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She Didn’t Know I Knew…….But I Knew Pt2[Cheating][Voyeurism]

I was a lot more nervous than I thought I would be. When my feet hit the ground as I crawled out of my truck, my knees went weak and I had to catch myself from falling. I had never understood the term “butterflies in my stomach” until this moment. Every breath was a struggle as I slowly approached my own home. Like before, I slid my key into the slot as quietly as possible.

“Damn I really need to grease that hinge” I thought as the door crept open. I could already feel my cock starting to inch further and further down my pant leg. It was almost as though I was watching a movie through someone else’s eyes rather than actually doing this myself.

At the doorway, I could already hear her muffled little cries spilling out of our bedroom. It sounded like they were praying with as many “Oh Gods” that they throwing around. As I listened, my eyes couldn’t help but be drawn to the wall of photos decorating the walls and staircase. I hadn’t stopped and looked at them in so long. It was like traveling through a time machine. Little bits and fragments of our lives together captured in single moments staring back at me. Our wedding……..The boys…….family portraits……..vacations. I relived every moment again while the cries of sexual gratification rang in my ears. Read more »

[MF] Went to visit a friend. Fucked her neighbor instead.

This happened when I was a young 20 year old male. (45 now).

My friend Cindy lived in an Apartment building. I stopped by to check out her new place, and knocked on the wrong door. an older woman answered (31) and she was tight! Small perky boobs, blonde hair, nice small ass. About 5 feet tall. (I’m 6 foot). Gorgeous smile.

I asked for Cindy, and she said Cindy lived downstairs. I apologized, and went downstairs. No answer at her apartment.

The lady from upstairs headed out around now, so I decided to sit and wait for Cindy. She knew I saw stopping by and was probably just running behind.

About 30 minutes later the woman from upstairs came home with bags of groceries. She was clearly having problems so I offered to help her out. She said her name was Cathy.

Once in her apartment, we started talking. Things got flirtatious, and talk led to oral sex. I leaned over the table to kiss her, and she kissed back, we started moving towards her living room and before long, both of our pants were off and I was fucking her doggy style. Then I noticed it… BLOOD. Seems Cathy got her period. We stopped, she apologized and since some blood ended up on my underwear, she went to wash them with my shirt. (Shirt also had some). She tossed me a towel, and I wrapped it around my waist. Read more »

[M]y latest, and [f]astest, tinder hook-up

I was recently in Australia for work and landed in a new city I’ve never been to before. When I arrived, I jumped on tinder to make sure it had my location but didn’t start swiping right away. I’d landed at 9pm in a city of about 400,000 people. Ive found this to be a great size city for tinder. Lots of good options, but no so many that women keep swiping forever.

Around 10pm I checked into the hotel and quickly undressed and crawled into bed. I’m not going to lie, hotels usually make me horny, so it wasn’t more than 10 seconds before my hard cock was in my hand as I started swiping. I quickly matched with 3 women, and to my delight one of them was quick to reply.

We started chatting very politely, but she gave a couple signals that she was horny too, so the conversation quickly turned more sexual. We chatted about favourite positions and who we liked being in control. We talked about kissing, and orgasms. She then asked me what I would do if I was there, and I started to go into detail about how I would kiss down her body, make her cum with my tongue, and then stand in front of her as she took off my pants. She asked me to keep going, and I told her I’d rather show her what I would do rather than describe it. There was a long pause, and then she ask if I wanted to come over. Read more »

Cuckold Litany [cuckold] [list]

Originally from https://samanthasummersinstitute.org/community/forced-bi-cuckolding/real-cuckold-stories/#post-368

I should have known I was a cuckold that Saturday afternoon in 1957 when I was young and I saw the love of my life, JoAnn making out with another guy in the balcony of a movie theater and all I could do was watch them with a hard on leaking precum into my jockey shorts.

I should have known I was a cuckold that night in 1959 when I called the next love of my life and Carol was home alone with the biggest cunt hound in my class. As she was hanging up the phone, I heard her say, “Stop it Eddie! Someone will be home in 15 minutes and I need to get dressed.” All I did was go into the bathroom for privacy and stroke my cock.

I should have known I was a cuckold the night in 1962 that the next love of my life, Jackie told me she was pregnant and getting married the next Monday. I went home and actually considered asking her to marry me instead of the father of her baby. Read more »

My first erotic story (long) (outdoor) (fantasy) (bdsm) (oral) (anal)

**In the Back Garden**

I was outside in the back garden when the most amazing thing happened to me. I was on my hands and knees plating flowers around the new shed when I felt a familiar set of hands on my back. I started to stand up raising up on my knees when he whispered, “Be still.” in my ear. I was intrigued so I sat there on my knees with the sun kissing my bare shoulders and the wind blowing my hair around my face. That’s when I felt it. The rope he was placing around my ankles. I was scared. I tried to rise. He placed one hand firmly on the back of my neck and in a soft rough tone said, “Trust me”. And I did.

He finished securing the rope around my ankles and then started working to secure my shaking hands behind my back, stopping only once to kiss my neck. I was trembling all over, I don’t know anymore if it was out of fear or excitement. But I remember liking the way I felt in that moment, and all the moments to follow. Read more »

The Friday Show – Propaganda [mc] [MMFF] [MF] [oral] [orgy]

Steph was frustrated. The boys were spent. It had been hours, now, since she had last managed to make either one of them hard.

She and Sarah had alternated sucking and licking and blowing Steve and Frank with bouts of frenzied masturbation watching the endless parade of men who went on stage and shot their loads in the red head’s mouth.

She must have blowed at least a dozen guys – each more than once – over the course of the last few hours. And Steph was at the same time disgusted by the pornographic display on TV and envious of the young girl who could drink as much cum as she wanted to.

Initially, everything went fine. Even though both Frank and Steve must have come at least a couple of times each in Sarah’s mouth and all over her tits, Steph’s arrival had been like gasoline on a fire. Soon both men – the younger Frank with his eager, smaller cock and the more mature Steve with his thick, persistent hard on – were cumming all over the girls again. Read more »