INTRODUCTION & DISCLAIMER - When Steve, a painter and decorator from Melbourne Australia does some painting work at his father-in-law's magnificent house, things don't exactly go smoothly. Steve's wife Vicki's family is complicated, and the result is that Vicki has a much younger 18-year-old half-sister named Olivia, who is a complete spoiled brat, shallow a...
My wife Cara and I have a dirty secret. In fact, it's a downright disgusting and filthy secret. It has gotten to the point that I feel compelled to write it down and share it with someone, even if it's anonymously. If she knew I was writing this down and telling our story, she'd be appalled. She needn't worry though, because I will keep our true identities a...
[Author's Note: This story follows on after Madhuri's Manoeuvre and Madhuri's Project. It stands on its own but read those two to catch up on how Madhuri came back into Romeo's stable. ] Madhuri reached behind her neck, baring her smoothly shaved armpits to the mirror and tied the strap of her gown with slow care. The thin noodle straps that went down to th...
My wife and I went on a holiday to Europe, which from Australia is a 24 hr flight. Both she and I have traveled internationally on numerous occasions, so we are used to flying. She usually sleeps all the time and I'm the insomniac, but this flight is so long that there's no way she can sleep the whole way, unfortunately it is possible for me to stay awake th...
It was an early morning and Ayesha was working in the kitchen when she heard her husband's parents leave for a big event of one of their friends. She peeked outside and saw her 28-year old husband just waking up with a large tent in his boxer briefs. An intense desire arose within her. She had been married for just over 3 months and had just come to her husb...
Provence in the South of France is famed for its beauty but no matter how beautiful the natural surroundings are, you can be guaranteed some campsites will be far less than perfect. I'm not fussy, so long as it has a proper sit down toilet and not one of those things with foot shapes on either side of a shit covered hole to squat over, I'm happy. We had book...
On vacation with my wife, we were visiting Australia. We didn't know much about the country, but rather liked the idea of going to a strange place with no set agenda. Relaxing on the sand in a couple of fold-out recliners, my wife suddenly stopped talking in mid-sentence. I turned to follow her gaze and saw a man about my age of 45. He was setting up his own...
I sat there in the stall, the stockings tight on my legs, trying to catch my breath. I ached for some release and slowly started stroking myself. My other hand played with my nipple, twisting it hard. The stall door was still locked. I peered out of the holes in the side of the stall but no-one else was around yet. My wife had caught me indulging in my nasty...
The sound of my wife's vibrator fills the bathroom, even through the closed door. "Oh fuck!" I hear her moan. I so desperately want to be in bed with her, licking her and fucking her with her dildo. I want to be pleasuring her myself but I am alone in the bathroom. "OOOOOOHHHHHHHH" She clearly isn't missing my attentions as I struggle, collar locked to...
(This is my second story for Literotica.) * Here I am. I am sitting on a toilet, in a club, in a basement, in the centre of London. I am fully clothed. I am wearing black opaque tights over my long legs. I am wearing yellow court shoes with three-inch heels. I am wearing the tightest, highest denim shorts you have ever seen. I am wearing a simple black...