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Goddess Kymberli is pregnant with her real man Marks child. I know I shouldn't have but I guess I always still had that tiny hope deep down that there was even a 1% chance that one day something would change and she would see me the way I see her. I still dreamed of a future with her and building a family together. I don't know how to feel. Ive spent the last six months watching someone else live out every single dream or hope I had for my future and this was like the final knife directly into my heart. I love her more than anything on earth and seeing how happy she's been has been wonderful, but having to accept that I will never be able to make her smile the way he does has been devastating. The way she laughs and tells me exactly how massive his cock is and the ways he fucks her so hard she can barely think or breathe has been so fucking hot and makes my cage leak constantly, but the constant real reminder that I could never make her feel like that makes me feel like I'll never be a man. Being her cuck was hot and intoxicating before but this feels different 😢. I would have given everything I ever had to have a future with her. Now it feels like I don't have a future at all.

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Being in her friend zone isn’t so bad… and I don’t mind helping her out, I mean, what’re friends for right? Besides, I actually like doing laundry and cleaning her apartment… and sometimes, I get to hang out with her, sometime with her friends too… I mean, sure I gets a little awkward when they all start talking about certain things, like cute clothes and cute boys, especially when they ask me my opinions- I usually blush a lot, shrug my shoulders and sheepishly give them an answer, and they all giggle a lot! Then I’m happy I made them happy…

One time, when they were helping her pick an outfit for a date, they asked me which I thought she should wear. I didn’t like that so much because I have such a big crush in her that I really don’t like it when she dates other men. I had a little tantrum and stormed out of the room crying. She came after me and asked me what was the matter, and I told her I was in love with her and I wished I was her boyfriend. I thought she’d get mad, but instead, she was really nice! She hugged me and comforted me, and explained that a girl’s emotions and feelings can get complicated and confusing, and that the feelings I have for her are more because we’re like sisters or bffs. She said that I could never be her boyfriend because I’m not masculine, but that she loves the feminine girl I’ve become as a friend, and asked me, if she did agree to try being my girlfriend, did I really want to throw our friendship away for what would certainly be a failed romance. She’s so smart and wise, I couldn’t argue with her logic, and said no, I would never want to lose her as a friend. Then she brought me back in to the room with the rest of her friends and I helped her pick an outfit for her date by modeling them both for her. This cute sweater in the picture was the winner! It was so nice and soft to wear, I’m sure she’ll want to cuddle right up with her date, and he’ll just love how it feels to touch too!

So everything’s great now, really… sometime I still feel those pangs of pain when she looks so beautiful and I’m so attracted to her, I almost wish I were more of a man, but mostly, I’m just so happy to be her special friend…

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😢

wifesharingconfessions

Haunting

Confess how much it turns you on to have lost her to him, how much you day dream about her with someone else. How much you would want her to message you about her and her new boyfriend. To know that they are hooking up all weekend and making love together. How much would you cum listening to all the details of what they did together and how good he fucks her now. Being friend zoned and told about how much she loves riding his cock.

jtlyd343

Every single day 😭😭😭 I love Goddess Kymberli so much it hurts so badly seeing the way she melts for him and realizing how little I actually matter to her

lifelong-beta-cuck

jtlyd343

Yeah right as if she would ever marry a loser like me. I'm just her beta male best friend who provides for her and does all the chores they don't want to do. That way they can spend more time fucking in the bed I bought us.

saragirlsissyconfessions

I was sitting in the shade, trying not to stare, finding it difficult not to.

"Are you staring at my ass, loser?" she asked me without even looking over at me.

"No," I said, looking away.

"My god, loser, how many times to I have to tell you, we're never sleeping together," she said.

"Why...why do you talk like that?" I asked her.

"Cause you're never sleeping with me," she said.

"No...why...why do you call me a loser."

She turned her head gracefully, her breasts came off the chair ever so slightly. "Cause you're a loser and you're simping over something you can never have," she said.

"I...I'm not simping over you," I said.

She laughed. "You spend your weekends fawning over a woman who made it clear she'll never sleep with you, that's like the literal definition of simping."

"I...I thought we were friends," I said.

"We are friends," she said, "in fact, you're my bestie, totally friendzoned. If you want to simp, that's up to you."

"I like to hang out with you," I said.

"To be honest, loser, as long as you're not hanging around cause you think you're going to get your shot, I like hanging out with you, too."

"You...you should move to the shade," I said.

"I like the sun," she said, "but I should put on sunscreen. There's a bottle there in my bag; grab it and do my back side."

"Do...do your backside?"

"Yea, loser, get the sunscreen and put it on my backside."

"W...where?"

"My god, loser. Everywhere. From my feet to my neck, if the sun's touching my skin, put sunscreen on it."

"But...but your..."

She looked at me, saw where my eyes went. "Yea, my ass, too," she said. And you'd better watch those hands; I swear if your fingers so much as brush against my pussy I'm going beat the shit out of you."

crochasteslave

An offer no beta loser can refuse. One can only thank Goddess for her generosity.

jtlyd343

I love you Goddess Kymberli 🥰

karlie-xoxo

😭 “You’re s-so welcome, bestie” 💞

🏳️‍🌈🥺🤭

✨ By @haute-bestie 🥰

jtlyd343

Literally how I spent my afternoon and now I'm listening to my goddess get her brain fucked out on her bed I bought for us before I realized how much of a pathetic beta I am. Obviously she knew from day one. The look on her face when I told her I loved her is something I'll never forget. I love her even more now than I did back then.

shamelesssaviour

You're being really selfish! Don't you want her to be happy?

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Have some great custom captions dropping tonight. If I haven't responded to your DMs please be patient. I'm not online all the time, these are auto uploaded on a schedule. I love making your fantasies come true and I do it for free. There's still time to put in a request before the year is out :)

jtlyd343

😢it hurts so badly loving someone so much and meaning so little to them

bellefair-institute

After a long absence, a magazine cover ...

sppuppie

jtlyd343

When she goes out of her way to tell people that we aren't together even though they didn't ask, or when I forget my place and sit too close to her and she has to make me stay caged for an extra week. One time I was so stupid I actually tried to hold her hand. Two extra months later and I'll never make that mistake again. Somehow it only makes me love my Goddess Kym even more.

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virginkeptchaste

jtlyd343

Basically my life. I love Goddess Kymberli so much it feels like dying sometimes

crochasteslave

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whiteboycomingtoterms

Yup! I am a loser!

snowbunnywatching

A Series of Fortunate Events

Two great things happened to Ashley that year.

The first great thing was that she got into college. The pretty, blonde girl had always wanted to study sociology, or “the science of making livable communities,” as she used to call it.

Due to the new “Racial Justice in Education” legislation, every college was required to admit an equal number of white and Black students. Competition was hard for white applicants, and Ashley was lucky to get into the local community college.

This was where she met her new roommate, Shanice. All dorm rooms were shared between a Black and a white student, as stipulated by the new legislation. The purpose was the ensure that white students got exposed to Black culture.

Shanice was a smart and forceful young woman, and she soon pressed Ashley for her opinion on the new law. Ashley admitted to having been opposed to the law, but Shanice quickly dealt with her mealy-mouthed criticisms and explained why affirmative action was required to ensure racial diversity in education.

She also assigned Ashley some extra-curricular reading, and the white co-ed’s nightstand was soon stacked with titles like White Fragility: Why It’s So Hard for White People to Talk About Racism, How to Be an Antiracist, and The Autobiography of Malcolm X.

The second great thing that happened was that she met Shanice’s older brother Darryl. With his broad shoulders and muscular body he was an imposing figure, but when he spoke, his voice was filled with a warmth that came from the heart.

Ashley loved it when Darryl came to visit. Especially when he wore his gray sweatpants that let her catch a glimpse of his generous anatomy.

The preppy blonde caught Darryl’s eye as well, and one day he asked her if she wanted to go to a rap battle at a local club.

Later that night they had sex for the first time. Darryl was on top of her, his muscular body pressed against her naked skin. She could feel his muscles working under his beautiful dark skin. He was filling her up, like no other man had before.

She held him tight, wanted to be close to him, to belong to him. She came uncontrollably, a wave crashing over her. All the tension she had felt gave way to a liberating feeling of pure, intense bliss.

She received some light teasing from Shanice about about Ashely dating her brother. When Darryl came over to see Ashley, Shanice would make up some errand to run, winking and saying something like “Just remember to open a window when you’re done.”

Ashley was happier than she had been for years. Being with Darryl was giving in so many ways, and she eagerly asked Shanice to tell her more about Black history and culture. She also decided to change track for her sociology studies, focusing on improving communities in a closer, more personal way as a social worker.

themaderoticist-deactivated2015

Shouldn’t every woman get herself a nice docile white boy?

interracialcaptions

Keep him locked if you want him to stay docile.

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