Tag: alpha

i-own-you-and-your-girl:

You felt angry and jealous.. But at the same time you’ve never felt more turned on in your life..

You took out ur small dick and started to beat it furiously.. you came on the computer screen after a few seconds, covering the video with ur pathetic cum..

You put ur head down at the realisation that you are now your rival’s loser cuckold.. And you’ve accepted ur new place in life..

You can’t seem to help yourself as you hit reply:

“You win.”

The reply was quick: “You’re so pathetic. I was going to lay off, but now I’m going to keep fucking her and make sure that everyone knows.”

Oh god, he’s defiling me, I thought.

I felt so turned on and so wrong. I tried to close my mouth, to spit it out. I never considered moving out of range. Then I gasped and more came flooding in. Yes! I opened my mouth wider. I needed him to desecrate me. 

Piss all over me! Mark me! my mind shouted. I was his. Here, on my knees, naked, in my boyfriend’s apartment, while he was away. 

i-own-you-and-your-girl:

Your wife was disgusted at your inability to protect her.. So she told your bully, “why don’t you fuck me and find out?” to see if you would do anything..

You didn’t react.. And so that night, your bully used your wife like a whore..

Not that he paid her. Far from it. A month later she still looked at you with disgust. She wouldn’t let you near her. That’s when she told you that she was horny and ordered you to text him and ask him to fuck her again. You didn’t know why you did it. You couldn’t seem to stop yourself. He said he’d do it… for a price. 

“Do it,” your wife said, “pay the man to fuck me.”

So you did.  

“I need to meet my boyfriend for a special date at 8. We’re revisiting all the places we went when we first met. It’s incredibly romantic. So you’ll have to be a bit more quick about ravaging me than usual. I’m sure you can make up for it in vigor…” your girlfriend had said, grasping the already hardening bulge in my pants. “Just don’t leave me so sore that I can’t sit down at the restaurant, or fuck him afterwards.”

The way she said it, it sounded like a challenge. How could I resist? I would ruin your night. Not out of jealousy, but just because I thought it was funny to hurt you, my old rival. I was already fucking your girlfriend and now I would take your special night. And tomorrow I would buddy up to you sympathetically. Let down my competitive, aggressive stance for a moment to console an old friend who seemed down.  Then plant the seeds of doubt. “Do you think she might be cheating?” I’d ask innocently.

I flogged her with a paddle, fucked her ass, and then spanked her sore cheeks. She wouldn’t sit for a week without recalling it. Then I teased her for an hour, bringing her to the edge and pulling back when she got too close. Finally she begged me to fuck her pussy. I told her it was 7:40 and she had better get going.

“No no, no. I need you to fuck me. I know you won’t let me come until you do.”

“True,” I confessed,”but it’s late. You can get your boyfriend to make you come.”

“No…”

she looked down, sheepishly, “I can’t. Not since you…not since you ruined me,” she mumbled, almost inaudibly.

“What was that?”

“I said you ruined me! He can’t make me cum anymore. Not unless I think of you. Your confidence. Your uncaring roughness. Your cruel teasing. And even then, I can tell the difference between fantasy and reality and it’s barely worth it. You ruined me, okay? Ruined me on normal, nice sex.”

I almost came then. It was better than I had planned. Tomorrow I’d ask you, “Has she acted differently in bed? Distracted? That’s a sure sign, I’m afraid.”

“I’ll make you late.”

“Just fuck me. I’ll text him an excuse to be late while you do. You like that.”

“Like you don’t.” 

She just smirked.

“Deal. But you have to text him every fifteen minutes.”

“You’re not that good.”

I just shrugged. “You can leave whenever you want. But if you stay, you have to text him. And if he calls, you have to answer it while I pound you.”

“God damn, you bastard! You know just which buttons to push. Take me, already.”

sfalphabull:

I take it as a sign of deference and respect when a cuckold is unable to get an erection in my presence.

I recently led a hotwife scene with a married couple, that is, a MFM threesome without hierarchy or humiliation of the husband. In the pre-flight meeting, I knew instantly what the husband was, even before he did. He desperately wanted to be a cuckold, but was struggling with it internally.

Now, neither the husband of the wife knew the size of my cock going into the scene, and I became hard instantly as soon as we got to the bedroom. The husband, feeling intimidated by my size, was unable to get an erection. For four hours, I fucked his wife, and he was flaccid the entire time.

Not wanting to push him too hard, and to make it a good experience for his wife, I put him to work eating pussy. After blowing my second load, I was fucking the wife like you see in the picture. Instinctively, the husband came over to rub her clit, and sheepishly moved his hand toward my balls. I nodded in approval, and he rubbed my balls for me as I fucked his wife.

This story, of course, is shared with the consent of the couple in question. I enjoy “turning out” closeted cuckolds. He had a better time than he thought he would, but for different reasons. The couple has contact me again, and we will be pursuing a casual cuckold relationship.

Cuckold creed: To serve and be humiliated.