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Final Chapter: Fantasy Reversed
Story so far (Recap) (Sunita and Amit arrived in Andaman to get a relief from their daily busy life. But beneath the picturesque splendor, tensions simmer. Amit's casual contempt begins to appear, notably when he quips to Shiva, their local driver that Sunita is not his wife bu a "high-end call girl." Sunita overhears the statement, her heart shattering. Instead of confronting him immediately, she decides to play along--turning the tables with grace, mystery, and subtle se...

No condoms. All characters over 18. The family that loves together stays together. Pregnancy is beautiful. Having a child is the epitome of love with family, spouse or even a stranger.
Chapter 1
Poornima, 35, 38-36-40. 55kg my wife of 5 years and I were in bed making love. Her legs were spread, her petticoat was up and her pubic thatch of hair was there for me to love. I was pounding her and she was saying "chodo... Naveen mujhe chodo... zor se chodo... mujhe ek aur bacha hona... OOOOH... OOOH... AAAA...

Mandy didn't get home until after midnight. She'd texted Bob as she left Ray's apartment to say she would be late but there was no need to wait up; she knew her husband had an early start the next day and he really needed to get to sleep.
The journey home had seemed endless and it gave her ample time to reflect on her behaviour and the risks she'd taken with her marriage. She knew it was stupid but she also knew she wanted to do it again. Sex with Bob was great, he was a considerate lover who always made...

My wife was gorgeous. She worked hard to keep her body trim and in shape, and at almost 40 looked better than a woman 10 years younger than her. Every time we went out, I could see men staring at her firm ass filling out her jeans or leggings. And now she wasn't just out getting looks, she was out looking for a man to bring home. And I wouldn't get to have her again until she found one. I didn't know who she would bring home, or what he would look like, but I was waiting in nervous anticipation for the day ...

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This is a work of fiction. While some places and events may be inspired by real-world locations and happenings, the characters and plot are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or even places or businesses is purely coincidental.
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It was five o'clock and I was sitting at the kitchen table enjoying a beer and waiting for Sandy....

It was 1990, I was 36 years old and I'd been driving a cab for a whole three weeks. I was doing a lot of hours and learning fast but I still had a lot to learn.
It had been a really busy saturday night and my cash bag was bulging, the pubs at the top of town were all closed and the only nightclub in town was emptying fast. My last job had gone about twenty miles and, if I'd had a little more experience, I would have headed home right after I'd dropped them off but I was greedy and inexperienced and heade...

Have you heard of delayed ejaculation? We all know what premature ejaculation is but there is the opposite. Some men, and I am one of them, have delayed ejaculation. That means you last forever and can pump for an hour before you cum. Sounds exciting but trust me it isn't. Most women and stories talk about a guy who can last but after you are pumping for ten or so minutes and your woman has orgasmed she does not want you there for another forty minutes pumping away. I have heard "it's getting sore" so many ...

NOTE TO READER: This is a made up story written from a husband's point of view. It's about a straight, loving, married couple that get off on the wife sharing, or "Hotwife" role play fantasy. It does not contain cuckolding, humiliation, or guy-on-guy scenarios. If you are not into the hotwife scenario, then choose another story. There's no need to leave disgruntled comments....

Chapter 72- Good bye Wellington. First day of our trip back.
I woke up after having a good sleep, no let me rephrase that, I had a very good sleep. After cumming on Little Yana and Vicky's faces and in Yana's mouth, plus the three subsequent blowjobs from Yana overnight. Plus the times I had cum with Angelina. I don't think I had any cum left. Also it made me sleepy....

About ten years ago I discovered I was drawn toward stories about cheating wives and husbands who are into their wives sleeping with other men. The more extreme versions of cuckold porn did nothing for me -- no shade on anyone who's into that -- but the thought of my gorgeous wife Laurel "branching out" always gets me going....

Copyright © 2024 Literary Ranger
Sometimes you have to step up for a friend when they are not around to serve Justice, and sometimes others have to step up for you as well.
I was not in the best of moods as I'm not a sales guy, but Chet was sick and couldn't make it to the regional sales conference in Denver, so I was told to go. Not even sure why I was tasked, as I am the Director of Training and Safety for our company. We sold mine safety and exploration equipment, and the Colorado School of Mines w...

A Tale of Wife Sharing
Every wedding anniversary was surprisingly the same -- or equally surprising: an elegant cruise, a camping trip in the mountains, an unprecedented trip abroad, a diving course, a balloon ride or anything else that Eugene -- the couple's romantic pillar -- prepared for months to please Monica, a beautiful forty-something who (after many years of hard work) had become a stay at home mom. Naturally, the programming was subject to the economic fluctuations of the pair and therefore var...

Cooking With... A$$


Twice-baked lyin' wife

We're running out of places for these wives to scurry off to for prolonged periods of time. Being in the food business, this idea came to me... with a little twist.
Relax; it's just a story, people.
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The driveway lights clicked on as they pulled in.
Rachel wiped the corner of her mouth with her thumb, casual as could be, like she hadn't just swallowed every drop Nate had given her.
His knuckles were still white on the steering wheel. His breath, uneven.
She smiled. "Park wherever. Dave's right behind us."...

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This is a work of fiction. While some places and events may be inspired by real-world locations and happenings, the characters and plot are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, and even places or businesses is purely coincidental.
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Sandy stood by the dresser, naked, flipping through the clothes she'd laid out the night before. I leaned back against the headboard, the sheet loose around my waist, just watching her, completely transfixed....

My husband and I have been together for a while and have known each other since we were kids. We have had a lot of good sex, but at sixty years old, I have lost interest. My husband has a very high drive and would initiate sex with me two or three times a day if I would let him. Two or three times a year is more than I want. I think he may have found someone else to satiate his desires....

Thomas didn't really know his first wife. Mistakes were made and Karma never forgets.
This is a work of fiction.
All sex is between consenting adults.
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Janet Ledford was a pretty 21-year-old girl when I first met her back in 1974. She was 5'8" tall and had brown eyes and hair. She wore her hair straight and it fell to her breasts. In spite of being a little overweight, she liked to dress provocatively. She often wore band aids in stead of her 36C bra. Mini skirts were popular back then...

As I got out of bed the next day, I didn't feel as bad as I thought I would for the amount of drinks that I consumed.
A little fuzzy headed and a dry mouth but all in all I felt pretty good.
I went to the bathroom to start my morning with a quick pee; a shower and brushing my teeth.
When I looked in the toilet after peeing, I noticed I still had some remnants of the previous night's encounter....

British English language and spelling. In some stories the processes or facts may be incorrect, it's only a story and in my world that's how it happened. A warning to those who steal stories to use on YouTube channels, I am watching and will hit you with a copyright claim. This story is a repost from when I was on here under a different username....

"It was a mistake," you said. But the cruel thing was, it felt like the mistake was mine, for trusting you." David Levithan
Nothing new here, just a story that's been rolling around in my head. As always, this is pure fiction and any fictitious sex, is with consenting fictitious adults.
Detective Lieutenant Mike Simmons sat silently in room 419 of the downtown Hilton in Memphis, Tennessee watching the two naked lovers peacefully sleeping, their limbs intertwined together. It was 3:30 in the morning on...

This is the story of a husband's desire to see his wife getting fucked by another man. After years of fantasising, things hot up rapidly after she meets a young admirer at an evening class.
The story includes wife sharing content, so if that's not your thing, just skip it and read something that floats your boat instead....

Shortly after Garth left for work, I crossed the street to Emily's for morning coffee, gossip update.
Emily poured me a coffee as I took a seat at her kitchen table.
"Jerome came home very late again, needing a shower, stinking of sex, beer and her cheap perfume."
"I'm so sorry for you, Emily." I was reading the list of divorce demands that she composed for her lawyer....

"The best laid plans of mice and men oft go awry." (Robert Burns)
This is the story of Patrick Murphy, who found his soul mate and planned to live happily ever after.
This is also about Margaret Murphy, who grew angry and bitter when she lost the man she loved to his work, and who planned revenge and a life of wealth and luxury....

"That young dark haired girl with the blonde guy."
"OK, looks like a good choice, good luck babe."
"Excuse me, sorry to intrude but my husband and I can't get a table, er... could we share your table, just for dinner then we will leave you to your night?"
"Sure, we would like the company, I'm Jim this is my wife Tina. We're celebrating our second wedding anniversary, tonight just us, but the family one is next Saturday night."...

Previously in Chapter  1 
Tanvi and Shaurya's married life in Seattle appears calm, intimate, and fulfilling. But beneath the surface, Tanvi is unraveling--haunted by a restless ache she can't ignore. Her growing fascination with Reid, a quietly commanding coworker, stirs dangerous cravings that Shaurya's love and passion can't fully satisfy. Despite her guilt, Tanvi's fantasies deepen, her body betraying her loyalties--and by the end, one truth becomes clear: the hunger inside her isn't fading. It's onl...

Ever since my first MFM with my husband and his good friend Ken that joined us to make it a threesome that we wrote about, Ken has visited us a couple more times to do it again as well as a couple of one on ones with me.
A couple of days ago he stopped by and invited us over to his house for a cookout and that he wanted us to meet the woman that he had been going out with the past few weeks. We were happy for him that he was dating someone in a long term relationship so we accepted his invitation....

Spring Stretching Long
The air smelled different now. Not winter's silence nor summer's chatter - but the gentle hum of spring, full of quiet promises. On the edge of a quiet, tree-lined neighborhood stood the athletic field, humming with life in the evenings. Joggers rounded the track in soft, rhythmic thuds. Sneakers squeaked on the basketball courts. The lights bathed everything in a cool, forgiving glow....

This is Part 3 and final chapter of Story # 46 of my series about my post-marital sexual journey. It is a sequel to Story #43 ("Oh Canada"). Reading Oh Canada as well as Parts 1 and 2 of this sequel will help you better understand this part.
Not everyone likes me or my stories. That's OK. My writing style, and my sexual style, isn't everyone's cup of tea. But it's who I am so take it or leave it....

Just something I hope you enjoy. No explicit anything.
A Walk in the Park
Dave was cutting the front lawn of his small starter home. It wasn't a chore as he took pride in his home, and heck, most guys his age didn't have a starter house. Dave had earned this house through hard work and diligence. Though he appreciated both hard work and its rewards, Dave didn't work hard just to feel proud of himself; he had a wonderful wife and wanted to work hard for her and their future kids. It meant the world to ...

The next day I showed up at work and walked through the front door. There was Ashly chatting with Susie at the front desk. She was wearing another little skirt and when she saw me, she shifted onto her right leg letting her ass pop and it wiggled ever so slightly. I had no idea what she had told Susie, and I really didn't care. From the lack of concern in Susie's expression I was guessing that she hadn't told her too much....