I'm a wife-watcher. Pure and simple. Voyeur; peeper; ogler; call it what you will but I'm almost addicted. I think I've always been a wife-watcher. Even before I actually had a wife I would encourage my girlfriends to cheat on me simply so I could watch them get hot and nasty with other men. Occasionally it would work, but more often than not the lady in que...
Actually, I don't know what pissed me off the most, the fact that my asshole of a boss was fucking my wife, that half my coworkers were fucking my wife, or that my wife was doing all of this fucking without telling me about it. She knows that my favorite fantasy is to watch her with other men and for six months now she has been getting banged right and left...
It amazes me that so many men would take back some bitch after she dumped them to trade up and it didn't work out. In so many stories, writers have characters who will stay in bad marriages for years for their kids sake while their own lives suck. Just so you know: it's just a fucking story. * There is a saying that, "the road to hell is paved with good in...
I must thank those kind friends of mine who live over the other side of the pond for the help they gave me in writing this one. Especially the guys who came up with a method of getting hold of a gun over there. I have taken some artistic licence here with the date Literotica was set up and certain stories were posted on it. If you don't agree with such thing...
The air conditioner kicked off and the room was now completely silent except for her heavy breaths. They escaped her flushed and parted lips quickly and in rhythm with his thrusts inside of her. She supported herself on top of him, eyes clamped shut, sheets clenched in balls in her fists. He had a hand under each side of her fleshy ass and was holding her up...
David poured a scotch from the mini bar and sat down on the bed watching his wife carol finish her make up. He watched her glide the crimson lipstick across her full lips, her long blonde hair hanging straight down her slender back. That new dress cost him a fortune, shoulder strap fasteners with a low front, it couldn’t be worn with a bra, “spoil the look...
There comes a point in your life when I think we become too old to learn new things, at least that's the way it is for me. I'm beginning to think that maybe I'm getting too old to make new friends as well, because this last attempt didn't work out too well, as I think this story will explain. *** 1. The invitation. It started out as what I had assumed was...
My wife Amyre left for Ecuador to take part in an educators field trip up the Amazon where she'd help in the building of a classroom. It was a two week trip which was the longest period of time apart in our 25 year relationship. We both knew we'd miss each other. I knew she'd miss our emotional connection, but I also knew I would miss our physical relations...
“Yes…. yes…okay. No, I can’t…..you know I can’t!…..Oh, yes please. That would be wonderful……….eleven o’clock?…..Me too………..ER…NO, SORRY, I THINK YOU MUST HAVE THE WRONG NUMBER…. THAT’S ALL RIGHT. GOODBYE.” Linda O’Sullivan replaced the receiver quickly and glanced nervously over at her husband as he stood framed in the doorway. He was looking directly at he...
After Carl and Monica left, Jessica and I took it easy just relaxing and drinking. I went inside and blended up a pitcher of frozen daiquiris. Warm weather and cold drinks go great together. We were well on our way to a good buzz when Jessica said she was getting hungry. I went inside and called the pizza parlor. They said the pie would arrive in forty-five...