Sunday, January 19, 2014

Cuckolding burns

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I was attracted to this video because of its title as well as its content. Cuckolding does burn. It burns its way into your core as a primal force that you can't let go of. It doesn't matter if you live the lifestyle as I do with Michael or if it is a fantasy role-play for the two of you or if it remains a deep, buried, secret passion that colors all of your erotic thoughts.

Cuckolding burns.

Saturday, January 11, 2014

An excerpt from Cuckolding by Caroline James


One evening, I was getting ready to go out to dinner with Michael. I was sitting on the edge of the bed with a towel around me rubbing lotion on my legs. Suddenly, a friend of ours appears in the doorway giving me a long and admiring look. I didn’t know he was there as he’d only dropped by with some paperwork for Michael. I suppose he had been on his way to the guest bathroom though he’d overshot it by a few feet.

“Wow!” he said making it clear he wanted to enjoy the view for awhile. I took this for a come-on and my response was to spread my legs to he could get a real look at my pussy and to let my towel fall off of me as I leaned back. He didn’t know what to do next. Michael was in the front room.

“Fuck!” he said.

“OK,” was my reply.

He looked down the hall to see if Michael was aware of what was going on.

“Come on, it’s now or never.” He came in and started to close the door behind him. I told him to leave it open.

“Really?” he asked incredulously. I was already playing with my pussy which had gotten very wet very quickly.

He came over to the bed and I helped pull down his pants. He was rock hard and I guided him between my legs. He began thrusting inside me and asked, “What about Michael?” I just smiled.

Within a minute, he came. Needless to say, he didn’t linger, afraid of being caught by a jealous husband. I let him think what he wanted to think. He gave me a kiss in thanks and left, no doubt hoping Michael was unaware of our encounter.

When I emerged from the bedroom fully clothed, our friend had gone. “Guess who just fucked your wife,” I said to Michael. He looked at me as if to say “You’re kidding!”

“He couldn’t stop himself but at least he didn’t tell me that he loves his girlfriend.”

“What about condoms?” Michael asked.

“Not this time.” I said with a smile.
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