Wife’s friend caught a glimpse of The Hulk [M]

Hey all.

I’m not a part of the cuckold community at all but I wanted some advice on how to handle this.

So I’m married 2 kids, and recently became a firefighter so I’m in pretty decent shape. My good friend of 15 years and I train Jiu Jitsu he only started a year ago and I’ve been training for years now.

We obviously shower after training and as guys do it’s common for us to be naked in the change rooms so my friend and I have seen eachother naked many times. I’m on the larger side, when erect I’m 8 inches long and 6 inches around. But when flaccid I’m quite obviously bigger than he.

Anyways, we went on a joint weekend away last weekend my wife and I, and my friend and his wife. She super fine. And so is my wife. But we’re at the pool, the wives were laying on the beds as my friend and I get out and walk on over, his wife is staring at my cock in my shorts and says to my wife, “Jerry wasn’t kidding. It’s true what they say about Caribbean men.” And they giggle. I thought that was harmless jokes and Jerry didn’t mind so I figured nothing of it.

Third Wheel Part II [MFM] [Hotwife]

Annie, Tim and I were spent. Exhausted. Tim and I had just fucked my wife Annie’s brains out. It was my first time sharing my wife and my wife’s first time being shared. As often happens with men, immediately after I came I questioned everything I had just done. I had just shared my wife with a male sex worker. I couldn’t yet tell if it was the greatest thing that’s ever happened to me, or a huge mistake that would ruin our marriage. The whole thing went as planned. I didn’t succumb to jealousy and sit in the corner and cry. In fact I didn’t feel any sense of jealousy at all.

I looked at Annie, lying on the bed, who had just swallowed two mouthfuls of cum. If she had been worried that we had destroyed our marriage, she certainly didn’t show it. She had a look on her face like she had just taken molly and was surrounded by puppies. Her naked body glistened with post-coital sweat. My wife had never had a threesome, and had never been with a cock as big as Tim’s nine inches. She had a glow about her. Her body exuded a sexy radiance. Her eyes were lustfully hungry. I worried that I had corrupted my wife or stolen her innocence. I was worried that she liked it too much. I worried for another moment and took a deep breath.

My Second Impregnation [MF]

So this is based on my memories of how our second child was conceived. I was bred. My eldest, only 8 months old, was supposed to be an only child for a long while – a mutual decision. One night, a couple of months after my menstrual cycle returned, we were intimate. I was ovulating, and he always picked up on my biological cues at this time, and was extra into me. I’d had a delicious orgasm and we were cuddling, talking. He hadn’t cum yet, I could feel his cock stiff against my thigh and leaking precum. We stared a long while into each other’s’ eyes, my chest rising and falling with my shallow breaths, my cheeks still flushed pink and sweaty. I could see his eyes slowly make their way down the side of my face, reaching my lips and resting there for a long moment before glancing straight up at me – something changed, I could see the hunger there. His breaths, too, deepening, he did not say word but climbed on top of me, staring down into my eyes again. I felt small beneath my husband, vulnerable, his eyes insatiable.

[MF] Wife let’s me fuck her ass

New here… this happened a few weeks ago and I can’t stop thinking about it since.

My wife was on her laptop in the living room when I decided to surprise her. I walked in, pulled out a blindfold and ball gag. Instantly, she began taking deep breathes because she knew she was about to be dominated. She undressed and I guided her over the side of the couch where she rested on all fours. I kissed her neck gently, traced my tongue down her back until I got to her ass and gave it a little smack while spreading her cheeks to get a better view of the goods. Running a finger over her lips showed she was already wet.

To spice things up a little more, I took out the feather teaser and ran it all over her body – making sure to heighten her arousal/sensitivity. Every stroke of the feather had her squirming and moaning softly. I told her not to move or else I would have to punish her (she loves it when I take control and talk dirty). I put her back into position then dove right into her pussy with my tongue. I slurped up her sweet juices working up and down, my nose brushing up against her asshole – I went further up and starting rimming her. She moved a little but didn’t back away and I knew this night would be different than others.

Taking care of my first married man since before the pandemic [FM]

There are a few men in my neighborhood that I like to take care of sexually. They have little or no sex lives with their wives and I always felt like I was doing a good deed by occasionally sucking them off or letting them fuck me. That pretty much stopped during the pandemic but two weekends ago I finally got back on the horse.

This particular horse is in his 50s and a really nice guy. His wife was gone for the weekend and I was really looking forward to taking care of him. Not just a quick fuck. I wanted to make him feel like a king. As soon as I got there I put down my bag of goodies and stripped down to my bra and panties. I led him by the hand to the bedroom and gave him a deep passionate kiss. “I’ve missed you so much. I want to spend the rest of the day showing you how much you mean to me.” For context, we aren’t in love, but whenever we hook up he likes for us to pretend that we are together. His real marriage isn’t a happy one, but pretending that he’s in a happy relationship with a woman who adores him really means a lot to him.

A Simple Smile [MF] [Interracial] [Busty] [Big Ass] [Straight Sex]

“Almost there guys,” I said as I looked into the back seat. My two Malamute dogs looked back at me. I hated seeing them like this, cooped up in the back seat of my SUV. “I’m sorry,” I said as a single tear traced down my face. I wiped it away and shook my head. “Enough of that,” I cursed myself. I had cried enough on this long drive.

Texas was a long way behind me now, so was the great life that I had left behind. Georgia was going to my new home, a small town I had never heard about until I contacted my brother. It had been years since we had spoken to each other, shortly after our mum passed away we both went our separate ways. Mom was the glue that held our family together after she was gone, everything fell apart, old memories surfaced, as well as many other things.

The GPS told me to get off the highway. “Only thirty minutes,” I said looking back at the two of them. Both acknowledged me with their ears perking up for a few seconds then falling back down. Marco and Polo were all I had left of my life, as well as two suitcases and four boxes.

Quenching her beloved’s thirst….

The Clock ticked 10 PM. A smile crept across her face, she blushed, it was time to serve her beloved thakurjii, she knew it. Grabbing the glass of milk skimmed with kesar, ought to give him the strength for his nightly chores. The other hand holding a paandan, served their purpose to freshen his taste buds in case situation got very close. The good part, there was pin drop silence in the havelli as everyone was snoring in deep sleep except for the sound of anklets which indicated him of her succulent presence. Her hips swaying from side to side while drops of sweat trickled down her navel and disappeared within the hem of her saree.

The door was open for her to fulfill her wifely duties and she walked gracefully in her pink saree displaying her assets. Every peice of jwellery she wore was swaying on her youthful body.

Resting elegantly on his right elbow, on the huge bed, in just white dhoti, his right leg stretched straight while his left wrist resting gracefully on his bent left knee. Her thakurji displayed his masculine features for her to admire.

Filthy Fourth Date [MF]

I couldn’t believe what I’d heard, did she really just say that?

It had been a month since our third date, and here we were now on our fourth. Our first three dates were casual affairs. 30 minutes at a low key coffee shop. The second, a simple walk around Cal Anderson park. For the third we walked from Ballard locks to the shore in Discovery park and sat as the sun set behind the Olympic mountains. With each date we’d gotten closer.

On our second date, we held hands as we walked and parted with a kiss that held all the charge of anticipation. As we watched the sun setting on our third date, we were in full contact. I held her tightly around her firm waist, to feel every breath. Our bodies pressed side by side, from shoulders to calves, while we talked.

It was a rare connection. We are both busy executives, constantly traveling to visit customers and offices until the pandemic lockdown kept us working from home. We talked about our favorite coffee shops in San Francisco, New York, and London, as if the world were our neighborhood. We shared a small sigh at how many people never seem to get to the point quickly enough and just vent at life rather than steer towards a better outcome.

[FM] then [FF] neighbours wife caught him peeping on me [F23]. Shinanigans ensued

A few days ago I was in my garden sunbathing. It’s quite secluded apart from 1 window on my neighbours house where you could see my garden. I usually sunbath topless because I love the feeling of the sun hitting my skin and something about setting my tits free outside makes me instantly wet.

So I’m laying on my back, headphones in getting lost into a Spotify playlist when I notice my neighbours window was slightly open. Thinking nothing of it, I close my eyes when I hear muffled voices over my music. I take one earphone out and realise it was my neighbours arguing, I love to hear a good argument and this poor guys wife was giving him shit about something so obviously I turn off my music to listen more.

It doesn’t take long but I soon realised they were arguing about me! She must have caught him looking at me through the window so she’s screaming at him, I can’t hear him very much but I hear the words “I’ve seen the way you look at her” and “fucking pervert” I chuckled to myself but I also got super turned on at the thought of him looking at me. He’s about 40 but I’ve always thought of him as a silver fox and had a little thing for him. The argument ended with him storming out and I hear his car drive off.

How my life changed forever. Part 4 [Mast] [M] [F]

Part 4

I awaken what felt like days later, but must have only been a few hours. The sun had mad it’s way across the sky and the afternoon was drawing on. I looked around our clearing and found that Hannah and myself were alone. The men had evidently left a while ago leaving us battered, bruised and covered in cum asleep in the woods for anyone to come across. Hannah slept fitfully next to me every so often her hand would reach underneath her knickers and would rest a few moments on her clit. Each time this happened Hannah would bite her lip and call out for more.

I raised myself to my feet and almost collapsed from the pain. My jaw ached and my arse felt like it was on fire. I tentatively reached back there and what was once a tight hole so now offered little resistance when I pushed my finger against it. I was shocked just how it easy it was now to slip it inside. I found the remains of my trousers shredded the previous night by the first man who fucked me. My wallet and phone were gone, an adequate exchange I thought for what ended up becoming the greatest night of my life. The only clothing I had left was the shirt that had somehow stayed on throughout our adventure. It was ruined of course covered in dirt, cum and piss. I removed it and stretched my aching muscles. Bruises covered my torso, but I did not care.