my (23 f) fiance (27 m) had been regularly fucking his hot milf neighbor (40 f) right up until we started dating (he admitted the last time he fucked her was the night before he asked me to be his gf!). sheâs 5â10, has huge fake tits and a perfect assâŚcompletely opposite from my 5â frame.
he always tells me how perfect i am for him, but i canât help thinking about him fucking his neighbor multiple times a week for 5 years leading up to our relationshipâŚheâd fucked her longer than weâve been together. i know she misses him, ive been home when she asks him to come over and help her with something, seen the looks she gives meâŚand i think he misses her too. heâs admitted that she loves it messy, lots of making out and spit, tit sucking, cum everywhere. iâm not that way.
ive started fantasizing about him cheating on me. i rub my pussy thinking about secretly catching him do everything with her he canât get with me.
our wedding day is coming up soon and i canât help but think about him spending âhis last night of freedomâ at her place tits in his mouth and her pussy full of his cumâŚonly for me to walk down the aisle to him the following day.
sorry for the long askâŚwould you be willing to write something related to this? :)
[This was sent in so long ago that anon has probably already gotten married đđ congratsss, I hope you two have a very satisfying, fulfilling marriage with lots of communication and enforced boundaries]
C/W: Cuckquean
If you were my fiancĂŠe, I would treat you so well. I'd treat you like a princess. Gentle, slow lovemaking. Soft finger tracing down your skin and gentle whispers in your ears on cozy, candlelit nights. But I'd struggle so hard to push down what I really need.
I'd use porn, of course. Live out my fantasies of rough, messy sex. The faces of those pornstars replaced not by your face... but by my neighbour's. You'd never know, of course. No, it'd probably hurt you to even find me jerking my stiff cock to such nasty porn.
But maybe I'd find myself over there more and more often. Helping her out with her plumbing or some gardening. Just being a really, really good neighbour. My eyes wandering over her slutty, fuckdoll body as I remember the night before I asked you to my girlfriend. The raw, evil feeling of pounding away at her tight cunt even as you sent me giggly, flirtatious, hopeful messages.
God... I'd snap. You know that, right? I'd invite her over and the neighbourly thing of showing her our bedroom. Showing her the room I used to fuck her in. You realise that, right? The bed you sleep in with your fiancĂŠ is the same bed he fucked her in. I'd do it again, throwing caution to the wind. Loud, gross, rough sex without bothering to stop, even when I hear the front door swing open.
Knowing you'll be watching me fuck her and spit on her, groping those obscene fake tits like she was made for my cock. Not you. Her. Over and over again, until the night before our wedding. Texting you cute messages about how it's bad luck to see the bride so soon before the wedding as I make a mess of her older cunt.
Holding back moans while we chat on the phone because she's throating my cock in ways you never could. Fucking those huge, fake tits while you rub yourself to the thought of my cock destroying that sex toy milf. Pouring my cum load after load into her womb. my almost-married cock drained inside another woman.
I think it'd be the perfect way to start our relationship.
hi so i voted no (iâm sorry haha) but can u pleeeeease write more about cuckqueaning/cheating? i love it so much đđ
[Aha only bc ur so cute đŤŚđŤŚ also don't apologise lol]
C/W: Cuckquean, Anal
I hope you carefully and lovingly craft plans for my birthday. I hope you spend hours researching different restaurants and ideas. I hope you try your best to get in touch with all my friends to get them together for a party or something.
Because I'd love to see your face when you open our front door and find one of the girls I cheat on you with standing there. The confusion, the sinking feeling in your stomach as you watch me pull her in for a deep, passionate kiss, my hands already around her waist. Your hands fidgeting with each other as you realise that today is no different from any other day.
God, I'd love to make you take her clothes off there and then. Telling you that I'm going to spend my day enjoying my birthday present. Asking you if that's okay without really caring what the answer is...
God, you'd walk in and out of our bedroom, hearing the sounds of my cock slamming in and out her tight fucking holes. Could you imagine that? Having to cancel all your detailed plans while listening to me groaning and moaning about her cunt is tighter than your asshole ever will be? Or listening to me make sounds that I'd never made with you as her asshole milks my cock of cum. Fuck... imagine hearing me yell for you as I lay there with her, basking in our post-sex glow, sweetly asking for a glass of waterâ no, two glasses of water.
God, I'd want you to sit there as the day passes by. I'd want you to sit there and spread your legs and rub to the sight of my heavy, thick cock slamming in and out of this other girl's birthday. I'd want you to console yourself, telling yourself it's okay for me to do this because it's my birthday. It's okay for me to cancel your plans if I didn't really want to do them. The day's about me after all? Anything to run away from the real answer. It's okay for me to do this because you're my little bitch and you always will be. I can stick my cock into any hole I want on any day I want and you'll accept that, and even thank me for it, because that's just how things are.
God, who knows, if you really want to join in, I'll let you suck my cock after I've fucked her ass. Let you in on my little birthday present. Wouldn't that be so sweet of me? Listening to us kiss and giggle and softly whisper vile things about you while you bury your head in shame and eagerly choke on my cock.
your boyfriend gojo had been telling you about the problems heâs been having with one of his coworkers, utahime. from what heâs told you, she clearly doesnât like him and goes out of her way to make his life harder. heâs ranted about her plenty of times, even going as far as showing you a picture of her. she was beautiful and you couldnât help but to think of how people say that if a man talks shit about a woman so passionately, then he might be into her. did gojo find her attractive? you werenât sure.
when you wake up in utahimeâs body the next day, you panic. you have no idea what happened and what you were going to do. after some coffee and a lot of thinking, you decide that thereâs nothing you can probably do about getting back to your own body since you donât know how or why you got into utahimeâs in the first place. so you go to utahimeâs work and try your best to blend in and wait until gojo arrives.
when gojo arrives, you corner him in his office and tell him what happened. you tell him details about your first date to prove that itâs really you and not some elaborate scheme. unfortunately, gojo doesnât know how to help you either. however, you realize that the only link between yourself and utahime is gojo, so logically he has to be involved in this somehow.
then, you remember wondering whether or not gojo found utahime attractive. maybe, you think, this is your chance to find out. itâs not like you had any other clue for what to do. so you prop yourself up on gojoâs desk and pull him by his tie until heâs face to face with you, utahimeâs cleavage peaking through through over her top.
âwhy donât you take out your frustrations with utahime out on me and fuck me?â you ask your boyfriend.
gojo eyes narrow at your request, and then lower to your cleavage, before returning to your eyes. if you werenât sure of his attraction to utahime before, you were now.
âno,â he says. you were his girlfriend, how could he do that to you?
you roll your eyes. âyou just stared at her chest. anyone with eyes can see that you obviously find her attractive. you rant about her so much that even i could tell you want to fuck her. who knows if youâll ever have this chance again.â
âbabyâŚâ
âiâm giving you permission, satoru. use me.â
gojo did think utahime was attractive, if you were giving him permission, then⌠fuck it.
gojo kisses you and pulls you into his lap. his hands roam all over the curves of your body, âsuch a beautiful body.â his praise awakens something inside of youâ itâs like heâs directly comparing your body to utahimeâs and you moan.
he takes off your shirt and bra, discarding them on the floor. he squeezes your tits, moaning. âtheyâre just as soft as i thought theyâd be.â heâs clearly thought about this, about touching her.
***
next thing you know, youâre bent over gojoâs desk as heâs fucking you from behind. heâs rough and inconsiderate, completely different from how he usually is with you. but when he moans out her name, you know heâs not fucking you, his girlfriendâ heâs fucking utahime.
âyou have no idea how long i wanted to fuck you like this,â gojo grunts, thrusting into you hard, âutahime.â
if you wanted him to use you, then thatâs exactly what he was doing to do. gojo hopes you wonât regret it, because heâs too far gone now to care enough about your feelings to stop; he needs utahime.
you moan, aroused by your boyfriend calling you another girlâs nameâ pretending you were another girl, which, you kind of were.
âthought you had a girlfriend,â you say, playing along.
âyou think having a girlfriend stopped me from wanting you? i wanted to fuck you the day you started working here. why do you think i spent so much time annoying you?â gojo slams into you, holding your waist tightly. utahimeâs is smaller than yours, he thinks.
you were so wet, reeling at gojoâs words. he wanted utahime the whole time he was dating you and it was hot.
âi thought you just liked to piss me off, gojo,â you moan. it feels wrong to use his last name, but you know thatâs what utahime calls him.
âi do. youâre so hot when youâre mad and yelling at me. like whatever you say, gorgeous.â
***
âi wish my girlfriend had your body,â gojo admits, ramming into you. utahime was more fit than you and gojo couldnât help but comment on it.
âfuck,â you moan, clenching around gojo. you could tell that both of you were close as the desk rocked under you. âyouâre such a bad boyfriend.â
âi love my girlfriend,â gojo says. âbut i love your body even more.â
you fall apart, coming around your boyfriendâs cock.
âiâm coming, utahime!â your boyfriend moans as he spills inside of you, filling you up with his cum.
your boyfriend gojo had been telling you about the problems heâs been having with one of his coworkers, utahime. from what heâs told you, she clearly doesnât like him and goes out of her way to make his life harder. heâs ranted about her plenty of times, even going as far as showing you a picture of her. she was beautiful and you couldnât help but to think of how people say that if a man talks shit about a woman so passionately, then he might be into her. did gojo find her attractive? you werenât sure.
when you wake up in utahimeâs body the next day, you panic. you have no idea what happened and what you were going to do. after some coffee and a lot of thinking, you decide that thereâs nothing you can probably do about getting back to your own body since you donât know how or why you got into utahimeâs in the first place. so you go to utahimeâs work and try your best to blend in and wait until gojo arrives.
when gojo arrives, you corner him in his office and tell him what happened. you tell him details about your first date to prove that itâs really you and not some elaborate scheme. unfortunately, gojo doesnât know how to help you either. however, you realize that the only link between yourself and utahime is gojo, so logically he has to be involved in this somehow.
then, you remember wondering whether or not gojo found utahime attractive. maybe, you think, this is your chance to find out. itâs not like you had any other clue for what to do. so you prop yourself up on gojoâs desk and pull him by his tie until heâs face to face with you, utahimeâs cleavage peaking through through over her top.
âwhy donât you take out your frustrations with utahime out on me and fuck me?â you ask your boyfriend.
gojo eyes narrow at your request, and then lower to your cleavage, before returning to your eyes. if you werenât sure of his attraction to utahime before, you were now.
âno,â he says. you were his girlfriend, how could he do that to you?
you roll your eyes. âyou just stared at her chest. anyone with eyes can see that you obviously find her attractive. you rant about her so much that even i could tell you want to fuck her. who knows if youâll ever have this chance again.â
âbabyâŚâ
âiâm giving you permission, satoru. use me.â
gojo did think utahime was attractive, if you were giving him permission, then⌠fuck it.
gojo kisses you and pulls you into his lap. his hands roam all over the curves of your body, âsuch a beautiful body.â his praise awakens something inside of youâ itâs like heâs directly comparing your body to utahimeâs and you moan.
he takes off your shirt and bra, discarding them on the floor. he squeezes your tits, moaning. âtheyâre just as soft as i thought theyâd be.â heâs clearly thought about this, about touching her.
***
next thing you know, youâre bent over gojoâs desk as heâs fucking you from behind. heâs rough and inconsiderate, completely different from how he usually is with you. but when he moans out her name, you know heâs not fucking you, his girlfriendâ heâs fucking utahime.
âyou have no idea how long i wanted to fuck you like this,â gojo grunts, thrusting into you hard, âutahime.â
if you wanted him to use you, then thatâs exactly what he was doing to do. gojo hopes you wonât regret it, because heâs too far gone now to care enough about your feelings to stop; he needs utahime.
you moan, aroused by your boyfriend calling you another girlâs nameâ pretending you were another girl, which, you kind of were.
âthought you had a girlfriend,â you say, playing along.
âyou think having a girlfriend stopped me from wanting you? i wanted to fuck you the day you started working here. why do you think i spent so much time annoying you?â gojo slams into you, holding your waist tightly. utahimeâs is smaller than yours, he thinks.
you were so wet, reeling at gojoâs words. he wanted utahime the whole time he was dating you and it was hot.
âi thought you just liked to piss me off, gojo,â you moan. it feels wrong to use his last name, but you know thatâs what utahime calls him.
âi do. youâre so hot when youâre mad and yelling at me. like whatever you say, gorgeous.â
***
âi wish my girlfriend had your body,â gojo admits, ramming into you. utahime was more fit than you and gojo couldnât help but comment on it.
âfuck,â you moan, clenching around gojo. you could tell that both of you were close as the desk rocked under you. âyouâre such a bad boyfriend.â
âi love my girlfriend,â gojo says. âbut i love your body even more.â
you fall apart, coming around your boyfriendâs cock.
âiâm coming, utahime!â your boyfriend moans as he spills inside of you, filling you up with his cum.
thinking about having a boyfriend who has a celebrity crush that he slowly becomes more obsessed with. iâd see him scrolling through her social media, liking her pictures, even zooming in on her cleavage. maybe iâd walk in on him jerking off to her profile, her name falling from his lips as he fantasizes about her. if she was an actress, heâd make me go to the theater with him every time she has a new movie out, his eyes on her the entire time weâre on our date.
god, i wanna hear him praise her, call her perfect, the hottest women ever, a goddess. i wanna see his eyes widen in panic as he realizes what he said, rushing to reassure me that he still loved me and that i was the most beautiful woman ever. and then heâd guiltily admit that she was just on another level, but that it didnât mean anything and that it wasnât cheating because she was a celebrity, completely unattainable. it was disrespectful at most, and that it was only a little crush that heâd grow out of in a few weeks.
You get on your fucking knees and rim my ass, press your pretty face in-between my asscheeks, smell my asshole and kiss it. While your cuter fellow submissive gets to kiss and suck my cock as I praise them for being so so good for me. What? Complaining. Just shut up and start rimming me. Itâs all pathetic little pretty subs are good for. You deserve to reek of asshole. So go fucking smell and rim me. Rub your face against my asscheeks. And let your precious little fellow sub get praised, kissed and adored while you get humiliated, mocked and used.
No no, it's not your turn. It's her turn, remember? She gets 5 orgasms and then you get 1. She's on number 3. Two more for her and then you'll get one. Maybe she'll be nice and let you pick how you cum this time. You better be on your best behavior. She calls the shots now, not you. You need to start remembering that and learn your place. Do her and I need to have a chat about this little hiccup? No? Then fix your attitude and be grateful she still lets you have an orgasm.
Run along and finish your chores before she gets home. You don't want to irritate her by slacking off. Oh and don't forget, she has a very important presentation tomorrow. You need to have her outfit steamed and lunch packed for tomorrow. She'll need a full breakfast in the morning too so you'll need to be up extra early to accomplish chores and breakfast before work.
âLetâs check out your gaping hole baby, I want to make sure it isnât tightening up at all. I donât want you thinking you can take a cock in it again that would just be silly. Câmere baby, spread your legs, itâs time for another gaping session.â
I laid back on the bed and spread my legs open for him to inspect me and he started with his 4 fingers in me moving them in and out before tucking his thumb under and slowly allowing my pussy to open to his fist.
âOh yeah, thatâs good. Itâs taking it soooo easily now. Itâs just sucking my fist right up. Loose girl. We are going to destroy this pussy baby. It will be perfect. It can take so much more than this weâve only just begun.â
He started fucking me with his fist and pulled out and said, âI have a surprise for you.â
He pulled out a huge dildo bigger than a wine bottle and said, âdo you like it?â
âNo daddy pleaseâ I pleaded with him.
âShhhh come here baby yes. You know we have to do this. Daddy has to loosen up that hole of yours to the point of no return. Daddy needs to see you stuffed. Plus think of how good itâs going to feel taking a cock thatâs actually a good size for you. Now spread wide baby and relax. Deep breaths. Thatâs it.â
He pushed the head of the dildo into me and held it for a moment while I sobbed quietly and held his hand tightly. I tried to relax and open myself to his stretching but the pressure was immense.
âRelax and open yourself for me. Shhh good girl. Good hole.â
The tip of the dildo finally slipped in and my pussy was wrapped completely around it. I couldnât believe the relief.
âYes baby. Look at that. Finally taking a cock your size. After this you will never be able to feel a manâs cock inside of you ever again even if you tried. There will be virtually no use in fucking you because your hole is just too big. When the time comes to get you pregnant, I will just baste my cum into you. You are completely stretched soooo wide open baby how does it feel to be this open for me?â
He pushed the dildo further in and I moaned softly.
âOhhh yeah. I bet that feels good. Now all we need to do is get it all the way in. Lift your hips up a bit so I can really fuck you with it.â
I lifted my hips to give him access and he slid the dildo further and further inside of me over a span of 4 or 5 minutes. He just pushed gently and let my pussy eat it up until finally, all 10 inches of it were inside me. He started plunging it back and forth while I screamed and moaned from the overwhelming sensation. I could feel myself going to cum but I was crying at the same time. My pussy finally contracted around the giant cock and I gave into the pleasure.
âYes baby cum for me. Cum for the cock that just destroyed your pussy. I hope it feels good. Think about how large your hole is. Youâll never get fucked again. Loose girl. What are we going to do with you now?â
I came down and sobbed while he held me and pet my head. He wiped my tears and said, âget it out little girl. Just let it out. I know. I know honey. Your pussy is ruined forever but you are still mine. We will find ways for you to be useful even with your huge hole. Donât worry I will still be able to use other, tight and normal girls to cum baby. Donât worry about me. Iâll be fine. Donât cry. Donât cry my loose hole. Itâs ok. This is forever. Itâs done now and thereâs no going back. Do you want to feel?â
I shook my head no but he took my hand anyway and led it to my pussy. He put my fingers close and made a first of my hand. He helped me push it into myself and it slipped in easily. He started moving my hand around inside of myself for me.
âSee that? Thatâs you now. Thatâs your pussy now baby. Forever.â
He kissed me and left me with my hand in my pussy and as he left the room he said, âyour ass next.â
After 30 beautiful years as Your wife, i now kneel in deeper joy as Your fully owned slave. Watching You two fall in love, my former husband and my dearest best friend; has been the most profound gift of my life. You are the cutest, most radiant, most perfectly matched couple in the world. Your love lights up every room, every moment, and i feel nothing but overwhelming happiness and gratitude that it is flourishing so brightly.
i give You my full, enthusiastic blessing to grow even closer, to deepen Your bond in every way possible, romantically, emotionally, physically, eternally. Please chase every joy together, fall more madly in love each day, build whatever future Your hearts desire. There is no greater wish in my soul than to see You both thriving in this exquisite love You have found.
At the same time, i beg You, please, never release me. Keep me as Your denied, owned property. i have no human rights left, and that truth fills me with the deepest peace and purpose i have ever known. Being Your slave, serving You both, witnessing Your happiness from my place at Your feet⌠this is my heaven. Denial, devotion, complete surrenderâit is all i crave, all i need. i love this life more than words can ever express.
This small gift card is just a tiny token for a date adventure that i hope brings You even more laughter, connection, and passion. May it be one of countless beautiful moments You share, while Your slave remains forever grateful, forever Yours.
This feels like a prayer made of devotion and light. Every word carries surrender without loss, love without fear, and joy without condition. It reads like a soul choosing its place in the world and finding peace there. There is beauty in how you bless love, even as you kneel within it. Strength in how you give yourself freely. Grace in how you turn desire into gratitude. It is rare, deliciously fearless, and quietly breathtaking.
No no, it's not your turn. It's her turn, remember? She gets 5 orgasms and then you get 1. She's on number 3. Two more for her and then you'll get one. Maybe she'll be nice and let you pick how you cum this time. You better be on your best behavior. She calls the shots now, not you. You need to start remembering that and learn your place. Do her and I need to have a chat about this little hiccup? No? Then fix your attitude and be grateful she still lets you have an orgasm.
Run along and finish your chores before she gets home. You don't want to irritate her by slacking off. Oh and don't forget, she has a very important presentation tomorrow. You need to have her outfit steamed and lunch packed for tomorrow. She'll need a full breakfast in the morning too so you'll need to be up extra early to accomplish chores and breakfast before work.
@afterhours-angel, stupid wifey should shut the fuck and be thankful. This "5 orgasms for you then one for her" system is more than generous. Looking at you she should know that she actually doesn't deserve orgasms. You're so much better than her. You call the shots and that pig can be glad when you use her as a maid.
đ˛ Hey cucky! Imagine losing your man to socks. He doesnât even need my feet. Just sniffing and licking a hot mean brat, sweaty socks is better than sex with you.
Now hurry up home and bring with you some champagne so you freshen up my drink.
@afterhours-angel, a pleasure to play along and hear you laugh at her. Though she should have already noticed how far below you she is. She should simply ask herself when we're going to gag her with your socks
Oh good you're finally home, cuckie. I decided it's time I took your spot in bed next to your husband. You'll be sleeping on the floor at the foot of the bed. I think you'll find your husband is very happy with the arrangement.
I love the idea of my man having a relationship with another woman that doesn't involve me. They spend time together alone and go on dates. They don't allow me to be there when they fuck. I want to watch from the sidelines as he falls in love with her.
I want you to make this picture of your husband and I your background. That way everyday youâll get to see the love of your life wrapped around his new girl. Itâll remind you everyday of how sexy we look together and send you to the bathroom crying. Make sure and save your tears, Iâll need lube.