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Cuck Conquests

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Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

I carefully orchestrated opportunities for my new boyfriend to witness my infidelity. I’d invite my conquests over for dinner, making sure he caught a glimpse of them walking up our driveway or lingering in our backyard. The look of anguish on his face was music to my ears, fueling my desire to push him further into despair.

I’d take my lovers to intimate gatherings he’d planned, savoring the jealous glares he sent my way. Our sex life became a battleground, with me alternating between tenderness and cruelty, keeping him perpetually off balance. I reveled in the power I held, knowing that beneath his bravado, he was slowly losing his grip on the relationship.

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Mistress Janine 1-844-332-2639 ext 462

My darling husband waited eagerly for tonight.  He knew what date night meant when I told him we’d have one this Saturday night.  I picked out a slinky but classy dress to wear for our night out together.  He dressed just the way I prefer in a button up dress shirt and a black pair of slacks.  I love classy and elegant.  There’s no reason to dress trashy to gain the attention we desired.  My husband craved a night of being cuckolded with a man he picked out for me himself.  I let him pick the club where we’d find tonight’s participant in our naughty game.

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Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

When it comes to men, nothing gets my heart racing quite like the idea of cuckolding them. The thought of an alpha male, confident and in control, losing his dominance to a stronger rival – it’s just the thing to get me wet! So, often, I set out to make it happen.

It started with my boyfriend’s friend, a strapping young man with a cocky attitude. I’d catch him staring at me when we were out together, and I could sense his attraction. I played the game, flirting with him innocently at first, then with increasing boldness. I could see the tension building between us, and my boyfriend was entirely oblivious to it! Until he wasn’t. lol

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A Cuckold Anniversary

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Ray and I were out celebrating one year of wedded bliss. His fingers interlocked with mine over the romantic dinner table. Several tall pillar candles flickered between us, and his face looked so happy as he talked about all of his favorite moments over the past year. It was sweet and so dull. My gaze wandered and clashed with another man’s. he was leaning against the bar in a tailored suit. The sharp line of his beard had my thighs rubbing together under the table, just itching to feel the whiskers tickle me there. He grinned as if he could hear my thoughts from way over there and tipped his head toward the restroom.

It was an order I couldn’t refuse. I pryed my fingers from Ray’s and stood up without a word. Leaving him hanging in mid-sentence to watch me walk between the tables and disappear into the hallway leading to the restrooms.

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

I have a type. Specifically, I have two types. There’s Type A: The distinguished gentleman, preferably with a full head of silver hair, a penchant for single malt scotch, and a portfolio that could rival a small nation’s GDP. These men are wonderful conversationalists, masters of the five-star reservation, and possess a certain gravitas that only comes with decades of accrued wisdom (and even more accrued wealth). They also, almost without exception, have the libido of a particularly sluggish snail.

Then there’s Type B: The strapping twenty-something, all rippling abs, boundless energy, and an unshakeable belief that life is one long montage from a sports drink commercial. These men are less interested in discussing the nuances of global economics and more interested in, well, nuances. And by nuances, I mean anything that involves their cock.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

Mmm, I can still feel the warmth of Bull’s thick cock as he emptied his massive load deep inside me. He fucked me so hard and deep, stretching my tight pussy to its limits, before filling me to the brim with his hot seed. Now, I turn to you, my pathetic cuck, with a wicked grin.

“Come on, Cuck, clean it up,” I purr, running a finger through the creamy mess coating my inner thighs. “You know you can’t resist the opportunity to taste what’s yours…even if it’s been claimed by another man.”

I spread my legs wide, exposing my dripping cunt to your hungry gaze. You can’t help but salivate at the sight, your eyes glued to the evidence of Bull’s conquest. “Go on, lap it up like the good little cuck you are,” I coo, encouraging your obedience.

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Jessy 1844-33-CANDY ext 305

I heard Harold’s key in the door, but I didn’t move. I was too involved with my legs spread getting the best pussy eating of the week, which was usually his job as my obedient cuckold. He must have heard me moaning downstairs because after he closed the refrigerator, he made his way upstairs. I wasn’t about to move and it didn’t even matter that I left the door open. As soon as Harold came in , I told him to take off his fucking clothes and to kneel beside the bed. As soon as he dropped his pants, I could see his hard, shrimp dick sticking up like a door knob. Gary, kissed my ass cheeks, as I turned over and reached into the nightstand for Harold’s pink cock cage. I slipped it onto his baby carrot cock, turned the lock and settled back onto the pillow.
Gary laughed and made a comment about how small Harold was in comparison to him. I had to giggle at his clit stick too. It got me more excited to know that he was going to see Gary pound my pussy into oblivion. He rammed his cock into my snatch from behind hard,

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Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

I’ve had an interesting week. It involved pizza, questionable life choices, and an experience I can only describe as “unexpectedly empowering.”  It all started with a text. You know, the kind that makes you raise an eyebrow and think, “Did I read that right?” A friend, we’ll call him Bob (because let’s be honest, every story like this involves a Bob), asked me a question that landed somewhere between bizarre and flattering. “Hey, Cory. Do you know anyone who would come over and fuck you while I watch?”

My response? Let’s just say it was less “Dear Abby” and more “YEAH, BABY!” Look, I’m not going to pretend I wasn’t intrigued. Curiosity got the better of me, okay! Besides, who am I to deny a consenting adult their preferences? So, I brought over a friend, popped some popcorn, and prepared for the weirdest Netflix and Chill session of my life. Let me tell you, there’s something strangely liberating about being the center of attention in that kind of scenario. It’s like performance art, but with more kissing. Or maybe less. Not always on the mouth, but definitely on the lips! Depends on your definition of art, I guess.

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Daddy Loves To Watch

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It’s not easy, ya know? Having a daughter who looks and acts like me. I drive my poor Daddy wild! He is so weak when it comes to me. He’ll give me anything I want and do anything I say, so long as he gets to indulge in something super naughty.

He acts like I don’t know, but it’s obvious Daddy loves to watch when I’m fucking BBC! He always stands just outside my bedroom door when I bring a guy home, and I can hear his ragged breathing between my moans.

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A Very Cucky Valentines

Francie 1844-332-2639 xXx 208

Conning a loser on Valenties Day is one of my favorite things to do. This year, I knew it would be extra special. The guy I’ve been dating for the last six months is very sappy. He loves love and all of the bull hockey that comes with it.

Ever since New Year’s Eve, he’s been asking how I would like to celebrate Valentine’s Day. Personally, staying home and fucking till we break each other’s bodies would be good for me, but his little dick could never keep up with my expectations. I told him whatever he thought was romantic would be fine with me. Because secretly, I’d already planned to sabotage his love fest with a very cucky Valentines of my own.

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