Usha's Story Chapter 2 - Cider Club Usha expanded on her earlier description of the honeymoon to her best friend Ruth Archer, but this time included what had transpired in the bedroom during the holiday. Ruth looked stunned. "Well, don't look at me so disapprovingly," Usha said to Ruth, "you have hardly been faithful." "I'm not judging you - it's jus...
Seeing a tear run down his wife's cheek Jeff raised his hand to her face. His pointer finger ran up her face taking the little drop upon the tip of his finger. Before licking off the tear from his finger he asked, "what's wrong baby?" Jeff often took her wiped off tears into his mouth as it was his way to say he wanted to shoulder some of her pain. "I am cr...
I appreciate all the great comments on my story "Making My New Wife a Slut." After that October, Vicki was willing to fuck anyone I asked her to. Understand, however, that we didn't do this every day or even every week. But over the next three months I watched her fuck four different guys, including two guys who tag teamed her after a New Year's Eve party. B...
Mary and Her Lovers – Part VI Cars and Cards It was Friday night and my wife and I sat together cuddled on the couch watching a rom-com. I was interested in the more popular of the genre; I am not embarrassed to say. They were cool, albeit 'real life' never happens that way. As we lay there, watching the movie Mary began to fondle my arm, lightly. "You kno...
Entraitenne's face held a look somewhere between disgust and indignation as he stared at Augustine's broken and bloody body. It was beginning to bloat and a dark cloud of flies hung around it, attracted by the smell of decaying flesh. In a few more days the flies would be replaced by maggots feeding on the former Emperor's corrupted flesh. Augustine's wasn't...
(Author's note: this is dedicated to my brother and sister Literotica writers and all the readers who've shared their thoughts on my stories in comments and via email. Well, maybe not all the commenters...) *** The couple struggled through the tangled forest of oak and hickory, stumbling and slipping in the thin soil that covered the crumbling, naturally...
At the direction of the host, each of us white males made his way to kneel in front of the woman he had brought to the party facing away from her naked form. As I walked down the line of stark-naked, splayed and open white women, I made sure to leer, at least quickly, at their opened thighs and to appreciate the beauty we had brought to sacrifice at the alta...
Note: This story is the seventy-second episode in a series entitled "Sandra and Stevie". If you have not read the previous seventy-one episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I stro...
Erotic Adventures of Sexy British Super-Spy Jane Bond The next morning, British spy Jane Bond awakened to find a soft beam of the morning's first glimmer of sunlight gently streaming through her hotel room window, and her new lover, Wendy Warmcox, lying with her beautiful backside facing Jane. Jane propped herself up in a half-sitting, half-lying position,...
If anyone would like to help me edit my stories please let me know. Thanks. * OK! OK! Look I'm not paranoid. I don't carry a gun. No, I don't think there are big headed little green predator men who take us up into the sky and experiment on us for weeks before bring us home again. I also don't think there are villains behind every door who are predators ou...