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This story happened a few years ago while I (26) was abroad on a university exchange/working on a research project in Kenya. I was in a long-distance relationship at the time and the lack of physical intimacy was providing to be a bit challenging for both of us. Over the first couple months my boyfriend started to talk more about the attention I got, encourage me to show off a little, and eventually one evening during some flirting admitted he had a thing for this hotwife/cuck kink. I was a bit unsure at first but went along with it that evening because I liked how he was really enjoying it.
Over the next couple weeks we test the waters, I sent some flirty texts to friends there and getting their options on different bikinis. He loved seeing those exchanges and was eager for me to do more. This experience was also a lot of fun for me, getting a bunch of attention and being flirty with new guys was a rush
A bit more context, I was staying with a host family their who were lovely but we’re often quite busy with their business. So often I was left alone, or with their son who was 18 (19 shortly after this happened).
Anyways one evening my BF and I were having a call to catch up and I had decided to entertain him by wearing a dark green lingerie like night gown, it was fairly short, low cut and the straps were thin. I also did my make up and wore some bright red lipstick. He was very happy to see me dressed up like this which immediately led our conversation sexual and me telling him how to touch himself. In the middle of this, I got a message from the son asking if I wanted some tea. Feeling bold I asked him to bring me some. When I heard the knock on my room’s door, I told my bf I’d be a minute and that I would minimize the call on my laptop. Taking out my headphones I didn’t unmute myself as I called him in.
He enters and I can tell he is immediately checking me out in this skimpy gown as he walks over and places the tea on my desk. It’s been obvious he kinda had a thing for me, so I’m sure he is loving it. I thank him, and joke how it’s not my usual attire but I’m on a call with my bf, yadda yadda. I definitely blush a bit as he tells me I look good in it, I can’t help but think about how it’s barley covering any of my thighs and the view he has standing over me. We talk for a bit and I start to complain how my shoulders have been aching, massaging them a bit. He’s quick to offer a massage, and barley waits for a yes before running his hands over my shoulders.
My shoulders were sore so it felt nice, just being touched in general feels so good. As he goes I start to let out some sighs and moans, letting the tension slip away and playing it up a bit to encourage him. I feel him slowly moving the straps to the side somewhat subtly, eventually one falls down my arm and then the other as he keeps working my shoulders. The fitted fabric barley keeps my breasts covered, definitely showing off some tanlines from the many hours on the beach. His hands also stroke my wavy brunette hair playfully for a bit, I can’t help but giggle at the sensation. Eventually his hands go back down my shoulders, venturing further down brushing my chest this time as I exhale in excitement, goosebumps coving my skin. I’m not sure why I was surprised when I felt one of his hands grab one of my breasts over the gown, feeling his hand squeeze and fingers pass over my hard nipple.
I turned around to look at him after a few seconds of him grabbing my breast, I notice how hard he is under his shorts. Teasing him I ask if he was enjoying himself and how he shouldn’t be so bold. He is a bit uncertain and not sure what to say so I break the ice further asking if he wanted a massage running a finger beside his bulge over his pants. His uncertainty disappears as he enthusiastically says “yes”. Then I am pulling down his shorts now sitting facing him.
He’s rock hard and twitching as I check him out, gently stroking him. “Like the view” I ask looking up at him, then pull the gown down more so my breasts are fully out. “That’s better” I joke seeing him smiling single-mindedly at my chest. I keep stroking him, increasing the pace. “Let’s get all that tension out” I tease as he moans. His hands start playing with my hair again, then start pushing my head towards him, I let him control me as my lips wrap around his tip. He’s a bit too rough, but I manage to get him all in as I press my hands against his thighs. He keeps pushing my head down and moaning, traces of my lipstick left behind. occasionally he reaches for a breast to play with. He keeps thrusting until I can tell he’s cumming, looking up at him I see how much he needed this.
There’s a lot of cum, half of it drips down in a mix of saliva over my chin onto my chest. I keep sucking him for a bit until it’s too much for him and he draws back moaning more. He awkwardly stands there for a few seconds, before I tell him he should go clean himself up and not to expect this again in a teasing tone. As he leaves I get my gown back on right and reopen the call to a very excited and shocked boyfriend. I ask if he enjoyed before excusing myself to go shower.
When I got out of the shower I had so many messages from him, telling me how crazy hot that was and how he’d jerked off to it. Definitely a wild way to start off this type of relationship, but I loved it.
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