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gets to call me “Mistress Samantha”. He does whatever I tell him to do, as he has no choice. It’s not up to him. He wants
to stay my husband, so he has to do as I say.
I first discovered cuckolding when I was in college. At that time I was just a girl out for a fun time, and if a guy wanted
to be my boyfriend, I let him, and took advantage of whatever he had to offer me while continuing to sleep with whoever
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After a while I realized that the guys who were the “boyfriend” type generally were less well endowed than
the guys I like to fuck. They were less exciting, but they had more money to spend on me. They were faithful, so I didn’t
have to worry about them wasting that money on some other girl. It was only one short step to discovering how easy it was
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inch tall.
Oh wait! Maybe you are just an inch tall. Hahaha, I love to laugh at guys with little weewees, watch their pathetic little
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My first real cuckold experience was when I was in college. I was with my boyfriend at the time, a boy
who I had been dating for several months. We were at an off-campus party, and everybody was having some drinks. My boyfriend
was there, feeling romantic, and he thought it was a good time to tell me that he wanted us to move in together. At first I
laughed, thinking it was a joke. When I realized he was serious, I laughed even harder. He wanted to know why, and I told
him that I was not ready to settle down, especially with a guy with such inadequate err.. manhood. You should have seen the
look on his face. He had had a clue that his size was —shall we say— somewhat less than average, but he had no idea that
women cared about things like that.
Well, they do. Women do care whether the guy who’s fucking them has a real cock or one of those little toy peepees. But you
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stairs together, and apparently he was listening at the door while I screamed in pleasure from the thrusts of that huge,
rock-hard cock. We came together, and after a few minutes, he got up, got dressed, and opened the door to leave, knocking
over—who else?—my boyfriend, who had been listening in the whole time. He looked so pathetic sitting there on the floor, all
we could do was laugh. Then he came inside to talk to me, and told me that if I wanted to have sex with other guys, he
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I told him how it was going to be. I was not going to have sex with his pathetic
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cream pie. We moved in together the next week. He was a good boy, and knew his place, which was wherever I told him to be,
doing whatever I told him to be doing for me or my lover.
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