My wife Jennie and I live a very full, sexually active life. We began swinging and played in the bdsm realm and it eventually morphed into cuckolding. Our friends and family have no idea how depraved we are. We appear to be a loving couple who are crazy for each other. This is actually true. I became a cuckold when it was obvious that Jennie wasn't quite get...
Last night I met a new Hotwife/Cuck couple for the first time. He is very submissive to her, and she was craving someone very dominant that she could let go with. We had chatted by text for a couple of days and I figured we would meet in a few days have coffee and maybe meet and play in a couple weeks. With all of the talk her cuck was super excited and was...
(Will Candy make a good cuck?) Davie was standing at Carol's front door dressed in a pair of copper brown wide-wale corduroy dress trousers, and a beige polo shirt. Oddly enough, he felt more nervous than he did the night before when he was in full drag, and he attributed it to the ex-factor. Last night Davie as "Debbie" was there to meet Robbie as "Candy"...
My wife and I have always had a sexually honest relationship. From the very beginning, we talked about everything. Our fantasies were pretty varied, but we always ended up focusing on one thing, sharing each other. Thoughts of threesomes, swinging, swapping, and watching fueled our desires. As we explored ourselves, natural submissive attitudes began to take...
When I look back at how the whole business started I blame Karenkay. She is the prolific Literotica writer whose work is usually to be found on the Interracial pages. If not her, then it was the fault of my wife's little white poodle. Then again maybe no one was to blame. Maybe it all worked out as it was destined to do. I was sitting at my computer reading...
This is the third part of the story that I had started some time ago. I had written it, but then I thought it was a bit surreal for me, so I just let it sit for a long time. Then, after reading Karenkay's brilliant "White Slaves of Eban" stories that she is currently publishing, I have changed my mind. I'm so taken with them, that I decided more content in t...
When I got out of my steel grey Lexus RC F, in a very White part of the city, I knew that I would draw looks from just about every person on the street. My 6'1" stature, along with my shaven bald head, and no facial hair, make for an intimidating look. Add to that, my very dark African skin color, plus a 240 lb hard-earned frame, most people take notice righ...
"Are you fixing your makeup for this guy?" Molly was leaned over the sink and reapplying eye makeup. "I just want to look nice, he's doing me a huge favor by bringing over the papers for me to sign. He's kind of bailing me out." "Who is he again?" I asked even though I was pretty sure she had mentioned Chris' name a few times over the past few weeks. "I'v...
THIS STORY INCLUDES MATERIAL THAT SOME READERS MAY FIND OFFENSIVE. ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18-YEARS-OLD OR OLDER AND CONSENTING ADULTS. ******* MIKE WATCHED AS HIS WIFE TOOK the drinks from the bar. As she started to walk toward Mike carrying the drinks, the men followed her with their eyes, and the women tried to pretend she wasn't there. Her fire-engine red s...
Robin arrived home from work about 5:30 on Thursday, he still felt a little apprehensive about what happened Tuesday night with his sissy friend Patty, and he hoped he might get to talk about it with his wife Morgan. He really enjoyed wearing the corduroy skirt outfit she bought for him, and he loved being a sissy whore for his wife and Patrick, her "boyfrie...