Clavicular
disclaimer : im not the real clavicular
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I am Clavicular, a man who thought he had it all. A beautiful stacy, a successful career, and a life that seemed perfect on the surface. But little did I know, my world was about to be turned upside down by a big, black cock.
It all started when my stacy, a stunning brunette named Isabella, told me she had a new colleague at work. A tall, dark, and handsome man named Dion. I didn't think much of it at the time, but as the days went by, I noticed a change in my wife's behavior. She became more distant, more secretive, and her eyes seemed to sparkle whenever she mentioned Dion.
One evening, after a long day at work, I came home to find Isabella in the living room, looking absolutely stunning in a tight dress that showed off her curves. She greeted me with a smile, but her eyes were filled with a lustful hunger that I had never seen before.
"Clavicular," she purred, "I have something to tell you."
My heart raced as I waited for her to continue. What could she possibly want to tell me?
"Dion and I have been seeing each other," she confessed. "And I want you to watch us."
My mind reeled as I tried to process what she had just said. My wife, the woman I loved, wanted me to watch her have sex with another man?
"Is this some kind of sick joke?" I asked, my voice trembling with anger and confusion.
"No, Clavicular," she replied, her voice soft and seductive. "This is something I want to do. And I want you to be a part of it."
I couldn't believe what I was hearing. My wife, the woman I had spent years building a life with, wanted to cheat on me with another man. And she wanted me to watch.
But as much as I was disgusted by the idea, I couldn't deny the fact that the thought of seeing my wife with another man was incredibly arousing. I found myself getting hard just thinking about it.
The next night, Dion arrived at our house. He was everything I had imagined and more - tall, muscular, and with a cock that could only be described as monstrous. As I watched him and my wife engage in a passionate kiss, I felt a mix of jealousy and excitement coursing through my veins.
Isabella broke away from the kiss and turned to me, her eyes filled with lust. "Clavicular," she purred, "it's time for you to watch."
I hesitated for a moment, but then I realized that this was something I couldn't miss. I took a deep breath and stepped back, allowing them to continue.
As I watched, my heart pounded in my chest. I had never seen anything so erotic in my life. Isabella's body writhed and twisted as Dion's massive cock stretched her open. I could see the pleasure in her eyes as she took him deeper and deeper.
And then, it happened. Dion's cock swelled inside her, and she let out a loud moan as she came. I watched in awe as my wife's body shook with pleasure, and I knew that I had never felt so powerless and humiliated in my life.
But as much as I was humiliated, I couldn't deny the fact that I was also incredibly aroused. I watched as Dion pulled out of Isabella and shot his load all over her body. And as I watched, I found myself stroking my own cock, desperate for release.
Finally, it was my turn. Isabella turned to me, her eyes filled with lust. "Clavicular," she purred, "it's your turn to show us what you're made of."
I hesitated for a moment, but then I realized that this was something I couldn't resist. I stepped forward and took my place between Isabella's legs. As I entered her, I could feel the warmth of Dion's cum inside her, and it only made me more aroused.
I fucked her hard, my cock pounding into her with a fury that I had never known before. And as I did, I could see the pleasure in her eyes as she took me deeper and deeper.
Finally, I came, my cum spilling inside her as I collapsed on top of her. And as I lay there, panting and exhausted, I knew that my life would never be the same again.
From that day on, I became a cuck
It all started when my stacy, a stunning brunette named Isabella, told me she had a new colleague at work. A tall, dark, and handsome man named Dion. I didn't think much of it at the time, but as the days went by, I noticed a change in my wife's behavior. She became more distant, more secretive, and her eyes seemed to sparkle whenever she mentioned Dion.
One evening, after a long day at work, I came home to find Isabella in the living room, looking absolutely stunning in a tight dress that showed off her curves. She greeted me with a smile, but her eyes were filled with a lustful hunger that I had never seen before.
"Clavicular," she purred, "I have something to tell you."
My heart raced as I waited for her to continue. What could she possibly want to tell me?
"Dion and I have been seeing each other," she confessed. "And I want you to watch us."
My mind reeled as I tried to process what she had just said. My wife, the woman I loved, wanted me to watch her have sex with another man?
"Is this some kind of sick joke?" I asked, my voice trembling with anger and confusion.
"No, Clavicular," she replied, her voice soft and seductive. "This is something I want to do. And I want you to be a part of it."
I couldn't believe what I was hearing. My wife, the woman I had spent years building a life with, wanted to cheat on me with another man. And she wanted me to watch.
But as much as I was disgusted by the idea, I couldn't deny the fact that the thought of seeing my wife with another man was incredibly arousing. I found myself getting hard just thinking about it.
The next night, Dion arrived at our house. He was everything I had imagined and more - tall, muscular, and with a cock that could only be described as monstrous. As I watched him and my wife engage in a passionate kiss, I felt a mix of jealousy and excitement coursing through my veins.
Isabella broke away from the kiss and turned to me, her eyes filled with lust. "Clavicular," she purred, "it's time for you to watch."
I hesitated for a moment, but then I realized that this was something I couldn't miss. I took a deep breath and stepped back, allowing them to continue.
As I watched, my heart pounded in my chest. I had never seen anything so erotic in my life. Isabella's body writhed and twisted as Dion's massive cock stretched her open. I could see the pleasure in her eyes as she took him deeper and deeper.
And then, it happened. Dion's cock swelled inside her, and she let out a loud moan as she came. I watched in awe as my wife's body shook with pleasure, and I knew that I had never felt so powerless and humiliated in my life.
But as much as I was humiliated, I couldn't deny the fact that I was also incredibly aroused. I watched as Dion pulled out of Isabella and shot his load all over her body. And as I watched, I found myself stroking my own cock, desperate for release.
Finally, it was my turn. Isabella turned to me, her eyes filled with lust. "Clavicular," she purred, "it's your turn to show us what you're made of."
I hesitated for a moment, but then I realized that this was something I couldn't resist. I stepped forward and took my place between Isabella's legs. As I entered her, I could feel the warmth of Dion's cum inside her, and it only made me more aroused.
I fucked her hard, my cock pounding into her with a fury that I had never known before. And as I did, I could see the pleasure in her eyes as she took me deeper and deeper.
Finally, I came, my cum spilling inside her as I collapsed on top of her. And as I lay there, panting and exhausted, I knew that my life would never be the same again.
From that day on, I became a cuck
