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I’m a black hung top master I’m here to breed some sissy bitches and gays on here slide in daddy’s DM and let me get your ass penetrated with my cock and flood it with my
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A cuckold story:
Having suspected my wife of cheating for some time, I lied about going to work and followed her. I saw her meet him at he restaurant, greeting him with a kiss on the cheek. I saw them eating together, like a couple, enjoying each other’s company and obviously flirting. My blood was boiling with the anger only such a betrayal can elicit. I followed them home. I waited quietly a few minutes, then snuck in quietly,determined to take them by surprise and confront them.
This was my view as I turned the corner and looked down the hall. Seeing them in each other’s arms, kissing so passionately, it took my breath away. I involuntarily stepped back away, leaning back against the wall, as all my strength seems to fade away, my knees weakened and I slumped down to the floor, unable to do anything but watch, as it became clear to me- they were in love. I looked at him, realizing how much taller and muscular he was than me- a far superior man, far more desirable and appropriate for my beautiful wife to be with than myself. Anything I had planned now seemed useless, and I knew there was nothing left to do but to surrender her to him.
As they kept kissing, things began to heat up. Hands wandered, with quiet grunts and moans, until they finally turned around to head towards the bedroom, which was behind me. She took his hand to lead him there, and that’s when they saw me. Not a word was said- they just walked towards and past me, literally stepping over me, and looking down at me with disdain, disgust, and perhaps a little pity. As they entered the bedroom behind me, I heard the door close, and then I heard them laughing, no doubt at me, and then silence followed by louder and louder sounds of their lovemaking.
It was torturous for me, and I knew I should leave, but something compelled me to stay. I cried myself to sleep on the floor, and was awakened by more lovemaking the next morning, and then a text from my wife. It read: Good morning sweetie. I’m glad you decided to stay last night, and not to make a scene. And I’m relieved to finally be able to stop sneaking around and deceiving you. Fix us some coffee and bring it into the bedroom, and we can have a talk.
My head was spinning and I was filled with dread as I went to the kitchen and made coffee. I couldn’t believe I was going to do this, and yet, here I was, doing exactly as she told me to. I think I already knew where this was headed, and I think deep down, I wanted to be made their humiliated cuckold slave all along.
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You see? This is what happens when you don’t even try to stop him…now he has me dressing in skimpy,sexy lingerie for him, and he’s about to take me, and you’re still too petrified of him to even say a word… by the time he’s through with me, I’ll belong to him, and there’ll be no turning back…
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