Always call before you come home early [cuckold] [voyuerism] [humiliation]

Chuck truly loved his job. He had been hired as project manager at an up and coming video game company. Essentially, he was working his dream job. They were currently working on a dumb, but incredibly fun, game centering on an eco-terrorist werewolf attempting to avert the apocalypse. His team was on a deadline, and he was working excessively late hours.

Between his long hours and a lengthy commute, he had not seen enough of his wife Elena lately. Elena was so easygoing that, aside from an occasional tongue in cheek sarcastic remark, she hadn’t really complained about his absence. However, her low-pressure job in sales kept mostly nine to five. Chuck knew his hours had been too long. They had a beautiful marriage and genuinely enjoyed their time together. However, even the best marriage had to be maintained.

Therefore, when his exciting werewolf apocalypse project was finally finished, he asked for a few days off and went home early, knowing Elena had the day off. His day ended in time to bring home lunch. His wife kept her good figure well into her thirties by eating right, so he got two salads for them to enjoy together.

Everyone Has A Price (MF / Teaser / Dubcon / Cheating / Cuckold / Celebrity)

Everybody has a **price**. Human nature is as such – whatever pretences we may put up about our convictions; our red lines; our ‘nevers’ – the truth is at for the right price, with the right incentives, you can get anyone to do *anything*.

For the right **price**, anything could happen. History tells us as much. You could get a police officer to turn a blind eye to a speeding ticket for a thousand dollars. You could get enforcement agencies ignore lapses in your company’s compliance with the relevant laws for hundreds of thousands of dollars. You could even get a person to betray his country – to sell state secrets to the enemy, for millions of dollars and maybe an offer of asylum. So long as the **price** is *right*, nothing is impossible. And with the **knowledge** of one’s price, and the **means** to fulfil it, you can get anyone to do anything.

A mother’s lust, Part 4 [cuck] [Fdom] [MmF] [inc]

Her son’s hug was decorous, almost formal, as he held her briefly, one big arm circling her mid-back. She felt the soft brush of his mustache and beard against her cheek as he kissed her there, almost in a perfunctory way, and then she was released. He took a step back, and she looked up at him. His face was almost crimson, and she saw fine beads of sweat on his brow. She saw his eyes raise to the stairs and then he dipped to set his bags down before rising again to his full 6’4” and stood, looking up and past her for a moment, before smiling — strained, not at all his usual care-free grin — and saying, “Hi dad.”

She turned too, and there was Daniel, slightly above them both on the fourth riser, paused. His face was just as flushed as his son’s, and for a space of moments, they stood there, all three in an odd tableau. She had time enough to wonder, fleetingly, if all of this hadn’t been a rather enormous mistake. But then she steeled herself, reached inside for her strength and need and desire — as well as what she knew Daniel himself needed — and stepped forward, reaching for her husband’s hand on the polished oak banister.

[MF] My wife, and my brother

My younger brother was 2 years behind me. That was just enough that we were sometimes in the same school, sometimes not, and never had the same interests. His friends didn’t know mine. He was basketball, I was swimming and tennis. He played well in teams; I was a loner, competing only against myself. I got much better grades, he consistently had more luck with girls. He was the stud, even at 18, a tall high school senior dating all the hottest girls. I was a virgin until 20, a drunken community college frat party hook-up.

Because we were so different, we loved each other “like a brother”. We didn’t, couldn’t compete with each other. He was always going to get Cs while I got As. He would always be the better athlete, and the big man with the girls.

High school gets pretty mellow the second half of senior year. All the grades and test scores that will matter are on the record. Senior Spring is basically for fun, and Kendrick had fun. He had female classmates in his bedroom all the time when he and I were the only ones home. Yeah, I was a commuter student at community college, still living with my parents, and he was headed towards a sports scholarship at Ohio State. I’d be home, studying, mid-afternoon when he came home from school. He almost always had a girl.

We took charge with a newbie couple (a little bi) [group]

As a bit of background, my wife and I enjoy playing in a variety of manners. We’ve always been ggg. We have an open relationship, but she only likes to play with others when I’m present.

She’s submissive to me and this plays into her fantasies. Although we’re both early 40s, we stay in shape. My wife is 5’6″, curvy blond with 34c breasts, a radiant smile and amazing breasts. I’m 6’1″, solid build, trim beard and 7″.

I came across an online ad from a couple, James and Sarah, who were looking for a more experienced couple to play with. They were younger than us by a few years. Both a bit inexperienced, but had been talking about a variety of sexy scenarios and wanted to make them a reality. She had been in a threesome before with a past boyfriend and they had both met with one other couple but it was unsatisfying as everyone was too timid so not much happened.

We chatted online a bit, got to know each other and exchanged some pics. Sarah was very pretty. Dark haired and soft in the right ways. James was good looking in a boyish way, average sized. He definitely wanted to see Sarah fucked and be with another woman. Based on his comments, he seemed very hot for my wife.

Brutally cuckolded by reconnecting with a fling (bi, cuckold, mmf) long

This is long. Involves mf, mmf, bi

We had just started hooking up again after both of us getting out of long term relationships. Amy’s pussy was the wettest I’ve ever experienced and our first night going back to my place was no different. Well, it was a little different, we were both older and I let out of a few desires that I didn’t have in my early twenties and even if I did, I wouldn’t have said anything.

Amy was medium height and very petite, b sized perky tits with a few carefully placed tattoos. She still had that pixie cut, that I remembered from college, today it was boyish looking and dyed blue and red. I’m glad she kept this look into her 30s.

We had some drinks and came back to my place and things heated up quickly. Before I knew it, we were on my couch and she was sucking my dick with a frenzy. I instinctively pulled on the back of her head and pulled her up to kiss me. The third time that I did this, she let out a loan right into my mouth and said “that’s hot”

A Day Of Realisation [Cuckold] [MMFF] [Training] [Mind Games] [Cheating] [Humiliation] [Oral] [Fiction]

This is a Follow on of my previous story “Things May Have Changed For Good” it acts as a stepping stone for a further story arc that i’m working on, and is a next day reaction and then a mischevious proposition from the dominant couple. I hope you Enjoy it, as always, feedback is essential so i would appreciate some ?

Alternative Currency (Part one) [Group sex] [multiple men] [paying off a debt] [questionable/coerced consent] [rough] [bondage] [slight sadism] [boyfriend forced to watch]

He was behind me and his hand gripped my throat, just beneath my chin, firmly. His goal was to hold my head still as he pressed his middle finger into my mouth and his other fingers pressed against my cheeks and lips. He was testing me, seeing if I would resist or obey as instructed. I lifted my tongue and sucked on his finger, mimicking the same pointed tip, curls and swirls I would employ while sucking cock.

He leaned down close to me, “I was hoping you would resist,” the old man growled.

I stared straight ahead and into the mirror standing in front of me. My wrists were bound behind my back, I was slightly suspended as the rope from my wrists was secured to the canopy above me and I was made to lean forward until all of my upper body weight caused the rope to dig into the soft flesh at the base of my palms. My ankles were tied wide apart, my knees offered very little support as a result. At the head of the bed lay a mountain of pillows and on top of the pillows, angled towards me, was a large ornate mirror.

I [M] went out for a friday night drink with friends of friends and ended up fucking the girlfriend [F] while the boyfriend sat and watched [M] (Not cheating I was a bull for a cuck)

So a quick bit on me. I’m 6ft reasonably athletic and have been blessed with a pretty great 8 inch cock which I am proud of. I am in my early twenties and this happened relatively recently. Id quite dramatically come out of a long dry spell and this follows on from my luck changing.

So after my previous story (Found a cuck couple on reddit and had ended up fucking the hot wife) I had obviously gained a lot of confidence and had started telling it a lot on drunken nights out. Well turns out words spread fast. On one of my fairly normal club nights out a friend introduced one of his own mates and winked at me knowingly, which I thought was odd but didn’t understand til much later. We ended up getting on quite well, and I woke up the next day to him having dropped me a message asking me if I wanted to come out for drinks with him his girlfriend and a few others next week. I said sure, seemed fun, and didn’t think too much of it until the day.

The Hotel Maid

I was working as a hotel maid during the summer to get some money together for uni. It was menial stuff but it did pay quite well. on Tuesday’s I was a waitress in the cafe in the mornings then went round cleaning rooms after breakfast when people started going out for the day. The hotel was posh and I had to dress up in a proper French maid uniform.

This particular Tuesday I went up to a table with a family of four. The mum and dad looked fairly normal the younger boy about 15 looked quite nice, short brown hair, fit body. However, the older boy about 18 looked gorgeous. He was tall muscly smooth black hair and a nice face eyes you could stare into and get lost in for days. I smiled at them “hello I’m Katie I will be your waitress this morning do you know what you are going to order?”
“Err yeah I think we will all have the full English” the dad said

“no mushrooms for me though” the younger boy said, hardly hiding the face that he was looking at my cleavage visible due to my low cut shirt. I noticed with pleasure that the 18 year old was also trying not to look.