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Read more: How me and my best friend ended up glazing his gfs face [True Story]
So this started a couple of years ago, i was 25M and my friend was like 20M We have been friends since childhood so we were super cool and comfortable with each other, we have seen each other naked a lot of times and that was always a way for me to tease or poke…
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Read more: Friends New Year’s Eve party [True story]
My petite redhead wife and I have had lots of fun living out fantasies over the last few years. We didn’t know we would help someone live out theirs this last new years. We went to some friends house for New Year’s Eve. The husband had made no secret that he fancied my wife over…
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Read more: Gf [24] gave me her bull underwear full of cum [cuckold’s perspective] as a reward
for context, my and my gf have an extreme cuckolding relationship, so this will not be everyone cup of tea So im bi and a slut for my gf favourite bull. he loves hummilating me in public or infront of my gf. last week he made me cum in my cage. I booked a hotel…
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Read more: F21 cuckquean GF is letting me cheat tonight, update on new kink [bull’s perspective]
just an update from the other day, my friend from university is coming over. she has been flirty with me over text and she knows about my girlfriend, we are going to see how the evening goes but should it be a good time my girlfriend F21 said she is happy to either be outside…
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Read more: Part 3/3 : The Silent Pact [cuckold’s perspective]
The water rose to our chests as we reached the sandbar. The three of us stood in a line, the setting sun casting long, distorted shadows across the surface of the water. It was a scene of impossible peace, yet beneath the surface, the current wasn’t the only thing pulling at us. Andre hadn’t let…
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Read more: Part 2/3 : Into the Blue [cuckold’s perspective]
By late afternoon, the shyness had been replaced by a heady, intoxicating bravado. The sun was beginning its slow descent, painting the sky in bruises of purple and gold. “Let’s go in,” I suggested, nodding toward the turquoise water. The Mediterranean wasn’t the calm pool we’d seen in brochures. The waves were rhythmic and heavy,…
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Read more: Part 1/3 : The Great Migration [cuckold’s perspective]
The decision to cross an ocean just to take off our clothes felt like a madness born of late-night whispers. For months, our shared browser history had become a gallery of sun-drenched European shores and “lifestyle” documentaries. We were a “vanilla” couple in a small, judgmental town, and the weight of that expectation had started…