"So, in other words you are going to give up your husband to another woman?" my friend Angela said to me five years ago. I was kind of stunned when she said that to me, I thought that she would instantly take my side in the matter. My husband of ten years had, after a lot of hesitating, came out with his fantasy. Now I thought it might be me and another wom...
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Cuckold is a word that seems to have many definitions and illicit a lot of emotion. I think that at its root it simply means a man whose wife has sex with other men. Why the wife has sex with other men, how the husband feels about it, the nature of the marital sex life, the nature of her relationship with other men, the husband's sexual adequacy, the assumpt...
I have seen certain articles advising women on how to turn your husband into a willing cuckold but not found a decent one which could guide husbands on how to get their wives to cuckold them. The strange part is it's always the men who initiate or want cuckolding and usually not the women, the women may cheat but they don't harbour the fantasy of cuckolding...
Colin knocked on the door softly and waited anxiously. No turning back now, he thought. The man who opened the door had to be close to 6 feet tall and well muscled, and towered over Colin who was merely 5'5''. "Hi, I'm Colin," Colin said firmly, trying not to look intimidated by him. "I know who you are," Jake replied. "What do you want?" "I need to talk...
Dear Readers: My last few stories have been humor and satire and rather light, but this is a cuck story and a dirty cuck story. So if you don't like cuck stories don't read it and leave nasty comments. If you are a repressed cuckold I know you can't help yourself and you'll read it and it will make you angry as that repressed fetish rises close to the surfac...
Note: This story is the forty-fifth installment in a series entitled "Sandra and Stevie". If you have not read the previous forty-four episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I stro...
We were laying in bed together after a long day and Jane suddenly asks me, "How many of your friends do you think would fuck me?" I just laid there stunned for a second thinking I must have misheard her. I manage to stutter out "What?" She casually replies back "I was just wondering if I decided to start cheating on you, how many of...
Next morning: Laura and I were emotionally and physically drained. Neither of us said a thing. I slipped one of Jeff's thin satin robes over her shoulders and helped her to the car. Last night was rough for her and now her body was paying for it. The jiggling of her breasts was clear evidence that she was bra-less. The man across the street was watering h...
You can own a great many things. Possessions are always beautiful, they are always taken out of jealousy. A Mercedes is comfortable, it’s power is unquestionable; the way that the leather feels on skin, the way the seats embrace the occupants, the radio sings as beautifully as a siren; but the car isn’t owned for it’s creature comforts. Its owned out of jeal...