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My Chastity Story Pt. 01

by Digger66 on Oct 3, 2018
Fetish

[Massive re-write of this story. Good feedback. I flushed out the character's motivations.] * It all started because I jerk off too much. Every night, I would retreat to the basement after my wife, Kate, would go to bed early. Both of us are in our mid-forties. I often asked for sex, but my wife complained that I was never any good at it. She always said t...

A Wife Awoken Ch. 01

by dirty_geezer on Sep 18, 2017
Loving Wives

We are an English couple, who have been married for nearly ten years, living and working in a fairly typical English city. While the early days of our relationship was filled with hot hungry fucking, things have tamed down over the years, much to my disappointment, but oh well, I guess that's what happens over time. At least the love and friendship is still...

All Our Fantasies

by rigidtotem on Sep 14, 2017
Loving Wives

My wife and I have a great relationship. We talk, our sex life is great. Heck I smell like sex right now. Anyway, she knows that I go on-line looking for porn. We own a vibrator, we sometimes get the pay per view porn on TV. We are really open about it all. Anyway, what she doesn't know is that I think I have a problem. I think I'm addicted to on-line porn....

Confessions of a Rust Belt Swinger

by QuazarMachismo on Sep 15, 2017
Novels and Novellas

NOTE: This is the start of a book that I wrote of our (mostly) true adventures in swinging. I hope you find at least some of our adventures humorous. Prologue: Before We Get Started, Please Buckle Up! So. This is the beginning. Of the book. About swinging. No not the jazz dancing kind of swinging. The other kind of swinging. You know. The kin...

Confessions along the Internet Ch. 02

by Darkforeboding on Nov 25, 2017
Novels and Novellas

The Happy Mysogynist From a conversation on Prodigy Internet Chat from around 1998. For years I sat day after day on a chat line looking for personal stories. I started opening my own room, since the program let me, named something like "Tell me sex stories," or sometimes "True sex confessions." Wild women would tell me something viciously naughty, I hoped...

My Submissions

by grizzley123 on Apr 10, 2019
Fetish

I write stories that are fantasy and some of you might not like the themes, that is fine. Read the story and feel free to comment. Good, bad and even berating comments are appreciated. For those that like the theme and the story I hope you enjoyed yourself reading it. This story is a side story to my other stories. There is no full need to read those but ju...

Helen & Me

by hulbert197 on Sep 14, 2017
Loving Wives

I really never dreamt when I met my wife to be at university that she would fulfill my dream of forcing me to become a wife-watching wimp. I have always been a natural submissive and spent most of my life engrossed in pornography. Even at university I very rarely socialised, spending my free time wanking off over 'female domination', 'big tit' and 'big ass'...

Coupling Coworkers Ch. 05

by thick7in1972 on Sep 19, 2017
Group Sex

I want to thank everyone for his or her comments about the stories I have written for Literotica. They have really helped me develop my stories better, especially now that I am writing about my real life experiences. The other stories were either pure fantasy or symbolic of a sexual encounter I had, and served to help me develop my erotic writing skills, whi...

Let Me Fuck

by Yogakay on Sep 12, 2017
Loving Wives

It wasn't that she didn't love her husband; that was indisputable. Married at eighteen, the petite red head had kept her vows. Even when she hadn't always wanted. Slight stirrings of desire crept lazily through Virginia as she thought of the story she had read. Bored one night while her husband worked and the kids slept, she had logged on to an erotic storie...

Not Tonight Dear...

by Brian G Ross on Sep 14, 2017
Humor & Satire

Not Tonight Dear, I Have Writer’s Block Bob Locke was a writer, or so he told himself. In his spare time he taught English to a bunch of kids who weren’t in the least bit offended by double negatives, dropping ‘g’s, or splitting their infinitives. He couldn’t believe the kids he was teaching were going to be running his planet in a few years. He lay in bed...