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“Did your wife just say she’s moved your reservation back half-an-hour while you wait for another babysitter? Ugh, that sucks. I could really have used the money. I don’t know why she’s being such a bitch, Mr. Dobson. Sorry, I don’t mean it like that, but, you know… I thought I was just coming over to watch your two-year-old, so it shouldn’t matter what I wear, right? I hope you don’t let her ruin your entire night! You work hard, you deserve a nice night out… And you look so handsome all dressed up. Tan slacks suit you, my dad could never pull off an outfit as trendy as yours.”
“Do you think there’s anything wrong with the way I’m dressed? I mean, like, it’s not fancy or anything, but it seems fine to me. You like my outfit? I thought you might! You know, I think that’s why your wife is really upset… She saw me, and the way you were looking at me, and she knows she couldn’t compete. Just jealous! I bet your dick got really hard the second I walked through the door, didn’t it? That’s okay, you can tell me. Haha I knew it. Um… I have a really naughty idea… Why don’t you rub it now? Through your slacks?”
“That’s right, rub your cock through your pants for me. Mmm… Wow, it looks so big. I have no idea why your wife is always complaining when she has that to go home to! Keep going… Yeah… Do you like my breasts? I haven’t let many guys see them, the boys my age get too nervous… They either won’t go for it, or they pop right in their pants looking at me. You’re not like that, though, are you? No… You’re not about the blow at the sight of my supple young breasts, you’re not about the lose your load while I graze my hand up my milky thigh, you’re not going to burst just from looking at me, are you? Are you?”
“Uh oh! What’s that little stain? Quick, pull your hand away. Aww too late. Looks like you’re no better than the boys at college. So, here’s what you’re going to do. Get your wallet out and give me the $40 you promised to pay me tonight, and I won’t scream for your wife. You think she won’t believe that I’m the victim? An innocent young girl versus a gross old man with a wad of cum in his pants? $40 is a lot cheaper than marriage counselling. Good, you made the right choice. And next time you back up your bitch wife and send me home without pay, just remember: I owned your cock in thirty seconds, and I can own it again. Have a great night, Mr. Dobson.”
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We FINALLY made it to her bedroom and I was trying to act like the stud she took me for, but I was already struggling to hold my cum. Her dry humping continued and was bringing me dangerously close to the point of no return. I was panicking as a long steady stream of pre-cum oozed out making a wet spot in my pants. The pre-cum made a slippery surface between my cock head and boxers, creating even more stimulation. Still, it was just making out to her and if I creamed my jeans while making out then I was probably going to lose her. I lost control of the situation, I lost my grip and I was losing my load. My balls were drawing up and now it was simply over; I was going to blast cum in my pants and there was nothing I could do to stop it. I stopped kissing her, cringed, curled my toes and felt multiple splats of cum saturating the front of my jeans. She arched her hips upward and looked down at my accident with a few giggles. “Oops… looks like someone got a little too excited ha ha! It’s okay sugar. We’ll wait a few minutes and then I want you to stick in my pussy. I’ll only need about 3 minutes. You can manage that, right?”
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Practiced
Is that really all?
Just one fuck and you’re out the door?
Did you really say all those sweet things to me just to get in my panties?
Oh, I see how it is.
You lied about being single, didn’t you?
Of course. It makes sense.
Men don’t learn to make love like you without years of practice.
You’ve practiced with her a lot, haven’t you?
She must love your stamina.
It’s a shame that she’ll never get to see it again.
Can you feel it? A tingly sensation slowly traveling all the way from your brain to your cock?
Of course you can. I can see you trying to locate it with your eyes.
Do you want to know what it is?
It’s a strong neurological connection being established.
Once it reaches its destination, your libido will go into permanent overdrive.
The effect is so powerful that all men affected by it automatically become premature ejaculators for life.
It’s a cruel spell that was invented by mistake centuries ago.
But it’s absolutely perfect for unfaithful scum like you.
Guys like you deserve to have this condition.
It’s almost finished now.
So, why haven’t you left yet? Wouldn’t you want your first premature, hands free orgasm to be with your partner, instead of me?
Fine. Enjoy blowing your load as you stare into my cleavage.
It doesn’t matter to me.
In fact, I think it’s a very fitting beginning to your new life as a horny quickshot loser.
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You’re going over to her friend’s house - maybe 5 minutes down the street. It’s a hot summer night, and you’re both wearing as little as possible. You’re just in running shorts over your briefs and a tight muscle shirt.
Despite the heat, she’s pressed tight to your back, an occasional stroke of fingers through your hair. A quiet conversation about nothing in particular…..
Her hand moves downward, stroking your chest, and then slipping into your shorts. You whine in protest, but a kiss and bite to your neck silence you.
“Let’s play a little game~” she says…..
Suddenly her hand strokes over the thin fabric of your briefs, and you shudder. You know you’re already halfway there, and she feels the growing hardness beneath……
“Tell her we have to leave in ten minutes. If you can hold out for 8, I’ll finish you with a blowjob.” A thumb circles around the head of your cock, soft skin on the sensitive glans.
“But if you cum before that, like the dirty little”…. her breath is suddenly hot on your neck, and you shudder “……..SLUT that you are - you have to walk home like that. Got it?”
The trip home is not easy, as you try to hide behind her in wet briefs….and feel your manhood running down your leg…….
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Gymgasm
Finally you decided to go to the gym instead of watching porn. You went with good intentions and ready to push hard. Well, something else was getting hard cause today something was different than usually…..
Terrified, aroused and fully errect you decided to hide in the stretching area to cool off.
You did hear the girls laughing and giggling, wondering if they would talk about you.
Did they notice your errection?
All that teasing made you nearly cream your pants.
There wasn´t much needed to push you over the edge.
And so you started to tremble when you heard someone approaching the stretching area……
Without any warning she flashed her boobs and encouraged you to cum in your pants for her. It wasn´t your choice anymore, with no resistance left you gave in and creamed the biggest load ever
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Thank you for offering me your cock.
What do you think is going to happen very soon?
Nothing because you have so much stamina?
Spurt, spurt, spurt, …
Sorry, your pride made me want to instantly crush your “stamina”.
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New Sub-Reddit
https://www.reddit.com/r/EverythingCheating/
Will post my content here for awhile, welcome other pages to use it as well!
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This is how you will serve me; stroking my stiffened cock, ready to impale your petite frame on me, happily accepting your role as my personal cum slut. You were born to be a mindless, cock craving, whore. The pure look of joy, simply from having a thick cock in your hand, says it all; you absolutely need to be fucked senseless. This is the calm before the storm, the quiet before I violently flip your worthless body around, stuffing your empty fucking skull face first into the mattress, and pumping my throbbing cock in and out of your aching cunt. Don’t hold that smile too long sweetheart, you’re in for a brutal fucking punishment.
Female Destruction 😏
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The games we play
Charlie was almost done with his shift. Night shifts could be unpredictable, as you never knew if you’d be dealing with drunk guests, fire alarms, broken plumbing and god knows what else, or if it would be mostly trying to fight off boredom for eight hours. This shift had been the latter, and as it was coming to an end, he only really had to contend with delivering room service up to a couple of early risers.
He was very happy to be greeted at the door to one of the suites by a stunning young woman in an exceptionally tight and low cut top. Not a bad way to end the shift, and definitely an image to keep in his mind for later. She cheerily waved him in and he wheeled his cart up next to the dresser in the corner of the room. He asked if there would be anything else, mostly hoping for a tip.
“Uhh, actually, maybe,” she replied, before backtracking, “No… No… it’s silly, and it’s not your job…”
“Are you sure, Miss? I don’t mind, we are here to help and everything. See… says so on the badge.” He gestured to the company logo pinned to his chest and laughed a little.
She laughed a little too and so she carried on, “OK, like I said, it’s silly, but, you’re a young guy so I thought you may be a gamer and, see I’ve got this game on my phone and I keep dying on this one bit and uh, you wouldn’t have played it have you?”
He chuckled a little to himself. He was a fairly avid gamer and if it killed off a few minutes which he got to spend with her, as opposed to waiting on the front desk, he’d take it. “I can’t say I’ve played it, but most of these games are similar, I could have a look, I mean, it beats working, right?”
“I guess so,” she smiled back, “and if anyone asks I’ll cover for ya. Say you were helping find my keys or something. Here, just hop on the bed and I’ll show you…”
Not exactly the context he’d wanted to hear her say those last few words, but he did as she asked. He leaned over her shoulder as she began to play.
“So it’s just this part here, pretty much as soon as I land I get blown up…”
As he looked on, the screen was the last thing on his mind. He adjusted himself to get a better view down her top. He was practically drooling at the sight of her cleavage, and it definitely looked like she wasn’t wearing a bra underneath. He was rock hard within a second but unfortunately, as he was not paying attention to the game, true to her word she was quickly blown to pieces and turned back to say, “See; that bit, every… single…” she realised he wasn’t paying attention, “HEY! Quit staring at my tits, creep! Get the fuck off my bed!”
He attempted to jump off quickly and ended up falling over and onto the floor. He rose, totally disorientated, blurting out “I’m sorry,” and then stood there like a dear in the headlights, still staring at her, as she stared back a the bulge in his pants. She quickly turned the phone on him and took a couple of snaps of it. “No! Please don’t!” he protested. “I’m really sorry, I didn’t mean to…”
“Don’t give me that, I hear it all the time. Guys think because there’s a little cleavage on show that I’m just looking for your attention; well I’m not. You can’t go objectifying your patrons like that.”
In reality, she very much did wear it for the attention, or more accurately, so she could catch guys staring, and make them squirm.
“It’s not like that!” He protested again, “I wasn’t objectifying you I just, couldn’t help but notice…”
“Oh, please, look at you! You’re practically ripping a hole in your pants, I bet you’re a couple of strokes from creaming yourself.”
She wasn’t wrong, but he had to try and deny it at least. But before he could open his mouth she shut him down.
“Ya know what, in fact, I think you should do it. Don’t try and pretend you weren’t going to jerk off to me when you got home, so just do it. Come on; show me what you were going to do!”
He looked at her, pleading with his eyes but she was not relenting. He reached down to unbuckle his belt before she again cut him off. “Oh, no! You keep those on, I don’t want your cum all over my room, you can take that with you when you leave.”
He gingerly began to massage his manhood through his pants. He felt ready to explode already; he’d never felt so powerless in front of a woman before, but the adrenaline boost that came with the fear of repercussions was making him harder than he’d ever been before.
“There, now how do you like it, being treated like a piece of meat? I’m getting another couple of shots of this, I know pervs like you are always trying to do that to me so you can beat yourself off when you get home, well this time…”
Before she could finish her thought he hunched over and gasped as her scolding turn was turning him on like nothing he’d ever felt before. Several jets of spunk squirted into his boxers and the formerly light grey material of his uniform trousers.
As his mind raced to try and comprehend what he’d just done, her expression swiftly changed from disdained to delighted. She grinned widely and snapped several more shots of him and laughing bawdily.
“Ho… Ly… Shit! I guess you liked it a lot!” she exclaimed. “Wow, look at the size of that cum stain. Very, nice…” she congratulated him with a cheeky wink.
He looked confused. What had just happened?
“Let me just send that off to my friends… aaaannnnd, done!”
“Yeah, me and a few other girls keep score of guys we make cream themselves and it’s pics or it didn’t happen so, sorry ‘bout that, but hey; at least I’m not sending it to your manager. Now… let me just check the table… and with that, I take the lead; UH! Number one! Thank you…” she looked at his name tag, “Charlie. OK, you can go now.” He continued to stare, dumbfounded before she confirmed she was not kidding. “Leave! Go! Good luck cleaning that up and all, but, I’m done with you. Shoo!”
As he headed for the door she amused herself with a little victory dance, and the knowledge that despite his earlier protest, he would definitely be whacking off to thoughts of her when he got home.
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PE Training: Letting go
Letting go instead of holding back initially goes against your gentleman’s instinct. You’re so indoctrinated to hold back that at first it isn’t easy to just go with the flow and let go. You fear her reaction if you come too soon. You fear she might be disappointed, frustrated, or even angry. So initially it’ll be difficult to overcome that fear and just let go.
If you do succeed in letting go, chances are she’ll be disappointed. That depends on the woman. Many women have been led to believe that good sex means getting pounded silly. Others realize there is much more to good sex than that. As women mature, they become much better partners, because they learn that great sex isn’t about getting slammed for half an hour at all. It is tenderness, technique, variety, trust, closeness.
Still, the first few times of just letting go instead of holding back may leave you red-faced, feeling guilty, and perhaps apologizing. That’s actually good. Because that fear and embarrassment means next time it’s a bit more likely that you’ll come quickly, because you know she won’t like it so much, that you’ll have to apologize again. And so on. And before you know it, you won’t be able to hold back anymore. You’ll see.
That cycle of fear of coming too soon, and the embarrassment when inevitably you do, will make you last less and less long until, one night, you won’t even last until you are in. You’ve reached rock-bottom. Everything will be different from now. It is your new life.
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“Her big brown eyes and perfect cleavage starring at me were hypnotizing me. I was locked in her trance and there was no escape. My cock was rock hard and pulsating. What’s wrong with me I thought to myself. I never usually have trouble controlling myself, but she had some kind of power over me. I could feel myself swelling with the urge to cum and desperately needed to look away, but it was useless. Her gaze penetrated me, controlled me, tore my stamina down and left me helpless. How was this possible, I contemplated. What was she doing to me?
“Just relax and this will all be over soon or fight the urge if you’re so inclined, but one thing is for certain… you are going to cum in your pants and there’s nothing you can do to stop it. Up until now you’ve been able to seduce women with your good looks and charm. You’ve been able to lure them back to your place for a romp in the bedroom. You’ve been able to stick your big, strong and capable cock in them until they screamed in pleasure.
Well guess what? I am the antidote to your venom. I am your Achilles’s Heel. Once you blow your load while starring deep into my eyes, you will no longer have any kind of stamina. You are going to be a baby boy whom women laugh at while a cum-stain spreads across the front of your pants .
You’re close now, I can tell. Defeat is knocking at your door and I’m forcing you to open it. Get ready big boy! This is the beginning of the end for you”
“Please don’t do this! I…Oh God! Oh no! You can’t do this to me! I have to cum so bad right now. Your eyes; please stop looking at me. Oh fuck…Oh no…it’s happening! I CAN’T HOLD IT!! FUCK!!! I’M CUMMING!!!! AHHHHHHH….OHHHHHHH…UHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
“You are finished now. This is the scene that you better start getting used to. A scene where a beautiful woman is looking down on you in great disappointment as you’re grabbing yourself. You can’t even look me in the eye right now as your cock deflates inside your semen-soaked briefs - nor will you be able to look any other woman in the eye after humiliating yourself. You and your cock have a new master now and I will never relinquish you. Good luck sweetie”
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