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ifuck-your-wife:

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.

flatgurls:

visionchaos-blog:

(via Chris Searl – Sophie Strobele)

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You were annoyed your neighbor wouldn’t stop badgering your girlfriend to get into the pool with him. You didn’t know how to swim and Jules had sweetly promised she’d stay on the sidelines with you in solidarity. But Alex had been relentless, begging and teasing. “Don’t let your your your little scaredy cat boy keep you from a good time.” Ugh. 

“Just go in for a bit and he’ll let it go,” you whispered.

“Tell Alex to fuck off and he’ll let it go,” she retorted.

“Heh, come on, it’s just Alex. He’s always like this.”

“Yeah and someone needs to stand up to him!” she breathed, irritated.

“Yeah…it just he’s, kinda scary, you know? Plus, I’m new in town and I think he can help me make friends…” you trailed off, awkwardly.

“Your hot girlfriend isn’t good enough for that?!” she spat, getting up off your lap. “Alright, Alex baby! I am growing tired of this scaredy cat. Show me a good time!” She dove into the pool, still wearing her shorts and tshirt. Oh gosh, she really seemed mad. 

Alex didn’t need to be told twice; he cannon-balled in right beside her as she surfaced. She shrieked and laughed, splashing water into his face. They fooled around, shouting and splashing like kids for a few minutes. At one point Alex just grabbed her waist and  hurled her fully into the air. The eruption from her landing even hit you. 

As she wiped her face and spit out water, you could tell her shirt had floated up a bit, seemingly showing off her belly. She made no attempt to adjust it. At least she hadn’t brought a swimsuit she could show off! Alex had floated away and now made a long lap back underwater to Jules. Was he…checking her out? 

“Nice form you’ve got down there,” he said smugly. Jules blushed. “She looks real good, bud!” Alex called to you. Thanks? Then Alex asked your girlfriend, “You want me to show you what a real man can do?” 

“Yeah sure, someone has to” she replied, glaring over at you. Fuck, what the hell was going on? He dove under the surface..and didn’t come up. Jules looked nervous. Where was he? He’d been down too long. They were too close to the edge to see where he’d gone. Then Jules gasped. But he didn’t appear? Instead her contorted face stayed that way for moments, as she reached out a hand to the pool’s lip, gripping tight and closing her eyes. She let out another tiny strangled sound and bit her lip hard.

Then Alex surfaced. “Ta-da! I can hold my breath for three minutes!” Jules just stared at him in shock, breathing heavily. She raised her hand up as if to slap him. Then a look passed over her face and she lowered it.

“Show me again.”

ruthless-lust:

Testify!

“I can’t!” you whisper frantically.

“Do it!” she hisses. “Or else I’ll send your brother an invitation to the next little party. You know how he always flirts with me. I’m sure he’d fuck me whether or not you begged.”

Feeling ashamed and defeated, you just nod and take her offered hand. You lead her into the living room, among all your guests, friends and coworkers and a few of her exes. There are gasps and hushed murmurs as they see what she’s wearing…or isn’t. One or two actually wolf whistle. “Looking hot, Lily! Pants are a tool of the patriarchy. Don’t ever let anyone tell you otherwise,” jokes your stupid supervisor Tim.

You get down on one knee and begin reciting the lines she gave you. Lots of folks “awww” prematurely. It’s not quite what they expect. “My dearest Lily, you have been my faithful wife and companion for two years now. You have been by my side in sickness and health. We have gathered everyone here on our two year anniversary to witness our love and devotion. So I have only one question.” Many more people gasp and emit “awww”s. “Lily, will you do me the grave dishonor of…” you choke back some tears “of, b-breaking your vows of fidelity. Of defiling our marriage and our marital bed. Of giving over your special love to whoever should ask it of you? T-t…take this wedding band from my finger,” you hold up your hand, “and place it on whomsoever should desire you. Promise to faithfully honor and obey them, so long as they wear this sign of my love. So long as they choose to defile our love with base desire.” You’re crying freely now. The crowd is hushed and confused.

Lily takes your hand and leans down to kiss your forehead sweetly. “Shh, baby, you did so well. You’re a good cuck,” she whispers to you. Then she slides off your wedding band and holds it up gleefully to the room. “I accept!”

No one knows what to do. But slowly a few of the men start to applaud and then whistle. Eventually everyone else joins in, though many don’t seem to be sure why. 

“Our dear friends, colleagues, former lovers” she winks at her ex, “you have witnessed the defiling of a marriage today but not its dissolution. I will heap every shame upon my dear husband by offering my obedience to any who chooses me. To those of you who disapprove and are disgusted, feel free to leave and tell everyone of the outrage you have seen here. I only ask that you remember it was my husband who begged for this. Please treat him with the contempt and ridicule he deserves. To those others of you…please step forward and claim this ring.”

ruthless-lust:

Who Done it?

The paranoia ate at you for weeks. You couldn’t relax around any of them. Was Brent mocking you? Was Alex smiling too much? Was your wife Lily flirting with Dominic? 

Late one sleepless night you broke down and sent an email to all of them: “Which one of you assholes fucked my wife?! She said it was one of you, so don’t try to deny it!”

…turns out none of them had. She’d just been teasing you with a hot fantasy. You were so ashamed. And they wouldn’t let you live it down. 

“Hey Lily, do you want to fuck again?” Dominic would joke. 

“Oh, yes, baby! I can’t wait, though. Fuck me in his bed while he’s out here playing Dominion with his friends.” Then she’d pull him away to your bedroom and make loud, fake sex sounds. “Yes, yes! I love your gigantic cock, Dom! It’s so much bigger and better than my husband’s! Fill me with your potent seed!” Then they’d stumble out, laughing uproariously.

This went on a for a long time. The joke never got old to them. Each of your friends took turns, sometimes leaving en masse to stage an audio orgy for your benefit. 

You were so humiliated. They mocked your touchy, jealous nature. They loved how red-faced and upset you’d get. When you demanded they stop, they’d just laugh and tell you to learn to take a joke. Or tell tell you if you stopped being so irrationally jealous, the game wouldn’t be fun anymore and they’d quit. Sometimes they’d just tease you with a line like, “I’m sorry friendo, but now that Lily’s had my big strap-on cock in her, she just can’t live without weekly poundings.” Lily nodded solemnly. “Alex is right. They’ve ruined me for other men and nonbinary folk, baby.”

Eventually you did grow used to their provocations and stopped getting so jealous and riled up…So they upped the ante. Lily would wear sexier outfits on game nights and ask your friends how she looked. “Is this enough cleavage to entice you to betray your best friend and fuck his wife in his own house, Brent?” Brent smiled deviously, “To betray that loser? I’d fuck you in a burlap sack on his mother’s casket.” Jesus! 

But it was the subtle things that really made you mad, though you were now determined not to let them win by showing it. She’d hug each of them for just a little longer than usual and wink at you over their shoulder. She’d put her arm around one of their waists and lean into them companionably, looking comfortable and daring you with her eyes to say something. Sometimes she’d even hold hands with one or two while you were out in public.”I’m so happy my husband’s jealously has brought us all closer,” Lily noted serenely. You seethed but you wouldn’t give in. When Lily started kissing your friends right on the lips, little pecks to say hello or goodbye, you broke and stormed out of the room. They all cheered and laughed. “I kiss my Dad harder than that!” Lily yelled after you, giggling.

One night Lily plopped down into Dominic’s lap while you all watched a film, wrapping her arms around his neck. This was new. She began loudly declaiming his beauty and heroic fucking feats. “My most handsome lover, remember when you smashed this puss so hard it dislocated my hip?” Oh very funny. He took the ball and ran with it. “Remember when you sucked my massive cock so deep into your throat that you passed out from lack of oxygen?” Lily giggled, “actually my head’s a little foggy about that memory, babe. Lack of oxygen will do that.” Dom continued, “but I didn’t want to waste my erection so I pulled down your waistband and jizzed into your panties.” Gross. Surely she was offput by that one? Nope. If anything she seemed more into it. “Fuck! Umm, wow, that’s one way to get a girl wet, you naughty boy. I must have…yes, I remember! I woke up and felt so used and degraded that I fucked you immediately. I came three times, crying out that I was your whore.” 

You were getting red-faced and antsy. You really didn’t like how she’d begun grinding her ass into Dominic’s lap while performing this little scene. They were definitely taking the joke too far. “Mmm, I can feel you remembering it, too, Dom. You really are, uhhhh, big…bigger than my husband. Wow. Um, hey, I really need, ummm…Please! Take me on my desecrated marital bed again!” Then they scampered off to the bedroom. Sheesh! Their acting was getting too good…More time than usual passed, in quiet. When you did hear them eventually their cries didn’t sound quite as comical, either…

Everyone looked around awkwardly, not quite making eye contact. Brent tried to hide his erection with a pillow. Alex fidgeted, adjusting themselves too much. After a while Dom strode back in. He laughed but it sounded forced and unnatural. “Haha, sure showed that slut. Ummm, ha, yeah. Lily said to tag in Alex and Brent next. She wants you to double-team her, heh.” They got up slowly, looked at each other sheepishly, then rushed out. You had the largest pit in your stomach you’d ever felt. Was this…real? “Heh heh, umm, relax man! It’s just a joke…” Then Dom lapsed into silence for minutes, “I can’t believe you don’t have condoms, man. Shit! I mean-”

ruthless-lust:

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!