Cuckold fantasy island
I invited my wife Martha to spend a vacation on some popular islands. We booked a bungalow on the beach and enjoyed the solitude. We spent the whole day sunbathing and swimming with our heads. The island was quiet and calm, and the bungalows were located far from each other. One day, while my wife was sleeping, I was walking. I accidentally stumbled upon a group of black guys who were fishing. This suddenly gave me a boost for my cuckold fantasies.
All the guys were different ages, strong and slender. I imagined how this whole crowd of black fishermen fucked my wife. There were 9 of them. I definitely decided to make this cuckold fantasy come true. When I returned to the bungalow to my wife, I told her about it. She was as fired up by this fantasy as I was.
After all, she had never had more than two bbc partners at one time before. And there were so many black men at once. I found them the next day and told them everything explained our situation. 7 guys agreed. I brought them to our bungalow. My wife had prepared herself by this time and was meeting us naked on the bed.
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Summer start party
We spend the summer at our country house. Lots of people come there with the beginning of summer. Our neighbor Austin had a summer start party and invited a lot of people including me and my wife Emma. Austin is a stocky black guy of average height. We arrived at his house around seven in the evening.
The weather was hot. So Emma wore a light polka dot dress, which showed off her long legs, and her boobs were sticking out of the neckline. Austin kept looking at Emma until he finally said something like «you look stunning tonight.» She was a little embarrassed. Soon the party was very crowded. All the men were looking at Emma.
I really liked it, because she looked really sexy. We talked a lot, laughed, drank, told stories. Emma often talked to Austin, and I saw there was something between them. I remember that many of the guests were already leaving. And then I passed out.
(more…) A cuckold story with my old friend
Brendan and I have been best friends since we were young. We tried a lot of things together for the first time, so he has a special meaning to me. When I started dating Samantha, I literally told Brendan everything. We were young then, and it seemed like harmless bragging to me. I showed him naked photos of Samantha and told him intimate details.
Brendan is a handsome, slim black man. He always had a lot of girlfriends, but he didn’t share with me the same details about them as I did about Samantha. When I asked, he often said that they had already broken up and there was nothing special to tell.
Samantha and I got married a couple of years passed. Brendan was still a close friend to me, although we met less often. Then our families became friends when Brendan married a nice girl. A couple of years later, we were already supporting him after their divorce.
