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Her Ex-Ex Boyfriend: A Cuckold Story
Her Ex-Ex Boyfriend: A Cuckold Story
Her Ex-Ex Boyfriend: A Cuckold Story
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Her Ex-Ex Boyfriend: A Cuckold Story

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Finn knows he has a small package, but small and unable to stay hard? That’s too much disappointment for any marriage to handle. When his beautiful wisp of a wife runs into Tyler, her mammoth, dark-skinned ex-boyfriend, he feels more inadequate than ever... but also wildly turned on.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherKayla Rhodes
Release dateJun 30, 2020
ISBN9781393697930
Her Ex-Ex Boyfriend: A Cuckold Story
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Kayla Rhodes

Kayla is an author of erotic short stories, specializing in weird kinks and misfit niches. Check out her website if you have any story requests!

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    Her Ex-Ex Boyfriend - Kayla Rhodes

    My wife and I don’t go to a lot of parties, and now I remembered why. Less than thirty minutes after we arrived, Jennifer ran into someone she knew, and normally that wouldn’t bother me, but it was someone I’d heard stories about. Tyler. The ex-boyfriend.

    Until that party, I hadn’t considered myself the jealous type, but I’d also never been tested. I just assumed that since I was the one with the ring, that fact would balance out any inadequacies I felt, but I was wrong.

    Tyler was at least four inches taller than me, and I had suspicions that it wasn’t the only place where he exceeded me by that same amount. He was black and muscular (not just in the ‘yeah he could probably lift furniture’ kind of way. In the ‘this dude lives at the gym’ kind of way.) Standing next to my wife, who was blonde and petite, he looked like a monument to masculinity.

    And then there was me, standing awkwardly to the side, slightly doughy, more than a little unkept, and with the kind of freckles that only look good on nine-year-old children. I watched them catch up, nervously twisting my ring, reminding myself that she wouldn’t fuck him. She agreed to only fuck me.

    That didn’t stop the images from jumping to my mind. After all, she had fucked him before, and knowing my wife’s appetite for such things, they’d done it a lot. I couldn’t help wondering how had she moaned when she had his cock inside her? Was it different from the little whimpering moans I got? Did she miss him?

    I imagined the look of rapture on her angelic face as this

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