This is a story about Stephanie, a new hot wife. I first introduced her in the first story I wrote, “Cards With Friends.” Stephanie is married to Jason, who is now a happy cuckold husband. This is the seventh story with her. At the end of another story I wrote about these two, called “Threesome for a Hotwife,” Stephanie now wears a gold anklet on one of her...
(This story is a continuation of 'When life gets dull, spice it up". It is recommended that the earlier story be read first. However, I am adding a part of the earlier story here to make this one an independent story. Please remember to vote so that I know how I have fared. Constructive criticism is very much welcome. A note of caution: I have used Bengali...
This is a story about Stephanie, a new hot wife. I first introduced her in the first story I wrote, “Cards With Friends.” Stephanie is married to Jason, who is now a happy cuckold husband. This is the sixth story with her. At the end of another story I wrote about these two, called “Threesome for a Hotwife,” Stephanie now wears a gold anklet on one of her le...
Young Wife's Interracial Past and Current Needs Some of this story is actually real. I have a passion for this subject and really enjoy reading others stories so I thought I would try my hand at my first story. Please let me know your thoughts :D I have lots more to add to this story in upcoming parts. ***** Chapter 1: Learning the first experience M...
As always, the preceding chapters set the stage. This story could have been in so many categories. If Femdom, Interracial, Cross Dressing and now Group sex involving one's wife offends you, sorry. To everyone else, I hope you enjoy, comment and vote * Chapter 4 Part 7 After my Queen and Master had left the room to clean up and prepare themselves for the...
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Someone knocked on glass door of the Spade & Archer office. From under his dark brown fedora, Sam Spade pried open one eye then placed the half bottle of Old Sweat Sock in his desk drawer while he shoved the cock he had been stroking back in his pants. Rising, he straightened his trench coat, drawing the belt tight around his waist and tied it in a knot. "Co...
It was Alain's coming of age, the day the Elf Lord came. Despite having lived beside the Great Forest all of his life, he had never seen an Elf. There were always stories though. From his mother, tales of when Elves, Men, Hill-folk and the rest worked together. From the old blacksmith in town, lewd rhymes of Elf-Maidens and from his father always the story o...
I woke up, still wrapped in Maurice's big, strong arms. He held my naked body close to his. I could feel his cock, warm and thick, against my leg. It was half-stiff already, morning wood, and I reached down to stroke it. It pulsed and throbbed in my hand. I fought the urge to crawl below the covers and wrap my lips around it. I was difficult, but I resisted,...
Di has been spending a lot of time at our house, and a lot of time in our bed for the last couple months. She only stays the night if Seth is out of town which is rare, but it's a strange day if my cock isn't between her lips or buried in her pussy. When she is home, Vanessa & I can't help but hear the arguing - it sounds like neither of them are happy with...