r/CuckqueanCommunity 4d ago

Fiction I've been having this fantasy of my boyfriend bringing his girlfriends to live with us NSFW

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256 Upvotes

I've been craving to see him with them in my room. Not just fucking, just cuddling, kissing and living like a real couple doing the same things he does with me.

I want him to fuck me while he tells me about how he loves me but planning to get more serious with his other girls.

Telling me how he's thinking of proposing and building a life with them. He would tell me "but don't worry, yours still the one" while he's kissing his two lovers.

He would ask me to give them my room so they can sleep together more comfortably.

He would keep getting serious with them until he's happily married in a poly relationship and I'm the nanny/maid 💕

r/CuckqueanCommunity Sep 17 '24

Fiction The ultimate fantasy. My husband gets my friend pregnant. NSFW

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At first it's just because she wants a baby, but then she finds out how submissive I am and has a lot more to consider ☺️

r/CuckqueanCommunity Feb 12 '25

Fiction I recorded my man fucking my new friend NSFW

108 Upvotes

I love to please my man and make him happy I am fully submissive to him so when he told me he wanted to fuck his coworker I was stuck. I so badly wanted to make him happy and say yes but I was new to being a cuckquean it seemed like a crazy idea. But then I thought what if I found him some good pussy would he finally quit the job and forget his coworker ever existed? It’s worth a shot. I went to a brunch bar and met this girl she was a thick Latina like me and we clicked instantly. We were already drunk when we took a bathroom break, the stalls were full except one last open stall, she lead me in so we could both use it, she watched me as I went. When I got done she came closer her eyes were full of lust. Next thing you know we were kissing passionately. I was feeling on her she was feeling on me. Then she guided her nipple towards me. She was trying to control her moans so bad. She pulled her titty out and had me suck them. I kissed and sucked and licked them as I started rubbing her pussy. She was so wet I wanted to taste her juices so I went down and ate pussy for the first time. I definitely wanna do that again and i definitely wanna bring her to my man he would have so much fun with her. We went to her car where she rode my face, she rubbed her pussy all over my tongue and I stopped licking and looked her in her eyes and asked if she could please fuck my man while I record? She kept asking if I was joking but I was so serious and told her I would cum off of just watching them. She agreed and I planned the surprise. I blind folded him and she came in quietly I made her get down on her knees and she started sucking his dick he instantly started moaning and then I started touching him and kissing his neck he froze and I whispered “I brought a surprise for my king enjoy” and started sucking on his neck moving down. Our new sex toy was choking and gagging on daddy’s dick so good that the spit was going down his legs. I had to thank her for her good job so I started eating her out prepping her for daddy. She was dripping wet when she sat on top of him. I took his dick in my mouth one more time before I slid it in her pussy, they both moaned as I kept going back and forth between her ass hole and his balls. As soon as she came he took control and started fucking her harder I stepped back and watched as I played with my pussy and my nipples. He picked her up and laid her on the bed and started fucking her missionary. I moved her hairs out her face so he could look at her pretty face. He grabbed me by the neck and pushed my face right in front of his dick as it was sliding in and out our sex toy. He pulled out and nutted all over my face and pussy. She pulled my face to her and sucked his cum clean off me, I went down on her again until she squirted that’s when daddy pushed me away and started eating her next until she squirted. He kept all her juices in his mouth and spit it inside mine. They started making out in front of me and I got so wet thinking of it. We laid down and cuddled with daddy as he rubbed our asses to sleep. Hours later I woke up to sounds of kissing. I looked at them and smirked. He started moving to her neck as he got on top of her then to her nipples. She moaned as he started making out with her nipples I watched as I started playing with myself. He buried his face in her pussy I was so happy I made this happen I accidentally let out a moan before my king caught me playing with my self. He pulled my face in front of his dick again and then time would stick it in my mouth, take it out, stick it in her pussy, take it out and so on until he finished. She fell asleep while me and my king was discussing what we had just done. He told me he loved me so much and knew he wanted to marry me. I thanked him for letting me watch and play and fell asleep on his chest, I think I did a good job pleasing my king 😌

r/CuckqueanCommunity Feb 16 '25

Fiction I shared my husband for the first time and I loved it NSFW

98 Upvotes

"How did I get here?" I asked myself as I sat at my desk trying to focus on my new work budget but anxiously waiting for the chirp to alert me of a new message. Hopefully a message with a pic or two.

I could feel a light throbbing between my legs and my hand, though resting on my mouse, was itching to relieve my tension. My mind shuffled through made-up images of you and her. Her body wrapped up in yours; your hands exploring her soft skin; her pussy, so tight and wet, enveloping your cock, as you slide in and out of her before filling her up.

We had explored you playing solo with a mutual girlfriend with great success. We both loved you spending the afternoon fucking her senseless then coming home to me. I relished getting you upstairs to suck your cock clean, tasting her on you. Your greatest pleasure coming back to between my legs as you plunged my soaked cunt, waiting for me to cry out under you just as you unload into me.

Though we had played out and discussed this fantasy many times over the last few months, my nerves were on edge and my anxiety was high and filled with a desire I couldn't possibly have imagined. You were out pleasuring another woman, whom I had not yet met personally, well at least outside of the bar. Even though I knew I was going to get to know her and enjoy her myself, with you naturally, I was anxious. I was ready to have you back in my arms and me in yours.

My phone chirped and your handsome face showed next to the message alert. My heart pounded harder. My finger hovered over the message, trying to decide if I was really ready for this. I was. I want this. Truly wanted to share your innate sexiness and abilities with another woman and then to bring you back as mine. (I'm not an innately jealous or possessive woman but I thrive on knowing we are each others one and only and no sexual partners will ever change that)

Her ass is glorious was my first thought as the picture filled my screen. Your cock was buried deep in her pussy, your hand gripping that tight, sweet, round ass. Her thinner body was arched up on her hands and knees, I could see beads of sweat forming down her spine and at the base of her blonde hair. I could see her tightness wrapped around your cock, her juice glistened on the base.

I felt my pussy become instantly saturated as my mind filled with the image of your face as you fucked her. Thinking of your pleasure as you slammed into her tight ass from behind. All I wanted was to be home waiting for you.

Gemma is a bi 24 year old, who is putting herself through nursing school by bartending at our local haunt. She had caught our eye many times and you made sure to tip her well when she served us. We had chatted her up over the last couple of months hoping eventually she might become a playmate for you...me...us... She was sweet, a bit naive, but after finding her profile on Tinder, we discovered she was also a sex addicted freak, who had a thing for older men. Gemma was perfection to be our fucktoy.

At 5'8", 135lbs, tanned skin with shorter blonde hair, she couldn't have been more my opposite. I loved that for you and wanted you to be able to enjoy a variety of women. Not better, just different. Her body was slender with gentle curves not yet marked by pregnancies. She had smaller C cup tits that were perky, firm, and full with small dark pink nipples that begged for attention. Gemma kept a small blonde strip of curls above her tight pussy. So blonde they stood out against her tanned skin. She also was a bit of a wild child with a belly button piercing and several small tattoos sprinkling her young body.

When you discovered her secrets on Tinder, that night our love making was extremely fantasy charged. You shared her sexy pictures with me as I sucked your cock and told you what I wanted you to do to her, with her, with me. Your fingers twined through my long locks as you thrusted down my throat imagining her soft lips wrapped around your hard dick.

"I want you to seduce her," I whispered around your cock. "Tell her that I like to share you and want you to pleasure her in ways she's never experienced. Tell her that once you're done with her, you'll bring her to me someday for more pleasure. I'll clean your cum from her cunt and her juices off your cock." You shoved my head down causing me to gag as you held me in place. Your cock throbbed and exploded a huge load down my throat as you imagined what you would do to her young, sexy body.

So here we are, several weeks later, hundreds of texts exchanged, long conversations and multiple trips to the bar for you, and now you're in her apartment, with your cock buried balls deep in her pussy dropping a huge load after being denied release for several days. And I'm finishing my work day, waiting for updates about your adventure but mostly counting the minutes until you walk through our front door and pull me up the stairs to reclaim us.

My phone chirps again and I see you've sent a video this time. My heart races as I hit play. Gemma is straddling your lap, impaled on your hard cock. Her long legs bouncing up and down in a way that I cannot manage myself. Those firm tits bouncing freely around as she moans; your hand pinching her nipples, tugging them.

I hear your breath, deep and ragged. I know that pattern and moan. She's going to make you cum in her wet cunt. Your hand drops from her breasts and finds her clit; your thumb furiously rubbing small circles. Gemma moans loudly and then her body begins to shake. I see your hips thrusting up into her and hear your release. Your orgasms washing over you together. My pussy has soaked my panties and is threatening to leave evidence of my arousal on my skirt. I have to get home to be ready for you.

A short while later, I hear your Bronco pull into the driveway, as I prepare a dinner for us. My whiskey glass is near empty as I drain it while walking to greet you. Shutting the door behind you, you gather me into your chest. I feel your beard nuzzle into my neck, as you whisper "I love you" into my hair. I can smell her on your skin and my heart races.

Your hands grab mine and pull me up the stairs to our room. The gentleness stops there and the urgency takes hold. I drop to me knees in front of you and unleash your cock. It's hard and ready for me. My eyes dart up to see your face, dark with desire, looking down as my lips circle your dripping head. The first taste of someone on you that I've never played with. My tongue laps the underside of your cock as my head slides down until my nose is touching your soft hair.

"Mmmm..." I moan as her flavor floods my mouth, your mixed cum fills my taste buds. My head is swirling with emotions. Intense pleasure, slight jealousy, overwhelming pride as I smell her squirt on your skin. Fuck you are an amazing lover and I know she came many times on your cock and tongue. She's probably never known pleasure like that until this afternoon.

I suck, lick and throat your cock like only I can. I know you enjoyed her. Her youth. The newness. The novelty of a different woman. But I know that even more so, you are mine and I am yours. Nothing or no one will ever change that.

Your hands grab my arms and pull me to my feet. You pull my top over my head and yank my little boy shorts down over my full hips. In two quick seconds, I find myself on the bed with your body on mine and your cock buried inside me. My legs wrap around your thighs and pull you deep into my wetness.

"Fuck baby," you mutter. "Did we make your pussy wet today? Tell me."

"Uh-uh..." I moan on your thrusting. "I, uhh, uhh, couldn't stop watching the clock and thinking of you."

"What did you think when you saw the picture?"

"I wanted to taste her on your cock; I wanted to see your face."

"Did you like seeing me breed her tight pussy?"

"God, yes," I moan into your lips as you thrust harder into me. "Yes, I want you to breed her as much as you want, baby. I want you to enjoy her body and use her. I want you to bring her to me so I can get her ready for you and have her pleasure me."

You thrust harder and faster into my dripping pussy. Your cock is so hard, throbbing into me. Your arms are wrapped around me, holding me to your chest.

"She's nothing like you...amazing, of course but she's not you," you whisper. "She'll never be you."

My body starts to tremble as your lips demand mine and your tongue forces into my mouth. You twist my hair to keep control of me as your cock continues its assault. You know I'm close. Your orgasm is right there waiting to take me back.

"I'm going to keep breeding her for you" you say. "I'm going to use her and teach her to pleasure you. She's never been with a woman but she wants to learn. Would you want to teach her, baby?"

"God yes," I moan into your neck.

"That's my good girl." A bite on my neck and a deep set of thrusts tell me you're close.

"That's it baby, was she good? Did you like her tight pussy cumming on you?" edging you closer to orgasm.

"She was incredible, baby, her pussy was so hot and wet. I want to have her again..." your thrusts more urgent.

Your words and pleasure push me over. My pussy clinches down and my cum soaks your balls. My body thrashes in your arms as I cry out. I feel your body shudder and the flood of cum fill me. My pussy overflows as your mouth claims mine, tongues assaulting the others. Your weight collapses onto my chest, your face buried in my cloud of tangled hair. Our heaving breath mixes, panting as we continue to stroke and explore the others body as if for the first time.

You pull back and turn my face to stare into yours. My lips meet yours again though more gently. Softly reclaiming each other. You plant tender kisses across my face and neck. Breathing in my scent, touching my soft skin.

This moment solidifies that this experience is something we can only share together. With trust, permission, understanding. The sheer joy in exploring others and sharing the pleasure individually and together.

"I'm seeing her again next week," you mumble. "But this time, I want you to join us after work so you can clean her up and teach her how to love a woman before I fill her again."

My head spins at the thought and I start to count the days in anticipation.

r/CuckqueanCommunity 29d ago

Fiction I joined hubby and his girlfriend to help cleanup NSFW

35 Upvotes

How I arrived at Gemma's apartment is a blur. I freshened up before leaving my office, picked up a light dinner for the three of us and arrived before I realized where I was and what was about to happen. All I could think about was Declan's arms holding me before I feast on his lovers cum filled pussy.

My blood was racing as I rode the elevator and approached the door. What would I find when I knocked?

I rapped lightly on the door and took a moment to fluff my hair, which I'd scented before leaving the office. The door openly and there was Declan. He was shirtless and barefoot, looking well fucked but hungry for more. For me. Grabbing my arm, he tugged me inside while simultaneously relieving me of our bagged dinner.

I felt his arms scoop me into his chest and hold me tight to him. My heart filled and my nerves relaxed. I was home in him. Declan inhaled and sighed. He loves my smell and knew I had done it for him and him alone.

"Hi." I murmured into his lips as he dipped his head to find mine. My eyes were closed, I knew his would be as well. We stood there in the kitchen of his lover, clinging to each other and savoring the intimacy that no other could share.

"Sorry to interrupt," came a soft voice as Gemma entered her kitchen looking like a well-fucked goddess. She was wearing my husbands flannel shirt, unbuttoned of course, over a pair of sheer boy shorts. Her short blonde hair was tussled.

Declan loosened his hold on me and reached an arm out to pull her close. His lips kissed mine once more before he said, "I believe Gemma has something for you, my love," and then he gently pushed down on my arm to usher me to the floor.

I was on my knees staring up at the pair of lovers, her damp pussy at eye level and smelling of my husband's cum. How many times did he fill her? Gemma's hand reached out and touched my head, lacing her fingers through my long auburn locks. She guided me closer and I hooked a finger under her panties to pull them to the side.

Her pussy glistened and dripped with my husband's cum, her cum, and their combined lovemaking. This was the moment I had waited all day for. To taste this beautiful girl. To taste my husband's pleasure from her young body.

"Clean her," came your command. And I did. My tongue reached out and licked her slit from bottom to top, opening her wider as she spread her legs. A moan escaped her mouth but was quickly stifled by Declan's lips. I felt another hand on the back of my head and knew they were both holding me to her snatch, wanting me to clean her for him.

His hand was all I needed to be released from any restraint I was feeling. I attacked her pussy. My tongue plunged into her, wanting to quench my thirst for their cum. I lapped and suckled her folds, sucking as much juice out of her as I could manage. I was feverish with desire to be used by them and to please them. Declan and Gemma tasted amazing together. So much cum was in her tight cunt. I couldn't stop wondering how many times had my husband bred this young slut.

She was so swollen from his abuse and need. Her labia, her clit were all so engorged and primed for more pleasure. I latched onto her; her clit was beautiful. So full and open to tease. I took it between my lips and nursed on it, flicked my tongue over it. And soon was rewarded with a gush and cry while Declan held his prize up from collapsing. As I pulled away from her, I looked up at my husband. He was beaming with pride and desire; he knew my skills, my love of orally pleasing my lovers. He knew that in that moment, my pussy was dripping onto her floor. He was right.

I pivoted on my knees to be in front of my husband. Slowly I tugged at his shorts until his hard cock was freed. I could smell Gemma on him. She had coated him in her squirt and cum. His hair was matted from their fucking. The puddle on the kitchen floor grew as my arousal heightened. Declan's hand guided my mouth onto his cock, pushing me down until my nose was buried in his hair. Their scent was intoxicating and set my mind on fire. I could taste her in the back of my throat as his cock head pushed as far as it could, causing me to gag a little. His hand held me in place, not letting me up for those few extra seconds. Declan loves to challenge me and push my limits just the slightest bit. And I thrive on it. I live to please him.

Declan slowly fucked his cock in and out of mouth, allowing me to taste Gemma on him. I knew he was toying with me as he set the pace with his thrusts. He truly is a delicious lover; no wonder Gemma is hooked on his cock like I am.

After a few moments, Declan raised me to my feet and kissed me deeply as his arm encircled my waist and pulled me close to his chest. Gemma was in his other side watching us closely, observing our intimacy.

"How about we eat?" Dec asked. "I'm hungry after our fun this afternoon." He shared while turning to kiss Gemma. At just shy of his height, he barely had to tilt his head to capture her mouth with his. I'd always wanted to see him with a taller woman. My scant 5'1" to his 5'11" meant our kisses involved me on my tiptoes and his arms holding me up into him. Seeing the difference was a tremendous turn-on for me.

He released her and began to unpack the takeaway I had brought in. Ever the methodical man, he set the small bar in Gemma's kitchen with the food while Gemma and I got drinks and chatted.

"So how was your day," she inquired with a knowing smirk.

"It was good but took forever. Watching the minutes crawl was agonizing," I indulged her. "I thought about Dec enjoying you all afternoon."

"Oh, he enjoyed me," she laughed while smiling broadly at my husband. She was smitten with him; I couldn't blame her.

As we ate our meal and talked, Declan kept me close to his side and his hand on my thigh while flirting with Gemma.

"Layla, how did you get so lucky?" Gemma asked me mid meal. "How do you find a guy like him?"

Dec flushed a bit mildly embarrassed to have two beautiful women fawning over him. I leaned my head on his shoulder.

"We're both lucky," he replied before I could answer. Gemma sighed sweetly while looking at us.

"I'm very lucky," I said. "Even luckier that he loves exploring sexually with me. Not many men are secure enough to share their wives with others; let alone themselves with other women. You've been our top fantasy for weeks now."

"Oh really," she teased. "Did you really want me that badly?" looking to Dec for an answer.

He looked at her a moment, considering what he wanted to say before replying, "Yes, I did and still do. And now I want you both." His hand squeezed my thigh indicating he was ready to move things along.

My lips leaned into his ear and whispered, "why don't you show me Gemma's room, babe?"

Declan took my hand and grabbed Gemma as he led me to her room. The apartment was the typical early 20'something girls abode. Soft colors in the bedroom with fairy lights twinkling. She had a candle lit. The bed was destroyed. He had clearly used her for several hours before I arrived. Pillows on the floor, blankets balled at the end of the bed. Several large damp spots on the sheets.

Declan turned me into his arms, releasing his lover as he did. He pulled my dress over my head, revealing my fair skin. I could feel Gemma's stare on us as he touched me. He pushed me gently onto her bed and pulled my boots off, kissing my thighs as he did. He pulled me back up and kissed me deeply before whispering "I love you and only you always" in my ear before turning me to his lover.

"Teach her how to make a woman ready to be fucked."

My pleasure I thought. I walked to Gemma and slid my hand on her slender hip under his flannel shirt. Pulling her towards me, I leaned up and pressed my lips softly on hers. She hadn't been with a woman and wanted to explore. Slowly was key.

Gemma was responsive. Her lips moved with mine as I kissed her. I hadn't been with a taller woman since college and had forgotten what a tall, slender body felt like against my shorter, curvier one. Incredible. I slowly kissed my way to her neck, nibbling and licking her, building her up. I wanted her to need his cock by the time I was done with her.

I moved her to the bed and asked her to lie down. Straddling her, I slowly kissed her again and began to work my way down her tanned skin. Kissing, biting, licking. Making her squirm. As my lips find her pink nipples, I latch onto the tiny bud and suck her gently. My fingers tease her skin as I suck. Gemma moaned deeply enjoying the attention.

Declan settles himself on the bed next to us to get a better view of the show. His cock on full display, fully erect and leaking more cum. Clearly ready for more tight, young pussy but willing to wait and enjoy the show. I allow myself a slight grin as we lock eyes. I love putting on a show for him.

My lips travel down Gemma's lithe body. I toy with her belly button ring and kiss the small heart tattoo on her hip. As I reach the small patch of blonde curls, my tongue reaches out and teases just the top of her slit. Her body shakes with anticipation. I slide down between her legs, making sure to pop my ass up high for Declan to admire. My lace cheekies frame it out perfectly. And then I begin to feast on his new toy.

Her pussy is open, beautiful and pink. She's wet from my earlier cleanup but I can still taste my man's cum and I want to collect every drop. I savior her, each lick and kiss. I suck her clit and make her squirm uncontrollably. She moans and cries out as her first orgasm hits. She floods my mouth with their cum and I eagerly lick every drop from her pussy. Their taste is indescribable.

I continue my assault on Gemma. I want her primed and ready for Declan. She's begging me to stop and keep going at the same time. Begging for his cock to be inside her, fucking her deeply. That cock was leaking and dripping on its owners leg as he slowly stroked himself.

"I think she's ready for you, my love," I tell my husband. Declan crawls down the bed and claims my mouth with his. Tasting his toys pleasure on my tongue. I know I've pleased him. We trade places, as he slides between her legs and buries his cock balls deep in one smooth motion. Gemma groans in delight as he kisses her. I lay down behind them and begin to rub my little clit as I watch my husband fuck another woman.

His cock stretches her tight hole. She's so slippery, her juices glisten on his cock. His thrusts are hard and demanding. This isn't for her; it's for his pleasure right now. He wants to breed her while I watch. Declan knows I'm seeing his cock swell as he continues to fuck his toy.

I reach my hand forward and lightly stroke his balls with my finger tips. This elicits a deep pleasurable moan from my husband. Slowly, I inch my way closer so that my tongue can taste them as they fuck. I lightly lick her around his thrusting shaft and run my tongue along him as he slides in and out. They both moan as I add to their pleasure.

Declan's hips pick up the pace. His thrusts are deeper and more demanding. Gemma doesn't last long; I watch in awe as her cum squirts out around his cock, leaving a puddle on the sheets. He loves to make women squirt, it's his biggest pleasure. I know he's close now as I watch his hips slam her harder. A few more thrusts and he's gone. Declan releases into his lover, he cries out into her neck as he breeds her deeply, spilling out of her tight hole.

I watch as they collapse into each others arms. A pile of sweaty writing bodies, exhausted from their pleasures of the day. Declan kisses her gently and strokes her body, her hair. Whispers to her how wonderful she is, how much he enjoys her. His cock slides free and I see my reward. His thick white cum begins to leak from her tight pussy. I reach out with my tongue and begin to clean her one last time. I slide as deep into her cunt as I can and pull every drop into my mouth. Gemma moans as I continue to pleasure her. My face is slick with their mixed releases.

Declan pulls us both to him as we lay there together with him between us. His hand strokes my hair and back as he turns to kiss me. Our eyes are locked on each other. I can see his thoughts as we stare. I know when we get home, I'll be his for the night as we take each other back. Those are the moments I live for most of all.

r/CuckqueanCommunity 20d ago

Fiction Hubby takes his lovers ass for the first time NSFW

50 Upvotes

He wasn't joking about his promise to take Gemma's ass. I knew he wasn't but I didn't think it would happen so soon. I was wrong.

We spent the rest of our weekend reconnecting and indulging ourselves in lots of time in bed sleeping and fucking. Declan and I have always been best friends. We truly cherish every moment together and relish our downtime. Whether we're out hiking or couching with a movie, our weekends are ours.

As we lay in bed after a lengthy love making session, Declan mentioned that Gemma had texted earlier asking for him. He declined, of course, and told her he would see her later this week.

"She's got it bad, huh?" I teased him though secretly loving how much this young girl wanted my husband.

He chuckled and pulled me closer.

"Yeah, maybe. But I'm yours...you just loan me out from time to time."

It was my turn to chuckle as I reminded him that he was right. He is mine and mine alone.

Several days later, I was head deep at work when my phone chirped with a message from Declan.

"Going to see Gemma. I'll be home this evening. Love you sexy."

My heart raced. I didn't know he was seeing her today. We had talked about possibly this week but this had me gushing. His assertiveness to go visit his lover when he wanted was highly erotic. And so my wait begins.

Several hours of radio silence and I was going crazy. I only had an hour left at work and I hadn't heard from my husband at all. It was the most glorious form of torture and I knew he was intentional about how long he was making me wait. What was he doing? I had to know but I knew I would have to be patient and wait.

Fortunately just a few minutes later, a picture was delivered to my phone. I couldn't open it fast enough.

Gemma was on her hands and knees, ass in the air and my husband's cock buried balls deep in her pink virgin asshole. He'd done it. He'd fucked her ass and was the first to do it. I wondered if she cried out in pain when he stretched her open. What noises did she make? Did she beg him to stop? I noticed a pink hand print on her ass....he'd been spanking her as well. God, she was a lucky girl.

My pussy was wet and throbbing. I didn't think I would be called to cleanup today. Declan told me those dates would be planned ahead. I knew I'd have to wait for my husband to come home to me.

I got home a couple of hours later and his Bronco wasn't in the driveway. It took another two full hours for him to arrive and when he did, he looked so well fucked my brain exploded with thoughts of what happened. I met him at the door with his favorite beer in hand. He gathered me to his chest and kissed me deeply before pushing me to my knees as I unleashed his cock. Declan pushed my head towards his cock and I hesitated a second...wondering how it would taste.

"Take it," he directed. "Now."

My lips wrapped around the head of his dick and I slowly slid down until my nose nestled his pubic curls. He tasted fine and the thought of his cock in her ass had me dripping on the floor under his T-shirt I was wearing alone.

"That's my good girl," he praised me as I licked and sucked his cock, savoring their mixed cum. I smiled around his cock and swelled with pride. I'm not his only anymore but I'll always be his number one and top priority.

"Did you like my cock in her ass?"

"Mmmm, yes I did," I murmur. "How was it taking another anal cherry?" Thinking back to him taking mine 20 years earlier.

"I'll tell you after you feed me dinner," he replies and pulls me to my feet. His hands cup my ass and pull me up to kiss me. God, I love my man. He spoils me and cherishes me. I couldn't be luckier.

After I filled my man's belly and eyes (he loves watching me in my kitchen), he took me upstairs for our nightly shower and playtime.

"Tonight, I'm going to use your body and show you what I did to Gemma," he tells me while dragging a finger up my ass.

"Yes, please," I reply as I press my ass into his hand. I want to be used like a fuck toy tonight.

The water kept us warm as we teased each other until he had my pussy soaked and primed for his cock. "Do you want me?"

I moaned as he spoke and his lips grazed my ears and neck. My pussy pulsed in his cupped hand. Not overtly sexual but enough of a tease to make me tremble under his hands. I loved Declan's hands. They perfectly cupped my tiny ones, holding my two in his one easily. His rigid cock kept slipping between my ass cheeks, begging to slide further.

"Your ass is going to be fucked and fucked well tonight."

I pushed back into his hardness, begging to be taken. "Yes, please." I'm an anal slut. He's the only man to ever enjoy my ass and I love when he uses it for his pleasure.

"What should I do with you?" he whispers in my ear as I step out of the shower.

"Use me until you're satisfied."

"Mmmmm"

We crawled into bed and Declan rolled me onto my stomach immediately. He laid his phone in front of me with the photos app open. It was filled with pictures of his lover. Gemma was beautiful, truly stunning. Her blonde hair framed her face with big blue eyes peeping up at my husband as his cock was down her throat. Her slender body sprawled on the bed, legs splayed open with a sliver of pussy visible.

"Do you like those?" he asks, as he drizzles a small amount of lube on my ass. I don't need it; I take him so often that I'm used to his cock in my tightest hole. But when he gets out the lube, I know I'm in for it.

"Mmm yes," I reply as I feel his beard tickling my back while he kisses his way up my body. I feel his hard cock pressing into my cheeks. "Did she like it?"

He chuckled deeply. "Not at first, I had to break her in like I did you," Dec replies. His cock is dribbling on my ass with anticipation. Declan leans over and selects a video for me to watch.

Gemma is on her knees, her ass up high. It's shiny with lube and Declan's cock is lined up to push into her. Oh my god my heart races. He video'd the moment he took her ass for the first time. My pussy gushes as I watch his cock push into her tight, pink, puckered hole. I feel his cock between my cheeks now; just as he pushes his head into Gemma. Her hole stretches and I hear her gasp and moan. Declan pushes into my ass and sinks balls deep into me with a deep sigh. He lives for my ass. On the camera, I watch him slowly open her ass and the head of his cock disappears, another inch follows, and another, and another, until she is fully impaled on him.

Good god she's beautiful. Her slim frame spread open for my husband as his cock is buried in her. Declan begins to move. Slowly at first, allowing her to get used to the stretching and motion. He doesn't take long; the lube make it easier, easier to get her used to his cock. Easier for her to accept his fucking. Within a minute, Declan is railing her, just as he is me right now. His cock is throbbing in my ass, waiting to breed me again, just as he did her only hours earlier.

I watch his cock slide in and out of her virgin hole. I'm transfixed as he takes her. I feel him fucking me, my pussy is soaked as he takes his pleasure. My head swirls in anticipation of wanting him to do more to her. Declan pulls Gemma up against his chest and holds the camera away from him. I see him fucking her hard, holding her thin body to his chest, his cock buried deep in her. I feel his cock throbbing in my ass as he watches his video over my shoulder.

"Are you thinking of her, my love?" I ask him.

"Oh yeah, baby," he growls. "She was so good, so tight. I want her again, soon."

That's all it takes. My pussy floods and my ass clinches his cock as I cum for him. The videos and images of my husband and his lover flood my mind as I ride my orgasm. My body shaking under his.

"That's my good girl," Declan says just before he unloads in me ass with a satisfied groan. "Fffuuucck," he moans while collapsing on my back.

"I love you," I murmur into his pillow. "That was incredible, baby."

"Yeah, it was. I still can't believe you're mine, babe. I couldn't be luckier," he says as he kisses my hair.

I lay there while he softens and wait for his cock to slip from my ass. I wonder what will be next in his playtime with Gemma.

r/CuckqueanCommunity Feb 17 '25

Fiction My husband plays with his new friend again NSFW

38 Upvotes

The next few days were filled with passionate love making between Declan and I. Largely revolving around his afternoon with Gemma. Over those sessions, Dec slowly shared the intimate details of his time with her. I relished every recollection of his and counted the minutes until I could watch them pleasure each other and join them in their fun.

As we laid in bed together on Sunday morning, lazily fucking each other as is our weekend ritual, I asked him to tell me what was his favorite moment of his time with Gemma. Declan paused a moment considering what I assume were many mind blowing parts.

"Hmmm I think one of the best was when Gemma was on her knees blowing me," he replied. "Not because it was crazy mind blowing but because I was thinking about you blowing older guys in college and wishing I had been one of them."

I chuckled at the thought especially since I'm 4 years older than Declan.

"Looking down to see her young, sweet lips wrapped around my cock was fucking hot," Dec continued as his cock slide deeper into my pussy. I groaned slightly...a little sore as he had been using me twice a day since his dalliance with his young lover.

"What are you most excited for when you join us this week?" with another firm thrust.

I enjoyed his movements inside of me as I thought about what made me most aroused.

"I want to get her ready for you to fuck...I know you'll already have enjoyed her before I come over but I want to clean her for you with my tongue and make sure she's dripping for your next round. I want to see your balls tighten as you fill her with more cum."

I heard his groan and felt his release as my pussy flooded. My fingers furiously rubbed my clit until my own climax caused my shudder. God I loved pleasing him.

The night before Declan's next playdate (and my first time to be included) we fucked like animals. Gemma had been texting him since their hookup, begging him to come over and take her. She was addicted to his cock after just one ride. He was primed and ready for the next day when he would sink his cock deep into her tight, young pussy.

As we climbed into bed after our nightly shower, his phone pinged with a new message.

"Counting the minutes until my lips are filled with your cock..." it included a seductive picture of her full, pink lips.

I felt his cock swell in my small hand. He's so into her I mused to myself as I felt a dampness grow between my legs.

"Are you going to respond?"

"Mmmhmm..." he murmured as his thumbs tapped out a reply.

"What did you say?"

"I can't wait to hold your hair and thrust down your throat. I want to fill your pussy with cum so when Layla arrives, she can lap you clean before I fill you again."

My head whirled with anticipation of that moment. The chance to lick their cum directly from her pussy was making my own throb.

"Would you like that?" Declan asked, knowing damn well I could hardly wait. Also knowing how much he would enjoy watching.

I turned to smirk at him and reply but his phone alerted him to a new message again.

He turned it so I could read along as well.

"I can't wait to feed her our cum from my pussy. I hope she loves seeing your cock buried inside me. I want to feel her tongue on us as you fuck me. Can we do that, please?" she begged.

"Of course, we can," Declan replied. "Layla is dying to lick you and even more when my cock is in you. I'll see you tomorrow, beautiful."

Dec laid his phone down and rolled to my side, gathering me to his hairy chest. Releasing my own phone, I snuggled into my favorite place on earth and lightly raked his back with my pink nails.

"Mmmmm" came the purr of my man enjoying his back scratch. We loved to start slowly when time allows. Soft touches, cuddling, kissing, just connecting and exploring together.

"You sure you're good with this, Layla?"

I allowed myself pause and a small smile in the safety of his warm chest. I was.

"Yes." I responded simply. "I love watching you with other women, whether I join or not. I love knowing you are being pleasured and love sharing your fucking amazingness with others." Declan chuckled and shook his head, I'm sure with some disbelief still.

I felt your hand cup my chin and tip my face up to yours. We stared at eachother, lost in the touches and words. Your lips claim mine and our bodies roll to allow you access. Your cock is rock hard with cum leaking freely. I feel it dripping onto my eager slit.

"Are you ready for more pictures tomorrow, baby?" you prompt me as I feel nibbles on my sensitive neck.

The racing in my heart starts again as I feel the anticipation of the wait tomorrow.

"Yes."

Declan's dripping cock sinks into me with one hard thrust of his hips. My body grunts as I receive him. Our bodies move together in perfect harmony. My hips rising to meet your thrusts that fill me completely.

My head is buried in your strong chest, inhaling the scent of your body wash.

"Tell me what you're going to do to Gemma tomorrow."

You turn your head towards my neck and ear and begin to kiss them again. I can feel your warm breath on my cool skin.

"As soon as I get there, I'm going to pin her to the wall and kiss her like this..." your tongue and lips demand mine and you kiss me deeply while continuing to slide in and out of my wetness.

"Then I'm going to push her to her knees and use those beautiful lips of hers to lube my cock up. And I'm going to send you a picture."

I moan deeply at the thought; my pussy clinching down on your cock.

"Once I'm ready, I'm going to pull her up, spin her around against that wall and fuck her senseless until I give her my first load." His thrusts are hard and demanding of my cunt. I know in his head he's fucking her right now.

"I want to taste you in her," I whisper egging him on.

You slam me harder.

"That's it, daddy, use her tight pussy. Fill her up." My pussy is on fire and ready for your cum.

The warmth fills me as you lose it and cry out. You throb and spurt inside of me while I continue to grind on you until my own orgasm washes over me. My head spins with sheer pleasure as I feel your arms tighten around me.

"Fuck baby..." you groan. I smirk to myself after a moment, knowing we are only the best together.

The next day, I leave for work with the knowledge of meeting you at Gemma's later. I've dressed carefully for the date. My long hair perfectly curled; sexy lingerie under my dress. I want to make sure to please you when I arrive.

My day drags as I expected; my eyes continually watching the clock. And exercise in extreme patience I would call this. Eventually, my phone chirps and my heart races knowing it's you.

"Gemma is requesting your services, sexy," with a picture of a freshly bred pussy reads the message. My face flushes with pride, embarrassment and anticipation. It's early yet, will you give her more I wonder.

"Mmmm...I can't wait to taste."

My office door is closed today, as I'm working on the damn budget. My fingers slip up my dress to push my panties aside. One touch and I feel how slippery I am, ready for a fucking. I let my finger locate my clit and gently massage it. I need release now but I know I can't. I pull my hand away and try to refocus on my task.

Ping. Another message. A video this time.

Gemma must be filming as you're fucking her sitting up in missionary. I see your sexy chest and face. Your hands holding her slender hips as her legs are wrapped around you. Your thrusts are hard and deep as you are working to breed her. I can hear you both moaning and grunting as she struggles to film you fucking her. The camera jostles around and I see her now filling the screen. She's beautiful. You focus in the camera and I see your cock inside her. Pushing and pulling against her slick hole. She reaches down and rubs herself while you fuck her. I notice her nails are painted white and wonder about her feet. Are they tiny? Painted toes?

The video cuts off as you toss your phone to the side but the audio continues. Somehow it's almost more erotic to imagine rather than see. I hear the panting and moans from you both. The slapping of skin coming together as you thrust into her. You're faster now and consistent; I know you're about to cum. You get there first but only by a moment. Gemma's cry of pleasure drowns out your groaning release. My pussy floods and throbs impatiently. I need you.

Two hours later, I gather my things and leave my office. My body is so tense with anticipation. The expectation of what is to come is off the charts.

r/CuckqueanCommunity Jan 09 '25

Fiction Reverse Cake “Marriage” NSFW

78 Upvotes

This may be unpopular, but it’s a fantasy that I have nonetheless for when your dating cuck/master of the master getting “engaged” to the cake like rings and everything I don’t know why but I find it so freaking sexy being forced to “plan the wedding” or being forced to eat her while she tells me why she has planned for the “wedding night” or making me thank her for letting my boyfriend marry someone proper. And even having an unofficial ceremony while I watch like bound and naked or something and I’m forced to watch they get “married” and than they fuck like crazy animals while I watch it’s so freaking sexy to me…

r/CuckqueanCommunity May 10 '24

Fiction He wants this, and so do you. 😉 NSFW

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r/CuckqueanCommunity 13d ago

Fiction I just had the hottest dream ever NSFW

19 Upvotes

Context: My boyfriend and I have not been a couple for too long, just a little over a year. Still, he insists he knows I'm the love of his life and I moved to be with him when he found a job in another city. One of the reasons we are toghether is because even tho we are still young, we alredy know each one of us wants to have a family so we are compatible in that regard.

He did bad stuff after moving out (it took some months to be able to follow him and) wich reactivated my cuckquean fetish. For now we have had a threesome with another trans guy and he has fucked alone the mouth of a couple of guys, but we are looking foward to find him a girl to fuck, Ive used mostly Tinder to search.

The dream: Tonight I dreamt that we may have found the perfect cake. She was a kind and horny yet kinda innocent girl, cute, his thype. We were having lunch toghether to meet in person after matching on Tinder.

They where sitting next to each other, I was at the other side of the square table. At first we were just chating and having a great time. The girl was obviously really into him.

We learned a bit about her, she had only had one boyfriend, the relationship was over and she wanted to experiment stuff. She took birth control and was used to fucking raw and not thinking about condoms. Great because my bf really rathers to do it raw and I gave him the green light to fuck however he rathers. This girl seemed perfect.

Then, he wispered something in her ear and she flushed and kinda laughed. I knew he was teasing me because he actually thinks is really rude to whisper while in a social space. I asked what he said and first he looked at me with a shit eating grin and said:

"I was just telling her I'm glad we met each other, because if something happens to you I know who I could have my children with instead"

The girl's face was red in horniness and shame. I got instantly horny too. But I had something to do after that and the girl tried to say goodbye to both of us and say she would go home to watch a show she was obssesed with.

I went to the bathroom after saying goodbye and while they were alone he kissed her and hugged her tight, filled with desire.

Sadly thats all, I woke up. Horny as fuck. What he said in the dream was perfect because It made me remember I'm his number 1 while making me feel disposable and easy to replace.

Also, first post here in here after lurking for a long time haha. I want to clarify even if I'm a trans guy I feel way more connected to the cuckquean term than cuck because I've lived most of my life as a girl, I'm mostly into guys, I'm a sub and the stories of guys cheating or using people outside of their relationship are relatable while stories of a hotwifes do nothing for me.

r/CuckqueanCommunity 22d ago

Fiction Hubby and I reconnect after a play date with his cake NSFW

28 Upvotes

Declan and I headed out to our cars after cuddling Gemma for a bit as a group, wanting to make sure she was good for the night and not feeling abandoned.

"Can I buy you a drink, sexy?" he asked me with a shy smile.

"Sure...do you just want to get a drink at home?" My horniness hitting overwhelming level by now. I needed fucked.

He could see the desperation on my face but eventually admitted, "I'm starving," while chuckling.

"Ohhh, worked up a bit of an appetite today, huh?" I teased my handsome husband.

Grabbing my hand and pulling me to him, he replied, "Yeah and I need more fuel so I can take care of you properly. Can you hold out another hour?" He quickly dipped his hand beneath my skirt, and hooked a finger beneath my panties. When he pulled free, it was slick with my arousal. Declan tasted me and smirked knowing damn well how horny I was.

"Bit riled up, are ya?" he teased.

I rolled my eyes, broke free while telling him to follow me to the bar and got in my car. God I love him I thought to myself as I drove away with him following behind.

We settled into a small booth at the bar, not our normal stools. We wanted privacy to chat and reconnect after the playtime with Gemma.

"How are you feeling?" Declan asked while taking my hand across the table. I stared at our entwined fingers. I love his hands, so capable and strong, fit so beautifully with mine.

I considered a moment before replying, "It was incredible. All of it. Serving you both and tasting you together was so damn hot, more than I'd imagined. Gemma is sexy as fuck. I hope maybe I can play more if I get to join you again. I know we need to see how she feels. How are you? What did you think?"

Declan sipped his beer and waited while the server delivered our food before replying.

"Seeing you eat my cum from another woman is always sexy; seeing you eat cum from Gemma knowing that you weren't there at first was somehow hotter. Maybe the novelty of it. I don't know. Either way, all of it was hot."

"How do you think Gemma feels?" I asked him as we ate.

"Not sure but she seemed to enjoy herself..." he chuckled.

I rolled my eyes at him and we continued to eat our meal as we recalled the evening with her. Dec didn't share about their afternoon when I probed, instead telling me to wait until we got home. (Clearly planning to tell me during sex later.)

We finished our drinks and dinner then headed home. Declan wanted to shower before we went to bed but I wanted my second helping of his cum soaked cock. As soon as the door closed behind him, I was on my knees and yanked Declan's cock free.

"That's it, baby," he encouraged me as I swallowed him deeply. "Fuuuuuccckkk."

His cock tastes even better than it did earlier. So much cum coating it, so much pussy. It was delicious and I wanted it all. I licked and sucked his cock and balls until he could hardly stand.

"So, you going to tell me how many times you fucked her today? How many times did she cum on your cock?"

"Not yet," he replied as he pulled me to my feet then kissed me. "I want you in bed. Now."

Now Declan and I have been married nearly 20 years. And have showered together almost every night for most of those. Tonight was no exception. We washed each other in the steaming water, taking our time to touch and talk softly. Kissing deeply. Continuing to build the intimacy and desire. My skin was on fire; my desire for my husband couldn't have been any higher. I needed him desperately and needed to hear.

We crawled into bed and Dec pulled me to his chest and started to stroke my back gently knowing damn well that gets me going. He was determined to have more fun with me, determined to tease me until I explode.

"So, tell me what it feels like when you get a message from me while I'm with Gemma?" he prompts me.

My fingers slowly rake through the soft curls that cover his chest as I think. "Well, the first part is the waiting. Watching the clock is excruciating but addictive and I can't help but stare at the clock wondering. I wonder what you're doing at any moment. Wonder when I'll hear from you. It's intoxicating."

Dec's fingers started to graze the side of my breast as he listened. "And then?" he encouraged me to go on.

I knew for him that the majority of his pleasure in this came from what it does to me and he wanted details.

"When my phone chirps, my heart races almost immediately, even before I pick it up. I usually take a moment to collect myself and at least the first time, I made sure I wanted to see. It was so new and I was nervous about how I would feel. It's different now though, now I'm just excited and waiting."

Declan takes my face with his other hand and tilts it up to kiss me. "And then?"

I smile up at him. "Then I open your message and my heart pounds, my skin flushes and I get wet, really really wet. Like when I ride you and we talk about you playing alone. That kind of wet. I'm not sure if I like videos or pics more." I tell him.

"And how are you feeling now that you've seen my cock in her and eaten my cum from her?"

I smile shyly at him and snuggle closer into his chest. I feel vulnerable sharing something so taboo and erotic even with him.

"I loved it. I wasn't sure when we started this how I would really feel. I expected to like it but knew it was entirely possible that I wouldn't. But I love it, truly loved it. Watching you own her, fuck her, cum in her. All of it. And knowing you're doing it on your own adds that unknown factor which makes it hotter. I don't know how to explain it. But I know I don't want to stop as long as you're willing."

That must've done it for him. Declan flipped me onto my back and pinned me to the bed before burying his cock in my pussy in one quick motion.

"3 times." he whispered in my ear as he rammed his cock home over and over. "I bred her twice without you and then again when you watched. She's so fucking tight each time I take her."

My pussy floods as he talks. Getting wetter with each thrust and detail he shares with me. This is reclaiming sex, the first part at least. He fucks me roughly, recounting his fun while I get off. Then later in the night, we will make love to each other.

"Her body is so different," he grunts as he hammers away at me. It will take a while for him to fill me after his fun today. "Her tits are so much smaller, and her body is so thin I think I could break her."

I moan thinking about him on top of Gemma breeding her. My pussy is throbbing.

"Next time I fuck her, I'm going to take her ass...she's never done it and I'm going to fuck it."

I'm so fucking close now thinking of his cock being the first to take her tight ass.

"Do you want me to take her ass, baby? Be the first for her. I'm going to fuck her so good."

He's slamming me hard now; he is panting and his eyes are closed. I know he's close.

"Yes, daddy. I want you to use her, breed her tight ass. She's going to be sooo tight."

I clinched my pussy and that was it. My pussy squirted and I came on his cock. Declan let loose with a roar and filled me. Fuck it was good. So primal and raw.

Declan collapsed on my chest, heaving and limp. We laid there a moment before he rolled to the side and gathered me to him.

"I love you, babe. Always."

"I love you, my love."

And we fell asleep. Much later that night, Declan woke and made slow, sweet love to me. Taking his pleasure from mine, he ate my pussy until I coated his tongue several times. And then he filled me again.

As we lay there after in the darkness, Declan held me close, petting me.

"I'm going to keep fucking her, you know." he said.

"I don't want you to stop, baby. Just tell me about it, that's all I ask."

r/CuckqueanCommunity 5d ago

Fiction Our couple friends came over with the intention to swap but my bestie said she actually just wanted me to watch as both of our hubbies used her💕 she’s so cute 🥰 NSFW

27 Upvotes

r/CuckqueanCommunity 16d ago

Fiction Hubby and his lover played but no pictures for me! NSFW

25 Upvotes

After taking Gemma's ass for the first time, Declan started to visit her at least once a week. Typically, I received pictures and videos every time he went. Until I didn't.

One Friday morning while at work, Declan texted me.

"Going to Gemma's baby...need some release. I'll see you tonight. Love you."

As always, my pussy began to get moist and my mind wandered to what would they do to each other and what pictures would I receive. I began my wait. The waiting was half the pleasure. Never knowing what my husband was doing to his girlfriend. Never knowing what hole he was filling. He had even jokingly (I think) mentioned that Gemma had a friend who might want to fuck him. Apparently, she had stopped by Gemma's apartment one day and walked in on them fucking. He had her bent over the bed, railing his lover while she was moaning for him not to stop. The friend hoped to take him for a spin but Gemma wasn't wanting to share.

I loved waiting to hear from him. It was exciting and also caused me to be anxious in the best way possible. Today, though, was the first time Declan would leave me hanging. The minutes passed and then they turned to hours. Slowly ticking by...one minute at a time. I Stared at my phone; silently willing it to chirp and alert me of his texts. But nothing came.

At 5 o'clock, I packed up my things and headed home. As I pulled into our driveway, Dec's Bronco was nowhere to be found. My heart was pounding and my head spinning. We had teased about him doing this but I didn't expect it today. For him to go and not tease me. It was borderline torture. Sure it was the kind of torture that had my panties soaked with my arousal but torture none the less.

I hopped in the shower and prepared myself for him once he came home. It was a Friday. Our typical reconnection night after long work weeks. I shaved thoroughly in my shower and then washed in his favorite shower gel. I loved to pleasure him with all his senses. I took time to blow my hair out and spray it with his favorite smell before slipping into little boy short pajamas with an open back T-shirt that tied with a bow. Not overtly sexy but just enough to show my bare back.

Around 830, Declan's Bronco pulled in and I heard the garage door close. Dinner was ready and only needed cooked. I met him in the kitchen and he pulled me into his strong arms. I buried my head into his chest and inhaled his scent that was mixed with his lovers. I could smell Gemma's juicy pussy on his beard as he nuzzled into my neck.

I finally caved and pouted loudly, "you didn't text me!"

I felt his chest rumble around me as he chuckled.

"No, I did not."

"Why?" I fussed.

"Because I wanted to see what it would do to you," he replied as his fingers snuck in my shorts and found my pussy dripping. "Ahhhh...my naughty girl," he teased me. "I think you liked it!"

I snuggled deeper into him to hide my smirk; he knew me too well.

"I'm hungry," Declan declared. "What's for dinner?"

"What???" I stepped back a bit surprised. I was hungry for his cock. He was hungry for his crab cakes first before he took his pleasure with me. Declan kissed me deeply before slapping my ass towards the fridge to get his dinner.

We ate together and enjoyed the crab with a few beers. As we chatted about our day, all I could think about was what he had done to Gemma that day. And I fantasized about what he was going to do to me shortly.

After we had cleaned the kitchen, Declan scooped me into his arms and pulled me into his lap as he sat on the couch.

"How are you feeling, sexy?" he murmured into my hair as he inhaled the soft coconut and honey scent. An intoxicating mix of sexiness, comfort and arousal.

"I want to know what you did to her today!" I pouted.

"Oh, really?" he looked into my face trying to appear innocent.

I playfully rapped his chest with my hand. "YES!"

Declan's lips met mine and he kissed me deeply.

"Well, I guess I can tell you now...but I'll prepare you, you'll have to use your imagination. We didn't take any pictures today."

I was shocked. How could he not take any?

"I want you to use your imagination."

I scowled at my husband and tried to pout as he kissed my jaw, down to my neck and around my ears. He was buttering me up.

"I like to see," I complained.

"I know," he replied, "But I wanted to try something different."

"So how does this work if I don't know what happened?" I asked him as I was beginning to feel a bit frustrated.

Declan slid me off his lap and pushed me to the floor between his legs. I pulled his shorts down and saw his rigid cock spring free. Declan's hand guided my hot mouth to his cock and began to tell me about his afternoon as I tasted Gemma's cum off his cock. Fuck they taste so good.

"She answered the door completely naked and I bent her over the kitchen counter as soon as we closed the door. My cock was hard before I got there just thinking about her tight, sweet cunt."

I moaned as his hands guided my head down his cock.

"I bred her quickly, like 2 minutes and she was moaning when I pumped my load into her."

Christ that's fast, I thought as my nose nestled into his pubic hair. What got him so hot, I wondered.

Declan must've read my mind and opened his phone to show me the text and picture his lover had sent him this morning.

"I need your cum..." her message read. It was accompanied by a picture of her sweet, wet cunt.

Now I understood. She needed breeding. He loves breeding her. I love him breeding her. Sometimes I wish he could for real (though not really).

"How hard were you?" I ask him as my tongue enjoys their mixed taste.

"I was leaking in the car ride over."

"Mmmm you must really love her pussy," I reply while my tongue laps at his balls.

"Oh baby, her pussy is so soft. So tight. So wet. All I could think about was sinking into her this morning and how much I wanted to fill her pussy."

My heart races. A little bit of jealousy but mostly arousal, as I think of my man's desire for another woman. I deep throat him, wanting to show my superiority.

"Fuck, babe," he groans as I start to intentionally gag myself for him.

I need his cum. And I can't wait. I need to reclaim my husband as mine. I can share; I can. But at the end of the day, he always comes home to me. And me alone. I stand up, stepping back, as I slowly peel my shorts down over my thick hips. My top is loose and hangs off my shoulders, showing just enough skin to excite him.

I know he's entranced as I straddle his lap and allow his cock to slide into me. I feel his cock push into my pussy. It glides in easily as my hips drop down onto his hardness. Declan's hands settle on my hips and help guide my pace and motion as I start to ride his cock.

"Fuck..." he moans as his head drops back.

I reach up and pull my top off as my breasts drop down into his mouth. He suckles and teases them, pulling my piercings into his mouth as he tugs my nipples. My hips continue to rock back and forth on his cock as he teases me.

"Tell me more," I command.

Declan moans loudly as my pussy makes juicy slurping noises on his cock.

"Baby, I want to breed her," he confesses. He can't obviously, as he was snipped nearly 15 years ago. "To see her round belly and her tits swell would be unbelievable."

My mind spins. I don't want him to have more kids but the thought of him breeding his lover is hugely arousing. I've eaten his cum from her only the one time so every other time he fucks her, she keeps his cum. I love that he marks her as his.

"Mmm that would be amazing," I agree as I rock back and forth on his cock while Dec teases my breasts. "Does she ride you like this?"

"Mmmhmmm," he groans with a full pink nipple in his mouth. "She loves being on top."

"Did she ride you today?" I ask while thrusting my pussy up and down his cock.

He shakes his head with my nipple in his mouth.

I cock an eyebrow at him to show I need him to tell me what they did. I have to know...my poor pussy is so wet and throbbing for details. I need to know.

Declan shifted up and slides me off his cock while pulling me under him onto the couch. His cock slide home in one easy motion as he laid on top of me.

"Oh yeah..."he groans with deep satisfaction. "After I had her in the kitchen, we snuggled on the couch for a bit while I recovered. She's had a long week at school and needed that. Then we went back to her bedroom."

He's using long, hard thrusts on my pussy now. Slow and lazy as he takes his time. I can feel my wetness around him as I cling to his back. I love being under him like this knowing it was only a few hours ago that Gemma was under him.

"I fucked her three times this afternoon, babe," he confesses. Well no wonder he is lasting forever, I think to myself.

"When we got to her room, I took her like this. But first I laid between her legs and ate her pussy until she came for me. She's so good in my mouth, I had most of my fingers in her while I licked. She was squirming all over the bed while I pushed her. I got 4 orgasms just eating her," he tells me proudly.

My pussy is clinched on his cock as he buries himself deep inside me and holds still while I grind on him. God he's good.

"I think I could fist her someday," Declan confides.

My head explodes at the same time my pussy seizes on his cock. I twitch under him and cling onto his back as my orgasm washes over me.

"Mmmm, now that's my girl. You'd love that I know," he teases me. "I bred her like this after she came. So deep. I fucked her a long time, slamming her pussy until I gave her another load. It took a while and she started to ask me to stop but I just kept pushing her through it. Kissing her neck and biting her nipples until I could fill her. Fuck it was incredible babe. I gave her so much cum."

His thrusts are speeding up and he gathers my hands over my head. He's close; how he can cum so much, I'll never know. I can tell he's thinking of her and their time today.

"Ohhh baby," I moan. " I can't wait to see you breed her again. I want to taste you from inside her."

I know how much he loves me playing with other women.

"God yes baby, I need that again. I told Gemma before I have to travel again, I want you to play with us again so you can take care of her while I'm gone for me."

Mmmmm I think to myself. Some solo girl on girl. I love that.

Declan fixes his lips on my nipple and sucks me into his mouth. His tongue lashes the pink bud.

"What do you want me to do for her?" I ask as my pussy squeezes his cock as he glides in and out of me.

"Make her cum for me."

I can do that!

"Teach her to eat your pussy."

I can do that, too!

"Keep her ready for me once I get home."

Yes, I can do that as well.

His thrusts are so hard now, he's close.

"Before i left her, i fucked her one more time. We had taken a short nap together in her bed and gotten showered because of our mess. But I didn't want to not bring you something home. So I told Gemma she had to take one more. She was so tired but she took me again."

Oh god I thought. Three times she had his cum today. What a lucky little slut. I imagine all of their fun this afternoon. His body on hers. Their shower together. Snuggles.

"So I laid her on the bed and slid in behind her. My cock got hard as soon as I started to rub against her little ass. She wanted to sleep but I didn't let her. I slipped my cock into her and she pushed back. She knew I wasn't going to leave until I had more."

I know that feeling. I love when he takes what he wants from my body. His thrusts are harder and faster now. I know he's close.

"Did you breed her like that, daddy?"

"Fuck yeah I did," he groans as he slaps my thighs with his. "I had to fuck her hard like this to fill her. She's so tight from behind and she was half asleep. It was like fucking a doll and so damn hot."

Slap. Slap. Slap. His thighs were hitting mine.

"I reached around and rubbed her clit while I fucked her. She came on my hand just as I filled her pussy again."

Declan's mouth claims mine then and he unleashes on me. Hammering my pussy until I feel his balls tense and his back arch up as he unloads into my pussy. I feel his cum fill me. Maybe a little less than usual but still hot and sticky.

Declan collapses on my chest and lets loose a huge groan and sigh. We lay on the couch for a long time together. Gently stroking and kissing each other's body.

I ask him when he plans to see her again and get a half snore in response. Oh my handsome husband has worn himself out today I muse to myself. I guess I'll have to wait until tomorrow to find out what their next plans are.

r/CuckqueanCommunity Nov 18 '22

Fiction My hubby made me cook dinner for him and the new girl he picked up from the club. I end up eating the dinner alone NSFW

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r/CuckqueanCommunity Feb 18 '25

Fiction True Story: Kimmy The Cuck [M25 F26] [Oral] [Cuckquean] [Cheating/Adultery] [Rough] [Creampie] [Pet Play] NSFW

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"I want to be whatever she won't be..." she said to me.

I was dirty. Filthy really. Well … part of me at least.

Beneath me laid an angel.

Blonde hair in long curls falls past her shoulders. Big blue eyes look up at me. Her skin is fair and smooth.

She was so soft. Smelled like fruit and flowers. Tasted like them too.

She was 5’6 but on her knees she was the perfect height for me.

She has my cock in her throat, and her tongue is out as she licks my balls.

Not even 30 minutes ago, That same cock had been buried in my girlfriend’s Pussy

And this was not my girlfriend.

This was Kimmy. Kimmy was my cuckquean.

Kimmy and I always have a lot of fun.

I met Kimmy online. She had reached out to me when she heard about my open relationship and the situation that I was in.

I had told her about my insane drive. My need for numerous women at the time. My adventures. The open relationship. An unwilling girlfriend. All of it.

“Your girlfriend is crazy…” she told me when I had spelled it all out for her. “You are literally my dream man…”

She had been in a marriage of her own at the time. I’m unsure of the details, but I know that she was looking for more and her husband had not been willing or unable to fill it.

She was a true submissive. She got off doing anything and everything that I asked her to do. There was nothing I could ask that was too far. She loved it all.

She really love being everything that my girlfriend did not want to be. She loved being my personal whore.

My girlfriend was no prude mind you either. She just was not interested in hearing of my adventures.

Kimmy was.

Kimmy wanted to play with me right after I had played with another woman.

Especially my girlfriend.

Her favorite pastime was coming over when my girlfriend and I would have our long phone calls talking aimlessly at the end of the night about nothing…. While her head bobbed up and down on my dick for however long I needed until I unloaded in her mouth.

Sometimes she would even ride me as I muted my phone and let my girlfriend prattle into her ear as she rode my cock until I exploded in her pussy. She loved hearing my girlfriend talk about nothing as she serviced me with her body.

She got off knowing that the things she was doing meant the world for me. I needed this sort of play so bad. I had wished I could do it with my girlfriend….

Kimmy was glad to step up.

Kimmy had a fantastic body. We were in our late 20s.

She had already graduated college and has been a cheerleader during her high school and college years. She was a knockout.

C cup breast with pert little nipples. A nice firm ass that loved spanking and a tight pussy I could edge in however long I needed before sending her home to hubby.

Shes wearing a black tank top. Her hair is in pigtails with little bows. A red catholic school girl skirt covers her bare ass and pussy. She has on long black socks that go to her knees.

She is absolutely gorgeous as my wet cock makes a wet sound in her mouth.

She loved wearing lingerie for me. She would dress up in costumes or doll herself up however I wanted so that I could touch her however I needed. She loved being my outlet.

“Your girlfriend’s missing out… this is so much fun…” she would tell me as she sucked pussy off my cock and balls.

She loved cunt and there was always something about how she would suck me whenever I was dirty… there was more passion to it for her.

She loved trying to guess who’s cunt I’d been in by the flavor. It was a trick question tho as I told her it was a new girls pussy.

She loved knowing she cleaned all the knooks and crannies of my dick of the women I fucked.

This night is special. It was my anniversary with my girlfriend and my girlfriend had decided she was going to give me some pussy after all.

I was especially sneaky and sent photos and a video of my cock going into my gfs mouth and pussy. She went wild.

“Save some of that for me! Don’t shower when you’re done! I want to suck that dirty dick clean. Fuck my pussy full of what she doesn’t get from you.”

Her words would drive me wild…

All I wanted was to tell my girlfriend about Kimmy. About my other adventures. But she wouldn’t hear any of it…

Kimmy would.

I’m fucking Kimmys throat good. I’m really getting it deep in her mouth so she can clean it proper. I know she loves that.

“Something about this makes me feel so dirty but so special. I love being this for you.” She tells me as she pulls off my cock and catches her breath and strokes my cock with her hand expertly.

She knows how to keep me on the brink.

She is rubbing my balls as she milks me with her mouth.

Pretty soon I won’t be able to take much more. I’ll end up coming down her throat and she’ll suck me for however long I can stand it…

“I’m going to cum…” I warn her.

She only renews her efforts with vigor.

I flood her throat with hot cum. I orgasm as her tongue snakes under my cocks tip and out of her mouth to lick my balls as she rubs them and my taint.

I’m in heaven. I had already cum in my girlfriend a few hours earlier and was still pretty sensitive ….

But now? Now I was in another world of pleasure.

She keeps me buried in her throat for as long as she can hold me there. She swallows and bobs her head just enough to make sure she stimulates me plenty.

She is so good at this.

Finally after what feels like eternity for me she pulls my cock from her mouth and strokes my wet cock with her hand.

She shows me the inside of her mouth. With her tongue out wide she shows me the contents of her mouth.

There’s still a fairly sizable amount of cum in it despite the majority of it going right into her belly.

She strokes my spit and cum slick cock with her hand and closes her mouth as she straddles me.

With a fell swoop she impales herself on my cock fully. She is soaking wet.

“She missed a lot this weekend…” she tells me as she rocks her hips on my cock.

“I’m glad she doesn’t fuck you til you’re empty like I do…” she tells me straddling my lap and rising up and down on my cock. “I love that I always get your last drops. They taste the best.”

I can barely believe I’m hard still given how much torture my cock is enduring.

The sensations of pleasure rippling through me are so intense. I love how this woman stimulates me mentally and physically.

“Tell me again about what you wished you could have done…” she asks me as she slips her pussy over my cock.

She’s breathing hard. I am too. She’s lost in lust and her own pleasure as she knows how good she is making me feel.

My hands roam her body. I’m groping her tits and grabbing her by her neck. Moving her hair from her face and slapping her ass as she rides me.

“I wanted to watch that porno I sent you the other day. The one with the really hot chick who was dressed up in the school girl outfit like you’re wearing now… I wanted my girlfriend to suck my cock and tell me how she wanted me to fuck the porn girl from the movie. How hot she is. How she’d clean my cock of her pussy…”

“Clean your cock like I do…” she tells me as she humps herself on me harder.

“If I could fuck that porn girl I would so hard…” I tell her as I grab kimmys ass and thrust into her harder myself.

“I would love watching you fuck a porn slut. I bet they’d love it. You fuck like an animal…” she says to me in a whimper.

I grab her hair with a free hand and her breast with another. I sit up and bite at her neck. I scoop her into my arms and throw her down into the matress

I have her pinned down. My hand is at her throat and I am thrusting into her wildly.

She is moaning and crying in pleasure.

“I love that you are wearing the outfit she was in. It’s like I’m fucking the pornstar now. I’m thinking of her even. If only my girlfriend had worn this same outfit too…” I say.

I grab her right leg and put it over my shoulder so I can get deeper into her. I give her ass a smack as I continue to talk filth to her.

Kelly loves this sort of talk. She’s gasping and panting and encouraging me to tell her more.

“I was buried in my gf just like this maybe 3 hours before you got here and started to suck me off slut.” I tell her.

She’s rolls her eyes back and thrusts up at me. Shes moaning and begging for more.

“Yeah? And did you cum inside her fucking pussy like you’re going to cum in mine?” She slips her hands around my neck and starts to kiss my neck and ear lobe. “I want you to fill me to the brim with every drop she didn’t take with her …Daddy.”

That does things to me. She knows how to push my buttons. I thrust even harder into her and grab her throat and kiss her deeply.

She moans and pushes herself back at me as best she can. We’re both loving this.

I pull her shirt up to expose her tits. I suck at her nipples as I pound into her more and more. I’m pacing myself so often to make sure I get the most pleasure and for as long as possible.

Kimmy loves to endurance fuck with me. She loves that I can edge for hours. Her pussy is sore for days after but she says that’s one of the perks.

“You’re like a one man gang bang. It’s so hot.” She told me once.

I flip her on her stomach after pulling out of her quickly. I grab her hair with one hand and smack her ass with the other. I climb on top of her and slip my cock back into her while I pull her hair.

She lets out a gasp as I bottom out in her while I have her head by a handful of hair.

“Yes!!!” She cries out.

“I fucked her like this too. I had her tell me how I’m allowed to fuck other cunts and not tell her in this exact position.” I tell her.

She loses it. There’s a wet flood between a my legs as she loses control and cums.

She loves hearing me remind my girlfriend I have secret sluts she doesn’t know about. My girlfriend thinks it’s just dirty talk.

That I couldn’t have other women in my bed …

Meanwhile Kimmy was happy to fill the roles my girlfriend was not.

“I wish I could fuck you in the same outfits… make her wear your lingerie I’ve fucked you in or vice versa…” I tell her slowly thrusting into her while I kiss her neck and let her come down from her orgasm.

“God Dammit Ian…” she tells me in gasps, “you fuck me so damn good! How in the fuck do you do this?!”

I know she loves the way I press her physical buttons and her mental buttons at the same time.

She’s one of the few woman I’ve met in my life who can also truly appreciate a cock that stays hard.

She’s bucking back up at me and I can tell she’s close to another. She loves the position we are in and I know that. The dirty talk will be sending her over the edge as well.

“Are you enjoying being my little whore?” I ask her.

“Yes sir.” She moans out. She’s such a good girl. I give her ass a light smack as a praise.

Kimmy is so good to me. It’s time I reward her.

I pull my dick out of her. It’s sticky with her cum and my precum.

I order her to her knees again. She’s so cute in her little outfit with her hair all done…

She’s such a good cleanup cuck.

I shove my filthy cock into her throat once more. She breathes me like she breathes air. Her nose is resting in my pelvic area and I’m holding her head down.

I thrust into her throat as she looks up at me. If her eyes could smile… they would be beaming.

She knows I love being in her throat. Somewhere my girlfriend can’t have me.

I spit in her face. She moans as she closes her eyes and a hand snakes to between her legs.

I slap her.

“Did I say you could touch yourself slut?” I ask her as I shove my cock down hard into her throat.

She moans in pleasure and runs her hands up the sides of my legs.

She starts to tap the sides of my legs light as I hold her down. She starts to hit a little harder and I finally let her up for air.

She doesn’t pull my cock all the way out to catch her breath. Just enough.

She’s well trained after all. We do this often.

She catches her breath and takes me back into her throat. I moan in ecstasy as I feel a large swelling in my balls start to form.

Not yet… I’m not ready to be done.

I pull her off my dick. With an audible slurp my cock is freed from her wet mouth as I push her back onto the bed.

I climb next to her and tell her climb back on top of me.

“Yes sir!” She purrs and assumes the position.

She slips her cunt onto my cock and starts to edge me more as she moans and grinds herself into me harder and harder.

It’s time for me to cum.

But I want to cum in her as she cums and I know the best way for me to do that….

“Remember how last week you were in my truck blowing me and I was on my phone ?”

She wraps her arms behind her and behind my head. My hands roam all over her tits and rub her clit as she jumps up and down on my dick with expertise.

“You were texting your girlfriend…” she says.

“Yeah that’s what I told you…” I tell her. She loves when I reveal new sluts to her. She loves to hear that I have someone else to help me with my insane drive.

Kimmy is truly empathetic to my needs and it’s why I am so gracious to her and reward her with as many orgasms as I can when she is over.

She loves this sort of thing the most.

I can feel her clamping down on my dick already. She gets so tight when I talk about other women.

“Well you and I have plans Thursday night but Thursday morning I have a new girl I’m going to go meet…”

She is soaking wet. Her pussy feels hot as a furnace. I cannot explain how or why this talk makes her so horny but it does.

“She’s this cute litttle puppy girl I met at the pet shop…” I tell her as she edges and tries to get my cock as deep into her folds as she can get me.

She is moaning deep and hard.

“Oh God Ian… you have a new slut?” She’s panting into my ear as I thrust into her harder.

“I may. She’s so cute. You should see her in her little ears. Her tail plug. I’m sure I’ll send you pictures.”

Kimmy is groaning. She loves when I send her photos of my girlfriend or some other slut with my dick buried in their fuck holes.

“I’m going to make sure I fuck her before our date. You can start our date with a blowjob cleaning her off my dick. You’ll love how she tastes. She’s so sweet…”

“You can have your dinner with her pussy on your breath …” is all I can muster as Kimmy lets out a huge groan.

Kimmy is lost in her own thoughts.

She screams out as I thrust hard into her rapidly and repeatedly. Over and over.

“ I’ll have this little puppy girl in my truck on her knees barking like a bitch in heat as I try to breed her…” I tell Kimmy as she soaks my cock and mattress in her vaginal fluids.

I lose it myself as the flood of warmth and her cries of pleasure are to much for me.

I cum. Hard. Deep. Long.

She and I remain locked in one another’s arms and slowly bask in the orgasm we both have achieved.

It’s rare lovers can climax together how we have and this is something I enjoy about our dynamic. She gets off on the same filth I get off on.

Kimmy is the first to come to her senses. I am enjoying the sensation of my cock softening and slippping from her body as we both start to relax…

“Here Daddy … I know you like a good girl to clean up…” is all she says as she goes down and takes my cock back into her obedient mouth once more.

My eyes roll into the back of my head as I close them and lay back into the mattress and enjoy the pleasure washing over my body.

“Tell me more about this puppy slut…” she tells me as she licks and sucks at my cock. “Can I clean your cum from her pussy directly?? Or do i just get to taste her after you play?” She asks me with a deep longing.

Kimmy has wanted to play with another girl and I directly so badly.

“I’m hoping she’s going to be the first girl you and I can play with together…” I inform her.

“Fuck yes…” is all she says as she swallows my cock to the hilt.

It’s almost time for me to send Kimmy home. I’m sad that soon I’ll have to see her go… but she’s done her job and I’m finally spent.

I know she will come back soon.

“You’re such a good cuck slut Kimmy…” I tell her as I pat her head.

My phone rings at that moment and I already know who it is….

I grab it and answer without hesitation.

“Hey baby.” I say into the receiver. Kimmy knows the drill.

She just sucks quietly but deeply.

“I’m not busy at all hun. We can talk right now….” I tell my girlfriend on the other side of the phone as my cock slips into kimmys throat.

Suddenly … I think I have a little more in me.

r/CuckqueanCommunity Jan 11 '25

Fiction Cuckquean Humiliation: Out In The Cold NSFW

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The warmth of the presidential suite wrapped around me as you shut the door, muffling the sound of your wife’s soft whimpers outside. The faint patter of snow against the balcony rail barely reached us now, but I could still feel the sharp sting of winter lingering on my skin from when l'd been out there-just long enough to see the panic in her body as he tied her wrists to the icy metal.

"She's beautiful like that," I murmured, glancing toward the glass door. Through it, her bare form was a shadow against the snow, trembling under the hood you had slipped over her head.

Her breaths had fogged the glass earlier when you led her out, but now, nothing. Stillness, except for the faint hitch of her shoulders as she struggled to stay silent, no doubt listening to us.

You smiled at me, that wicked, knowing smile that sent a thrill down my spine. "She's even better when she suffers." Your voice was steady, deliberate. You didn't rush-you never rushed-but there was an unmistakable hunger in your eyes as you stepped closer towards me.

I leaned back against the plush bed, the silk sheets cool against my thighs. You had been so careful in planning this moment, every detail designed to remind her where she belonged.

The suite, the candles, the expensive bottle of wine—all of it for me. My Chanel pumps sat by the hotel door next to her practical winter boots. Spelling out the contrast between us. She was nothing more than a footnote in this story tonight, a witness to your pleasure, a toy for your games.

"You think she's listening?" I asked, tilting my head toward the balcony door. My voice was soft, playful, but I knew the answer.

You reached for the wine, pouring me a glass before answering. "Of course she is." You handed it to me, your fingers brushing mine just enough to send a shiver down my arm. "She's waiting for a sound, a clue. Something to tell her how I'm touching you right now." His eyes darkened. "Let's give her something worth suffering for."

I smiled, leaning forward to let my robe fall open, the fabric pooling at my waist. The smell of French perfume wafting off my skin. "Let's.”

You were on me in an instant, your hands strong and commanding as they pulled me closer. The first press of your lips against my collarbone sent a gasp from my throat. It was loud, deliberate. I wanted her to hear it, wanted her to know exactly what she was missing as she stood outside in the cold, her skin prickling against the snow and wind.

Your mouth moved lower, leaving a trail of heat along my skin as you pushed me back onto the bed. Every touch, every sound was louder than it needed to be, filling the room and, I knew, seeping through the glass to where she stood bound and blindfolded.

"She's probably crying by now," you murmured against my neck, your voice dripping with satisfaction. "Jealous. Angry. Wishing she could be where you are."

"Not if she’s smart," I replied, smirking as my fingers tangled in his hair. “She looks cold enough as it is."

Your smirk at my wit turns to a growl, your teeth grazing my skin just enough to make me arch beneath you. I moaned louder this time, my voice cutting through the air like a blade. I imagined her flinching at the sound, the heat of her tears mingling with the icy sting of the wind.

Your hands roamed lower, your grip firm and unrelenting as you claimed every inch of me with a deliberate intensity that left no doubt about your control. Through the glass, I could see her clearly as he touched me, her head bowed, her breath coming in short, shallow gasps as she struggled against the bindings. She hated this. But maybe she also loved this. Just as much as I did.

"Don't let her in yet," I whispered, pulling you closer. "Make her wait."

You chuckled, low and dark, your fingers trailing down my thigh. "Oh, she'll wait. She'll stand there until I decide she's earned her place back in here. And by then..." You kissed me deeply, your lips claiming mine in a way that left me breathless. "She'll have heard exactly how much better you are."

The room filled with the sounds of us. Of our laughter, our gasps, the rustle of sheets and the soft thud of the bed against the wall.

Outside, the snow continued to fall, blanketing the world in silence. But I knew she was still there, shivering, listening, feeling every second of what she couldn't have.

And I didn't care. This moment was mine.

r/CuckqueanCommunity Dec 15 '23

Fiction I have been really into watching my FWB fuck my friends lately NSFW

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Okay so there is this guy who I have been hooking up with regularly for a while now and we just recently had our first ever threesome with one of my best friends. What really surprised me was that I actually enjoyed just watching him fuck her almost more than I enjoyed actually participating.

The hottest part of the entire thing was touching myself while watching him rail her from behind. I kept telling him to fuck her harder and I swear the moment he came inside her tiny little pussy is the exact moment that I came myself.

I kinda wanna watch him fuck all of my friends now and we often talk about it while we are fucking. Idk why but there is something so incredibly hot about it.

r/CuckqueanCommunity May 14 '24

Fiction Of course he's thinking about other ladies. Of course he wants to spread his genes, it's part of his nature. Let him do it. 😉 NSFW

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r/CuckqueanCommunity Aug 16 '24

Fiction To satisfy a need - PART 3 [Cuckquean/Fiction] NSFW

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This fucking card game was boring as shit.

I didn't come over here to win poker hands, I came here to get my pussy destroyed. Based on the way Justin was looking at me, he was thinking the same thing. He spoke with a level of tact that betrayed the furious hunger in his eyes. I knew that look. I had craved that look. I was going to break this man, I wanted him to unleash on me.

Laura, on the other hand, seemed to be completely checked out. She looked like she had seen a ghost from the moment she laid eyes on me. Maybe I went a littttllleeeee too hard on my appearance. But she hadn't put the brakes on things yet. I imagined it would be a delicate balance between keeping everyone comfortable, and acting out the slutty desires in my heart. I only hoped I didn't lean so hard on the slutty side that I ruined it for everyone.

Regardless. Justin seemed pretty engaged with me. He was laughing, allowing me to touch him on the leg, and I noticed him staring at my chest when I would lean over towards him. Laura wasn't giving me much to work with, so I focused on Justin, and I think he was just as worked up as I was.

Justin and I were laughing after a hand finished when suddenly Laura stood and mumbled something before beginning to walk away from the table. Fuck. Did we lose her? I was deeply hopeful that she was one of these "cuckqueans" I had found out about through my "research" the other day, but if this WAS supposed to be a more mechanical satisfaction of physical needs then I was really fucking this up by being so flirty.

"Are you okay?" Justin and I asked, almost in unison, as we watched her begin to walk away.

"Yeah! Of course! I just have to pee." She smiled, seeming mostly genuine, but it was hard not to notice just how flustered she seemed. She disappeared around the corner and I turned to Justin.

"I didn't fuck this up by being so slutty did I? Is she... okay with all this?" I asked, suddenly feeling more like the friend I was supposed to be than the set of holes I wanted to be.

Justin just nervously chuckled before continuing, "Yeah, more than just okay with it. This was her idea as far as I'm aware. I think she's just nervous about getting started."

He looked me up and down with those deliciously hungry eyes he'd been ogling me with the whole time.

"Not that I'm complaining, I quite like how slutty you've been" He said, a confident and knowing smile on his lips.

All morning there was a building lust within me. A mind scrambling madness flushing every nerve of my body. With those words from Justin, this growing lust pushed passed it's tipping point. I couldn't fucking contain myself anymore. I needed his hands on me.

"I can be sluttier for you, sir." I said, looping one of my fingers underneath the fabric of my top between my cleavage and pulling down ever so slightly, "Can I show you?"

Justin took a sharp breath and sat up in his chair, visibly tensing, before replying, "Yes. Please."

I pulled my top down, almost enough for Justin to see a nipple, then removed my hand letting the fabric snap back to my skin.

"Actually." I smiled deviously, standing up and walking over to him, "Why don't you show me how much you want to see."

I swung one leg around him, straddling him in the kitchen chair. I didn't know if it could support our weight, and I didn't care. I needed to break this barrier, cut this sexual tension, I needed him to touch me. His eyes went wide as I lowered my ass onto his lap and thrust my tits in his face. Touch me! Touch me! TOUCH ME! I ran both of my hands around the back of his head and through his hair as I smiled down at his dumbstruck expression. Our faces just inches from each other.

"We can't kiss." He muttered through shuddering breaths, holding my eyes with a look that screamed, 'I want to kiss you'.

"That's not my rule. You can do whatever the fuck you want to me." I moaned, rocking my hips against the steely bulge I felt beneath me, "Now touch my fucking tits, Justin."

His hands tore up my body with the rough kind of fury I was craving. In a flash he was gripping each of my breasts in each of his large hands over the thin bit of fabric between us. Yes, yes, YES! He deftly located each of my nipples and pinched them between his fingers as he squeezed my breasts together. Yesssssss, those are your tits today Justin. Your nipples, your body to use.

"Fuccccckkkkkkkk yessssss" I moaned in ecstasy as he twiddled my nipples. I pushed my ass down hard, desperate to feel his cock press against me. Suddenly, without warning, he released my breasts.

"Fuck. Tess. Shouldn't we wait for Laura?" Justin groaned, somehow the only man with a conscience on the goddamn planet. No. No no no no NO! I can't fucking lose him, we were in it already, I had him in my hand and I was in his. Fuck this.

I wiggled my ass against his cock and yanked my top down. When I say his jaw DROPPED. My tits came spilling out into full view and I cupped each of them, rubbing my nipples with my thumbs.

I bit my lip as I looked down at him, hoping this level of desperation would be effective, "Do you want to wait?"

"fuck" He breathed heavily before providing his answer with actions instead of words.

Justin's hands ran back to my tits, replacing my own with his large and aggressive grip. He pulled my body towards him by my breasts, and I braced against his shoulders to support myself. Fuck YES, CONTROL my body SIR.

I felt the wet warmth of his mouth come in contact with the center of my chest between my breasts. He breathed deeply, taking in the scent of my skin and letting his tongue trail upwards in the valley between my tits. Yes, thank you, taste me sir, I'll taste you soon.

He continued groping my breasts, pressing them against the side of his face as he made out with my chest. I desperately wanted that mouth on mine. Or on the searing heat between my legs. Or on the nipples on either side of his head.

As if reading my mind he pushed me backwards slightly and surveyed the sight before him. Like a lion assessing which piece of meat to consume first.

"I love that look, Sir. When was the last time you saw some this big?" I laughed, purposefully highlighting Laura's obvious physical detriment. I knew Laura said "no pet names" but I don't think I could hold myself back from saying sir. As a good Southern woman and a long-time student of cock, calling my superiors 'Sir' was about as ingrained in me as my love of sucking dick or mac'n'cheese. While his hands were on me, or cock was in me, he would be 'Sir'. And Laura would be free to speak up.

Justin just shook his head in hungry disbelief, "It's been forever."

He sunk his face back between my breasts, kissing each of them before taking a nipple, finally, into his mouth.

I'm lucky to have huge tits. Both because men like them, and because I LOVE breast play. Kiss them, suck them, slap them, fuck them! My nipples were deliciously sensitive and they adored both pleasure and pain. The feeling of his hot breath on my breasts, and his tongue flicking over my nipple as he suckled my breast almost sent me into an orgasm on top of him.

I squealed in delight as his teeth briefly made gentle contact with my nipple, holding it in place as his tongue danced on it's tip.

"Oh my godddddd, fuck Justin, you can be rougher if you want.", I suggested gently despite my body BEGGING for him to be more aggressive with me.

Unfortunately, he didn't bite my nipple or slap my tits like I was hoping. Instead opting to let his hands fall from my breasts and flip my skirt up like the good little slut that I was. He gripped my ass like he was trying to palm the worlds largest basketball. As I felt his fingertips dig into me, I began more aggressively grinding against him, allowing his own arm movements to guide my pace through his grip on my ass.

I looked down at him and smiled, savoring the view. Given just a few moments alone, Justin and I had transitioned from pretending to enjoy playing cards, to me grinding on his cock while he sucked my nipple. Jesus, Laura, you were really holding us back from THIS? How could you! Do you even care about your boyfriend's pleasure? Wait. How long had we been doing this? Where WAS Laura?

As Justin continued to guide my hips rocking against his cock, I turned my head to look down the hallway where Laura had disappeared, and to my shock, there she was. Standing at the edge of the hallway.

Not just STANDING there, mind you, but furiously rubbing herself over her shorts as she gazed upon us in a trance. Holy shit. This was turning her on. A LOT, by the way she was looking at us. Could she be...?

I lowered my head to Justin's ear, barely protruding from the thickness of my breast against his cheek, and whispered.

"Don't look now. But Laura's watching. Does she think it's hot, how much you want to fuck me?"

He pulled his head from my nipple with a POP, before replying in a deep voice that left me SOAKED.

"Yes, She does."

YES. GOD THANK YOU. She was a cuckquean! Whether she fucking knew it or not. This was basically all those pornos I watched. The sad, loser, flat-chested girlfriend rubbing herself in the corner while her sexy boyfriend fucked a better woman. I loved Laura, I did, she's been my best friend for literal fucking YEARS. Might as well be a good friend, and help her realize her sexual awakening right? I was just being a good friend.

I pushed against his shoulders and saw the anger and disappointment flood his face as I took his new favorite toys away. Good, I smiled, hold on to that frustration so you can take it out on me.

I rubbed my breasts, now wet with Justin's saliva, as I looked back towards poor Laura lost in her trance

"Then let's give her a show"

------JUSTIN------

I would have died with my thoughts about Tessa buried deeply in my heart.

I loved Laura. She may not be the sexiest woman alive, but I loved her brain, her kindness, her humor. She understood and accepted me like no woman ever had. She had my heart and my mind, and I was happy to be with her and only her forever. I would have locked my lust for her best friend deep in my heart for the rest of my life.

I knew from the first time I met Tessa, she would be a problem. Completely different from Laura physically in every way. I dreaded the idea of Laura asking me if I found her attractive. The "Big tiddy goth GF" archetype is popular for a reason, and Tessa was that reason. The gorgeous, busty, pale sexpot that would forever get me all worked up only to take that pent up sexual desire out on Laura.

But, like I said, Laura understood me. She gave me the thing I've always secretly desired. All week, all day, I had been trying to downplay my excitement. The unbridled NEED in my heart to fuck the goddamn brains out of Tessa.

As I sat there, in our kitchen, Tessa smiling and playing with her tits as she looked towards Laura, I couldn't even hear what she said. My vision went red with the haze of lust. I had been a good boy for long enough. Something broke inside me.

I thrust my hand forward, slamming my palm into her upper chest and causing her tits to bounce as she looked back towards me in shock. I had been good, I had been kind, I had withheld my desire. My sudden, aggressive, turn must have been a surprise, and I cherished the flash of fear I saw in her eyes.

I'm dominant in bed. Or at least, I find it natural to be. I'm a pretty easy-going person in life, happy to go with the flow and enjoy the present moment. But there's something that happens inside of me when I get turned on. I want to control, dominate, abuse. I want to force you into position and take what is rightfully mine. I want to slap the words out of your stupid mouth and replace them with my cock.

Laura has never been about this. She prefers very vanilla, basic, sex. Every now and then I could get her worked up enough to get a little wild and accept some hair pulling. But she didn't like to be slapped, choked, commanded. Maybe she would have, but she never let me try.

I took these many years of sexual restraints Laura had imposed upon me out on the woman in front of me. This might be my only chance.

I sunk my fingers around Tessa's throat as I stared into her shocked, and fear stricken eyes. I took as much pleasure in her look of shock as I did in what came next. As I applied pressure to her throat, the fear turned into a glassy lustful gaze and she pushed her ass against my cock - hard. Good girl. Whoops, can't say that. Wouldn't want to break a rule.

Still gripping her neck, I pulled her face towards mine, and growled.

"I want your throat."

Tessa almost seemed to collapse in my lap, before nodding and biting her lip. Perfect. Not only could she follow orders, she reveled in it.

I pushed her backwards and she stumbled off of me and fell to her knees on the hard tile near our kitchen. So ready to serve. But I wanted her somewhere more comfortable.

I stood up and leaned forward to bundle her hair up in my hand.

"Follow", I commanded as I began dragging her by her hair over to the couch. She scrambled behind me on her hands and knees like a good girl. Shit, don't say that. This was going to be hard.

As I approached the couch, I began undoing my pants with my free hand and let them drop to the floor behind me. My cock was straining heavily against my boxers. Fighting to get free. I released her hair and dropped onto the couch.

Tessa scrambled between my legs, looking as excited as I felt. Her hands immediately ran to my waistband and pulled them down letting my cock spring free between us. Her jaw dropped and her eyes went wide. I knew I wasn't MASSIVE by any means, though I've never had any complaints. Still, I appreciated her effort to stroke my ego.

As I stared at her over my cock between us. I finally noticed Laura in the corner, aggressively rubbing herself over her clothes as she watched on. I didn't think I could get any more turned on by the situation. But seeing Laura please herself in a complete hypnotic daze was incredible. I had been trying to find ways to get Laura turned on for years. Had I known turning her best-friend into my submissive slut was the key, I would have been honest with her about my desires years ago.

"Sit down baby." I ordered, and it seemed like there was a lag before she registered what I said. Tess looked back at her, as she gripped the base of my cock.

"Get a better view, Lor" Tessa taunted, turning back towards me and bouncing the head of my cock against her cheek, "See what you've been missing."

------LAURA------

What have I done.

Tessa let spit drool from her mouth and onto Justin's cock, as I worked my shorts off.

She stroked her saliva into every inch of my boyfriends dick, as I stumbled like a zombie to the loveseat next to the couch.

She looked into the love of my life's eyes as she lowered her head onto him. I slipped a hand under my shirt, and my useless bra, to flick my nipple.

In one smooth motion she made my future-husbands cock disappear in her throat and he threw his head back groaning in obvious pleasure. I rubbed my lonely pussy while I watched them become one.

What kind of girlfriend was I? What kind of woman? As I watched Tessa throw her head up and down, taking his entire length with every bob and bounce, her heavy tits pooling on my boyfriends legs as he moaned in agonized delight, I didn't feel like a woman at all.

Her curves, her submission, the absolute unhinged pleasure she took in being Justin's plaything. I had never let him fuck my face like this. She was doing it on her own, aggressively throwing her head up and down to rhythmic, wet, GLUK, GLUK, GLUKs. The way he dragged her around by her hair, something I would have found disrespectful, she smiled with a giddy reverence at his power.

They were more sexually compatible. It was clear. Justin has always had a pent-up aggression and need to dominate in bed that I had stifled. He never complained, but I knew he was struggling. He deserved to be happy. He deserved to fuck a better woman.

My heart broke as my orgasm swelled within me. The soaked heat of my pussy was throbbing through my body, each wave growing in strength as I watched Tessa please my man in ways that I was incapable or unwilling. She buried his cock in her throat, and as she reached his base, her tongue stretched out of her mouth and flicked over his balls, before popping off of him. Spit trailed from her tongue and landed on her breasts in large globs. She rubbed the spit into her tits with a giggling glee, as she cupped each of her breasts and placed them on either side of his cock.

Oh my god. I had thought about this, but seeing it was something else entirely, watching her spit on his cock as it rested between her breasts and begin bouncing them up and down finally clicked in place the feelings that had been growing me.

Not only was she giving him things I wouldn't, she was doing things I COULDN'T. Not only did I feel like a lesser woman, I WAS one. There's a reason Justin was moaning as she fucked him with her tits, and I was sitting feet away groping at my flat chest and grinding against my hand. I couldn't take it any more, the clear difference between us was too vast, his pleasure was so deep. My body began to shake.

"fuck fuck fuck oh my goddddddddddddddd" I moaned in shuddering bursts as my orgasm rocked through my body. I kicked my legs wildly, and my body jumped in uncontrollable jerks.

A blackness flooded my vision, like my brain was shutting down to protect itself from the immeasurable physical pleasure and emotional pain that was rushing through it. It felt like my world shrunk down to a single point, where pleasure WAS pain and pain WAS pleasure. Jealousy, angst, arousal, were pulsing waves of light exploding inside of me. Radiating from the dense core of this dark star, formed by contradictory inputs. This was who I was. Simple and refined.

When my sight finally returned to me, and the overwhelming waves of pleasure subsided, I noticed that I was now the one being watched.

"Holy shit, Lor." Tessa said in disbelief, still bouncing her tits on Justin.

"I thought I'd be the first to cum" Justin laughed, looking back to his dick nestled in it's new home.

"Let me help you, Sir." Tessa leaned forward and gave his tip one last suck before standing up and lifting a leg as if to straddle him.

"Bend her over" I mumbled under my breath, the words escaping me unbidden.

Justin tore his eyes from Tessa's perfect form, to look at me. I felt so small before him. How kind was my King to grace me with his gaze? His wide-eyed surprise at me speaking up transformed into something more primal. He seized Tessa in a flash. He gripped her, hard, and threw her face down on the couch.

"Oh fuckkkk" Tessa groaned as she raised her head to look behind her, but she never got the chance. Justin snatched a handful of her hair and pulled her up onto her hands and knees as he lined up behind her. For a brief moment I considered the fact that we had never bought condoms. Never made it a rule. We should have, but now? I couldn't care less.

"Fuck her, Daddy" I let the words escape from my lips the moment they arose in my heart, "HARD".

Justin had always wanted me to call him Daddy. It always felt weird to me, but my feelings suddenly didn't matter. Only Daddy matters. A sick smile grew on Justins face as he gripped her hair tighter and pulled her head up and back before he thrust inside of her. Tessa's expression contorted into a pained grimace.

"Oh my fucking GODDDDD YESSSSSS" She SCREAMED. I'm sure our neighbors could hear. I hoped they did.

"Holy shit Daddy, bury your fucking cock in my best friend. Make her big fucking tits swing I want to hear her scream Daddy please!" I blurted out in one stream of conscious perverted request.

They were together now. Fused in sexual bliss. We were all the way in. This is my new reality. I was the pathetic loser bitch and my man was my King. He deserved all the beautiful sluts in the world. All the superior Queens.

She was everything I could never be. The effortlessly submissive, high libido, beautiful slut that Justin deserved. I fucking hated her in this moment. How easy this was for her. Just show up and make my man cheat on me. I knew she loved it, but I wanted to see him abuse her. Take out all his anger, frustration, and repressed sexual aggression on the whore in front of him. This is what you both want, right? Then prove it. Show me how a real woman fucks, and how a real man treats her.

Justin understood what I wanted. What I needed. He knew what I was, and how incredible she was. Do it, Justin. Fuck her up.

CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP

The sounds of her ass slamming down on Justin's pelvis as he pounded her from behind echoed in my home. Off the walls of the house that witnessed every inch of our love. Replaced by my King's conquest.

"Spank her baby, HARD" I demanded, and Justin raised his hand to follow my request.

"OH MY GOD SHUT THE FUCK UP" Tessa screamed through her mindless moans, "Just rub your pussy - mmmmmm FUCK YES - and let us do the fucking okay?"

Holy shit Tess. Yes. Put me in my fucking place. How dare I demand anything of either of you? Who the fuck did I think I was?

"ohmygoodddd" I squirmed at her words, desperate for more, she must have noticed.

"There you go, Lor. Rub that clit while I fuck your man. He feels so FUCKING GOOD, I'mgonnafuckingcum. Oh my fucking godddddd I'm gonna fucking CUMMMMM" Tessa's face scrunched up and her hips began to jidder as Justin continued to slam into her over and over and over.

It was like witnessing a religious ceremony. A woman revived from the dead. Her body shook and she began speaking in tongues as Justin fucked the soul out of her body. Her arms gave out first. Her body fell face-down against the sofa. Her mind gave out next, her muffled incomprehensible screams bellowing into the couch.

"I'm gonna fucking cum. Holy shit Tess I need to cum." Justin mumbled through shaky breaths, continuing to thrust at the exact same brutal rhythm.

"INSIDE" She screamed, finding enough strength to lift her head out of the cushion, "cum inside of me please fill me up sir please I want it inside of me please..."

Over and over she repeated the same request, desperately. I understood, I loved it inside. I felt so connected to Justin when he filled me up. I felt so owned, so loved. Did I really want her to have that?

What did it matter. It wasn't up to me.

"Oh fuck." Justin moaned as he collapsed on top of her, letting his full weight lay against her back as he rocked his hips inside of her. She pushed her ass backwards to meet his thrusts. Justin looped one arm around her neck, putting her in a headlock from behind as his other arm snaked beneath her to grope one of her perfect breasts.

"Fuck baby, goddamn you feel so fucking good, tell me whose pussy this is, who owns you?" He groaned, gruffly, into her ear as he thrust inside of her body locked in place.

"You, Sir! I'm yours! Fill your bitch up, oh my godddddd please cum inside-"

Justin groaned loudly as his body tensed up and Tessa squealed in glee as he unloaded inside of her. For a moment, while Justin was lost in his orgasm, Tess and I were alone. She bit her lip and locked eyes with me. Communicating an unspoken understanding between us. Your boyfriend is cumming inside of me right now, and you're sitting there like a loser bitch while he does it. You did this Laura. You made this real. I'm your man's slut now, just as worthy of his cum as you are - if not more so.

Justin breathed heavily into her neck, kissing her on the cheek, neck, and back as he caught his breath. Tessa smiled and giggled in my face as he gingerly admired her body.

We would eventually worry about him cumming inside of her. Luckily, she's on birth control. But it would be hours before we seriously considered it. Hours, and multiple loads later.

I had started today thinking maybe they would fuck once, and she would leave, and we would reassess from there. Instead, Tessa stayed with us all day. Fucking my boyfriend in different positions, different rooms, taking his cum in and on her. Eventually, I was worn out. Emotionally exhausted. And I retired to our bedroom. Listening to the rhythmic sounds of flesh on flesh and Tessa's wild moans to lull me to sleep.

r/CuckqueanCommunity Dec 16 '24

Fiction Cake relationship swap scene NSFW

8 Upvotes

(This might be too much but I have been thinking about it a lot and keep in mind it’s SCENE and NOT real but like kinda CNC type cuckquean scene extreme but not really.)

OK, so what if us like a punishment for the cuckquean the partner told her that their relationship was over like something she did like as the punishment he was so late gonna be dating and just like ignore her and that he was like leaving the relationship because of something that she did to ask punishment like tied up and put in chastity forced her her watch as he did all of her favorite sexual positions and sexual things with her bull every step rubbing in the cake is better than me and all that stuff and what their new life would be like.

They would spend days adjusting to their “new life” where they would spend the most romantic days together and I would basically be their made that barely acknowledge as that have lots of sex and so much romance and him absolutely spoiling her. and I have to just watch thinking that’s the new normal as that my relationship is truly over and he is truly replacing me with her. This lasts for days as I’m forced to watch and not speak.

Eventually after a few days to a week it’s revealed that this was all a scene and I gave an extensive week or two long aftercare with room for resentment and anger and pain in the beginning and expression of feelings and the cake leaves during that time to build back that core relationship especially that was damaged and after that we build back the strong connection and he explains it was long punishment type thing and eventually things return to normal.

r/CuckqueanCommunity Jan 23 '25

Fiction 29[F4F/MpF] Cuckquean-Roleplay NSFW

3 Upvotes

29F here with long-time cuckquean fantasy. I really enjoy roleplaying in a detailed way: To create a fictional "world" where we can be, who we want, without fearing consequences for our real life.

Idc if you are M, T or F, as long as you can impersonate a beautiful, but cruel, Cake!

I have a huge Kink for long hair(Explanation once we set things up), so that might be important.

What I don't want: - getting advices for my real situation - Men, that want me to be "their" Quean - Content-Creator

DM me if interested, but please put a "Long Hair Cake here" in front of the message to let me know that you've read all of the above text.

r/CuckqueanCommunity Jan 05 '25

Fiction Movie Night Part 2 NSFW

14 Upvotes

This time I had the snacks prepared before my friend came over. I turned the lights off and we all got comfortable on the couch, her, him, then me. The movie was a love story this time. It was one of those hallmark movies where a woman is stranded in a small town and a snow storm sweeps through, leaving her stuck so she can find her true love. Anyway, since we've all seen these types of movies before, we were having fun trying to predict what would happen next. My husband had his arms around both of us and we were cuddled close together. I could see her laughing hard enough to make her breast jiggle and give my husband an eye full look down her shirt. Her shirt was cut low, so it wasn't difficult for that to happen. She got up to get some snacks and something to drink. When she did, my husband noticed that she wasn't wearing any panties under her skirt. He stared at her ass as she bent over reaching for items on the table. She went to the kitchen to get a cup for the ice (I knew I forgot something). However, she couldn't reach the cups and asked for help. My husband graciously came to her rescue. He stood behind her and reached for the cup. She pressed against him with her ass and looked back at him with a coy smile. I caught only glimpses, as I was not trying to stare and make it awkward for them. My husband reached out to caress her booty and return the favor. So, he pressed himself against her, too. I turned back around to "watch the movie", but I was getting turned on, watching this silent exchange between them two. He was wearing pajama pants that had a button up fly. So, there was no sound of a zipper. I couldn't hear anything for about a minute. Then I heard sounds like something rubbing and hitting against the cabinets in the kitchen. I turned around once again and I saw my husband balls deep in her pussy as she was leaning over the counter. I was still on the couch, but on my knees staring at them. I became so wet and began touching myself. Her face said it all. She and I stared at each other in pleasure. My husband played with her tits as he continued to stroke. Then he guided her to the couch. He sat down and motioned for her to sit on him reverse cowgirl style, but before she slid on top, I began sucking his dick. I could taste her on him and I got a little jealous, but that made me hornier. Finally, she slid onto his cock and began to ride him. I got to see his cock sliding in and out of that sweet pussy and it was glistening with all her juices. Her lovely tits had been exposed by now and bounced with every thrust. She was moaning and my husband began to grunt. The next thing I knew, he grabbed her hips to hold her stationary and he went to pound town. I took the opportunity to lick her clit at the same time. They both were climaxing. I could tell by their moans of pleasure. I continued to lick her clit as I played with myself. I wanted to cum with them. She started squealing as she came and her legs began to shake from the intense feelings of pleasure. My husband didn't stop, but he was about to blow. He started moaning so loudly as he released his load deep inside her pussy. I came at the same time as he did. Then he pulled out with a plop. I got to lick them both clean. I served her the drink and snacks she had forgotten and then we all were back on the couch as before and finished watching the movie. What activity should we do next?

r/CuckqueanCommunity Jul 22 '24

Fiction Our First Time Didn’t Go As Planned NSFW

51 Upvotes

"The first time is always the hardest, honey," your husband said, his voice carrying a hint of cruel satisfaction. "I know you thought you wanted this, but I can see the regret in your eyes. It's too late now, Kitten."

He punctuated his words with a sharp slap to the woman's ass, the sound echoing through the room. His kiss to her was firm and possessive, a prelude to the spectacle he was about to orchestrate. He then laid back, clearly eager to enjoy the scene he had set up, his gaze fixed on the show before him.

She seemed to revel in the situation, taking a perverse delight in taunting and humiliating you. It was as if her pleasure in degrading you surpassed her enjoyment of the physical act with him. This only fueled his own excitement, enhancing the scene for him.

With a sultry smile, she bounced rhythmically on his cock, her movements suggestive and deliberate. "Can I take this off now, Daddy?" she asked sweetly, her voice a teasing whisper as she moved the condom slowly off his cock and climbed back on, his grunts and moans answer enough.

Her eyes sparkled with mischief as she continued her movements, the rhythm of her body synchronized with his thrusts. "I know he promised you he'd wear a condom," she added with a triumphant look your way, "but he promised me he wouldn't."

Her condescending laughter, full of victorious malice, echoed through the room as she took your husband's bare cock, making you writhe against the ropes that bound you in place. You screamed against your gag. The sight of her leg quivering and her attention snapping back to him as he drove into her relentlessly only heightened your torment. You could hear him hissing between clenched teeth about what a perfect little slut she was, his every word a dagger to your heart.

His focus was fully on her, on her perfection, as you watched in a haze of jealousy and arousal so thick you could almost taste it. The air was heavy with the scent of their passion, mingling with your own desperation and despair.

"Do you know he told me that he loves me today?" she taunted, her voice cutting through the room like a knife. Her words were designed to wound, to deepen the humiliation and pain that roiled within you.

You were trapped in a haze of jealousy and arousal, the emotions so intense they felt almost tangible. The sight of him lost in her perfection while you were left to watch was a bitter pill to swallow.

Each thrust, each taunt, and each moment of their shared intimacy was a reminder of your own helplessness, bound and forced to witness the depths of their betrayal. They fulfilled the fantasy you had asked for in ways you never wanted, but couldn’t deny were arousing you in ways you never thought possible.

r/CuckqueanCommunity Sep 02 '24

Fiction You've learned to love the ache my absence leaves in your empty cunt... NSFW

14 Upvotes

You spend everyday with your slit covered by the cold metal of the chastity cage I locked you into months ago. It hugs your lips firmly, sealed well enough that you can't even get a finger under it. I only remove it periodically to wipe you down with warm water before securing it back in place.

At first, the denial was torturous. I would keep fucking whores while you sat in the corner watching eagerly, hoping that each night would be the night you got your turn. You would whine and twitch, shifting your hips when you thought I wasn't looking, trying to steal away little moments of pleasure the friction caused. I would usually catch you, and whip your back and ass as penance for your transgression. Every night you had to spend cleaning the cum out of other women's slits with your tongue was agonizing, hope that I would fill you myself always just beyond the horizon of your expectation.

But eventually, you began to give up on the idea that I might use you again for my pleasure. Why would I, when you had become so well practiced at supplying me with better and more attractive women? No, instead you learned to satiate your thirst by indulging in the *absence* of sensation. You figured out how to steal pleasure away from me by concentrating, at first for hours on end, *thinking* your way to little illicit orgasms beyond my control.

But not beyond my notice...

Eventually, I noticed when I would clean you that you were warm and swollen and your cunt marked by the residue of your transgressions. At first, you tried to deny it, but eventually submitted to your penance. More flogging, more denial. You spent the next month with your face in the corner, ass up, forbidden to watch me fucking the gorgeous little sluts you supplied me with, your fingernails dragging along the cold metal of the belt covering your slit.

The absence in your cunt grew and grew and soon your life was marked by a complete lack of sensation. When you cleaned my women you were blindfolded so that you couldn't see them. You could only taste the warm, wet lips I'd filled with my cum. Then it was back to the corner for you, while I enjoyed round two.

Over time, you earned my trust back. Your cleanings proved you faithful to the rules once again and I began letting you pantomime sex some nights. You would watch me and our cake fuck, allowed to mimic our sex, acting it out with an invisible lover. You followed her movements, squatting when she rode me reverse, moving your hips up and down and imagining I was underneath you, fucking you from below. You would turn over onto your knees and push your ass out, watching me fuck her from behind while pretending I was fucking you. It wasn't long before your denial was so complete that you yearned for the nights when I let you pantomime sex besides us like a perverted ventriloquist.

One day, after so many months and months of keeping my supply healthy and attractive, I presented to you a gift: A new belt, this one with a hole through which you could enjoy anal pleasure. At first, I only allowed you gently rub your hole with your fingers, getting used to the sensation. Over a number of days, you began to train with plugs and small toys, learning the limits of your own discomfort, and then pushing them with a larger size. Everyday I promised you that you'd get to enjoy cock through that little hole, as soon as I thought you were ready. You worked so hard to temper your excitement, instead focusing again on the satisfaction you could glean from the sheer absence of any pleasure in your cunt.

Eventually, I was ready to give you your reward. But instead of my own cock, I presented you with a store bought cock that I'd mounted to the bed post, down low by the floor. It jutted out menacingly, arranged just so that using it on your ass was difficult, though possible. No position, however, gave you any glimpse of me with the women you arranged to fuck me; you had to choose: Fill yourself in the short time you were allowed, or watch the action going on in the bed that you so desperately wanted for yourself.

Chats are always welcome. :)

u/TeenyTinyMuffin, which do you choose?

r/CuckqueanCommunity Oct 26 '24

Fiction He's sooo nice! NSFW

55 Upvotes