This story is the thirteenth episode in a series entitled "Awakenings". If you have not read the previous twelve episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. I remind you again that I write cuckold stories. While I try to make them loving cuckold stories, they do depict an alternative life style. If you're offended or upset...
"Hello, stud, I can't wait for the two of us to get it on in front of my husband," Arielle Kleinfeld said, a lusty smile on her face as she looked at the tall, handsome Somali-Canadian Muslim man who stood before her. Standing six-foot-three, broad-shouldered and muscular, Abdisalam Hussein was devastatingly handsome and from the smirk on his face, he was we...
Don't believe the stereotypes, ladies and gentlemen. Black cuckolds do EXIST. My name is Jeanette Langlois and I'm a woman of Haitian and French Canadian descent living in the City of Gatineau, Quebec. My mother, Annabelle Jean was Haitian and my father, Roger Langlois was white, of French Canadian descent. I guess that technically makes me mixed but I alway...
I was a willing cuckold now. Not only had Chet fucked my wife almost all night long; I had cleaned up her pussy each time he had cum in her. When we awoke, I expected all of us to be satiated and ready to return home. For me, it was a mixture of exhaustion and nervous energy. It was a strange feeling. If I expected to have any regrets, Chet and Meredith cert...
The story so far... Ravi and Kavita were a happily married couple for nineteen years and had a healthy sexual life filled with experimentation with various sexual activities / fantasies. One of the fantasies that Ravi harboured was to watch Kavita have a good time with some other man. It remained a fantasy for a long time and both of them have good sex whil...
My wife Doreen was pregnant by our landscaper, Raymond, a young handsome black man. In the previous chapter I explained how I went from a downtrodden cuckold to accepting Doreen and her pregnancy. I had done much soul searching and admitted that I loved her too much to divorce her. She did not want a divorce either. As she began to show her baby bump, we wer...
After breakfast, which had turned out quite well, courtesy of Heather, Mira, and Ming, I found myself being escorted back to the underground crypt or vault, whatever they wished to call it, though I wasn't alone. I was blindfolded again, of course, as were the others, but so were the dozen or so guests that arrived, who appeared to belong to a sorority affil...
In ancient times, a horrific virus spread over the world bringing death and suffering with it. The surviving population became carriers of the virus, passing it onto their children. While most were immune to the more horrific aspects of the virus that caused the death of its host, the virus brought significant change to those born with it. Child mortality ra...
The Oedipal Zone idea is a creation of Squelchapron, from his old “freeusecaptions” Tumblr. The original captioned stories (Field Observations and Paragon Magazine) have been used here with his permission. An Oedipal Zone is an area within a more general free use world. The normal free use tropes apply in most parts of the world: society functions more or le...
Following Amy up the stairs from the wine cellar Brian commented, "You know having me hypnotized with out my permission or knowledge is not honest, I mean it's just not ethical. Who was this Sheila anyway?" "Sheila was a psychology major. She's a psychiatrist today. Back in school she studied hypnotism and she became very proficient at it. It was at this ti...