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This is a continuation of the previous story in which I came the second I saw my girlfriend sitting on his cock in cowgirl position. The cum from my cock sprayed everywhere in their direction. The floor and the couch were completely covered. My cock remained hard almost completely. I don't think I've ever been…
I am Jon and up until three weeks ago I thought I had the perfect life. I had played football in college where I met my wife Jess she was a blonde haired blue eyes beauty who lead the cheerleaders. We have built quite a life for ourselves over 17 years of marriage Jess is…
It was now eight years ago that my [M20] college GF [F21] cruelly cheated on me at a frat party and quickly turned me into a cuck. Josie had been, by far, my most amazing GF and my best sex partner. Stunning and sexy – long legs that went on forever! – and sexually adventurous,…
This is not something we usually do but we gave it a shot and it was amazing! As I mentioned in my earlier post we are slowly getting comfortable with involving a third into our bedroom (virtually for now) and we always end up sexting and flirting with a stranger while giving each other head.…
I went to a hook up's place but he was kind of boring. Don't get me wrong, he's a nice guy and he'll fuck me all night if I ask, but I wanted a little extra spice. As the guy was rubbing my clit I asked him if he minded someone listening to us. He…
Wife’s POV [Part 2] He found me in the kitchen, drying off my hands after rinsing the dishes. “Let’s go out for a bit,” he said, rubbing the back of his neck. “Just a walk. I need some fresh air.” I nodded softly. “Sure.” It was the first time in a while he asked to…
Check out my profile for images of the story. Part 3: https://www.reddit.com/r/cuckoldstories2/comments/1ls6ag4/when_my_wife_discovers_my_secret_fantasy_about/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web3x&utm_name=web3xcss&utm_term=1&utm_content=share_button —– The weeks following the "maintenance inspection" were a strange dream. Our apartment, once a sanctuary from the world, had become the stage for our own private, depraved theater. The memory of what had happened in our bedroom—the sounds I had heard, the…