As soon as I saw her again, it was as though the last year had never existed. All the old feelings immediately came flooding back. Up to that point it had been a fairly normal Saturday afternoon; a few drinks and a game of pool in a local bar followed by the weekly dreaded tour of the supermarket buying any convenience foods that happened to be packed for si...
The next morning Martha awakened at 8 AM, Hal was already outside continuing with the repairs around the house, He is feeling better, but still couldn't work full time at his regular occupation as the doctors won't release him. The Doctor telling him on his last visit, "You may not be able to return to your construction occupation ever, as it is too strenu...
It was late spring so the days were starting to get nice and warm but the evenings were still in the low 40's. My wife Tricia had been bugging me to take her and our three kids camping ever since the weather started to get nice. Our three kids, two boys and one girl were ages 7, 9 and 11. Kyle and Andrew were 7 and 9 and our daughter Kasey was 11. At 34 my...
Dear Readers, This is an experimental attempt to write a story in the Loving Wives category. I know it doesn't teem with originality but I think there are interesting twists in it. I wanted to portray a husband who isn't a whining wimp when he discovers his wife's infidelity. He is sure of himself and acts accordingly. Please let me know what you think abou...
The gendarme's gave the impression they were used to this kind of shenanigans. One of them indicated we should all get dressed immediately. I fumbled about for my clothes, but couldn't find my boxer shorts - so I simply put my trousers over the silk stockings and Jo's panties I was wearing that were now filled with Pascal's cum. Jo rolled her skirt down, P...
Hello. My name is Barnaby Crockett. Some of you know me from my stories on LIT. For those of you that do, consider this as a DVD-style “Behind the Scenes” companion to my writing. For those that haven’t yet read my work, I hope you’ll want to give it a try after reading this crass infomercial. It’s a cliché but it’s also true. Your stories are like children...
There is no sex in this story, sorry. This is a repost of an older story so there will be no voting. * The chick flick, my wife Cathy and I were watching the last two hours, was finally over. I had too many beers but she seemed to appreciate it when I sat with her. "I just don't understand it, John. How could a husband be so hard headed that he couldn't...
A True Story The Sadist gains pleasure from inflicting pain & humiliation. Sexually speaking, it is not a pain that damages or truly harms another. That would be an extreme perversion of the Sadistic. Nevertheless, the Sexual Sadist enjoys extreme pleasure in the mastering and domination of another. The Masochist finds pleasure in receiving pain and humi...
Hello readers. I'm returning to characters I haven't written about for quite some time. I sincerely hope you enjoy this new chapter in their lives. Please read "Best Friends for Life" and "Best Friends for Life: Anniversary Present" before you read this. ~~ BrettJ * Her husband Alex's car had barely pulled out of the driveway when Michelle Adams' phone ra...
Someone once told Jim that a person could get addicted to pornography, and that starting small with "erotic materials" would surely lead to a need for more and more hardcore material until the person could no longer be satisfied by straight, simple sex with his or her partner. It was like marijuana, the "gateway" drug, they said, once you started with that,...