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I think the best deal in the world might be finding a man with deep pockets who has a cuckold fetish. Now, cuckolding has been popular for thousands of years, but in terms of pornography it really boomed in the last fifteen. That’s the power of the internet! Porn and escorting go pretty hand in hand. People (men, usually) will pay to live out the fantasies they can’t with their loving partners who don’t get…

<bing bing> your attention is drawn to your phone as you see a notification of a flight itinerary pop up. <bing bing> an accompanying message pops up from your favorite mystery man saying, “Pack light. We won’t be leaving our room much ;).” This is the first time you’ve seen him so forward when talking with you that you’re slightly taken aback by this kind of assertion. You look at the itinerary in more detail…

Preface: This story is an exploration of voyeurism. I have written about five more chapters already and I intend to write and post more. It will explore the spectrum between cuckoldry and cheating. This is not a final draft but it should not have many simple spelling and grammar mistakes. Please correct them if you notice any. I would love feedback and ideas. This is only the tip of the iceberg and the rest of…

I met a man who played guitar in a local band. I’d been to this bands shows before and knew most of the members, but he was the reserved type who disappeared after the show. When we officially met, he looked mesmerized by me. I’m not going to lie, I was very flattered. He was in his late 40s. He asked if I wanted to go out sometime. I said yes. Fast forward to our…

I’m fully naked, tits up, getting heavily fucked by my 500lb boyfriend on the only bed in the basement of a Holy House. Which is just a regular-ass house in an older part of town, but it’s presently hosting a church party attended by a hundred horny parishioners humping however many holes their body and spirit desires —  ergo we got ourselves a blessed and bonified Holy House. There is a circle of about 20 men…

I met a man who played guitar in a local band. I’d been to this bands shows before and knew most of the members, but he was the reserved type who disappeared after the show. When we officially met, he looked mesmerized by me. I’m not going to lie, I was very flattered. He was in his late 40s. He asked if I wanted to go out sometime. I said yes. Fast forward to our…

I met a man who played guitar in a local band. I’d been to this bands shows before and knew most of the members, but he was the reserved type who disappeared after the show. When we officially met, he looked mesmerized by me. I’m not going to lie, I was very flattered. He was in his late 40s. He asked if I wanted to go out sometime. I said yes. Fast forward to our…