The Cuckolding Game (Feeding the cuck Part 1)

Click clack click clack

The echoes of my heels reverberated through the quiet neighborhood as I walked towards his house. The lighting from his living room cast a soft invitation to come closer.

I paused briefly to send a text to boy, “I’m here and I’m safe.”

“Hehe, enjoy, Madam,” he responded, followed by a cute emoji. I put my phone away and continued walking.

Click clack click clack

I saw T get up from the couch to greet me.

“I could hear you coming,” he said gently with a grin on his face.

“Hehe I definitely enjoy making an entrance,” I flirted.

As I removed my shoes, I felt him inspecting my outfit, which was a black low-cut blouse that billowed freely around me, paired with mesh black leggings. I made sure to angle myself so he could see I wasn’t wearing a bra.

“You look great…I really love this top on you, but you make everything look good haha.”

“Ooo I’m glad you like it, I picked it with you in mind! Besides, clothing doesn’t have to be boring.” I wrapped my arms around his neck to look up at him as he reached through the front of my blouse to grab my breasts.