VANESSA 1-844-332-2639, ext. 232
Seth had suffered an emotionally damaging year. His wife had left him. His kids despised him. He was underappreciated at work. His body had gone to pot and he had very low self esteem. This was the state that he was in when I met him at a bar.
MORGAN 1-844-332-2639, extension 236
It’s November and that means that your little cock is going in the cage and will be on lockdown for the entire month. That’s right, November is No Pussy for you. Not that you would ever have a chance with this pussy, but I’m talking about all pussy.
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CUCKOLD GODDESS JASMINE 1-844-332-2639 ext. 262
My lover Mikhail and I like to play games with weak cuckold losers like you. And so, I arranged that I would have you all prepared for him. As he opened my bedroom door, there you were! LOL! And what a sight–blindfolded, bent over my canopy bed and with a big pink jewelled butt plug in your ass.
“Wh-wh-what? Who is that?” you asked me in alarm. I merely gave you wicked smile and then sauntered across the room, swinging my hips as my high heels clicked upon the hardwood floor. Then I gave my man a deep, French kiss. “Who is it?” I mocked as I stripped my lover’s clothes off ravenously. His big, thick, delicious cock popped out, already rearing and ready to go. “Oh well, let us just say he is a special surprise for you!”
MISTRESS JASMINE 1-844-332-2639 ext. 262
You need to be punished for your perversions. We both know what those perversions are and how deep, dark and twisted is your mind.
I hold the strings, and I alone. You confessed it all to me, didn’t you? And I listened, oh yes! I listened very carefully because I knew that I would be able to use it ALL to my advantage. I am inside your head, laughing! You gave me the key and now it is my territory. Did you really think you could escape from me? Think again, loser. You wither or flourish at my command. My word is gospel. And I might just decide to expose you to the world. I am going to punish you for your perversions.
Sticky cum is like gold to my cuckold friend. He’d prefer to suck jizz out of a Bull’s fat cock instead of scooping it out his wife’s pussy with his tongue. Isn’t that fucking pathetic?! He is so thirsty for sticky ball sack goo that when he jacks off, he folds himself up, like legs up over his head, on the fucking wall, so he can cum in his own mouth!
I can tell by your face that you don’t find that disgusting at all. It actually turns you on, doesn’t it? Oh my Gosh, you are thinking how brilliant that little move is, aren’t you?! I bet you want to run home and toss your slutty legs up just so you can try to catch all of your own sticky gold. I’m right, huh?
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My husband and I had a long chat over a few glasses of exquisite Jean-Louis Chave Hermitage Blanc wine. We talked about my sexual desires and I told him how much I enjoyed sleeping with other men. I no longer wished to hide this from him and he surprisingly took it very well. My husband can be boring but I will commend him on how open-minded he is. I told him about a fantasy I have where he sits on our lovely recliner in the corner of our bedroom while watching another man own my pussy. Now that he knows, I just need to find another man to help me make my husband a cuck!
WILLOW 1-844-332-2639, ext. 230
You can just call me the Wimp Wrangler. It’s become a hobby for me. Wimps are just too easy to manipulate. They so want to be a “real man”. What about you? Do you dream of becoming a man? Is your life pathetic and boring? Do you masturbate constantly but never really feel fulfilled? Is your dick tiny and pencil like? Or maybe it is like a chubby little button? Either way, you just don’t measure up, do you?
Sadie 1-844-332-2639 ext 222
I think the classic Dr. Hook song says it all “When you’re in love with a beautiful woman, you know it’s hard” as he continues “Everybody wants to take your baby home.” How true those words really are. Especially when you are a good-looking average guy. Those little doubts and insecurities that your wife is better looking than you are will drive you a little bit crazy. But then you also love the fact that you can tell people that SHE is your wife. Sometimes even you can’t believe it. Come on be honest. You know she could do so much better. So you have a choice to make. Do you fight or embrace the fact that she can have, and in all fairness should have, better guys than you? This is one of the seeds of cuckoldry. Continue reading “Caution: Having A Beautiful Wife Could Lead to You Being A Cuckold”
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Cucking With Candice PART TWO Phonesex (844-332-2639) ext 233
A few days ago I told everyone about my first cucking experience. This experience was when I got my sweet little pussy ate while my annoyingly average boyfriend watched. Well, I didn’t tell you guys the end of that story…so here it is.
Last time we left off, Mark was eating my pussy while my head was thrown back in absolute ecstasy and my bitch of a boyfriend watched. Well, unsurprisingly, Mark wasn’t satisfied…And neither was I. Round two in our little party involved a steamy 69, Mark on bottom and me on top. My weak boyfriend got to watch from the sidelines in his stupid chair as I lowered my salivating mouth onto Mark’s juicy cock. It was salty and musky, a perfect taste for a night of debauchery. I squeezed him from base to tip and a massive dollop of precum leaked from his tip, right in front of my wide eyes. I licked it off like the sweet treat it was while he delved into my pussy with his tongue. God, he was so fucking good at eating pussy!
Cucking With Candice Phonesex (844-332-2639) ext 233
I love to cuck. The power is habit-forming, the superiority kick and the adrenaline fuel the rush of wetness to my pussy. I had a boyfriend I cucked, a rich kid without anything to his name that wasn’t because of his parents. This boy was the definition of beta; he was average height, average weight, average in looks. Even the size of his cock was average! I had never met someone before him that faked being interesting so well at the beginning of a relationship, only to reveal himself to be so utterly boring later.
Getting him to go outside his comfort zone was difficult, and that perverse story is for another day. Point is, he did he agreed to it, though I could tell he wanted to back out. He fiddled blatantly, anxiously pacing back and forth across the length of the bedroom we shared while we waited for the third member of this private party to arrive. My eyes were rolling the second he started talking.