Category: Cuckold Stories

I once thought that the perfect life with my wife Shelly would be to get married and live happily ever after, sharing ourselves with each other and only each other until death do us part. I since discovered that the definition of perfect changes as the years go by. Shelly is 36 years old. I’m … Continue reading The Perfect Life

The night before I leave for an out of town trip we meet up with a buddy before heading to a bar for drinks. They hug when he arrives. They always hug. She likes it. She likes him. They always hug, long and deep hugs in which he almost always reaches down and playfully starts … Continue reading Four Hours

We were just married and living with Amy’s parents at the time and we tried to hide it when we wanted sex but with her parents there all the time we had to improvise at times. Amy was a very willing partner and we fucked whenever we could and sometimes taking chances of getting caught. … Continue reading Amanda

It was Xmas week, when my cousin Phil popped round for a beer, we hadn’t planned one but he was going through a rough time with his marriage and decided to call in and have a chat. There certainly wasn’t a great deal on the television so out came the cards instead. We hadn’t played for … Continue reading Colchester cuckold wife

This is based on a true marriage experience. Obviously names and places have been changed. Continuing from Part One: With our extravagant lifestyle we soon went through the financial endowment. I lost my job as I was drinking too much. Our marriage was in a desperate situation both at the bank and in bed. An … Continue reading Debbie does Alabama Part Two

“Under no circumstances are you going to fuck me and my wife” I tell the big man Ramon, shit scared when I was saying it. “Oh yeah bitch! we’ll see about that!” Ramon says that, pushes me on the bed. I was already naked and he too, Raina my wife was watching. Ramon’s big cock … Continue reading Mad affair

The moment I was sure my husband wouldn’t wake up I slid out of bed and quietly snuck out of our bedroom closing the door behind me. I walked into the spare bedroom to find John lying on his back with his dick erect like a flagpole as he jerked himself off. I quickly pushed … Continue reading Dancing With A Friend – Part 2

When I invited John to go dancing, it was as a friend. I thought it would be fun to go out dancing at the club with a male friend, since my husband doesn’t dance. I could tell John was into me the moment we met. He is a handsome man, but being married, the thought … Continue reading Dancing with a Friend