Love my wife in the hotwife lifestyle
Mel and I are 38 and 36 years old. We’ve been together for 14 years. The first few years were very passionate, like all couples, but then habit set in. By 35, I knew her body better than my own. I knew how she cums from slow licks, knew how she likes it when I entered her from behind and held her hair. But I also knew that was no longer enough for her.
She didn’t cheat on me. And I was too mired in work to seek sexual pleasures elsewhere. I understood we still loved each other, but my wife was bored in our marriage. Then Mel came to me and told me point-blank that she wanted to feel weak, desired, taken hard, roughly, and for a long time. She frankly said that she’d tried fantasizing about it with me. It didn’t work. And she needed other men, big and dark.
Then I thought that she was probably into interracial porn, of which there was a lot. I didn’t make a scene of jealousy; I thought, so be it, if it makes my wife happy. Then I simply asked: «Can I watch?» I remember her crying with relief.
(more…)Summer cheating with BBC
My girlfriend and I are 21 years old. We moved into an apartment and worked nearby. She worked in a store, and I worked in a car repair shop. Our group of friends had been getting together at our place in the summer for a couple of years now. The guys and I would watch sports, have barbecues, and the girls would sunbathe or watch TV shows. There was a black guy in our group, Louis. He went to college and was the star of their basketball team.
I adore my girlfriend Marie. She’s very sexy and hot, and she always loves sex. I know she had boyfriends before me, but now she only had sex with me. And we had no intention of cheating on each other or doing anything like that with other people.
So last summer, our group got together again. We watched sports. Then Louis asked if he could stay the night. We agreed. I noticed him looking at Marie all evening while she brought us drinks and snacks into the room.
Then I noticed them talking. Marie was laughing at his jokes. But I was busy with friends and didn’t immediately realize what was going on. Then all our friends left around midnight. Marie and I were supposed to sleep in our bedroom, and Louis in the guest room. She went to the bathroom and didn’t return for a long time. I went out to look for her and overheard her and Louis talking and flirting.
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