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This is the second part of my first cuckold experiences, which I was able to have together with my ex-girlfriend.
Part 1:
The text is a bit long, but I tried to write down as many details as possible from memory. If you have any questions, feel free to PM me.
After our adventure at the club and her “promise,” nothing happened for the next few days. We were busy with our everyday lives (work, etc.).
The following weekend, we stayed at home, watched a movie, and drank a glass or two of wine.
Shortly before the end of the movie and the second glass, she paused the movie and looked at me.
“Do you want to do it again?”
For a moment, I didn’t know what she meant. She sat on my lap, kissed me, and we had sex.
Like last time, she rode me, holding my arms above my head with one hand and whispering in my ear, “I want to sleep with someone else.”
I immediately became extremely horny and very hard. She must have felt it because she grinned and said, “Okay, so you want it too.”
“Yes, I do,” I said hoarsely.
We then had sex as normal.
When we were done, she asked me again, “Are you really okay with this?” Probably to check if I hadn’t come to my senses after the fact. I was a little less horny for it, but I still wanted to go for it, so I said yes.
She admitted to me that before she met me outside the club, she had quickly exchanged cell phone numbers with the guy and he had texted her a few times on WhatsApp. However, she hadn’t replied yet because she wanted to discuss it with me first.
She showed me his messages to prove that she was being honest.
“Okay, text him a little, let’s see if he’s the right one.”
They texted each other for about two days, and I was able to read her messages. At first, they texted each other normally, and at that point, he didn’t know she had me.
On the third day, things got more specific, and the first naughty messages were sent. While I was at work, she suddenly sent me a message on WhatsApp saying “Jackpot,” followed by two pictures. It was a nude photo of him and a picture of his hard cock. “Wow,” I thought. He was incredibly athletic and had a big one. She sent him nude pictures of herself in return.
I immediately imagined him fucking her and wrote back, “Do you want to meet him?” “Yes, please,” she replied.
That same evening, we sat down together and laid down the rules.
She would meet him alone and go out for dinner.
For the first meeting, the rules were:
– No sex
– No alcohol (I knew that if she drank, she would try to sleep with him, and she knew it too)
– She would tell me everything (no secrets)
– And she would let him in on our agreement. If he refused, then he wasn’t the right one.
So they met the following weekend. She looked stunning. A short dress. Open-toed heels, sparkling earrings, and subtle makeup. She kissed me goodbye, said “I love you,” and got into our car (it was her idea to drive herself).
So I waited at home alone with my thoughts, trembling, excited, and my head full of fantasies. At some point, I couldn’t take it anymore and started masturbating to cuckold porn. I repeated this four times that evening, thinking each time that the woman in the porn was my girlfriend.
After about 3-4 hours, she came back. She grinned at me and apologized for not calling; her cell phone battery had died during the evening (which was true).
She took a quick shower, got changed, and we cuddled up on our sofa. She began to tell me:
When they met, they just hugged at first; he was a little reserved. They went to a restaurant and talked like they were on a normal date. Then things got racy; she complimented his body and penis and he said she had an unbelievably hot body, exactly his type.
After dinner, they went to a bar, she drank a non-alcoholic cocktail, and dropped the bomb.
At first, he was very surprised. She showed him pictures of us and also told him that I had seen them together at the club.
His overall reaction was, “If it’s okay with everyone, he’d be in.”
So he was apparently the right one. She touched his penis through his pants and they kissed for minutes before she came home.
She was so horny that evening and wanted to have sex with me. But I had already masturbated four times in my desperation and couldn’t anymore 😀
I then licked her while she looked at his pictures.
Two weeks later, the time had come.
The three of us spoke on the phone, and I was able to talk to him for the first time. It was important to him that I was okay with everything, which I thought was great.
We invited him over for dinner that evening. We cooked, and she dressed up for him like it was their first date.
We had yet some rules in advance:
– No sex without a condom.
– No swallowing.
– Otherwise, anything goes.
He arrived with a bottle of wine, and the two of them kissed briefly to greet each other. He shook my hand. We sat down, started eating, and had a nice conversation. He was especially curious about how we came to want to have a third person join us. Overall, he was very nice and polite, and secretly I just hoped he would finish eating quickly and finally fuck my girlfriend 😀
She seemed to be thinking exactly the same thing, because when the bottle of wine was empty and he had almost finished eating, she got up, went over to him, gave me a quick grin, and started kissing him passionately. He responded immediately and sat her on his lap. I sat silently beside them and watched, while the excitement inside me was almost unbearable.
While they kissed, she took off his shirt and touched every inch of his upper body. He took off her tight top, opened her bra, and began to knead and kiss her breasts. She moaned and pressed his head against her breasts.
Then she stood up, knelt down in front of him on the floor, and tried to unzip his pants. He said, “Wait a minute,” stood up, took off his pants and underwear, and sat down again. Before he was even comfortably seated, his cock was already in her mouth and she began to blow him vigorously. I could see how horny she was; her red face didn’t lie. He moaned and gently pushed her head down.
After about 5 minutes of blowjob, she stopped, got up, took his hand, and led him straight into the bedroom. I followed them discreetly, and when I got to the room, I saw that she was already naked too. I sat down on a chair in the corner and started rubbing my penis through my pants. He lay down on the bed, and she started sucking him off again. Her open hand pointed in my direction. I knew she wanted a condom. I gave it to her and she opened it without stopping the blowjob. Once the condom was on, she immediately started riding him. She moaned loudly and I kept hearing “yes,” “fuck,” and “God.” He pulled her down toward him and kissed her while she continued to ride him.
I also took off my pants and started jerking off while watching her give herself completely to him. They ignored me completely.
I heard her whisper in his ear, “Fuck me now.” He took her doggy style first and she had her first orgasm. Her hands clawed into the bedsheets as she kept shouting, “Fuck me.” I had never seen her so submissive during sex before. Later, I realized that she ONLY wanted to dominate ME, but that other men should dominate her. That was the moment I came. But even after I came, I enjoyed everything about that evening and wanted to keep watching.
Finally, he fucked her in the missionary position. She wrapped her legs around his body, clawed at his back, and had another orgasm while he fucked her faster and harder until he came.
They lay on top of each other in bed for a while and kissed.
“That was the best sex of my life,” she said and grinned at me. On the one hand, I was a little offended, but on the other hand, it turned me on incredibly.
“I hope so,” I said, laughing.
After everyone had showered, he made his way home. They kissed goodbye and she said, “Next time without a condom, okay?”
That was my first sex date with someone else. If you want to know how the next meeting went, let me know and I’ll write more. A lot more happened.