Thanks for being a reader! I was told after Ch. 1 that Loving Wives is a "tough" category. Maybe this story belongs in the Fetish category because there is a cuckolding theme. I intend for the story to be more as it unfolds. It's about Sarah's journey and she needs a little push at times. I think most cuckold stories are about the boys. This one will be fr...
Hi, I'm Betty Reed, widow of Dr. Fred Reed, MD. At age fifty-eight, I am just your average widow. I stand five feet, two inches, and weight one hundred and thirty-nine pounds. There was a time that I was considered very pretty, with a damn fine figure. Gravity has done its work, so now, some would say, that my breasts have "gone south." I spend my time chat...
Trapped No More "There's some kind of a mage tower a little to the west here," Leilah reported the next afternoon as she returned from a scouting trip. "Or what's left of it. It looks like an explosion took out half of it and it doesn't look anyone or anything has been there for a long time." Zalen scratched his chin. "It might be worth checking it out. T...
Forced to skip her Economics class to rendezvous with Ryan at 2:40 in the boys locker room, Monica cautiously made her way downstairs from the gym. While the girls locker room was just down the hall she stopped in front of the Boy's arena. Faltering to look about nervously she waited until Ryan and Holden stepped out of the room in their gym attire. "About...
Chapter 1: Trip "Damn!" I said under my breath. The National Weather Service web page forecasted a big storm with high winds to arrive in southeast Alaska mid-day Friday. A storm that big would probably shut down the Juneau airport for a day or so right exactly when I wanted to leave and travel south to see my wife. Damn, I thought to myself. I had accept...
His lips were warm as he kissed me right behind my ear. I turned to look at him, but his hand on my shoulder kept me firm. His lips parted slightly as he kissed me again, just below his first kiss. He pulled my body back into his and his tongue flicked across my flesh, wet but hot. I crooked my neck to grant him access. His hand slid from my shoulder to my b...
As stated in my bio, these stories are meant to help me improve my writing, as well as just something I do for fun and when I have time. Feel free to comment suggestions, corrections, and constructive criticism, the pacing of the story may seem fast, but there is more to come I assure you. ***** Once everyone had recovered from the rat incident, Two had us...
Please join me on my trip in the time machine. On a trip back to one of the most formative sexual experiences of my life. An experience, that has stayed in my mind for almost 15 years and that recently gained actuality. Way back, in the last century, before myspace or face book, before the ubiquity of the tools we are all acquainted with these days, I was a...
There are no underage characters in this story. Being that this is a story about Santa Claus and Mrs. Claus, all characters betrayed are way over the age of 18. This is a Winter Contest story, please vote. * This is the real, unedited, sexually explicit story of Mrs. Claus & the Elves. A true story, the names of the elves were changed to protect their fa...
A few months had passed since the wild Christmas party, which had found me bound, beaten, ass-fucked, and humiliated in front of more people from my past. I was busy washing Mistress Chantz's convertible in a skimpy white string bikini and matching heels, with my hands bound behind my back, which was obviously quite a sight for the neighbors. By now I was us...