The Other Couple Part 2 (big cock)(wife swap) (cuckold)

This is a continuation of The Other Couple story previously posted.

I woke up the next morning to find Tracy already up and on the balcony. I didn’t hear her get up but I went outside and asked if she wanted to go to breakfast. I was still a bit u easy about what happened last night, seeing her mouth filled with a cock much bigger then my own. I was t sure what she thought about everything other then drunkenly saying she wanted to hang out with them again before I passed out.

While standing in line to get seated for breakfast I heard a familiar voice in the hallway. It was Brad and Amanda. I was hoping to avoid them this morning but before I could suggest a different restaurant my wife called out, “good morning! You two seem to be doing fine after a very late night”. Tracy invited them to sit with us and our conversation was strangely normal considering Amanda had just swallowed my cum a few hours ago and Brad had face fucked my wife with the biggest cock she’s ever seen. The ladies both got up to get coffee and left Brad and I at the table. “Last night was something else right?” Brad said. “Yeah” we had fun I replied. Brad continued “Amanda’s really something right, that girl just can’t ever get enough. I have a confession, she’s not my wife, she’s a girlfriend of mine. We see each other a few times a year and when we do she basically wants to fuck 24/7.”

Control

It was my favourite bookshop, tucked away down a narrow alley just off the main shopping street. If you didn’t know it was there you would never have found it. A little gem known only to those who wandered from the usual retail route, the shop was nothing more than a permanently dusty window and a faded green door set into the burnished brickwork. No neon lights, no fluorescent BOGOF offers in the window, not even a sign above the door to indicate what lay behind it. But for anyone who turned the faded brass handle and stepped into the shadowy room beyond, a world of possibilities awaited.

I love books, and by extension I love bookshops. Doesn’t matter to me whether it’s one of the big chain stores or a smaller independent place – I just adore anywhere that offers me the chance to buy something new to read. You could say I’m addicted to the written word, amongst other things.

But this bookshop was one of a kind. Almost every other one I’d visited was well lit, with manicured displays, comfortable seats, defined areas for the various genres offered, coffee machines, fancy biscuits – I’m sure you know the type of place. Here, it was nothing like that. There was no attempt to enhance the ‘customer experience’ beyond offering them books to buy, and boy, the shop certainly did that.

Cucked by a BBC [M/F/F] [Blowjob]

“Hey Kayla, you’re finally here!” I stood in my best friend Santana’s doorway upon request of having a girls night with her. We do have these all of the time, but what surprised me this time was the tall man sitting on her couch.

“Hey Santana… and others. I didn’t expect it would be anyone but us or I would have invited Reece.” Santana got up and walked towards me. She’s 5’4 and was wearing a loose wavy low cut black blouse that showed off her beautiful bouncy tits, she was a bit thicker then I am and her ass and tits always dragged the eyes of guys at the bar. Me on the other hand, I am much more petite at 5’ flat, and far less busty than her with only B cups that were perky enough that I barely had to wear a bra, and I know how to show off what I have. I wore a short, tight cropped hoodie that showed off my chest that bordered on a 6 pack and had patterned white and black yoga pants that held up my fit ass.

First story about when my wife [F] and I [M] first started to see each other (and have sex).

Ok, so I figured that I would tell some of the stories about how my future wife (f) and I (m) started hooking up when we were in high school. We’re in our 30s now so these are definitely flash backs, but I’ll tell them as accurately as I can remember. It kinda starts off mild, and if people like it enough I’ll post more. We had some fun and fairly public sex quite a bit. This is kinda long, but I want to give to clearest picture I can.

It starts in cross country practice when we were seniors in high school, both 18. We had met the year before, when we were juniors, and we were friendly but never anything more than that. I always thought she was hot—athletic, with small breasts that still always managed to bounce when she was running, dark red hair, a cute butt, and really nice legs. That first year, it was hard for me not to look and her and wonder what she looked like naked. But I was really shy and awkward around girls, so I just admired her from afar.

Becoming the Concubine part 03

After eating, Hanae felt the familiar sensations of needing to attend to her bodily functions. She tugged gently on the cuff, got Jonathon’s attention, and using sign language, indicated her need.

Jonathon helped her to her feet, took her out behind his tents. He led behind a row of bushes, and she saw the latrine, basically, a hole dug in the ground. He pointed to that and led Hanae over. He turned his back to allow her a modicum of privacy, standing on the other side of the bushes. With the cords still keeping their cuffs attached, she would not be escaping that way.

He handed her a package of something she had never seen before. It was small squares of paper, soft, and she realized that this was to be used for cleaning afterward. This was a revelation, before, she had always used whatever was handy, usually leaves or grass, to wipe herself after. The white men had some very interesting things with them.

She took the familiar position, and let out soft sounds of relief as she voided her bladder and bowels. The paper was much softer than grass and leaves, and they were discarded down into the pit.

[MMF] My adventures with Mark and Jill (part 2) [bi][mostly MM]

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I showed up to Mark and Jill’s on Saturday just before noon. It had been a few weeks since our last encounter. The last time I visited was more of a normal visit. The threeway wasn’t brought up by them, I thought I’d leave it be and not be the one to bring it up. When I got inside Jill was bustling around getting ready for work and Mark was playing a video game in the living room. Jill was pretty much on her way out moments after I got there. She gave me a quick hug and we said a brief “Hello, Goodbye”. As the hug broke she dropped her hand and ran it over my crotch while whispering “Have fun” into my ear. Then she was gone. I made my way into the living room. Mark was sitting on one couch and I took a seat on the other. I packed the bong while he played. Once it was packed he paused the game and we made small talk while passing the bong back and forth. It was a pretty hefty sized bowl and my head was swimming by the time it was finished. Mark went back to his game and I lit up a smoke while we kept chatting. I had trouble focusing on the screen. The way the screen moves in guitar hero never mixed well with weed for me. Because of this I looked more at him while we talked and noticed him stealing some glances in my direction occasionally. This was the first time we had hung out one on one since the events of the previous story. He looked a little nervous, I assume he wanted to bring it up but wasn’t sure how.

You should know how wet I am right now [F]

Wanting to try something new tonight. I’m a little too nervous to talk much. I would be cool starting with some casual conversation and then maybe moving on into fulfilling each other’s fantasies. I don’t judge, I just may not be into it. Happy to take it slow or get straight into the fun part. Am kink friendly and non-judgmental.

*** while i wait to find someone i’ll have my phone between my legs so with every comment, dm it vibrates on my pussy.

I [M] 20 anal fucked a grad student [F] 29 from my university

I’m at university for a society meeting, there a presentation going on and this lady came and set next to me since I was sitting in the back corner by myself.

She, had straight black hair, about 5’3/4, big curves (similar dimensions to Lisa Ann, but natural and half her age lol), natural beauty, firm curves, Italian.

As she sat down we had some quick introductions, hi and all, and then remained relatively quiet for most of the talk.

A pair of her girlfriends came over and sat next to her as well again just said hi and that.

During the lecture she made some general infrequent conversation, occasionally touching my arm or leg but not much more.

All done and we parted ways leaving the building, I was walking back to my apartment when she ran up behind me and simply said

‘You wanna come fuck me?’

At first I was obviously a bit taken back but her beauty was apparent as was her horniness

‘What now’, I responded with, while shifting the bulge in my pants

Innocent Librarian Looking for Fun Meets Her Match

“We’ve just had a few new books come in. So, I’m going to need about half an hour to put them on the shelf before we can go,” I said to Joshua.

“Okay, my munchkin. I’ll wait for you outside.” His lenses fogged up as he smiled.

A customer interjected our conversation. I checked his query on the system, looked up and saw that Joshua was gone. I had built up quite an appetite, so I was eager to finish so that we could go to lunch.

After putting the new books onto the shelf, I pushed the trolley towards the counter and glanced at the romance books. A book was sticking out of the shelf from the erotica section and looked like it could tip over any second. Something about that section made me blush, which was the reason I avoided it.

I should just go there and fix that book. Nobody’s going to think I’m a slut. I’m only doing my job. I looked around and saw my colleagues chatting, and Mrs Greyling was by the cooking section as always. I walked towards the book, my shoulders stiff and eyes focused straight ahead, not daring to dart.

OUT OF THE FIRE

My document started in “dark mode” as my first page opened online. Quickly, I mouthed out a few words to test the waters of my new found portal and spoke the word, “sex” into the microphone of the cell phone. Like much of my life, I always started in dark mode.

Different from the rest of the people, my place was at the bottom, scrambling with my fingers outstretched reaching for answers constantly through my 18 years of aging. Digging to climb out of the world I was born in, my life was going to be different some day. I can’t believe it started changing with just a single device, a cell phone.

“Charlie’s” the name, by the way, but only Rebecca calls me this…because I like it. Rebecca was my best friend growing up in the compound underneath the ground and we had decided years ago, “Charlie suited me better.” Everyone else calls me “Dinah,” a biblical name of which I despise.