It was an otherwise ordinary Friday night in my life. I had been out with friends while my girlfriend Gina was away enjoying spring break in Florida (and probably more than a few cocks and pussies as well). I hadn't been able to join her because I needed to bear down to get a passing grade in two classes at my first year of college. Soon enough she would be...
The beautiful Cassie lay underneath the thrusting body of Leroy. Her slim white legs were spread wide, facilitating the deep penetration both she and Leroy craved. Lost in the depths of their lovemaking, she heard heavy panting in the room, but then realised it was hers! Leroy's sexual abilities were again causing her to lose herself in ecstasy. She could fe...
She lay there on the ground, sweat dotting her brow. Her dress was sprawled out beside her now naked form. The man between her legs was thrusting into her hard and fast, grunting as he did. She was urging him on, her face telling me more than anything. Looking at her through the binoculars, I knew that what I was seeing was not a rape. They had walked up t...
The events told in this story happened in the summer of 1974. At the time, George was a college student at CalPoly, San Luis Obispo, California studying Architectural Design. He contacted me after reading some of my cuckold stories, offering to tell me about an amazing summer all those years ago which had remained in his mind ever since and which he believed...
What does it mean to be a cuckold? It actually means many different things to different cuckolds. But let's start at the beginning: The truth vs. the Truth. The Truth, or an absolute Truth, is actually unnamable, or rather it exists, but when you try to interpret it and put words to it, it becomes one of very many truths, as many truths as there are peopl...
~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ No honey, we don't have to talk. She chose the wrong man to betray. There's no need to talk about it, not with a man of action. An original quick little flash story for the BTB crowd. Partially inspired by a truly great song. Partially inspired by valeriahart's Karen and Mark (the bar meetup scene). I know that I usually write...
Rebecca made the big money and it was her wages that paid for most of the wedding & honeymoon which made me feel so inferior to my wife and also meant I simply complied with all her wishes. Our honeymoon was to Florida Keys and a luxurious hotel by the beach. I knew very little about the place before arriving and when we got there I allowed Rebecca to do mo...
No matter what you say of me, I am not worried as long as my wife Gwen stands with me. Call me perverted, call me weird, call me a cuckold, weak and lame but Gwen knows what I am and understands me so well. This is a secret no man or woman can understand. At first Gwen was worried about my deep fantasy of wanting to share my wife with another man but she...
Disclaimer: All characters in this story are 18 years of age or over. * Chapter 08: Fun in the kitchen The following weeks I took the initiative to some risky adventures between Carmen and me. In the morning I would walk up behind Carmen in the kitchen and caress her tight ass with Peter still ind the room. When he left we would kiss and caress each othe...
It doesn't really get going in Pattaya until quite late in the evening. The wilder party goers usually spend their days at the beach relaxing and recuperating from the previous night's excesses. Then after eating a late dinner, with their batteries recharged they filter into the honky tonks and girlie bars around ten or eleven to begin the excitement again....