Toronto dacare moms # # – The Muslim Milf [MF]

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So I’m introducing this one now due to popular demand. So this will be a long one, probably break it up into 2 parts if it gets too much like a marathon.

The reason this is so long as this one was a personal conquest of mine. It took a long time too. It took at least a year to pull off. And I worked for it…believe me I worked for it. It wasn’t a masterful seduction or corruption (depending on your point of view). Mistakes w

For context, in this she will refer to her ex husband as husband. She was in the process of getting a divorce, but still separated. She assured everyone that it was happening, in the courts, etc. If you want to judge me for going after a woman technically married…go right ahead. As I’m so fond of saying, young dumb and full of cum.

Also, I’ll be describing, what I refer to as inconsistent follow of Muslim faith and doctrines or practises. It could also be linked to culture as well. I plead ignorance and I apologize in advance if I misrepresent any religious or cultural norms going on in this story. It is not my intention and if you feel the need to correct/educate, I’m all ears.

Daycare mom #2 – The White mom [MF]

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Ok, to set up the 2nd mom. I have to go back to the first spanish mom. So in my first ever posting about this, I think I mentioned she was friends with this other mom. This mom who I refer too is the queen. You know those moms who are the gossipers, the interlopers, the ones who want to get involved or know whats going on. The one mom that wants to know to show other people that she’s “in the know”. The one who holds court and brings in others for her projects and stuff. Because of this, this mom held influence with a lot of other moms in the child care. And other moms would also go to this mom to share gossip and news. You can see where this is going?

Daycare mom 1/5 – The Spanish mom [MF]

Ok so I did say I would write these stories out. These encounters actually happened, but a little artistic license is to be expected when you recount something from 20 years or so ago. Since this is the first mom experience at the child care, I thought it fitting I start with this one first.

So, this mom is Spanish light skin. She is about 5’9, long black hair to mid back. Hazel eyes. A big C cup chest and really wide hips that lead to a round ass. She wasn’t hot, but she had this look in her eyes. Like she was thinking something naughty but not sharing. That type of look.

Anyway, we always did harmless flirting. I would throw it right back at her anything she threw at me. But one day things went over the line. Not in a bad way, just…progressed to a point where sexual tension was rising and there was something unsaid in what was being discussed. Without going into the minute details of all this. Suffice to say, she worked up the courage to ask me for my phone number and we talked off work when the kids weren’t around (no texting, way before that time). Things were very sexual and eventually it got to a point where she thought I should come over in the morning when she had a day off.

The sexual escapades of a [M]ale child care worker in Toronto

These episodes happened many years ago. I worked in a childcare setting for 6 years. In fact, it was me and 2 other men. The only childcare I know of that was run by all men at the time. It was in an area where there were a lot of absent fathers. So the mothers of the childcare were grateful they had a stable male figure in their formative years growing up. They didn’t complain at all about it and even reassured new moms who were nervous about sending their child to our daycare, run by men. It was a good arrangement.

That’s where I come in and muddy the waters a bit. Never did it get sexual with any of the parents. Until me. Whoops! I worked there from 22-28 years old. I was in top physical condition (working out and sports in my spare time) and I was/am constantly horny. I looked nice and dressed alright too. For a single parent mom, with a man so young and energetic right there, with a child who loves that guy it became a safe way for the moms to flirt and engage with a member of the opposite sex.

I [M] got a blowjob from a random [F] at CityTv’s New Years Eve bash by Toronto city hall

This was early on, like the first 1 or 2 years that CityTV hosted this in the Toronto City Hall area. Before all the stuff you see there now, like the Toronto sign and the staging area for performances. This year I’m talking about was so old, Stereo MC’s was a musical act in the performance. So that must make it ’96 maybe?

So anyway, I go with 2 of my guy friends. We came to check it out, have some fun, enjoy the scene. So while we were there, we ran into a group of guys and girls who were loud and probably drunk. One girl in the crowd stood out, only because she would talk to us 3, but specifically me. She was at best 5’1, white, long brown hair. Teenage makeup applied (if you know what I mean). Cute. I didn’t know what her body looked like because she was wearing a Charlotte Hornets starter jacket. Remember when those where in style?

[M]y time with a Brown Hindi girl [F] in Toronto

So this was awhile ago. Many years ago. I was using AdultFriendFinder. Before all the paywalls went up. Even guys could use it effectively.

I was ..maybe 25 at the time. Anyway, I start talking with this girl. Things are going well, we agree to exchange emails (before social media) and talk about meeting up. So during our email exchange we agreed for me to come see her downtown (Yonge and Eglinton for those who know Toronto) around noon and go out for a coffee and some food. We discussed many sexual things in our online conversations so this was a preliminary to see if we vibed before we started, which I was cool with.

She had an apartment just off Yonge and Eg (before the prices skyrocketed) and she lived alone. Feeling very relieved and curious to explore now that she left her traditional, conservative family lifestyle (one of those things was being with a white dude).