Note: Read all the way to the end for a 'surprise' regarding the continuation of this series.
Three Weeks Later
I watched my wife getting dressed to go see another man. She stood in front of the floor-length mirror, brushing back her hair, a shiny, brilliant red. She wore a simple green sundress and sneakers. Nothi...
2025-10-21 16:00:12 +0000 UTC View Post
Hello Dear Readers!
Some of you may or may not know that Literotica often holds writing contests for various topics and holidays. This year I decided to enter the Halloween Contest in an effort to write something a little different and pull myself out of the burnout/slump I'm in.
Since it's a contest, that means there's a possibility for a prize (YAY!). So I would humbly ask that yo...
2025-10-19 15:57:50 +0000 UTC View Post
Due to issues with Patreon I'm unable to post Chapter 7 directly. Here's a link to the chapter. Sorry for the inconvenience.
2025-10-18 11:50:20 +0000 UTC View Post
I stared at my phone. At the pathetic little text I’d managed to send. It said nothing. Gave nothing. It was just a passive, plain text. And Conner hadn’t replied. Not even to something so innocuous.
What did that mean?
Did it mean he didn’t believe me? Because what I texted was true. It just left out the part where I fucked Ash in our bed. And it left out the possibilit...
2025-10-16 14:00:12 +0000 UTC View Post
I was sitting outside my house for the second time in just a few hours. Afraid to go in. Not because of what I might walk in on this time… nothing I’m sure, since Ash’s car was gone. But Daisy’s car was still missing. Had she left with him? Was I coming home to an empty house? My wife finally having left me for someone who could satisfy her?
I pulled out my phone, thinking to trac...
2025-10-06 13:00:14 +0000 UTC View Post
Daisy’s Day
How could I have been so stupid?
Probably because I grew up in a majority of time where everything getting backed up to ‘the cloud’ wasn’t a reality. But now everything is synced. Saving to servers in some unknown place. Trusting corporations and executives to stick to their ‘promises’ that they will keep my data safe. But in order to even d...
2025-09-29 13:00:09 +0000 UTC View PostBurn out is real.
Over the past nine or so months since I started writing and put together this page, I've been writing. Writing and writing and writing. I've always been a prolific writer. I write fast and extensively (if not very consistently).
I started with a couple of series and have since expanded to multiple series and works. Continuations. Commissions. One Shots. Collaborat...
2025-09-28 14:00:12 +0000 UTC View Post
I parked next to the curb rather than pulling into my driveway. Mainly because I couldn’t. Someone’s car was parked where Daisy’s car should have been. I didn’t recognize it… but it wasn’t hard to figure out who it belonged to. A sports car. Sparkling cherry.
I gripped my steering wheel as I stared at the red paint… seeing red… red… so angry… an image of a bull snortin...
2025-09-22 13:00:10 +0000 UTC View PostSaturday Morning
Stacy lay in be
2025-09-16 13:00:15 +0000 UTC View Post
“Have you tried an extender? Or perhaps a penis sleeve?”
I suppressed the urge to grab Dr. Vance by his white coat collar and throw him across the room. Mainly because that wouldn’t be good for my back. Not because the suggestion of using some sort of false penis to please my wife was utterly humiliating.
It wasn’t the first time this idea had come up. Daisy had even suggest...
2025-09-15 13:00:11 +0000 UTC View Post
I stood quietly in front of the coffee machine in the breakroom. It was early on a Friday, and the office was quiet. Most people didn’t start getting in until around nine, but I always liked being early on Fridays so I could leave early. It was my routine.
So much had been disrupted over this last year, holding on to one thing, even as small as this, that was consistent was invaluable....
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2025-09-04 23:44:04 +0000 UTC View PostHotel room coffee wasn’t great, but not the worst I’d ever had. I remember working at Wal-mart when I was young and drinking the sludge that passed for coffee that was made in the breakroom. Compared to that, hotel room coffee was gourmet. It was still bland, but it did the job.
I nursed my cup as I sat at the little desk in the room, staring at my ...
I spent my day doing two things. Cleaning the house, and ignoring texts from Ash. I’d been neglectful of my duties at home over the past month since things started up with Ash. Not that house cleaning was an expected job or duty for me. Conner did plenty of that work too, but it was unfair to unload it all on him while I went out… ugh.
All my energy had gone into deep cleaning the hou...
2025-09-01 13:00:13 +0000 UTC View Post![[Update] State of my Projects 8/31](https://img5.illustratorsleak.com/storage/5/ct/hu/dbda34-019e7097-2bee-7e33-8470-8b81aa3530ec.jpg)
It's probably not a surprise, but this month (August) I've gotten a little behind.
This month with school starting, work, family, I haven't had as much time to write as I usually do. On top of that... I have a lot of projects, as well as Commissions, and so it's hard to work on everything consistently and put out quality. I'm trying. but there's only so many hours in the day.
That b...
2025-08-31 17:00:10 +0000 UTC View PostAuthor's Note: This was a commission reques
2025-08-31 13:00:14 +0000 UTC View Post
I didn’t even bother to shower off last night. Could Conner smell it on me? Why did that make me feel like I was a teenager again, trying to hide the smell of pot or cigarettes from my parents.
Conner wasn’t in bed when I woke up. He wasn’t in the house either. And I woke up at six. Much earlier than he needed to be at the office. The absence spiked such a visceral fear inside me th...
2025-08-25 13:00:07 +0000 UTC View PostWhen We Were Married - Daniel Quentin Steele
Warning: This series... (currently clocking in at nearly 800K words total) Is NOT FINISHED.
Edit: It's been brought to my attention that it appears the author of this series has passed away. Such a shame. It's a good story overall. RIP.
I just spent the better part of two days binging the series (the part that is free on Literoti...
My Crude Boss Cucks Me - Bridgekicker
Right now there are 22 chapters of this short form series out on Reddit. And this story is sizzling. It's erotic. Sensual. Tense. Gut twisting and addicting.
We follow Travis and Nicole as they begin diving into voyeurism and then get swept up in cuckolding. It's a fairly straightforward cuckolding story, boss doms his subordinate and his wife. ...
2025-08-20 14:59:54 +0000 UTC View Post
We were trying.
I sat at the small table in our kitchen, sipping at my coffee, looking out the window. Our backyard was small, but nicely tended. Lovely flowers and shrubs. A tall standing birdhouse in one corner and an old oak in the other that gave a decent amount of shade in the summer. I’d spent a fair amount of time out there, Daisy by my side, doing the hard work to make it look p...
2025-08-18 13:00:16 +0000 UTC View Post
I’d watched the video almost a dozen times. There were probably more. But I couldn’t get past that first one. I watched my wife riding Ash over and over and over. There was clear disdain in her voice for him, but her body was submitting. Letting him cum inside her. The sounds of her pleasure… pleasure I’d once given her, now being given by another. It was stomach churning.
I...
2025-08-12 13:00:05 +0000 UTC View PostSometimes you just want a quick simple, sweet story. So I'll keep this review much the same.
This is a short story about Matthew and Sarah. Sarah is scared of performing her gymnastics routin...
2025-08-08 18:23:12 +0000 UTC View Post![[Update] State of My Projects 8/6](https://img5.illustratorsleak.com/storage/10/vy/rz/dbda34-019e7097-2c77-7f00-a625-fcbe62228591.jpg)
It's been a little bit since I've done an update. Summers are typically very busy with school being out, vacations, work, and other activities. Thankfully I've still been able to find time to write but I know things have been a little slower when it comes to the main series I've started.
Let me assure you I'm not abandoning any projects. That being said, sometimes things might get put on ...
2025-08-06 13:00:14 +0000 UTC View Post
“Shit! Shit! Shit!” I wanted to hammer down on the accelerator. To speed. It was past eleven. I should have been home hours ago. There was supposed to be a hot pizza sitting in the passenger's side seat. I should have been debating what movie to watch. Instead, I was pushing the speed limit, weaving in and out of what little traffic there was, keeping me from getting home to my hus...
2025-08-05 13:00:17 +0000 UTC View Post
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2025-08-05 13:00:14 +0000 UTC View PostHow to Destroy a Perfect Marriage - danoctober
Have you ever read a story, the first instalment of a series, and really liked it? You liked the setup. The characters. The conflict. It all just works for you...
2025-08-02 14:49:36 +0000 UTC View PostThe Photo Album - DickWittington
One of my biggest kinks is 'modeling'. What I mean by this can vary a little but mostly, the idea of a woman laying herself out bare or wearing something sensual/sexy (especially lingerie...
2025-07-30 13:58:47 +0000 UTC View Post
Author's Note: This story contains cheating, cuckolding, infidelity, erectile disfunction, and spinal injury (off screen).
I was in my home office when Daisy got home near 1 AM. She didn’t see me. The lights were off, and I was sitting in the dark, a glass of Scotch in hand that I hadn't touched since I’d poured it an hour before. I w...
2025-07-26 13:00:12 +0000 UTC View Post