I didn't run, but crawled into cuckolding my husband. He planted the seed, but together we made it blossom taking it from pillow talk to lifestyle. His desire he confessed to me years ago and while it intrigued me it also frightened me. I took my wedding vows seriously. It took me a while to wrap my hands around the whole idea of me dating, much less being p...
Diane Ryder stepped out of the rented beach house's living room and onto the large screen-in porch feeling quite frustrated. Taking a seat in one of the comfortable lounge chairs she stared out into the night hoping the steady but pleasant roar of the surf might relax her enough so she could sleep. Dressed only in her long cotton nightshirt and panties she f...
The short synopsis of this story to date is included below, but reading the previous chapters may help. Also, in this chapter, I explore something that was recommended by a reviewer. ***** 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....
My name is Julie and I'm 24 years old, married and have three kids. My husband and I both work hard but with three kids it is hard to make ends meet. Not too long ago I decided to take on a part time job a few nights a week to try to help keep us afloat financially. I looked all over for a job that would be three or four nights a week that would pay enough...
(This is a fantasy of a dear lady who is no longer with us but is true to her love for sexual variety! I dedicate this series to MistressJ!) Being a 6ft. tall good looking male stud I was an easy mark for a more mature woman. I met Judi when I was a young naïve 27 year old at a local disco bar. Judi was a sexy 5ft. 4in. tall blond with piercing blue eyes, e...
I can still smell the rum, the whiskey, the semen, the sweat, and the salt water every time I go anywhere near a beach or sand dune. It was twelve years ago but I sometimes awaken to the sounds of their laughter and cruelty. I awaken to my soaked wet panties and nipples on fire with tension in my thigh muscles just from the mere memory. I have been sore afte...
Here is the second and final chapter of the story, which was written from reader suggestions. I hope you like it, thanks to all of those who took time to write and send their suggestions. * Over the last few days, Connie had made a very difficult decision. Despite the fact she'd never been hotter, her body was at it's sexual peak, she knew what she had to...
Author's Foreword: I return to the people who DO NOT live next door in this story - although the climax of Part 1 actually did happen. And again, there are no hot scenes so please read someone else's submissions if that is your forte. Also thanks again for reading my short stories as I continue to teach myself how to write. ***** Prologue: Article in Harb...
I don't know why he convinced me to come to the racetrack with him, but I was feeling generous and decided that watching all those horse muscles and sweat could be interesting for a change. Matt and I had been together for about three months. Before him was a string of lovers that kept me amused and satisfied after my husband divorced me. I was enjoying all...
Friday arrived and after dropping young Dave off at the café Tami returned home to prepare for the return of her husband and children. The snow plows had finally come through and she thought they would arrive home at around noon. Tami wanted to change the bedding on her and Tim's bed and check the room over to make sure Dave hadn't left any signs of being...