Katie Last night had been nothing short of incredible. Matt and Mark had been teasing me from the start of the show, subtle touches, soft whispers, and knowing glances exchanged in the dim light. Every touch, every suggestive word, had only heightened the anticipation. When the show finally ended, we’d found a quiet, hidden spot on the top deck, stars glittering above us, the soft hum of the ocean our only soundtrack. It...

Allie sat on the edge of her bed, surrounded by a whirlwind of gift ideas, each one vying for her attention. Her husband Rogers’ 30th birthday was just around the corner, and she wanted to make it unforgettable. She glanced at the clock, feeling the pressure of time ticking away. “Okay, Allie,” she whispered to herself, flipping through her mental list. “He loves gadgets, but does he really need another one? What about so...

It was during one of our recent role-playing sessions that it became apparent that our repeated fantasy play, and sexually oriented banter had desensitized both of us to the concept of sex with others when Cheri suddenly hinted that she was now in a place where she wanted to turn our fantasy into reality. “Does the concept still turn you on and if so, are you still OK with it?” Cheri asked inquisitively as if testing the...

Katie As we step aboard the ship, I take a long, satisfying look at the polished decks, the subtle sway of the ocean already humming beneath my feet. The salty breeze has that tang I adore, promising mischief and indulgence. Jack gives my hand a squeeze, a knowing smile pulling at the corners of his lips. He’s quiet as ever, but his eyes glint with that familiar, thrilling look. We’ve been talking about this trip for mont...

‘Was she any good?’ It's four in the morning, and I watch my husband undress. Aaron has just arrived home and, momentarily, I feel sorry for him as he finds it impossible to look me in the eye. He drops his jeans to the floor, leaving them in a crumpled heap, and that will probably infuriate me in the morning. But, right now, his untidiness is irrelevant. I have other things to think about, more pressing issues. Such as,...

I will briefly summarize a true story from last weekend here. My spouse and I threw a dinner party to express our gratitude to some of our closest friends for their invaluable assistance during our recent move; we could not have completed the task without them. There were eight of us at the dinner table: four guys and four attractive women. My best friend Kev, who had just gotten divorced, was there with his newest girlfr...

Caitlin sighed as she stepped into the dimly lit bedroom, her eyes heavy with exhaustion after a grueling day at the office. Her husband, Eric, had already changed into his comfortable pajamas, lounging on the bed and scrolling through his phone. She knew he'd had an equally tiring day, and the weight of their shared stress hung heavy in the air. "Hey, babe," she said softly, her voice laced with fatigue. "Rough day?" Eri...

The younger sister of my spouse, with whom I had always playfully cuddled and flirted, recently tied the knot with a British military man. They had moved into their first new house, which they had purchased cheaply due to financial difficulties; the old detached house needed a lot of work, which I offered to assist with. I was multi-skilled and knew lots of people in the trade who were keen to help, most of them fancying...

Dear Natalie, I want to put this down in a letter as we are probably both a little embarrassed as to the events of the last twenty-four hours. Reply honestly when you feel able to. So, what happened last night? That is very much a rhetorical question as we both know what happened. I wanted to put it in my own words for the reality to actually sink in as it all seems like a bit of a dream. It started with a trip to the loc...

Saturday night and it was another date night for Cat and me, it had been a while since our last night away, so we were both looking forward to it. Cat wore my favourite dress of hers, it was the green silk one she wore the night she got her brains well and truly fucked out of her. My cock still gets instantly hard when my mind goes back to that night. We sat and had drinks in a mostly empty hotel bar. There were two actua...

Cuckold Chronicle Issue One *** “You’re joking, aren’t you?” Becky was suspicious, as if I were a police officer trying to lure her into a trap. “Either that or you’ve gone crazy!” “Becky,” I said, my voice as sincere as anything. But we both know that I’m just not good enough to make you feel that way.” I couldn’t believe that after so long the words had finally come out of my mouth. And to my wife. Becky sat beside me o...

It’s been two weeks since I last left Alex panting and desperate in my office. She’s eager to please, that slut, but I’m getting tired of the doe-eyed stares across the corridor. Her need for recognition turned me on at first, even if I never let her see it — but as the weeks stretch on and the end of her internship draws closer, I’m finding myself picturing the next tight girl that might bend herself over my desk. Alex w...