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I guess everyone has a type and her type was cuckolds.
This was years ago and started when I was in college. Being the kinky hyper sexual pervert I was and still am I was looking for a girl on reddit. Back when I was 19 I was still exploring kink and figuring out what I liked but one thing I knew is that I wanted a girl to dominate and be rough with. And so when I met a girl in a chat sub who wanted to rp being smacked around i was excited. But unlike most of the interactions I was having this one did not end after only a day. We kept going, getting deeper and deeper into kink. Slapping, cnc, abuse, bondage and more. Every day it kept getting better and better. Eventually I asked her if she wanted me to be her master which is where the first bit of hesitation she ever had came from. She explained she needed to tell me something, that she was married. I felt conflicted until she admitted her husband knew and liked it. Something sparked in me and we only got more passionate. Then one day we revealed where we lived to each other. And it turns out she was actually an administrator at my school. She was nervous her husband wouldn’t like it. But, just because a cuck doesn’t like something that doesn’t stop me.
He was nervous but eventually he agreed. The two of us started dating. I would always take her back to my frat house. I’ll never forget the first time she saw my cock in person. On her knees on my filthy frat carpet. She looked up at me and asked me why she was with her pathetic husband.
This went on for months until one day we were drunk and she insisted we go back to hers. It was against the rules but neither of us were sober enough to care. We walked in and he was on the couch watching TV when we walked in. He looked like a deer in the headlights as she told him we didn’t feel like going to my frat. I could tell he was uncomfortable but she had him trained good. I extended my hand and he shook it like a limp fish looking down. I will never forget the next thing she said to him, “you can watch or you can stay in the living room but he’s spending the night tonight.” It looked like he was about to cry as she led me into the bedroom. I was rock hard as she undid my pants and pulled out my cock. She grabbed it with one hand and turned to him, “do you see this, this is what a real man looks like.” I chuckled (honestly more out of nerves than anything) as she proceeded to throat every inch of my thick 8 inch cock.
Depending on interest I’ll keep going but eventually she ended up divorced and remarried to another guy who I made a cuck. Except I took a much more active role in making him know his wife belonged to me.
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