Cuckold Stories

At our New Years Eve party this year, Witchy, Little Momma and I have a Threesome. Dawg and Bull watch. Witchy wants Bull. Is she able to do it? Do Little Momma and I alike even try?

The original version of this story drew some of the lowest scores and harshest comments I've ever received. Instead of deleting the original and writing it off, I decided to do a rewrite. If you read the first story, please read this one and let me know if it's any better, or if the whole concept just sucks rocks.

Man finds out his wife isn't what she appears to be. The husband goes off and in the end one person is dead. This is not like my usual fare.

Myself Cooper Smith, I' m 26 years old male working in a Medicine Manufacturing Company. Our company built Generic Medicines and my job is to sell them to Medical Stores. I' m living in a Metropolitan City having a vast work area. Through I have two three cities in my work area but my target usually gets completed with the city range. I was well established at the age of 23 and so with family pressure I got married. Amelia was her name, she was 5 foot 7 inches and with heals looked taller.

Just another she needs a bigger dick and he can't suppy it.

This fantasy is inspired by a genuine photo from a web site, showing a man on his knees pleading with his wife inside a divorce court in 1948. This is a my interpretation of how his wife engineered his appearance there for her own gain, never intending to divorce him, but wishing to dominate him, and own him completely. His initiation into his newly reviewed marriage vows, involve a cuckolding, direct input from his wife's assertive attorney, and a hired dominatrix. All ensure his obedience.