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Reverse Harem; The Gang Banged Wife

Gypsy — Thu, 25 Apr 2024 17:33:11 +0000

Have you ever wanted to be a fly on the wall? Watch things unfold but never participate. I’m a voyeur, and this story is for a client of mine (Names changed to protect identity). I hope you enjoy.

After years of marriage something needs to spice it up. A cruise would be the perfect place to rekindle the fading romance. John and Michelle planned for years for this cruise, but what they didn’t know was that it would change their lives forever. 7-day Mexican cruise during spring break seemed like a good ideal, well, until the 2nd day of the cruise.

No one said this was going to be a reverse harem cruise.

Who knew that the ship would be loaded with guys on break from college? The moment they took one look at Michelle it would be game over. Or was it just beginning? You decide.

“Honey, I’m going to the Spa for a massage. You can sleep in,” Michelle said.

After years of marriage, John rolled over, grunted, and went back to sleep. He wasn’t going to protest a little extra time in the bed. Plus, they drank far too much the night before and he was hungover.

Arriving at the Spa, Michelle first noticed the fact that the only other people there was 6 men, all of them seemed to be college age and well, nerds. Glasses, pale skin, and very skinny. The kind of boys you would see in one of those Revenge of the Nerds movies. The guy behind the counter was no better, well, a little older, but they all seemed like they might have worked on the same Science Project together.

Michelle could feel the hunger in their eyes the moment she walked into the place. It was like feeding time at the shark tank and she was the bait.

“Ma’am, your room is ready for you. Just take the hall to the end and you can change and slip the robe on there. You masseuse will be in very soon,” said the man.

Even though she felt something ominous in the air, Michelle did as told. Once in the room she removed her clothes, slipped on a white silk robe that seemed too small, and waited. The room contained a large table for the massage, the sounds of nature coming out of the speakers, and a shower in the corner. No red flags, but something still was off.

As the door squeaked open, it was nothing like what Michelle expected. Walking through the door all 6 of those nerd boys entered with their dicks in their hands. When they say the skinny boys have big dicks, they’re right. All these men were packing over 9 inches, and some over 10.

“What the fuck?” Michelle screamed.

“Shut the fuck up and get on your knees. We came for the special treatment and paid a lot for you to swallow our cum,” one said.

“Yeah bitch, down on your knees,” another added.

Without thinking, or resisting, Michelle did as told. In the middle of these six men, she looked terrified. Her eyes wide, but mouth open and ready for the first one. Her husband satisfied her, but not like this. She always dreamed of the day she would have more than one man, and today was it.

Grabbing the robe and ripping it from her body, the men couldn’t keep their hands off their newfound fuck toy. One holding her head as his cock pounded down her throat, another slapping her tits and yanking on her overly large nipples.

Gagging and choking, Michelle reached her hands out to stroke the cocks of two others, but their demands for service was too much. Michelle was soon covered with the welts for an increasing number of slaps and demands that she hurry. A hard cock doesn’t want to wait.

The first shot of cum right to the throat, Michelle gagged and choked thinking about what John would say. Should be tell him that she sucked all 6 of them off?

At the end of the day Michelle took 13 loads of cum and promised to come back tomorrow for another massage. Would John notice, or should she invite him for a couples massage? Maybe being a fly on the wall would make him realize what a little whore he really married.

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Halloween and the legend of witches

Gypsy — Mon, 02 Oct 2023 11:52:11 +0000

This is just a little creative writing to set off the month of October. (RatedPG)

Do witches exist? Some say yes, and others are too scared to admit that they know the truth. Yes, they do exist, but not in the way most people think. They don’t ride brooms and steal children out of their homes. This little story will take you back to the days when they burned anyone for being different. I don’t condone this, but I understand what mass hysteria can do after living through this pandemic.

Screams through the night as the fog filled the cobblestone grounds with a blanket of doom. Doors slammed shut, the lights turned down low, the night was always the most feared time of day. For the past week, four women had gone missing from their beds. Not a trace of their existence left behind. It was as they never were. Husbands without a wife, children without a mother, and yet, not one ever saw anything. Whispers in the air were that a witch was responsible. She was building a coven, and the local women were recruited to do the work of Satan. Well, that’s what the men of this missing girls forced themselves to believe.

“BROOKE,” he screamed.

The husband of a local housewife gone missing hours earlier. This week, his wife, the 5th woman, vanish, her clothing, phone, and wedding ring left behind. Every husband refused to believe that these tortured housewives would give up a dream and walk out on them. It had to be the work of witches being this close to Halloween.

The newspapers, airways, and even word of mouth fell silent as the days went by, but when the kidnapping stopped, they all breathed a sigh of relief. No more wives missing, nor children orphaned, but what happened to the women of that small Midwestern town?

In a small clearing in the woods, the truth would come out. These women all left on their own accord, all of them tired of the men who trained them to be the perfect wife. They cooked, cleaned, and submitted to sex that they hated. Why? Because that’s what society says a good wife does. She is subservient to her husband and children. All were giving up their identity the day a ring on their finger castrated their hopes and dreams. If she spoke, she was irrational, crazed, or god forbid, she was a witch. Yes, that’s what happened. The Devil was now inside of her, and the only way to rid the world of free-thinking women was to stone or burn them alive. If they silenced their tongues, the others would fear speaking out against society’s norm on women.

“You are all charged with witchcraft!” said the judge.

“Guilty of having a mind of your own, using your tongue to teach other women your acts of disobedience. I sentence you all to death by burning,” he added, his lips curling to the smirk of the Devil.

As they tied them to the stakes, brush placed under their feet. A husband holding a torch stood in front of his wife, begging her to give up her voice.

As smug as he was, she used the last words of her life to bring down the misogynistic men who held them in silence.

“Burn us, but you will never take away our minds. We are as human as you are, and though we might not look as you do, we carry the power behind us that will take down a country. You’ve asked us to give up our names on our wedding day, our right to make the same wage as a man, and now, our voice. I would rather die for my sisters than lie to the man who entrapped me. So if you feel the need to keep women quiet, burn us, because if you don’t, one day, I will show the world that without women, you are nothing.”

The fire burned, the soot filling the air from the flesh of the women who refused to allow their tongues to be silenced. Stand up for what you believe in and never allow the world to tell you that you are unimportant. They may burn one of us, but they won’t take us all.

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Exhibitionist Phone Sex Is A Forbidden Desire

admin — Sun, 23 Jul 2023 18:01:06 +0000

Where is the kinkiest place you’ve ever had phone sex? As an exhibitionist at heart, mine might shock some, and entice others. I’ve always considered myself a bit of a freak, but this one takes the cake. What would you think if I had phone sex with a groom right before the wedding? Yes, he was in the church at the time. What you might not know is, so was I.

One of my best friends got married last summer. It was a wild time for all of us with all the parties and wedding preparation. During this time I got to know the groom a little better, and he loved all my kinky phone sex stories. A few times when we all hung out, I took calls, but made sure to walk outside for them. You know, privacy. Well, little did I know, I was being the exhibitionist of the party. As I sat on the back porch, he listened to my tales of freak and kink on the phone. I honestly believe that he wanted to get caught jerking off while I spoke my filthy on the telephone.

Exhibitionist? Well yes I am.

We flirted a few times, but it was all harmless, or so I thought. The day of the wedding all the girls who were in the actual wedding party spent the night together drinking. A little hungover, I was one of the last to leave the hotel room, and to be honest, I really didn’t want to go. I knew they were wrong for each other. He had a wandering eye when it came to other women, and she wasn’t over her ex boyfriend yet. The exhibitionist in me yanked open the drapes and stood naked in front of the hotel window. Little did I know, he was watching from across the courtyard.

Ring Ring

When my phone rang it was the bride telling me to hurry. I assured her I would, but knew I was going to be the last one inside. I am always late. Within 20 minutes I stood in the dressing area of the church putting on the final touches of my lipstick when the phone rang. I knew the number, but was shocked that he was calling me. It was the fucking groom. Excusing myself I went into a small chapel off the larger church to take the call.

Oh, fuck, Gypsy. I’m stroking my cock and thinking about fucking you right now.

I almost dropped the phone when he said that. It was his wedding day for fucksakes. I whispered that he needed to stop and get to the main church, but instead he sent me a picture of him jerking off. GOD DAMMIT! I was so fucking wet at that moment. My friend didn’t deserve that cock. He was so big and thick, and I knew she was a whore. Hell, at the bridal shower she fucked the stripper. She was not innocent in all of this.

What did I do? What would you have done? The rest of the story is a secret and will be password protected. If you want the password you can send me a tribute on niteflirt.

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