1. How a disgusting midget stole my beautiful young wife (Part II)


    Date: 8/3/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Anal, Authoritarian, Blackmail, Blowjob, Cruelty, Cuckold, Humiliation, Male/Female, Pregnant, Wife, Author: Trish2000, Rating: 66.7, Source: sexstories.com

    did you sleep?” I just ignored him and started collecting up some stuff. The room was a pig sty. It also stank of sex and, I think, Shorty’s farts. “Man,” he snickered as I rooted through the drawers for a clean shirt as fast as I could, “that wife of yours fucks like a goddamn pro!” I said nothing. I knew he was just trying to rile me up. I was determined not to rise to it. “I’m telling you man, the chick’s a five-star fuck-machine” he said. “I wanted to go home, but she wouldn’t even let me y’know? All she wanted to do was ride my horn! All… night… long…” I clenched my fists, but continued to ignore him. I knew this wasn’t true. I just needed to get my shit and get out of there. “She’s a nasty little bitch as well. Did you hear her begging me to spit in her mouth?” “FUCK YOU SHORTY!” I yelled. He just laughed, pleased he’d finally been able to get a reaction out of me. “You know what?” he said, “I think I might join her in the shower. See if she needs any help soaping up those big titties of hers, know what I mean? Hahaha.” He cackled as he hopped off the bed and headed towards the en suite. At the doorway, he paused, scratching his ugly, misshapen ass. “You off to work now bro?” “Yes.” I said through gritted teeth. “Cool. Have a good day, alright? But before you go… be a pal and cook me some breakfast would ya? I’m starving after all that pogo-sticking. Just a couple of waffles or something, nothing much. And maybe some pancakes?” And with that, he waddled into the ...
    bathroom to join my wife. ... After that, Shorty started staying over at the house a lot more often. Whenever he did, I had to sleep in the guest bedroom so he could sleep in my bed with Kelly. Eventually he just told me to move my stuff permanently in there. Unfortunately, the two rooms shared a wall, so I was forced to listen to the two of them having sex all the time. Shorty obviously had a lot of stamina, because he was never satisfied just fucking Kelly once before he fell asleep. He'd usually fuck her, sleep for a bit and then wake up horny in the middle of the night and fuck her again, sometimes three times and usually at least once in her ass. Then, in the morning they'd take a shower together while I had to get up and cook them both breakfast! Sometimes, I could hear them fucking in the shower as well. Shorty's face when he sauntered into the kitchen each morning, freshly clean after a night banging away at my wife, made me physically sick. But what could I do? If I didn't do exactly as the little bastard said, I’d be in jail – I knew that. I was completely at his mercy and he knew it. Sure enough, it wasn’t long before I had become little more than Shorty’s personal bitch. All pretence had gone out the window. He owned me now. He made me cook and clean for him, run errands for him and even buy him stuff, like a $3,000 Rolex and new pair of Ray Bans. I had to wash his car, polish his shoes and pick up his dry cleaning. Each morning, after I’d made breakfast, he had me go ...
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