“You fucking whore!” Brian’s face reddened with rage as the blue carrier bag fell from his right hand, the condition of its contents causing him no concern whatsoever, transfixed, as he was, by the scarring scene before him. His entire being emptied of reason, understanding and, with a painful jerk, love, the vacuum they left…
Journey into Cuckoldry (c) Jenny Gently 2012 This is a ‘Cuckold’ / ‘First Swing’ story based on an idea from ‘Hardy’. I’m sorry but you withheld your email from the original publication so I couldn’t get in touch with you. I have very substantially re-written it but have kept it from the husband’s point of…
This story only available on Lush Stories. “You’ve been a naughty girl.” The deep bass of his voice resonated low and sinister in her left ear, a shock of peppery fear oozing from the pit of her stomach, up into her chest, making her heart race and her face glow with a spread of crimson…
As we were on our way to a four day romantic getaway at one of our areas five star hotels I couldn’t help but smile at my loving husband. It was our twentieth wedding anniversary and we were going to the same hotel we honeymooned years earlier and in the same wedding night suite as…
One sultry late spring evening after chatting with an out oftown girlfriend on the internet I accidently stumbled onto what you might call an interesting adult site. It had all kinds of sexual adventures of men and women in various situations. Intrigued I came across a very erotic article about a middle aged couple who…
I had just finished cleaning up in the bathroom. A spontaneous encounter with my best friend whilst wearing my girlfriend’s thong had left me a bit of a mess and as for the thong… well I guess I’d need to find something new. Fully cleaned up, I ran naked into our bedroom and started looking…
“Honey! Are you around?” I shouted from my room, rummaging through my drawers and naked from the shower. “What’s up, sweetie?” My girlfriend, Lisa, popped her head around the bedroom door. Her eyes taking in my body and a cheeky smile forming on her pretty face “Oh, looking good.” I wasn’t the most muscular guy…
Chapter Four I want to start by saying I love my husband Doug. What has transpired over the past few months was something that I wasn’t looking for it just simply happened. Here I was happily married for over fourteen years, housewife, mother of two who never cheated much less flirted with other men now…
Read More “Losing Pounds, Gaining a Cuckold – Chapter Four” »
Chapter Three I gingerly walked back into the living room sipping on a Mimosa my husband had made for me. Sunday mornings are usually my favorite time of the week, sleeping in and just cuddling with my hubby. Well this Sunday I didn’t cuddle with Doug but with Russ. I was with my second lover…
Read More “Losing Pounds, Gaining a Cuckold – Chapter Three” »
Chapter Two It was now early Sunday afternoon the day after my first sexual encounter with another man since my marriage to Doug. I was alone in my thoughts, lounging at our pool, reliving the intimacy I had with Frank the night before. My husband was out doing errands and picking up our two boys…
Read More “Losing Pounds, Gaining a Cuckold – Chapter Two” »
Chapter One I am a married woman, my name is Toni. I will turn thirty-six this August and have two wonderful boys ages 10 and 12. My husband just turned forty-three and I love him dearly. He has always been very mild mannered, easygoing and still very handsome on his stocky but solid 5’10” frame….
Read More “Losing Pounds, Gaining a Cuckold – Chapter One” »
Simon’s breathing started to get deeper and louder as he neared orgasm. He stroked his erection faster. A buzzing sound filled the room punctuated by a squealing female voice. Emelda took her wide eyes off his groin and glanced across the bed, and the nude male masturbating between us, at me. “Goodness, Sally, this talking ‘laptop’…
I was never a well built guy in high school but I was still one of the best football players, yet I wasn’t the guy that the girls wanted to be with. I did date a few girls but none that I was in love with or interested in sleeping with. I was lucky enough…
After my 1st meeting with Susan, I stayed the night at hers. We had found out we shared a fetish and this seemed to make us easy in each others’ company, as if we had been dating for weeks. Susan liked to wee in her knickers, and the night before had pissed all over her…
(Some of this story may be slightly fabricated, but don’t worry about what is and what isn’t, just enjoy the story.) It was back in February when me and my girlfriend plus a few friends decided to go to a con. We hung out together and thought it would be fun. A friend bought my…
