Cuckquean Erotica Chronicles Bundle - Seven Explicit Cuckquean Humiliation Stories: Maybe He's With Her Right Now... (Alexandra Noir's Cuckquean Chronicles Book 1)

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They held each other while they came down from the orgasm. They softly kissed each other. Master gave her a kiss on the forehead and slowly slipped out of her cunt. I was heaving with sobs now. "How could you do this, John? After all I've done for you. I gave my whole life to you, I bore you three children, and I was a good mother, wasn't I? Why would you do this? Why like this? Why? WHY?!" No, I haven't let her cum." Ethan smirks. He comes over to where I was standing and rests his index finger on my clit. "Look at this engorged clit" Ethan states. Caitlyn walks over. "Wow, it is such a horny looking clit. Damn. This is funny, Ethan. Can we not allow her to cum ever?" Caitlyn says, sadistically, and laughs. I am so humiliated to be talked about in third person that my clit starts to throb. They both see this and laugh loudly. Caitlyn begins to poke at my horny cunt to humiliate me further. I am guessing that Ethan prepped her over drinks about what I am into. He did a really good job. At this point, all I could think about was being able to cum. I was making me so horny to be treated like a submissive humiliated wife.

We went camping a few weeks ago and in our large motorhome there was a garage for hauling off road vehicles in. My wife brought an air mattress and slept in the garage while I shared the main bed with my second wife. I admitted to my first wife how much that turned me on, knowing she was degrading herself while I enjoyed myself. My lover/wife is very sexy and has large tits and my wife has smaller tits. She turned toward my husband and they both hugged and made out in front of me. "How could you do this to me?!" I suddenly shouted through the tears but my voice broke. "How could you do this to me, John?" I repeated again and again.I will be bringing a friend home with me tonight. Be on your best behavior slut. I expect you to be naked and on your knees at the door when I get there." I was blubbering and couldn't talk anymore. "Hello, are you there, are you alright?" he said several more times. I'm not telling you to, idiot. Maybe just... you know... find someone to help you relieve a little stress."

I was surprised when I heard him call me over "Denise, c'mon over and get in on the action!". My heart jumped, I guess they'd just gotten carried away. Maybe I could have some fun tonight after all. I hardly hesitated when he told me to lie face to face with Amy. Even though I was not into being this intimate with another woman I would have done anything for him in that moment. I lay over her amazing body, her big breasts pressed against mine and our noses almost touching. "You didn't think we'd forgotten about you, did you?" She whispered. As soon as he penetrated my inhibitions completely vanished. After so much build-up it was incredible. Amy laughed at how my face contorted and my legs shivered, I even managed to join her. He started slowly and began to build up speed. Now this was the great sex that was missing in our relationship. He spanked my ass a few times as he sped up until he reached the level of sexual aggression that he was using on Amy. Now it was my name he was saying and I was saying his, at least whenever I could form a syllable. My pleasure reached near delirium as I approached my climax. I forgot that Amy was naked right below me, I forgot where I was, all I could do is scream his name. That is a lovely idea. Cumdump, you will refer to Marissa as mistress from now on." he says wiping the tears from my cheeks. After greeting him and crying again in his arms, I told him I wanted to be a better wife from now on in honor of our tenth anniversary coming up.Maybe... you know... find a girlfriend... a friend with benefits... or friends even. Just come home to me and maybe tell me about it afterwards?" We meet lots of people but only a select few know EVERYTHING. We do tend to find ourselves in interesting predicaments however and we’re always bending if not shattering said rules. As with our relationship, yes we are married, but it’s not what you would call conventional by any means. I start cleaning the kitchen and plan what to make for dinner. My pussy is literally throbbing for release at this point. I want to touch it, but I know I don't have permission. Ethan has a way of knowing if I relieved myself, and we have been together for so long now that I do not want to break his trust. So I don't touch my horny clit or anything while he is out getting drinks with a girl that used to have a crush on him in highschool.

I started crying again when John didn't answer the phone but kept calling over and over. On what must have been the tenth try, he finally answered. May I eat with you both master?" I whimper out while bringing their plates to the dining table. Before master could open his mouth Marissa answers "No."The women her husband normally takes in this way have never been like this, demanding and a little mean to her. He hasn’t said anything, but she’s sure that’s because he is only thinking about the blonde's next orgasm. She questions whether the blonde’s attitude toward her is what is turning her husband on even more than normal. He did love that his wife was submissive; maybe this was the next step.