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Clothing Optional: A Cuckolding Story
Clothing Optional: A Cuckolding Story
Clothing Optional: A Cuckolding Story
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Clothing Optional: A Cuckolding Story

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"Clothing Optional Beach"

That's what the sign says. No tops. No tan lines. Just miles of pristine beach.

I should be thrilled.

But all I can think about is my hotwife strutting around, baring it all for anyone who cares to see. Meanwhile, I'm locked in this chastity cage, the key around her neck, watching it all happen.

And just when I think it can't get any worse, she sees him.

This 8,000 word story is full of cuckolding, chastity, and humiliation. For mature readers only!

LanguageEnglish
PublisherNadia Brooks
Release dateOct 2, 2021
ISBN9781005227296
Clothing Optional: A Cuckolding Story
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Nadia Brooks

Nothing excites me more than a dominant man sweeping a woman off her feet...all while her husband watches from the sidelines. I write the stories I want to read. Stories of sweet, submissive husbands who just can't provide the passion a woman needs. Stories of wives with wandering eyes and unmet needs. Stories of alpha males who drive wives and girlfriends to newfound heights of pleasure.

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    Clothing Optional - Nadia Brooks

    Clothing Optional: A Cuckolding Story

    Published by Nadia Brooks at Smashwords

    Copyright 2021 Nadia Brooks

    You need to take off your pants, silly, Tara says in that singsongy voice she's refined over the last year. Light and breezy, with a dash of condescension. She points one neatly manicured finger at the sign on the edge of the parking lot. It's a bit rusted, but the late-afternoon sun paints it in a stark orange:

    Clothing optional beach. You may encounter nude bathers beyond this point.

    You can't be serious.

    She's shimmying out of her white shorts in the driver's seat, exposing her perfect, long legs. She pauses, shorts bunched up around her knees, and raises an eyebrow. Excuse me?

    I mean. Come on. I shrug.

    'Come on,' what? We haven't been to the beach in...I don't know, forever. She throws her hands up in the air.

    She goes back to removing her shorts and is soon down to a pair of vibrant, pink panties. They are tight and sheer, hugging every inch of her womanhood.

    I feel something stir in my pants and then hit that cool, unyielding wall. Right. That. Bad enough that everyone would see me nude, they'll also be looking at the one item of clothing I can't take off.

    Can we just talk about this? I ask. I'm not feeling great after working late last night. Let's do this next weekend. I'll get a nice bottle of wine and make some sandwiches. Better yet, we can hit the beach over on the east shore.

    She pops the mirror down, puckers up, and slides a stick of cherry red lipstick across her lips.

    You know, the one with that sandwich place you like? Right on the water? I continue.

    You mean the sandwich place that you really like, she says without looking away from the mirror.

    What? We had an amazing time. You said the lobster roll was...great.

    Great? I said it was drowning in mayo. And the fries were cold. You were drunk. And obsessed with your Mario arcade or whatever.

    Asura Blade. There are only like...whatever.

    She flips the mirror up and then stares at me. She snakes one hand around to her back, and with a slight pop her cleavage drops slightly. She slips the bra the rest of the way off and tosses

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