Cuckold Wizards Adventure Novels & Stories

He was laughing at me all the time, but by the Goddess, his words, his barely-there touch, his kisses had driven me out of my mind. Do lovers really do that? Do they kiss each other in that intimate way… down there? My skin feels very hot. I throw away the rug, suddenly very thirsty. I also need to use the privy. And repair the wall. I am very hungry as well. First things first. I get to my feet, carefully placing my injured leg on the floor. The rubble has turned the floor dusty. After I repair the wall, I’ll beautify the hut once again. As I head for the privy, I’m reminded of Aldrich’s warning from last night about Werewolves being on the prowl in these woods. Deciding to be careful, I us

I said to her softly, then she put her head back down on my shoulder. Mysterious Woman “You know for the one assigned to end me you sure are a heavy sleeper,” The Wizard whispered to the quiet space of my room. “I woke up the second you put a foot on the top step,” I sleepily replied to him. I didn’t fall asleep because there were too many people in the house. “Oh, you have sensors,” he asked me. “No. I just know when someone is creeping up on me,” I replied sleepily and turned towards him. “Are you here for your payment,” I asked him as I slid the covers off my body. I heard his breath catch as he caught sight of what I was sleeping in. I was unsure what his real intentions were, but I knew

Griselda cut him short, anger rising in her tone. "It's my fault, I should have sent more competent people. It wouldn't happen again." Rafael intervened. Torak bowed his head as she dismissed them. "Sadly, the Wizards of Zed proved to be incompetent. We shall find a way to bring Prince Jaden back, we must." She smiled at him. "Thank you Rafa." He nodded as he walked away to continue his duties. Many centuries ago, The crucifix, also known as the rogue witches and wizards of the Central Coven, invaded the Kingdom at night.

I need a little help here. The map glows for a moment, points toward the bed, and then goes blank again. I walk over to the bed. I pull back the covers and look under the pillows, but nothing. I go to my knees and look under the bed. Beneath the bed, I see a dark brown and black amulet shining at me, waiting for me to take it home. There is also a set of eyeballs looking at me.

Had it been anyone else, Judas would have already pressed the woman’s head down to bury his cock deeper into her throat and enjoy more of that pleasuring sensation. Instead, Judas focused his attention on making Mavie’s pussy secrete more of her arousal fluids and slurped them down. The aroma of a virgin young woman increased his desire to possess her. Judas could clearly distinguish the difference between Mavie’s vagina against the ones who were no longer virgins when he had sex with them. And to be honest, there had been countless women Judas had sex with. Although he would not indulge in oral sex with every one of them, he still had many women to have tasted his skillful cunnilingus trick

"And you... Oh, god, yes, flood my cunt, Carter! You're a stud!" The pregnant wife came on the boy's cock, shaming her husband with her wanton desires. She had cuckolded him. Carter grunted, flooding her pussy with all his jizz. I whimpered, my twat milking Mr. Miller's dick. The pleasure flooded through me over and over again.

I slowly paced, barefoot, across the living room carpet. Her groans grew louder, and the noises of their bodies mating began to make an appearance. I glanced into the door and saw them, naked, fucking on Marks large suite bed. This was the site of my true cuckolding, where their honest admissions made an appearance. They were fucking freely, enraptured by one another's sexuality. They had experienced that initial explosion of sexual exploration, and now they were aimed at something deeper. He had Vanessa doggy style on his bed. I looked on as my wife's large tits bounced violently as he took her from behind. Her ass jiggled as she received his assault. It was similar to the scene from earlie

It was in this moment, when my aunt was kissing my back, holding me in place, almost as if I were about to run or something, that she was whispering in my ears that I should take her husband's cock in my wet teen pussy, did I believe that taboo sex was really happening in this world, not just staged in p**n. Here I never even thought this was a fantasy of mine, that I would want someone's husband to fuck me, let alone my own aunt's man, and weirdly with her watching, encouraging it. The way she held me almost like helping him take advantage of me if I had refused, it all made my pussy throb. “Show him what he's about to enter, dear niece,” Aunt Creseda said, parting my legs, and crazy enough

“I will have to at some point. Though I must admit I’d rather continue our adventures, that is selfish of me.” Fann’s hands moved up onto her arms, then down to her hands. He placed them on the window ledge. “Let’s have an adventure now.” “Now?” “Aye. Right here.” She felt him lifting her skirts as he kissed her neck. “A secret, wicked adventure. You are going to stand there and look out at the fields, the animals, and the people.” He easily found the slit in her drawers and began stoking her. “I am going to crouch down under your skirts and give you pleasure.”

' "I lifted my hand and got the light to twinkle the diamond, and I answered, 'Oh, no. My little-dick, cuckold hubby is home taking care of the kids. He'll probably jerk off his little pecker after he gets them to bed, dreaming about what his slut-wife is doing out on the town.'" I had to chuckle, and I said, "Thanks for throwing me under the bus! I hope it helped your cause." "Oh, it did!" she said. "Guys just love that shit for some reason; cuckolding some wimpy husband. And it also let us cut right to the chase. If he didn't know where the night was heading before that, he certainly did then.