This is a story about me sharing my wife with two friends. If you are offended by this type of story please do not continue. This is the sixth part of the story. If you haven't read part five you may be a little confused. Chapter Six I had an uneasy feeling as I entered the shower with Roni. She was washing her hair as I stepped in behind her. Neither...
My name is Bill and I am a married man filled with wonderful erotic fantasies. My wife loves hearing them but would never want to make them a reality. I found a web site called Literotica and decided to place my fantasies there to see if others also enjoyed them. After posting several stories I received a message from a married couple asking if my wife had b...
This is a continuation of an earlier story I posted entitled Rekindling an Old Flame With Henry. To enhance this story, the reader may wish to read that one first. *** Henry seemed to be quite an expert at being sneaky. He was, after all, a detective for the sheriff's department. He always seemed to know where his wife was at all times, and reminded me in...
About six years ago, two guys (partners) bought and refurbished the old Hotel Belladonna. These two were old style, gay hippies, but they knew their way around the business world. Focusing on a lost era of class and service, they have been able to build up the corporate customers during the work week. But on the weekends, the hotel takes on a different clien...
The following is a true story about my ex wife's first big black cock as dictated by her to me. =================================== Carole looked down at him with lust glazed eyes and reached between her thick thighs. She grabbed hold of his big slippery cock and guided it to the mouth of her frothy wet cunt. She couldn't believe what she was doing and her...
Many thanks to Todger65 for editing! ***** Isonei was alone and freezing when she woke. Her mouth was dry again, but she could see the teapot still sitting on the table. Gingerly, she rose from the bed, feeling a little dizzy, and made her way to the table sinking into a chair. The teapot was cold and very heavy but she managed to pour some into one of t...
"Coming downtown is getting to be an ordeal," Frank Baker complains. "You can't pass a traffic light without these damn black kids forcing their services on you." Frank is sitting at a red light behind the wheel of his big cream colored Lincoln, his wife June beside him. They're middle-age suburbanites on their way to Baltimore's Little Italy for dinner. Th...
This story is purely fictional and any names or places that might be familiar to anyone is only coincidental. *** My name is Dave and I once was married to the most wonderful woman I had ever known. Her name is Anna and we were a very happy couple fifteen years ago but over the years our relationship changed drastically and we are no longer together. I wil...
Note to the readers: This is the first story posted to lit. It actually goes way toward the end of the Cheryl series. (Think of it as being like Star Wars or something). Also note, this is the next logical chapter after the surprise visit and BEFORE the New Years Party. * The room was dark, but it started coming into focus as my eyes slowly fluttered ope...
Chapter 1: The Pleated Black Mini-Skirt The pleated black mini-skirt is perfect. The snug waistband accentuates Jaci's slim waist, from there it flows over her hips to just below mid-thigh ending two or three inches above her knees. As she turns to walk the few steps to the bar to retrieve a chocolate martini the pleated material swirls around her legs, dra...