My ex left me for our bull. Part 1.

This is a past story that happened over a year ago, I would like to share it with you. As the title says my ex left me for our bull. Call me crazy but this keeps me very horny until today.

It turns out that I had been with this girl for about 4 years, which we will call “Maria”. She is a butterface girl, she is ugly in face but has an amazing, round, huge and beautiful ass. Latin skin, long black hair, long and incredible legs, nice tits. I had always had these cuckold fantasies. She knew it and although she wasn’t scared, it didn’t get her attention either; I think more than anything because she had lost her virginity with me.

But she was curious about it and after a few months she started talking to me about guys at the university who looked at her ass and how that made her horny. After much insistence from me she told me about a friend of her that she had known since high school and he was now with her in college.
This guy is quite an alpha male. Tall, white skin, handsome, short black hair, something marked of the body and muscular, he does a lot of exercise. He has a definitely alpha personality, and a guy who fucks a lot of girls. Wa call him Luis.

Wonderful morning sex [MF]

Jen had been staying at my house with me for a few months and we had been enjoying very regular sex. I was in my 30’s and she was in her 40’s around this time. What had started as a casual friendship had quickly turned into a steamy pattern of every day sex. I’m Asian and about 5’7″, average build. Jen – 5’5″, very slender, auburn hair and fair complexion.

It was a chilly October morning when I woke up and pulled the covers snugly around us. We were spooning and still not dressed from the previous night’s activities. She was wearing a pair of plain cotton bikini style panties and nothing else, while I was still naked. As I snuggled in closely to her my morning wood rested gently against the soft cotton of her panties and I tried to drift back off to sleep. Jen began to stir and shift around but clearly wasn’t awake yet. She began to wiggle her ass against my crotch as she woke. Turning her head to kiss me she simply says, “good morning”, and with a smile slides her panties down. She guided me carefully as I entered her and it felt heavenly. I slowly slid in and out of her while I ran my hands over her body. This slow teasing pace was difficult to maintain and Jen was really turning me on with her little moans as I kissed her neck. After a few minutes of those slow and deliberate strokes, she turned and pushed me on my back and rolled on top of me.

[FM] My Weekend With Marie – Part 1 of 2

The last few years have sucked, right? One of the few unambiguously good things I’ll carry forward is the memory of the meetup I had with my beautiful, funny, and smart-as-hell girl from reddit. This is that (true) story.

I met Marie via one of the gonewild subreddits when I mailed her to let her know how much she messed with me. To my shock, she sent back a voice message. If anything, her voice made me even harder than her incredible body, and we were soon kiking and voice messaging, and etc, etc, etc.

We didn’t just like fucking around and making each other cum, we liked each other. It came out in our conversations that I’m about ten years older than her, with me in my 30s and she just out of college. She liked my age and experience and sense of humor. I liked her because she was not only smart, funny, and beautiful, she was as horny as I was. If not more so.

We played control games on the phone, and she’d send me videos of her slim little fingers sliding between her lips. She would send me pictures of her tight little ass from the bathroom at work, and at least once a week I’d have to sit through a meeting with a visible erection.

Under His Nose

My name is Jenny and this is the story of how I cheated on my boyfriend. Never in my life have I cheated on any boyfriend, I don’t see the need. If I want another, I’ll break up, then pursue. However, on this night I lost my willpower and cheated on the man I’ve loved more than anyone else. All my past loves seemed like puppy love compared to Trey and it breaks my heart that I did this to him.

I’m a 5 foot 6, twenty-two year old woman with dirty blonde hair and dark blue eyes. I weigh 125lbs and my bra size is 34b. I’m a sexual woman, to say the least. I like taking risks, I like public affection and I like experimentation in all forms including sex. I’ll try anything once. Here is a pic of me.

https://drive.google.com/file/d/1Eo3bZQl8l2pnbOfEijY_uI5_l6L5cx3B/view?usp=sharing

Trey is twenty-five years old with gorgeous long blonde hair, normally tied up in a messy manner. He has a thick unkempt beard that I love. He’s an artist whose main skill in painting and up to this point he’s finished and sold two paintings of me. He’s so good that he makes enough money from it to not have a job but he’s still a struggling artist, living paycheck to paycheck.

[M]y first crush [F]

This happened a long time ago, so it’s about as true to life as memory will allow. It’s my first time writing a story like this, so I hope you like it.

My first serious crush was Amy, a girl in high school with long light brown hair, fair skin, and a smile that cut me right down to my core. She was the friend of several other friends of mine, and we would hang out a lunch and on breaks, as we didn’t share any classes. We became friends, and then bit by bit I started trying to spend more and more time with her. She was so fun, happy, and brought a special kind of light and joy into my life that I’ve never really found anywhere else. We would talk and hang out for hours, always as friends. After a while, she hinted that she had a crush on me, and we began slowly and awkwardly to express ourselves physically.

Tonight’s Reward [MF] [Femdom] [Denial] [Light Bondage]

Tonight. Finally. After days and days of being denied, she will let him cum tonight. His mind flashes over the events of the past week. Two weeks? He can’t even remember at this point. Being edged repeatedly in all manner of ways: hands, mouth, toys, riding him first with her pussy then her excruciatingly tight ass while being told not to cum first, under penalty of whipping. Of course, as soon as she came once or twice she just slipped off him and walked away, leaving his cock throbbing, moments from release. It was maddening. He was forced to kneel in front of her, completely naked, while she played with herself for ages, cumming as much as she wanted and fucking herself with everything but his neglected shaft. Several times she rode his face until it was soaked, slapping his balls when he slowed, and giving him a few full, euphoric strokes as a reward each time she came on his tongue.

A Brat’s Tale [Mf] [oral] [light bratting]

She’d done it again. Stuck her tongue out at him when he walked by as she was making dinner. The dinner making was already a punishment she’d earned during the week, as she didn’t enjoy cooking per se, but was still rather better at it than he was. But that damn tongue. She’d been doing it all day. He’d been trying to ignore her antics, as that was one of the better tools in his kit he had for taming her when needed, but it’d been going on with it long enough he didn’t think he could ignore that kind of behavior from her any longer. So he continued to walk by the kitchen and ignore her and her damn tongue, but his mind was made up, and how she acted from here on out would determine exactly how he’d have to handle her.

[F]ucked a [m]ilf on my 21st birthday

I just turned 21 and have been in a 5 year relationship with my girlfriend. We met in high school and the rest is history. She lives with is her aunt crystal who is the sexiest 40 year old I’ve ever met. She’s 5’2 always wearing large shirts around so I never really bat an eye at her until she recently started talking to men online and meeting them up. Every time I’d see her leave the house she’d have her nails done, eyebrows done wearing sundresses that expose her ass and most importantly huge DD titties. She’d always catch me staring when we’d have conversations but never had said anything. She was just genuinely kind and caring when it came to me, she’d always crack jokes and we’d talk even when my girlfriend wasn’t there. One night we were playing monopoly, smoking blunts and my girlfriend made a joke saying that we should throw a party for my birthday. She was all for it but told told me specifically that I had to clean up the whole backyard before I could do it but you know I wouldn’t turn down a free place to party. Especially since she was so cool with drinking and smoking.

[M] First bondage experience

Since you guys like my last two stories I’ll share a recent one, same girl from the first story I posted. This one could get a little lengthy since the details are still fresh in my head.

I just recently became single again after a short stint with a girl I met on a dating app. She was nice but we didn’t really click.

Two weekends ago I was home alone on a Saturday night, I decided to text my old hook up, we can call her Jenna. I hadn’t talked to Jenna since I started seeing the dating app girl, and pretty sure Jenna was seeing someone casually (would post a guy in her snapchat and instagram stories occasionally). I thought ‘What the hell? I’ll give this a shot.’

I texted her “Hey what are you doing tonight?” and we started chatting for a little bit. Turns out she was out having a few drinks with her friends. I could tell she was feeling frisky because she started saying how she was bored and sending the winky face emoji here and there (what a time to be alive…) I told her I was having a little whiskey at my place (I wasn’t drinking yet but didn’t want her to feel weird if she was and I wasn’t) and that she should come over for a night cap. I poured myself a glass of my best whiskey over ice (cheap whiskey lol).

Housesitting (part 1)

I grew up in a very wealthy area with huge houses, many with pool houses that had bedrooms. I started housesitting in the summer when I was home from college and had couples/families who I sat for regularly. At the end of the summer, before my sophomore year, I sat for a couple, in their 40s, who were both hot as hell. They said they both traveled for work a lot (no kids) and one or both are often gone a couple of days a week or sometimes over a weekend. They wanted to know if I would be willing to live in the pool house the following summer so I would always be available if they would both be gone.

They paid more than any of my other clients and were really nice. They always had the fridge stocked with my favorite food and drinks and didn’t mind if I had a friend or two over while they were gone. I was also single at the time and didn’t expect that to change anytime soon so I figured, why not.