A Cuckold Anniversary

Francie 1844-332-2639 xXx 208

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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Babysitter Wanted

Valerie 1844-332-2639 Ext 243

When I saw the ad for a babysitter, I had no idea it would lead me back into Liam’s life. The ad was on a popular fetish site where like-minded individuals can look for play partners. It’s stated that a couple was looking for a part-time sitter for an adult baby diaper lover (ABDL) Male while his girlfriend would be going on dates. The duties would require checking chastity device safety and cleanliness, as well as managing diaper changes and the nighttime bath routine. Easy enough for a pro like me. I texted the number, and the woman asked if I could come over that same night so she could get out of the house for some fun.

They lived close to my apartment, so I got myself ready and used GPS to find their address. When I arrived, I saw the last name on the mailbox and giggled. They had the same name as my old high school flame. It isn’t a common name, and I guess that should have clued me in, but I walked to the door blindly.

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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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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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Double Diapers

Mama Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270

“Mommy?” Baby whimpered into the phone, but he only heard my giggling on the other end. “Mommy, please. Are you there?” He knew I was on a date with a real man. You know, one who doesn’t wear diapers when he’s stressed out, and I’d told him not to stay up and wait for me to come back home. Another round of giggles keeps me from answering until he annoyingly whimpers my name again.

“What? I told you to go to bed an hour ago. Why are you calling me AGAIN? You are interrupting my fun.”

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Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

“I don’t deserve happiness. And to be honest, I haven’t felt it in so many years, that I forgot what it feels like. I’ve resigned myself to the fact that this is how the rest of my life will be. I’ve been beaten down emotionally all of my life. I’ve realized that my needs aren’t important. Nobody cares.” He shared with me.

Oh no, that is not true My Darling. You do deserve happiness. Your needs are important. And your feelings do matter. Fuck anyone and everyone that says anything different. Reclaim your life back. It’s too short. None of us should settle for anything less than pure bliss. Or we should at least be able to strive for it. Without anyone standing in our way. We should surround ourselves with people that want the best for us. Not people that hold us back from our happiness.

“She uses me for my money. That’s all she cares about. She’s manipulative and conniving. Prancing around here in her cute little outfits teasing and tantalizing me. Then she takes my money and leaves me hard and leaking. But deep down I know I really do deserve this.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

I’m so sorry to say this, but your title of Lover has officially been revoked, effective immediately. You are hereby demoted to a mere Clean-up Cuck.

You see, while you’ve been working so hard to please me, I’ve been secretly meeting my real lover – a virile, well-endowed stud who knows how to satisfy me in ways you could only dream of. And satisfy me he does, again and again, filling me to the brim with his thick, potent seed.

I know you thought you could handle my needs, but it turns out your little cock just wasn’t enough. Not compared to the massive, girthy rod my bull possesses. When he takes me, I’m stretched to my limits, impaled on his shaft over and over until I’m a quivering, cum-filled mess. My pussy is ruined for anyone else.

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xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

If we’ve played before, you may be unaware that I’m a switch. Perhaps I’ve forced you to suck cock for me or giggled at your tiny dick, but that isn’t what gets me off. That’s what gets you off. Did you even bother to ask what turns me on? I thrive when I’m submitting to an Alpha male. A real man who knows what he wants from a girl like me and isn’t hesitant to take it.

A man who’ll make me do the humiliating things I force you beta boys to do, even though he knows I’m in a committed relationship. Yeah, you read that correctly. I have a boyfriend. A meek-mannered, beta boyfriend who enjoys hearing about me being taken by a real man: so this is us advertising that we need an Alpha!

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