Please vote. Please give me the support of your vote. I dedicate this story to Walter from Southern California. Author's Note: This is a true story with a happy ending for Jay but a sad ending for Ruth. Even though Ruth was wrong for doing all that she did to Jay, he was wrong for doing all that he did to Ruth. Instead of divorcing early on, they allowed t...
The kitchen was bright with sunshine that Sunday morning as I checked the laptop screen one last time before taking a deep breath and anxiously clicking on the 'submit' button. There was a pause, the cursor span in little circles and then the 'thank you' message appeared. I breathed a sigh of relief. It was done; the fruit of two weeks' work would, I hoped...
**All Characters in this Story are at least 18 years of age.** * High school was never really easy for me. I was (and still am) your stereotypical nerdy guy. I'm about 5'10, pale skin, dark hair, and wear a pair of thick rimmed glasses. The kind of guy you would expect to be sitting around with his friends playing Dungeons and Dragons. Which ironically, is...
Chapter 2: Quiet Corner The Peppercorn is a popular restaurant with a big bar and an extensive happy hour that draws a big crowd. I arrived early so I was lucky to find a parking spot just opposite the front door where I could wait for Tonya to arrive. After almost ten minutes, I was thinking that perhaps I should go inside, but then I saw Tonya drive past...
My name is James, and I'm a sex addicted cuckold. This is the story of how I was turned and the girl who turned me. I met Jen while on a weekend visit I stayed at a couples house that I was friends with. Jen was also staying with them, she had apparently left her previous boyfriend and wanted to be around her best friend. The attraction was instant, we fli...
This contribution of mine is an attempt by me to raise some of the very important issues raised by many of the Loving Wives tales. Before I discuss more general areas, it is appropriate that I place before you details of my own martial situation that have motivated me to comment on these issues. When I decided to marry my wife it was because of my unconditi...
I had fully accepted my place as my clone's personal slutty sex slave and did anything he asked. I became his cum bucket and fleshlight and secretly became addicted to being his. I was still attracted to girls more than guys, but I hadn't seen a girl in months, in fact I hadn't seen anyone in person for months, except for my master. I had no choice but to...
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...
An oxymoron is said to exist when two words are used whose meaning does not seem to fit together such as jumbo shrimp or government intelligence. No doubt, the words 'intimate caning' would also fit this definition. However, while a majority would view corporal punishment and domestic discipline as either sadistic or sexually deviant, a minority have found i...
Chapter 28 -- "Organic Cuckolding" July 2013 ONCE AGAIN, I begin with a note to Literotica readers: This is a story about CUCKOLDING. Honest, it is. I wouldn't lie to you. So if you read it - all 10 pages of it - and then feel the need to be insulted, aghast, upset or outraged, that's your choice. But don't say I didn't warn you! For everyone else... enjoy...