"I still can't believe you're showing your face here, Brown," Dave Pohl snickered as I came in and sat down at the table I would hate forever. He, of all people, knew what had happened on it earlier. "You've had a hard night. Can you even afford to be here?" He was talking tough, but it'd been a different story just a minute ago. When he first opened the ho...
CHAPTER 1 I am an extreme lifestyle cuckold. My wife Lucy has a regular black lover, and regularly parties with others, at home an at the club. All her friends do too. We don't have time for a life outside cuckolding, except I go to work to pay the bills during the weekdays. I never make love to my wife. In fact she never touches me in a sexual way at all....
***Author's note: My editor suggested that I put the last two chapters together and submit it as one. Because of my recent hiatus due to my "football injury" (haven't been able to say that since high school) I have a lot of work to catch up on. Therefore, I took his advice. This is the final chapter. On an offhand note guys, keeping yourself in shape doe...
This chapter is an extension of the recent developments in Chapters 5, 6, 7 & 8. If you are new to the story, you might consider reading at least chapter 5 first, but make no mistake it is not a necessity, this chapter is good as a standalone too. Any references to celebrities or real-life people or places are purely fictional. Any and all sexual situa...
Morgan Ashley was a very pretty lady, not movie star glamorous mind you, but far prettier than anything her wimpy husband Robin would normally attract. Having just stepped out of the shower she was wearing a red mid-wale corduroy bathrobe and her long red hair was wrapped in a towel. She was seated in the living room armchair with a cigarette perched between...
This is a story nothing serious and couldn't find an editor. Not much sex, no cuck and no BTB. Just another sad tale, but a warning the narrator is not necessarily telling the truth and his views do not necessarily reflect the author's. The object in my hand is small and seems entirely harmless. It is less than five inches long, a little over two inches...
One I cooked up over the past few days. It turns out Adrian didn't know Beth as well as he could have. She's been up to no good for some time. If you detest swinging/cheat/cuck stories, then this isn't for you. Anyway, I hope the following gives some entertainment to you. Feedback would be appreciated. Thank you for reading. GA – Da Nang, Vietnam – 1...
My feeling in dominance is not about forcing people to do things. There is no joy in exerting power over people per se. The joy is what they do for you because they do obey. I do not purposely humiliate or intimidate people to do what I say, but rather expect them to obey me of their own free will. Its about them respecting my position of power and willingly...
At Silky's Georgia's eyes adjusted to the light inside the bar. She looked around her but, even as she did so, she realised that it wouldn't do her any good. She was looking for her Master but she really had no idea what he looked like. She had heard his voice and seen his hands and his 'package' on camera but... *** His orders and her GPS had brought her...
This story is posted on the Literotica website; the author does not give permission for it to be reposted or reprinted anywhere else without consent. This is the sixth chapter in a multi-chapter interracial cuckold story. If you haven't read the previous chapters, I encourage you to do so, but I'm confident you'll enjoy it as a standalone too. ***** One...