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A weekend of sharing another man’s wife has deeply affected me [MFM]

Eight months ago I had a truly life-altering encounter with a couple new to the hotwife lifestyle. It’s since evolved into a relationship outside the bedroom as I consider them probably my best friends. I don’t have a lot of friends, this is true. And fewer who invite me over for regular threesomes. But what’s the old adage? Seek and ye shall find sex friends? No. The best things in life are threesomes? Maybe. Something like that.

Last January Aly and Sam posted an ad in my neighborhood looking for a F/MF/M. Taking a look at their post history (nearly 40K in karma over six months), I nearly forgot to send them a message. I could have scrolled through their photos for hours and been happy. She was gorgeous and (my impressions from her photos) had the perfect curves. Pretty tan (found out later how much they travel), a cute face (from what you could make out; a cute chin at any rate) and absolutely remarkable breasts. One of the things she asked me later was “Are you a tits man or an ass man?” Normally, I’m a tits man. But I don’t have a preference to size or shape. Hers though…my God, they might take the cake. Large, perfectly shaped, and her nipples were pierced (one is now; that’s a rough story). In one of the videos they’d posted her husband massaged her breasts and tweaked her nipples hard…that was one vid I watched over and over. Read more »

The Island – Part Five (MMF, Bi, Cuck, Cum.)

After the activities of that morning, Scott and Rachel spent the rest of the day in relative isolation, sitting by the pool and trying to comprehend the situation they found themselves in. Here they were, two newlyweds, just days after saying their vows, both owned by a more powerful man.

As they stared at one another, the memory of their regular life faded away.

That evening, Rachel and Scott returned to the main house for dinner. Paul served four courses, sitting at the head of the table and holding Rachel’s hand from time to time. Scott watched longingly, his cock already re-charged from the mornings ordeal. Because Paul had not given the command to take out the buttplug, Scott sat at the dinner table, with the glass phallus locked in his butthole.

After dinner, Paul took Rachel by the hand and led her towards his bedroom. Obediently, Scott followed a few paces behind. As they stepped through the doorframe, Paul said “Rachel, there is an outfit for you in the closet, please put it on. Scott, follow me…” Read more »

The Island – Part Four (MMF, Cum, Anal, Impreg.)

(There is also some cuck and light-dom play in this chapter too. Don’t forget to read parts 1-3. I received a few requests for more dialogue so I tried to emphasize that in the intro.

If you like it, please message me and let me know. I’m always looking for chat partners. I hope you enjoy!)

The next morning, Rachel and Scott awoke to the sound of tropical birds and crashing waves. In the air, the smell of butter and bacon. As they prepared to get up, Scott looked over at his wife “did you enjoy last night?”

“I loved it, the size of his cock, the taste of his tongue, it all felt so perfect. It was comforting to feel your arms around me as he slid into my pussy.” Her eyes glazed over as she remembered last night’s activities, while Scott looked on in awe. As she remembered the sensation of Paul cumming in her womb, a subtle devilish smile formed on her lips. Watching, Scott knew that she loved Paul, and that his cock would forever be an afterthought. Read more »

I miss my old job (true story)

I miss my old job. I worked as a medical massage therapist at a high-end practice in downtown NYC. The clientele was a mix of wealthy middle aged folk and some athletic youngsters, even a few celebs.

I loved that job because, unlike other offices, here I actually had the time and freedom to treat my patients the way I deemed necessary.
But my professional passions aside…I also miss the old job for all the other perks it offered.

Like the steamy weekly sessions with a pretty young blonde named Carolyn.

The first time we saw each other there was a tangible spark. Her long blond wavy hair gently bounced as she walked towards me from the PT treatment room. Watching her confident gait I couldn’t stop thinking of how sexy her 5”4 body must be under those skin tight yoga pants and sports bra.

She looked like a woman who takes good care of herself. Toned and athletic, with the right curves to compel any man to salivate at the mere sight of her. Her beautiful white skin looked as if it would taste as delicious and sweet as condensed milk. Read more »

[F]ucked a girl I met on Tinder and it was so much [F]un

I had set goals to make this year, my year. I was fitter than I had been in years, regularly working out and seeing amazing results. I even had a brief but extraordinary fling with my gym personal trainer that was hot as fuck but we decided to cool it for a whole multitude of reasons but mainly because we had a good friendship and it was best to keep things professional. I was back in education part-time doing a 6-year degree to start eventually start a new career that would give me purpose, direction and hopefully job satisfaction. In the meantime, I was working retail Monday – Friday 9 to 5 in a stressful job, working out 5 days a week at the gym, on top of trying to make new friends when I had some spare time.

My relationship with my SO is a complicated one. We had been together a long time and were not the people we were when we met. We had both grown and maybe outgrown each other and some might say drifted apart. We are not married but lots of financial and personal obligations we are stuck with each other. As I reached my 30’s my sexual appetite and libido was on fire and through the roof. I realised I was in my sexual prime and a lot of baggage about my sexual side I no longer worried about but I needed constant stimulation, be it intimacy, sex drive and feeling desired and wanted. Read more »

Slut wife [MF]

This necessarily isn’t my most exciting story, it was just a turning point in my bull adventures.

So my old account was pretty popular on a few nsfw subs, your penis being semi internet famous has its perks but mostly cons, my Kik was littered with horny old dudes proposing one favour or the other for vids, pics, meets etc.

“I’d let you fuck my wife if you do xyz”

I’d mostly ignore them as it’s normally some dude in Arizona spamming me, begging to buy my plane tickets, “just come to Arizona with a days notice and no cash”

lol sure, that’s not how niggas get kidnapped at all ”

The demands would always crack my and my girl up, she’d actually egg me on to text them back and we’d have some fun with it.

So in the long list of entitled guys who think I just lay awake dreaming about their wife and nothing else is ‘prick-2’.

Prick 2 earned his exquisite name by blowing up my phone over and over again, at god know what time, begging me to meet his girl, “no nigga is 4am, I have work tomorrow and you definitely ooze serial killer vibes” Read more »

Bahama Vacation 3: Lost in Lust [cuckolding][hotwife]

Originally posted at https://samanthasummersinstitute.org/community/forced-bi-cuckolding/real-cuckold-stories/#post-390 with parts I & II.

Bahama Vacation 3: Lost in Lust
By AsianHotwifesCuck

Until last year, I was the only man that my wife, Julia, had ever slept with. We met in college, She was a freshman, just out of high school, and I was a senior. We met at the library. I accidentally bumped her table when I passed by. She was petite with small breasts and Asian facial features. She looked up at me with her dark eyes and smiled. I smiled back, and I was hooked on her from that day forward.

After a few years of marriage, kids, and jobs, the initial love struck feeling in our relationship had faded, although we were still in love with each other. One night, after an exhausting day, we lay in bed talking about where that love-struck feeling disappeared to and how to get it back. For some reason, we got on the topic of her former boyfriends and why she never had sex with them.

“To be honest,” she told me, “I was afraid.”

“Why?” I inquired. 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 »