My partner is a beautiful, petit, half Filipino and half white girl with long, dark hair. She’s 31 years old, very feminine with firm, natural D cup tits that are unreal on her slender frame. She turns heads. If only those heads knew how hot she was in bed, just how tight and wet her pussy is! She is very multi-orgasmic and will often have 20-30 orgasms in a regular session – although she claims that it’s because I’m “expert,” I’m sure and hope she had lots of great sex before she met me. Our sex life is frequent, prolonged and deeply satisfying. Note to the haters, please don’t waste your or our time doing a psychological analysis of the story. You’re here reading it!
Author: x11x0
Sharing my college girlfriend…
Before we started dating I knew my GF in college and I knew she was a slut. She had a reputation, and I'd known some guys who had fucked her. When we got together she was pretty ready to settle down, but I told her about hotwifing/cucking, and that it turned me on, and she seemed pretty happy about it.
The first time another guy fucked her while she was with me, she had told me about a MFM she'd had and how good it was. I asked if she wanted to do it again and she said yes. So we went to a club so she could find someone she liked, she danced with a few guys till she found one she liked, then went into total slut mode. She was guiding his hands all over her body, up her dress, on her tits, grinding on him. He nudged her panties to the side and fingered her a little bit, but she turned around and said something to him, at which point they came over to where I was. She introduced him briefly, and said he'd be coming home with us. apparently she'd told him the plan and he was cool with it. On the way back we set out basic ground rules. He uses a condom, he stops when we say so, he leaves when we say so.
Sharing my girlfriend [MFM] [Share]
The night started all began with a couple of drinks as these things usually do. I was out on a lad’s night out, anyways about half way through the night we ended up getting chatting to another group of lads in the smoking area of the club that we were in. I ended up getting along better with one of the guys, (lets call him Paul) more than the others we just seemed to click; we shared a lot of the same interests (little did I know that by the end of the night that it would include my girlfriend).
Anyways he and I decided to get a drink at the bar. After two beers, he and I ended up getting into a drinking competition, which consisted of a 3 shots in about 10 minutes, needless to say that put us well on our way. After that the night progressed no differently really than any other night. At the end of the night as we were leaving he remarked that he lived in an area that is quite close to where I live. I suggested that we get a taxi. Admittedly, the reason for this was because he was slightly worse for wear than I after a heavy nights drinking. This became apparent when he announced in the taxi that he could remember where he lived but due to the alcohol coursing through his veins, not his exact address.