there is no finality or closure, not even temporarily. TK U MLJ LV NV
by
Anonymous06/03/15
Man, I really liked that one, especially the ending
"What I love about fucking you is that you are another man's wife."
Right there, Tim earned a bullet. Or a sharp knife pulled across his throat. Seriously. Trash like that need to understand someday they'll try out a wife of a man like me.
But thankfully my own similar story happened before I was married and before any kids were involved. My fiancé was wild before we met but calmed down and I thought she would be the perfect woman to make a life with and eventually grow old and die with. Except it turns out at her bachelorette party she ended up pulling a train with three guys she used to know. Somehow they showed up even though it was a girls only party and there was all sorts of people taping it. The next morning there was a knock at my door and when I opened it, there was a disc laying there, saying, "PLAY ME".
Not only did she fuck three guys in front of EVERYONE, at one point she was airtight. And on top of that, she was screaming how good it was and didn't want to stop. That was perfect, she didn't have to stop because I didn't want an old used up toy to play with for the rest of my life.
We rented an apartment together. I worked fast and burned another CD to take with me, the other I left in the computer where she would find and play it. On the computer, I left a note saying "PLAY ME". Next to that, I left the wedding ring of the set she was already wearing. She picked it out and I didn't want anything that was hers. My clothes and just about everything I owned that didn't have her fingerprints on it was loaded in my pickup and I was on the road in less than an hour. We were to be married the next weekend.
I drove north from our hometown of Austin Texas. We had yet to combine our bank accounts so I still had my own with a debit card and no one who could access it. So I didn't care to try and hide where I was going. Within a few hours of my leaving, I figured she would know and then everyone else would understand why I left. Marrying a girl who had fucked a guy or two before we met was one thing. But pulling a train in front of others with such enthusiasm showed me something I hadn't seen. And it was something I didn't' want to have to look at nor live with for the rest of my life.
I had a hefty savings account to draw from. I'd worked every day of my life after graduating from high school and saved most of it. In less than 2 weeks I was working on a farm driving combine and any other jobs that needed done, such as mechanic and welding. Who knew farming corn paid so well! I'd left my hometown in June and by September I was part of a farming community in South Dakota, accepted by everyone in the area. Hard work had more rewards than just the obvious one.
When all the crops were in I finally took the time and called my folks. They were relieved yet angry I hadn't called, although they admitted they knew what happened and that I would be enraged. They told me Debbi had been crushed by what she had done but especially by my leaving her. I didn't need to explain how I felt to my parents. At least Debbi had the balls to show up at my parents house and tell them the wedding was off, she'd done something awful and I'd disappeared. They heard through the grapevine what she'd done and understood why I'd left in the way I did. They did mention both of them promised Debbi they would tell her when I called and wanted me to call her. But I made it perfectly clear I never wanted to heard her voice again. We were all crying by the time the call was over.
Two years later I proposed to another girl. She was the niece of a neighboring farm and moved to the area for work. Farming all mingle and the next thing I knew, Beth and I were basically going out without either one of us actually mention it. We just felt so 'right' with the other, we were pulled together. I proposed one evening when we were swimming down at a local swimming hole in the local river. No one else was there, she was in a modest bikini that she filled out perfectly with a gorgeous figure. I dropped to one knee and she almost fainted!
We were married that fall. Assuming she would want to wait to the next summer I was shocked to find she wanted to marry as soon as we could! A few phone calls and my parents and close family flew in as did hers. It was also a modest affair and I was shocked to find out she was a real live virgin! But after she was broke in, she took to our sex life in a big way.
I took Beth back to my hometown when the boys were 3 1/2 and 5, almost 6. We drove our only vehicle, a 1 ton Ford truck in a 4 door and 4x4 model. Beth puts as many or more miles on it than I do. A little thing at 5' tall and 100lbs, when she's in that truck pulling a stock trailer, you'd think a pro was driving. She can back that thing down a road at top speed and around corners!
We hadn't been in town more than 2 days I think when we first ran across Debbi. We were fueling up when she pulled in with a little Honda Civic. I was looking at her when she started gassing up her little rice burner and she turned to look right into my eyes. It was as if the past 9 years had evaporated. I'm not sure who was the most shocked, her or I. She'd put on a bit of weight since she'd pulled her gangbang but still looked good, at least, from a distance. I hoped she'd leave but no, she lifted her chin and walked straight to me.
Debbi immediately apologized. She blamed alcohol but at the same time, said she took responsibility for her own actions. She was still explaining when Beth came out of the store with the boys and their treats, so I took the time to introduce everyone. As expected, she was gracious and even solemnly shook the boys hands and told them they had a great dad. After we all left, I took the time to explain to Beth that was 'her' and all I received in return was a Mona Lisa-like smile! I had noticed she wasn't wearing a wedding ring and asking my folks later, they weren't aware of her ever marrying anyone, to their knowledge.
I never saw Debbi again. The next year she was killed by a drunk driver on her way home from work. He pulled out from behind a truck in order to pass and Debbi didn't have a chance. We went flowers and I received a phone call from her Mom. Alecia explained she had things from Debbi's apartment she wanted me to have since Debbi and I had purchased them together. I found out, she never left the apartment we were going to live in. She lived there until the day she died, her mom said Debbi explained she felt closer to me there and it allowed her to atone for her mistake a little each day. It saddened me to hear that, just like it did that she never married because she felt it wasn't something she deserved. She'd thrown her chance away like so much trash. I ask Alecia to keep it all herself, there was nothing there for me.
by
Anonymous07/19/15
The wife seems to have transformed into someone else half way through the story.
Seems like 2 stories spliced together.
by
Anonymous11/12/15
Just Plain needs to get high
Then he could write about something he knows. He obviously doesn't know anything about sex or human behavior, and what he knows about getting high is just pathetic. I could see this story being written by a inexperienced 13 year old.
You should have known that there was no way in hell that I was going to say, "Well okay Trish; just don't let it happen again. No way that life was going to continue on as usual. You had to know that.". Yet that is exactly what he did at the party! This author does this a lot. Constantly contradicts his writing. And his stories have no depth at all I'm guessing it is why he has such a hard time with ending his stories.
I’m only on Page 1, and I’m already pissed off! He sees his wife fucking another guy and he doesn’t kick the guy in the nuts and beat the shit out of him because he loves the way she sucks his cock?!
And then he willingly takes sloppy seconds? This guy has wimp cuckold written all over him!
“How was I supposed to know that you didn't know what you were doing.” – Because you’re her “friend” and know how she gets when she’s drunk and high!
"Of course not! Why would you even think something like that?" – How could he not? Let’s see, she fucked Tim nightly while they were broken up, is cheating with him now, why WOULDN’T she keep seeing him after they were back together?
Thank god he finally grew a set, but he could have saved everyone a lot of grief by taking my advice in the first paragraph?
Cheap Slut/Dumb Cuck
Too little.Too late.
Divorce is the only answer in this totally fucked up relationship!
Maggie certainly needs to suffer for her role in this divorce.
Why the fuck didn't he confront the cunt the 1st time he saw Tim slipping his wife the tube steak?!
Epilogue : Nine months after the divorce, Trisha,after having been fucked in her "dirty hole" 69 times by "Hot Dog" Tim,gave birth to twin six pounds bouncing turds.
by
Anonymous02/18/17
1* Warning...Cuck Crap
More wimpy author crap...couldnt even read all of it.
English
I gave it five stars ...
... An excellent story. Panther fan.
Five stars *****
Damn good story. From beginning to end.
WHEN KIDS ARE INVOLVED
there is no finality or closure, not even temporarily. TK U MLJ LV NV
Man, I really liked that one, especially the ending
"What I love about fucking you is that you are another man's wife."
Right there, Tim earned a bullet. Or a sharp knife pulled across his throat. Seriously. Trash like that need to understand someday they'll try out a wife of a man like me.
But thankfully my own similar story happened before I was married and before any kids were involved. My fiancé was wild before we met but calmed down and I thought she would be the perfect woman to make a life with and eventually grow old and die with. Except it turns out at her bachelorette party she ended up pulling a train with three guys she used to know. Somehow they showed up even though it was a girls only party and there was all sorts of people taping it. The next morning there was a knock at my door and when I opened it, there was a disc laying there, saying, "PLAY ME".
Not only did she fuck three guys in front of EVERYONE, at one point she was airtight. And on top of that, she was screaming how good it was and didn't want to stop. That was perfect, she didn't have to stop because I didn't want an old used up toy to play with for the rest of my life.
We rented an apartment together. I worked fast and burned another CD to take with me, the other I left in the computer where she would find and play it. On the computer, I left a note saying "PLAY ME". Next to that, I left the wedding ring of the set she was already wearing. She picked it out and I didn't want anything that was hers. My clothes and just about everything I owned that didn't have her fingerprints on it was loaded in my pickup and I was on the road in less than an hour. We were to be married the next weekend.
I drove north from our hometown of Austin Texas. We had yet to combine our bank accounts so I still had my own with a debit card and no one who could access it. So I didn't care to try and hide where I was going. Within a few hours of my leaving, I figured she would know and then everyone else would understand why I left. Marrying a girl who had fucked a guy or two before we met was one thing. But pulling a train in front of others with such enthusiasm showed me something I hadn't seen. And it was something I didn't' want to have to look at nor live with for the rest of my life.
I had a hefty savings account to draw from. I'd worked every day of my life after graduating from high school and saved most of it. In less than 2 weeks I was working on a farm driving combine and any other jobs that needed done, such as mechanic and welding. Who knew farming corn paid so well! I'd left my hometown in June and by September I was part of a farming community in South Dakota, accepted by everyone in the area. Hard work had more rewards than just the obvious one.
When all the crops were in I finally took the time and called my folks. They were relieved yet angry I hadn't called, although they admitted they knew what happened and that I would be enraged. They told me Debbi had been crushed by what she had done but especially by my leaving her. I didn't need to explain how I felt to my parents. At least Debbi had the balls to show up at my parents house and tell them the wedding was off, she'd done something awful and I'd disappeared. They heard through the grapevine what she'd done and understood why I'd left in the way I did. They did mention both of them promised Debbi they would tell her when I called and wanted me to call her. But I made it perfectly clear I never wanted to heard her voice again. We were all crying by the time the call was over.
Two years later I proposed to another girl. She was the niece of a neighboring farm and moved to the area for work. Farming all mingle and the next thing I knew, Beth and I were basically going out without either one of us actually mention it. We just felt so 'right' with the other, we were pulled together. I proposed one evening when we were swimming down at a local swimming hole in the local river. No one else was there, she was in a modest bikini that she filled out perfectly with a gorgeous figure. I dropped to one knee and she almost fainted!
We were married that fall. Assuming she would want to wait to the next summer I was shocked to find she wanted to marry as soon as we could! A few phone calls and my parents and close family flew in as did hers. It was also a modest affair and I was shocked to find out she was a real live virgin! But after she was broke in, she took to our sex life in a big way.
I took Beth back to my hometown when the boys were 3 1/2 and 5, almost 6. We drove our only vehicle, a 1 ton Ford truck in a 4 door and 4x4 model. Beth puts as many or more miles on it than I do. A little thing at 5' tall and 100lbs, when she's in that truck pulling a stock trailer, you'd think a pro was driving. She can back that thing down a road at top speed and around corners!
We hadn't been in town more than 2 days I think when we first ran across Debbi. We were fueling up when she pulled in with a little Honda Civic. I was looking at her when she started gassing up her little rice burner and she turned to look right into my eyes. It was as if the past 9 years had evaporated. I'm not sure who was the most shocked, her or I. She'd put on a bit of weight since she'd pulled her gangbang but still looked good, at least, from a distance. I hoped she'd leave but no, she lifted her chin and walked straight to me.
Debbi immediately apologized. She blamed alcohol but at the same time, said she took responsibility for her own actions. She was still explaining when Beth came out of the store with the boys and their treats, so I took the time to introduce everyone. As expected, she was gracious and even solemnly shook the boys hands and told them they had a great dad. After we all left, I took the time to explain to Beth that was 'her' and all I received in return was a Mona Lisa-like smile! I had noticed she wasn't wearing a wedding ring and asking my folks later, they weren't aware of her ever marrying anyone, to their knowledge.
I never saw Debbi again. The next year she was killed by a drunk driver on her way home from work. He pulled out from behind a truck in order to pass and Debbi didn't have a chance. We went flowers and I received a phone call from her Mom. Alecia explained she had things from Debbi's apartment she wanted me to have since Debbi and I had purchased them together. I found out, she never left the apartment we were going to live in. She lived there until the day she died, her mom said Debbi explained she felt closer to me there and it allowed her to atone for her mistake a little each day. It saddened me to hear that, just like it did that she never married because she felt it wasn't something she deserved. She'd thrown her chance away like so much trash. I ask Alecia to keep it all herself, there was nothing there for me.
The wife seems to have transformed into someone else half way through the story.
Seems like 2 stories spliced together.
Just Plain needs to get high
Then he could write about something he knows. He obviously doesn't know anything about sex or human behavior, and what he knows about getting high is just pathetic. I could see this story being written by a inexperienced 13 year old.
SAD
very sad
Whatever..
You should have known that there was no way in hell that I was going to say, "Well okay Trish; just don't let it happen again. No way that life was going to continue on as usual. You had to know that.". Yet that is exactly what he did at the party! This author does this a lot. Constantly contradicts his writing. And his stories have no depth at all I'm guessing it is why he has such a hard time with ending his stories.
Thoughts
I’m only on Page 1, and I’m already pissed off! He sees his wife fucking another guy and he doesn’t kick the guy in the nuts and beat the shit out of him because he loves the way she sucks his cock?!
And then he willingly takes sloppy seconds? This guy has wimp cuckold written all over him!
“How was I supposed to know that you didn't know what you were doing.” – Because you’re her “friend” and know how she gets when she’s drunk and high!
"Of course not! Why would you even think something like that?" – How could he not? Let’s see, she fucked Tim nightly while they were broken up, is cheating with him now, why WOULDN’T she keep seeing him after they were back together?
Thank god he finally grew a set, but he could have saved everyone a lot of grief by taking my advice in the first paragraph?
Cheap Slut/Dumb Cuck
Cheap Slut/Dumb Cuck
Too little.Too late.
Divorce is the only answer in this totally fucked up relationship!
Maggie certainly needs to suffer for her role in this divorce.
Why the fuck didn't he confront the cunt the 1st time he saw Tim slipping his wife the tube steak?!
Epilogue : Nine months after the divorce, Trisha,after having been fucked in her "dirty hole" 69 times by "Hot Dog" Tim,gave birth to twin six pounds bouncing turds.
1* Warning...Cuck Crap
More wimpy author crap...couldnt even read all of it.
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