Cuck queen Stories

Charlotte saw herself as the ideal wife, 32 and still turning heads with her long auburn hair, toned body from yoga and Pilates, and a smile that put people at ease. Her green eyes reflected her kind nature. Married to Mark for eight years, their suburban life was solid: a comfortable house with a picket fence, a backyard garden, barbecues with neighbors, and sex that was steady if not explosive. Mark, 35, a marketing exe...

Roger trotted down the stairs, dressed in loose pants and a T-shirt. Marley was pacing the living room floor talking on the phone. Still naked, still looking freshly fucked. “…because it’s none of your business, Gloria! You have no idea what you’re even talking about.” She paused to listen. “Yes…yes…exactly right. And I would appreciate it if you would keep what you think you saw to yourself. I will see you on Monday!” Sh...

Key to the agreement between the voluptuous Cassy and her cuckold husband, Roger, was that he must be ready to "prepare her for date night." This week it was Saturday night, so luckily no work to make him late. Her bull/lover, Derek was taking her Downtown Chicago to dinner and a Broadway musical followed by an overnight at a luxury hotel. While the two had exquisitely hot sex, Roger would be required to wait at home wear...

Cassy’s voice was sharp. “On your knees then, if that’s all you can offer!” Roger dropped to the carpet, and the familiar rush in his ears returned. Not knowing what his wife would do next made him swim in arousal. His willingness caused unexplained excitement that had rewired him. Roger served with joyful supplication. His nearly naked, reddening ass was the result of her first wave of irritation when he was late home fr...

Grant laid back on the bedroll, his body trembling and his breath coming in short, ragged gasps as Zatani descended upon him. The goblin's small and nimble hands made quick work of his pants, tugging them down his legs, planting a trail of kisses on his exposed thighs, and tossing the garb carelessly to the side. Grant's heart raced as he felt the cool night air on his exposed flesh, his manhood already straining and thro...

My name is Jamie. I am a lesbian, and I am in my late twenties. I never wanted to put my body through pregnancy or childbirth, but it seems so selfish, now, to hoard my perfectly fertile body when my best friend, who is straight, has always wanted to be a mother. My personal opinion is that if you cannot reproduce on your own, then that is the laws of nature telling you that you should find a new way to satisfy your desir...