This is the story about our start into cuckoldry. If you do not like stories about passive husbands being cuckolded, please do not read. I received comments about my past stories, even those in a series when one would know what to expect, like: I would never let my wife do this. I am a MAN. Signed: anonymous. You are not fooling anyone. When I got married...
Elunara twirled the gorgeous dress. "Look at this thing." She eyed herself in the mirror and put her hands on her hips. "Like, damn." Tulani giggled. "Yes, you're quite delicious." "Varian is either going to swear or praise you." Grogek chuckled. "I'm rather jealous." "I'll let you peel it off of me another day." Elunara winked. "I think we're ALL goi...
She snagged the boys. "Ack! Momma!" "What did we do?" "Listen, you can get back to your friends in a minute. Someone is after me, and they've already killed someone just to send a message. I want you two to be extra careful. I would be devastated if anything happened to you." "Aw, Momma, we'll be fine." "NO! No false bravado, no cockiness. You two HAV...
Renwa laughed and shook his head. "The things you do, Elunara." With a sigh he looked over to Zelinnia playing with Darguni. "What is your plan with him?" "My standard... extract every piece of information I can get, then slit his throat and dump him in a pit. He's useful to us right now because he knows things that Grogek does not. He's been cooped up here...
"Are you sure you want to go inside?" Heather asked. "Of course. I mean, we've come so far, haven't we?" I said. "But you know what I am." Her eyes seemed sad – her tone emotionless. Just moments earlier we were having dinner and those eyes were bright and the conversation cheerful. It was like we were in another world, but now reality was sinking in. "Lo...
Mandy woke groggily. She felt she'd just dozed off; it didn't feel like morning. She tried to use her left hand to brush some of her hair back but it seemed heavy; she stopped. Even before she opened her eyes she had the sense she was in an unfamiliar place. As she opened her eyes it was dark- perhaps evening; her sleepy eyes weren't much help. There seemed...
I was a skinny, and shy college freshman when I met Ana, a blue-eyed, red-head with legs that never stopped. I was in the adult section of a run down bookstore, reading what I had only imagined and beat off to during my adolescent years, a fold-out picture of a hot woman with a wet, shaven pussy and 36 C cup breasts! I licked my lips and dreamed what it wo...
My Jewish roommate was sleeping with her boyfriend. And she wasn't shy about telling me what they did and occasionally tossing me out of our room so they could be alone. I think she enjoyed my wide-eyed reaction. For my part, I unloaded angst about trying to break away from my "lace-curtain Irish" upbringing and how I didn't have the courage to start. My...
Marian pulled up in the hotel car park and checked herself in the rear view mirror. She rearranged a few loose strands of her short brown hair and removed a speck of mascara from beneath her eye. Satisfied with her appearance, she picked up her bag from the passenger seat and exited into the midday heat. A man loading a suitcase into the trunk of his car ga...
It was only to stop Jack’s nagging that Anne had eventually agreed to a threesome. She had hoped, and expected that he would drop the idea when she laid down her one and only condition - that it should be Jack and another man. “I’m not ready to share you with another woman, not yet.” Jack was taken aback by her words, when she added. “Why should I share y...