Novel & Cerita The Cuck

When I came home last year, it was hot, and I was thirsty, so I went to the fridge to get some lemonade. When my sister-in-law, Naomi Carmichael, got home and noticed this, she immediately shot me a dirty look. During dinner, she kept making pointed remarks. “Young ladies should be more careful about their diets. What if your future husband can't support you? “We’re in a small city, and it’s harder to make money here than it is for you in Savidad. Prices here are high, so it’s hard to make a living. “Jackie, you take such good care of yourself. You must spend a lot every month, right?”

“Shoo...pesky little vermin!” said an old woman chasing away a murder of crows huddling all over her garden in the crag. At the front left side of her hut close to her whitewashed and straight spaced picket fence, the pesky loud birds had been munching and uprooting her germinating seeds of gold nugget squash and had scattered it all over the precipice.

he asked, lifting a skeptical eye. This was the part that I loved. When my husband would fuck the p**n sluts before me, my pussy melting with delight. It was like he was cuckolding me. Making me his cuckqueen. My pussy burned as Melody lunged at my husband, dragging Kassie with her. * * *

She trots down the hallway again, calling over her shoulder, "When the babysitter gets here, let her in!" I take a seat on the couch, laying Chance next to me. I pat his tummy and look around. There's really nothing that catches my eye. It's all normal things. Couches, end tables, a flat-screen TV hanging on the wall over a small entertainment center. The only piece that seems out of place is a corner shelf on the opposite side of the room. It appears to be made of spindles. It's obviously handmade and it's not the best craftsmanship I've ever seen, but it's clear it has sentimental value because of its prominent location. As if I'm not paying enough attention to him, Chance squeals at me.

Cindy, a cum-drenched wreck covered in sweat, milk, and drying semen, stood on the platform on shaky legs. “I have a special birthday wish,” she announced breathlessly. The twelve bulls and the guests cheered wildly. “I want all of you to breed me again… flood my married womb with your superior seed. And I want my pathetic cuck to watch every thick drop go inside me, then suck every single one of your big black cocks clean while he fucks his own ass like the desperate, broken bitch he is.” “Cuck, you must smile, thank your masters properly, and make that fluffy tail bounce for everyone.” Laughter and applause filled the room. Mark’s face flushed deep red with shame.

Smiling at the crowd, I lifted the gift box in the air, saying, "You guys came to see the surprise, right?" I opened the box to reveal a small glass sculpture of a couple. It was Andrew and me. The two tiny figures were huddled close together, cradling a clock in their arms. The hour hand was pointing at the seventh hour. Intrigued by the gift, everyone started discussing it among themselves. "Oh, my! Mrs. Stone really put in a lot of effort. I'm sure it wasn't to make that." "They're such a loving couple. I'm so envious of them!"