This is a story based partly based on true events. Feedback is welcome and encouraged. This is my first submitted story. "It's not that I don't have love and happiness and a good life, because I do, and that's not going to change. It's just that what I'm missing is, I don't know, excitement. Passion. I want to feel scared again, you know?" She smiled at me...
It had been about 3 weeks since Ben and Linda had been to their first swingers night, their sex life had definitely improved and they had been all over one another whenever the opportunity arose, that wasn't always possible though as they had 2 teenage daughters still living at home and Linda was paranoid about them hearing and knowing what mum and dad were...
Years of quiet living in a small town was apparently coming to an end, signified by a moving van suddenly pulling up to park in the driveway of the house next door. The property had been empty for only a few months before it was purchased by someone else, the purchase only indicated from the sign in the front yard. A man eventually steps out of the truck, ch...
"Sometimes, I wish I still knew what it was like, to feel things, and to have a heartbeat," Shadya Ismail said, as she stood inside Dr. Jayson "Jay" Hawthorne's living room, looking more tired than he could ever remember seeing her. The tall, handsome African-American physician looked at her with concern, and for a moment, he looked much older than his thirt...
This is an excerpt from a novel I'm publishing here at Literotica. Some people may not be interested in a long read so I thought I'd select a few of the fun sex scenes and put them out there just to see what would happen. ********** Every writer attending the Maui writer's conference had to have at least one short story or the first chapter of a novel to...
This is a continuation of my "Part of the Procedure" series, I got bored with the title and category. So back to "Loving Wives" since I have one. I think. Well, I guess I know now. Things were getting out of hand around our place, and the guy looking back at me from my mirror knew very well who was at fault. Debs had that affair back at college, and I ha...
It was the party at the pub that brought matters to a head with the girl Julie. All evening I had watched how Steve would quietly drift off when the girl left the room. Keeping myself at a discreet distance, pretending just to be circulating amongst the guests I let him have his way seeing how far he would go. At eleven thirty the call went round for those w...
The day Henry P., a client turned a friend of mine showed me what he called his secret cookie jar, which turned out to be an album or a portfolio of sorts, my own secret life began. For a long time, I could not shake off the disgrace that plagued me when the new interests and fascinations invaded my life. Each wave of guilty pleasure, dwarfing any prior sexu...
NOTE: All characters in this story are 18 or over. It also contains themes of dubious consent and interracial relationships set in a reality just a little different than ours. It will also include themes of breeding, DD/lg roleplay, and female submission to a Male Dominant. Some readers may find aspects the story offensive. If this applies, please feel free...
Rouran was amused by the name of the brothel. "The Sorcerer's Staff." Such things were impolite, of course. In her village, there'd been no such thing as a brothel, let alone prostitutes to fill one. Or, at least, she thought that there had not been. It had caused a minor scandal in the village when one of the girls at the only inn in town had been found in...