This is a cuckold story about a couples "decent" into a cuckold lifestyle. If that kind of story bothers you, please don't read it. I will not be reading your anonymous comments either. If you have some constructive comments about where you think the story should go, let me know. goingstrong ***** Marline: It has been over two weeks since I spent the Fr...
Thank you for all your feedback on Chapter 1! Thanks for the many wonderful comments for your constructive thoughts, and for the few, strangely vitriolic, culturally ignorant ones, for the laughs. Once again, what follows is a story that involves all the stuff you think a story with this title would involve. If those things - hotwives, game shows, endless h...
"All truth passes through three stages. First, it is ridiculed. Second, it is violently opposed. Third, it is accepted as being self-evident." ― Arthur Schopenhauer The cactus outside the sex cinema was more twisted than the belief Hillary Clinton or Donald Trump actually care about us. I sat in a bug-baked jalopy, gazing through the greasy windshield at t...
Disclaimer: This story contains adult content and must not be viewed unless you are 18 years of age or older. The story features a theme of interracial sex between a Hotwife, and her black lovers. If you find this theme offensive please read no further. As stated in my previous story, The School Teacher, I teach third grade, am a wife and mother of three....
The buzz of excitement that followed my first Official Hotwife Date was almost tangible. Though my affair was well over a month old, Monday evening's date had been the first time my lover and I had met with my husband's full knowledge; the first time he had fucked me with Pete's not-entirely-unreserved-but-helplessly-excited acquiescence. After over a yea...
I am a fan. I am a fan of reading or watching true amateur wives own and celebrate their sexual nature. I am a fan. I am a fan of sluts. I don't choose to use that term in a derogatory nature either. My wife is a slut! She is absolute slut, and I love her for it. Now, getting herself to love that about her was a different, and a bit more difficult. Until t...
Sherrie stood in the doorway of my bedroom. Her jet black hair was matched by the thin black nightgown she wore. It covered her, and concealed nothing: She had a perfectly formed body. She stood not more than 5 feet tall, her skin like alabaster, her dark eyes flashing. She looked like a three-quarter scale Venus "My husband said to make you feel comforta...
Part two For some strange reason, Sara’s mention of Jeff’s name, re-iterated the illicit nature of our sexual tryst. Her words aroused both her and I, confirming our sexual unfaithfulness toward her husband and my friend. Sara got up from the bar, her perfect naked body swaying as she walked upstairs to her bedroom to change in to her next outfit. As she w...
It was a gorgeous Saturday morning. Paul just got out of the shower and saw Amanda out on the deck laying in her bikini. His dick started to get hard again as he began thinking back to last night. He cupped his hand over the crotch of his pants feeling his hard dick swell even more as he watched Amanda applying the suntan lotion over her gorgeous white thigh...
Please read parts 1&2 first to make sense of where you are in the development of my hotwife. **** I was sitting at my computer at home and opened a chat window and sent an initial 'Hi' to my fuck buddy and slut Sam, as I had a lot to chat about with her. I knew she may be out or busy, so while I waited for a reply I reviewed in my own mind the past few mon...