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Be honest, you want to catch your wife bending for some other guy and see her face while she enjoying the bigger cock .

You’d been one of those insecure, paranoid, obnoxious fucks. You’d tell anyone who’d listen how afraid you were that your wife would cheat on you. You’d take any awkward interaction as a clue and mull it over aloud, to the annoyance of all your friends. You’d work yourself up to a frenzied certainty that she was cheating. If only you could catch her…

Finally your best friend got tired of this never-ending nonsense. Marinette would never cheat, she was far too old school and devoted. Unless, maybe, she thought you had cheated first? Triston was going to shut you the hell up by shoving your cheating wife in your face and finally ending this. It would be good for you, even. He almost convinced himself.

When you got the text from your wife’s phone you nearly died: “I’m fucking your wife. Come quick and watch me impregnate her.” You felt both triumphant and devastated. You’d been trying and failing to get pregnant for months, too… You snuck up on the back patio and watched as your best friend fucked your wife. “I’m going to knock you up like your pathetic hubby can’t, okay, Marinette?” “Yes, yes yes!” she cried as tears streamed down her cheeks. You just held up your phone, recording, while feeling incredibly horny but not quite able to get it up.

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Past is Prologue

It’s true your best friends all fucked your last girlfriend. You wouldn’t exactly say you “let them.” More like she got you drunk and then bet her body in a game of poker against them. You certainly didn’t stop them while passed out drunk. They claim you nodded when she asked if it was alright… After that, she said the barrier was already broken and so she might as well fuck them whenever. You couldn’t really argue. But you also couldn’t believe it was coming back to haunt you with your new girlfriend. Fuck!

When your sister had bet a ‘facial’ in the poker game you were pretty sure she meant giving someone a treatment at the spa where she worked. Maybe she had, but as soon as your friend joked that it would be pretty weird for her brother to have to nut on her face she just winked at you and said ‘on the contrary, I think he just got new motivation to win.’ 

But you’d lost. You tried to be chivalrous and challenged your friend to an arm wrestling contest to call it off. When you pathetically lost that immediately he’d charged you with filming the event and sending it to her and him. 

“We need some proof, after all. And I think I deserve some fap material for beating you two wonder-twins so thoroughly.”

“Okay, just a moment, bro. I need to take this top off. Don’t want to get it stained. Besides, if I’m going to be masturbation fodder, I want it to be good.”

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Your heart sinks. What an anniversary gift. One year since your first date at this very restaurant. She had angrily demanded monogamy when you had suggested an open relationship shortly after that date. You apologized profusely. It had been your best friend’s crazy idea. Former best friend. He said any girl would totally leave you if you tried to be monogamous. You’d never dated anyone; didn’t know any better. It must have been his prank but it was too far. You promised her you’d never to bring it up again and broke off contact with the friend.

Turns out she got this “friend’s” number from your phone and texted him a piece of her mind. 
She berated him fiercely.

He replied: “Lol, you’d be a saint to stay monogamous with that limp dicked fool. I love the cuck but you’ll see I wasn’t lying”. Soon after you two started having sex…she texted him again. “Fuck, I think you were right. He’s the sweetest guy I know but I need more… God, why are you my only confidante now? I’m still way too jealous for an open relationship, though…”  His reply was swift, “Duh, just cheat on him. And, yes, you can come to my place for a proper fuck any time. What are friends for?”

She tells you, “So I really think we owe your friend an apology. I mean, you do. You can see how I apologized. Multiple times. But I mean, he gave you solid advice. Any girl would leave you if she didn’t have someone else to satisfy her urges. And look at how ungratefully you have shunned him since then. I really think your apology should be to give him your ticket for our romantic weekend get-away. That seems fair, don’t you think?”

You climb onto her cock even though in your post-orgasmic state it doesn’t do anything but cause you pain. You wouldn’t want her to limit herself to just one orgasm after all. That would just be cruel. You ride her enthusiastically and beg her to destroy your orifices. You get excited again but she refuses to let you touch yourself. She knows how excited you are and doesn’t want it to end so soon again. Things go on for quite some time…

You might need that feeling, actually. After you get used to it. Maybe it will be the only thing you can get off to? Wouldn’t that just be pathetic? Needing to stick your dick in other guys’ cum? Maybe you’ll miss it when it’s not there?

Shhh, don’t cry. Just let me guide you in. There, there. Isn’t it all nice and warm squishy? Just focus on the sensation. This is your new normal. You’re a cuckold. This is what sex feels like now and forever. Shhh, shhh. This is good. You need this. You love the humiliating sensation.

Oh my god. You just came!? You really are pathetic. That’s so hot. I’m never letting you in me again unless I’ve just fucked someone else. But don’t worry, that will be pretty often. Now eat me out and taste the fruits of your labor. And your best man’s.

You had noticed your best friend’s lustful looks, undressing your wife with his eyes. You brought it up with her to see if she wanted you to make him stop. She was genuinely surprised, incredulous. She paid really close attention after that. You could tell she noticed, but she kept denying it. “You’re totally imagining things; jealousy has driven you to hallucinate.” Maybe you were? But then was she dressing and acting more sexy in front of him? She teased you relentlessly when you mentioned it now, so you stopped bringing it up. 

You had him over for Christmas Eve since none of you would be with family. Right before your friend knocked, your wife had shown you the crazy sexy lingerie she was wearing underneath a short Ms Claus dress. You couldn’t wait to get her alone. But soon you were getting so sleepy from the eggnog. “It’s barely alcoholic, honey. We’ve had even more than you and you don’t see us falling asleep.” You’d just close your eyes for a minute…