Tag: gullible

She’d dropped her pajama pants and tossed them behind the couch without your buddy seeing, so engrossed was he in the game. Your wife, Aphy, snatched the controller from his hands, causing an eruption of surprised anger that died when he saw her bared legs and ass. She was already walking away, “Come play a better game called fuck me without my husband finding out.”

Your friend considered himself a pretty loyal dude, but he never could resist a challenge. You’d only just gone to the bathroom and could be back any minute! He followed her. She walked into the basement and locked the door behind the two of them.

“Make me cum before my husband finds us out? If you can.” Now your best friend was determined to rise to the challenge. In a flash, he unbuckled and let his loose jeans fall onto the stairs as he pulled down his boxers and revealed his impressive, hard cock. If you could have seen them then you would have cursed yourself for telling your wife how Jaime complained that girls couldn’t hand his oversized cock. But you couldn’t see them and your size-queen wife was alone with your buddy, finally experiencing the kind of penis she’d always dreamed about. She’d been wet all evening as she planned this and when she spread her labia for Jaime he easily slipped inside.

Bam! Rattle. BAM! Rattle. Thud, thud, thus. Rattle. Went the door as Jaime fucked your wife into it. Aphy fought hard to not cum immediately, focusing instead on the pain as her vagina was mercilessly expanded. “Fuck that’s impressive!” she cried out.

“What is, honey?” you called back. Shit! “Are you into the good wine? I thought you said we were saving that?”

Your wife whispered urgently to he new favorite lover, “Don’t you dare stop now!” Then louder, “No, honey! But Jaime picked a good one. Really, really good! Fuck! Yes, that’s good! Just like that!” Thud, thud! Rattle.

“Are you okay?”

“Yes! Yes, yes, yes! Nnngh. Jaime’s just teasing me. Not letting me get my fill of this sweet ambrosia. You know how, mmm, petulent I get when denied.” Thud thud thud thud thud thud thud thud!

“Jaime, just give her what she wants or she’ll throw a real tantrum. I’ve seen it.”

“Yes, nnnnngh, Jaime. Give. It. To Me.” Wham! Thud! Thud! Thud!

“Why don’t you come out here and share just a little?”

“The, mmmmm, door’s locked on us, you dickless wonder! Thus, ahhhh, all the pounding.”

Bam! Rattle. BAM! Rattle.

“Ha! And here I thought Aphrodite was just throwing one of her patented fits. Now I feel foolish. We really need to get that door fixed. Here let me try from this end.”

Just as you started to turn the unlocked door knob, Jaime grabbed it from the other side and held it fast. Aphy whispered, “Just. A Little. More!”

“More, you say?! It’s really not giving at all, I’m afraid.” Bam! Thud, thus, thud! Rattle.

“I think….ahhhhh…just like that! Yesssssss, fuck!” Jaime pulled out of your wife. He had come moments before but kept pounding her until she did. He urgently pulled up her panties. They flooded with leaking semen. Fuck! He pulled off his boxers and put them on Aphy before pulling up his pants and releasing the doorknob. They both fell over at your feet, panting.

“Thank god!” you cried. “Hey, where’s the wine? And…weren’t you wearing pants earlier?”

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FOMO

“No no, you can’t back out. Your wife said you’d try that just out of guilt. But no worries, I don’t feel at all like you’re treating me as a unicorn. I like fucking guys in the ass, actually. It’s the only time men really moan like bitches. So don’t worry about me… …I can see you’re still hesitant. Don’t run away! Yes, I locked the door. I want you to get to enjoy this. 

And you feel more relaxed already, right? Woozy? Yes, well I did drug your drink just a little. Shh, shh, don’t worry it won’t numb the sensation at all. Just makes it harder for you to get away. Yes, it’s hot in here. Let me take your pants off. And your shirt. Now I’m putting this bra on you. Okay, so your name is Bitch now, okay? Say, ‘my name is Bitch.’ Good, yes! Just like that. Now I’m going to fuck you like a bitch. That seems right, doesn’t it? Good, good.”

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Your best friend is training your girlfriend to be his perfect slut

You’d told your best friend in confidence that your gf, the girl of your dreams, had turned out to be really hesitant and inexperienced in bed. At first the fact that she turned so many guys down made her irresistible. But after months of wooing, and being elated to finally get her, you were kinda let down. She was so hot and you loved her, but what could you do?

Your best friend decided to “help.” He sent screenshots of the convo to your girlfriend. At first she didn’t believe him. So they met up and she looked through his phone to prove it wasn’t just photoshopped. She cried a lot but your friend held her and reassured her. She could learn to be better at sex; that’s what everyone did. But she said she was too mortified, too embarrassed to ask you for tips now. She didn’t even think she could bear to have sex with you at all now, knowing how you felt. 

Your “friend” told her that he would help her gain the confidence and skills she lacked. He was good at it; he had had practice. She’d heard of his reputation, right? “Yes, they call you the ‘virgin slayer.’ I always thought it was disgusting, but now I just feel…like a silly, inadequate prude.” No worries, he told her, he’d make her far more than adequate. By the time he was done with her, she’d be the best lay her boyfriend had ever had.

—–

Months later, your girlfriend told you she was ready to have sex again after she’d taken some time off. But again it was disappointing…for her. Now you were the one who was too hesitant and inexperienced. She’d been fucking your best friend nonstop this whole time and she craved a man who knew what he wanted and took it. 

That night she cried in his arms and begged him to help her again. She loved you. “Please, teach him to fuck, too?”

And that’s how you ended up handcuffed to your bed, being fucked in the ass  by your best friend while your girlfriend gave you tips. “That’s it, legs apart. Get in a rhythm with him. Notice how he holds and guides your hips to help match his thrusts? Follow his lead. Good girl. Now feel how he reaches between your legs to give your boy-clitty some stimulation? Sometimes a girl needs the help, okay? Mmm, I can see you are feeling how nice it is. Remember that. Okay, so we’re going to keep you from cumming but I’ll remove your blindfold so you can watch him fuck me and see how a real man does it. If you’re good, I’ll remove the gag so you can learn to eat me out after he cums. Awww, are those tears of gratitude? You’re so welcome, baby, I love you too.”

ruthless-lust:

Salt Lick

He’d been so angry about your bold declaration that he’d gone off and told her about it. That had been a huge mistake. She seemed more intrigued than offended. 

You really just said it aloud like that, in front of all your coworkers and his? 

“Yes, can you believe the nerve?” 

Barely, but she was warming up to the idea. And what did her husband say? 

“Well what could one say to such an inappropriate comment in public? I wandered off while my coworkers laughed. It was humiliating” 

Her husband just ran away?! And had you said anything else, she asked, flushing. 

“Yeah, he said to run off and tell my wife she’d be sucking his cock within the week and she might want to practice deep throating on something decent sized. Like a big cucumber. What a dick.”

Yes, what a dick…she mumbled. So…um, her husband had done as asked then? And not challenged the coworker declaring dominance?

“Exactly, you get it. It’s not worth rising to the challenge of these stupid alpha males. Just don’t engage. I’m glad I can tell you about it.”

Yes, good job. Her husband was a good boy, she assured him. Later that night she unlocked his phone and retrieved your number. My husband told me what you said, just like a good boy, she texted.

Your little brother always seemed like such a kid. Even when you all were kids. Four years was forever back then. So even before you started dating her, Silvie and her little sis (by just a year) would fawn over your cute brother whenever he was around. They’d play silly kids games, dress him up in girls clothes and coo, and let him snuggle into their laps and nap. 

He never seemed to outgrow that, in his eyes or theirs. At an age when you’d already been trying to date, Iggie was content to let Silvie and her sis put makeup on him and have cutesy girl sleepovers. Not to mention crawl over them in a way you didn’t think was proper anymore. By then you were dating Silvie and told her not to treat him too much like a baby. He needed to mature, and frankly you wanted Silvie to spend time with you doing more adult sleepover things. It was perfect cover, but you could never convince her to slip away and be naughty.

“Oh I think he’s plenty mature,” Silvie said, giggling. “Don’t you, Cammy?”

“Gosh, I’d say he grows UP, fast enough alright, sis.”

You didn’t understand them at all. Why would they spend so much time being so childish? They just stayed up late telling dramatic bedtime stories, apparently, laughing and crying out. It almost sounded painful. You wanted to barge in at times, but Silvie locked the door. When you rattled the handle, she’d teased you that “no little boys” were allowed while laughing and sounding breathless. 

Years later, Cam and Sil are still very close with Iggie and treat him like one of the girls. They embrace and kiss and are generally touchy feely. They don’t get to see each other as often, but when they do they all hole up in Igg’s old bedroom and cause a commotion for old-times’ sake.  You still don’t understand but by now you just think it’s cute.

Winter googled around and decided to start with Chaturbate and MyFreeCams. She had no idea what she was doing but she just had to get their attention. Ever since your girlfriend had gone out drinking with you and your coworkers that one time it had been her holy mission. Winter had watched as Chuck and Ozzy strode over, called you a sissy for drinking a margarita, and commented on your girlfriend’s ‘hot tits’ without you doing anything. She’d been so humiliated and angry. Then Ozzy picked up the margarita and poured it directly into your lap. You yelped and ran for the bathroom. They laughed and mocked your bravery and manliness. Winter’s face burned, beet red, she was sure. “If you need a real man, I have an 8 inch friend I’d like to introduce you to, hot tits,” growled Ozzy, leaning down close to Winter. She suddenly realized her panties were soaked. She tried to speak but only a strangled sound came out and she glared into her lap in humiliation. The bullies guffawed harder, walking back to their table in triumph. She was just a joke to them, Winter realized in disappointment (and then shame at her disappointment). 

You returned to the table with a big, slightly reddish, spot on your pants. “Sorry about those assholes. They’re the ones who have nothing better to do at work than pick on me. So immature.”

“You…you didn’t even try to stop them,” she blurted out with meek fury.

“Ah, well, there’s no point, really,” you replied sheepishly, scratching the back of your head. “Besides, you saw them, they’d totally kick my ass if I tried to fight them.”

“They…they called me ‘hot tits.’ Right in front of you.”

“Heh, well they’re not wrong…I’m sorry. That’s just what they’re like. They’re gross dudes. Nothing I say will change them now.”

“Well someone has to try,” Winter said, standing up and walking over to their side of the bar.

“Stop, you’ll just make it worse if you chastise them,” you called after her.

Was that what she was doing? Going to yell at them? That’s probably what she would have said but Winter knew on some level she just wanted their attention again. 

She found them in a group of male work buddies, telling jokes and carrying on. They were playing pool, making silly bets. Ozzy and Chuck were clearly the center of the social group. Winter tried to break into the conversation, to get their attention. But she was shy, unsure what to do, and was totally ignored. It was like, to them, she wasn’t even there. This only stoked the flames of Winter’s shame and desire. 

She went to the bar to get a new drink and walked back over. As she stood on the edges awkwardly sipping her martini, Winter caught that they were now talking about a ‘cam girl’ website. She barely knew what that was. Like group Skype with stripping? Chuck was goading Ozzie for being too into it, saying that the girls were hot, but it was pointless. Oz doubled down, boasting that he was halfway to getting his dream cam girl to visit him and cheat on her boyfriend. Winter bit her lip at that thought. Chuck called bullshit. After some banter, Chuck had bet that he could bang a cam girl in real life before Ozzie ever could. They shook on it.

So now Winter was setting up two cam accounts. She’d spent a few hours reading up and watching some streams. She’d even made friends with a gothic lolita cam girl and gotten some tips. She needed a better webcam, but her mission was only to get Ozzie and Chuck’s attention, not to become a professional. To feed into the bet, she publicly listed where she lived and even signed up as the username ‘Detroit Cheater Slut’.

While you worked 12 hour shifts at the factory, your girlfriend put in long hours perfecting her new craft. She ran an Etsy store and was used to making YouTube craft tutorials, but this was still terrifying. She didn’t show her face. She didn’t even speak at first. Her username attracted cuckold fetishists. They role-played with her in chat, either as cucks or bulls. This made Winter so fucking wet. After the first few times she had orgasms on camera, involuntarily screaming about betraying you, Winter loosened up about not speaking. Soon she had a loyal little following. Alphas and betas alike bought her equipment off her Amazon wish list and some even sent her paypal tips to buy faster internet access.  

You asked Winter what she was doing with all the gear. She said she had a Twitch stream. You had to badger her a few days, but eventually she let you see the channel (it took her that long to scramble to set up ‘Summer Gamegrrl’ and tell her fans to stop by to make it look real). You were surprised at how rude and obscene her viewers were. She was just a girl playing Stardew Valley, but they were were really into sexually harassing her, asking ‘Summer’ to flash her boobs. And begging her to cheat on her in game boyfriend. If you wandered into the room while she was streaming, chat would fill with ‘CUCK BOY ALERT!’ and “Cage that Sissy’.

“Why are they like that? How can you stand it?” you asked her one night.

“Oh that’s just what boys on the internet are like.  Don’t take it to heart, my darling cuck boy, haha!”

“But…you don’t even try to defend yourself…or me.”

“They’re gross boys, honey. Nothing I can say will change them now. You showed me that with Chuck and Oz.”

“It’s just…do you have to show your tits off like that? I mean you have a webcam view but you don’t show your face, just your chest, and you wear such low cut tops…”

“Honey, it’s called click bait. Are you saying you’d prefer I show my pretty face to all those nasty boys?”

“No, but this seems worse. I mean…it might be better if you did.”

Later you’d tell her you meant she should show only her face and not put on a cleavage show. Instead she’d done both. Winter just shrugged and said there was no going back now, after they’d ‘already signed up for the girls’.

A couple months later Winter was on LiveJasmine too and she had a paid SnapChat feed. She even started a Tumblr. She was a very busy girl, especially after she’d done a big event to finally reveal her face to the world. She’d hoped if Chuck and Ozzie were out there the’d recognize her and reach out. No such luck. In an act of desperation, she signed up for MyFetishLIVE and added gags and piss play to her repertoire. Maybe they were real dirty boys? Still no luck. 

She was scared of being found out, but getting eager. Winter started telling a few of her supposedly local devotees on private chat about her mission. The cucks found it hot and vowed to help. The bulls were impressed that she was the real deal but wanted to know what they’d get out of it. She promised to fuck the one who found Ozzie or Chuck for her. After she’d fucked them and fulfilled her dream. Winter had realized a few weeks ago that she wouldn’t be able to stop with just those two bullies anyway. This was all way too hot. But she wanted to have them first. She owed that to herself, and to them.

In the end, one bull found Ozzie and one cuck found Chuck. Each was directed to Winter’s cam show on a different network. Oz was especially into her schtick and started trying to get her to meet IRL. He totally didn’t recognize her. Chuck totally did recognize her. Winter imagined he felt like he’d won the lottery. He began negging her and her boyfriend. He wanted to show her what a ‘real man’ was soon.

Winter determined the bet was ongoing. She wanted her wet dream duo together, so she arranged to meet up with them both in the same place at the same time. They were confused to see each other and were having a heated discussion as Winter walked up. “Oh don’t fight over me, boys. I can’t bear to think of my two biggest fans at each other’s throats. You see, I need you both to cuckold my sweet sissy boyfriend, together. Can you do that, for me?”

They weren’t excited about an MMF threesome, but Winter explained how she knew Chuck desperately wanted to deep-throat her and Ozzie was obsessed with taking her virgin ass. They could spit-roast her without even touching.

Back home, your girlfriend turned on her stream and announced the start of her real-life hotwife odyssey. Her viewers went wild. They’d never seen anyone else with their precious Detroit Cheater Slut. Chuck was a little awkward about it at first, but he grew excited when Winter took her top off and sank to her knees. Ozzie was a natural and began talking up how he would ravage her unsullied sphincter. Winter wiggled in anticipation, leaning over to present her ass. Ozzie pulled off her panties, and spit on her ass for lube. Your girlfriend shivered at the humiliation, even as Chuck forced himself into her throat. She’d never taken you like that. Soon she was truly spit-roasted as Oz slammed his big cock roughly into her virginal behind. She involuntarily cried out in pain and the contractions of her stuffed throat gave your bully’s cock great pleasure. “Pound that bitch, Oz, that felt amazing.” Ozzie eagerly complied, fucking Winter hard and spanking her ass. Chuck loosened up a bit and started talking shit against Winter and her ‘pathetic sissy boy’. He grabbed her by the hair and face fucked winter more aggressively. It was everything she’d dreamed of and so much more.

After they each came, Winter did a little Q&A with the audience. Your bullies got into it, too. Yes, this was real. Yes, cucking her boyfriend felt amazing. Yes, they’d love to do it again. While talking, Ozzie scooped some semen leaking from Winter’s ass and fed it to her. She swallowed it eagerly.

As soon as they each got hard again, Winter let them titty fuck her, slap her around a bit, and even piss on her. Turns out Chuck was into that. At one point they took her ass and pussy at the same time. They were a team now and didn’t mind being close. She told them how much better they were than her boyfriend, coaxing them to fill her holes and lay their claim to her. They both came at once then.

You still don’t understand your girlfriend’s hobby. It’s really desensitized her to the misogyny she railed against only a few months ago. Now when your coworkers organize a bar night, she’ll play pool with your two most hated bullies and get real buddy buddy. “If you can’t beat them, join them, cuck,” said Winter, giggling. It was worse next month when Chuck hosted at his home. Sure, he had a pool and a barbecue, but he also had the privacy for strip poker. You could swear Winter was losing on purpose somehow. And where did she learn to strip like that? And how did she expect to keep playing after she’d already lost all her clothes?

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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.”