Back on Argos every window in the palace blazed with bright light in the inky darkness as yet another dinner party was running late. Lord Phoreneus, already drunk from far too much wine had decided to extend the party, especially since the dance troupe had just arrived. Telledice lounging on a couch on the upper tier of the banquet room, glared down at her h...
This is crazy short and a little weird. I couldn't stop myself from writing it. I've enjoyed a lot of hotwife, slutwife, and cuckold fiction. The husbands are almost always either all in, enjoying wifey's cheating, or they're hurt and pissed and looking to get revenge. In this story I wanted to explore the notion of a couple where neither one of them gave a...
For a true cuckold what could be more satisfying than the sight of your wife and her black lover fucking on your marriage bed. His black 12-inch rod thrusting into your petite wife’s pink wet cunt. The moans of satisfaction as he thrusts his prick into her, filling up her love tube in a way she has never experienced before. As their lovemaking becomes more p...
My name is Ted Ashton and I am twenty-six years old. I am assistant pastor at what some of our detractors have called the richest church in northern Virginia. We are that, of course, but I don't like to describe us that way. It was a choice job offer that I got right after I received my Doctor of Theology degree. Unlike most assistant positions it paid wel...
It had been just over a week since the evening at the private club. It had been exactly seven days since the newspaper's lurid story of its closing. Dee had listened with satisfaction as Dominic translated for her; his club had been shut down, his assets frozen, his employees arrested... he was wanted for questioning regarding tax evasion, drug trafficking,...
From an idea by Mary Confrontation with Francis Margaret had put on a new dress that hugged her body like a glove. She had never worn such a sexy outfit during her marriage years! Francis would have balked at her appearance, saying it was slutty and wanton but she didn't care any more about her former husband's opinion. She had introduced a demand for di...
Geneva smiled, looking at Kearney, who was snuffling in the corner. She knew how much he hated standing in the corner. Recently, she'd taken him to a BDSM party at the Scourge Society... Kearney had actually been involved with the Scourge Society even before Geneva, and was so excited about seeing his friends, and watching the gorgeous young girls get whipp...
Cyrus and Atara waited to be sold. There village had been plundered by the barbaric raiders who had forced Cyrus to watch as they had repeatedly raped Atara. The raiders had sold them to slave traders and now the two of them stood naked on an auction block, shaved of all body hair except a triangle of pubes to prove their hair want dyed. The only thing eithe...
The iceberg floated past the coast, white and blue reflecting onto the sea from its mountainous heights. This was by no means the first iceberg that 'En had seen. Indeed, they were a very common sight, particularly in summer, but she had no idea what they were. It occasionally snowed in winter, but 'En was not able to associate the sight of the huge white fl...
Many thanks to Dennis for editing this story. * Six minutes is a short time in most matters. Though nothing at all happened to me during these six minutes between two trains at a train station those six minutes was time enough to turn my happy marriage to a real hullabaloo. At least I thought that it was a happy marriage, as my lovely wife had never told...