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He Dared Me

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My heart raced wildly as I sat on my boyfriend’s lap. His hand was stroking my naked thigh as I bit at my nail in anticipation. “What if he doesn’t reply?” He kissed my neck and swept my hair back to let his lips linger down my shoulder.

“He will. Just wait.” His fingers climbed higher up my inner thigh. “You look so fucking hot in that picture. Any man would be instantly hard, seeing you like that. I shifted nervously on his lap. He dared me to take a slutty photo and text it to my Boss with the caption, “My BF dared me to send this. See you at work on Monday!”

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Having a hot, slutty girlfriend is the best, right? You know I’m down for almost anything taboo and dirty, but the best part is I don’t give it all to you. That’s right, cuck, some things are saved just for the big boys who fuck me behind your back. Like my nice round ass, you love so much.

If I’m going to engage in anal play, I want to really feel it. A nice, thick, juicy cock is all I want in my ass. Don’t worry, though; I’ll let you hump a way at my pussy once I have a nice thick cream pie leaking from my gapped asshole.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

I was riding high after a night out with the girls, my tight little dress hugging my curves in all the right places. My boyfriend was waiting up when I got home, “Where have you been?” he asked, eyeing my outfit with a mix of lust and jealousy. I just smiled coyly as I sauntered past, making sure to put an extra sway in my hips.

“You know I had my monthly girls night,” I purred, “But tonight was extra special. Meet my new friend Stefan.”

Behind me, Stefan strode in, his shirt straining over his muscular chest. My boyfriend’s eyes nearly popped out of his head. Stefan wrapped an arm around my waist possessively, pulling me into his side.

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

Why does my mind always wander? I failed my freaking final because of it. And of course my professor and his wife insisted that I meet them at their house. Or else I would fail the semester. For some reason I was really nervous this time. I guess deep down I was worried because this would be the last time. So I was scared of what she may want to inflict on me. She obviously hates me and loves to try to humiliate me. She’s wanted to get revenge ever since she caught me under his desk giving him a blow job. It’s all so twisted. I will be so happy to be out of this situation once and for all.

I showed up right on time. There was a drink waiting for me. She said that I would need it to relax. That made me extremely nervous. But I knew I had to do as I was told or else I would regret it. I didn’t want to give her any reasons to prolong or intensify whatever she had planned. So I drank it.

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The kitchen sink was acting up, and my boyfriend isn’t the handy type. I told him to call someone to fix it, but he was worried I’d bone the plumber like some cheap slut, so he made me wait until his day off. When the day finally came, I wanted to get back at him for assuming I’d fuck the damn maintenance man.

I wore a sexy bra and pantie set under a sheer robe and waited by the sink when my boyfriend brought the plumber into the house. My man’s eyes were wide as he saw what I  was wearing to greet the guy. If you’ve followed any of my blogs or tweets, you’d know my man is such a cuck, so seeing another man check me out in our kitchen was sure to set him off.

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Thor

Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

I’ve always considered myself open-minded, a bit of a “yes” woman when it comes to experiences. But Tuesday? Tuesday redefined my definition of “experience.” It all started innocently enough. A friend, we’ll call him “Dave” (because, well, that’s his name), casually dropped the most bizarre question I’ve heard in a while. “Hey, Cory,” he said, nervously, “Do you know anyone who would come over and, uh, fuck you while I watch?”

My brain short-circuited for a solid five seconds. Was this some kind of elaborate prank? An intervention disguised as a weird request? Nope. Dave was serious. Now, I’m not one to shy away from the unconventional. Life’s too short to be vanilla, right? So, after confirming that Dave wasn’t under the influence of anything stronger than herbal tea, I decided, “Why the heck not?”

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

As your girlfriend, it pains me to admit the truth, but our sex life has become a sad joke. Never mind, you’ll find out soon enough when you come home to find me in another man’s arms, bouncing on his enormous cock while you pathetically masturbate in the corner.

That’s right, my love. This sweet, tight pussy belongs to big dick now. I’m sorry you’ll never get to experience its velvety softness wrapped around your pathetic little prick again. But hey, I’m sure you’ll enjoy finishing off your night, jerking your tiny clitty while watching me get passionately pounded by men with skills and hardware that actually satisfy me.

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You knelt before me, eyes downcast, hands bound behind your back, your arousal evident through the locked chastity cage I had fastened around your manhood. Your submission was a sight to behold, a testament to my dominance. “Remember, you’re here to watch, to learn, to serve,” I reminded you, my voice a husky whisper.

The room was a symphony of moans and sighs, a chorus of pleasure. Multiple black men, each a specimen of raw masculinity, were scattered around the room, their cocks hard and ready. I walked among them, my body bare, my curves on full display. I was the conductor of this orchestra of lust, and they were my instruments. Continue reading “Forcing My Loser in Chastity and Watching Me Take BBC” →

A Very Cucky Valentines Pt3

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Part2

The restaurant setup couldn’t have been better planned if I had done it myself. We were seated at a tiny VIP table covered in rose petals in the middle of the dining room. It was even propped up on a small stage as if they knew we’d be putting on a show.

Expensive champagne and flickering candles waited for us, but there were no menus. As we sat, my man kissed my hand again and told me the chef had planned a special Valentine’s meal just for us, and there was no need to order. He poured me a glass of bubbly, and I texted my ex the address while he was distracted.

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What A Cuck Is Good For

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I was hanging out at my boyfriend’s house when our bull texted me the other night. He was in a mood! His cock was so stiff, and he told me he wanted a steamy roleplay so he could finish working on his company’s payroll without his dick demanding attention. I’m always down for a steamy roleplay, so we jumped right in.

Our bull is so sexy that I was squirming in my seat after a few back and forths. I wanted to cum so badly, but none of my vibrators were at my boyfriend’s house. I thought about my dilemma and realized this is actually what a cuck is good for!

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