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Little loser

Posted 16 hours ago by Sawyer

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Met a little loser today and I cant stop thinking about how pathetic he was. I started out my day like any other day. Logged in to my computer to look for my next little loser to degrade. Before I knew it there was the message I was looking for. A small cock little nobody I would make fun of. The

Little loser

Really thought he could be in charge but this cuckqueen knows how to control a cuckold like him. He thought he was going to tell me when and where things would happen. I think not. I told him if he wanted to see any action at all he was going to be a good boy and listen.

First: I pick the time, the place, and what he can and cant do. Second: He will never EVER be in charge of anything. This was not up for negotiation. I think he started to realize I wasn’t the kind of cuckqueen to never bow down to anyone and I was in charge.

My silly little loser smartened up because he then started to agree to everything I said. He knew if he didn’t he wouldn’t be a part of watching me ride a real mans cocks. He knew he could never actually please me like the man that was pounding me in front of him could. He learned his lesson and is a good boy now so he gets to watch from the corner while I tell him how pathetic he is.

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

He was between my thighs, exactly where he liked to be, with his face pressed into the fabric of my silk robe. I stared at the ceiling, as my eyes traced the cracks in the plaster. I felt nothing but a cold, clinical detachment. Jakob was a man of specific, diminishing appetites. He adored the feeling of being small, of being conquered, of being treated as nothing more than a footstool. For a while, the novelty had been enough. But novelty is a fleeting currency and…well…I had spent every last cent of it.

“Is that all you’ve got, Jakob?” I asked, not so innocently. He knew he couldn’t provide the raw, overwhelming friction I craved. He was a plaything, not a partner, and I was starving. “I’m going out,” I said, rising from the edge of the bed. Jakob stayed knelt on the floor, with his hands folded neatly in his lap, looking up at me with that signature blend of adoration and anxious eagerness. “Will you be late, Amber?” he asked.

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Gabrielle 1-844-332-2639 ext 469

How many of you boy toys love having sloppy seconds? You know what I’m talking about. Your girlfriend or wife just came home from a girl’s night and tells you all about the guy she had a quickie with, in the bathroom stall. To make it better, she didn’t clean up afterwards; just came racing home to fuck you! As you’re fucking her, you can feel another guy’s squishy, warm, wet cum. And when you cum and leak all over the place, you don’t know if you’re cleaning up your cum, or HIS cum!

Hubby is home for the weekend, and I thought it would be fun to come home and fuck him. We only fuck once or twice a week, when I’m lucky enough. For some couples that’s enough, but for a slut like me, I need daily fucking. Anyways I let him have his way with me and then AFTER he came, I thought it would be even more fun to tell him he just had SLOPPY SECONDS!

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Girls Night

Posted 3 months ago by Francie

Girls Night

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“Do you have to go out again?” Charlie whined from where he sat at the end of the bed, watching me get dressed for another night out. I smiled softly at him, the lie that was about to come out of my mouth was already staining my cheeks pink.

“It’s just a girls’ night. Don’t worry so much.” I could see the gears in his head turning. He wanted to ask why I was wearing such sexy lingerie if it was only a girls’ night. Or why I’d fussed so much over my hair, but he knew he’d only upset me by asking. We both knew I’d been secretive lately. Hiding my phone from him and not showing up when I say I will. Or coming home much later than planned. Charlie knew another man was in the picture; he just hadn’t allowed himself to admit it yet.

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Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

Marty called me to ask if I could do a last-minute session with him. He was begging me, telling me he really needed to see me. I thought he was being pathetic, but I told him if he came over tomorrow night, I could squeeze him in for a three-day session.

Friday rolled around and Marty showed up two hours early; boy was he desperate! I led him downstairs to my dungeon of fun and let him set up. That included stripping him of all his clothing and I put him in the corner cage until I was ready for him. What he didn’t know was that I wouldn’t be ready for him until Sunday!

Hours passed by and poor little Marty was waiting, wondering when I’d be back for him. The night turned into day, and Saturday was here before we knew it. He heard the sounds of my stiletto heels coming down the basement stairs. What surprised him the most was the hunk of man I brought down with me.

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If It Turns Her On

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You don’t want to, but it doesn’t matter. Only her pleasure counts. If it turns her on to watch you suck a cock, then open your fucking mouth.

“I’m not gay!” It doesn’t matter. “I don’t like cock.” No one asked.

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Cuck Conquests

Posted 8 months ago by Cory

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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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