxury room at the hotel. I had now been in the hotel for a couple of days of our one week break with my wife and was getting to know the grounds and the staff quite well, helped by some liberal tipping -- always goes...
A year ago my favourite uncle David died. He had had an illustrious career in the navy serving for a while as an aide to the Queen and later rising to the rank of Admiral. In his papers I found the following handwritten document. It seemed to relate to events which happened in the late 1950s when he accompanied the Queen during a summer holiday on the royal...
Linda Jacobson was a very nice person, pleasant and well liked. While not beautiful, she was pretty and attractive with thick, solid black hair and a good, if not spectacular, figure. However, like most women, she found fault with her physique: she was too short (5' 2"), her breasts were too small (34B), she was too heavy (110 pounds), etc. However, there wa...
**** Author's Note: Okay this is a long one but it's a tribute piece to Harddaysknight's "Carry That Weight." My sincere thanks to HDK for giving me his permission to offer my continuation to his story. Warning: This is a tribute piece so if you don't like HDK stories, you'll probably hate this one! As a tribute story I try to stay consistent with the auth...
This is the eighth installment of My Journey. Although not necessary, this story will be more appreciated if you read Chapters 1 thru 7 first. Thank you to all who read my first seven submissions and provided feedback. All characters in this story are over the age of 18 years. _______________________________ "Since we're all together, I wanted to tell y...
Twist and shape on the winding twineAround the spindle windsWish again, four times againFour wishes deep into the wellThere's a price to pay for a wish to come trueTrade a small piece of your life -- Bob Mould, Wishing Well September 1, 2002 "Buy a girl a drink?" Sarah repeated, holding out a paper bag with a bottle in it. I took the bag, and shook it. T...