It was a sunny warm Friday in June and the start of a wonderful weekend at the jersey shore. Newlyweds Mike & Maria were on their way to a well know beachfront resort. Maria was a beautiful woman, born and raised in Italy, standing about 5'7" tall and a perfect figure on her twenty-two-year-old body. Her long auburn hair blew in the breeze as Mike motored Ma...
You may want to read parts I and II before reading this story. In part I, James and Oliver had played a game with the blindfolded Claire (James's wife) which led to them having a brief threesome. Thereafter, Oliver and James agreed that they should do a repeat performance with his wife, Sue. The opportunity arises when James travels down to visit his friends...
My wife's name is Maria. She speaks with a slight accent, but not much; just enough to make her seem exotic. She was born in America, but she actually likes to let people think she is from somewhere else. She enjoys keeping people, especially men, guessing. Her skin is naturally a nice bronze color, and she doesn't bother tanning at all. She thinks it's funn...
Henry thought the party was just a barbeque. Unlike his wife Nan, he hadn't read the invitation. It turned out to be a pool party that his boss was throwing for the new associates and everyone was expected to participate. Unfortunately Henry's swim suit was at home. Henry was considering his options for explaining this dilemma to his unforgiving boss when Ju...
Jenni Juggs was the inspiration for this story. * We were having a hot spell of weather for a change and I'd got some time on my hands so I decided to visit Andrew. Andrew is an artist who has painted some of the scenes that I've photographed, mainly landscapes, which is a profitable little business. He lives alone in the rural midlands but has a nice sun...
Author's Note: This is another FICTIONAL story. All characters in the story are FICTIONALthe exception of my wife and I. All of the actions and conversations in this story are FICTIONAL. ***** It was a quiet early October evening and, as per usual, we were sitting watching tv. We'd had a busy summer but now that the cooler, darker autumn evenings had arriv...
Day 5 -- Inhibitions Jack smiled with satisfaction at the pile of papers on his desk. It had taken him only a few hours to wade through the stack of work, leaving him plenty of time to plan for the next few days. Just thinking about it quickened his pulse. He'd discovered something about himself last night, and he was determined to explore it as much as pos...
This story is like the rest of my stories in that I do not write them with much descriptive sex in them. I like to think that my style is more of describing the chase, than the actual catch. It is just a quirk I have. This story should have enough facts for you to use your imagination to fill it in though. I like the constructive criticism comments I get b...
I kept stealing glances at my wife's tight, black yoga pants which were clinging to the contour of her ass like a second layer of skin. A thin seam in the fabric ran down her crack toward a small cameltoe hump that was just barely visible as she bent down to check the zipper of her travel bag. The pants were on the shiny side, giving her well-rounded cheeks...
A more thorough background to this story than is contained in the first paragraph can be found in the story entitled, "The MILF," by this same author, published on Literotica. Ever since Carol had teased her son Tommy and his two friends, Andy and Greg, by having them catch her working in the back yard in a bikini, and then playing badminton with them still...