WARNING: this story contains themes related to cuckolding and cheating. If you are not interested in these topics do not read this story. * The weeks following my rendezvous with Mrs. Stephens were filled with luscious looks and condemning glares. It was obvious that people knew what had happened. I didn't really care that people were talking. It's like t...
Missy was a petite, confident woman fresh out of high school. She had shorter, brown hair with blonde highlights caused from spending time outside in the sun. Her skin was silky smooth and brown. She had cute eyes and a laughing mouth. Being out in the sun all day on weekends meant Missy was used to wearing a bikini -- and had the body to go with it. Her B c...
This story is for Scott, for giving me the wonderful story idea ~grinz~ i hope You like it ***************** Grumbling under His breath Eric finally gives up trying to ignore the person at His front door and makes His way up the stairs shutting the basement door lightly behind him. "What do you want" He snarls as he yanks the door open not bothering to e...
Readers might want to refer back to my Jerkboy Life series first, but this will probably work as stand-alone, jerkoff-husband cuckolding fantasy material. I guess, you weirdos. Enjoy the smut and don't take it too seriously, okay? - - - - - - - - The spring sun felt warm on Jerkboy's chest. He inhaled the scent of freshly mown grass in his backyard and spr...
Several years ago, I had to have my prostate removed. Up until then, my wife and I had a fantastic sex life. We had several MFM threesomes and even entertained the idea of becoming swingers though she said she was afraid she might lose me to some sexy young thing. My usual retort was, "That's just about as likely as you running off with some hung young buck....
This story is a complete fantasy with no under age sex or cruelty involved. ***** Mary noticed that the next day her husband Jon tended to be very quiet. He was obviously thinking over the events with Old Tom. She had to do some serious thinking herself. She had quite an important job and the thought of anyone finding out about how she had been used by an...
My wife, Debi, had not always been a disciplinarian. Early in our marriage, I had begged her to spank me. If I could have found any reason to make her furious enough to get out the leather and go to work on my behind, I would have done it in no time flat. "I don't know, Raymond. That's really not for me." "Oh, c'mon, Debi. Just pretend I'm your son and I d...
Samantha: Oh, God the guilt. 'I told you last week, I'm off for dinner with the team. Don't you ever listen?!' I hissed venomously at him on my cell. 'I just don't remember you mentioning it at all...' trailed his reply. 'Don't worry, no need to rush back, nothing special to get back home for'. He sounded disappointed. I'd left my loving husband in bed...
Part 1 – Background "What the hell do you mean they're coming here?" my wife Melina screamed, furious as she re-read the email that I showed her, written by my sister. "How can she do this to us? We're supposed to leave tomorrow! Now what are we going to do?" It was a hot June Saturday, and Melina was sitting in front of her desk in the little "sitting roo...
I was awoken by the sound of our doorbell ringing followed shortly after that by the unmistakable sounds of a UPS truck driving away down the street, no doubt meaning that my Amazon package with the GPS tracker had arrived on my doorstep. Ashley was lying next to me on the bed, her head was on my chest and she was sound asleep in her French maid uniform and...