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RDNTDGR
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first, I seek your permission. respect to the husband. What are your boundaries? What do you want to see? Cuckoldry involves both husband and wife, then the Bull. Do you want to see dominance over her? Can you handle witnessing my cock pumping your woman with semen? What do you want to see her submit to?
Before I meet her, what is she like? What does she respond to? What are her boundaries? Can she handle dominance? I am going to whisper things in her ear that change her. I'm going to do things that make her remember. Can you handle that?
Before I meet her, what is she like? What does she respond to? What are her boundaries? Can she handle dominance? I am going to whisper things in her ear that change her. I'm going to do things that make her remember. Can you handle that?
strongnsensual
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She catches my eye in a restaurant. You're trying to talk to her, but she's staring at me. I order a drink, and set it across the table from me. I hook my finger to invite her over.
You're in mid-sentence, but she gets up and struts over. Not walks, struts. You try to catch her attention. Her eyes are locked on mine, and she waves her hand dismissively.
She sits down. "I got you a drink."
"Thank you; how kind."
"Hope you enjoy it. Frankly, I hope it's not all you need."
"Definitely not. I have a LOT more needs."
"Oh, do you? What a shame. A woman like you should never had needs that aren't met."
"Maybe you could help me with that." Your wife knocks back the drink.
"I'm sure I can. Let's go." I get up, run a finger over her lips, down her neck, and further down. I throw some money on the table.
"Finally. You know, we might be followed."
"Doesn't matter to me, does it matter to you gorgeous?"
"Not at all. Just didn't want you to be surprised."
"I suspect it's ME who's going to surprise YOU" I say, as I spin her around and run my tongue up the back of her neck. Your wife gasps, and smiles.
"Prove it." I put my arm around her waist and guide her out to my car.
You're in mid-sentence, but she gets up and struts over. Not walks, struts. You try to catch her attention. Her eyes are locked on mine, and she waves her hand dismissively.
She sits down. "I got you a drink."
"Thank you; how kind."
"Hope you enjoy it. Frankly, I hope it's not all you need."
"Definitely not. I have a LOT more needs."
"Oh, do you? What a shame. A woman like you should never had needs that aren't met."
"Maybe you could help me with that." Your wife knocks back the drink.
"I'm sure I can. Let's go." I get up, run a finger over her lips, down her neck, and further down. I throw some money on the table.
"Finally. You know, we might be followed."
"Doesn't matter to me, does it matter to you gorgeous?"
"Not at all. Just didn't want you to be surprised."
"I suspect it's ME who's going to surprise YOU" I say, as I spin her around and run my tongue up the back of her neck. Your wife gasps, and smiles.
"Prove it." I put my arm around her waist and guide her out to my car.
wdm1957159
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Hi, 68/ mwm. I like being nasty and aggressive. What are your limits?
Yes,that would be fun. I would love to bump into her at a local coffee spot and then we talk I could take her to my old room where I had nice old drawer mirror nice and round. Then we talk while I finger her wet pussy and get her ready and then both get butt naked . Then I would push her back on the bed and have her spread her legs and pussy wide open. Then I would rub my cock on her clit to get her even more excited and wet. Then once I was harder just go straight deep inside that sweet wet pussy start to fuck and beat that good pussy real and deep so I could make her cum and orgasm real fast.
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We're in a bar at an airport hotel, and I see her sitting at the bar. She's gorgeous. I catch her eye and she smiles, so I approach her. You're sitting next to her so I come up on the opposite side, smiling and introducing myself to her. She's radiant. Life is too short for wasting time, and I'm done with regrets over missed opportunities, so I simply ask her to dance. She doesn't look back at you, much less ask permission...she's looking at me, and I take her hand and lead her, hand in hand, onto the dance floor. I'm very charming, very complimentary, very well spoken...we're both smiling and laughing, and it's frequently necessary to lean in close to hear conversation...the smell of her perfume is intoxicating as I lean in to hear her...up close I feel the heat and see the glistening moisture on the side of her lovely neck. She responds to my occasional touches with touches of her own, and we gradually get closer. The game is well underway, and there can be no doubt that I want one thing and one thing only: to seduce your wife, to have her delirious with lust, behaving with abandon, losing her usual control and letting all her guards down. She will be mine and will be ravenous for pleasure and determined to please this exciting new man.
We're soon dancing body to body, lewdly rubbing, hands roaming, stroking, cupping, teasing. You're back at the bar, your drink ignored beside you, staring fixedly at your wife dancing and flirting erotically with this handsome stranger. You've never seen her so naughty, so openly lewd, so obviously wanting the nameless man to ravish her with no hesitation.
But you don't exist in this surreal moment...not to her, and not to me. I'm not worried about you at all, because I share your fantasy...I'm powerfully aroused by seeing my wife with other men, so I know exactly how exciting and nervous and conflicted this makes you feel. You've already given your tacit approval, so I have no compunctions about putting my whole self into seduction of your married slut. We both know that she will go home with you, but for now she is mine...she is someone other than your wife, she is her own wanton woman whose forbidden fantasies of being a slut, being unfaithful to her man, are driving her ever forward toward complete abandonment.
Now we're grinding. Everyone in the bar is clearly watching with interest, though some might find it too much...that's fine, they can look away if they prefer. But most are admiring, the men wishing that they were me, wishing it was their thigh thrust behind her eager legs as she humps it hungrily. The women are wishing that they were your wife, with this aggressive wolf quite obviously preying upon her unleashed passion...they shiver when they see my arms holding her tight again my body, my hands cupping her ass, leaning down to nuzzle, lick and chew on her willfully surrendered neck.
Her mind is lost to her lust...her body follows along with no ability to decide its own course. Her panties are soaked by now, of course, and the humping on my thigh has left her clit swollen, her nipples erect, her breathing ragged. She is literally panting, begging without words to be taken by this stranger who has captivated her, begging him to take her whenever and however he determines...she will not object to him devouring her however he wishes.
As the music ends I hold her tightly and whisper to her, my breath hot in her ear, my tongue swirling and teasing her. She mumbles something and walks, somewhat shakily, toward the restrooms. I walk over to you and pick up your drink, taking a few deep draws from it.
"You have a spectacular wife, my friend," I say. "And she's in heat. She wants my cock and tonight she will have it." I look you in the eyes and you note my direct gaze, relaxed, self-assured, not threatening, not overbearing, but rather matter of fact and relaxed. You nod a bit, speechless. Your wife soon returns, but she doesn't look at you. She's looking at me, and I instruct her, "Give them to your husband. He'll keep them safe for you."
She extends her arm and opens her hand, dropping her panties and her bra onto the bar in front of you. Her eyes remain fixed on mine. "That's very good, my pet." I reach up to her slinky cocktail dress and pull the thin fabric aside, exposing an erect nipple. "See that, my friend? Do you see how ready your whore wife is? Show her how much you love her. Lick that hungry little nipple...it's begging for attention." You look briefly around with a sense of disbelief...did you hear this correctly? I look calmly at you, neither smiling nor frowning...I am waiting, and you will comply.
You feel powerless to resist, and you lean forward and take your wife's nipple into your mouth as she has a sudden, sharp intake of breath. It doesn't matter what else is happening in the bar...that is none of your concern. As I lean in to kiss your wife she tilts her head upward to meet my kiss, and her mouth opens reflexively to allow my probing tongue to take control of her. You start to pull back as I kiss your wife, but you feel my large hand on the back of your head, pressing you against her breast. You and she will both surrender completely to this...it is inevitable and, though it isn't really in your consciousness, something deep inside you knows that you can relax, that it is a wonderful, freeing feeling to simply surrender and let this dominant stranger take control. You needn't make any decisions...simply allow the unreal sensations to wash over you.
I relax the pressure on the back of your head as I break my passionate, intimate kiss with your wife. Others in the bar are by now completely captivated, staring openly, fascinated by the scene unfolding before them. The ones who were shocked have left, and the remaining audience are all feeling quite aroused, men and women alike...some of the women, their own sex now moist and dripping, their chest heaving with ragged breath, are clutching the hand of their man, squeezing tightly to signal their arousal. Of course, their man needs no urging as his cock is half-hard, his own breath coming in gasps as he is unable to look away from the lewd scene before him.
"I have a room next door," I tell you, "and you are welcome to come with us to watch, if you wish."
"Of course, your wife is perfectly safe, although...she will not be the same woman you married when she goes home with you later. So come along or go home, whichever you prefer."
I take your wife's moist and trembling hand in mine, and lead her across the bar toward the exit. She follows readily, no sense of hesitation, no residual worry or shame or embarrassment inhibiting her. She is impelled forward by pure animal lust, all her senses alive, her breathing and heart rate accelerated, her cheeks flushed, her nipples erect and hard, her clitoris and labia swollen and darkened, her vagina now a flood of hot female arousal. Her temperature has elevated by a degree as her body prepares her for the inevitability of receiving my thrusting cock inside her, and there will be no hesitation whatsoever as she later cries out and begs for my hot cum to flood her married cunt.
Will you come along to watch, or will this be too much for you?
We're soon dancing body to body, lewdly rubbing, hands roaming, stroking, cupping, teasing. You're back at the bar, your drink ignored beside you, staring fixedly at your wife dancing and flirting erotically with this handsome stranger. You've never seen her so naughty, so openly lewd, so obviously wanting the nameless man to ravish her with no hesitation.
But you don't exist in this surreal moment...not to her, and not to me. I'm not worried about you at all, because I share your fantasy...I'm powerfully aroused by seeing my wife with other men, so I know exactly how exciting and nervous and conflicted this makes you feel. You've already given your tacit approval, so I have no compunctions about putting my whole self into seduction of your married slut. We both know that she will go home with you, but for now she is mine...she is someone other than your wife, she is her own wanton woman whose forbidden fantasies of being a slut, being unfaithful to her man, are driving her ever forward toward complete abandonment.
Now we're grinding. Everyone in the bar is clearly watching with interest, though some might find it too much...that's fine, they can look away if they prefer. But most are admiring, the men wishing that they were me, wishing it was their thigh thrust behind her eager legs as she humps it hungrily. The women are wishing that they were your wife, with this aggressive wolf quite obviously preying upon her unleashed passion...they shiver when they see my arms holding her tight again my body, my hands cupping her ass, leaning down to nuzzle, lick and chew on her willfully surrendered neck.
Her mind is lost to her lust...her body follows along with no ability to decide its own course. Her panties are soaked by now, of course, and the humping on my thigh has left her clit swollen, her nipples erect, her breathing ragged. She is literally panting, begging without words to be taken by this stranger who has captivated her, begging him to take her whenever and however he determines...she will not object to him devouring her however he wishes.
As the music ends I hold her tightly and whisper to her, my breath hot in her ear, my tongue swirling and teasing her. She mumbles something and walks, somewhat shakily, toward the restrooms. I walk over to you and pick up your drink, taking a few deep draws from it.
"You have a spectacular wife, my friend," I say. "And she's in heat. She wants my cock and tonight she will have it." I look you in the eyes and you note my direct gaze, relaxed, self-assured, not threatening, not overbearing, but rather matter of fact and relaxed. You nod a bit, speechless. Your wife soon returns, but she doesn't look at you. She's looking at me, and I instruct her, "Give them to your husband. He'll keep them safe for you."
She extends her arm and opens her hand, dropping her panties and her bra onto the bar in front of you. Her eyes remain fixed on mine. "That's very good, my pet." I reach up to her slinky cocktail dress and pull the thin fabric aside, exposing an erect nipple. "See that, my friend? Do you see how ready your whore wife is? Show her how much you love her. Lick that hungry little nipple...it's begging for attention." You look briefly around with a sense of disbelief...did you hear this correctly? I look calmly at you, neither smiling nor frowning...I am waiting, and you will comply.
You feel powerless to resist, and you lean forward and take your wife's nipple into your mouth as she has a sudden, sharp intake of breath. It doesn't matter what else is happening in the bar...that is none of your concern. As I lean in to kiss your wife she tilts her head upward to meet my kiss, and her mouth opens reflexively to allow my probing tongue to take control of her. You start to pull back as I kiss your wife, but you feel my large hand on the back of your head, pressing you against her breast. You and she will both surrender completely to this...it is inevitable and, though it isn't really in your consciousness, something deep inside you knows that you can relax, that it is a wonderful, freeing feeling to simply surrender and let this dominant stranger take control. You needn't make any decisions...simply allow the unreal sensations to wash over you.
I relax the pressure on the back of your head as I break my passionate, intimate kiss with your wife. Others in the bar are by now completely captivated, staring openly, fascinated by the scene unfolding before them. The ones who were shocked have left, and the remaining audience are all feeling quite aroused, men and women alike...some of the women, their own sex now moist and dripping, their chest heaving with ragged breath, are clutching the hand of their man, squeezing tightly to signal their arousal. Of course, their man needs no urging as his cock is half-hard, his own breath coming in gasps as he is unable to look away from the lewd scene before him.
"I have a room next door," I tell you, "and you are welcome to come with us to watch, if you wish."
"Of course, your wife is perfectly safe, although...she will not be the same woman you married when she goes home with you later. So come along or go home, whichever you prefer."
I take your wife's moist and trembling hand in mine, and lead her across the bar toward the exit. She follows readily, no sense of hesitation, no residual worry or shame or embarrassment inhibiting her. She is impelled forward by pure animal lust, all her senses alive, her breathing and heart rate accelerated, her cheeks flushed, her nipples erect and hard, her clitoris and labia swollen and darkened, her vagina now a flood of hot female arousal. Her temperature has elevated by a degree as her body prepares her for the inevitability of receiving my thrusting cock inside her, and there will be no hesitation whatsoever as she later cries out and begs for my hot cum to flood her married cunt.
Will you come along to watch, or will this be too much for you?
Danny12445
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Want someone to use my mother in law
Danny12445
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It's so horny
Danny12445
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I haven't fucked her. Groped her
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