Category: cuckold blog

Francie 1844-332-2639 xXx 208

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.

Continue reading “Plumber Lays Pipe” →

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?”

Continue reading “I’ve always considered myself open-minded” →

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.

Continue reading “Bouncing On His Enormous Cock” →

Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285

I sat on the edge of the bed, legs crossed, watching my cuckold hubby kneel in front of me. His lips were slightly open, his eyes locked onto the creamy white mess dripping between my thighs. He knew what I expected of him. What his role was and what I had made him into. I ran my fingers through his hair, yanking just enough to make him whimper. “You see that?” I murmured, opening my legs and tilting my hips slightly forward, letting another drop spill onto my inner thigh.

“This is what a real man leaves behind!!” His breath skipped a beat, his hands were twitching at his sides, but he knew better than to touch me. That wasn’t his privilege anymore. That belonged to the other guy. The man who had just left me shaking, orgasmic and satisfied in a way my husband never could.
I traced a finger through the sticky evidence of my pleasure, bringing it to my lips and sucking it clean, watching the way his eyes darkened with need for taste. “This is what you wanted, isn’t it?” I teased. “To be my little clean-up slave toy? To know that he got what you Continue reading “My Cuckold Hubby” →

1844-33-CANDY Ext. 423

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” →

My Kink

*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221

I can’t help that my kink happens to be cheating. You don’t choose your kinks after all, they choose you. That’s why it’s not my fault that I cheat. I literally can’t help it! It’s my kink and knowing that it’s wrong makes the orgasms even better!

Continue reading “Cheating Is My Kink” →

A Very Cucky Valentines Pt3

Francie 1844-332-2639 xXx 208

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.

Continue reading “A Very Cucky Valentines Pt3” →

What A Cuck Is Good For

xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

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!

Continue reading “What A Cuck Is Good For” →

Alexus 844-332-2639 EXT 349

After three years of marriage, things have gone stale. Your wife thinks things are fine, but you’ve been aching for something. Needing something to bring back the spark you used to feel. The suggestion of cucking seemed to turn your wife off. She shut down the topic before you could really explain to her how it made you feel.

Weeks had passed since the one and only time you had the nerve to bring it up. After her distaste, you actually pushed the idea so far from your memory it’s like you never had the idea at all. It was a regular Monday, like any other; you didn’t expect her to call you from work. Of course, she never does that, but she begged you to come home.

Continue reading “She Called You To Come Home” →

1844-33-CANDY Ext. 423

“Fuck, I can’t believe I married a guy with a dick the size of my pinky.”

I say to you as I slap your dick with my hand and give a sarcastic laugh. You flinch at the touch, looking down at your small dick. I’ve never seen you erect, even after all the times I’ve tried to get us both in the mood. You look away, ashamed, trying to hide it. I roll my eyes, and walk away from you. You’re always so shy when I try to have sex with you. I can’t even count the number of times I’ve had to initiate. And when we do, I always end up disappointed. It’s always the same, you fumble around trying to get it in, I try to make the best of it, but eventually, you just can’t get it up anymore. I fake an orgasm just to end the misery, and then roll over to sleep, pretending I’m satisfied. Continue reading “Your Small Dick is Worthless” →