The sound of her soft breathing fills the room, a rhythm that’s both soothing and torturous. I’m on my knees, hands gripping the bedsheet, my back exposed and vulnerable. She’s lying there, legs spread, skirt hiked up, her black underwear barely covering her. The light from the window casts a warm glow, highlighting every curve, every shadow. I can almost hear her thoughts, the way she’s imagining another man, his hands on her, his body pressing against hers. It’s a fantasy that haunts me, excites me, and destroys me all at once.
The Weight of Her Desires
I watch as she shifts slightly, her fingers tracing the edge of her underwear. The question on the screen, ‘DO YOU EVER JACK OFF ABOUT OTHER MEN FUCKING ME?’, echoes in my mind. It’s a question that cuts deep, a truth I can’t escape. I’m a cuckold, her cuckold, and I’m here to serve her desires, no matter how painful they are. The room is filled with her scent, a mix of perfume and something more primal. It’s a reminder of what she wants, what she needs, and what I’m here to provide.The plants in the corner, the shelves lined with her trinkets, they all bear witness to this scene. I’m just a part of the backdrop, a silent observer to her fantasies. The large cup on the nightstand, a symbol of her casual indifference, sits there, untouched. I wonder if she even notices me, or if I’m just a shadow in her world of pleasure. But I’m here, always here, waiting for her to acknowledge my presence, to use me as she sees fit. It’s a role I’ve chosen, a path I’ve walked, and one I’ll continue to follow, no matter where it leads.
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