This story fits in the 'Loving Wives', 'Cross-dressing', 'Interracial Love', 'Erotic Couplings', 'Gay Male', 'Mature', and 'Romance' Categories and possibly others as well. My name is John Murphy and the most influential person in my whole life was my aunt Jane. Actually she was not related to me. She was my mother's best friend. My father was a Naval Off...
Dear Reader, this is a very long one, I always go on too long I know. This one got away from me. This is my first LW story so be gentle with me. This isn't really a BTB story it is more of a lost opportunities story. There isn't a lot of sex in this one, just a couple scenes that were germane to the story. I was trying to paint the picture of the pain and lo...
I'm back, dear readers! Been writing up a storm over the holiday break; I did manage to churn out a few chapters of the sequel to my King Arthur story, as well as this little number. I've cooked up this short romance for Literotica's 2018 Valentine's Day contest. As you can tell by the title, it has a gaming theme, specifically Pokémon, a game that I'm reall...
The harsh white light of the interrogator's lamp dug into my eyes. As someone who spent most of his life hunched over a laptop screen -- ergonomics sounded like a problem for future Abby -- it wasn't quite as discomforting as the racist pukes from whatever government salad had decided to boot in the front door of my parent's house, throw around a bunch of of...
(Author's note: It seems funny to say that I'm "dating" an older man. When you're in your forties and your lover passes sixty, you would think there was some more adult word for it besides "dating". Dating is for teenagers and twenty-something's that think they know everything, but actually know almost nothing. Whatever you call Donald's and my relationship,...
The source material's been done to death, of course. A few have even taken it in the direction this story goes. But none have been terribly faithful to the original, and commercial considerations prevented them from following things to their logical conclusion. My Pleasures Were (To Say The Least) Undignified by Optimizer I've finished preparing the next...
I was bereft. Meg, my wife of 24 years, had died of cancer. At age 45, I found myself a widower. For weeks after the funeral I would come home from work and rattle around inside the big empty house and cry and feel sorry for myself. The kids would call once or twice a week, but they were grown and moved away and had their own lives. Their occasional calls st...
"Come on girls. We need to get going," she told her four-year old twins. As they walked outside, she saw her neighbor and said good morning. "Oh, hi, Dawn!" a woman a few years older than her said in return. "Look at those pretty girls!" "Say thank you," Dawn told her daughters. "Thank you!" they called out in unison. "You're so welcome. Have a nice day...
Author's Notes: This story is based on true events. I have changed some situations around for a better flow and changed all the names to protect those involved, but that's it. Thanks to those who helped make this a much better read. You know who you are. All participants are 18 or above. ***** "Uni will be rough," my former English teacher had cautioned...
This story is the property of the writer Kalimaxos. I push boundaries and question everything and everyone. All my characters are flawed and have to deal with their own failings. Some rise above their failings, while others do not. Like real life. It's often a shitshow. _____________________________________________________________________ I take the p...