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Darkwanderer

The Dark Wanderer cuckold and slutwife story archive

Sep
18
by Throne

My initial idea had seemed okay. I wanted to have a three-way with my wife, myself, and a gay man who had occasional straight tendencies. What can I say? I thought it would be exciting to see her done by someone who's not fully straight, because I figured he wouldn't be any long-term threat to our relationship. I understand now that I have a submissive side and, without knowing it, liked the scenario of someone gay -- less manly than me -- sort of 'defeating' me in bed, kind of taking my place. Anyway, that was my plan in the beginning, even if I didn't completely understand my motivations at the time. I discussed it with Kate and she surprised me by taking something that would most likely never have gotten past the...
Sep
17
Your Wife AND Your Daughter?

Alternate Title. Devilish Affair With the Feinstein's.



by Eroticwriter

Hyman Feinstein badly needed this arrangement. His financial future hung in the balance, and he was willing to do anything to seal the deal.

That included giving his faithful and reluctant wife and his shy and recently married daughter to Victor Cameron to use for his pleasure.

“Mr Feinstein,” Victor said, continuing to use formal names since this fucking was to be part of the business deal, “would you care to entertain yourself in some way, or come into your bedroom with the three of us and watch the action?”

Inside, Victor was elated. His first step, getting to fuck the two female family...
Sep
17
There were Peregrines nesting on the roof of the block opposite. As well as the countless flats and urban types, two splendid, no spectacular, falcons. I watched them drop from the ledge in an easy dropping dive and then rise abruptly again before they smashed into the block of flats where Judy and I lived. So there was a reason for the field glasses left on the ledge of the bedroom window. A legitimate reason. Then there came the day. That day. The day when I learned something about prim and proper Annette Gardner that I didn't know before. Annette worked with me in the real estate business. She was my associate, or should I say, she was my competitor. You see in our line of business leads are everything and much of your self esteem...
Sep
16
A couple of years later, this incident happened.

I used to go shopping with my stepmother who I called Mum, as she needed help to carry the bags, as the shopping centre was only a short walk away and Mum saw no need for the car. One day, before shopping, she came downstairs all dressed up, in a black leather miniskirt and flimsy blouse, her hair newly done and wearing the black leather thong sandals I'd just bought her for her Birthday. Her toes were newly painted all tarty red, and she wore an ankle chain and toe rings. "Do I look okay Bob?" she asked.

She looked so sexy and I said, "Yes, Mum.But why are you dressed up like this?" She smiled.

"I just felt like, that's all!"

As we walked through the high street she was getting...
Sep
15
Nathan, my black lover, forced George to wear a humbler last week and he hates it. George tells me it’s agonizing for him. I don’t care though. It’s really no-one’s fault but his own. He shouldn’t have acted so insolent and tried to woo me. Men like George aren’t supposed to get ideas above their station. He should have known that I am far too good for him. Nathan says that the discomfort will help George to properly learn his place, and I’m inclined to agree.

My name is Veronica, and although I’m only 23 I’m the owner of Harwood Hall. My father is Viscount Harwood. My official title is the Honorable Veronica Harwood, but Ma’am will normally suffice. While the Hall is in my name for tax purposes only, my father spends much of his time...
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Sep
12
Slave

by RLM
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Knight's Club:


Meghan was having difficulty driving... staying on the road. Although the speed limit was 65 mph, she dared not drive at that speed. The minimum speed was 40, but the car's speedometer held steady at 37 mph. Even at that speed, she was nervous that she might crash into the ditch or swerve into the oncoming lane to die in a head-on crash.

The intense vibrations of the vaginal insert seemed to be increasing. She slowed the car's speed to 35 as she struggled, almost hopelessly, to concentrate on the car and the road. She knew the back of...
Sep
07
by Throne

I was married to Mariel for only three months when I started to notice that something wasn't right. Our love life had dropped off to almost zero. Sex had always been great for me but her responses had dwindled since the honeymoon. I made an extra effort to look good for her. Tried a new hair product. Changed my regimen of skin cleansing and moisturizing. Got two new fitted shirts and a really nice pair of slim-leg jeans. I was getting desperate. Let me be honest and tell you two things straight out. I have a really powerful sex drive. A day or two without release and it becomes all I can think of. And because I wasn't getting what I needed, I had been masturbating on the sly. In fact, doing that had reawakened by...
Sep
05
Another Cheating Wife Story - Or Is It?

by RLM


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Lancer's Sports Bar:


It was a good night... No! That's not right... not at all. It was a great night!... A really great night! I felt so damn good I had even treated some of the guys at Lancer's Sports Bar to a round of drinks... something I can't remember ever having done before. I was high... really high, not on drugs, of course, as I never do that shit, but on the euphoria of having really stuck it to the worthless, cheating bitch... and I mean Bitch, with a capital "B". Fuck! It was just beautiful, I still could hardly...
Sep
05
Tyrone (Big Hate) Tuggs was angry. Just out of prison thanks to DNA for a rape he didn't commit. Some dumb white girl lied and he spent 14 years in prison down south. He got a big pull of money for this horrible mistake but it didn't replace his lost 14 years. The girl he was dating at that time was now married to someone else and had 4 kids, his mother died while he was in prison and he couldn't even attend the funeral, his friends had all moved on, etc so he really felt like he had nowhere to go.

So he bought a fine boat with the large sum of money received and was going to go to sea to fish, go island hopping, and to just get away from it all. He had his boat loaded with weeks of supplies such as food, bottled water, etc. There...
Sep
04
by Throne

I guess I shouldn't have married Gemma. She was a party girl. Gorgeous. Long blond hair. Slender but with an overly large bust. Fashion and make-up styles perfect for clubbing. Contrast that with me, Myron. An introvert. Short. Soft. Slender, with an exceptionally small dick. Fashion sense tending toward the metrosexual. But when she came to work at our company, as an outside consultant, I was smitten. I mean, following her around like a puppy. She picked up on that and, I guessed because she found it amusing, or maybe just because she wanted someone she could control, she said we should go out for a drink on Friday, after work.

Of course I accepted. She picked a trendy upscale place that cost plenty, but I...