Cuckquean Stories

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Cuckquean - Brittany, The Patient

by QueanLeah on Sep 17, 2017
Humor & Satire

This one was definitely written with tongue firmly ensconced in cheek. Thanks to both my first draft readers for their valuable feedback, and to my editor who kept the brakes on, before I got TOO carried away. And thank you for all the kind comments and feedback on my first two stories. I hope you like this little adventure. -,-'-{{@ "Damn it, Allen! It's...

Tom's Wife, Joe's Slut Ch. 03

by Mandy01 on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

I commented to JPB that this was good for a third chapter, and I thought he maybe do just that. Since he hasn't then I couldn't let a chance go by. This is a slight departure from my usual monogamous coupling, but I thought the way JPB set the story up, it might work. Only the readers can judge for sure. Reading Tom's Wife, Joe's Slut Ch 01 and Tom's Wife,...

Lois Lane is a Cuckquean?

by Lithium_hobo on Sep 24, 2019
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

AN: We got another chonky chapter! It would have worked better as multiple chapters, but I refuse to upload a chapter that doesn't feature some smut, so here we are. As with the other Lois Lane entry, different scenes are clearly separated. The steamy stuff starts after [LATER, IN THE MASTER BEDROOM...]. So CTRL+F to that if you want to skip the set-up and a...

CuckQuean - Hannah, the Innocent

by QueanLeah on Sep 12, 2017
Loving Wives

Honey, Can We Talk? Four scary words. She had good reason to be afraid, but love as always conquers all. Shout out to my editor who is the best, the absolute best. His efforts make my swill somewhat legible. And thank you all for the kind comments and generous response to my efforts. --,--'---{{@ I was feeling pretty good about my life before the whole th...

Are We Human? Ch. 04

by TombstoneTaxiDriver on Dec 3, 2017
BDSM

Nathan Gargano's disgusting slurps echoed throughout the house. It roared out through the open windows into the street; it blew down the doors, set off car alarms, knocked the neighborhood kids off their bicycles. The horrible, death-rattle gurgling was the only thing staving off the impending interrogation that dangled above the room, and he prolonged it as...

Best Friends Forever

by Rallynoangels on Mar 27, 2019
Loving Wives

This is more of a vanilla cuckquean story than i usual do. There are still minor themes of femsub, and anal. ***** Cathy and Erin had been best friends since they'd first met as toddlers, though they could not be more different if they tried. Cathy liked rock and roll, Erin liked classical. Cathy was a long haired blond with something between a motherly, a...

Sin of Vanity Ch. 01

by Belongs2Beth on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

Author's Note: This story continues the story of Vance, Marcia's friend introduced in "Marcia Goes Back to School". I have made an effort to make sure that this chaptered story can be read as a stand-alone or as an episode in a continuing series of stories set in the fictional town of Torquay, Connecticut. Readers of my earlier works will be familiar with Mi...

It Takes Two

by PleasureAddiction on Oct 21, 2019
Romance

Author's Note: This story is slow moving and deals with cheating & cuckquean themes! *** Various cups, cans and bottles remained littered around the living room. It was the sign of a good night, but more realistically, it was a sign that someone was going to have a tedious morning cleaning the apartment. That someone would in fact be me, Ken, the sole occu...

CuckQuean - Anita, the Insufficient

by QueanLeah on Sep 12, 2017
Loving Wives

This is my fantasy. Some of you probably won't like it. I don't care much. If you do have fantasies like mine, I hope you enjoy this one. Thanks to my editor and muse, who was relentless in his attacks on my earliest efforts. I take back some of those nasty names. -,-'-{{@ I watched my David remove his jacket at the door, hanging it neatly on a hangar. He...

Violet and the Warrens Ch. 01

by Grgur on Jan 20, 2020
Erotic Couplings

I heard a knock on my office window. By late fall night comes early and outside it was pitch black. I could hear young voices laughing and, putting my hands up next to the glass to reduce the glare, I could recognize teenagers in their cross-country outfits. It was my son, James, and some other runners from his High School. "Dad, can you let us in, we want...