Brandon pulled up to Claire’s house slowly in his Jeep. The long driveway to Claire’s house was lit with a row of lanterns. It was only 4pm, but the mid-December sky was already midnight-blue. He looked at himself in the rear view mirror, quickly checking his teeth and rearranging his mop top hair. He rang the bell at Claire’s door, his hands fiddling behind...
The short synopsis of this story to date is included below, but reading the previous chapters may help. Also, in this chapter, I explore something that was recommended by a reviewer. ***** This is the continuing story of a cuckquean, my wife, Ann. She had been reading cuckold stories on line and decided that she was a cuckquean, a kind of female cuckold....
Three months later Panting, James rolled off Anne and looked up at the ceiling. "I love you and we promised not to say anything but I have to tell you, my cat is alive. Are you disappointed I blabbed?" Anne turned head quickly and groaned, "I guess. You weren't supposed to say anything, I loved thinking about you and her...though the intrigue has been wear...
We were all laughing, catching up with our lives and drinking wine in the living room. My wife's friend Jen was staying with us for a week or so after completing a messy divorce. Liv, my wife had reconnected with Jen, a friend from college, after hearing through the grapevine that she was having a rough time. They had fallen right back into the friendship as...
The short synopsis of this story to date is included below, but reading the previous chapters may help. Also, in this chapter, I explore something that was recommended by a reviewer. The redheaded babysitter in this episode was inspired by the character Jessica on True Blood. She's a beautiful redhead and you can think about her as you read about this chap...
(Every character in this story is 18+) You step off the boat last. You see all of your competition. Most of the chicks looked pretty damn hot. Especially the cool goth chick. The guys mostly seem like idiots besides a tough-looking dude with green hair and piercings. You walk on the dock seeing the poor condition of the island for the first time. You didn't...
She wore the mirrorshades to protect her soul. Megan was behind the camera all the time. She never wanted to be in front of it, never let the lens to peer at her, but she always wanted to be behind it. It was the filter to protect her from what the Pacific Northwest tried to push on everyone. Seattle wasn’t the city her parents grew up in, it was barely the...
The short synopsis of this story to date is included below, but reading the previous chapters may help. Also, in this chapter, I explore something else that was recommended by a reviewer. ***** This is the continuing story of a cuckquean, my wife, Ann. She had been reading cuckold stories on line and decided that she was a cuckquean, a kind of female cucko...
Before reading this, I would like to say that this is the second part to my other story "Fulfilling My Wife's Cuckquean Fantasy" and I recommend you read this first before reading this one. There are a couple of references that you will not get if you don't read the first one and you'll also have a better appreciation for the story—or at least that's how I'm...
1. Chris checked his phone again for what must have been the 10th time in as many minutes. 7:14pm. She wasn't meant to be here for another 15 minutes, but still, he was nervous in anticipation. His right hand drifted towards his left and he started to fidget with his wedding ring. It was something he always did when agitated. It wasn't a guilty agitatio...