[Str8][cuck] I am my mother’s pride: An Asian’s woman journey towards the arms of a white man – Part 3.

Guess what guys? I’ve been so excited about writing this that I banged it out over the weekend. The next part is heavy so I decided to break it up so it’s easier to digest. As of now, part 1 – 5 are mostly a true story with some minor changes. Part 6 will be functional based on unexplored fantasies and discussions within our throupple. Enjoy!

 

Part 1: [Str8][cuck] I am my mother’s pride: An Asian’s woman journey towards the arms of a white man – Part 1.
Part 2:[Str8][cuck] I am my mother’s pride: An Asian’s woman journey towards the arms of a white man – Part 2.
Part 3: You are here.
Part 4: Out tonight.
Part 5: Coming soon
Part 6: Coming soon

 

#Part 3#

**Mike, Steve, Adam.**
It’s been a week since Jared and I ended our relationship and it honestly feels weird to be in one home, with one man all the time. Nevertheless, I have been active on three different dating platforms and it’s been overwhelming. I have not been able to plan anything because I’m getting many messages. James and I came up with a plan to filter it out: after a few introductions we would send out a predrafted message to make them aware of the situation. It went like this:

[MMM… FFFF…] The Devil’s Work – part eleven

I take Tabitha to meet with Dr White in his private quarters. I do not shackle her. There is little chance of escape.

“Ah, Tabitha,” he greets us. “And Jonathan!”

“I hope that you are refreshed,” he says.

Neither of us replies.

Dr White remains standing, as do Tabitha and I.

“Now Tabitha,” he continues, “I think that you would be more comfortable without that smock.”

Without waiting for a response from Tabitha, he turns to me. “Help Tabitha remove her smock, Jonathan,” he tells me.

I help Tabitha remove her smock. She makes no protest, although I can see that she is shaking nervously.

Dr White circles around her, admiring her nakedness.

“I did enjoy seeing you naked, earlier, Tabitha,” he tells her. “You have a fine body and will make a good wife for someone, before too long, and bear strong and healthy children for him.”

“Won’t she, Jonathan?” he turns to me and asks.

“Yes, Dr White, I am sure that she will,” I reply, dutifully.

Dr White steps towards her and I see Tabitha tense in anticipation.

46[F] What Happened Last Night in SF

Having never been to San Francisco, I made plans for a few extra nights before my conference so I could experience the town and get some much needed rest in the hotel. Conference rates on high end hotels are always a good thing.

With all of the excitement of the trip, I did not take a moment to consider that I really do not like traveling around on my own. Not to mention, I heard several scary stories by women traveling alone there. I thought “Whatever, I will survive”.

After a harrowing ride from the airport, I got into my room and thought about where to head. There was a hotel bar on the rooftop and there were at least 3 people in the elevator that were headed up there. I get dressed to go up and figure I can have a drink and then settle in early before hitting the town the next day.

Swingers club but no swinging [MF] [MF]

(It’s a long one so you can skip to the **** if you want)

But, it didn’t turn out like you’d think.

We had had a couple soft swap threesomes before this and the idea of more always intrigued us. Eventually we had got out of the bar scene and had settled down into a fairly tame domestic life that included the typical mini van and young kid activites.

The kids eventually get old enough to head to the inlaws over night and we find ourselves with the occasional free weekend. Meeting new people in person wasn’t easy because sometimes our free weekends would be out of the blue. So we decided to try an adult site you could find friends on. We enjoyed this, but where we live there wasn’t too many local options. But we had some cam fun a few times with couples and singles.

We then get discussing the idea of going to a swingers club. We find the one “closest” to us (about an hour and a half away) and decide to check it out. It has a very busy online community and we join that. We keep an eye on the site for a while, exchange conversations and pics with people and finally decide to try it out in person.

Wife fucks her sgt

This was years ago and I just found out… Super fucking hot tho lol

My wife was in the army at the time. We only had one car and I had to work that same day. Her Sgt ended up offering a ride which she took. Well apparently on the way home (little over an HR drive) he was hitting on her. He was telling her how great her ass was and that she was pretty. She said she only said thanks but he ended up touching her thigh and she didn’t stop him. He eventually rubbed her pussy over the pants and she let it happen. He then undid her pants and she leaned her seat back a little so that he can get his hand in. Rubbed her clit and fingered her. From there be pulled over and drove to an empty parking lot. He had her pull her pants down, lay the seat all the way down, and face down. He pulled his cock out, climbed over her, and fucked her raw till he came.

I could only imagine her pussy wet pussy taking his raw cock. Her pussy dripping his cum. Wish she would have let me fuck after. Would have used it as lube…

The Work Wife [MF][oral][anal][cheat][interr]

Part 1
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She was a Punjabi woman, a Sikh, and despite being born half a world apart we found each other working as peers on projects for the United States Commerce department. She had a quick, biting wit that was perfectly synced with my own. Our rapport was easy and despite not getting my pop culture references, we could still make each other laugh. We became inseparable work spouses: having lunch together grabbing coffee, working as pairs at each other’s desks, taking walks together on the work campus.

While our personalities meshed well, physically we were near opposites. She was the picture of elegance, with brown skin, impossibly long hair, and a thin, lanky frame that supported ample breasts. I was pale to a fault, burning easily in the sun, short brown hair, and the size and build of a football player whose body had softened over the years into what could be called the classic dad bod.

We flirted together almost immediately upon meeting. She was married with two young boys, confiding in me that the marriage was arranged, so nothing was ever going to happen. We would talk and get close. One day I noticed that she kept touching me, my knee and my thigh, when we talked, sometimes letting her hands linger. I would touch her shoulders, but tried to walk a careful line of workplace behavior.

[MMM… FFFF…] The Devil’s Work – part ten

I retire to my modest abode – not much more than a room really. There’s one thing that I need to do before anything else and that is to relieve my sexual frustration, whatever the bible and the church may say about sexual self-gratification!

As I stroke myself gently and slowly, I savour the gradual build up towards an eventual release. There is no need to rush. I allow my thoughts to wander to Tabitha’s breasts and nipples and how they felt in my hands. I recall her exposed vulva and how both Dr White and Reverend Gaunt touched her and penetrated her. I think of the other girls, picturing them, now that I know who they are, dancing naked, or at least semi-naked, in the woods. I edge several times. And then I think of young Emily Smith and imagine that it was her whose nipples were cruelly crushed in the nipple clamps and whose vulva was so openly exposed with her legs spread wide apart.

I immediately erupt, spraying my seed across the tiny room in a climax as intense and prolonged as any that I have known.

The Wedding Proposal

This post is a fantasy that contains: insertion, embarrassment, stealth orgasm. Everyone depicted is over 18 years old.

A man in his jeans and t-shirt got down on one knee at the restaurant. As he looked into his date’s eyes, he said to her, “Buffy Vageena, will you marry me?”

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small, clear plastic container. Inside it was an engagement ring with the smallest diamond she had ever seen. The container was like one of those small plastic bubbles that kids pay 25 cents for to get a random toy on the way out of a grocery store. Not that she expected much of a ring, or even a ring at all. They had only known each other for a week. She knew that he didn’t have much money; he was in his second year of college and she was ten years older than him. Her family has had money since, quite possibly, the invention of money itself. But since meeting Phillip Wern, she had never been happier and his bank account balance didn’t matter.

[FM] Friends with Oral Benefits – Part 1 (w/pics)

I came across some photos from several years ago while doing some Spring cleaning with the wife that brought back some good memories. She knows the stories behind them and wanted to share them with you. While these events are not about my wife, I have her blessing to share them. This happened way back in college, almost a year prior to us dating.

It was my second year as an RA (resident assistant) in college and one of my best friends was the RA of the floor above me. I’ve known Michelle since middle school and it was amazing to not only go to the same college together, but become RAs in the same dorm (side note, my wife was also an RA in the same building, but we didn’t know each other all that well outside being on the same staff).

https://imgur.com/a/fqZtfJx (Me and Michelle in 1997)

Michelle has always been a gorgeous girl with beautiful blonde hair, as well as a tight body from being a star soccer player in high school. I’ve always found her attractive, but our friendship started and blossomed over losing and grieving over siblings who committed suicide – her younger brother and my older sister. Don’t mean to be a downer, but it brought us closer to each other.