Category: cuckold cleanup

Out Of Order

Goddess Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

Memorial Day BBQs can get pretty wild! Sun shining, drinks flowing, and the grill fired up made for a lot of people needing to use the bathroom. My poor little potty just couldn’t keep up with the demand, and it stopped flushing! I was in a bit of a panic! At least fifty people were at my house chugging bottles and stuffing their faces with burgers and hot dogs! With only one nonworking bathroom, I was going to have a huge problem.

At least, I thought I was, till I remembered my little toilet slave was attending the BBQ! I ran over to where he sat at the edge of the pool, chatting and laughing like his tongue wasn’t casually used as toilet paper for me whenever I felt the need. I grabbed his elbow and yanked him up. “Come on! Duty calls.”

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Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285

He loaned me out to his friends and there was nothing I could do about it. It started as a joke. He said, “You’re my perfect little toy—maybe I should share you.” I laughed. Nervous. Turned on. Then one night, he blindfolded me and whispered, “Be a good girl and do what you’re told.” I heard the door open. More than one voice. Male. Deep. Confident.

I was naked on my knees, waiting. My heart pounding. My thighs soaked. I felt like prey. Precious. Offered. My breath caught when I heard the soft chuckle of a stranger just inches from me. He kissed my cheek and said, “These are my friends. You’ll serve them tonight. You’ll take whatever they give you. But remember—you belong to me.” What followed was chaos. A beautiful, filthy storm.

Hands everywhere. Fingers in my mouth, on my breasts, between my legs. Cocks shoved into my mouth, then my cunt, then back again. I was passed between them like a favorite plaything. They slapped my ass, praised my throat, pulled my hair, marked my skin. I begged for it. I was stretched. Used. Worshipped. Degraded. And I loved every second.

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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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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.

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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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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” →

Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

Mercedes and I are nothing if not Grade A sluts.  We love cocks.  Maybe more than anything in the world.  Fucking just might be the best activity in the whole wide world.  There’s just one little problem though.  After hours and hours of fucking, our sexy little holes get all full of cum.  Sure, we could take a shower and wash ourselves out.  But why do that when it’s so much fun to have our own personal little cleanup boi at our beck and call?

He’s always around, usually hiding and watching as we’re getting fucked.  Sometimes he likes to hide in our closet.  Other times he likes to hide under the bed.  But, he’s always there ready to serve when we’re so full we can’t take another load.

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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.

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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!

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