“Other than holding your wimp wife’s wobbly, fat, ass in place the best use for these gigantic granny panties is to cover up her ugly face. No wonder you’re fucking me every night stud. This bitch is just tragic!
I have now hidden in the closet twice while my husband fucked our newest cuckcake. I used my cell phone to record her amazing moans of pleasure as my husband relentlessly pounded her pussy.
However I cannot seem to figure out how to share it with you guys yet. There isn’t an upload recording/audio choice. Hmm. If anyone has any ideas please lemme know
I think you guys would enjoy it had much as I have :P
Cuckcake is on her way to out house right now. She’s a new one. Can’t wait to see my husband’s reaction to putting his cock inside her for the first time.
It varies a lot actually. We have found girls everywhere from a tech who worked in a hospital by husband was training at, to a girl who worked at a gas station by our home, to online. Our most successful means of finding someone has definitely been online though. My husband uses OKCupid and Plenty of Fish to talk to women about what we do. PoF has been the most successful. I have to advise against Craigslist if possible. The people on there creep me out for the most part and too many bad things come from people who meet off Craigslist.
Why is there no outstanding supply of real cuckquean porn? I find this disappointing. All the ones I can find are either just 3 somes or really fake. There are a very few good ones.
There needs to be a cuckquean porn website. Yes? Who agrees? Let’s make this happen people lol.
I take the jealousy like a turn on. There’s always a hint of jealousy every time he’s with someone but I use it as an excuse to “reclaim” him. Aka amazing sex lol. Also, if you’re thinking of trying Cuckqueaning make sure you and your partner have understood boundaries and unbreakable trust. Trusting that you know he won’t do anything without his cuckquean’s permission and won’t be going anywhere is what I like to call the foundation of this fantasy. Good luck!
It was your husband’s idea for you to go out to dinner with his secretary. He said he thought it would be nice for you to meet Her. What you didn’t expect was the horrible betrayal that was to come. Rachael was really open about the way She had seduced him and what your Husband’s expectations were of you towards Her. She was his secretary but you were to be Her personal assistant. Your husband insisted. And Rachael always had a way with words.
The new assistant principal had already humiliated me in front of my students. In front of my co-teachers. My friends. Mocking my hair style as being childish. My clothing as being less than professional. Even my choice of perfume as being cheap. If her goal was to belittle and to intimidate, she was succeeding. So yeah, I was extra nervous when I heard my name over the school intercom to come to her office. But now, as I walked through the door, I immediately had trouble keeping my eyes off her chest. I could feel her triumphant grin as I was frozen in place for a moment, before slowly turning toward the door needing to get away.
“That’s a pity you feel the need to leave, Julia, because I was going to suggest a compromise. A way for you to get on my good side. You see, I’ve had conversations with others about you. I think I know what you need.”
My stomach was instantly ready to revolt on me, and my worst thoughts were now more than realized, as she slowly wheeled her chair back around from her desk. She was completely naked from the waist down. The smile of hers never changing as I suddenly couldn’t move. “Mmhmmm, just as I thought.” And with that she slowly opened her legs.
I don’t remember crossing the room. At one moment I was standing, frozen in indecision with my hand on the doorknob. The next, I was on my knees between her legs. Nothing else mattered any longer, as I was engulfed in my role, hemmed in by her thighs, and centered only on her sex.
“Oh that’s it, you delicious little slut. Mmmm yes. You just might be on my good side now.”
It’s where women like you and l belong.
Pleasuring others.
It’s what we do.
It’s why we exist.
Why else makes us whole?
She spotted it right away.
Dominant women seem to feel our vibe. They hunt for us. They don’t need guns. They use their iron will to break us the way we need to be broken.
A broken heart and a contrite spirit. They feel it and beckon us to their layer…. a we always do.
Holly strikes a nerve here doesn’t she? A little submissive nerve. You might not even consider yourself a lesbian yet. But you can’t help escape this need to give in, give in to the the stronger Woman. Give in to your desires you fight so hard against. At least Holly knows her place. Give in to your rival at work, let Her dominate you, let Her take the accolades you should be getting. Give in to your husband’s lover. She’s better than you too isn’t she? Do anything you can to help encourage Her to do the things that your not as good at. Leave them alone to fuck in your bed and encourage the better Woman. Give in to your schoolgirl bully. Give in to any bully. They’re stronger than you, they’ll just take what they want anyway. That’s a girl, edge to all the better Women in your life until you know the easiest thing is to just give in to them. Pay a prostitute to lick Her Feet but show Her the proper respect, She is better than you too … If She wants you to pay for extra services like, you know, licking Her, then give in to that too. There’s a good girl.
This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this book are either the product of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
Happy Reading.
EggWhites
Chapter One
It has come to my attention, for some time now, that my bastard of a husband is cheating on me. I’d be lying if I said I was surprised, bu—fuck.
Judy winced then reluctantly stopped writing, and let her squinting eyes look through her window for a second. It was a sunny day, during which she’d usually be out with Mr. Jerk, taking a walk in the garden. Not today though. Not for a long time.
