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The Cuckold's Tale: Pandora's Box
The Cuckold's Tale: Pandora's Box
The Cuckold's Tale: Pandora's Box
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The Cuckold's Tale: Pandora's Box

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Do cuckolds regret sharing their wives with bigger, better, more passionate men? Bryce is beginning to wish he’d never suggested this lifestyle to his beautiful wife. While Dani eagerly prepares herself for a passionate night of fun and wild sex, Bryce can only watch and feel himself slowly going crazy with jealousy.

As the night rolls on and zero-hour approaches, Bryce reflects on the journey he and his wife have taken together, desperate to try and delay the moment Dani gives herself to another man. Bryce wanted to become a cuckold, and now his fantasy has come true. Be careful what you wish for. Once Pandora’s Box has been opened, it can never be closed again!

This is a Cuckold Tale, a series following married couples exploring the open, wild side of their relationships, often with a little more humiliation and submission thrown in. It features explicit sexual scenes and is intended for adults only.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherAndrea Martin
Release dateAug 10, 2018
ISBN9780463093238
The Cuckold's Tale: Pandora's Box
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Andrea Martin

I am Andrea Martin, the architect of your deepest desires. I write brisk, pacy stories full of character and intense erotic detail. I have sold over two thousand books to satisfied readers like you and that number is rising every single day. My stories usual involve taboo kinks, such as cheating, cuckolding, and rough sex fantasies. Some of my tales are based on real encounters, others are pure fantasy. (I'll leave it up to you to decide which is which!) I believe that marriage is the beginning of a whole new set of fantasies and experiences, and my goal is to make you feel the same way. I'm always open to suggestions, confessions and fantasies from my readers! I aim to publish new material on a regualr basis. If you like what I write, feel free to get in touch! I can be found on Reddit and Patreon as xxxandreamartin. Praise for Andrea Martin: ‘Wonderfully written and edited with great teasing, storytelling and lead in with full delivery on its sexy promise. What's not to love?’ ‘...the first book I've read by Andrea Martin. I can already tell you that it won't be the last!’ ‘Highly recommended.’ ‘Very hot and horny story, quite fast paced.’ ‘I have read other stories by this author and the writing quality has been excellent... a hot, fun read that I would recommend.’ ‘An amazing book Andrea, I look forward to reading many more of your works.’

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    The Cuckold's Tale - Andrea Martin

    The Cuckold’s Tale:

    Pandora’s Box

    Andrea Martin

    Copyright 2018 Andrea Martin

    Smashwords Edition

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    This was supposed to be my fantasy. How the hell did it end up this way? I was the one who wanted to walk this path, now it’s completely out of my control. The ideas and images used to flood my mind, making me feel drunk with erotic lust. Now my heart drops into my stomach every time my wife casually mentions it. If I could go back in time and do things differently, I probably would. Six months ago, if I knew then what I know now, I would’ve kept my damn mouth shut.

    But I didn’t. Instead I told my wife all about my super-hot fantasy and now I’m here, sitting in our bed, watching her slowly apply a careful layer of makeup – making sure she looks perfect in every detail – for another man. I am forced to watch the love of my life prepare her body for the eyes, hands, and lips of someone else. My stomach twists in agony as she smiles to herself in the mirror, humming a song – not just any song, but their song, the one that he played the first time they made love. She sways gently as she uncaps a fresh lipstick tube, the towel around her body swinging back and forth, offering tantalizing glimpses of her bare legs and stomach. I see the gleam in her eyes and the touch of pink in her cheeks and the spring in her step and it kills me. Why the fuck couldn’t I have kept my damn mouth shut?

    Six months ago, we were a normal – or whatever that word means – couple. Husband and wife. In love. Happy – not crazily enamoured, not after fifteen years, but happy enough in each other’s company. One son together. Good house. Good life. We weren’t extravagant or luxurious, but we lived well. Vacations once a year – sometimes twice, if I got my bonus – and occasional long weekends and visits to water parks in the summer. We had a car each and a college fund for our son and good neighbors in a quiet suburb. We even had a pretty good sex life, provided our son left the house for long enough.

    But we were missing something. At least, I thought we were missing something. Hindsight is a bitch.

    Six months later, all those things are still true. We’re still normal – kinda. Still married. Still in love. Still happy. But something has changed. Something deep and dark and hidden from everyone else. My wife and I have a secret that has strengthened our marriage, brought us closer together, and made us fall more deeply in love than ever before. It’s a secret that has made our sex life more intense, more passionate, more exotic than it is has been for the past fifteen years. It is also a secret that worries at my guts like a beaver gnawing through wood. It is the reason I have the suffer the stomach-churning agony of watching my wife get ready for another man. It is the reason she has that smile on her face and that hum on her lips and that gleam in her eye.

    Six months ago, I asked my wife if she would consider trying out my cuckold fantasy.

    At the time, it made sense to me. I could justify my thoughts and feelings and fantasies. I could explain why I found it so appealing and how it turned me on so much. When the fantasy first came into my head, I thought it was just the result of porn. I imagined my wife in place of the starlet. I imagined my wife getting a good, hard, deep fuck from a big, thick lover. I imagined her moans and groans and squeals of pleasure. Somehow this became more than a pleasurable thought. It became my main fantasy. My number one desire. The thought that made my cock hardest of all.

    It’s difficult to explain now. Why did I enjoy the fantasy of my wife with another man? Why did I want to take it to the next level – to openly allow my wife to take a lover on the side? It started out slowly – months before I even brought up the idea to her – as these things so often do. I introduced her to my fantasy in little stages, mostly during our own passionate playtime. She would take me in her mouth and I would slip my fingers insider her. Then I would use a vibrator instead. I’d moan softly and tell her how beautiful she looked with another cock inside her. Gradually, she started to warm to the idea of the vibrator representing someone else. She would let me watch as she pleasured herself, the vibrator sliding in and out of her puffy pink lips, gently buzzing and pulsing as she closed her eyes and moaned. She enjoyed performing for me, letting me watch as she brought herself to orgasm after orgasm. But that wasn’t good enough for me.

    ‘How do I look?’ Dani says, snapping me out of my thoughts. My wife turns from the mirror to face me. The sight of her makes my heart twist and clench like dough being squeezed by a baker.

    As always, she looks beautiful. But’s not just the immaculate makeup on her face, the lovingly crafted eyeshadow – greenish-blue, of course, his favorite color – or the perfect shade of rose-red lipstick she wears. It’s what lies behind these things that makes her so beautiful. It’s the flash of excitement in her eyes. It’s the slight parting of her lips. It’s the way she holds herself. It’s all so different when she does it for him.

    The last time Dani and I had a proper date night – a romantic restaurant dinner, just the two of us, like it used to be, before our lives got so complicated – she got dressed up. She

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