Category: cuckold

Sylvia * 844 332 2639 * 428

Fluffer boy duty is what my latest pick from the bar got. As I’ve told you before even I make a mistake sometimes when I’m horny and looking for some fun.  After getting all dressed up I headed down to the local watering hole and most of the time good fishing for a fuck buddy.  I positioned myself so I could watch the door and the seats up at the bar.  It wasn’t long before he walked in.  Straddling the stool and after getting his beer started looking around.  It was easy to see he was here for the same reason as me.  I walked over to slide onto the stool beside him.  As I raised up to sit on top of the stool I placed my hand on his thigh for support.  After going through all the formalities of getting acquainted; I brought him home.

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Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

Sitting at the end of the bed, you watch me and your Boss fucking. His fat dick is stretching me open in ways you’ve never been able to do. Long strokes of his cock reach deeper inside of me than you’ve ever dreamed of. This is what happens when you continually fall short of expectations at work. He’s an Alpha, a real man, and you are a beta bitch. So when he told you he would fuck your girl in front of you if you didn’t get your stuff together, you thought he was bluffing.

Then one more late report and you found yourself here. Straining in your pants, but he told you that you aren’t allowed to stroke. This time is about him and his pleasure. The condom he is fucking me with is your only saving grace, or so you think.

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VANESSA 1-844-332-2639 ext 232

Back To Basics Financial Domination, this is something you have craved for quite some time. I’m just not sure if you are really serious. It sounds great doesn’t it? But do you have what it takes to back up all of your talk? We shall see. I prefer to start off slow and seductive, testing you and feeling you out to see what your limits are. I expect you to spoil and pamper me.

False promises will not be tolerated and I expect you to be good to your word. If you don’t follow through there will be consequences. Don’t ask for hardcore financial domination if you have no intention of making good on your offer.

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VANESSA 1-844-332-2639, extension 232

Locked up for Christmas – You really need to face that fact that your perverted addictions have become a serious problem. It started out so innocently enough. Then it progressed and has taken complete control over your life. You reached out to me for a variety of reasons. Your marriage was in a perpetual rut. This was supposed to be just a bit of harmless fun. You thought a distraction would be good for you. You were so fucking wrong.

The fact is, this has became something so much more, hasn’t it? It really is unfortunate that you lack even an ounce of self-discipline or willpower. The very idea of a pervert like you is just deplorable to most people. But that doesn’t stop you from harassing unsuspecting women with your nonsense. I am making it my mission to cockblock you at every turn. This is why should be locked up and the key put away for safekeeping. 

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Santa’s Sugar Baby – Santa had no idea what kind of brat he was dealing with when he met me. Obviously, he had no idea that I would take it this far. At first, he thought it would just be another harmless phone sex call to help him get through the hectic holiday season. But then it really hit him. Soon he realized that this girl meant business and would take no prisoners.  He should have known that I take financial domination and small penis humiliation seriously.

I’m not your average Sugar Baby by any means. Instead of heels and perfume, I have my eye on trucks and side by sides. My Christmas List was long and detailed. If Santa really wanted to be my “Daddy” he would need to get that thick ass wallet out.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

Last week, I stopped by my boyfriend’s office to bring him lunch. Of course, I didn’t expect his work bullies to corner me as I was leaving. My poor boyfriend is really sweet and sometimes soft. Unfortunately, a few of the guys he works with continually pick on him, and when they saw me kissing him goodbye, they couldn’t believe such a loser could pull such a hot piece of ass.
The two of the biggest, most Alpha guys in the office sandwiched me and pulled me into a conference room, where they ended up cumming all over my tits. I cried when I told my boyfriend about what happened but was surprised to find out that hearing about the ordeal made him hard. He asked me if I liked them or their cocks, and even though I didn’t want to admit it, I really did.
I was excited when Kris asked me this morning to come by the office today and bring him lunch. I wore a tiny pleated skirt and a small white crop top that tied just under my tits. Maybe I was hoping the bullies would retake advantage, but I hoped Kris wouldn’t suspect. Continue reading “Office Lunch Time” →

VANESSA 1-844-332-2639, extension 232

Entry Denied – Cockblocked. I will help you finally face the fact that your perverted addictions have become a serious problem. It started out so innocently enough. Then it progressed and has taken complete control over your life. You reached out to me for a variety of reasons. Your marriage was in a perpetual rut. This was supposed to be just a bit of harmless fun. You thought a distraction would be good for you. You were so fucking wrong. The fact is, this has became something so much more, hasn’t it? It really is unfortunate that you lack even an ounce of self-discipline or willpower. The very idea of a pervert like you is just deplorable to most people. But that doesn’t stop you from harassing unsuspecting women with your nonsense. I am making it my mission to cockblock you at every turn.

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Sylvia 844 332 2639 x 428

Eye Candy Neighbor. There he was washboard abs; behind perfect rounded, at least 6 feet.  Like something right out of the male dance line.  Cowboy boots. skin-tight jeans and no shirt.  He practices out on the lawn between our houses.  The music was the first thing that attracted me and then when I saw him I actually became weak-kneed. I decided I just had to have some of that.  He was in his twenties so there was that gap many think is a problem. Not me; I think if two people are attracted to each other you shouldn’t pass on it.  What’s wrong with spending some special time with someone who really turns you on? I came up with a plan after giving it much thought. I use to do some dancing myself in the past.  Finding a track I used back in the day. Continue reading “Eye Candy Neighbor” →

MORGAN 1-844-332-2639 ext 236

Your Dick is Cumfuzzled, that’s right. There is no “treat” in this Trick or Treat season for you. This will be about the trickery. I love to play tricks on losers everyday of the year but especially on Halloween. That is when I pull out all of the stops.

Let’s just hope for your sake that you can take what’s coming to you. At the very least you will be completely confused and mindfucked, aka cumfuzzled.

And just who will you have to thank for this little predicament of yours? Well, that would be me. I already have a major reputation as a mean cocktease. Your little dickens should be no challenge for me whatsoever. What you need to do is dress the thing up for Halloween.

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xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

A night out at the club was exactly what I needed to melt my stress away. I put on my slutiest dress and tallest heels, ready for a night of flirting, but then my boyfriend announced he was coming with me. My eyes rolled, but I agreed; I wouldn’t let a little thing like a “boyfriend” keep me from having a good time.

We separated once we got to the club. It was crowded, and music pulsed through the space like it was alive. I writhed with the rhythm and let the stress sweat from my pores. My boyfriend found me, of course, pressing his tiny hard-on against my hip as if it would excite me. Needing something better, I turned to another man who’d been eyeing me throughout the night. The tent in his pants was much larger when it pressed to my buttocks. “Hold my purse,” I yelled over the music to my boyfriend while shoving my clutch at his chest. Then I took Mr. Bigger Tent by the hand and led him to the bathroom.

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