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i don’t want a man who is willing to sleep with other women whilst in a relationship with me because of my kink. i want a man who will just cheat on me, and then when he finds out that it turned me on just as much as it made me jealous, he takes it to his advantage and does it over and over.
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not to be a masochist but getting cheated on would be so much hotter if it was emotional cheating too. like yes finding another girl hotter than me and succumbing to your desires is hot, but imagine taking her out on dates behind my back and making love to her. it’d be so hot if you fell in love with her while dating me. even better if you leave me for her.
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I want a loyal boyfriend who loves me and treats me right. He’d listen to me talk about my fantasies, about wanting to be cucked, but he wouldn’t be into it. No, he’d love me too much to bring these kinks into our relationship. But I would beg him over and over. The idea of him cheating on me and sleeping with another woman was just too hot. I would constantly bother him, suggesting different women, pointing out how hot they were. How good they would look under him. Eventually, one day he’d fold, tired of listening to my incessant pestering. And then he would fuck my best friend in front of me, saying how she was so much better than me. I would be so aroused watching, but as they kiss, I’d realize that I’m in over my head. Jealousy would take over and I would realize that I caused this. I made him look at other women, sleep with them. I did this. It’d hurt so bad and I would have nobody else to blame but myself. I’d just have to swallow my feelings as I watch him become addicted to fucking other women and degrading me.
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i want to trust you and be vulnerable with you, telling you about my insecurities regarding other women. you’ll reassure me and tell me that i’m the only girl in the world to you, that you don’t even look at other girls, and i’ll believe you. and then i’ll walk in on you fucking my best friend, who’s everything i’m not. she’s pretty and skinny; of course you’d prefer her. you’d make sure i know that i could never compare to her as you thrust into her, making fun of my very existence. and you’d be thrilled to find me soaking wet at your infidelity, begging to be cheated on.
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Imagine you cheat on me so often and with such younger and sexier girls that you're no longer able to get it up for me. You start to get hard imaging another woman but when you try to fuck me, you go soft every time.
I cry myself to sleep every night after we try to have sex. Then I wake up in the middle of the night to the bed shaking and soft moaning noise. I look over and realize you are furiously jacking off while watching a video of you fucking a tiny blonde girl. You grunt her name as you cum in your hand.
Then you glance over and see that I'm awake so you smear your cum all over my face and in my hair and laugh. "Go take a shower, I can't sleep next to you with your face looking like that, it's disgusting"
I take a bath instead, trying to calm my nerves while crying hysterically. You'll never want me again. I'm ruined.
You enter the bathroom. "I may as well take a piss while I'm already up" you start to piss in my bathwater before you see my crying face and laugh. You redirect the stream right into my eyes and laugh harder when I close them and try to shield my face from your rancid piss. "dumb cunt" you say, before leaving and slamming the bathroom door shut behind you.
When I reenter the bedroom, you're jacking off again. "Go sleep on the couch, seeing your fat body is making me soft"
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