My wife had found my cuckold porn on my computer, rather than freak out about it she had incorporated it into our sex life, but how far was she willing to go. She had said at the end of our first fantasy session that she was going out with her girlfriend and some of her black friends to a club. I did not know whether to be worried or turned on... The next d...
A man assumes a number of things when he gets married. I am no different in that regard. I assumed that my wife loved me and only me. Wrong assumption number one. When our vows said, "To death do us part," I assumed that my wife believed that wholeheartedly. Wrong assumption number two. I assumed that when we said that our wedding rings signified our unen...
Karen never stopped loving me. I am very aware of that fact; she would tell me over and over when I spoke to her and there was little doubt it was true. The first days were probably the hardest for her although some of the times that followed she also found difficult to come to terms with what they made her do. I of course, hated it all but found it tougher...
I have debated over writing down my stories for quite a while. As a military man who has been stationed overseas for most of his career I have many stories to tell...and a great imagination to help me take part of the truth and make a good fantasy out of it. This one is, however, a true account of how I was cuckolded by my wife/ex-wife. We have been separate...
[Massive re-write of this story. Good feedback. I flushed out the character's motivations.] * It all started because I jerk off too much. Every night, I would retreat to the basement after my wife, Kate, would go to bed early. Both of us are in our mid-forties. I often asked for sex, but my wife complained that I was never any good at it. She always said t...
This is the true story of how, after knowing each other for more than ten years, I found myself in bed with one of our closest family friends. I've changed the names and a few other details that might give too big a clue to my or Penny's true identities, but otherwise this is exactly how it happened – or at least it's how I remember it! In her early fortie...
I pulled into the garage and Jane was right behind me. She parked next to me in the garage and I closed the door. It was now four a.m. as we got out of our cars. "Damn I am tired." She said as she got out. "It has been a wild night." I responded. As we walked into the house she said, "I am heading to the shower." I followed her down the hall as she was...
[From reading and writing stories in the Loving Wives category I'm sure it is misnamed. Seldom are the wives Loving. The wife in this story isn't. As always votes and comments are encouraged. This story was revised on 27 June 2012.] * Over the last two months my wife had rekindled her close relationship with Helen, her sister. Before that we saw Helen and...
It was a week later and the four couples gathered for dinner at Chris and Rae’s house. It didn’t take long for Carrie, Laura and Rae to sense a major shift in the group dynamic. Their husband’s feelings towards Carla had obviously changed for some reason. A week earlier, she was an “old hag who was going to destroy the friendship” the guys had built for a li...
Streams of rainwater flowed relentlessly across the cracked grey pavement towards the gutters, reflecting the pale glare of the streetlights. This had once been a busy street in a buzzing and vibrant northern English town, whose textile mills produced high fashion garments for export world-wide. But Carbington was now a broken relic of a bygone era, its hea...