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we're not kids anymore.
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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
$LAYYYTER
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@cleverkink
There is a time and a place for everything...
she needs it.
The hard truth husbands learn once they agree to (or don't do anything to stop) their own cuckolding. Quite often. It only takes one night for the wife to have her world rocked, her orgasm unlocked (and her married pussy resized).
Your wife told your boss, without mincing words, that she knew full well she was dressed in an inappropriately provocative way and then added, “It's my way of telling you that if you want to fuck me, you can. I think you've been wanting to for a while.” You were a thousand miles away on your first business trip, but it wasn't going to be your last.
Think about it this way. The more you send him away, the more he expands his career. The bigger his bonus. Every penny of which he'll use to take care of your new mistress. I promise. After all, he won't have any time here soon to spend in my nice house, my nice car, his beautiful wife. As long as you keep him excited and in foreign countries, it's all yours. I'm yours. He's yours. And if he ever complains... well I suppose he'll be jobless and divorced.
It doesn't matter. He doesn't matter.
You and I matter. He's just... staff. My eunuch. Your eunuch caring for your queen. By himself. Alone.
The worst part wasn't that you were watching your wife experience pleasure more intense than she'd ever felt before as she rode that huge black cock right in front of you in a secluded spot on the beach—the worst part was that you knew she'd do it many more times, and that having penetrative sex with you would never make her feel anything again.
It almost broke you. Terrified you.
And yet... it was the hottest thing you'd ever seen. It felt natural. Right. You wanted this for her. You wanted him to HAVE her. So the love of your life could have him. It was beautiful. The end of everything that you cherished... was beautiful.
You'd do anything for her. Them. This.
They were always meant to be.
You finally understood your purpose. To help them meet. To facilitate the start of their beautiful life.
Her bull, her lover... her... man. It isn't enough she's his now. Spends nearly all her free time, her energy, her passion on him. It isn't enough to take her from you.
No. He wants her to understand that denial, that conquering is only the beginning of the pleasures a cuck can offer. He wants her to take joy in breaking you. Hurting you. For real. Making you less of a man, a person. Making you do things that don't erode her love for you, they break it. That don't just break your heart, they permanently destroy your very soul. He wants you broken. Completely. For him. For her pleasure. Forever.
Hush ur mouth.
My dream of life 💖💖💖💖 i want nothing more then to be one of them
Who don't even know they're about to be exes.
For my wife, it’s her aunt, not her mother…
She wanted me to remind you of how babies are made though, and that she expects you to raise up a solid family of grand babies for her. Especially if we find... optimal genes to make them as successful as possible. She thought it was wonderful you trusted my judgement in choosing a.. what's she call it? Real stud. Mom's from the farm. What can I say. Practical understanding of what makes the ideal grand child I suppose.
But you know all that! That's why I love you my little pet. Some men are draft horses, others are purebred race horses. Get the right horse for the right job.
I'd like that, but let me blindfold him first. It's one thing to humiliate him in front of the love of his life, but you're his best friend... it'd break him. Like permanently.
I need to be able to get him all out back together again and convince him it got me all hot. He's got work on Monday, and... well...
I want to break him again next weekend. It is hot. So cruel and dirty. I just want to keep watching you hurt him again and again and then reward you for all your efforts you know?
Plus, he's sweet. He doesn't need to know just how pitiful he truly is.
Do you dare?
weary hours of the morning
You get home in the wee hours of the morning. Your date drops you off at your doorstep, and you walk barefoot without putting on your high heels—your feet are sore from dancing in uncomfortable shoes—and you carry them in your hand. Your husband hasn’t gone to bed yet—he’s called you dozens of times on your cell phone and sent you just as many messages. You’re wearing only a black dress with a very short skirt—you’re no longer wearing a bra or panties. You just tell him, “It was a fantastic, wild night—and the two best shags of my life.”
Images and presentation style by Elle_et_eux. @elle-et-eux.
As well as @elle-et-lui, I have used in these captions a second-person narrative style—the text is addressed to the reader. Contrary to most captions published in blogs on cuckolding, the reader—the main character—of these captions isn’t the cuckold husband but the cheating wife.
Move your hand here, yeah. Bite me. Softer.