wives stories and histories

The Company Slut
This is a well trodden plot of a wife helping her husband win promotion. This is my take on it. For all those angry keyboard warriors, please do not waste your time reading this is if the content about a promiscuous wife makes your blood boil. I write for fun only and all plots are fictional. I am still new to this and am very critical of my own work so feedback is always welcome....

CHAPTER 11. AFTERMATH.
A SHOULDER TO CRY ON. (KATIE'S VOICE)
"You're not a psychologist. Don't try to do too much. Just be there for him, and don't fall apart."
I repeated it to myself over and over again during the drive. But when I got there, I fell apart before Mom even opened the door. She held me and let me cry. It's always been like that between us. Mom has always made time for our tears....

(Author's note: No characters under 18. All Rights reserved.)


My Love

James Sampleton
My love is a very special lady. I met Karen when I was a sophomore in college. Even then she was very popular. It was hard to have dates with any continuity until I started making multiple dates. This tactic had the additional benefit of making her less available to her other suitors and by my junior year, her sophomore year, we were a couple....

Becoming His Slut Wife 4
TUESDAY
We both woke at 8am on Tuesday morning to the sound of thunder rumbling through the air and rain hitting the roof of our cabana. I laid fully on top of Jack, wanting to be as close to him as possible.
"Good morning my love. Are you happy?"
"Well it is early but with you on top of me is a good start to making it a happy day."...

Bit of a change of pace, a different slant on the cheating/breakup story. Hope you enjoy
When I got divorced, I moved out and looked for a place to stay. Because I traveled a lot for my job, I decided to look for a room to rent, rather than an apartment. I had no furniture and it was less to clean. I found a room with an en-suite bathroom in a beach community in Orange County, California. The owners were divorcing, too, the wife was keeping the house, and renting out a room to help with the mortgage. The...

The Singapore Affair.
As she packed her bags for her trip for a conference in Singapore, Anita looked at her daughter of 10 watch her with sad eyes.
"Don't worry dear, Mummy will be away for just a week, and Grandma will take good care of you" she assured her little one and drew her into a reassuring hug....

WARNING: If you don't like stories where the cheater gets away with it or gets forgiven for it, this story and many others in my catalog are not for you. Unless otherwise labeled, my stories are FICTION no marriage has been endangered to create this story. This is not our universe though it has similarities. STD's are not an issue in this universe, unless they feature in the story line. I don't care if you think every infidelity should end in divorce, or you would divorce, or if you think she is a slut. You...

WARNING: If you don't like stories where the cheater gets away with it or gets forgiven for it, many in my catalog are not for you. Unless otherwise labeled, my stories are FICTION no marriage has been endangered to create this story. This is not our universe though it has similarities. STD's are not an issue in this universe, unless they feature in the story line. I don't care if you think every infidelity should end in divorce, or you would divorce or you think she is a slut. Your morals are not a part of...

I have to thank my wife, Julie, for helping me write this. Also for filling in details I did not know before. This is her story and I am happy to be able to share it.
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I am Julie, my husband, Brian already posted his version of what happened back then. You should read my husband's story before reading mine since I will fill in rather than try to tell the whole story. However, I admit I am somewhat plain with small breasts and that makes me shy....

Where She Went
Part I
With the week Sandra had been having with work and her family, Ryan was thankful Friday was finally here. The entire drive back from the store, he couldn't help but think that he had not seen his wife this stressed about work before. It worried him. For the three years they had been married, Ryan and Sandra had been very fortunate. They had jobs they loved, loved each other, and they were lucky enough to have a great deal of free time together because of their complimentary sched...

Honey, How Much Do You Love Me 2
By Buster2U
This is an original story by Buster2U for publication on The Literotica Website only.
Anyone engaging in sex in this story is at least 18 years old. And in my Typical Fashion, it most certainly will be OTT. I hope you enjoy this story enough to forget your life's troubles for a few minutes, which is pretty much my only goal here....

Travel improves the mind and lots of other things too!
We had been married about five years, when we decided on a two-centre holiday in Kenya, the first week on Photo Safari and the second week at a beach resort on the Indian Ocean.
The first week was a fabulous adventure through the game parks, a different park each day, and overnights in very nice lodges between visits....

The bedroom was warm, candlelit, her perfume still clinging to the sheets. She stood at the edge of the bed, one hand resting lightly on her thigh, the other holding a single condom between her fingers like a silk ribbon she was about to wrap around a gift. You.
She watched him. Towel open, cock half-hard, heavy and promising. Already leaking a little at the tip -- her favourite kind of invitation....

Desperation Payments
Chapter Four, Ending One
is the conventional ending or what I think would happen in real life. Probably the most boring ending.
Sunday morning rose through the windows of the honeymoon suite. Sarah, watching TV wearing nothing but thigh high stockings, finished her cake and coffee. She decided that it was time to go....

"Evening mate." Jay had opened the door on another Friday night visit to him and Kasey. It was the third time I'd been invited round to watch Friday Night football since Cuckingjay Ch 3, over a few months now, and the previous two had been very similar to the first. We'd watched the footy with a few beers, and then Kasey had come downstairs, dressed in lingerie, and I'd had sex with her while her husband watched and masturbated....

I am totally obsessed with watching other men fuck my wife no matter who they are. That sounds crazy but it makes me love her even more. I like to create the environments in which she winds up getting fucked.
This past Memorial Day weekend we were drinking at a local bar with friends. We definitely went a little too hard with shots and beer. By the end of the night Jennifer could barely stand by herself. I was feeling no pain either. Right at closing time it started to rain and it was a long walk back to...

Two months after Grace helped David Young find a job, she received a call from him. To express his gratitude for her assistance, David invited Grace to dinner.
Since Grace's husband was on a business trip and would not return for another two weeks, she had more free time in the evenings. She accepted his invitation and kindly suggested that he also invite Peter and Paul to join them....

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....

This is a story of Ben, a 22-year-old man. Not very experienced when it came to sex. But the younger ladies seem to enjoy how he performed, including his girlfriend, who was a virgin at 22 when they met.
He wasn't what anybody would call sexy. He was 5ft 10in, 120 lbs, soaking wet. At 22, he was getting carded? Now, mind you, it's the early 1980s. Laws were more lax. And people younger than him were buying alcohol without showing an ID....

CHAPTER 10. THE SEVENTH DAY.
I was taught in catechism that God created the world in six days, and he rested on the seventh. I was also told God is good. Well, I was also always told I am bad. Right now, I tend to believe them. They were right about me all along. I'm bad, I'm trouble. I'm too much. I wish they had also warned me I would grow up to be a wretched fucking whore. A heads up would have been helpful....

HOUSE RULES
All characters are 18+ snd this story is a work of fiction.


Chapter 1: My House, My Rules
I married Vanessa knowing full well what she was -- a blonde bombshell with fake tits, a surgically tuned waist, and a deep desire to be owned. Thirty-eight, tan, and high-maintenance in all the ways that made her addicting....

The house was quiet. Late afternoon sun poured through the bedroom blinds, casting soft stripes of light across the unmade bed. She stood in her dressing gown, warm from a shower, her skin lightly scented with jasmine and something just... her.
She opened the cupboard above the sink, her hand moving unhurriedly. She already knew exactly where it was: the small, pale-blue case holding her diaphragm. It had been tucked away for a while--used sparingly now--but tonight, she wanted it. Needed it....

The Headhunter
Chapter 3
Whose Side Is Barb On?
That evening, after interviewing with Randolph, Barb came whirling into her and Jack's kitchen. It seemed the back door had opened to allow her access then closed behind her of its own volition. She tossed her purse in a chair by the wall with more force than wise, while calling for her husband, "Jack! Where are you? I'm calling a family conference."...

My cell phone rings as I'm slugging along in traffic one morning driving into work. It's Leslie from work. She's the admin who runs the office. She's never called me in the morning. In fact she's on flex-time and doesn't get in until 10. This is probably an accidental butt-dial, and I'm going to hear "Good Morning America" in the background....

Peter and Paul also took a short break at the same time, exchanging a glance. They wondered what stroke of luck had brought them such unexpected romantic fortune today, and simultaneously, satisfied smiles appeared on their faces.
They rested for a while, and saw the naked sleeping beauty still beside them. They would not miss the opportunity, so they reached out again and touched Grace's beautiful body....

Three days and my house no longer felt like home. Everything in it felt foreign even though it was all the same. Not a single thing had changed since leaving. But when I walked inside... it smelled different. Stale. Like when you've been gone on vacation and when you get back, there's just a stagnant feel to the air. A settling of dust. The feeling of abandonment....

PROLOGUE
To get more out of Part 2, it's a good idea to read Part 1 first. There is a lot of backstory that, for the sake of brevity so to spare the reader, I won't repeat in this Part.
This is Helen's account of her date with her former friend-with-benefits Greg, compiled from our many intimate discussions....

Amy's Sex-Positive Night

We had been out for drinks after work, but left early and were on the way home when I saw a guy standing by his car, forlorn. I slowed down and went past slowly. He looked up in hope that someone would stop. I stopped about fifty metres past his car, and reversed back slowly. Amy wound down her window when I stopped. He put his hands on the roof and looked in....

By PostSript56
Whenever I see a good-looking woman, I can't help striking up a conversation. I've always been like that and over the years I've gotten very good at it.
After a quick flirt, I'll engage her with questions that raise other possibilities. Nothing new about that, but it's not always easy when it comes down to it. By the third or fourth foray it's not unusual for the woman to lose interest. I'm good at keeping their interest....

The confession that features in this story is told almost exactly as it happened, from a time before my wife and I were married. The beach scene happened soon after. For sure I will be elaborating on the original events... it is, after all, a story for literotica and the main directive has to be to make it erotic. The result is very much a Loving Wives story, so read on if that sounds interesting to you....