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Wifey Lessons From A Crossdresser ~ FAGZB (3)
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~ Linda ~ I slip the phone from my bag and see the home number blinking. Bryan. He’s awake now searching for his phone, panicking. And I can’t help the rush that flares inside me. My thumb hovers over the answer icon. Part of me wants to ignore it but the louder part wants him to hear what’s happening. “Hello?” My voice is steadier than I feel. “What the fuck, Linda? Why do you have my—” His voice cuts off. Something dark, bitter, and delicious rises in me; rage, betrayal, the need to make him squirm the way I am. “Oh, Bryan,” I murmur, dragging the word out like it’s something sweet. “Do you really want me to answer that?” He freezes on the other end and I can hear the shallow panic in his breathing. Perfect. “I know about your little games, Bryan.” I hiss, stretching his name just to make it hurt. “Guess what,” I choke out, breath catching on the words. “I’m… with her. Him. Whatever the hell you call your—” I laugh, sharp and shaky. “Your perfect little mistress. An
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~ Jayden ~ I can still taste her shock on my tongue. I almost can’t believe Bryan’s wife is underneath me right now. I had suspected he wasn’t the one texting me but honestly? I wanted to meet her too. She’s trembling, torn between fury and something darker. They all are at first… horny wives who meet up pretending they want answers, not touch. But the moment I lean in close enough for them to smell the gloss, the perfume, the sweat… the moment they see what their husbands have been craving, they go quiet. Bryan’s told me stories about her sighing through sex, how she turns her head away like it’s a chore or he isn’t touching her right. I don’t hate her for it, I get it. Marriage eats the hunger out of people and I make it my job to feed it back to them. Both partners. That’s what I tell myself as I unzip my skirt and watch her eyes drop… that I’m saving marriages one filthy day at a time. Still, I can’t help but think: what if I’m not saving anything? What if I’m just hu
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My husband is… into men? He’s been fucking a cross-dresser? He left me for a guy barely out of college?That smirk deepens, like she—he—can read every pulse in my body. The switch confuses me. Is this a woman with a cock or a man painted as a woman?My body doesn’t care. That’s the worst part.“Surprised?” Her voice is soft but wicked, carrying the kind of confidence I haven’t felt in months. “I should’ve known Bryan wasn’t the one who texted me. I believe we don’t need an introduction then.”I swallow hard, fists clenching at my sides. “So you’re the one fucking my husband.”Her smirk deepens. “Mmm. And trust me, he can’t get enough. He loves burying himself in me. And sometimes… he even loves it when I turn him over and take him.”I can’t believe my ears. I actually pinch myself, desperate to wake up, but the pain only makes it worse. I’m not dreaming. This is real. And the rage that hits me nearly chokes me.“You think this is funny?” My voice cracks. “Sleeping with married men—rui
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~ Linda ~I just found out my husband is fucking a Gen Z baddie and I don’t know what to do about it.I’m in bed beside him, scrolling through his phone with tears running down my face. He sleeps like nothing in the world is wrong while my whole body shakes with the betrayal pressed against my palm.“Your wife could never.” “Can’t stop thinking about your dick in my hole.” “When will she be gone?”One dirty message after another, her tongue-out selfies and videos glowing back at me. He didn’t even bother to hide it.God, I want to wake him up. Shove the phone in his face and ask why he needs anyone else when he has me. But the tears pouring down my cheeks taste of something hotter than grief and I know doing all that won't solve anything.My nails dig into the phone until my palms sting, the screen slippery with sweat as I keep scrolling.Her moan fills the tiny video, making my stomach flip… my breath hitches and my thighs press together before I can stop them. What the hell is happe
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Praise hits me first. “Good girl,” one of them breathes against my ear, voice thick with lust. “Took our cum like a slut born for it.” “She swallowed it all,” the other coos, rubbing my cheek like I’m his pet. "Perfect little cumdump.” They both step aside, satisfied smirks curling their lips as they watch the others close in. The one who had been filling my pussy sprawls onto the couch, spreading his legs wide, his cock hard and pointing at the ceiling. He pats his thigh. “Come here, pretty doll. Sit that ruined ass on my cock.” My legs shake as I climb up, knees pressing into the couch. Before I can lower myself, his hand grips my chin, forcing me to look down at him. “Oil it first.” The order makes my stomach knot. I reach for the bottle, pouring it over my palm. My hand glides down, wrapping around his thick shaft and coating him until he’s shining. I move lower, cupping his balls and massaging them gently, watching his face tense with pleasure. “That’s it… stroke me. Make
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They position me on hands and knees, my breasts swaying, ass raised high like an offering I can’t take back. The new guy’s rough hand spreads me open from behind, his thumb teasing the tight hole of my ass. He spits on it, the hot slick sliding down as he drags his cockhead against me. My whole body jerks as panic shoots through me and I can’t stop the words from spilling out. “Wait— I’ve never… not there…” His hand clamps my hip, and his voice is low against my ear. “First time, huh? Don’t be scared. You’ll take it. And you’ll fucking love it.” I freeze, breath trapped in my chest. My nails dig at the floor. His thumb strokes my skin. “That’s it. Just relax for me. You’ll love it once you open up.” My throat moves but no sound comes out. I nod, scared but still wanting it. Another palm strokes down my back, warm oil dripping into the crack of my ass. “Breathe, sweetheart.” I feel fingers rubbing over my anus, then one slides inside, pressing and circling until it finds the sp
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