A few hours later I get a phone call, it’s Amy. She needs me to bring the car back so she can drive Kyle back to his car. He couldn’t park it at our house. I refuse at first but give in. The motel room might be driving me crazy. I need to try to put things back together with Amy. After Amy leaves with Sarge, I go in the bedroom. The bed is a mess, it smells of sex and on closer look, I can see dried stain outlines on the sheets. My curiosity and I guess I was glutton for punishment, I check the dirty clothes hamper. I pull out 2 new pieces of lingerie I’ve never seen before. I start picturing Amy wearing them and what they were doing in bed. I can’t stop myself, I unbutton my pants and start masturbating again. It’s uncomfortable and somewhat painful but I start rubbing her dirty lingerie on my cock. It’s soft and feels cool to the touch. I put the other piece of lingerie up to my nose and breath in her musty aroma. My body spasms as I orgasm. It hurts and I double over, pulling everything away from my little sensitive red cock. Thinking to myself, maybe 4 times in 24 hours is over doing it a bit. I’m not 15 any more.
Tag: Cuckold
[MF][cuck][sissy] Solder gets fucked in more than one way [Part I]
My wife Amy and I met each other in High School. We started dating our junior year and only had a few break-up fights that never lasted long. I think the longest time we spent broken up was 3 months. We were pretty frisky since there wasn’t much else to do in our towns. We tried to practice safe sex but, sometime we just didn’t have condoms on us all the time.
Sure enough, halfway through our senior year, she gets pregnant. I think we found out in early February, I remember telling our parents just before Valentine’s Day. It went pretty much as expected. Our Moms flipped out and Dads just asked what am I going to do about it. I told them I was a man and would take care of her. Amy and I hadn’t really talked about it yet but, I told our parents I was planning on marring Amy and providing for our family.
[MF][cuck][sissy] Solder gets fucked in more than one way [Part III]
The time came as the video ended. Sarge softly whispers in my ear, asking if I was ready. I wasn’t but I wanted to be. I wanted to be his slut. I wanted him to fuck me like he fucked my wife. Sarge pulled out a large bottle of lube and started slathering it on his cock. He told me to kneel, leaning over and to bite the pillow. This scared me. My body turned cold as I got myself into position. I felt his hand pull the crotch across my ass and put his finger covered in cool lube against my asshole. He swirled it in a circle before applying pressure and it quickly slide in. “Have you ever done this before?” he asks with a rough voice. “No, have you?” I meekly respond. I can feel his finger slide deeper in. I wait for his answer as I feel a second finger trying to make it’s way into my ass. I clench up and he backs off a little before pulling his finger in and out gradually fast. He then slides the second finger in quickly and with a bit of force. I gasped and bit the pillow until the pain subsided. After a few minutes I feel him shift around and pull his fingers out. He placed his warm cock head at the entrance of my ass and said, “I’ve done this before but never twice with the same girl”. He let that process in my head for a full second before plunging half his cock in me.
Broke, Fat, Black, and Ugly. Ch. 10 [nc, rape, oral, interracial, rough, mdom, cuck]
Broke, Fat, Black, and Ugly
by DiscipleN
[this story has over the top, racist bullshit so thick you can’t mistake it for the insulting lie it would be, if written for anything other than fetish fantasy]
Chapter 10
Terry lingually drove Stace to three more orgasms by sundown. She lost all pretense of rebellion. She wept and held on to me, while I came twice to each of hers. When the sky darkened, he let her go. He told her to make supper for her parents. We had stocked our shelves with vegetable soups for Donald. She made spaghetti for me. Terry sneered when she offered to load a plate for him.
I wondered at stupid things, like why he required me to suck him clean and then stuff his cock back into my cum dripping cunt. Terry must have fucked himself dry that day. Stace slept in her bedroom, while I slept mounted to a fat pole sticking out of a fat mound. I woke in the middle of the night. His cock lurched inside of me. He moaned in his sleep, but the only cum there had been launched late afternoon. Never the less, I dismounted and sucked him clean. I fell asleep, plugged once more by a horrid man’s never withering protrusion.
[MF][cuck][voy] We’ve been over this already, I’m not going to sleep with your boyfriend
“We’ve been over this already, I’m not going to sleep with your boyfriend” I tell Jenny.
“Come on Claire, I don’t need you to go all the way. I just need evidence” she replies.
“Do you remember what happened when you hacked into Ben’s email? He stopped trusting you after that”.
“I was wrong then, but I know for sure this-” she pleads.
“And when you broke into Josh’s phone” I cut her off, “and when you tailed Ollie”.
“I know I haven’t always been right, but I won’t be able to trust him otherwise”, I can almost see the tears in her eyes.
I had invited Jenny over to my place because she said her relationship with Greg was falling apart. She was overly paranoid about relationships in general, but she had been burned in the past. We have been friends since we were in school, I had seen the scumbags cheating on her in the past. Perhaps it wasn’t so crazy to do this one small thing for a long time friend.
“Ok, sure, I’ll do it” I say as I pull her in for a hug.
Bayley Gets Blacked [MF] [WWE] [Cuckold] [Interracial]
It had been a few weeks since Bayley had changed her character up to a more serious heel persona, but she felt something was missing. Sure, the heel turn was effective, but she didn’t feel like the crowd was really responding. Bayley had talked with Sasha about how she could change up her character some more, but they couldn’t come up with anything that felt right. Bayley decided she needed help from someone else. Survivor Series proved to be the perfect opportunity to get that help. Bayley had a match set against Nikki Cross with the Smackdown Women’s Championship on the line, but her mind was elsewhere. After Bayley and Nikki had finished working out the finish to the match, Bayley headed towards a male backstage staff member.
“Excuse me, could you send Bobby Lashley to my trailer in five minutes?”
“Of course mam, I’ll get on that.”
[MF] Dipping our toes into sharing.
My [30M] fiance [26F] have been together for roughly 4 years. Our sex life is excellent; we typically have sex 2-3 times per week, and are very connected to each other. Because of this, we try to explore new ways to increase and enhance our sex life, so it doesn’t become routine or boring. We have always been open in communicating and making sure that the other person is getting what they want. This has led to some really fun sessions, including role play, light bondage, and anal (on both of us. Guys, if you haven’t ever had your girl get you off with a plug up your ass, you’re missing out). Thanks to subreddits like /r/hotwife and /r/hotpast, I have started asking her to tell me stories of her previous partners while we have sex. I always find it so hot to think about her with someone else, and I’ve learned so much about her. Like that she was given an award in her dorm for loudest orgasm after her work boss fucked her. Her list isn’t extensive though, so we’ve already run out of stories. I half-joke with her that she needs to make some new ones to tell me. I’m not into the cuckold fantasy, but sharing is something that we have started talking about, but I never really thought would come to fruition. Until last weekend.
The Royal Elven Mistress [Femdom][Cuckold]
(This is a story I wrote with the intent to publish it but decided to share it with all of you for free instead! Enjoy!)
Ivy smirked as she pulled the second wrist restraint tight, making sure that her toy had both of his hands secured firmly behind his back. She did so enjoy her work. It was delightful the faces the king made when she stripped him down and began to bind his limbs together. The way he groaned softly in pleasure as her fingers traced along his limbs made her tingle. Her deeply tanned skin contrasted so nicely with his pale, sunless features. As her fingers traced down his spine, goosebumps were rising up on his arms and shoulders.
“Are you ready for another session, my king?” Ivy whispered into his ear.
“Yes, Mistress Ivy,” The king said, his excitement barely contained in his voice.
Her hand came down across his ass in a whip-crack of a spank. “What would your subjects think of you like this?”
He hissed between his teeth. “I imagine they would think lesser of me,” He admitted, his member already throbbing between his legs.
Shevonne goes on a date (cuckold, group, wife becomes a prostitute)
He knew where she had gone. She had shown him the instructions.
“Be at the Northwood hotel at 9.”
It was a semi-classy hotel, not a seedy rent-by-the-hour motel but nonetheless known for being a place for assignations.
He had watched quietly as she dressed. His eyes asking a question that couldn’t pass through his lips.
But she had seen it and pulled down her panties to show him the temporary tattoo on her mound. She had had it lasered recently to keep it smooth. “Use it” read the tattoo.
His cock stirred. And she smiled as she slipped into the skintight red dress that he had bought for her. He had bought it for the zipper. It ranged from her collar to the hem, down the front and not the back.
6-inch heels were now de rigeur. And she clacked down the driveway into the car while he watched impotently through the window. Unable to stop her from her “coming out” as she had told her.
The same heels clacked up the driveway 5 hours later. A soft click announced her entry. And the self-satisfied smile she wore declared her state of mind.
Broke, Fat, Black, and Ugly. Ch. 9 [nc, rape, oral, interracial, Ff, rough, mdom, cuck]
Broke, Fat, Black, and Ugly.
by DiscipleN
Chapter 9
Terry used his key to unlock our apartment, two days later. It was Saturday. He carried what looked like a doggie poop bag and five twenty dollar bills. I waited naked on our new couch. He passed me and knocked on Stace’s door. “I got what he promised, and what I promised.”
The door opened and my teen child, red faced from frequent crying fits, peered out blankly. He gave her the money and the bag. “That’s all yours. The house rule doesn’t apply.”
In the bag was a severed little toe, fresh. My terrified daughter dropped it and the money. She hugged Terry.
Donald screamed from the master bedroom. We had bound him to the bed. “He’s got the addiction bad. Even a small dose might kill him.” Terry had explained. “Gotta let it burn down for a few days.”
“I’ll take care of you, baby.” Terry patted Stace’s behind.
“I hate you.”
“You got reason, but it don’t matter. If you want more money, you’ll work when I tell you.”