New Story is Up!

As you can see I have just posted my new story 'How to Break Your Man', It is, by some margin, the longest story I have ever written (49100 words, spread over twelve chapters) and I hope you enjoy reading it. Mistress was extremely helpful with proofreading it all, but she didn't like all of it, which is what I feared (and posted here several times if you remember).

It seems I am stuck between a rock and hard place really. I didn't see any point writing another 'tepid' femdom/cuckold story so I tried to push it harder and Mistress didn't like it. But there's no point my writing stories that I don't want her to read because part of the idea of writing stories at all is that it's a way to share 'fantasies' with her, bring new ideas and hopefully prompt 'growth' within our own relationship.

Not that I'm expecting her to go to these extremes of course, but I figured that if Mistress saw that she could be a LOT meaner to me then it might inspire her to be a little meaner. 

So now, I don't really know what to do, but I don't think there will be any more of these kind of stories for a while. I feel fairly drained with it anyway, and I can tell my 'writing switch' has flicked off again. Which is fine. Maybe I will write some different kinds of stories and leave the Femdom / Cuckold / Chastity genre alone for a bit. 

Let me know what you think anyway.

How to Break Your Man - Part 1 (Written July 2026)

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How to Break Your Man - Part 2 (Written July 2026)

HOW TO BREAK YOUR MAN – Part 2

After Rick left to go back home and get ready for work, Amy tried to put the events of the previous night out of her mind, but it was not easy. She had a lot on her plate today and the last thing she needed was the constant distraction of the video and the memory of Rick submissively licking her ‘used’ pussy…

As she took the lift down to the breakfast room the images from the video played in her mind and she wondered how soon she could get back to the room and masturbate to it yet again. She really couldn’t understand why the video had such an effect on her, it was like as soon as she finished watching it she craved seeing it all over again.

The lift reached the ground floor and Amy told herself to knock it off. While she wasn’t technically ‘at work’ just yet, she was around people who mattered and she had to look professional and capable. After all, anyone could sit next to her at breakfast.

Amy selected a few items from the buffet and sat on a table for four. She looked back over at the buffet and the croissants she had left behind, and when she turned back a figure towered over her.

“Is it okay if I sit with you?”

Amy eyes trailed up from Matthew’s stomach, over his broad chest and up to his handsome, smiling face. 

“Yes…. yes, of course,” she said, smiling back at him as he pulled out the chair opposite and set down his plate of eggs and bacon.

Amy did not think once about Rick, or the video until breakfast was over.

*****

After breakfast Amy rushed back to her room and brought herself to another orgasm. She was so fucking horny since she started watching that video, it was ridiculous… and Matthew wasn’t helping either. He was kind of flirting with her at the breakfast table, but very subtly… or maybe it was all in her head. She really didn’t know any more… maybe she was just too horny to think straight.

She checked her reflection, a little flushed perhaps but not too obvious… and made her way back to the lift. 

She didn’t hear from Rick all day, but in a way she was pleased because it meant she could concentrate on doing her job properly. Then just after five she got a new message.

RICK: Hi Miss Amy…. Hope you have had a good day. I’ve attached another couple of videos for you to watch tonight. I hope you enjoy them.

Amy quickly responded.

AMY: Hi. Not a bad day really… last night was something else, how are you feeling now?

RICK: Confused.

AMY: Okay. Strangely, I’m not. In fact I feel very sure… about EVERYTHING. Speak later. Love you.

RICK: Love you 2. XXX

That wasn’t quite true, Amy wasn’t at all ‘sure about EVERYTHING’, but she wanted Rick to think she was. Eventually she would work everything out in her head, and then she would tell Rick how it was going to be. In the meantime, let him sweat.

*****

How to Break Your Man - Part 3 (Written July 2026)

 HOW TO BREAK YOUR MAN – Part 3

By Friday afternoon Amy was home. Rick greeted her warmly when she arrived, but even as they hugged in the hallway she made it crystal clear that she was not yet ready to talk about what happened during the week. She said she was very tired and that she just wanted to have a normal night at home, the two of them with a takeaway and the TV. There would be plenty of time to talk later.

Rick breathed a sigh of relief. While he was excited to talk about what had happened, he was also incredibly nervous about where this was going and what Amy might say to him. Honestly, he was still quite terrified that she might just turn around and say she couldn’t deal with his shit and that she wanted out. 

To be honest, he wouldn’t have blamed her. Not many women would react positively to being sent a video like that, he thought. He just hoped they could find a place where they were both comfortable, but he knew he had to give Amy the power to decide what she wanted first and foremost. The fact that she had told him she had gone down to the bar in the hotel and a guy hit on her straight away really put him on the back foot… I mean, of course a guy hit on her, she was hot and he was alone in a hotel. Durr. 

Even so, from Rick’s perspective things were moving a lot faster than he thought they might, especially considering he didn’t even know if things would move at all. Monday seemed like a long time ago and Amy a different woman compared to the start of the week. Rick loved this new, confident Amy, but it also worried him a fair bit too. 

He figured he would just have to see how things played out and hope for the best.

Rick had to work on Saturday so Amy was left alone to catch up on the things she didn’t have time to do during the week. Amy toyed with the idea of asking Rick to take her out on Saturday night, somewhere nice where she could flirt with men while Rick sat alone at the bar perhaps… but in the end she just didn’t have the energy, and now she was finally home the thought of going out again didn’t really fill her with enthusiasm.

As she attended to various tedious jobs throughout the day, she thought about what she was going to say to Rick tomorrow. Because tomorrow was the day she planned to lay it on the line for him, not that he needed to know that yet. Better he didn’t in fact… keep him off balance.

Saturday night was another quiet one and Amy was in bed asleep by 10PM. In the morning she woke up early and decided to go for a run. When she came back she wrote a note for Rick and left it on the kitchen worktop next to a butt plug, a tube of lube and a pair of her old panties, then headed for the shower.

‘Good morning bitch,’ the note began. ‘As you can see, I’ve left you some items which I want you to wear today. Meet me in the lounge at 11AM. Don’t be late. Don’t disappoint me.’

Rick passed the bathroom on the way down and looked in through the partly open door, sneaking a peek at his gorgeous wife’s wet, naked body in the mirror. He padded down the stairs, into the kitchen and noticed the note and the other items immediately. A wave of excitement and trepidation washing over him as he noticed that she had referred to him simply as ‘bitch’.

He checked the time, it was 9:55 so he had some time to get ready. He figured he wanted to make a good impression so he blew off breakfast and rushed back to the bedroom to use the shower in the en suite. He also shaved and sprayed himself with Amy’s favourite fragrance, which she had insisted on choosing for him on the grounds that ‘she’ was the one who had to smell it (strangely this logic didn’t work in reverse for some reason), before lubing up his ass and pushing the butt plug inside. Then he picked up the panties she had left. He held them to his nose and was disappointed to find that they were clean. He thought he made it clear that he didn’t want to do this, but she said ‘Don’t disappoint me’ so he felt like he didn’t really have a choice.

He slid the panties up his legs and stretched them until they covered his cock and balls. He felt ridiculous and embarrassed, but he presumed that was the idea. 

How to Break Your Man - Part 4 (Written July 2026)

HOW TO BREAK YOUR MAN – Part 4

Something changed in Amy after that night, she was no longer doing this just for Rick, now she was doing it for herself too. But she still loved Rick and was still very nervous that this could all go horribly wrong. For several weeks they continued on as they were, the chastity cage eventually arrived and after some difficulties with fitting Rick eventually got used to it and could wear it for several days at a time. Amy was patient but firm with him, understanding that a chastity cage takes some getting used to, but at the same time not letting him get away with anything.

About ten weeks after the night Rick admitted he wanted her to cuckold him, Amy finally decided she needed to act. However, she was still very worried about taking such a huge step and she wondered if there was some way she could test Rick again to really set her mind at ease. 

An opportunity arose when some of the girls from the office asked her to go on a hen night, which would include visiting several seedy bars and potentially a strip club. Amy milked every bit of value she could out of this, constantly teasing Rick about the upcoming ‘night out’ and what it could mean; describing in detail to him how her pussy would look after a ‘nice big cock’ had fucked it and left it full of cum for him to clean up.

Rick seemed nervous but excited at the prospect of Amy taking another man’s cock inside her, but she still needed something to stave off her own anxieties. But what? How could she ‘fake’ cheating on him so that he believed she had, before she did it for real?

She wracked her brain trying to think of something until eventually, on the eve of the hen party inspiration finally struck.

“Don’t forget to get some condoms,” Anna said as she walked past her in the office. 

“What?” frowned Amy, suddenly feeling very self-conscious. She hadn’t told anyone about what was going on with her and Rick and she had no intention of becoming Martina’s understudy.

“For tomorrow,” Anna continued. “For Maggie’s dress.”

“Oh…. Gotcha!”

Amy heaved a sigh of relief and let out a small chuckle as she imagined Maggie walking down the high street with dozens of rubbers pinned to her clothes. 

But as she travelled home she suddenly broke into a broad smile.

“Yes, condoms. Of course!”

Amy pulled off at the next junction and headed for the supermarket to buy supplies.

*****

How to Break Your Man - Part 5 (Written July 2026)

 HOW TO BREAK YOUR MAN – Part 5

A few days later, Rick was working late and Amy received a message from him that contained a link to another video. Amy was at a loose end and a little bored, as it happened she’d been on the verge of calling Dean to see if he wanted to meet up for a quick fuck. But she decided to watch the video instead.

The title was ‘BBC Cuckold Propaganda’.

She clicked on it and the video started. It wasn’t like the other videos Rick had sent her, it wasn’t punctuated with text but now and again a pretty blond girl spoke to the camera. The first half of the video was simply white girls getting fucked hard by the biggest dicks Amy had ever seen. Huge black cocks that made Rick’s and Dean’s look completely inadequate.

As she watched, Amy’s hand slipped down inside her joggers and she started to play with her pussy. Soon she pushed them down and got comfortable, half lying on the sofa with one foot on the floor, the other on the cushion, her knee bent upwards.

Her breathing changed as she watched endless white girls’ mouths and pussies being stretched, while dominant black men slapped their asses and sometimes even their faces as they struggled to take their girth. It was hot, but Amy wasn’t stupid… it didn’t take long for her to twig that basically all these women were getting nailed by the same three exceptionally well-hung guys. 

About half way through the video changed in tone, it was no longer about huge, dominant black men fucking white pussies and filling them with cum. Now it was white women beckoning their ‘husbands’ to them, opening their legs and pushing the men’s heads down between their thighs. In one scene a white guy lay on the floor while a woman stood over him, cum dripping freely out of her pussy and into his mouth.  

When the video ended Amy restarted it and came as she watched a woman with a decidedly 1950s aesthetic sitting on her partners chest while sucking a huge black cock and drooling spit into the guy beneath her’s mouth.

As soon as she started to cum the image of Matthew fucking her and holding her legs back to her chest as he pounded her pussy returned. As before, he pulled out and jerked off on her pussy then moved out of the way to let Rick do his duty.  

When Rick came home Amy told him she watched the video. He seemed slightly embarrassed about it, but brightened somewhat when she told him she came while watching it.

“It was hot,” she said. “I’m not against the idea of fucking black men…” she smiled, “…especially if they’re hung like that, but I’m quite happy with white guys too. Especially if they make me cum.”

Amy cast a disparaging glance at Rick’s groin, there was no need for her to spell out what she meant.

How to Break Your Man - Part 6 (Written July 2026)

 HOW TO BREAK YOUR MAN – Part 6

“Is it in?” asked Amy.

“Yes,” said Rick, resisting the temptation to make a joke.

“How does it feel?”

“Tight, but okay. I feel like I’m walking a bit funny though.”

Amy laughed and kissed her husband.

“Mmm, well I’m sure it will be worth it.”

The doorbell rang loudly and interrupted their tender moment. Amy quickly fondled Rick’s cage through his trousers and said “Who knows, maybe this will come off later… or not, we’ll see.”

Rick groaned as his wife headed to the front door. 

“Hi Anna, come in.”

Suddenly Rick could smell burning and he dashed back into the kitchen to save a saucepan that was boiling over.

Anna crossed the threshold and the two women shared a brief hug and a kiss on the cheek before Amy led her into the lounge.

Amy sat in her usual place on the sofa, while Anna sat in the armchair at right angles to her.

“How’s Rick?” Anna asked politely.

“Oh he’s okay, he’s doing some cooking at the moment. I think something has just gone a bit awry though, haha. Would you like something to eat?”

“Oh no, just Coke please, haha… I ate too much at lunch and I’m not remotely hungry.” 

“Of course, let me just go and get you one.”

Amy returned with a glass of wine for herself and a freshly poured glass of Coke for Anna and set them down on the coffee table between them.

“So tell me about your new job,” began Amy. “It all sounds very exciting…”

*****

How to Break Your Man - Part 7 (Written July 2026)

HOW TO BREAK YOUR MAN – Part 7

Over the coming weeks and despite her constantly badgering him about wanting him to stay over with her, Amy continued to visit Dean at his place. Of course it was ‘simpler’ that way but it wasn’t getting them any closer to where she wanted them to be; together, in her bed with Rick close by. Eventually he caved and spent a few nights there, on the understanding that Rick stayed in the spare room. Amy agreed because this at least was ‘progress’.

Once he got comfortable with being there and interacting a little with Rick, Amy resumed her push for more. It wasn’t easy, but she eventually persuaded Dean to let her husband watch them fuck. After weeks of fruitless begging, she finally decided to go all out and offer him her ass as bait. Dean had often suggested anal, but Amy had always resisted, not because she herself was hesitant about it, but because she knew one day she might want to use it as a bargaining chip.

Dean was conflicted, but his lust for her ass eventually won out and as he pumped her tight hole full of cum she could think of nothing but Rick kneeling in the corner watching them and waiting to be called on to clean her. Whether it would be her pussy or her ass he would be cleaning was something she hadn’t yet decided.

*****

Despite giving up her ass, Dean was still a little reluctant to follow through on his side of the bargain. This annoyed Amy quite a bit, and she told him in no uncertain terms that unless he kept his word he could kiss goodbye to ever feeling her ass wrapped around his cock again.

Then one night, Amy was on her knees sucking Dean’s thick cock while he lay back on the sofa. She waited until he started to cum and then let go of his cock, stood up and walked out of the room without saying a word. 

Dean had his eyes closed and didn’t realise what was happening at first. He opened them to see Amy wandering off and he quickly grabbed his cock and finished himself off, then sat on the sofa wondering what the hell just happened. 

After a minute or so Amy came back into the room and glared at him, she was slowly coming to realise that Dean was no ‘bull’.

“What… was that?” asked Dean.

Amy continued to glare at him.

“It’s frustrating isn’t it… when people don’t finish things they start, or follow through on promises they made.”

“Oh… fuck,” whispered Dean. “Yeah okay, I’m sorry.”

“So are you gonna do it then?”

Dean gave her a pained look, he really didn’t want to, but he knew he fucked up making a promise and he could tell she wasn’t going to let this slide.

“Okay,” he said. “If it will make you happy.”

*****

How to Break Your Man - Part 8 (Written July 2026)

HOW TO BREAK YOUR MAN - Part 8

Amy and Rick were cuddling in bed after she had enjoyed yet another orgasm on his always eager tongue.

“Did you enjoy ‘fucking’ me the other day, even though I made you use the strap on?”

“Yes, of course… I mean, it was a bit strange thrusting into you but feeling nothing, but still, it was lovely to watch you enjoy it, plus I didn’t have to worry about holding back.”

Amy laughed at that. 

“Actually… that’s not strictly true. I thought I might actually cum at one point, I mean I was still moving my hips so my cock must have thought I was fucking you even though I wasn’t!”

“Do you regret not being allowed to fuck me anymore?”

“Sometimes, yes… but we both know I’m better with my tongue.”

“True, but don’t you wish you could feel my warm pussy wrapped around your cock again?”

“Of course…” Rick’s voice trailed off wistfully as he tried to remember what it felt like to actually fuck his wife.

“Well, who knows… maybe if it takes a long time to find a replacement for Dean I might actually get so frustrated that I let you.” 

Rick and Amy fell silent for a good minute or so, enjoying the warmth of each other’s bodies and occasionally planting delicate kisses on each other.

“Do you miss my pussy or my ass more?” pressed Amy. “I mean, not that I let you fuck my ass very often but still…”

“I don’t know Miss. I can barely remember what it was like fucking your ass, it seems like such a long time ago.”

“Yes, it was… a very long time ago. Honestly, whatever happens, I don’t think you’ll ever get to fuck my ass again. Even if we stopped this. I don’t think I would let you… I’d only ever let a dominant man fuck my ass now. A really dominant man. One who makes me feel like you feel about me. If that’s even possible…”

Rick stared into space, mildly distressed if not remotely surprised by Amy’s revelation.

“I’m disappointed, you know, about Dean…. I really hoped he would man up and take control. I wanted you to kneel next to me on the bed while he fucked me so I could play with your cage and your aching balls. I wanted you to lick my ass and my clit while he fucked me and I wanted you to lick his balls while I rode his cock.”

“Most of all I wanted to watch you clean him. I really wanted to see you struggle with yourself, but ultimately bend down and take his cock in your mouth while I watched, sucking the last drops of cum out of his shaft… I fantasized about him fucking you too,” Amy whispered. “but I don’t think Dean would have ever gone that far.”

“Would you have let him if I told you to?”

Rick thought it over for a few seconds, his heart beating loudly in his ears as he struggled to give her an honest answer.

“I think so, Miss… yes.”

“I know you would. You’d do anything for me wouldn’t you… almost anything,” she said, kissing him lovingly on the lips. 

The couple lay in silence for a while until Amy spoke again.

“Oh, I forgot to tell you, Anna is coming over tomorrow night, and I want you to be there.”

*****

How to Break Your Man - Part 9 (Written July 2026)

HOW TO BREAK YOUR MAN - Part 9

Over the next few months Amy became more and more fixated on black cocks and Matthew’s in particular. She regularly fucked herself while Rick watched, or sometimes got him to use her new dildo on her while she fantasized about her colleague fucking her, blissfully unaware of what the future held.

Matthew was appointed head of a new project at work and Amy applied to transfer on to the project the second the email arrived in her in box. She was surprised, but over the moon to get an email back from Matthew himself welcoming her to the team within an hour of her request.

Within a few weeks she was working alongside him. Pretty much every day and the more she was around him the more she became convinced he was the one she needed. He was so confident in himself and one afternoon she watched him rip a guy to pieces over his shoddy work. He didn’t scream and shout, he calmly and eloquently made the guy feel about two feet tall and left him almost trembling. Later the same day someone called him ‘Matt’ by accident and he politely but very dominantly corrected them; Amy just about came watching that!

That night she fucked herself relentlessly while Rick watched on, his cock aching in its cage. After she’d recovered from her third orgasm of the evening Amy breathlessly pulled her husband towards her and sat up just enough that she could unlock his cage. 

“Take it off,” she gasped. “I want it inside me.”

Rick’s eyes were wide as he pulled the metal cage away and released his cock for the first time in what seemed like weeks. 

“Get it hard for me,” moaned Amy as she collapsed back on the bed and played with her clit some more.

Rick massaged his cock until it was standing at its full (very average) height and then Amy reached out and slapped it. She slapped it a second time, much harder.

“Look at it,” she chided. “I deserve so much better don’t I?”

“Yes Miss Amy,” agreed Rick as she slapped it a third time.

“Come on then,” she smiled. “Slide it in… right to the top.”

Rick moved between Amy’s legs and she fixed him with a steely stare. She reached down and gripped his cock, slowly feeding it into her sodden cunt.

“No!” warned Amy, the second Rick tried to push it inside.

“You are not allowed to thrust inside me, I just want you to feel what it’s like to be inside me again. I want you to remember what you gave up when you chose this path… and what real men get to feel whenever they want.”

Rick whimpered.

How to Break Your Man - Part 10 (Written July 2026)

HOW TO BREAK YOUR MAN – Part 10

Amy arrived home mid-afternoon to an empty house, Rick wouldn’t be home for a good couple of hours yet so she unpacked, did her washing and answered some emails. Around 4:30pm she heard Rick’s car pull up outside and went to greet him. 

As soon as her husband walked through the door, Amy threw her arms around his neck and kissed him hard. She pulled him into the lounge and pushed him down onto his back on the sofa before tearing her shorts off and straddling his face. 

Matthew had fucked her a third time when they woke up and while most of his cum had soaked out into her panties she still tasted of him.

“Does it taste good?” Amy asked. “Is it true… does black cum really taste better than white cum?” she teased knowing full well it pushed Rick’s submissive buttons.

Rick didn’t answer, his tongue was buried as deep as he could get inside his wife’s well used pussy, lapping and funnelling anything he could find to his greedy throat.

“You love eating my dirty, used cunt don’t you?” Amy taunted. “You’re such a bitch for me.”

Rick groaned hard into Amy’s pussy, his cock aching for relief, but finding only the cold steel bars that made up its cage.

Eventually Amy climbed off him and Rick sat up, pussy juice and cum still plastered across his face. Amy moved closer and carefully wiped every drop towards his mouth with her fingers.

“That’s right, don’t miss a drop of those sweet juices…” she cooed.

She kissed him again, the taste of her pussy and Matthew’s cum taking her right back to their morning fuck.

“Oh Rick, it was amazing…” she began. “He’s so different to Dean, it’s like night and day… or perhaps day and night. He totally gets it. He was really firm with me, in fact he told me he expects ‘obedience’ from both of us. That made me so wet…”

Rick looked a little shell shocked at this turn of events, from what Amy had said until now Matthew sounded like a really nice guy, but at least he wasn’t a washout like Dean had been.

“I asked him if he was going to make you suck his cock, and he said ‘No, he will beg me to let him suck it, right after I fuck your ass.’. It was so hot, that pushed me right over the edge, I came so fucking hard… it was crazy. And then we fucked again and then again this morning. His cock is so good.. it’s not as big as my dildo, but it’s easily the biggest I’ve ever had. Sooo thick, it hurts so good.”

Rick smiled, he was pleased for Amy that she finally found a guy worth her while, but that obviously brought its own challenges.

“And…” continued Amy, “…he said he wants me to be his assistant when he goes abroad on business.”

Rick looked a little less keen on that idea.

How to Break Your Man - Part 11 (Written July 2026)

HOW TO BREAK YOUR MAN – Part 11

The next two weekends Amy spent at Matthew’s house and so it wasn’t until the following weekend that Rick was finally invited to watch them fuck. In the meantime Amy was very enthusiastic about pegging her husband, and soon their new black strap-on was replaced with an even larger one. Amy continued to allow Rick to watch her masturbate, often fucking herself with her black dildo and sometimes plugging her ass at the same time. She bought an inflatable plug and Rick was allowed to press the bulb to enlarge it, but she steadfastly refused to allow him to touch her anywhere above the ankle.

Rick was permitted to worship her feet daily though and Amy sometimes used her toes to play with his balls, often bringing him close to the edge. One day Amy came to him and told him that she had asked Matthew if she could remove the cage briefly. When her bull had asked why, she told him she wanted to kick Rick’s balls. Apparently Matthew had found this so amusing that he had given her permission, on the understanding that she kicked him harder than she ever had before.

Rick of course was so desperate for her attention that he willingly knelt before her and begged her to kick him. Amy obliged, laughing as she brought her foot up into his balls again and again until Rick was bent over and gasping for breath. But still he did not ask her to stop. When she finished abusing his sack, Amy presented her gorgeous foot and told him to thank it. Grateful for the gift she had given him, Rick supported and kissed it reverentially for some time until she finally pulled it away.

Then Rick watched her walk over to the dresser where unbeknown to him she had placed her phone to film the proceedings. She smiled to herself as she quickly checked the footage and then sent it off to her bull.

Shortly afterwards Rick was back in his cage and bent over the back of a chair so Amy could fuck him from behind. She thrust into him mercilessly until Rick warned her he was getting close, and kept pounding him,  telling him how good it was going to feel when Matthew finally decided to fuck his ass with his big black cock.

“You’ll love it,” she said. “It will hurt at first, of course… but eventually you will crave it, just like I do now.”

Amy’s words had a deep impact on Rick. The way she phrased her comment left him in no doubt that it was entirely Matthew’s decision when this happened, and that he would be expected to accept it and eventually enjoy and crave it, like the submissive bitch boi he was now.

Rick felt his body start to tremble and he reached back between his legs to catch his cum as it dripped pitifully out of his cage. Amy pounded him hard for a few more seconds, then slowed down and finally pulled her ‘cock’ out of him. As was normal now, Amy had instructed Rick to clean his ass before she fucked him and as she stood back she ordered him to turn round and kneel in front of her.

“I want to see your cum all over this big black cock,” she said harshly. “Right now!”

Rick tentatively reached out and smeared the sticky mess from his palm all over her impressive toy.

“Now suck it,” she said. “Get it nice and clean for me.”

Amy watched as her husband took her thick black cock in his mouth and dutifully sucked it clean. She could not wait to see the ‘real thing’.

*****

How to Break Your Man - Part 12 (Written Aug 2026)

HOW TO BREAK YOUR MAN – Part 12

“I have something to tell you sweetie, and I’m afraid you’re not going to like it,” Amy said with a sad look in her eyes.

Rick tensed, expecting the worst as he always seemed to these days.

“So, you know Matthew and I are going to New York on Monday night? Well now it turns out we have to fly to Japan in a couple of weeks too, which means I’ll be there for my birthday.”

“Oh…no,” Rick was disappointed obviously, but at the same time a ripple of relief washed over him that it was not yet ‘the end’. It seemed inevitable to him that sooner or later Amy would leave, probably to move in with Matthew and when it finally happened he knew he’d have no one to blame but himself.

“I know, it sucks…” continued Amy, “…so I was thinking we should really celebrate our wedding anniversary this year. I know we don’t usually bother too much because it’s so close to my birthday, but this time I thought maybe we could push the boat out and go to ‘Indigo’ for dinner?”

They didn’t go to ‘Indigo’ very often as it was hideously extravagant, but given the circumstances Rick didn’t think twice and within a half hour he had booked them a table for the night of their seventh anniversary.

Talk about a seven-year itch…

*****