You would have blushed even deeper if you had heard your wife and her friends talking about you. “He was quite reluctant but I’ve brought my husband with me to introduce him to Mark. He blushed and even stuttered when he said, ‘my wife has told me that you are the best boss she could wish.’ He is having a quite hard, and humbling, time being polite and even flattering my lover ... but he’s behaving like a good cuckold would do.”

    I might just be fucking your wife tomorrow, Dave, in the bar’s men’s room, and there’ll be nothing you can do about it. You won’t cock-block me any more than you did the last time, when your knocking on the bathroom door didn’t stop me. This time, the door will be open, and I’ll let you watch. I’ll tell you to stand back as I fuck your wife. I’ll give you the finger right to your face as I spew a big fat load of my seed inside your precious wife’s pussy.

    You wanted to see if I’d be interested in Mike?“
    "Well maybe, but not consciously. When I walked out of the men’s room that first night and saw you guys making out at the bar, I was frickin’ stunned. Never saw that coming.”
    “You saw us making out?”
    “Yeah.”
    “Why didn’t you come over and interrupt?”
    “I didn’t want to cause a scene or embarrass you.”
    “Why were you cool with
    Mike coming back to our place?”

  • DAVID MCMANUS
  • CUCK STORM HORIZON
  • RELUCTANT CUCKOLD
  • CUCKOLD UNCHARTED
  • CUCKOLD
  • CUCKOLDING
  • CUCKOLDRY
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  • You wanted to see if I'd be interested in Mike?"
    "Well maybe, but not consciously. When I walked out of the men's room that first night and saw you guys making out at the bar, I was frickin' stunned. Never saw that coming."
    "You saw us making out?"
    "Yeah."
    "Why didn't you come over and interrupt?"
    "I didn't want to cause a scene or embarrass you."
    "Why were you cool with Mike coming back to our place?"

    “Were you imagining us in our bedroom, like were you wondering the details?”
    “Sure, I pictured it.”
    “Meaning you masturbated?” she said.
    “What?”
    “Thinking of me having sex,” she said, “did you?”
    “Yeah, Ash,” I said, “all right, I did. The first night I was out there. I was missing you and thinking about you.”
    “And you masturbated thinking about me with Mike?”
    “C’mon Ash, really.”
    “I’d just really like to know,” she said. “You can tell me.”
    “Okay, yeah,” I said. “That night I did… I think.”
    Ashley smiled and took my hand. “I know that wasn
    ’t easy for you to say, but I really appreciate you telling me.”

    Quotes from “CUCK STORM HORIZON” by David McManus

    He was a bit rude, he told your wife, “I know you are married, but you aren’t being fucked properly and you are longing for a big, hard, cock.” And your wife felt a tingling sensation all over her pussy lips and clit, an almost sudden wetness, and her nipples harden, and ... welcomed his cock with two intense orgasms.”

    I might just be fucking your wife tomorrow, Dave, in the bar's men's room, and there'll be nothing you can do about it. You won't cock-block me any more than you did the last time, when your knocking on the bathroom door didn't stop me. This time, the door will be open, and I'll let you watch. I'll tell you to stand back as I fuck your wife. I'll give you the finger right to your face as I spew a big fat load of my seed inside your precious wife's pussy.

    I pulled out some supplies from the kitchen, cranked music, and began cleaning the bathroom. I reminded myself of the fun, normal time we'd had yesterday, the way Ashley had leaned into me in the cab the other night, the way nothing seemed to have changed.

    But after I was done, with our bathroom now pristine, I sat on top of the sink.

    The motherfucker fucked my wife in a ratty little bathroom, with people-including her own husband-right outside.

    God, what a dumb-luck gift he'd been given.

    I thought of Ashley knowing Jim Murta's sperm was inside her pussy as we took a cab ride home together ...

    The first jaw-dropping moment was hearing your sister ask her black boyfriend, “would you like to have my brother’s girlfriend?” Then, she even told you, “don’t leave, stay with us and watch; you must show her that you are an understanding and supportive boyfriend, that her needs do matter to you.”

    After months of absolutely no sex since your wife had told you that she had a lover and introduced him to you, she let you go down on her. You felt the happiest hubby for being allowed that intimacy, and even more because she said, "honey, I don't want you to feel excluded."

    "Did Ashley kiss you when she got home last night?" "Yeah," I said before adding, "why?" Mike was clearly getting at something. "Good girl," Mike said. "Why?" I asked again. "Because it shows she follows my instructions. I told her to. That's good. And she kissed you before brushing her teeth?" "Yes, Mike, why?" I said, beginning to suspect the answer. "We came back to your apartment at the end of night. We went up to the roof. Nice roof deck you have, by the way. Nothing like getting a BJ from a guy's wife, looking at that two-plus carat wedding ring on her hand, wrapped around your cock, knowing her husband is waiting up for her down below." "You came in her mouth?" I said, my stomach in knots.

    Yes, honey, I want you to accompany me to the New Year’s Eve party; I want you to be there while I flirt with your boss and when we use a silly excuse to go to one of the rooms to fuck. I want them to know that you consent.

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    TO DAVID MCMANUS, AUTHOR OF

    RELUCTANT CUCKOLD & CUCK STORM HORIZON

    Dear Mr. McManus,

    First of all, I want to say that I hope that the reason why you have not yet written “Cuckold Uncharted” is not an unwanted event in your personal life, because, before all, I wish you the best. There are many reasons why you might have decided not to continue the story of Dave, Ashley and Mike, which I, of course, respect; but I sincerely hope that the reason has not been an unfortunate incident.

    I have used my blogs to promote your books “Reluctant Cuckold” and “Cuck Storm Horizon” and for prepublication promotion of “Cuckold Uncharted” because I consider the two first installments of the story among the best ever published stories about cuckolding. Your books stand out from the rest because of the detailed, credible, and vivid description of the mental turmoil, anguish and suffering experienced by the cuckold; and for the believable characters and natural description of their everyday life.

    Although many of the Tumblr followers may be more interested in pictures than in stories, I wanted them to know about your books because at least some of them may like them, buy them, and thus encourage you to complete the yet unfinished story. You already know it, but anyone who reads this open letter must know that I have not promoted your books in exchange for any kind of payment; I have done it because I admire your work, because, selfishly, I want you to publish more installments of the story.

    “Cuck Storm Horizon” was published many years ago; and I, as well as some of your readers who have sent messages to my Tumblr blogs, think that “Cuckold Uncharted” might not ever be published. No matter how much I, and many of your readers, would like to read “Cuckold Uncharted” or, at least in my case, even read the discarded drafts, the prepublication promotion of “Cuckold Uncharted” seems aimless. Probably, it is time stop posting about your books, and to stop posting other captioned pictures too, but the blogs will remain open for you to write to your readers if you want and to let them know about your plans.

    Thank you for having written “Reluctant Cuckold” and “Cuck Storm Horizon” for us, I really enjoyed reading them.

    Yours faithfully,

    A grateful reader.

    HAPPY NEW YEAR, DAVID MCMANUS

    Honey, my boss asked me if I knew what the anklet usually means. I told him that it meant that if I had sex with him you wouldn’t complain at all. He asked me if you go down on me and I told him that I let you lick my feet, that you only get to lick my pussy if you ask me to let you lick my lover’s cum.