I think I’ve found a new bull
I returned home from a Friday night out with my friend. It was already Saturday morning. A hot story happened that night that I wanted to share with my husband Larry. So I poured coffee and began the story while he leaned against the refrigerator.
My friend Rachel and I had gone to a club and were having a great time. I was waiting at the bar for her to come out of the restroom. A black guy approached me. He was tall and had a rather sexy smile. His whole behavior indicated that he was confident in himself. He leaned very close to me and said I was too beautiful to spend the evening without male company.
I told him that I was hanging out with a friend today, but I was married. This didn’t bother him at all. He placed his hand on my thigh squeezing it lightly. I froze from such intensity, but I really liked it. Then Rachel and I sat down at our table, and he continued to stand at the bar looking at me. I went to get our drinks, and he pressed himself against me again. I could smell his perfume and the heat from his body. After I brought the drinks to our table, I couldn’t calm down. I felt aroused. And Rachel only added to the fire saying that I absolutely had to fuck him tonight.
I sat there for about 10 minutes and then went back to the bar to see this guy. I walked right up to him, and he lowered his hand to my neck, and his hand slipped under my skirt, right to my panties. He was stroking my pussy, and I was already all wet. He said he wanted to fuck me.
(more…)The shy wife and our honeymoon
My wife and I are both 21 years old. We recently got married. She grew up in a neighborhood where it’s common to marry young if you want a relationship. We had sex a few times before. I always wanted more, but she wouldn’t allow it because she was shy. I hoped that after our wedding, everything would change.
Our parents organized a trip for us to spend our honeymoon by the ocean. My wife Sarah was thrilled because she’d never been to such a place. I hoped to fuck her several times a day, so she could finally relax and feel like a real wife.
We bought her several sexy bikinis. My wife has a stunning body, firm boobs with large nipples, and long legs. She looked absolutely stunning in a tiny red bikini. I looked at her and realized she knew how much I liked the way she looked. Then she started teasing me as she walked around our room. Sarah wiggled her ass and even caressed her boobs.
When her nipples poked through her bra, I couldn’t take it anymore. I laid her down on the bed and began caressing her boobs after removing her bra. Then I flipped her over, and she began riding my cock back and forth. I could feel her already wet, but she continued to tease me. Then I finally pushed her panties aside and entered her wet pussy.
(more…)First blowjob for a black cock from my wife
I was sitting at the bar and watching my wife dance that night. We’d decided on it together. After ten years of marriage, sex had become routine, and we wanted to spice things up. Elsie suggested we try something new, but do it together. I nodded, though inside I felt a mixture of fear and excitement at the unknown and the new.
We chose a dark, noisy bar with a mixed crowd. We agreed that she could flirt while I watched. If she went further, it would only be with my consent. The evening was going well. Elsie in a short black dress that hugged her firm hips and C-cup tits, twirled around the bar.
I noticed the guy looking at her. A tall, muscular black man of about thirty wearing a white shirt. His name was James, I think. He introduced himself when he came over to buy her a cocktail. My wife laughed and gave me a playful look. I raised my glass.

Blacked girl turned me into a cuckold
I’m 23 years old, and my life has been turned upside down in just three months. It all started with Emma. She’s 21, and we’ve been dating for a year. We met at university. She was that striking blonde with long legs that every guy dreamed of. We were the perfect couple: I was a quiet, slightly shy programmer, and she was an energetic marketing student, always the center of attention.
We had good sex. She never complained, but I felt like she wasn’t getting enough. «You’re so gentle.» she’d often whisper after sex kissing my forehead. I thought it was a compliment.
We went to visit her friend last summer. There was a huge pool, parties almost every day, music. Then this Mark showed up. A tall, muscular black guy, someone’s friend. He came to the parties a few times, and then I noticed the way my Emma looked at him. Basically, it was all a classic scenario. She laughed louder than usual at his jokes, adjusted her bikini as he passed, and her nipples poked out treacherously beneath the thin fabric.
There was a party that evening. We stayed up for a long time, and then when we got to our bedroom, I started kissing her, but she gently pushed me away. She said she was tired. Then I quickly fell asleep. I woke up to an empty bed in the morning. So I went out onto the terrace and saw her with Mark. They were standing by the pool. Mark was holding her by the waist, and she was pressed against him with her whole body. He leaned over and kissed her.
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