This story is based upon a photo series, "The Bet", by Italian photographer, Andrea James Bramley, who recently signed up on Literotica under user name, BramleyAppleTheForbiddenFruit. I write this with the permission of both he and the model featured in "The Bet", and with his collaboration. He especially helps with some of the Italian phrasing, which I don'...
INTRODUCTION TO READERS WET ENCOUNTERS is a novel-length story of love, lust and betrayal that takes place on a tropical Pacific island during the second half of the twentieth century. It's seventeen chapters pivot around a single event that takes place when two people are forced to take refuge in an abandoned cabin when they are cut off by rising floodw...
This story is actually a continuation of a story I posted earlier called "Feast Of The Rose Garlands". If you have not read the previous story, this one contains enough of the backstory for it to stand alone. I apologize to all the readers who emailed me wanting more, for my taking so long to crank this one out. The story took on a life of it's own and the w...
COFFEE "Thanks for me, Raquel, I'm at the end of my tether and I don't know what to do with Dan anymore." I was meeting Raquel, one of my colleagues for coffee. She knew I was struggling with my husband, but didn't know the problem was in the bedroom. "That's alright, Jo. My pleasure." "Look what I've got to share with you is deeply embarrassing, so I beg...
------------------------------------------------------ This story is solely a work of fiction, and no resemblance or other identification is intended or implied. The author retains full-copyright, effective May, 2017. This completely fictional work is a story involving interracial sex, seduction, and a cheating wife. For those who will read this work of f...
Following are a trio of short stories resulting from interviews. None have sufficient depth for a standalone tale but all have facets that it would be a pity to lose. The three stories respectively are Beef, Family Ties and Three card trick. ***** Beef When I married Amanda three years ago I knew that she had been with a load more guys than she admitte...
As he exited his car in the super market parking lot and walked toward the entrance someone shouted out his name. "Bill!" An obvious female voice yelled out. He looked up, trying to find the source of the woman shouting his name. He almost didn't recognize her. She'd be what, twenty four by now? A young blond woman in worn jeans and an oxford shirt was sta...
Dear Readers, Thank you for continuing to read about these two. A part of me wanted to rush and get to their beautiful vows, but the other part of me felt like I still had to be true to these characters and give a level of detail that allows their love to fully blossom. But, we are almost there, so hang in there, they will be married before you know it, an...
Eliza marvelled at the old stately Manor as her taxi made the transition from barely paved road to gravel pathway. Sure the Pennington estate was long derelict and working for the National Trust seemed a bit menial for a Cambridge graduate, but without anyone who wanted to vouch for her, curator of an obscure part of history was better than the myriad of job...
Chapter Seven: Boat Trip Kelli, Kate, and I claimed the master bedroom with its comfortable bed. The room lighting was ideal, not too dim, not too bright, the perfect level for watching, in my voyeur's opinion, a most important consideration for my fetish. Having sex with these two, gorgeous women promised to be a thrilling experience and I didn't want to...