Early in college I found a free voyeur website. Once I had my first debit card, I signed up for the hardcore version of their site. My first ever official porn subscription.
Being a young, dumb and full of vigor I spent most of my free time perusing the picture. I eventually built up the nerve to joining the forums and simple chat room. Webcams weren’t yet a thing, let alone multiple browsing windows.
In time I found my place. A polite SWM, in good shape with a great personality. the site evolved and grew as did the overall community. I made a lot of digital acquaintances.
Fast forward a few years and I had becomes a regular forum poster and chat room personality. Content creation was difficult at that time. I’m pretty sure my digital camera ran on coal.
I had started to break through a few of the single male barriers in the lifestyle world. It was huge but I was terrified.
One of the couples I got to know from chat and the forums introduced me to their preferred lifestyle website. Being a single male I ran in to a lot of barriers there but in time via chat and posting again I was able to make a few friends.
Over the summer I ended up back home with my parents. My social life took a massive hit. There didn’t seem to be anyone local on my favorite adult site so I spent a lot more time on the lifestyle site. As expected, there was a very active community in New Orleans.
It took a few months, but I made a few connections and was even offered a sponsorship to well known lifestyle club in NOLA by a local couple. That was HUGE. However, nothing comes free,
I had been chatting/vid chatting with the wife of the local couple for a few weeks. Her husband is the one that made the offer. However, before they’d do it they wanted to meet me.
We talked it out and set the time and place. It was a restaurant close to their place. If all went well at dinner, I’d be invited back to their place. If I passed my test they’d sponsor me.
When the day arrived, I was nervous but prepared. I manscaped in the shower and wore nice clothes. My parents were really curious about the hot date I was apparently going on.
I arrived at the restaurant early and grabbed a table. I was dumbfounded when they arrived. I’d seen plenty of pics and grainy video of them, but real life was so strange. She was a stunner, in a fitting red dress. Her husband went Miami Vice in his sport coat and T-shirt
Dinner went really well and conversation moving from topic to topic. They asked me to come back to their place and the rules were outlined.
When we left the (Husband)MR informed me that his (Wife)MRS would ride with me to prevent out car’s from being separated. That made sense considering they hadn’t given me their address.
We were barely out of the parking lot when I felt her hand on my crotch. I might have swerved.
Me: I thought we were supposed to wait until we got to your place.
Mrs: I told him if I rode with you I wouldn’t be able to keep my hands to myself.
Me: This won’t be a problem will it?
Mrs: Not at all…
She proceeded to lay across the bench seat of my truck and unzip my pants. Needless to say I was hard as a rock. With a little work she got me through my boxer opening and before I knew it down her throat.
I love road head. I always have and probably always will. However, when you’re trying to follow someone that’s not the ideal time. I didn’t lose the MR but not for lack of the MRS trying.
I pulled into their driveway and as I was putting my truck into park the MR knocked on my window. I rolled it down and he just laughed.
Me: Um…sorry.
MR: Don’t be, she warned me. She’s been talking about you for a few days now. I owe you more than dinner my friend, she’s been insatiable of late.
MRS: *Garbled sounds of acknowledgement*
MR: Dear, take his cock out of your mouth and let’s get inside.
She did as she was told, but seemed rather reluctant to do so. I, did my best, to get my cock back in my pants and my butt into their house.
It was a nice place, nothing fancy, but nice. She guided me into the den and the MR brought me a beer. He sat down across from us as she stripped and started to undress me.
This is where it got weird. We were naked and fooling around. I remembered she had sensitive nipples so I sucked and played with them as she rubbed her drenched pussy on my cock. The MR just sat their and watched.
MRS: I want you to fuck me.
Me: The feelings mutual.
She slide me into her. My goodness did it feel good. .I knew to let her take the lead. She knew exactly what she wanted and had roleplayed it with me online.
She rode me on the couch. Her husband just watching. Never moving, only watching. It bothered me, but she did a good job distracting me from it. Him sitting there was probably a good thing I lasted longer than I should have.
After her first orgasm she turned around and rode me reverse cowgirl. She knew I was an ass man and that I enjoyed ass play. I lightly thumbed her asshole ass she worked me up and down.
MRS: I’m going to cum again. I want you to fill me.
Me: Not unless you beg me for it.
MRS: Give me that big load. Fill me with your cum.
MRS: Please give it to me.
With her pleading and moaning my orgasm begin. It was intense, her hips still moving milking me. My senstivity continuing to build until it was almost too much.
She slowed her hips and settled back on me. She dismounted trying to control my cum oozing from her with her hand. She walked to MR and shared it with him.
I…that…ummm…that’s new.
MR smacked her on the ass as she crossed the room and began to clean off my cock. (The joys of youth, no refractory period.)
MRS: You ready for more?
ME: Always, but is MR going to join us? You told me this was a MFM.
MRS: Oh it is, just not exactly how I described it.
ME: Oh! Ok. Lead the way I guess.
She led me to their bedroom, but the MR stayed in their den. She crawled up on the bed and I smacked her ass hard. She squealed in pain and pleasure. I smack her ass again and again until both cheeks were bright red.
She squealed and enjoyed each and every smack. I spun her around. Her submission present and ready. I got a hand full of her hair and forced my cock down her throat.
She wasn’t lying when she told me she liked to be used like a fuck toy. I had never throat fucked someone before until that night. I fucked her face and throat until her makeup was ruined and she swallowed every last drop of my second load.
MRS: *gasping* More, please sir…
At this point in my life I didn’t have much Dom/Sub experience so I just assumed manhandling her was what she wanted. She didn’t complain and did as she was told or felt the repercussions.
I left her around 2am fucked, filled and exhausted. I was raw and ready to pass out. The MR offered to let me crash at their place. The MRS really wanted me to stay. She even offered to let me stay in their bed. The MR banished to their guest room. I declined politely, but said maybe next time.
I had never heard of or experienced the cuckolding fetish before that night. I didn’t know what it was until a year or two later. I never got together with them again and the lifestyle offer never happened. I was ghosted by them after that night.
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/lbywwf/mfcuck_my_first_lifestyle_experience
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