Sneaking Back [FM][cheating][anal][creampie]

The sun was setting and the sky was growing darker as Hellen raced through the suburbs. She hadn’t stopped thinking about the intensity of the experience of the night before. The threesome between her, her husband, and their friend Brian, had been something she had never even known she had wanted. After it happened she relished in the excitement, but something had been bothering her. The way Brian had looked at her, touched her, the thrill of her husband watching as he gave her pleasure, it was intoxicating.

When Brian texted her the very next day, she felt a tingle that she couldn’t deny. He asked her to come over that evening for some more fun, but this time, she would come alone.

As soon as Hellen arrived at Brian’s house, she felt her heart racing, and she hurried to his door. She had made sure to wear her sexiest denim mini skirt and a tight white t-shirt with no bra. Her dark hair was pinned up in a messy bun, and her makeup was subtle. She wanted to appear casual, but also seductive for her first night alone with him behind her husband’s back.

Poker Night

*It all started with a Royal Flush.*

Naomi grins at him like the Cheshire Cat.

*No one ever gets that hand. Ever. The odds are so slim. But somehow tonight Jake managed.*

Naomi, the girl he’s spent the last ten years spoiling, is no longer grinning at him.

She’d told him before he left that she was going to meet the girls. She’d been giddy with excitement all day. He’d said that was fine, he was playing poker with the boys.

*He should have seen the way they smirked at him. “Sky’s the limit,” is what Paul had said.*

He looks down at his knees. It’s the easiest thing to do. It’s bad enough hearing the laughter.

*He thought there was a chance to win big money. He thought Brad might even put his watch on the line.*

*He had been so very wrong.*

A hand grabs his chin and lifts his face.

“You’re missing the show,” Jake frowns as he holds Tim’s face firmly.

Tim tries but he can’t roll his eyes enough to avert his gaze. Naomi is dancing around on the rug. Paul, Brad and Liam are sitting on the sofa cheering her on.

Slutwifes’ Consummation

The newlyweds held hand in hand as they walked down the hallway on the top floor of the Hotel. Atlas decided months ago; without Peyton’s knowledge, how they would consummate their vows. His requests were simple when he confirmed their reservation. His devious thoughts ran rampant as he confirmed a top floor suite, away from any guests, with duel king-size beds. Peyton had no idea her first night with her husband would be the night she consummates her vows as the star cumdump. 

The two had met in a “Cuck” chat room in the underworld a few years back. Peyton’s post was simple and strait to the point, “Cuckoldress looking for a stag.” Atlas has always been a stag looking for his fuck-toy princess. He’s dominant, direct, calculated, and loves to share his pussy. She’s his good girl, his princess, his wife. They love their kink! He encourages her to be the slut she’s been needing to release. Usually, Atlas enjoys her used when he’s not around. He loves to hear all the details while he reclaims his princess when they cross paths again. This night was special, this night he needed to be with his wife.

Lexi Jane: International Superstar (Part 3) [MF] [Cuck] [Creampie] [Bondage] [Long]

# Lexi Jane: International Superstar (Part 3)

^(By Gael Ambrose)

Jake was a selfish lover. Lexi could tell by the way he cleared his bowls in one rip. Anecdotally, she’d noticed that all the selfish lovers she’d brought onto her tour bus had the same behavior: clear a bowl in one rip, start loading more then ask if it’s ok after, clear a few more bowls, babble about how they had a high tolerance but this stuff was still pretty good they guessed, then ask if she wanted to fuck.

As Lexi went through the rules she’d given to Don earlier, Jake stayed true to the selfish-lover formula with one exception: he didn’t ask to fuck at the end. Lexi figured this may have been influenced by Donovan’s presence. Jake started on some rant about the metal band whose t-shirt he was wearing now. Complaining about how they’d really lost their way since their first album. Edgar stopped by the table with another few rounds of coffee. Don took the opportunity to ask where the bathroom was and Lexi found herself alone with Jake for the first time.

Darcy’s Doubts: Day 1 [M/T]

This is a work in progress and is not a quick fap, I hope to add more sex in the beginning after another round of editing, but for now I just want to share this. Hope you enjoy!

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“This is your pilot speaking, we’ll be landing in Chicago…”. I ignored the rest, too excited to finally be here. Chicago, the Windy City, the Second City, whatever else people are calling it nowadays. I’d been here a couple of times with my family when I was younger. We’d go to the zoo and the pier every time we came. Dad always talked about moving to the big city. Until a weekend of expensive food and parking convinced him otherwise.

Today I’ll be making his dream a reality thanks to the *fancy* new job I landed. My new company was clear, they needed me asap, so I hopped a flight quick as I could. I came with nothing but a duffle bag, backpack, and the clothes on my back. To be honest I didn’t own much else. Anything else I did own I left for my old roommates to fight over.

An Unconventional Cuckold [MFM]

What is your view on what a cuckold is or should be? Do you envision a man with his cock locked away behind a plastic Chasity? His wife holding the key to his pleasure, if and when she allows her partner to cum. The wife constantly coming home with new cum inside her cervix. If that is your only thought, then let me introduce you to Mike and Brenda. 

I’m very upfront on FetLife, I don’t hide anything. I am upfront with my wants and my intentions. I’m a Bi male, I primarily play with just women and straight couples. On occasion I find a bi couple, and even more rare I’ll bottom for a single guy. When I say I’m bi, it’s nothing to crazy. I simply suck cock and bottom. Nothing more, I don’t kiss, cuddle, top. Mike and Brenda messaged me last fall, inquiring more about me. They were a straight couple living the Cuck lifestyle. We went back and fourth on wants, needs and desires. We seemed to mesh well, but both Brenda and Mike were adamant on no bi play. Which was always fine with me, I respect people’s wishes. The three of us connected well and in no time we were in a group chat on Kik. Brenda loved to make it known how much of a cuck Mike was. How she would make him watch as she was pleasured by other men, how she would make him clean up the mess in between her thighs that other men would leave. Both were very kind and caring individuals and I enjoyed talking with them both.

Cuck let me text his girlfriend at work. She ended up flirting with [M]e and cheating on him.

This is gonna be a bit long one so please have patience with me:
I was bored yesterday out of my wits so I thought about surfing a bit on Omegle. After putting necessary tabs I went through chats and people avoiding the bots and other males. After few minutes of hitting dead end, I came across this cuck who was new to the concept and wanted help. I suggested I could do cock tributes for his girlfriend and maybe text her and flirt with her. He found the latter suggestion too fun and gave me her discord id chat up with her who was at work at that time, and his whatsapp to be in contact and update him.
After installing discord and bringing my nerves down, I added her. I was feeling really nervous thinking she might not accept me but within 5 minutes, she did. She shot me a text and asked who I am and how did I find her. I gave her the cliché excuse that I stumbled upon her username and thought of adding her as I’m new to the app. She was being really friendly and chatting up about her work and stuff. At the same time I updated the cuck who was kinda getting excited.
I then started flirting a bit to see if she responds, which she did so well. She sent me her bikini pics when I asked if I could know how she looks. The cuck was shocked when he got knowledge of it, knowing that his girlfriend is a slut. And I liked doing this. I liked being the dom/Bull there and flirting with her.
I asked for more and she had no complaints. And as she kept sharing her pics, they started getting more sluttier. She then texted her boyfriend saying she would be late from work so that she doesn’t gets disturbed. The cuck started to feel let down knowing that his girlfriend is cheating on him and realising it may not be the first time. She kept flirting and asked me to comment about her ass and tits which I liked doing. And on the other side the cuck asked me to stop and be decent but to be really honest, I was loving what was happening. I lied to the cuck saying I have stopped talking with her and that she has gone offline and kept getting naughty with his girlfriend (I know I’m not that proud of it).
She sent me her underwear pics and then a nude and oh boy those nipples looked so damn delicious. She then went offline abdurply. And hasn’t texted back yet. So is the cuck not responding and I don’t know what might have happened afterwards.
I’m not too proud of what I did but I liked it a lot and had an adrenaline rush. Kinda wanna do it again but it’s back to hitting walls sadly. Hope I come across another cuck who sends me to his hot girlfriend.

My signal to my BF, that I just got fucked by another man [MF]

A while ago, I was dating my BF at the time. He had some cuckold tendencies that we were really able to explore together. I don’t know, maybe I tend to be more attracted to this type of guy.

When we were dating, he encouraged me to fuck other guys. FWBs, fuck buddies, random Tinder hookups. It didn’t happen all the time, but often enough. He used to love to see me after the fucking. We had this secret signal that we used, to indicate that I just fucked another man.

I would wear this pink silicone ring on one of my fingers. It’s something I wore in public, and only he would know the true meaning. Sure, I would get a few compliments from friends, saying how pretty it looked. But what my friends didn’t know, and only my BF knew, was that I just fucked a guy who wasn’t my BF. So we would meet up for a date or something, I’d already be wearing the ring, and my BF knew exactly what I was doing, or where I was coming from.

[MF] [cuck, Msub] The Soul of a Desi

Nothing delights my heart more in this world than the first flight of a seagull after days of wavering and the soul of a desi.

Dressed in an orange-red saree with yellow floral motifs and fragrant in the aroma of rose jam, her enchanting figure catches your eye from afar.

Her soul as a wife, mistress, and mother is the marvel of the perfect deed of karma.

An emancipated desi treats both her husband and lovers with perfect grace, giving no rises to superfluous doubts or jealousy.

She cucks her husband several times a week with well-endowed bulls, true ithyphallic embodiments of Shiva, maintaining a well-accomplished balance between her sentimental and erotic life.

Her husband will be submissive and at all times at her disposal, always reliable companion, receiving his sloppy seconds with adoration and gratitude.

On Sunday at noon, when the traditional meal with the extended family takes place, prepare the delicious *Nipples of Venus* for dessert, as you have learned from the famous movie *Amadeus*, arranging on wide plates huge boobs with nipples of various colors and, if you feel like it, combine them with erect chocolate phalluses with the tips facing the sky.

Black 23 [M] learns about hotwife and cuckold

Long time Redditor, except it was mainly bc if Madden ftball ha. Over quarantine started browsing more of adult Reddit and here we are…

Not sure what I’m hoping to gain writing this. Supposed it’s cathartic in a sense (recent word of the day calendar word, killin it ?).

I’m Jorjio, black 23 year old, recent college grad (kinesiology ??), newly washed up D2 ftball player. Thanks Corona for the present, real dope. Anyways I grew up in some shitty environments til I was 15 n my mom married a dude with more money than I knew. We moved into his house, changed school districts, everything like overnight. I’m guessin some people will relate to this – when you’re one of the only black kids at your school, everything judged is a stereotype. Not to open Pandora’s box there ??‍♂️ I found out that anytime I was at a party I stuck out, and more times than not a drunk white girl would tell me that a black dude was her fantasy. Sounds fire til you realize everyone just sees you as an object, or at least that’s how I felt. I fuckin loathed white girls me age back then (it’s all good now, I was younger and hotheaded)