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Finally hooking up with my stepmother. [Pt.2][taboo][light cuckold][jealousy]

It was my sophomore year of high school, and I still thought way too often about back when I was in 8th grade and saw Amy step out of the shower. It still stung every day that I didn’t see her fucking tits. All this time I hadn’t seen much more than my stepmother in a one piece swimsuit, which only made me imagine what I saw underneath that one day even more. It wouldn’t be until this year that I saw more of Amy.

I was housesitting the neighbor’s 2 story house next door on a Friday night, and I was sitting up in the family room at about 9 pm. I was not allowed to have any guests over, so I just sat there watching movies, eating snacks and texting friends like I usually do in my house anyways. It hit me when I saw the “Low Battery” notification that I left the charger for my phone at my house. I had a weird feeling about using someone else’s things when it was unnecessary so I walked back over to my house to get my charger. Read more »

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A mother’s lust, Part 3 [cuck] [Fdom] [MmF] [inc]

Appreciate the nice comments on Parts 1 & 2.
Here’s Part 3. :)

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She feared for a moment she’d have to dose him with Scotch again, the way his face paled and he seemed to shrink into himself, away from her. His hand, which had been covering and caressing the bulge of his caged cock while she’d talked, sprang away as if he was suddenly scalded.

“We can’t … I can’t … we, we … this is too soon, too much,” he gibbered, looking at her with real panic. “Michael is … he’s coming here? *Today*?” He asked. He half-sat up as if to flee, and she put her hand on his arm again, firmly, holding him with her eyes and her words, firm yet loving, in control.

“Yes, honey. Our son is coming home today. Shhh… look at me,” she gentled him, making him look her in the eye, letting him feel her love and the force of her will. “Yes … our oldest son is coming to visit us. He’s staying the weekend. It will be wonderful to have him here, as always.” Seeing him slightly more settled, she placed both feet on the floor, used her free hand to settle her skirt about her, then smiled at him. “We would never want him to feel like he can’t come home, would we?” Read more »

His wife

I was on a business trip over the New Year and I went to a local club to enjoy the festivities and hoping to get my cock at least sucked!

I drank and chatted with folks and I ended up speaking to a woman named Lisa. She told me that she was 28 and her husband Steve was 30 and they were there that night for her to pick up and fuck a stranger in front of Steve.

Lisa was small and her breasts although small were very pert and she looked very sexy. Lisa was about 5’5, Black hair to her shoulders and she had a sexy tight little ass.

I whispered in her ear “I have a big cock and I’m a stranger!” Lisa laughed and said, “Yes you are!” and she reached down and grabbed my 8.5 inch cock and when she felt it’s size she lifted her eyebrows and looked at me with lust in her eyes and said, “That’s exactly the type of cock I want, big and hard!” Read more »

Looking for “cuck situation” stories with “non-cuck” endings [cuck actually feels betrayed and does something about it].

I really enjoy cuckold stories up to a certain point.

The thing is that, since I don’t think I really have a cuck fetish, I usually hate the endings. Like it litterally ruins most of the stories for me and often leaves me in a bad mood.

I am looking for “cuck” stories pretty much like the ones that are common here, but with a simple twist at the end, where the guy actually breaks up with the girl and she has to face the consequences of what she did. As you can see I want justice for the “victim” haha.

**Here are some examples of stories I would like to find:**

Threesomes where the guy gets left out and instead of discovering a cuck fetish, he feels betrayed and breaks up with the girl afterwards..

Stories where they even agreed to try an open/cuck relationship, but setting some ground rules that the girl breaks while being lost in lust (about condoms, no kissing, not berating the other, etc.).. Then the guy breaks up with here afterwards and doesn’t forgive her. Read more »

Things May Have Changed For Good – Part 2 [Cuckold] [FFMM] [Dominant Female] [Mind Games] [Big Cock]

This is Part 2 of this fictional story, please enjoy. I would love some feedback. ?

“Don’t you fucking dare cum” Jenny hissed at me, almost reading my mind, she stopped rubbing me, she must have felt It, I wanted to cum so bad from the constant rubbing but It was snatched away from me as I tried to buck my hips towards her resting fingers. “Look at this” she proclaimed “he loves It just as much, ok maybe not as much as you two, but he does love this! He just nearly came to his wife Cumming all over another mans huge cock!” She laughed

“Look I’m gunna take this out of your mouth, but before you say anything I want you to look at what IT Is, and just know, If you protest, or get angry and start causing an argument, It goes straight back In! Understand?” She looked me right In the eyes. ‘Finally, I can reason with them, I can try and talk my wife around, finally I can speak!’ I nodded In fake agreement. “Ok then, but remember what I said” She leaned forward and pulled the material from my mouth, It was white and soaked with spit. She opened up the material, and I realised what had been In my mouth this entire time, It was the boxers Robert had taken off earlier. They were Inside out and soaked In the crotch area, I presumed, from my mouth and not the water spillage earlier that evening. I sat silently, I wanted to speak out, I wanted to stop this, but I couldn’t, I couldn’t take those boxers going Into my mouth again, I couldn’t have his crotch against my tongue any longer. Read more »

[Buildup] Tamed Part 2: A Change In Persona

Be sure to leave a comment, I love reading them! This one is more of a build-up for things to come ;)

Disclaimer: This is all a publication of fiction and in no way happened. This also may get a little unrealistic. You’ve been warned.
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The days that followed were those of study. I had been spending more and more time in one of the campus libraries, from sun rise to sunset. It was gruelling to say the least. Not only was I working on my own, almost flawless reports, I was also working on Hana’s; that woman whom I am embarrassed to say I had spent the better part of 2 years trying to be anything more than her errand boy. It was hard for me to see her with other guys, clearly more interested in them than I… Alanah was right, while I worked on her education she was out with ‘Real Men’ who gave her everything… Read more »

A mother’s lust, Part 2 [cuck] [Fdom] [MmF] [inc]

Thanks for the positive feedback on Part 1.

Here’s Part 2. :)

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There was a long, long pause in which Dan’s face just seemed shocked to stillness, though his mouth worked minutely as if he was trying to form words.

Jenna, concerned, released his hands, rose, walked over to the bar near the back window and poured two fingers of his favorite scotch into a heavy tumbler, then returned, sitting, and pressed the glass into his hand.

“Drink this, Dan,” she ordered. “You’re scaring me, honey.”

Dan looked down at the glass in his hand, seeming not to know what it was, then raised his haunted-looking eyes to hers before raising the glass to his lips. The amber-colored liquid was gone in four swallows, and she watched her husband sit back against the couch cushion, color now suffusing his face in hectic splotches, as he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and breathed heavily, eyes watering.

Moments went by in which she watched him carefully, watched him recover himself slowly, his eyes rising to meet hers and then skidding away. His hand was shaking as he leaned forward to place the tumbler on the coffee table, the heavy glass making a skittering sound due to the shaking of his hand. Read more »

A mother’s lust, Part 1 (MMF, cheating, cuckolding, incest)

Jenna sat in the car, the engine running to keep the AC going, the cool air soothing and good against her overheated face. Her heart was pounding and she felt the familiar sticky wetness between her legs as she stared out the windshield at the house she shared with her husband, Dan, the house they now lived in alone after their two grown children had gone out on their own. It was a lovely home, she was proud to note — two stories, a well-kept rambler they’d owned for more than 30 years. An immaculately-trimmed lawn stretched to the curb, and in front of her was her husband’s still fairly new Lexus sedan. She herself drove the Mercedes SUV he’d purchased for her a few years back.

She looked in the mirror, touched her blond-and-brown streaked hair and examined her makeup carefully, trying to get her breathing under control, gazing into the reflection of her disconcertingly beautiful blue-green eyes … asking herself once again if she was going through with this. But today was the day. Things were already in motion. She’d asked Dan to come home early from work so she could share something important with him. Read more »

[Masturbation] Tamed Part 1: That Friday Evening

It’s been a while! I’ve been way too caught up with starting a novel to write this kind of X rated stuff on the side; besides I really have to be in the right mood to do this sort of thing. Either way please enjoy, feedback and comments are encoraged!

Disclaimer: This is all a publication of fiction and in no way happened. This also may get a little unrealistic. You’ve been warned.
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It started one Friday afternoon, in the height of summer. The scathing heat was unberable for most people around town; those that didn’t have the luxury of an air conditioned car to hide in were relagated to taking refuge underneath the towering buildings of the city square or the tall oak trees on campus a few minutes walk away. I was one of the unlucky few who couldn’t stop to cool myself off under a shaded area, I needed to get home, the milk and bread I bought from the shop was going to spoil quickly if I left them in the bag which I clung onto. In my other hand I held a thick, well used and heafty textbook large enough to be used as a doorstop. A book on phycology that I had read cover to cover multiple times over since I had started this college course last year. Read more »