The short synopsis of this story to date is included below, but reading the previous chapters may help. 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. This was based on how enthralled and excited she became by imagining me having sex wit...
Elbow Deep Indeed NB from my previous profile Penisleeve It was dark behind the hood I'd had put on. The gag was making my jaw ache and the ankle and wrist restraints held me firmly across, the top of what I presumed was a vaulting / fucking horse, belly down. The room, wherever that was was cool but comfortable. Miss had brought me here blindfolded with i...
*Author's note: This is a work of fan fiction using characters from The Witcher universe. Both Geralt and Yennefer are characters created and owned by Andrzej Sapkowski, and I do not claim any ownership over them or any other characters from The Witcher universe. This story is for entertainment only and is not part of the official Witcher canon. **For fans...
This is a continuation of Natalie's Smile. While it stands alone you should check out the first time that Natalie gives herself to her former teacher. Jason watched her tight ass swing as she bounded up the stairs. His mind was busy thinking of what he had just done, he had fucked this beautiful girl that he had lusted over when he was her teacher. Now he...
Valentine's day: That one day in the year where married couples all over the country make that special effort to inject some romance into their insipid stale relationships. That one day when your husband makes that special effort to make you feel cared for, loved and appreciated. Except, if you're my neighbour, Sue-Anna. Her husband is obsessively devoted t...
After the two men had left her alone, the baroness tried to collect herself. Her poor behind hurt so bad. And what in the name of God did Frederick want with her in the main hall? Well, it didn't really matter, she had to go. With a final little sob, Matilda removed her knickers from around her knees, and waddled off to the main hall. The hall itself was a...
"It's okay," she said, looking him right in the eye, "you can touch them if you want. I mean, you're so freaking obvious, y'know? You've been staring at my tits for the last ten minutes. So go ahead, touch them. I won't mind." Brian shook his head. Had she really said that? Or were his ears playing tricks on him? Perhaps he'd misunderstood her words, muffle...
Erin didn't like her photography professor. She squirmed in her seat as she listened to his lecture, scratching a fresh, itchy tattoo on her shoulder as he prattled on about "the golden hour." She had no desire to shoot landscapes at sunset. Pretty pictures bored her. Richie was a more conscientious student. He paid attention and took notes. The first weeks...
The main character here appeared in the Stacy Lancaster story "Stacy's First Swing". In it, Betty was older and something of a recovering sex addict. This story is set perhaps fifteen years earlier when Betty was in her early prime. *** All three spilled out of the cab in front of the townhouse. The cabbie was pissed off, even after Betty flashed him her t...
Over the course of the next month, Pete settled into the routine of working in an office. Working regular hours was a far cry from the zero-hours contract work stacking shelves of his last few jobs. It was certainly more challenging work. The other challenge was Nalini. They still had sex but it was a little more irregular now. She generally messaged him fo...