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A German Milf [F] taught me [M] the fine art of intimate seduction, Part 2

When I awoke, I was on my back and she on her side, gazing at me, smiling. She had been watching me sleep. Her eyes were glassy with a few spiraling, paisley-like in design, bloodshot veins as if she had been crying. Her hand draped over my head, fingers running gently through my short hair, down my forehead, over my scar, ear, cheek, lips. She was petting me with such affection as I hadn’t experienced before. She was… lovingly caressing me.

“Du bist wach. Liebling, heute abend bleib ich bei dir weil morgen kommt die Susanne zurueck / You’re awake, dear, I’m staying with you tonight, tomorrow Susanne is coming back.”

“Weiss ich nicht ob’s genug platz in meinem herz gibt ihre liebe rhein mir zuneh’men / I don’t know if there’s space in my heart to take your love in (to me)”, “daran kann ich nichts weil du da schon bist / but I can’t do anything about it because you are already there.” She leaned over to kiss me, her heavy breasts weighing on my chest. She kissed my cheek, then nibbled on my earlobe while continuing to whisper, the exhale of her breath as she did warmed my skin, my heart, my feelings for her. Read more »

A German Milf [F] taught me [M] the fine art of intimate seduction, Part 1

This is the second post about my involvement with an older German woman, 48, who taught me (21 at the time) almost everything I know about sex. Only two people, other than her and I, knew about it- I’ve kept it my secret..

As a disclaimer: The dialogue I’m sharing isn’t word for word, it’s based simply on what I recall from those events. There are distinct phrases and ideas (especially those in her dialect, Bayerisch) I remember from my conversations with her, but I remember more the feelings associated with these events, the tone of her voice or how her face looked as she said something, what we did and where, but maybe not the exact words. Her “lessons” were simple, like zen koans, and I usually wrote those down after the fact. It’d be impossible to quote her word for word, but I’ve tried. Also, German is a second language for me, I’m not as fluent as I once was, and, yes, I didn’t capitalize proper nouns as I should have on purpose. Read more »

I [M] Got Some Super 8 Pussy

I met up with this lil thick girl with a nice booty at a super 8.

She told me I’m handsome when I walked through the door.

I took out a SKYN condom, rolled it on my dick and she started sucking on it. And man, she sucks a mean dick.

Then I doggystyled her and came inside of her.

Gave her $109 and left

Upstairs –A MILF Fantasy – Part III – “Emily and her Friends”

By J.K. Jones

At the tender age of 19, I’d had a few sexual encounters with girls my age or just a bit younger, and had even gotten a hand job from a teacher’s aide, a 24 year old grad student named Sheila, one day after class in her tiny office. Long story, and one that involved three hours of flirting over coffee, and a wager, but I’ll tell that one another time. My point is that I had so far had some mild level of sexual adventure by my junior year in college. I was tall, not bad looking, had a body hardened by bicycling and tennis, a good-sized cock that was always popping up and out. I had straight teeth, (thanks to braces in middle school) an agile mind, and because I liked people I tended to talk to them. One secret that many kids my age hadn’t yet figured out, but I had, was that if you spend some time and effort talking to a lot of females, you are going to end up fucking some of them. Read more »

My [M] Black Dick Shot Cum On Her Boob

So yeah, right after busting my nut inside of the white girl at Country Inn (see my last story), I started looking for the next ho to bust my nut in.

I was sitting in my car cruising through women in the area and found a chubby white woman who was giving out blowjobs. I messaged her to let her know that I was interested. She sent me the address and I drove to her townhouse.

I knocked on her door and she let me in. I took off my pants and shoes and laid them on the floor. She asked me where I wanted to cum…. “Do you want me to swallow, or do you want to shoot it on my face or on my tits?”.

I chose the tits.

I rolled condom on my dick and she sat down on the couch. I stood in front of her and she started sucking my dick. It felt really good, even with the condom on. She mistakenly thought I was about to cum and she took the condom off. But then I instructed her to give me head without the condom and wow…….. she really gives good head. Read more »

The Island – Part Three (MMF, cuck, Bi, impreg.)

[Part Two](https://www.reddit.com/r/cuckoldstories/comments/dw4ks4/the_island_part_two/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

[Part One](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/dw16hn/the_island_part_one_mmf_impreg_bi_cuck/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

Rachel and Paul stood in the center of the bedroom, him in a tuxedo and her in the wedding dress. They held each other close, kissing deeply and sharing a passionate moment. To the side, Rachel’s husband Scott sat on the edge of the massive bed, a still-warm puddle of Paul’s cum in his lap.

As he watched, Scott stirred the cum with his fingers and brought it to his lips. With some hesitance, he licked it off, tasting the salty/sweet flavor of Paul’s seed as the musky scent filled his nostrils. To him, it tasted like the most amazing thing in the world, and in his heart, he knew he needed more.

As they slowly danced and made-out, Paul pulled Rachel’s wedding dress over her head, revealing her toned body and heavy breasts for the first time. Paul stepped back, admiring his female companion. She placed her hands on her hips, presenting herself to him. From her hairless pussy, a long drip of his cum was working its way down her thighs. Each time they touched, the thick cum formed a spider’s web of sticky liquid. Read more »

[FM] My first real cucking experience [cuckold] [non-fiction]

A year or two ago, I had been talking to a dominant I met on Fet. We had been talking for a few months, met up and hit it off, and things were really going places…we had really compatible interests in the bedroom and out, got along well, and I was quite fond of her. We chatted, emailed, and texted almost daily, and talked about making things “official” in the “changed Facebook status” sort of way. Then, our schedules shifted and got busy, and we weren’t able to chat or see each other as much as either of us would have liked.

She was poly, and we had agreed that if something more were to happen it would be open at least on her end, and she knew that I was curious about and interested in cuckolding — I pointed out, that given her rules, cuckolding would be perfect. She really hadn’t given me a hard “yes” or “no” on that, and I didn’t really press the issue as I assumed she was on the fence about adding power exchange to that aspect of her sexuality and relationships. Read more »

My [M] Black Dick Met It’s 1st White Pussy Last Night

True story. Nothing’s fake in my post history (And I might even start recording my encounters and posting them along with my sex stories)

I drove about 25 minutes to get to her hotel room. She opened the door and welcomed me in. She talked about how she was going to Miami today.

She got semi naked (took her panties and yoga pants off) and I got completely naked, but I kept my black snapback on– and kinda turned it to the side as I laid down in bed with her. She told me that I’m only the 2nd black guy that she’s met up with and she asked me if I work out a lot after noticing my muscles. I told her that I like to do a lot of pullups.

So I took the SKYN condom out and rolled it down my dick (I always seem to put these damn things on the wrong way the first time). She started sucking my dick and was watching TV at the same time. It felt good..It was kinda shocking because she’s the first white girl I’ve ever had sex with before. I never thought I’d get a taste of sweet vanilla until now. Read more »

I [M] used my gf’s mouth at work

This story takes place during a time where I still worked with my gf at a bakery together. I was a delivery driver and my gf worked the store front. My usual work day depended on how much deliveries I had scheduled, sometimes I’d end work in the late afternoon or sometimes when we closed at 7pm. If my last delivery was close to closing time, I usually stayed back and wait for my gf to close shop, otherwise I’d go home as I was still living far from town.

This particular time my last delivery was right before we closed so by the time I got back to the shop, my gf was just about to close. The rest of the staff was gone by then and the owner, who worked almost everyday, had left before I got back. So it was just me and her alone in the shop, I started to help her clean up. When 7pm rolled around, I chained and locked up the tables and chairs we kept outside our store and came back in. Read more »