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Figured I’d share this here too. I’m sure it will mostly get downvotes but for the few that are into this, here you go.
I’m dusting off an old burner account for this one because I don’t want to associate it with my main one since this has to do with “breeding” and not what I’m typically into.
My wife and I have been doing the hotwife thing for over 2 years now. Although I see it as a hotwife relationship, it definitely has a lot of elements of cuckolding. Anyway, that’s besides the point.
We check-in to our hotel room and find our room on the 27th floor. We carefully unpack silently while sizing up the kind bed, the slots in the headboard (perfect for restraints), and the uncovered floor to ceiling windows overlooking NYC. It’s dusk and while we both enjoy the view we are especially excited about the exposure, our exposure to the world. I hang up my clothes in the closet and set up the sex toys side-by-side on the bedside table. You methodically untie and inspect the rope, running it carefully between your fingers and slowly twisting it in a figure 8. Next you pick up the leather whips one-by-one carefully running your finger over the edges and inspecting them carefully. You flash me a sinister smile and sideways glance when you quickly crack each whip against the table to remind me why we are here. My breath quickens and heart beats faster with each snap of leather against wood. After you inspect each piece you place the toys in the drawer to hide them from the massage therapists who are due in our room shortly.
*A Redditor asked me to write this story about his wife. This is all fiction as far as I’m concerned.*
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It was Friday night and Nikke was at home waiting for Ric. He never usually came this late from work, but after 12 years of marriage she could let things slide. They were a happy couple, and while Ric wanted more than Nikke was willing to provide, everything worked itself out in the end. Instead of pacing back-and-forth, worrying about her husband, she’d go about her normal routine. Her favorite show was on tonight and she hated missing an episode.
Nikke went into the kitchen and poured herself a glass of red wine. There was also beer for Ric and his friends, in case they wanted a few pints. But Nikke preferred something sweet she could slowly sip in, just getting drunk wasn’t her thing. In fact there was a lot that wasn’t “her thing.”
She came back from the kitchen and heard the doorbell. Thinking it was Ric she walked quickly to the door and opened it. He wasn’t there, instead it was his friends: Tomas, Matthew, Jason, and Ralph. Oh, right, tonight they were supposed to come over for their usual “Guy’s Night Out,” except Ric wasn’t home yet. “Come in, come in!” said Nikke as she brought them inside. “Ric isn’t here, but have a seat, I’ll make something for you.”
She walks into our bedroom, where I lay tired, but eager to see her face. She glows like a school girl that just got her first kiss. “How’d it go?”, I ask in anticipation as I sit up. Smiling, she comes closer. She starts to tell me about her evening with my best friend. It had been too long. I could smell their sex on her. Truthfully, she walked in stating how shes glad the dog cant talk because, downstairs she was greeted by him, abnormally smelling her pussy and also down her silky legs. Not to sound weird, but this alone turned me on enough to flip her on her back right then and there! But I was patient and just pulled her on top of me. “Thank you daddy”, She says through her smile… I smile back, “Tell me about it”, I say. She starts by telling me how she fondled him through his jeans before she asked him if she could taste him, while they find seclusion. He gave the obvious answer that both of their bodies needed. “So I went down on him in the car”, she says. “Oh god, show me. Keep talking and show me”. “Keep kissing me like that and I’ll do whatever you want”, she says as she positions herself on my right, with her pretty ass in the air, just like she was in a car.
So this is my first post here, and hopefully you’ll be able to tell it’s real and written by a real woman. Just happened last night actually.
We’re both in our late 20s and have been together for the past 7 years, plus some in high school. I am 5’6, brown hair, blue eyes, and the years of comfortable living and having kids have gotten me to an overweight with curves, but not totally obese body type. My breasts have always been small, but the weight gain has bumped them up to small Cs. I’ve always had a big butt, and the weight gain made that bigger too. My husband owns his own construction company and does a shit ton of physical labor so his arms and back are ripped, but he’s got a tiny dad pooch too. He’s 5’11 or so with dark hair and eyes. His dick is about average I’d say. I thought it was big until I started reading all the stories on here about those magical 8in cocks with soda can girth. But out of my 10 or so partners throughout my sexual history, he’s by far the best lay I’ve ever had.
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Lucy and all her old school friends have been trying to organise a night out for the last couple of months, it’s been years since they have all been together as a group and finally got a date set. Fast forward to last Saturday night, Lucy is up in the bedroom getting ready as I get the kids dinner sorted. Once dinner is served I go up the see how Lucy is getting on, I find her sitting on the corner of the bed slipping on a pair of black high heels. She looks amazing wearing her tight black leather jeans, a low cut blouse and a tight green coat. “You’re going to turn a lot of heads tonight” I told her as I walk over to give her a kiss. “They can look all they want, but they can’t touch” she said as she got up and walked towards the door, turning back to add “unless you would want them to” with a sly smirk on her face. I quickly followed her out of the room and gave her a firm smack across her shiny leather ass, she jumps slightly and turns to me. Her hand drops down and runs along my crotch, my cock already semi hard “oh does that turn you on? Other men checking out your sexy wife” she whispers into my ear. My cock grows and she teases me by grabbing my shaft through my jeans, “oh my, it does!” She exclaimed. We have been doing a lot of Hotwife/cuckold roleplaying lately and this was really turning me on, but it was short lived as I could hear one of the kids crying downstairs and had to run to investigate. After being cock blocked by a stolen chicken nugget, Lucy came in to say good bye as her friend was waiting outside. Just before she walked out the door she turned and called back to me “you still ok with the plan?”, I nodded my head in agreement and she vanished out the door with a large smile across her face.
Okay so here’s the continuation of the last story. A month or so has passed, mary and I talk and flirt every day now and we’ve become good friends. After dinner one night sara starts talking about me having sex with mary. ” tell me again how you fucked her” she said. This had become a more common thing lately and her sex drive was through the roof. I recant the story and I can see her panties are getting wet. She grabs my hand and takes me upstairs and fucks my brains out. After she says “call her” I cock my head, ” Mary? Why?”. ” i want you to invite her for dinner tomorrow and you’re gonna cook us both dinner”she stated, i said okay? Any reason why? “You’ll see” she said. So I called “hello?” She said. ” hey sweetheart how are you?” I said. She said better now, and I told her that I wanted her to come over for dinner tomorrow. She said she would be there and we hung up.
Originally written by asianhotwifescuck at https://samanthasummersinstitute.org/community/forced-bi-cuckolding/real-cuckold-stories/#post-359
We needed some time for just the two of us to be together. Between the stress of work and raising three active children, we somehow lost the ability to connect with each other. We were both successful in our work life, but that had come at a cost. Time away from each other and shuttling kids between activities left little time for the two of us as a couple. Somehow there were not enough hours in the day to spend on ourselves.
We both thought a trip with just the two of us was just the thing to help us reconnect by getting some time together, and my wife, Julia, thought it was a great idea as well. When she mentioned that she wanted to vacation on a warm, tropical island, I pictured a week of Julia in swimsuits and short dresses for me to drink in with my thirsty eyes. Perhaps Hawaii, the Bahamas, or Puerto Rico would be nice. We booked a flight to the Bahamas and looked forward to a warm weather vacation and to opportunity to spend time together.
A little backstory. Been friends with luke since childhood. I was the best man at his wedding to Rose. He was there when I had my first kid with Sam and when i found out Sam cheated with her ex.
When luke met Rose he fell hard. He would come over and tell me all about the awesome sex they were having. First time I met her I knew I was in trouble. Her big eyes were fiery brown, her hair was dark and reached her ass. But that ass. A Latinas ass. Rose is smart, quick, funny and had her shit together. Unlike the rest of us.
Now all four of us were on our way to spend the weekend at a lake house and as always she greeted me with a hug. She sat shotgun and I’m sit in the back with clear view of her side boob. I try to hold sam but shes on her phone watching videos not having it. I start talking to Luke and Rose about work. I listen to her with interest because her job is probably the coolest.
I’ll keep this short because I’m sure it’s of limited appeal, but I just need to get this off my chest because it was a lot of fun.
We sometimes hire a young babysitter for our two kids. By young, I mean 19. She’s a college student and she’s skinny and cute, by no means looks like a supermodel, but I definitely find her pretty cute. We hired her last Friday evening. She came over straight from school, so she was wearing high heels with her jeans. She also brought a pair of Birkenstocks to change into. So she kicked off her heels in our dining room, threw on the sandals and took the kids out to play. Later on she took an Uber home.
But she had left something behind! Her heels were sitting on our dining room floor on Saturday morning. I texted her to let her know she had forgotten her shoes and she offered to come by and pick them up Monday afternoon. No problem.