Totally Humiliated My name is Manav, I am 22, and when my story starts I had been married to my beautiful strong-willed wife Shruti for just two months. She is 21, with long Raven hair, large firm breasts, round ass and gorgeous long legs. One evening Shruti was sitting on the bed, and I had just finished getting naked for a sex session with her. She looke...
My girlfriend Marianne's new lover Thomas owns a gym in our town that we both used to frequent. That's where she met Thomas. Marianne is a high powered lawyer in town and I felt blessed and lucky to meet her and date her after my divorce. Marianne was actually the attorney for my divorce so she knew all the dirty little secrets that dissolved my marriage. Sh...
My husband was on the cover of the local business journal. William was pictured sitting in a chair suitable for Buckingham Palace with the words, "Businessman of the Year," in big letters across the top. I was so proud of him that I passed out copies to everyone I knew, including most of the guys I date. One of those guys, Jeff, is in one of the pictures inc...
My wife was in a dancing mood so she suggested we meet up with a girlfriend of hers and go to one of the clubs downtown. My wife is a gorgeous dominant 26 year old brunette with a firm toned ass, tanned stomach and beautiful rack. She put on a black leather miniskirt, tall black cougar boots and a tight white tank top with bold black lettering across the che...
I was lonely. Only 4 days into the quarantine I was assigned to after testing positive for COVID-19. I was barely ill, but I didn't want to infect the world, and the world certainly didn't want me to share. I was supposed to stay out of the world and already I was going nuts. I was also horny as all hell. And then I got a text. Need Anything? I didn't kn...
This is the sequel to I Make Believe I'm a Cuckold. You should read that first. This chapter is dedicated to David, whose female coworker treats him the way he deserves. Writers love feedback. Please comment on and rate this story. About 99 readers out of 100 do *NOT* bother to do either. Comments help me improve my writing; ratings help other readers find...
My fiancée's girlfriends were becoming a little apprehensive about the changes Angel was exhibiting since we had started dating. They had noticed her attire had become much more suggestive, and her make up more severe. There were other changes too. She was now sporting a tattoo on her right shoulder, an angel/mermaid holding a heart with my name on it. Sh...
I reached beneath the hem of my wife's skirt and touched her smooth hairless pussy. She had a fresh Brazilian wax and my fingers quickly found her swollen labia. I broke the seal of her pussy and a flood of liquid goodness quickly covered my hand. "Can you feel it baby?" Kara moaned as I sank two fingers deep inside her soaking wet cunt. "Can you feel his c...
"Prologue: How it Began" The events described here happened in the 1970s. Before smart phones. Before the Internet. Hell, before Penthouse Letters. Which means that what I was (a cuckold) and what I am 40+ years later (still a cuckold) were not things I heard about and got curious; apparently they sprang of their own accord from my fertile and fevered littl...
It all started when I read her stories. She wrote almost exclusively of cuckolding, and every word stirred my sexuality. I had discovered through a Penthouse letter years ago that I was turned on by the thought of being cuckolded. So perhaps it was a natural thing that I would eventually find her works. I read her stories for some time before I got up the n...