My Cuckquean Wife

My Cuckquean Wife – This year has seen a lot of crazy work travel. I spend too much time alone, thinking about you, and getting horny. Recently, I’ve become obsessed with the bedtime stories we tell each other. I keep swimming around in my head things that made you cry and images that made you instantly wet. particularly those about other women.

Do you know how irrational you get when we talk about me being with another person? It’s like you change into someone else. While I talk about fucking an imaginary girlfriend, you come violently. I explode right away when you lick my ear and tell me how much you wish I really had a slut on the side. All of this is known to be sexy talk that shouldn’t be taken seriously. However, as I recall these sessions, I wonder if you are certain of that.

I was having fun in the hotel bar during a few conferences when I saw a young blonde sitting at the table next to me. We had a pleasant conversation. It probably went without a hitch because I wasn’t even trying to pick her up. Betty (better than you my Cuckquean Wife) suggested dinner at a nearby restaurant after an hour of pleasant conversation. I agreed without considering the potential outcomes.

We laughed like old friends as we ate three delectable courses and shared two bottles of wine. I took her back to the hotel with me. It felt as natural as the sunset to wrap my arm around her. It was the first time I realized I might have crossed a small line, but I could justify it by saying that I was actually acting in a gentlemanly manner and protecting her. In fact, all I wanted was some physical contact with her.

Betty (better than you my Cuckquean Wife100 Poor Reasons I Cant Stop Masturbating) invited me to her room so we could drink some more wine together. I surprised myself by quickly agreeing. For a married man, this was becoming inappropriate. I had never strayed in any previous relationship, but everything sounded so much like the fantasies we share that I wanted it to continue.

As she gave me more wine, I sat next to her on the bed. I had the impression that I would remain there until she openly cheated on me, allowing me to continue flirting for a while longer. However, I found myself praising her beauty. Your voice in my ear telling me to touch her has taken the place of the little voice that used to tell me to be faithful. I gave her a big kiss as I pulled her closer to me.

The floodgates were then opened. Like adolescents, we slammed into one another. She opened buttons as quickly as she could as she sucked my neck and chest. I smashed her firm breasts and tore apart her tube top and bra. She quickly moved on to my pants, kissing and licking my face while fumbling with the button and zipper. I wrestled her around and tore off her pants once I was free.

Her gorgeous pussy was just inches from my face. The first pussy I’ve kissed other than yours since our wedding, I leaned in and tasted her. At the door, there was a sudden loud thud. After we scrambled to put our clothes back in order, we discovered that her boss required an urgently needed item. Despite her sincere apologies, Betty (better than you my Cuckquean Wife) escorted me out of the room. My crazy journey had come to an abrupt end.

I contemplated my actions throughout the flight home. That night, I crossed important boundaries in my relationships. Realizing that my greatest regret was not fucking Betty (better than you my Cuckquean Wife) in every possible way surprised me. I was concerned that you might become enraged, but I mostly thought that the story would make you so enraged that you would forgive me.

I realized after reflecting that I must have lost my mind. You didn’t really want me to eat another woman’s pussy just because you told me a few sexy stories. I was being affected by our regular fantasy games, which made it harder for me to understand our relationship.

Because it was clearly affecting me, I intended to end our shady conversation. However, as soon as I got home, you asked me while rubbing my cock if I had ever been with anyone else and clearly wanted a sexy story. I ended up telling Betty (better than you my Cuckquean Wife) exactly what I did to her while ripping off your clothes and slamming into you, only to come up with a better ending. You were even more amazing than usual—hot, wet, and amazing—and I couldn’t do anything about it.

I told you over the next few weeks that I thought the stories might make me more likely to actually be with someone else. I probably shouldn’t have told you this while we were having sex, but it always made you cum. Looking you in the eye, slowly rocking into you, and telling you that I was really going to be with someone else was my favorite moment. You came like Vesuvius and just groaned and nodded.

Orgasm ensued each time I tried to express my worries. I was no longer able to think clearly about it. The desire to be with another girl became obsessive. My defenses were rendered useless by each orgasm you had in your dreams with other women about me.

The first thing I did when I was invited to this most recent conference was look at the list of people who were there. The name Betty (better than you my Cuckquean Wife) came to mind.

I will have spent several days at the conference by the time you read this. Either nothing has transpired or I have fucked Betty (better than you my Cuckquean Wife)’s brains out for the entire time. I hope you won’t be mad at me too much, but I’m sure you won’t be able to live without hearing the specifics. I can’t wait to meet your child!

My Cuckquean Wife

Bobby saw me rubbing myself on the bed tonight as he came out of the shower. exactly how he left me when he entered.

He stated that he desired a well-prepared me for him. He told me to worship his cock as he laid on the bed. I laid on my stomach and climbed between his legs. I began by expressing my gratitude to him for allowing me to kiss his balls. Before taking him in, I kissed the underside from the tip to the balls. I said thanks to him once more.

I bobbed my head up and down, taking him deeper each time, and he groaned and said I was his good girl. I soon found myself swallowing him completely. He mentioned our plans for tomorrow night’s playdate with Jay and Kristen. He talked about how excited he is to have sex with Kristen as I sucked his hard cock.

He told me that because he likes her taste, he enjoys eating her sweet little pink pussy. He also likes how tightly her pussy wraps around him. He informed me that he intends to smother her with his sex.

He plans to put me on my back after they leave and make me beg him to push his filthy cock into my worn pussy. He claims that I beg so sweetly that it can be hard to resist me. He likes to be on top of me, pounding me hard and deeply with his and her cum.

I stated that just to feel him in my fuckhole, I would gladly beg for his filthy cock. I can’t get enough of his dick. I need him to feed me his dirty little fuck toy and fill me with his man meat. After that, I moved up his body and kissed his cock to get inside of him.

He said, “I am going to eat, kiss, and fuck another woman after I tell you to fuck another man and keep him busy,” as I pressed down on him. He has to be content to leave this place, and you have to make him work hard enough for him to want to come back and fuck you even more. I will have more opportunities to fuck her the more he wants to fuck you. Also, I really want to fuck her.”

I let my orgasm show him how much I wanted to please him as my body tightened. He said, “You are such a good fucking whore,” as I was slamming him. giving another man your pussy so I can fuck his wife. In your cunt, you want my filthy cock, don’t you? Don’t you absolutely need to be filthy? As waves of orgasmic pleasure ripped through me, I was yelling “yes” amid my moans.

I yelled, “Please, please fill my pussy with your cum,” as my orgasm reached its peak. Fill me with your presence.” Before he left, he pumped me harder. I felt empty immediately. “Please keep fucking your slut,” I yelled. He stated, This load will be saved for tomorrow so that I can provide Kristen with a huge creamy load. Tonight, you don’t need any cum.”

He ignored the protest as he rolled me over onto my stomach. As he encouraged me to be thankful for his orgasmic fling, he slapped me. As he lay front to back, he shoved my face into the pillow. “Maybe some anal will all that you get tomorrow night after I have had her pussy,” he said, placing his hard on at the entrance to my ass hole. Perhaps you do not merit the sensation of me in your pussy.”

He arched me back and pulled my head back toward him as he placed his hand on my throat. “My submissive wife will get me in her ass right fucking now,” he proclaimed. He stuffed his dick into the hole in my a**. Without lubricant, it burned. He responded, “Aww, my little bitch is complaining that it hurts,” when I screamed that he was hurting me. Good! I want to feel pain. I want you to keep in mind who is in charge here.

You are mine. You are my very own naughty toy. My toy, which I can abuse. I also intend to abuse you right now. harmed you. Make you beg for my approval. Request that I take your sex. I beg you to hurt me!”

I screamed out in real pain as he rammed into my entire body. He gave my body time to adjust before giving me a powerful pounding on the back of the head. I pleaded with him to take my sex. He begged me to be used. Because I am a fuck toy and fuck toys are abused, I begged him to hurt me by abusing my dry arse.

I pleaded more for his cum because I knew he was getting close to cumming. Kindly hand me your cum. I require your sex in my arse. I require you to utilize me in the manner in which I was designed.” Because he wasn’t finished with my two other holes yet, he pulled out and instructed me to get a warm washcloth to clean his cock. I thoroughly cleaned and rinsed his dick.

“Did you wash my dick good, because it’s going right into your mouth,” he said. Suck the cock that just fucked you, yay! You are so filthy and filthy that it hurts! I adore the fact that I will fuck another pussy tomorrow night and that you will beg me to taste my cock and put it in your used pussy. I’ll beg you to tell you how comfortable and snug she makes my dick feel. You will tell me how much you want me to make you dirty and beg me to keep fucking you. How dirty a cockroach-hungry whore are you?

“I want to be your favorite pussy to fuck,” I said as I removed my mouth from his cock. “Shut the fuck up and suck my dick,” he said. I own your pussy, so it’s just convenient. I like to put you in your place and fuck other girls. Trixie, where are you located? Where the hell do you belong?” As he slid into my throat and held my head down, he pushed my head down. He let me take off his dick as I started to gasp for air and then asked, “Where do you fucking belong cunt?”

I exclaimed, “I belong beneath you,” as I gasped for air. Handing you your cock. pampered your cock.” “That’s right, Bobby,” You are inferior to me. I let you do something, don’t I? I, don’t I, ALLOW you to be used as the filthy, cum-hungry, cock-pleaser that you are. Spread your legs out on your back in front of your Master. I will serve your purpose.”

He laid on top of me after I flipped over onto my back and spread my legs. Your thighs and legs are so smooth and beautiful. Your pussy is so silky smooth. I’ll split you up with another man. As he sank his hard on into my hot pussy, Bobby said. He pumped my pussy for a few minutes as he lay flat on top of me. I groaned like he did. That is my lovely lady. Enter your little fuckhole with your husband. When I put my dick in your pussy the next time, it will be covered in slobber from another very sexy woman Cuckquean Wife.”

My spine was shattered by yet another potent My Cuckquean Wife orgasm. “I’m a filthy fucking cunt,” I yelled. Please cum in me tonight, please. Please put your cum inside your fuck toy and give it to me as a gift.” As he exploded on my clit and pussy lips, he pulled out and jerked his dick. Your pussy does not merit my attention. Still not. You will get my second load tomorrow night if you fuck Jay and make him happy. It comes from a smaller, filthy cock. You are entitled to that, and you will receive it.” As his cum covered my genitals, he said.

“Suck my dick clean as you rub my cum into your pussy.” That is correct. I need proof that you are pathetic. Cleanse my dick. Get the cock that won’t cum in you tonight by sucking it. Suck the cock that will make you soiled the next day. Kiss my balls and worship my cock My Cuckquean Wife. Show it that you are thankful to be fucked at all.” As I worked my mouth to clean him, he said.

“Have at it.” Rib ordered. He guided my lips to his nipple as I climbed up to him. That girl is exemplary. Let me hold you until I fall asleep as you suck my nipple. After that, you can tidy up and go to bed.

He wrapped his strong arms around me his Cuckquean Wife as I crept into bed. directing me to place my head on his chest. He said, “Trix Cuckquean Wife, you know how to make a man feel powerful,” as he squeezed me up to him. granting my wishes and letting me have my way. That is a good strategy for keeping a man content in life. I adore you, brat. Good evening. My Cuckquean Wife”

He started snoring right away, and I smiled. I can’t wait for tomorrow’s date night! I am such a filthy person my Cuckquean Wife.

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