HOTWIVES II by Donna Williams ((Read the first part of the story in "Hotwives" first)) I was now a hotwife, Vicky was a pseudo hotwife, and John was a sissy, cock sucking cuckold. Everyone got what they wanted, if not more! * * * Once John had fallen asleep, Dave and Rick left as we had planned. When John woke that morning, he found me in the shower. "You...
The hotel bar was busy as Alice and I entered that New Year's Eve, the air filled with music and the babble of voices punctuated by the popping of champagne corks and the cheering that followed. In my plain black suit and tight clergyman's collar I knew I was in for a hot and uncomfortable evening but for a 'Tarts and Vicars' party there was only one type of...
This is the twenty-seventh episode in a series entitled "Courtesan". If you have not read the previous twenty-six episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. "Courtesan" is romantic story about a dominant hot wife and her submissive cuckold husband. While they have a deep and abiding love for each other they do lead an alte...
"You made what?" I gasped into the hands-free phone in my car. I was driving myself to work the following morning feeling like I had been run over by a bulldozer. My body ached, my head throbbed and my vulva was raw from the onslaught it had received barely eight hours before. Plus of course my previously mild morning sickness had chosen that day to become...
Normality! Sweet, contented normality! The next few days passed as if the previous tumultuous months hadn't happened. My husband Pete and I got up together, had breakfast together and went to our separate places of work where, for the first time in weeks, I was able to concentrate properly on my job and not my impossibly complicated private life. We had di...
A week later, Thursday night Shannon thought lustfully about their visit to Bull Riders last week. She robotically went through the motions of another work week, high on the memory of Tads eyes mind fucking her as she sat and flirted from her barstool. It was a Thursday night after work when she decided to go through her closet in search of a sexy outfit th...
I'd like to tell you a story about a certain evening in mid-January a few years ago. I was a senior in high school and at the time a freestyle swimmer on our swim team. Where I'm from, swimming season occurs from October to March and it's always cold. I had just turned eighteen 4 months before and I guess you could say that the world was my oyster. I was str...
My second day of freedom started a little more promisingly than the first, but only a little. I had enjoyed more sleep than the night before: the cold had woken me only once, forcing me to slide under the duvet and I had passed the night in relative calm. But as the alarm clock beeped alongside my head and I opened my eyes, the reality of the situation rushe...
It was a long lonely drive back to our home without Jan by myside. As the miles whizzed by I realized that I was miserable at times but at others I was excited and almost giddy knowing that she was back with Steve and he was probably screwing her and dragging her deeper and deeper into the hotwife lifestyle. I felt at the time that she would be enjoying hers...
The Cuck's Wheel This is a cuckold story about a married couple where the wife goes away for a long weekend. With a slow build to the actual sex, this is a longer story. All bold words are text messages between characters, and there are a lot of them as the aspiring hotwife and her husband talk things over. As always, let me know what you think and if you h...