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  1. One Nw Favorite hot cuckold story.

    Her First Black Dick and Cuckold

                  
      My name is Rob. Candice and I have been married for 9 years. We met in college and have two children now. Ages 5 and 6. They spend alternate weekends with their 2 sets of grandparents. Candice is 5'1" tall, weights 103. Blonde and well endowed on top with nice full milky white tit's a narrow waist and full hips. Her ass is to die for. Full looking round ass and further down she has what I like to call. Thunder thighs. Candice is always saying they look fat but guys are always starring at my wife wherever we go out. 
    
      My fascination with interracial sex came about the time I was in college. I seen lots of hot looking white girls dating these black guys on campus and always wondered what the attraction was all about. I rented a couple interracial movies at this adult book store near the campus and they really got me excited. Candice and I were dating at the time so I asked her if she wanted to watch them with me. She was curious to see them herself so this was my second viewing as we laid in bed together watching these hot flicks.
    
      I remember how wet Candice got that night when we fucked. I knew those big black cocks turned her on but she acted like their size didn't matter to her. At least at that time. I'm not huge but I'd say I'm very average in size comparing to the other guys I seen in college.
    
      We got married and a couple years later I brought up the subject of interracial sex when I saw this hot amateur interracial movie at one of my buddies place. I told Candice all about it and we had wild sex that night. She teased me about fucking a black guy. I knew at the time she wasn't serious. She was only trying to enhance our sex that night.
    
     I got up enough nerve to ask her if she really wanted to experiment with another man and she said no. The fantasy of watching Candice being taken by a hung black man really got my blood flowing. I brought up the subject every so often. Our kids were born and I'd forget about it on and off than recently brought up the subject again while we were having sex one night. 
    
      I was kind of shocked when Candice told me she would fuck another man under the right circumstances. I began thinking. What kind of circumstances was she talking about. That night I asked. She told me she would have to get to know a guy first. I was excited and curious so Candice explained everything I needed to know that night.
    
      I came home early from work one Friday afternoon and found the kids playing in the living room and Candice busy having an internet video conference with a man on our computer. I walked into the room and noticed it was a black guy she was speaking with. He was dressed in a suit and looked to be around 25 years old.
    
      She turned and gave me a quick kiss than turned back to the screen and introduced me to this man she was talking to.
    
      "Daryl. This is my husband Rob. Rob honey. This is Daryl."
    
      I leaned down in front of the computer screen. "hey. How are you doing." I said.
    
      Candice than went on to speak to this guy named Daryl. "I'll let you go now Daryl. Text me if something comes up before tomorrow evening. See yeah later."
    
      Candice ended the video chat and stood up giving me a big hug.
    
     "What was that all about baby?'
    
      "Daryl is a guy I met in a chat room a couple weeks ago."
    
      "Two weeks ago? How come you didn't mention anything about talking to a guy online?"
    
      Candice had her arms wrapped around my neck holding on to me as she gave me these little hot kisses on my lips.
    
      "I wanted it to be a surprise for you."
    
     I was a little confused but Candice went on to explain everything. She had been talking to this guy everyday since they first met. Candice told me how she brought up the subject of experiencing her first black cock to Daryl and how I'd love to watch.
    
      My cock got rock solid hard listening to Candice explain all the details to me. She said she would explain everything in more detail after the kids were in bed that night. We ate dinner and tucked them in bed that night. I couldn't wait to hear everything.
    
      "Honey. I made plans for Daryl to come over tomorrow evening. The kids will be at your parents house this weekend."
    
      " I was excited but was still in shock. "You going to fuck this guy?'
    
      "I don't know honey. It depends how I feel."
    
      My body felt numb but my cock was hard thinking about watching Candice getting poked by a big black dick. Candice didn't want to have sex that night. Candice said she wanted to be extremely horny in case something happened tomorrow night.  She did give me a blow job. I mean for forty five minutes this wife of mine sucked my cock. Swallowing my hot load of cum too.
    
      The kids got picked up by their grandparents the next morning so we were alone. I was just about ready to stop by the drug store after breakfast when Candice asked me where I was going.
    
     "Thought I'd run out and buy some condoms just in case you want to fuck Daryl tonight."
    
     "Honey. That won't be necessary. I already spoke to Daryl and he said he only had sex with his girlfriend about 4 months ago until they broke up and assured me he was clean and free of anything."
    
      "So, your not going to have him wear a condom?"
    
      Candice smiled and walked over and wrapped her arms around me. "Honey. If I'm going to fuck another man tonight. I want to feel his cock inside me. Not a condom. Besides. I'm on the pill."
    
      Candice kissed me hard so I left it at that!
    
      That afternoon Candice showered. The aroma of perfume started filling the air as she got herself ready for the evening. Candice is a little old fashion and loves romance novels. I knew she was going to wear something really sexy tonight. When I walked into our bedroom she was clasping a little hook on her garter belt. She looked so sexy standing with one foot on a stool. Her creamy white thigh and ass was clearly visible to me as I walked up running my hand along the softness of her @@@@@@@ ass.
    
      "Are you going to wear a thong?"
    
      "I don't know yet. Depends."
    
      I watched her adjust her stockings and helped her pull her new dress up over her head. She looked so sexy. The dress fit her tight and much of her milky white breasts were @@@@@@@. I wondered if this guy Daryl knew how lucky he was going to be if Candice decided to fuck him?
    
      Candice came strutting out of our bedroom wearing her 6" pumps. I always teased her about the height  of some of her heels in her collection. At 5'1" they made her look tall and super thin. Daryl arrived about thirty minutes later. He was on time and looked very professional wearing a suit and tie. We shook hands and sat down and had a drink together while Candice called for Chinese take out. That was something they planned since Daryl was a big fan of Chinese food.
    
     I had to admit that Daryl wasn't just a run of the mill black guy from the hood stereotype. He was very polite and well educated. We finished dinner and sat in the living room. Candice and Daryl sat together on the sofa getting better acquainted. I fetched everyone drinks a couple times. Daryl and Candice were getting more cozier each time I returned from the kitchen. 
    
      Candice stood up and walked over to me. She leaned down and whispered in my ear. "Why don't you get the movie camera out?" She smiled and gave me a little kiss before walking back to set next to Daryl on the sofa.
    
      I got up and went into our bedroom to find out new high definition camera we had bought to take movies of the kids. The battery was completely charged. This would give me way over an hour of recording time If I needed it. It had a large memory card that would hold a good length movie.
    
      When I returned I didn't see either one of them but heard noise out in the kitchen. When I got out there, Candice had her arms wrapped around Daryl's shoulders. He was holding her waist as they gently kissed. I put the camera to my face and started shooting.
    
      Daryl was still much taller than my wife even with her 6" pumps. They looked so erotic standing there kissing. Biting lips, tongues mingling. It was such an erotic scene to watch. Daryl's hands were all over my wife. I moved around to the other side of the kitchen Island and got a good shot of Candice playing with Daryl's cock through his pants. 
    
      I could see it's hardness sticking straight out from the material of his pants. Daryl already removed his suit jacket and tie. They laid on the Island counter top nearby. His hands on her ass hiking her dress up exposing her garter belt and bare ass now. 
    
      The kissing was so hot to watch. His tongue entering her mouth than hers into his mouth. Biting his lips than locked tight in a heated kiss. So hot and passionate. They were either putting on a show for me or really enjoying the passion. I think a little of both.
    
      The dress was soon taken off and Daryl's pants hit the floor. Candice pulled out his big black cock with both hands rubbing her dainty long fingers along the stiffness of his thick black shaft. I zoomed in for a close shot. So erotic with my wife's hands on his black cock. Her wedding rings clearly visible in the camera's view. 
    
      Almost naked except for the stocks, heels and garter belt. My wife kneeled down taking that big black cock in her hands and stroked it a few times before putting it inside her mouth. Daryl held his hands on the back of her head. The contrast was so erotic. Dark black and my wife's pale white skin and blonde hair.
    
      My cock was stiff as I watched my wife lovingly suck her black lover. I kept the camera rolling as my wife finished sucking on that cock. Stood up and positioned her full round ass back again her lover. Daryl ran his thick black hands along my wife's ass while he poked his huge cock up against her pussy lips doggy style. Candice playfully wiggled her ass like an invitation to fuck her wet pussy.
    
      Daryl took hold of his cock with one hand guiding his black cock between my wife's wet pink pussy lips. Her body stiffened as Daryl's cock split apart her pink pussy lips for the first time. As soon as his cock head was embedded between her pussy lips he pushed forward sending a few inches inside my wife's pussy. 
    
      Candice let out a load moan holding herself against the kitchen Island counter top. Daryl put his black hands on my wife's ass and began fucking her steady sending his huge cock a little deeper with each new stroke. In and out as Candice moaned. I moved around and decided to try and put the camera under her belly and get a nice shot of Daryl's cock going in and out. Her body quivered with each inward thrust of that huge black cock.
    
      A few minutes into the fuck and Daryl pulled out only to help Candice sit on top of the Island counter top. She opened her legs for Daryl as he positioned himself between her legs aiming for her wet pussy again. His cock sunk in much faster this time as Candice rested her ankles on Daryl's shoulders.
    
      I stood watching Candice get fucked while taking the movie. My cock wanted to explode but I knew I'd get my chance later tonight. Daryl was fucking my wife furiously now as my wife's ass quivered and shook with each thrust of his huge cock. She must have came three times before Daryl yelled out that he was getting ready to cum.  Daryl grunted and held onto Candice's ass holding her pussy tight against his body as he filled her belly with his potent seed.
    
      He soon pulled out and out came a gush of hot white sperm. He held Candice's legs up and open while I took a nice creampie shot. A real gentleman. I got the opportunity to watch Daryl fuck my wife on the sofa later that evening before he dressed and left kissing my wife one more times on her wet lips. She was still wearing her stockings, garter belt and heels when I walked up behind her after she closed the front door.
    
      We fucked for almost two hours after Daryl left. Her pussy felt wet and well used. Yes, it felt stretched out and Candice made a point of asking me if she felt stretched. It only made our sex more passionate that night. 
    
      I realize we will never be hardcore swingers but Candice said she might have Daryl over again in a couple months. I can't wait to watch my wife take that big black cock again.
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  2. Come and read the 4th Story of 

    My favorite erotica Cuckold network

    First Steps To Being A Cuckold Pt. 02

    bylondondavid©

    "What's wrong?"

    It had been a few days since our last chat about Karl. I'd been distracted, even upset, by what my wife had said. Not about any one thing - though being told she was planning to meet up with a younger, richer, taller, better hung guy made my tummy flip over when I thought about it. Nor about the fact he was black. It was more than everything about him seemed different to me, and that worried me.

    "Is it about him? Karl?" My wife wasn't going to let this lie. She reached across the sofa, where we'd curled up to watch TV, and touched my arm.

    "Look, it's just that, you know...you seem to have gone for an upgrade in every area," I confessed. "That feels a bit hard to take, you know?" I figured that I had little to lose by being honest. It had got me this far, after all.

    My wife frowned and scooted along the sofa to be and nuzzled into my neck. She knew this was the best way to distract me, I love my neck being kissed.

    "Look, silly," she began, kissing just below my ear lobe, making my head spin gently. "I love you in every way. You get that, don't you?"

    She leaned back to check my reaction. I was frowning too, trying to make sense of the emotions running through me.

    "I do. I'm just worried. That you'll experience him and..." - I looked her in the eye - "that'll be that for us."

    She shook her head and got up to stand in front of me. She was wearing a white strappy vest top, which squeezed her boobs together, with no bra, and dark blue cotton pyjamas, which hugged her hips. 

    "Look", she started again, a note of irritation entering her voice. "You started this. You asked me if I was satisfied. I said I was. We could have left it there. But you pressed. And you asked me if I wanted to try something else. You said you'd be OK with it. So, I said 'yes'."

    She spun round, to look out of the window, to the houses across the street.

    "I mean...who wouldn't? The chance to just...have some fun? With someone else?"

    "OK, I'm sorry", I stammered. "It's fine. It's just..." I couldn't find the words. A pause followed.

    She knelt down by me, and looked me straight in the eye.

    "I'm not going to keep having this conversation. You said it was fine and I have put myself right in the firing line with you now." I could tell she was upset, her cheeks had gone pink and her eyes darted from side to side. I said nothing.

    "He's younger than you, big deal. He's taller. Who cares? I don't give a toss about his job, he was just by far the nicest guy who replied to my advert, for God's sake. Some of the guys...Jesus!"

    I'd not seen her ad, nor asked to see it. I nodded, to show I understood.

    "I know this isn't about him being black, you're better than that. And I only told you about it to wind you up. It's not about any of that, is it?" I shook my head, dumbly. 

    She stood up again, right in front of me, and put her hands on her hips.

    "So, I think it's about his size, isn't it? Or yours?"

    I looked down for what seemed an age. I couldn't meet her eyes. 

    "Sweetheart?" I looked up. She was smiling, kindly now. The irritation seemed to have passed.

    She squatted down in front of me, and put her hands on my knees.

    "You need to get a few things into your head. Properly. Number one," she reached for my crotch and put a hand on where my flaccid cock was sitting in my shorts, "I love what this can do for me. That's not going to change. But number two..." - I tensed.

    "Number two is that you asked me if I'd like to try something different, something bigger. And, you know? I would. That's not a crime."

    I nodded again. My mouth was dry, if I knew what to say, I'd not have had a chance of getting the words out.

    "I mean, " her eyes grew wide, "who ever heard of someone cheating with someone with a smaller cock?"

    I could see the point, and smiled sheepishly.

    "Imagine if he was a carbon copy of you, "she continued. "That would be something worth worrying about. He's different, in loads of ways. He seems nice, which is, you know, very important for what we plan to do together" - my heart skipped a beat - "but, apart from that..." she searched for the phrase for a second - "it's just a trip. An excursion. And one you wanted me to take. So, can you work with me on it? Please? And, you know, trust me?"

    She smiled, and ran her hands through her blonde tousled hair. I nodded. I was relieved at the breaking of the tension, pleased to hear reassuring words from my wife, who I was slightly surprised to learn was becoming more and more attractive to me. And just a bit worried by talk of a 'plan'. But you can't have everything, right?

    "Right, good." She leaned in to kiss me, and slid her hands up onto my crotch.

    "Now, let me show you what I think of this guy."

    And with that, she began unbuttoning my cargo shorts. I let her slip them off and over my bare feet. My dick had started to harden and was poking up through my blue cotton boxers.

    "Time to get these off too", she whispered, and pulled them down and off. 

    By now my dick was stiff as a pencil, poking straight up. I'm uncircumcised, but my foreskin had rolled itself back. My balls were tight and I was at full size, just over five inches, and about as thick as ever, maybe four and a half inches at the widest point of the head.

    "If you ever, ever worry about what I think of you" - she grabbed my dick in one hand - "or this little fellow...just remember this." And with that, she bowed her head and took me in her mouth. After thirty seconds of gentle, sucking and licking, I couldn't hold back. Normally - well, on the infrequent occasions on which 

     

     

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    I got a blow job from her these days, maybe once every three months or so - she'd pull her head back and away if I got close to cumming, but this time, as I got ready to blow, she stayed in place, lips wrapped tightly around my dick.

    My climax hit me, and I threw my head back, and felt four or five powerful shots pump out into her mouth.

    "Jesus, fuck, God..."

    As the orgasm subsided, I looked down at her. She raised her head, letting my rapidly deflating dick fall from her mouth. She swallowed, a big swallow, winced, then beamed a big smile, looking me in the eye.

    "That never tastes good. But do you feel better now?"

    "M-Much, much. Thank you." I stammered.

    "Good boy," she replied, as she stood up. She leaned over and kissed me on the forehead.

    "And I'll be doing that for him soon, you know that don't you?", she whispered.

    "I know", I replied. My heart felt as if it would burst.

    Another kiss, this time on the top of my head. She lingered for a second, murmuring into my hair.

    "Good boy. Thank you. Love you."

    "Thank you, love you too," I whispered back.

    And with that, she left the room, leaving me to dress myself.

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  3. Here we go with the 3rd story at  My favorite erotica Cuckold network its a serie of 5 stories.

     

    First Steps To Being A Cuckold

    bylondondavid©

    The thought of not being big enough for my wife had driven me mad for the last year.

    Ever since she had asked me if I was 'in yet', during a night of pretty drunken sex.

    After a few days of sulking, she'd finally asked me what was wrong and I'd told her.

    'Look, if you want bigger, that's fine, at leaast just let me know.'

    She looked terrified, clearly hurting at the idea she'd hurt me.

    'No, no, of course not.' She kissed me urgently. 

    'It was just the angle was wrong. And you were a bit soft, because of the booze. I love you, I love what we do in bed, you're a lovely size, a good size. Really.'

    I let it go, allowed myself to be reassured. 

    We got over it.

    I'm pretty realistic. 

    I know that most if not all girls I've slept with have had more than my five inch by four inch dick.

    Including my wife. 

    But the subject had been broached. 

    Six months later, after another drunken sex session, my tongue loosened by alcohol, lust and adrenalin, it came out.

    'Look. I know you say I'm fine, size-wise.'

    She turned to look at me.

    'You are, you are! I just came, didn't I?', she said, wriggling up the bed to lie next to me. 

    She seemed desperate for me to feel OK, to feel reassured.

    'Yes. But look...' I could hear the blood pumping in my ears. 'Just...'

    She was looking at me, trying to work out what I was going to say next. 

    I wasn't sure myself.

    'Just...if you ever wanted to get something bigger, that's fine by me.'

    The penny dropped, then hung in mid-air.

    She wrinkled her brow, puzzled.

    'What, a toy? A dildo?'

    Oh God, I was going to have to spell it out. 

    My head swam. 

    I was in too far to back out now, though.

    'Sure, a toy, fine, sure, if you want. But if you want another guy...a bigger guy, that's fine too. Just let me know about it. Please don't cheat.'

    Her eyes grew wide like saucers.'You want me to...fuck another guy?' 

    She couldn't have sounded more incredulous.

    'I'm not saying I want you to', I replied. 'But, look, if you wanted to, you know, someone different, bigger, I don't know, I'd be OK with it. Just don't cheat on me, I'd hate that.'

    I could see her trying to compute what I'd said. 

    We were both drunk, which made it eaier to talk, but harder to understand.

    'Is this...do you want to sleep with someone else?'

    'No, this is about you. I want you to feel OK, to feel good. Not like you're missing out.'

    She rolled over, away from me.

    'OK. Look, I need to sleep now.'

    Oh God, I thought. I've blown it now.

    I moved over to kiss her shoulder.

    'Look, I'm sorry, please don't be freaked out. It's just...I want you to be happy, to feel good, and I don't think I do that.'

    She reached over without moving, and stroked my arm.

    'OK, it's fine. I hear what you're saying. Don't worry. You're wonderful. But let's sleep now.'

    Within minutes, she was snoring, fast asleep.

    I dropped off shortly afterwards. 

    The next day, I woke to find she'd left and gone to the gym. 

    When we saw each other at lunchtime, she was fine - loving, close, touchy-feely, chatty. 

    I hadn't offended her, that was clear. 

    But it didn't feel like the right time to press it, to either apologise or to ask again.

    That lasted a week. 

    The following Saturday morning, we woke late and atfer the usual preliminaries, she climbed on top of me.

    I loved my wife riding me. 

    Her golden hair fellover her face, her large boobs swayed in front of my face. 

    She'd let me play with her clit, the only way she ever came with me inside her, and she'd already cum. 

    Now she was riding me hard.

    She had ample hips, slightly thick thighs. 

    It always felt like I wasn't filling her, or even making much impact. 

    The thought made me feel inadequate and horny at the same time. 

    She lowered her head to kiss the crook of my neck. It drove me wild. 

    I grabbed her hips and pulled her onto my dick, thrusting myself into her wetness as hard as I could.

    'Is this how you imagine me with another man? With someone else?', she whispered.

    I could hardly believe my ears.

    'Yes, yes', I gasped. 'Like this, or on your back, or from behind, loads of ways. Every way.'

    She burrowed deeper into my neck, riding me hard.

    'Good, because it's going to happen. I want it to happen.'

    At this, I couldn't hold back, and started to cum. 

    She moved her mouth to my ear and bit and licked it, hard, making me writhe with pleasure. 

    She knew I loved my ears being bitten. 

    It made me feel taken and small.

    'It's going to happen, it's going to happen', she whispered, over and over again, as I came inside her.

    A little later, our lovemaking over, we were lying next to each other, on our backs, staring at the ceiling. 

    The silence was becoming oppressive. 

    We both knew something had been said that couldn't easily be ignored.

    I took a deep breath and rolled over to look at her.

    'So, you're, er, you're going to do it?'

    There was a long pause, as she rolled over to look me in the eye.

    She looked serious, staring at me for several seconds, as if to gauge my mood.

    Finally, she spoke.

    'Yes. I'd like to. But only if you're OK with it. Really OK. I mean, totally OK. No changing your mind, or panicking and backing out. If you're not OK, you have to be honest with me.'

    She looked deadly serious now. 

    This was it, my chance to make it happen or to back out.

    I jumped.

    'I am 1000% OK with it and I will love you regardless of what happens.'

    A smile broke out over her face, a mixture of admiration, love and bemusement. 

    Again, she looked at me for what seemed like an age, searching in my face for any sign that I was bluffing.

    'OK, it's happening, no going back.'

    She leaned over to kiss my forehead. 

    And with that, her phone rang, her best friend calling for a chat.

    'Hi V, how are you? No, I'm not busy...'

    She leapt up from the bed and wandered into the kitchen.

    And that was that.

    -

    'I think I've found him.'

    These were the words I'd dreaded and longed to hear for two weeks. 

    She had declined my offer of helping her find the guy she was going to sleep with and told me that she had it in hand. 

    Still, I was taken aback by the fact she'd actually done it. 

    Another boundary broken.

    'Er, can I ask about him?'

    'Sure, she replied, brightly.

    I was suddenly struck by how pretty she was.

    'Is he...local?'

    She laughed. 'Yeah, he lives next door! No, only joking, he's out in ________. So, you're not likely to see him in Tesco.' 

    Again, that look – patient, kind.

    My mind went blank. I had a thousand questions but they all seemed to jam my brain up. 

    Seeing my confusion, she carried on, speaking slowly, taking time over every word.

    'He's 30. He's single... and he's a banker.'

    I'm 43, so he's younger and richer than me. Fuck. 

    In fact, younger than her, she's 41. 

    'And he's called Karl.' 

    'Right.'

    A few seconds passed.

    'And I'm seeing him next weekend.'

    I still didn't know how to ask what I really wanted to know. 

    I needed her to tell me, but I couldn't ask.

    So I sat there, dumbly staring at my wife.

    A long pause.

    She cocked her head on one side.

    'Isn't there anything else you want to know?'

    The smile was a little slyer this time. 

    She wasn't going to make it easy for me.

    'Yes...is he, er, good-looking? Tall?'

    She tossed her head back and laughed.

    'I wondered when we were going to get to this! Yes, he's nice looking,' she replied.

    Silence. I had no idea what to say. 

    'And he's tall, six-two, and he's fit. In the pictures, anyway.'

    So, six inches taller than me. 

    And she had pictures. Right. 

    Another pause. 

    I had literally nothing to say. 

    She smiled again, a bright smile, as if she'd just won a prize and was bringing me the good news. 

    Which, in a way, I guess she was.

    'So, you know...lucky me!'

    A lovely smile now, like she was a mother speaking patiently to her child.

    I frowned. 

    She rubbed my cheek. 

    She could see this was hard for me.

    'Are you really OK with this?' she asked.

    'Yes, I'm fine', I stammered. 'Honestly. I am. It's all a bit new, very new' - I felt myself blushing bright crimson - 'but, really, honestly, I'm good.'

    She got up from the table, and leaned over to kiss my neck.

    'That's good, really good. Thank you so much', she whispered.

    Then she stood up and pouted a little.

    'But isn't there anything else you want to know? About him?', she asked, staring right at me.

    This was it, she was going to make me ask her.

    I could feel myself blushing, and I couldn't meet her eyes.

    'Er...is he big?'

    'What do you mean?', she asked, coyly. 

    She was enjoying this. 

    'This guy. Karl.'

    Once more, the sweet look.

    'What do you mean? Say what you mean, sweetheart.'

    'I mean...is he big? Is his dick big?' 

    How I got those words out, I will never know.

    Now it was her turn to blush a little. And to smile, that patient, kind smile once more.

    She spoke slowly again.

    'Yes. He sent me some pictures of it. He's got an eight inch cock. So, yes, It's long. And it's thick. Like, *this* thick' - she held her fingers apart as if describing a pretty girth cucumber. 

    Way thicker than me. 

    My head started to spin and my throat went dry.

    'So, to answer your question - Yes. He has a long and thick cock.'

    Big smile now.

    'So, you know...winner!'

    She was beaming now. 

    'Right, OK. OK', I stammered. I tried to look normal, as I came to terms with what I'd just heard.

    'And one more thing.' She stood up and leaned in to whisper in my ear.

    'He's black.'

    And with that, she kissed the top of my head, picked up her phone and walked into the garden to call one of her friends.

    I sat there for quite a while.

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  4. On 18/10/2016 at 10:39 AM, LiddlePeepee said:

    Hi there! I am creating this thread to try and make this girl appreciate what a good dick really is. Unfortunately, she is very prudish and apparently has never really experienced a real big cock inside of her, therefore I am trying to let her have that experience so she will understand what sex is all about.

    Please leave feedback and opinions on her as I will continue to share pics of her and discuss my options as to how to make her enjoy sex with a real man

     

    Maibe This one will be good for her.

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  5. On 16/10/2016 at 3:21 AM, DomBull4U said:

    meisterh52....welcome to cuckfart! Your profile says you have just joined recently...and I have to say, I like your style.

    You may be new here...but you seem to know what you want...and how to make it happen.

    What a lovely wife you have, meisterh! She looks sexy and mature...with a body that any woman would love to have. It's also a body that I would love to get my hands on!

    She flat out ROCKS that bikini...how would you like to watch your wife and I catching some rays at a motel pool...or maybe even better yet, at a private pool. Maybe we can find a private moment at the motel pool. You could be our lookout, while your wife and I got to know each other a little better. Wouldn't that be fun! You watching as I "pretended" to be putting lotion on her...when really what I was doing was feeling her hot body. Grabbing quick feels of her tits...and even rubbing her pussy some. Should we get in the pool and play some. Would it excite you to see your wife put her bikini bottoms on the side of the pool, while I was pressed up against her, holding her from behind. Would hearing her moan as I slipped my cock into her pussy, drive you crazy.

    If possible she looks even sexier in her lingerie that she does in a bikini. Are you going to invite me back to your room...where you wife could put on something sexy for me? Not that she will be wearing it long. Let's see....I could strip her....or, I could have her strip for me. OR, would you like to do the honors? Would you like to invite me to your room...and then strip your wife...and offer her to me....so I could give her a nice, HARD fucking? It all sounds good, doesn't it.

    I really appreciate you adding your wife to this forum. I hope we can become friends and share even more.

    Again, Thank you! And welcome to cuckfart. Please look me up...and bring me more of your very sexy wife.

    Regards

    DomBull4U

     

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