Please be aware. This is a cuckolding/hot-wife themed story. This story features: 1. Domineering and promiscuous hot-wives 2. Submissive beta-male husbands, who miss out on the action 3. Stud males, who get all the action and love it. I'm sure that, as per normal, this story will get a low score. I would have a whine if I gave a shit. As per normal, al...
Chapter 1: The Ritual This story is the property of the author. It is not to be changed in any way, nor published or shown at other web sites without the permission of the author. * * * * * Wearing the traditional terrycloth robe, Jon overheard a snicker as the Helper cleaned up the bathroom after his shower. Today was a special day at the Great Manor Ho...
Life for Jon, his women and their children settled into a routine for a while after he took in Jenny and Penny. The Bordello was bursting at the seams with residents and Jon decided to enlarge the new house beside it as completion neared. He decided to only use the Bordello rooms for the whores, their children and support personnel. Any other women and their...
Jon Chess returned to Dalaran, heading for Phredaria's residence, carrying a satchel over his shoulder. Phredaria, he knew, was probably teaching classes today, but he wasn't here to see his best friend and forensics mage. He was here to see his client. Chess mumbled the pass-phrase Phred had made him memorize when he reached the front door. Chess had objec...
~*~ Author's Note: This is a rewritten version of the story. Several people I showed it to were unhappy with the ending as was I. So I went back and rewrote the ending of it. I hope you all enjoy the story. ~*~ * Mykael and Jon were twins. Tall and strong with athletic builds, they were identical twins in every way, both having shoulder-length wavy brown h...
Hi - my name is Vanessa, and this is a journal of my life since I decided to make some drastic changes to it. Background As I said, my name is Vanessa. I am a 22-year-old Hairdresser, long, almost Blond hair, 5 foot 1 inch tall, with a 34A-24-35, 95 pound figure. I'm not a stunner to look at, just your average young woman. I've never had a great deal of lu...
Fiona though she looked pretty sexy in her clinging, lightweight white dress. The lines of her white bra were quite apparent and Eric seemed to enjoy the view as they chatted over dinner in the upscale yet casual restaurant. The air conditioning made the dining room downright cold, and Fiona was very aware that neither dress nor bra could contain her nipples...
Anna closed her eyes in frustration as she felt her husband roll off her. She waited until she was sure that Jon was asleep beside her before she padded quietly to the bathroom to work herself off. She was an expert now at walking around the house in total darkness without bumping into anything. She quietly closed the door without once switching on the light...
Jon examined himself in the ornate golden plate as he waited patiently for his summons. He hardly recognized himself anymore. The plate was a show piece and hardly a substitute for a mirror, but it reflected his image well enough. He ran his hand over his ridiculous golden hair and then tugged on his ponytail. His hair had grown in the past two years, down...
Thursday evening-- "If that sight isn't enough to curdle your stomach, I don't know what is," Mr. Wallace Roberts, the loud, chunky purchasing rep for Llanfer Industries said as he sat directly across from Jon at a bar table in the hotel lounge. "Christ almighty!" Jon Palmer turned to his right to look at whatever ungodly spectacle Wally the buyer referr...