[MF] How I became a cuck at 19

This is the story of how I discovered cuckolding with my gf when we were both 19.

I had been slowly discovering both my voyeuristic and exhibitionist fantasies and over time I started to become more and more interested in cuckold and hotwife porn.

Since I had a girlfriend at the time, I naturally began to fantasize about sharing her. She was about 5’6, athletic build with perky tits and a very bouncy ass. her pussy was to die for; pink, perky, wet, perfect in every way. a true godpussy. It felt only natural to want to share such an amazing pussy with other people. After spending months fantasizing about sharing her, I floated the idea of taking some pictures of us having sex and posting them on reddit; she was very intrigued by the idea. I took a few different photos of her pussy in different positions, and then gave her a fresh creampie, which I also took pictures of. I posted them on reddit shortly after and then waited.

[MF] How I (F22) became my flatmate’s (M21) personal slut – Part 3

First of all, thanks to everyone for the positive feedback on the first two parts!
Make sure to check out [Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/12gzkz5/mf_how_i_f22_became_my_flatmates_m21_personal/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=android_app&utm_name=androidcss&utm_term=1&utm_content=share_button) and [Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/12kxmos/part_2_mf_how_i_f22_became_my_flatmates_m21/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=android_app&utm_name=androidcss&utm_term=1&utm_content=share_button) if you haven’t already.

So I was hanging out with a few friends at one of them’s place when I got a text from Marco: “Where are you, Akina? Thought you’d be waiting for me with your legs spread and now you’re not even here.”

I didn’t expect Marco to be back until the following day, but apparently he got home a night early. It was already way past midnight by this time, so I knew what I was in for when I got home. I was excited and had waited the whole week for it so I looked for a way to leave as soon as possible without it looking suspicious (Only my two best friends knew of Marco and me at the time).

Thankfully one of the other girls was leaving just a short time later so I just joined her. When we were outside, she asked: “Are you tired as well?” I hated to lie to her but it was not the right time to tell her so I had no other choice.

I Made Her Cum At A Restaurant [MF]

We are eating at a restaurant. The food is good but you are where my attention is drawn. You’re wearing a shortish dress, low cut in the front, giving me many views of your perfect chest. I’ve been checking you out all night. We’re in a booth near the back of the restaurant. I need to feel you. I put my hand on your knee under the table. You look at me with an inquisitive look but don’t resist.

My Inappropriate Bulge Led to a Risky Impromptu Sexual Surprise from a Sales Associate [FM]

A few weeks ago I was driving to a wedding upstate when I realized I had forgotten to bring appropriate pants for the rehearsal dinner. I stopped on the side of the road in the middle of nowhere and pulled out my phone, hoping to find some retail option to solve my problem. As luck would have it, there was a small outlet mall about an hour out of the way. Thankfully I had left early enough that I had plenty of time to take the detour.

After an hour of driving through gorgeous farmland, I pulled into this tiny little collection of shops. The place was a ghost town, I did a quick lap around to see which shops might have nice pants, and I saw literally zero other patrons. There were like two other cars in the parking lot. It seemed that tons of the shops had closed over the pandemic and never recovered, so it made sense I guess. I found the menswear shop and fortunately it was open. I walked in and at first, it seemed like no one was working the shop. But the lights were on and the door was open, so I figured I was good to look around.

First Time

First time poster. Been reading this sub reddit for quite a while and I’ve now set up this account to start writing memoirs of my (currently M37) past sexual encounters – of which there are many. These are recollections based as closely as possible to the real events (with a few minor dramatic embellishments), but names are changed for privacy. As such they may be long!

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All characters are of legal age.

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I had met Amelia a few months before at a club in the next town over from the one in Southern England that I lived in. She lived one town further over again. I had been instantly struck by her as soon as i saw her, within 10 minutes of walking in. She was 5’9, long mousey brown hair, blue green eyes, long legs and a slim waist, but wide hips. She had B cups, but I liked that, generally not preferring giant boobs. For context, I’m 6’2, was also pretty slim at the time with short dark brown hair and brown eyes. She had been with a group of her friends, and I with a group of mine, but we’d ended up spending almost the whole night together, drinking, kissing and running our hands all over each other. But that was as far as it went that night. We had a real connection though, and quickly began seeing each other regularly. I had had a few sexual experiences before, but never gone the whole way, and Amelia had never done more than kiss another guy before me. So in the time in between that night we met and this one, we had begun to explore each other and gradually done more and more. By now we had seen each other naked many times, done oral, fingering, handjobs, all the normal foreplay activities. Tonight however, was going to be special.

Getting Risky

This is the second story of my sexual adventures (see my profile if you’re keen to read the first).

All characters of legal age.

It had been around a month since Amelia and I had had sex together for the first time, both our first times. In between, my birthday and Christmas had happened so plenty of celebrations and reasons to enjoy discovering each other even further. Still, what we had done up to that point would be considered pretty vanilla compared to some of the things we got up to in future (all to be shared in later stories). We had experimented with quite a few positions, missionary and cowgirl had happened that first night, but since then we’d worked in doggy, spoons, reverse cowgirl, standing in a couple of positions, and a variety of others. We had certainly gone through dozens of condoms by now.

Although we had done it a few times at hers, mostly we had been having sex at my parent’s house. They didn’t exactly know what we were doing, at least I dont think so, but they probably had some idea. They were about to find out for certain now though.

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Sara & Alice: More than friends? pt. 9 “Tongue” [27] [FF] [romance] [lesbian]

[pt. 1 “Dinner”](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/12of1g5/sara_alice_more_than_friends_pt_1_dinner_27ff/) | [pt. 8 “Mine”](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/12ucs8e/sara_alice_more_than_friends_pt_8_mine_27_ff/)

I assume that now she’ll start seriously eating my pussy, but to my unbearable frustration, she starts again at my taint and moves painfully slowly up my vulva. It feels like it takes her a fully fifteen seconds to move from bottom to top, and each time she does my limbs tremble. I thrust gently to move her further up, but she holds me down.

“Don’t be impatient, Alice. I’m not in a rush to make you cum. I’ve thought about this for seven years, and I want us to take our time.”

This is almost a form of torture. It feels amazing, and every lick ends with an exhilarating jolt, but I want so much more. I try to relax, and with one hand I run my fingers through her gorgeous, black hair. I run my foot on her bare back and push at the waist of her boxers with my toes.

“These need to come off. I want to see your ass while you eat me out.”

She sucks hard on my clit, and I cry out. My abs tighten, and I involuntarily thrust into her mouth.

The Desirability of the Forbidden

I woke up really horny today. I checked the time and it’s only 5am. I should still be sleeping at 5am on a Saturday. Checked my phone messages and nothing from you. I saw a photo of you, stared at it for few seconds and put my phone back on my night stand. I really can’t sleep. As I try to put myself back to sleep, I started rubbing my nipples over my satin night dress. I looked over to my right side and he is there, sleeping like a baby. My hands wandered from my nipples to my breasts, and my hands lifted the hem of my short dress to my belly. My fingers traced the outline of the little G-string that came with the dress. I teased myself over the tiny panties. I could feel my desire growing. I am getting wet. I spread my legs wider to give way to my exploring hands. One hand rubbing my thighs while one hand making it’s way inside my panties . Two of my fingers spread my inner lips and slowly rubbed my slit from top to bottom, gently grazing my now engorged clitoris to my moist vagina.

[FM] I dominated my LDR boyfriend [both late 20s] in my car after picking him up from the airport!

In December, after Christmas, my boyfriend flew to Los Angeles to meet my family/friends and visit me. He lives on the east coast, and though we met up 3 times prior, this would be his first time meeting those close to me. We stayed at my parents’ house the first and last night, and at AirBnbs the other nights. I took some time off work and picked him up at the LAX, and immediately we felt those sparks and butterflies again. It was so nice just to touch him, to kiss him, to breathe him in…he looked so handsome. Height and weight never mattered to me, but he’s tall and slim, with an angular jaw. Despite being half-Arab, he has long, wavy ash-blonde hair and light blue eyes (his Irish half is strong, I guess). He is sexy as *fuck* and I wanted to ride him right there in the airport. 😅 We head back to my car and immediately start making out. He’s already hard for me.

The Masseurs’s tales – Chapter 2 – Amy [M23/F22 ] [Massage, vaginal, cum, creampie, big tits]

Fucking Amy was different. She was to Mrs. K what water is to steam: Mrs K was always boiling and ready to burn with a touch, whereas Amy seemed easy and shy, yet just needed to get the right temperature. Same element, different states.

She came some time after. At first, she was no more than a regular, not really special client. We were almost the same age, me just turned twenty-one on June, she celebrating her twenty-second birthday in late October. Amy played hockey, and at a pretty high level I must say. So, naturally, she needed massages pretty frequently. I had been putting up flyers all around, seizing the momentum my freelancing job was having to acquire more clients. That didn’t net me a lot of new ones, but it did bring Amy to the mix, which was a blessing in itself. Maybe it took a while for it to unveil as such, but I believe it was worth the wait.

Our first encounter, as all the others, were in my “office” – nothing more than a little square separation I would make in my studio with three folding screens and all the space I had between the door and the kitchen. It wasn’t perfect, but the subtle lightning, aromas and relaxing music made it seem a lot better for my clients.