wives stories and histories

My gracious readers, this is a "grown people" story about a couple who have been battle tested and scarred by life but still find their way to build a life together. That reconstruction, was based on the understanding that "there always is so much good in the worst of us and so much bad in the best of us that it ill behooves any of us to find fault with the rest of us." My thanks to James Truslow Adams for his observation about us humans....

My wife Kelley and I own a shabby little vacation beach house that serves its purpose as a place to escape the daily grind when needed. We've had a lot of good times there together, but I always enjoy when she decides to go alone, too.
Last week she asked if I'd mind if she went to the beach for some alone time. Of course, we both know that her being 'alone' at the beach is code for 'exploring other sexual partners,' and yes, I fully encourage these trips knowing they keep our marriage very spicy, exciti...

Character List
Sarah - Main character
Brad - Sarah's Husband
Sue & Mark - Swingers
Paul - About 45 slim 5 ft 8 light brown hair jeans and a T shirt
July - About 40 Size 18 5ft 10 Mousey hair
Ruth & Ken - Party Guests
Chapter 1
Friday came around too soon.
Sue called me the same evening and confirmed that the host was happy to help two newbies into the lifestyle. I informed Brad that we were on for Friday night and he seemed pleased but a new feeling of nerves started within me....

This is my first story so please leave comments and suggestions.
I lay down as the sun is coming up, the third shift has been kicking my butt. I look at my wife of 4 years, I feel bad knowing that working nonstop all night every night is putting a strain on our relationship.
It's the same story every night it seems. I work all night get into bed kiss my wife gets up and goes about her day. We have only talked in passing around dinner right before I go back to work....

This is part of a multistory series. Each story is designed to work as a standalone, but is also told from the perspective of each of the main characters. With that in mind, they each have a slightly different feel to try and account for each character's feelings and personality. The woman's is the longest. The last to be uploaded will be the shortest, having cut out a lot of the timeframe that didn't really involve him anyways. That one also fills in some gaps that were intentionally left out from Lucy's s...

Most people have heard the song, Cats in the Cradle. Harry Chapin put it out in 1974, and despite the age of the song, it's recognized by many age groups. Much like Escape (the pina colada song by Rupert Holmes), it has made its way into numerous soundtracks over the years. While that was clearly one of Harry's most popular songs, Taxi was released in 1972, and it was about a taxi driver whose last fare of the night was an old flame from his youth. A relationship that eventually ended as they went to pursue...

My husband, Tom, is a corporate attorney and I'm still in law school planning on representing women in criminal cases. He's very good at his job and signs additional corporations in contracts to represent them in their legal issues and working contracts. He studies corporate needs and how to be the most effective with their administrators to be awarded these contracts....

From Part 1
A note.
A chill crawled up my spine. I bent down, fingers shaking as I picked it up. The paper was creased, hurriedly folded, the ink smudged. And the handwriting--
Melody's.
My throat went dry as I unfolded it, heart hammering.
____________________
If anything happens to me--I didn't run. I knew....

I'm Jim, 27. My wife, Jen, is also 27. We met through a friend when we were both 22. Jen and I dated for two years. She moved in together when we were 24 and we married a year later. We have no children but we've talked about having two.
Jen got her realtor's license after we graduated college and got a job at a local agency. Her company sells homes but also rents properties they manage. I work as the assistant manager at one of the local superstores of a large national retail chain. We are open twenty-f...

Authors Note: This is my first work here, so I'm more than happy to hear any feedback you all may have. I've been thinking about writing this for a long time, so honestly, I'm glad I finally put pen to paper. I hope you enjoy it!
Disclaimer: All characters are fictional, and similarities to real-world people/events are purely coincidental. Everyone involved is of legal consenting age....

Chapter One
"Fuck," Rebecca moaned as the head of her husband's cock hit the back wall of her pussy. "Harder," she begged as she grabbed the sheets of her bed.
Ash slapped his wife's right ass cheek before grabbing her hips and complying with her request. "As you wish," he said, thrusting more aggressively while trying to maintain the same tempo....

It was a hot July day. Laura and I had headed to a small touristy island by ferry in the large city we lived nearby. The island promised a scenic small town, nice restaurants but also Laura's present to me, a nude beach. I loved the idea of going nude. I had always wanted to try a nude beach. So, Laura had set up this day for me....

Chapter 2: The Vegas Gambit
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This is a work of fiction intended for adults (18+ only). All characters depicted are consenting adults, and all interactions are portrayed within the realm of fantasy. The Twink Scouts of America is a fictional entity, not affiliated with any real organization....

Sunday.
Ryan sat on his thrift-store couch, the morning light filtering through the grimy window, casting faint streaks across the trashed apartment. Empty beer cans littered the table, the Solo cup still lay tipped over, and the air hung heavy with the stale musk of last night's debauchery. He slumped forward, elbows on his knees, hands raking through his short brown hair, simmering in a bitter stew of guilt and jealousy. The clock ticked past 9:30 a. m., and his mind churned over the mess he'd made--Ca...

That holiday, we were able to escape with the family to the beach, to a typical small town on the Mediterranean coast that multiplies its population in summer. It was full of beach bars, restaurants, discos, and the new thing that year: the Happy Beach Club, whose advertising appeared in all the national women's magazines. I was not interested in it, among other things, because of the exorbitant prices of its services and drinks....

The weeks after the July party were some of the strangest in our marriage. Two days after the party Julie discovered that she enjoyed getting oral sex even more than she enjoyed giving it. For a solid week she had me eating her morning noon and night. She loved having her clit licked and sucked. Her demands were insatiable and often it would take 3 or even 4 orgasms before she was ready to fuck....

AI Chronicles 03A: Dawn of the Organoids

WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! This story contains elements of science fiction. If you find that too distracting to continue, please move on to the next story.
I know it has been some time since my last story. Those who follow me know that the last several months have been quite challenging for several reasons. Many thanks to those who have taken the time to reach out. I appreciate you all more than you know....

All characters engaging in sexual activities of any kind are 18 years of age or older.
Any spelling or grammar mistakes are of my own doing.
STORY BEGINS HERE.
As soon as I had heard that James' parents had passed away, I just knew that something was going to happen. His parents were good people and were in fairly good health for their age, which was the same as mine. A car accident had taken them too soon from our community. It's too bad that their son wasn't like them. Especially, after he went o...

Shake it off, Amy.
You trained with her for one hour.
Think about the big picture, Amy.
The gym felt lonely and sounded hollow without Hannah chatting to me, so I plugged into my favorite playlist and spun hard. Kayleigh's warm-up routine fared no better because, for no reason other than my competitive nature, I'd blasted ahead of the peloton and had nobody to talk to....

Michelle was speeding down the backroads on a warm Wednesday afternoon, she had just left the gym and her yoga pants were still damp from the afternoon's session with her yoga group. Her ample chest bounced around, barely constrained by her sports bra and thin, quarter zip blue sweatshirt. She was running late for this event and she hated being late....

No Sex...
There was a light on in the kitchen as I made my way inside my house. I watched my lover Brad pull away as I opened the door. I expected my husband to be asleep, but I could see Jack's shape in the kitchen. This all felt so wrong. I regretted letting my lover fill my pussy with his come right before dropping me off. Just another 'fuck you' from him to Jack. I didn't think Jack knew about Brad. I was an idiot....

I woke up the following morning. Daniel slept next to me. I awoke with sore and stiff muscles from the tiring day with Geoffrey. The guilt had been washed away after Daniel's affair with Rachel was exposed. It is as if the veil of blackness was gone from my heart and only an ethereal feeling of freedom lingers. I knew that I could not blame him then. I had to think, plan what I was going to do. The walls of our marriage had collapsed, and I had to decide if I wanted to rebuild them or begin on a new foundat...

Copyright ⓒ February 2025 By Vyasya, ALL Rights Reserved
This is a story about an email friend of mine. After he retired, he started thinking about his life and searched the internet to learn more about his peculiar fetishes. It was quite comforting to find that his fetishes were not as uncommon as he thought, as the plethora of cuckolding stories revealed. Some of my stories struck a chord, and hence he reached out to share his experiences....

The Agreement
Authors Note: Most of my works have been first drafts, hence their less than stellar qualities. Most have been based on real life, a couple on adaptations.
Now, I am setting out to write an actual story in full.
Don't know how it will turn out, as I only have the premise, but here goes....

Was I dreaming? It sounded like my mom was moaning down the hall. At first, I thought she was crying, or maybe just whimpering. But then, I noticed it was in time with bed squeaks.
Was she having sex? It sounded like a little more than that.
She was getting fucked - hard. Why was I dreaming about that, of all things? And if I wasn't dreaming, why was I actually hearing it?...

Hi all, apologies for taking so long. I write in the evenings after work but I'm under pressure on three new launches so I often get home brain dead wanting little more than food and bed. A well respected LW author told me that it's better to take time to get it right than to submit something that has been rushed. He also gave me some sage advice on some of the critical areas so thank you Henry, your ability dwarfs me....

The neon of the "The Flamingo" strip club cast a tawdry glow on the rain-damp sidewalk of downtown. Inside, the air was thick with the smell of stale beer and sweat, the thump of the music humming a stubborn rhythm through the walls. Mariaan danced on the stage, her body a fluid, commanding thing, in stark contrast to the grim harshness of her surroundings. The light colored her skin with warm hues, ethereal on stage. The men at the bar gazed longingly and detachedly, their eyes anesthetized by the promise ...

Based on our own experiences, this tale tells the story of how a very happily married, very vanilla couple found a male lover they could share.
Eighteen months earlier.
We had been out to watch one of our favourite bands, a band I know Sally quite fancies the lead singer of. A couple of drinks before and during, me gyrating against her arse as we watched on, pulling her in close, slipping my hands under her loose fitting top, grazing her tits when I thought I could get away with it....

Author's note: This is an entry for the Literotica April Fools Story Contest 2025. And yes, I know Loving Wives is a tough-marking category for a comp entry, but it is what it is ???? Thanks very much to the wonderful @NoTalentHack for taking the time to do a pre-read and making useful suggestions. All remaining errors and issues are mine alone....

A Work Of Fiction.
Chapter 8 - Tagged
Terri :
With just another 4 days to go until I have to work again, I succumb to messaging Martika, my Madame. God, I've said I 'have to' go to work, in reality I don't have to, of course. But that's just how it is; It's a need, a wanting. Tom gets it.
Well, I haven't told him yet, but he said that he'd be ok with any decision that I make....