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He's going to be mine
This is a very long story, but the short version is that I'll be leaving work early today to drive over 300 miles to the city where I was raised, and staying with my best friend since 4th grade. She and her husband have been married for 7 years, and I have been married for almost 10. Her husband and I have been fooling around since before they got married, with many one-nighters (or one-afternooners, or one morningers) and some flings here and there (in fact, I ** him on the night of their wedding, before AND after she did; I was matron of honor and so I felt entitled). My husband announced last week that he is divorcing me, and when I told my bff, she insisted that I come home and stay with them for a few days, just to get away. So, that's what I'm doing. But while I'm there, I'm also going to take her husband away from her. Permanently. He and I should be together anyway. He's always told me that I'm better for him, and better in bed, than she has ever been. But even if I have to get pregnant to accomplish my goal, I'm more than ready to do that.
We two are higher beings, when it comes to love and love making, I cuck my wife, to show her how much I truly love her! But because her love is not as defined as our love, she needs to to be humiliated and degraded, to understand she is a lesser human being to you! 'You' who understands the true meaning of "true love!" to do absolutely anything for true love!
My wife needs to understand you are analpha wife and she is a sub wife, let's show her what real love is **
P. S. Put kisses on the next post so I showy wife and humiliate her for the greater good **
To my lover's wife -
I know the woman you are. So bland and uninteresting and predictable. I know you thought it would never go this far; that he and I would have a little fling, the sort of transient ** had by so many men and women married to other people, and it would be over. But this is not that, and so it will be much worse for you than the other extracurricular activity he has subjected you to. For, you see, he and I are now a couple. He and I, actually, are THE couple in your world, and you are just a toy. We will take you out and play with you sometimes, but the real relationship in these circumstances will be ours. OURS. And you? You will exist along the fringe and you will take what we give you, and you will be happy with that. Your marriage isn't over, because you aren't going to get a divorce. But your RELATIONSHIP is over. In fact, your relationship ended the first time he climbed between my legs, got a look at my **, and then penetrated it. He knew it then. And we laughed at what a sad sack you are. So, he and I are the couple, and I am a mean-** **. I am going to enjoy humiliating you, I am going to make your life a misery, and he and I -- together -- are going to break your heart. Repeatedly. You'll be receiving videos of him ** me, recordings of our phone ** sessions where we ridicule your pathetic attempts at love-making, and copies of the perverted text messages he sends me, BEGGING me to do to him any one (or more) of the dozens of things you refuse to do because you think they are too dirty or are just beneath you. The first will be a professionally shot and edited video of me ** in your husband's face. And in his mouth. And down his throat. You will think of those images every time he kisses you, because you will be tasting my urine.
BTW, as I am writing this, he is laying in bed with me, with his ** smeared in my **. He just ** me in the **.....which you've never allowed.
XXXOXXX
To my lover's drab wife (again) -
Just to show how well I know you, and your reaction to what appears just above, I know you are going to call me a **. But I want you to begin to understand that I really AM a **. And that is a SERIOUS ** problem for you. The word "**" has absolutely no negative connotations for me. Because I know as a factual absolute that every man wants to marry a **. No, what you've heard and bought in to is the idea that a man will never marry a **, just ** them but never commit, but that's just not true. Sure, many men don't marry whores, but that's because a real ** is hard to find: they all WANT one, they just can't all GET one. There are so few real whores around. I say all this so you'll know that what your husband feels for me is love. Real love. True love. All love. Total love. So you can't -- CANNOT -- rely on the pitiful idea that he still "loves" but only has "**" for me. He has love AND ** for me and neither for you. No, he isn't going to divorce you. You have value as a homemaker and housekeeper and social appendage, and you'll remain useful, but you won't be loved ever again. That love will be mine.
And I will stick that idea into your spine and twist it every day. I WANT IT TO HURT! I LOVE MAKING IT HURT! I'M A ** AND THAT IS WHAT WHORES DO. So, remember, while it's true that I'm a **, I will be wearing that name proudly as I do more and more damage to you and drive the wedge deeper and deeper between you and your husband. Yes, I'm a ** and you are losing to me. You cannot even compete with a **. Isn't that sad???? NO!!
Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!!
From your husband's **,
XXXOXXX
Well said my beautiful wife **
I've told her that she is to call you "mistress" I've also made her dictate and read back as I talk.
At the part of drinking your urine I loved that! Especially while I'm licking out your asss!
I don't believe it, she's crying again ha ha! She's pethetically pleading "don't please don't!" ha ha!
She is no longer my wife you are we have a transcendent love she's a worthless sack of **, I want because I love you and only you! This is true, what we have!
"I want you, I need you, I adore you and I'm obsessed with you and truly love you and only you!" and yes I want a ** my old marriage is over and my new one just beginning xxxxx
Describe your naked body so she know how beautiful you are compared to her xxxxxx I love you my ** wife 💞💞💞
To my lover's ** wife (again) -
You cannot begin to imagine how much your husband loves my body. I have always kept myself in good shape. I'm at the gym every weekday, doing weights, treadmill and either spinning or kickboxing. However, the thing that I'm most proud of -- and which most effectively draws men to me -- is the breast augmentation I had done many years ago, taking me from a medium B-cup to an incredibly-perfect D. Men can't resist looking, and what they see, they want to touch. And why would I deprive them? Well, I wouldn't.
I have some body art, which I expect you can't say of yourself. Multiple ear piercings, bellybutton, ** (one only) and ** (both sides) and **-head. And in case you're wondering, your husband loves the piercings in the southern hemisphere the most. As for tattoos, I began with just a simple trampstamp, which evolved into an across-the-back work of art, followed by a matching design on my mound, and then an over-the-shoulder masterpiece of demons battling angels, and winning. I've already told your husband to be dreaming of something for me to add to the collection, and to be looking at possible designs that speak to him. Yes, he will mark me as his property.
I am of mixed Mediterranean descent (apparently my great grandmother was an incredible and indiscriminate **) and so I am dark-complected. My hair is very bright blonde now, though not naturally so, and my bush is dark black. I generally favor having a full bush, although I have gone Brazilian many times, only to allow it to grow back. I could not wear a bikini in public at the moment because it would look like I was smuggling mink pelts. Your husband will make the decision as to how I shave, wax or grow. I want him happy. And I want that because I want him eager to work with me in making your life **. Oh, are you crying again? You should be. We will enjoy ruining you.
From your husband's filthy **,
XXXOXXX