I am a woman who loves to cuckold my boyfriend. I’m not ashamed of it and in fact, I enjoy the power trip it gives me. It turns me on knowing that he watches as another man takes control of our intimate moments and fills me up with his cock while my poor little boyfriend can only sit back and watch helplessly. Sometimes, I even make him clean up the mess afterwards! It’s like having two men at once – one for pleasure and one for servitude.
As for my appearance, I’m not particularly stunning or beautiful, but I have an allure that seems to draw men in. Maybe it’s the confidence or the naughty glint in my eye when I talk about our taboo activities. Whatever it is, they can’t resist me and neither can their massive cocks! My boyfriend isn’t too bad looking either; he serves as a nice contrast to these alpha males who take him under their wing (or rather, under their cock).
Tonight we have a special guest joining us – one of my exes who happens to be well-endowed and loves taking charge. We’ve planned this little get-together specifically so he could witness firsthand how good another man can make me feel while he remains on the sidelines. The anticipation has been building up inside both of us: excitement mixed with fear and arousal coursing through our veins like electricity before a storm hits.
The moment arrives when we all gather together in our living room – me dressed provocatively in lingerie that leaves little to the imagination, ready for action; my current boyfriend nervously sipping his drink; and finally, my ex-lover striding confidently towards us with his huge bulge clearly visible beneath his pants line…