Monday, December 19, 2016
Cuckold Torment...
I said to my boyfriend that I was going to have to think of Mr.B, a lover of mine I haven’t seen in some time. His cock was eight inches at least, thick and heavy, and the last time I fucked him was the first time I cuckolded my little Cocky . How I loved that cock of his! The moment I thought of Mr.B, and mentioned him to Cocky, my pussy gushed. I was an immediate sopping wet mess. The look on Cocky’s face was that of total failure and humiliation. He tried to do things that he knew I liked, that he learned from watching me fuck other men, like stroking a few times and pulling out, and stroking again, and pulling out. Every time he pulled out, I ejaculated come all over his balls, over and over and over again as I said my lover’s name out loud.
When I ejaculate, it reminds him of another short-coming of his. I ejaculate tons more than he does. As I reflected out loud about Mr.B and his huge cock, stream after stream of come squirted from me, all over Cocky’s balls, dick, legs, and stomach. I allowed him to fuck me for a bit longer, but eventually had to stop him. As he pulled away from me, defeated, I went on about how no matter how much I thought of another lover, it was no use, because his smaller sized penis was never going to actually reach where the others could. I ordered him to stand still so I could punish his balls for disappointing me once again.
I do enjoy punishing Cocky’s balls very very much. It is my favorite. I like to get a rhythm going slapping his balls and throw in a hard slap to his penis with no warning. I ordered him to beat off in front of me, and I proceeded to explain why Mr.B was a better lover than he was. I described techniques Mr.B had used to give me orgasm after orgasm. I told Cocky as he beat off faster and faster that he won’t feel the inside of my pussy for a very long time, how inferior he is, how inferior his sperm is, what a lesser man he is…..He came, and I laughed out loud as surely the amount of sperm that shot out could have barely filled two thimbles.
When I ejaculate, it reminds him of another short-coming of his. I ejaculate tons more than he does. As I reflected out loud about Mr.B and his huge cock, stream after stream of come squirted from me, all over Cocky’s balls, dick, legs, and stomach. I allowed him to fuck me for a bit longer, but eventually had to stop him. As he pulled away from me, defeated, I went on about how no matter how much I thought of another lover, it was no use, because his smaller sized penis was never going to actually reach where the others could. I ordered him to stand still so I could punish his balls for disappointing me once again.
I do enjoy punishing Cocky’s balls very very much. It is my favorite. I like to get a rhythm going slapping his balls and throw in a hard slap to his penis with no warning. I ordered him to beat off in front of me, and I proceeded to explain why Mr.B was a better lover than he was. I described techniques Mr.B had used to give me orgasm after orgasm. I told Cocky as he beat off faster and faster that he won’t feel the inside of my pussy for a very long time, how inferior he is, how inferior his sperm is, what a lesser man he is…..He came, and I laughed out loud as surely the amount of sperm that shot out could have barely filled two thimbles.
Sunday, December 18, 2016
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