wives stories and histories

A fictional coming of age into early adulthood story. All implied sexual references are intentionally limited to consenting adults at or beyond the age of 18.
"Withholding information to obscure the truth is the same thing as telling a lie."
Craig's story, from before present day
There is a first time for everything. First car. First date. First job. Well, at least today isn't my first day on this job. I find myself covered in sunscreen, under an umbrella that really isn't blocking much sun. It can...

AI Chronicles 03D: Dawn of the Organoids, Pt. 4

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. You have been warned...
Artificial Intelligence, or AI, as it is commonly called, seems to be everywhere. And it's not just used in creating images, videos, and blog posts. I recently saw several articles about people who have gone so far as to establish relationships with AI characters out of lon...

A cockroach called "Nick."
My wife and her friends have a cockroach in the office.
The usual disclaimers, I do not write cuck stories, I do not write about Hotwives. Generally speaking I write intervention stories.
I generally do not write stories that involve wives being burned at the stake. If you want to read about those types of characters its time to move on to other stories....

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....

Corey lay on the couch in the dark in Ted's penthouse suite, pondering his existence. Watching Ted seduce his previously faithful and prudish wife was the culmination of decades of fantasies. Seeing Anna blissfully sucking and fucking Ted's huge cock to multiple orgasms turned Corey's world upside-down. It was painful to watch, yet at the same time it was the most intense excitement of his life. He had never endured such humiliation, nor enjoyed such thrills....

This wasn't going to be easy.
We agreed--if we were going to make this crazy idea of an open marriage work, we needed rules. Boundaries. Structure. But talking about boundaries with Betty had a way of spiraling into something else entirely. Every conversation about what she could or couldn't do with other men inevitably ended with her straddling me, whispering fantasies in my ear, and fucking me like she was daring me to say no....

RECAP - We first met Holly in the story "Holly Pays A Debt." This story happens about a year later.
I was relaxing in my suite at the Bellagio when the bartender called up to tell me that someone had asked for me by name. I asked who it was and he told me that is was some lady named Holly who claimed to know me....

Thanks again to alphabetacajun for editing.
Disclaimer: All characters are 18+. This is a work of fiction. Any similarities to persons living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
Summary to date:
Callie and Dan had married on New Year's Eve last year, and they had moved from Boston to Nashville less than two months later for Dan's job. Their next-door neighbor, James, had quickly become a friend to both of them. With Callie not working she had become closer to James than Dan, and over ...

As they entered the living room Tina tried to pull Jim in for a big hug. Jim straight armed her and walked to the kitchen and put on the coffee machine.
"Jim honey, I'm back let's go to bed and make love, then we'll shower get dressed and go on our Friday night date night." Tina said.
"Not going to happen, we have a lot to talk about, your time with Mal, you saying you look good together, if you did get together and your time with that woman, Carol, and what else you got up to on that trip." Jim said ...

Chapter 9
Another boundary crossed.
A mostly true story.
Kristen propped herself up on her elbows and watched as the stream of cum flew through the air to land in Jamie's hair. Another wad flew in and landed on Jamie's right cheek and Kristen's shaven mons. It began running down her face. Jamie continued to eat Kristen's smooth pussy and run her hands up and down Kristen's thighs....

Hate Me, Hate You


And hate me hating you

There are so many of these stories on LIT. I was reading yet another in which the jilted husband starts drinking too much and moves his money around, although there is no later mention of the cheating wife finding out. The dude moves to the spare bedroom in defiance of his wife's telling him she is spending the night with some other man, blah, blah, blah......

The most bizarre six weeks of my life took place last August and September. First, some backstory. My name is Jerry and my wife's name is Ada. We are both 31. We met seven years ago, the ink on our MBA's still wet and as new hires in a training class at an old established financial management company in the upper Midwest. The company has been managing people's money for over 100 years. Ada and I were from the same mid-sized city in the Southwest, 1000 miles from where we met. During the training, when I dis...

It is just one night
It is not cheating if I tell you.
Well this is another one of the oldest tropes in Loving Wives where the wife says "It's just one night.". You know what is going to happen. The wife wants a hall pass or more accurately 24 hours to have sex with a man or woman and the husband to say "Ok Honey."...

My husband Mark and I had been long-time fans of literotica, even before we were married. We tried to keep it a secret from each other until one night he was telling me a sexy story that I recognized. He was busted but I ended up busting myself. Talking about a sexy story we read became part of our foreplay....

Chapter 8.
Found out.
A mostly true story.
Around noon on a random Friday, about a month after the French Maid scene was shot, Jamie grabbed a cocktail, her book, and sunglasses and headed out to the patio for her second most favorite activity-sunbathing. Jamie had taken off for a mammogram and now she had the rest of the sunny day to herself. She knew that the various versions of the video that Sandip and Raj published were getting great traffic and that the group had made real money through subsc...

You travel across oceans, across time, just to see me. You dont know what awaits you—but I do.
The door to my home is open, an unspoken invitation. you step inside, your heels clicking against the floor, your body is wrapped in a sleek trench coat, concealing the curves I've longed to unveil.
But before you can call my name— I'm behind you....

No sex in this one:
It was Friday night, and I was trying to talk my wife out of going on a date with some guy who had a big dick. While Jesse was putting on her make-up, I was begging her not to go.
"I really need this, Jack. Next year we'll be working on our family, and it will be too late."
"Jesse, if you go out that door, there will be no 'us" to start a family."...

This story, like so many others, could have been published under a variety of headings, especially Exhibitionist & Voyeur, but after a lot of consideration I've decided to post it in the much-maligned Loving Wives genre.
So, for those readers of a more sensitive moral nature I feel I must warn you there is some consensual extra-marital sex contained within these pages....

Author's Note:
Dear Readers,
Thank you for taking the time to read my efforts. This one is a follow-up to my last story "All In A Day's Work." Some astute commenters on that tale pointed out that I had somehow left out one of the most popular tropes in the LW universe, i. e., the faithful PA/secretary who has loved our MC forever and is waiting in the wings to replace the cheating slut wife. I had to smack myself in the forehead for that. So, this is my attempt to rectify that oversight. Along the way...

Prologue
As he plunged into me, over and over, I could hardly believe this was happening! That cock pounding away at me felt fantastic. His friends on either side were each holding one of my ankles as they held me spread open, making this effortless for me. I could just lie here relaxing and focus on the feeling of him thrusting into my pussy, until he finished. Then I expected a very short break while they changed positions with one of those other magnificent hard-ons at my sides taking his place. Or th...

This is my first attempt at writing. This is all I have done in this story. I thought I would see how you would react before developing my next chapter. That's why I named this unknown. Even I don't know where this is going. But for sure, this will neither be an RAAC nor a BTB. Also, this is a complete fiction, and all the individuals in this story are over 18 years....

Like Kind Exchange Part 2 of 3
Mark finally regained his own composure after explaining to Sandy how visions of her with another man not only haunted him but interfered with his dealing with the very fact of her infidelity. Horrified Sandy had thrown herself upon Marking clinging to him as if their love depended on it....

So, I've been dying to share this wild ride with you all, and let me tell you, it's one for the books. I finally did it. It has been something I have discussed with Hubby so many times. What's funny though is I never ever thought we would go this route. I mean when we first started discussing me being a hotwife and Hubby sharing me we always baulked as the idea of locking Hubby up. It was just something we had no interest in. I mean Hubby was such an alpha male. Successful. Good looking. And someone no one ...

"Ma'am, can I strip you naked if you don't mind?" The beggar asked Menaka enthusiastically.
Menka smiled softly at the answer, which meant she had no objection. He touched the elastic of her long skirt. He grabbed her skirt in both hands and lowered it through her hips. At one point, it was seen that she was wearing only a panty....

A Work Of Fiction
Part 12 - When Dream & Day Unite
Terri :
We leave Martika's house after an hour or so. I leave their gracious offer hanging, as me and Tom say our goodnights - at nearly 5 am - to Martika, Mark and Miya.... her husband and eldest daughter, respectively.
I'm exhausted.
Physically? I've fucked god knows how many punters in my shift - 18, I think - and made, as Martika has told me, over £1400 for her. I've drunk the best part of a bottle of wine and a fair amount of vodka, smok...

In their cabin, after the steady calm of the Cayman Islands, Alicia and Brett took turns showering and preparing for the evening. Tonight was the luxury dinner, a chance for all to dress up, having professional photos taken of their efforts, embracing sophistication over comfort. Since Alicia missed her senior prom, she's wanted to recapture that foundational experience of youth. She didn't know if it was as significant as so many had claimed, as defining or magical, or if it was like so many other rites of...

It was a Saturday evening at our apartment. My girlfriend and I had already shared a few drinks awaiting my old friend from college to arrive. He was traveling for work and I mentioned he should come over and catch up. Shortly before he got there, my girlfriend mentioned she should put a bra on as her nipples stayed hard and pointy despite the situation. I laughed and said don't worry about it, it was just going to be me, her and an old close friend. Knowing her tits would practically be on full display, sh...

From Part 03.
I nodded. "And if they think Alex can lead them to it, they won't stop coming."
Marisha didn't say anything right away, but the way her hands curled into fists told me she was thinking the same thing I was. This wasn't just a hunt for the truth anymore.
It was a race.
I exhaled sharply, rubbing a hand over my face. "We need to pay Walter Hobbs a visit."...

I like the loving wives category but it can be difficult to come up with something different and the comments are often ruthless. I try to explore alternate realities or situations with angst.
I do spell and grammar checks and proofread but bound to miss some. If that bothers you too much maybe think about reading something else....

I swirl the straw in my gin and tonic, watching the ice cubes clink and melt. The bar's dim lighting does me favors, I think. Soft shadows, amber glow. I'm not a knockout, never have been. I'm too skinny, with angles instead of curves, breasts that barely fill an A-cup. But my legs--those I can work with. Long, smooth, crossed now as I sit on the barstool, one heel hanging off my foot, dangling just enough to look careless....