1. How a disgusting midget stole my beautiful young wife


    Date: 7/28/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Authoritarian, Blackmail, Blowjob, Cheating, Cuckold, Humiliation, Male/Female, Non-consensual sex, Oral Sex, Wife, Author: Trish2000, Rating: 70, Source: sexstories.com

    in Raleigh too. She recognized me apparently, not because I'd ever met her, but because one of her clients had been an FBI agent investigating my disappearance. Shorty heard this, did a bit of digging around and quickly worked out the truth. Suddenly, the only other person in the whole state who knew my secret was the nasty little midget who lived across the street. "Are you going to tell anyone?" I asked with a dry mouth when he told me he knew. "I don't know yet bro," he replied. "I don't want you to go to jail or anything buddy, I like you and all, but that's pretty fucked up. I feel like I should tell the cops y'know?" "Shorty, please don't! I'm begging you, man. Please can we just keep this between us? I'll do anything!" I can remember his little piggy eyes flashing when I said that. He said he’d think about it, and promised not to do anything until he’d thought it over. I ended up confessing everything to Kelly that night, partly because I felt so guilty but partly because I wanted her advice on what to do about Shorty. She was obviously very disappointed, but I was relieved that she was sticking by me. She cried and said she didn’t want me to go to the prison and I said I didn’t either. She said she was scared that Shorty knew. “I don’t trust that horrid little man Peter!” she said. “He’s a pervert and he’s evil. What are we going to do?” For the next few days, I stayed close to Shorty to try and get a sense of what he was going to decide. Obviously I was real ...
    nice to him, and tried my best to sway his decision. I offered to wash and wax his car for him (it was filthy) since he probably found things like that difficult, being so short. He thanked me, but then asked me to do some other stuff for him as well. Of course I obliged, and ended up unblocking his toilet for him (that was really gross) and clearing all the trash in front of his house (also gross). I was happy to do it however, thinking it made him less likely to turn me in. Then, a few days later, I got a phone call from him, asking me to come over to his house. I went across the street at once. “I’ve thought about it,” he said, “and even though I don’t agree with what you did, and I think you should probably be punished for ripping off all those people, I’m not going to tell anyone.” “Thank you! Thank you so much!” I gushed. “I mean, I don’t think you’d last five minutes in prison Petey,” he joked. “You’d definitely wind up being somebody’s bitch!” This was something that had crossed my mind too, and was of the main things that scared me about the whole prospect. “You’re right.” I said, laughing. “I’m so grateful Shorty! Thank you so much.” “But there’s one condition…” he said slyly, and the laughter died from my face. “That beautiful young wife of yours… what’s her name again?” “Y…you mean Kelly?” “Yehhhh” he rasped. “Kelly. Well…” “What?” “I want her to blow me.” “…Blow you?” “Yeh, you know, give me a blowjob. Suck my dick. Just one time. That’s the condition.” “WHAT?!” ...
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