Mail Order Bride: My Experiences
This is probably going to be a long read.
I'm not sure if anyone on this site has delved into mail order brides, but if you've got the money and you're lonely - it's not the worst thing in the world to do. I've always had several fetishes for oriental and even Russian ladies. So after grieving for a few years after my wife left me for another woman (yes, that fucked with me in so many ways), I decided to try the dating scene. I'd make matches, sometimes even hook up with the lady but nothing really ever clicked enough for me to have a long term relationship with the women. It was date, fuck, on to the next. It got old fast and I was looking for something more, looking for a woman that was actually in to me. So one day I decided to try it.

The sign up fees are stupid and can range from $70 - $200 a month depending on the package you select. I figured I'd make quick work out of it and find someone I was interested in and exchange personal information with them. SO I signed up.
A lot of these girls look like 10/10 models - they all have professional pictures taken and I was like "well I just got scammed, they're all fake as fuck." Seeing all of these flawless women was a bit of a turn off for me - being in my late 40s, I knew I wasn't a bad looking guy but these women - all of them were way out of my league and I had my doubts, especially because I know a majority of them are after citizenship. I felt like I made a big mistake.
I contacted a couple of the ladies, usually didn't get a response. One day I logged in and this very attractive Filipino lady left me a message, just saying "Hi. Saw your profile."
I went to her profile and looked at her pictures, and just kinda shook my head.
I was talking to other women on there, but nothing really panned out. A lot of them barely spoke English.
So I chatted her up. I told her that we had an obvious age difference, and that I didn't know if she'd be comfortable with that. She replied back, "Most Filipina ladies like older men, it's kind of a cultural thing. I like older white men."
So we hit it off. We decided to exchange personal details and I called her up and we'd talk on Skype too. We'd laugh, joke, and just talk about everything under the sun - including her past relationships. She was engaged to be married but the guy got another woman pregnant and the marriage was cancelled. She talked about some of her boyfriends being abused and drinking all the time. She told me about her parents and how she moved out of the house at a young age and supports herself by having a masters degree in economics and works in Manilla and helps with city planning. We talked for months and months. We'd get intimate on Skype, she'd start fingering her pussy, moaning that she wished I was inside her.
"When are you coming, or should I come visit you?" she asked.
My heart raced. So I made plans to take off work for a week and fly out to the Philippines. It's a long flight and I couldn't even sleep - but when I got on the ground I got off the plane, and went outside the airport and called her. She was waiting for me and saw me standing by the road, and honked her horn. She got out of her car and ran up to me, gave me a great big hug and kissed me on the lips. Holy fuck she looked better than her pictures, she could have easily been a model. I loaded my luggage in her car and hopped in the passenger seat. I'm used to order, at least somewhat order - but driving in the Philippines scared the ever fuck out of me. It was very unnerving. From nice paved roads to roads cratered with massive potholes then to dirt roads - we finally made it to her small house that she was renting. We talked all the way to her place, I was so shocked I finally got to meet her - because I didn't feel like it would ever happen.
I was nervous and didn't want to push myself on her, I was worried that maybe I was ugly to her in person.
We got inside, and she made me feel right at home.
"You must be hungry! I cooked this yesterday for you, I'll heat it up, and I'll get you some tea!"
She spoke perfect English, with a small accent from Tagalog.
I told her not to worry. I felt a bit nervous - all the discussions we had, all the cybersex we had - I felt out of place.
She called me over to her small little kitchen table and had a plate prepared for me, with hot peppers, fish and some other ingredients. I have no idea what it's called (even to this day).
"You said you like spicy babe," she said smiling.
I took a few bites. My mouth was on fire, tears ran down my face.
"Holy fuck!" I said, "It's perfect."
She giggled, and her small firm chest bounced at bit. She caught me looking.
"Now now, there's enough time for that later. You still think I'm attractive right? I was so worried that you wouldn't think I'm attractive... "
I looked at her, "You're beautiful, absolutely stunning. Of course I'm attracted to you - physically and mentally. Hopefully I'm not ugly to you..."
Her eyes widened, "Oh, you're fucking hot dude, I'm still very interested in you!"
So we watched some TV, she obviously was horny, as I held her hand she guided me down her shorts to reveal a shaved and dripping wet pussy.
I haven't had sex in a long time. I didn't last long at all. Just how tight she was, how perfect her body was, and how beautifully she looked right into my eyes while I was inside her. I felt her touch my soul so deeply.
"I always imagined this moment, just like this..." she said, smiling.
"Oh, I thought I'd last a lot longer than I did, it's your turn to cum..."
She moaned as she played with my cum dripping out of her swollen pussy. Her fingers spread her dark brown pussy lips aside, showing a beautiful pink inside, as white dribbles of my sperm leaked onto her couch.
My mouth found her small supple tits, licking and sucking - I worked my way down to her dripping shaved pussy, and started massaging her clit with my tongue.
She moaned and grabbed a fist full of my hair, pulling me closer as her hips moved back and forth as I ate her out.
"I'll always be yours, I love you..." she moaned.
"I love you too," I said taking a quick breath.
She began to buck and moan, "Fuck..." she whispered, releasing my hair from her grip.
"I'm not going to want to leave you here," I admitted.
It got late, we ate dinner and went to bed. We fucked again before falling asleep.
We were to lovers who seemed obsessed. She took the week off of work so she could show me the sites around Manilla.
While she took me around to see the sites, something popped into my head - "just marry her already."
I went into a jewelry store by myself (she had errands to run) and got her a nice engagement ring.
The next time she took me out on the town, there was this big beautiful fountain (not sure of the name of it) and I got down on one knee.
"You bring so much life to me, my mind body and soul would ache without you being in my life, will you marry me?"
Her eyes widened, and she looked right into my eyes. There was an uncomfortable silence which seemed to last for an eternity.
"Of course I'll marry you!"
People around us clapped and congratulated us.
I didn't know how easy it was to get married in the Philippines. It's almost like Vegas but without Elvis overseeing your vows.
We fucked every single day, sometimes twice to three times in the same day. We discussed that she was going to quit her job and move with me to the USA. So I helped her pack a lot of her stuff in boxes and we mailed the boxes to my address. She talked to her landlord who owned the property and told them she was leaving at the end of the week, so she can move to the USA with her husband.
The landlord congratulated her and wished her well.
I've been married to her for 15 years and she is still the most amazing woman I've ever met in my life.
We've had 2 kids together and her body snapped right back into shape. She's as beautiful as ever. A timeless beauty. So yeah. Sometimes those crazy mail order bride sites actually work.

First Time Rolling

Let me know how hard it gets you 💚.

I went to the rave with a fwb for the first time. He went around introducing me as just a friend to everyone he knew there since I didn’t know anyone else. They were super friendly and welcoming, even sharing their goodies…

It was my first time doing it, and I thought I was fine for the longest time. It didn’t hit me as quickly as my friend thought for my first, but it did eventually. 

I was super horny. I was already super horny. Chronic gooner here. I slipped and called him babe in front of one of his friends, but that’s better than accidentally calling him daddy like I normally did. I also may have tried to entice him to take me right there.

Throughout the fest, I was grabbing his hand and putting it on my ass and my pussy over my panties, but he wouldn’t budge and give me what I wanted. He had to keep telling me to behave. I kept tempting him though.

I brushed against him while dancing and bent over in front of him in my little skirt. I wore a corset top that pushed my big tits up and only had a thong under a sheer skirt, so my ass was on full display for him and everyone else around us. I even tried to straddle his lap when we were taking a break. I was whispering in his ear, begging for him to finger fuck me or take me back to the car to fuck all night. 

We were supposed to go to a friend’s house after, but he drove us back to his place. I got to pull his cock out and rubbed it. It was so quick to get hard. I only got to tease for a little before he ordered me to suck him. I’m a good girl so obviously I got to it.

I’m a cock hungry slut and love giving blow jobs, so I didn’t even bother to tease him with licks on the tip. I just took the whole thing. I needed to have it all in my mouth. I sucked and stroked his dick for the ride back to his place, not caring if anyone driving by saw. The louder, the messier, the better.

When we got back, he just threw me on the bed ass up. I got punished for my naughty behavior and teasing with spanks. It was painful and my ass was bright red, but I deserved it and loved it. He made sure to mark and bruise me. I had to try to muffle my whimpers with my hand so his roommate wouldn’t hear.

After he felt the spanking was sufficient, I stayed on my hands and knees, he pulled out his cock, pulled my panties to the side, and just slid it right in. I was soaking wet already, so it was easy. 

I nearly screamed at how good it felt. I got what I had been begging hours for. He just went at it, slamming into my pussy and stretching me. I came almost instantly. I was gushing from how wet I was, how good it felt. I was literally leaking on the sheets. I was so loud, he had to shove my face down in the pillows even more. He kept fucking me until I came again. 

We switched positions and I rode him. I made sure he was as deep as possible. I rocked back and forth at first then bounced on his dick faster and faster. He warned me to slow down, but I wouldn’t listen (a trend lol). I kept going because it felt so good, while he tried to hold me down so he wouldn’t cum yet… to no avail. All I was thinking was his cock felt so good so deep inside of me. I couldn’t stop. I wanted to cum again. I needed to cum again. I had to keep going. It felt too good to stop. 

He wasn’t done, and I was more than happy to take more cock. After my pussy got its fill of cum, he shoved himself in my mouth until he got hard again which was almost immediate. He turned me back around and went for my ass. No prep. I was just so wet all over his cock, he pushed it in with little resistance. He hurt a bit at first, but then it was all pleasure. He used my hole as hard as he wanted, and I was moaning like crazy through it all. He fucked me from the back and fucking pounded until I was screaming and cumming for the nth time and filled me with cum.

Maybe it was because I was rolling, but the three hours we spent fucking felt like 45 minutes. Surprisingly, he said my horniness rolling wasn’t much different than normal.

I wanted to go on and on and on, but his phone was being blown up. His friends were under the assumption we were going straight to their place to continue to hang. 

I still needed to be fucked, I needed to be filled. I spent the rest of the night trying to get him to fuck me in one of the rooms. His friends were sweet and offered a place for me to sleep, but I just wanted a place to fuck.

He told me two days after that his friends questioned him about me. I was obviously not just the friend he introduced me as. He admitted I was his personal slut, his fuck toy, his free use holes.

He showed off my nudes, and they admitted they wondered what I looked like naked even the one who came with his girlfriend. I wasn’t wearing much to begin with, my outfit showed off everything.

They wanted in. They wanted a taste. They told him to let me know they were interested in using me too, and he was glad to share. It’ll be my next adventure I suppose, my first gangbang 🤭.

It was one of those shit days at the office. The incompetence of management was setting in, you know the type of incompetence; last minute shit that could have been planned weeks if not months ago.
My office is on the ground level, the windows are tinted with reflective glass so I can see everyone walking on the sidewalk or whoever is coming into the building. I noticed a minivan pull up and this woman start fumbling through her purse. She was pretty. Low cut top, cleavage, Hispanic. Her hair was in a ponytail but still was long enough to reach the middle of her back. She was thin but had a little tummy, most likely from having a kid. Eventually she got out of her vehicle and headed toward my office. Her tits giggling, damn – she wasn’t wearing a bra at all. Sweet! I wanted to take her picture but she made it to the door really quick. Now, I work on the first floor so people always make mistakes and open the door to my office. She did too. The door opened.
“Hi, I’m here to pay my husband’s dues,” she said with a very sweet voice. She dropped her keys on the floor and bent over to pick them up. When she came back up one of her beautiful breasts was exposed. My mouth was on the fucking floor, my eyes locked on the glorious tit that was right in front of me.
I reflect back on it now and it was one of those “slow motion” moments that you will never forget.
“Um, ma’am,” I said and looked down, now thinking, “oh fuck I could lose my job.”
“Oh my god!” she exclaimed, “I’m so sorry!” I looked up and she was covering it back up. Her face was red and I am sure mine was too.
I looked directly into her eyes, our eyes were locked. Now, I don’t know if you’ve ever had that feeling – where you know for a fact that you could ‘hit that,’ but I had that feeling. Maybe it was just an instant crush – but it was like we were looking into each other’s souls. Weird, I know. We just fucking met but my pheromones were all like, “oh hell yeah bro, she’s into you – you can hit that pussy.”
Her face turned even redder.
“Due payments are upstairs,” I said still blushing, still looking her right in the eyes. My eyes wandered to her full red painted lips, her chin, her neckline… her breasts – and quickly back up to her eyes again. She noticed.
“Hey, thank you. I’m sorry about… well you know…” she said with a shy smile, she was inviting me into a conversation about her tits. I obliged.
“I don’t need any sexual harassment suits going on here, but you have absolutely nothing to be sorry or ashamed about,” I said with a smile.
“Thanks,” she murmured and turned around to open the door. That ass. Damn. I was erect as hell, sitting behind my desk watching this goddess walk out of my office.
I heard her climb the stairs; she was up there for quite a long time. I was getting a little nervous. That is all I needed was this woman telling my bosses that I was looking at her tits. Eventually she came back down but I didn’t hear the front door open and I didn’t see her leave. She was standing outside my office, right by the door. For what seemed (to me) an eternity she stood there. I heard her keys giggling in her hands, her shoes shuffling on the floor and finally a light knock on my door.
“It’s open,” I called.
She opened the door and didn’t want to look at me for some reason, her eyes focused on the ground, or when she looked up, she looked past me – she didn’t want to make eye contact. My heart was racing like crazy.

Now, I’m all alone on the first floor of this building. The only cameras are upstairs and there are only 3 other people working here usually.
I didn’t know what to say to her, awkward silence. I have to keep this professional.
“What can I help you with?”
“You’re going to think I’m crazy,” she said and started to turn around to leave.
“No, what is it?”
“Did you feel that connection we had?” She asked, now she was looking into my eyes again. Fuck. She’s married, I’m married. I have permission to have fun. She most likely does not.
“Absolutely, I did,” I told her.
“What time do you get out of work?”
“In about two hours, but I could take off early. What do you have in mind?”
“My husband is working out of state which is why I had to come in and pay his dues… “
HOLY FUCK.
No fucking way this is happening to me, this never ever fucking has happened to me in my entire existence. This is bullshit; this is a fucking setup (that is what I was thinking).
“Let’s go out for coffee, let me call up stairs,” So I did.
I followed her to a Dunken Donuts (yeah, weak coffee but she likes it). We chatted there for about three hours. Her sister was babysitting her kids, so she was free to do whatever she wanted until about 6pm. I laughed because I told her that my wife gets off work at 6pm but I could call her and tell her what was up.
She seemed shocked.
“Your wife lets you fuck around?”
So I told her about my wife, and that my wife had a girlfriend and that we sometimes go out and have fun on our own but that we’re both safe and secure in our sexuality and we’re both the primary focus and everyone else is secondary.
Information began to flow freely from her sexy lips. Turns out before she was married she had threesomes and even foursomes with women, she’s been in orgies. My mouth was on the floor. She even said, “I’ve been with 37 guys, you’ll be 38.”
I don’t believe in slut shaming, not one bit. If a woman wants to fuck, good for her – just means more men will get some pussy in their life. Hell, even in my open marriage I can only count that I’ve been with about 15 ladies. This woman was way ahead of me with notches on her belt lol.
Turns out she hates her husband, but being a Hispanic Catholic she didn’t want to disrupt her family life. He’s an abusive alcoholic. She’s one of those women who’s been hurt, bruised, hit, punched – calls the cops but doesn’t press charges.
“How old are you?” I asked her.
“29, and you?”
“44…”
“Looks like I got myself a daddy.”
Instant erection.
We decided to get a cheap ass hotel, $50 special and have fun for a few hours before we needed to get back to the real world.
We made out; my hand groped her sexy tits which turned out to be lactating. I licked and sucked on them, drank her milk, fingered her pussy. The foreplay was going on what seemed like forever.
“Fuck me,” she moaned.
I did. I mounted her and slid inside her hot warm pussy. It wasn’t super tight, but it was just right. I squeezed her tits as I pounded her, driblets of milk giggled on her tits with each thrust. Her hips swiveled with an erotic dance as we fucked. This was fucking beautiful.
“Let me ride you,” she moaned.
She hopped on me, I grabbed her tits and sucked on them. She bucked, swiveled and rode me like a pro. After 15 minutes, she was screaming and convulsing – her eyes rolling back. She went limp. WTF.
I freaked out. I checked her pulse, she was okay – she was still breathing. I moved her off me and put her head on a pillow, grabbed a pillow and elevated her legs. Shit. What do I do call 911??
I was up and about wondering what to do when I heard her moan. I was still naked.
“Are you okay?” I asked, “What happened??”
Her eyes slowly opened, “I pass out when I cum,” she whispered, “my body feels all tingly.”
I kissed her lips. She mounted me again and started doing her swivel hip maneuver which looked like she was belly dancing on my cock with her pussy. It felt perfect.
“Let me cum in you,” I said.
She didn’t answer but quickened her pace, leaned over and I felt her sexy tits bouncing on my chest as she bit my lip. I squeezed her tits and milk sprayed on my chest.
My cock was getting stiffer, and stiffer – testicles getting tighter with each and every plunge inside her. I grabbed her hair and stuck my tongue deep inside her mouth and felt my cock begin to spurt deep in her. This is when it got interesting. I felt her pussy actually tighten up around my shaft, like a suction machine that was meant to extract cum. She stroked it over and over with her pussy, milking every last eruption of cum from me.
We exchanged numbers, email addresses etc. I am definitely going to hook back up with this Hispanic raven haired babe.
I picked the wife up from work, got home and she was like, “hey, can you take a shower? You smell like sex.”
I looked at her, "I gotta confess, it was pretty good too." This was the first time I've ever had to milk some tits. Wife can't produce milk, and I felt a little left out on the whole lactation / sex thing. I plan to milk this woman's tits as often as I can, and I'm planning on asking her to be my girlfriend. She's a freak, so if she lets me take pictures - I will post them. Just cross your fingers and hope I wasn't just a notch in her belt and she continues on without me. :P

This Russian babe Drives me crazy. 

*faces intentionally blacked out for privacy

TLDR: wife and her bff have been fucking each other for a long time, wife felt guilty and wanted her bff to fuck me - and it happened and even though I pulled out, I got her pregnant. Now she's living with us, and when I get home from work I'll have my first threesome ever. Don't really care if anyone believes it or not. Also while this might be most men's fantasy, it's actually pretty draining emotionally - and there's a lot of arguing I've intentionally left out of the story.

This shit happened about 3 months ago...
I know how everyone on here usually likes erotic stories - my issue is, while what happened to me was fun, now I'm in kind of a bind. Wife had a girls night out, which usually means they go to a local bar and drink. Her and her BFF (let's call her Shelly), came back home after having a few drinks. Wife cuddled with me for a bit but was pretty drunk and started falling asleep. So I nudged her.
"Hey, you're falling asleep," and I kind of laughed, so did Shelly.
Shelly wasn't as drunk as my wife, and was telling my wife we'd tuck her in to bed.
"Come on hun, we'll tuck you in nice and tight."
So we got my wife up to the bedroom, took her clothes off down to her panties and bra, and put the covers on her.
My wife drunkenly slurs, "Ok, you too have fun ok? Like real fun, none of this we're not having any fun bullshit. Have fuuuuunnnnn...."
Shelly laughs and I just shrug it off to my wife being drunk as fuck.
I totally thought Shelly would leave, but she sat down on the couch and started watching TV.
"I'm probably going to head off to bed," I told Shelly, trying to give her a hint that it was time to go home. Shelly has a bubbly personality, and sometimes doesn't understand social cues.
"Awe, and I thought we were going to have fun - watch a movie... and have fun... like your wifey wants."
My heart skipped a beat, just the way she said it was seductive, "Yeah, and you're drunk, so is she."
"I'm not drunk, a little buzzed... come on, sit down and chill. Plus, I don't want to go home. James is out with his friends, and I don't want to go home to a lonely house."
I sat down, "how's James?"
She leaned over and her lips were on mine, her tongue in my mouth, "fuck James," she mumbled, her hand gliding down to my crotch, unzipping my pants.
"Whoa, stop!" I said shocked.
"And disobey your wife?" She pulled my cock out of my pants, and started sucking it.
"What the?"
She stopped, "shut the fuck up and enjoy yourself dummy."
Her pants and top came off, and she was on my dick, riding me.
"I'm so fucking horny baby," she moaned in my ear as she bucked on my dick and eventually came hard... her juices dripping down my nuts.
"Your turn..." she smiled, licking my neck.
I pushed her off me and mounted her on the couch, spreading her legs.
"Just pull out ok babe?"
I started fucking her, "I should take your picture and show my wife..." I joked.
"You should, this was her idea."
My heart was racing, "What??" I stopped pumping and just looked down at Shelly.
"We've talked about letting you fuck me for a while, she's actually into it... keep fucking me baby..."
I turned around and grabbed my phone from the coffee table and snapped a pic of my dick inside Shelly and started pumping again.
I was about to cum and pulled out, Shelly grabbed my cock and stroked it until I was done spraying my cum on her stomach.
"mmmm, that was amazing..." Shelly panted, "lay down..."
SO I did. She climbed on top of my cock, still dripping with cum and put it in her wet pussy.
"Your little wifey is so curious... you should take advantage of that..." Shelly whispered, grinding on my pulsating cock. I was shocked my dick was still hard, usually I'm a one shot kinda guy, but she was something new, and my dick was very welcoming to her desires.
She rode my dick again and came again, flopped over on the couch and then kissed me passionately.
"I'd leave James.... for..." she stopped herself.
"What the hell is going on?" I asked.
"Nothing, I'm just drunk," Shelly said as she started getting dressed.
I put my clothes back on too, and walked her out to her car. Shelly turned and kissed me, I could see tears welling up in her eyes. I was so confused, but she wouldn't answer my questions. She got in her car and drove away.

I went to bed, worried that I fucked up my relationship with my wife. While it was epic to fuck Shelly, I've never cheated. Sure, I'd wank to porn and even ladies on this website, but I've never stuck my dick in another woman after marrying my wife.
I woke up and my wife was still asleep. I went downstairs and got her a few aspirins and made her breakfast in bed and brought it up to her.
The smell of food stirred her away, and she seemed pretty groggy. She took the aspirin, and ate scrambled eggs and toast, and drank her coffee as I sat next to her.
"What a crazy evening, I didn't mean to get that drunk," she said rubbing her head. I was silent.
She looked at me, "you ok?"
I just shrugged, I really didn't know what to say.
"What's wrong?" my wife pressed.
I thought about it, and then just blurted it out, "Shelly stayed after you left... and..."
My wife kind of smirked, "yeah? Good, didn't want her driving drunk."
"Well... it's more than that," I told her. My wife's face turned serious.
"More than what?" She demanded.
I knew I was in a lot of shit, there was no way out of it - and the key to a happy marriage is honesty.
"Shelly came on to me last night, said that you and her discussed it, and she said you wanted her to fuck me? What is going on?"
My wife rolled her eyes, "so? girls can talk shit about fantasies, doesn't mean it has to happen."
I didn't respond.
My wife looked at me inquisitively, her eyes squinting almost looking to detect something, "you fucked her?"
My heart sunk, I didn't answer immediately. An uncomfortable silence permeated the room.
"Well, she kind of fucked me..." I said looking down at the bed, avoiding eye contact.
She snatched her phone off the nightstand and called Shelly, the phone rang and she put it on speaker.
"Hey girl," Shelly said, "sup?"
"You fucked him?" my wife said, in a low tone.
"Oh, yeah... like we talked about at the bar, he tried to decline but you know me, I get what I want."
My wife's eyes flashed towards me, "you little slut," my wife laughed.
Shelly laughed, "damn right. Tell your guy his dick hit all the right places."
"It does, doesn't it?" my wife continued, "Just as long as he didn't cum in you, it's good. I get the baby first."
"Am I in the fucking twilight zone - what the actual fuck?"
This shit is getting really long winded - so basically my wife admitted to having an affair with Shelly, and that they just don't go to bars, they usually will get a hotel room or fuck each other in a public park or even in the car. My wife brought up to Shelly that I should be included because she loves me, and it's "wrong for her to keep me out of this shit because I'm married." So now I'm in "the loop."
Turns out, Shelly's bf hasn't fucked her in months, and Shelly was begging my wife and my wife said it was ok to fuck me, because she felt bad for 'cheating' with Shelly. When Shelly put my cock inside her, it was still kind of cumming, and it turns out now: Shelly is pregnant.
Currently, Shelly dumped James on his ass, broke her lease on her apartment and is now living with my wife and I. My wife is kind of pissed Shelly is pregnant because she wanted to be pregnant with my kid first - so now I'm trying my best to fill my wife's little cunt with as much cum as I can produce. We haven't all had a threesome yet - Shelly seems like she just wants her own space so our marriage doesn't get fucked up. My wife and Shelly tease me sometimes with kissing each other. This morning I woke up with Shelly cuddling into me, on one side and my wife cuddling into me on the other. Shelly is 3 months pregnant - my wife wants my cum constantly - so I suggested that when I get home from work, both of them better be naked and ready to fuck - no excuses.
My wife, grinned, "That's why I married you... this is exactly why I married you."
So as soon as I can get home, I'm going to be fucking 2 beautiful women.

"Why do you have a joker tatted on you?" I asked one slow afternoon, while we were in the walk-in fridge together.
" Cause I'm fuckin' crazy." He replied, with a devilish grin on his face. He left me in the walk-in, his voice echoing in my mind. Why would he say that? Was he really crazy or was he just sparking my mind? Honestly, he made me hella nervous.
Weeks go by and there is friction.Everyone in the restaurant notices it.Our co-workers were merciless. My smile is contagious they said, like a "Death Trap" for unsuspecting men, and he had been caught in it. His blue eyes had an equally devestating effect. Everyday i would find a reason to talk to him, to smile at him, to make him notice me. i would go to smoke a cigarette and he would follow me.He would ask questions; where i came from, why i was here of all places, and why i was so nice. No one had ever taken notice to me the way he did. I didnt know what it felt like to be persued by a man and it made me uneasy.
A couple more weeks go by. The flirting continues and to top it all off, a work party is planned. Everyone that was cool would be there, or at least 'cool' in this life. Which meant that everyone who was there would be smoking pot and getting schwasted on cheap vodka. I was the youngest one, the lightweight, the grasshopper of partyers. I had a feeling that something unpleasant was in the realm of possibilities. One shot, two shots....five shots, seven, eleven...fifteen shots later. I go outside for some fresh air and im followed.
" You okay?", He said with a drunken look of concern on his face.
"Yeah dude, I just need some air. I think i may have drank a little too much." I say as i smoke a cigarette, trying to ease my stomach by leaning on the balcony railing. I feel a pat on my head and the door opens then closes. He's gone. I can hear him telling others that im fine, that i said i'd be in after a while. I didnt say that, but i appreciated the extra time to gather myself.
We're all playing poker, the night is bits and pieces thanks to the alcohol. He touches my hand.We're sitting on the floor around the coffee table taking shots.Laughing. Hoping that no-one else notices that our bodies are touching. He grabs my hand and squeezes it. I squeeze back. He smiles at me, brushes his hand across my cheek when i smile back, and lightly pokes at my dimple. I look in his eyes.The deepest eyes I've ever gazed into. The only eyes that i've ever become lost in. The only eyes that have ever left me absolutely breathless. I get nervous, suddenly im possessed with something, and i feel that i know what to do.
I lean in and kiss him. Our lips are soft against eachother. It's like electricity starting at my lips, travelling through my body, waking up my soul. We kiss and time stops. The world slows its turning, the moment is cherished, remembered even in its happenning. As his lips left mine, i knew they would be missed.Not just in the future, but in the moment as well.
And that's how it started, the end of my life. We used to tell eachother thats what happens when a tornado meets a volcano. We knew it would end in disaster, but it just felt so right. We were best friends.Lovers. We were stupid.

***

It's seven o'clock and im waiting for him.We have mondays off and decided to go to dinner and a movie. He has a girlfriend and i know its wrong, but i cant help it. He gets called into work so i wait.it feels like forever.My window blinds are open in my bedroom.Sitting on my bed reading a book i get a text. " You ready :)"

" Well how about Taco Bell dude?" , i had to ask.It was on the way to his house and i dont know why he would want to take me to a sit down restaurant anyways. Scary movies and some fast food.That was us.I wasn't hard to please and neither was He. We make our order, get our food, and head to his house. Getting off of work late had ruined dinner plans and he was kind of on edge.
I was nervous too.The drive to his house seemed so long, when i didnt know my way around town yet. In reality, it was only about fifteen miles from my house. Sure he wasnt a stranger, but in that moment, riding into a dark, heavily wooded area seemed creepy as shit. He relaxed me.Holding my hand, talking about how he hated work and how glad he was that i was with him. We see lights behind us.
"Do you know why i pulled over Mr. Uh Walton?", the State Trooper asked.Tall and gankly, he shined the flashlight into the car. I smile and wave with a Taco bell drink in my hand. He smiles back nodding his head in my direction.
"Your rear light is out, you should get that fixed.It's obvious your just tryin' to make it home.Ya'll have a good night." Mr.Piggy says, handing Him back the license and insurance.
"You're like my good luck charm.If i had been by myself, i woulda went to jail.Haha.Im ready to smoke a joint now." He says driving back onto the road. " We're not too far from my house, just a few hundred feet."

Inside the trailer was nice.It looked like a home. Not just a house decorated to perfection. We walk past the kitchen where his mom is cooking, into his room. I knew he lived with his parents, so i wasnt surprised. We had talked a lot about eachothers lives the past few weeks and were eager to hang out again outside of work.
Halfway through one of the scary movies we argued over zombies and aliens; he kissed me again. I was shy and hadn't tried to make any moves. Laying on his chest i could feel his heart beating in my ear, it was like a war drum. I look up into the ink blotts and surrendered. He cups my face in his hand and sneaks his tongue into my mouth. Im startled, not expecting much from the date in general. I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss back. I feel like i've reached nirvana. Entangled in eachother, pulling into one another. I wanted to be close to Him.

He's shaking. I can feel his body quake. He's looking in my eyes and i feel violated. I feel like he can see right into me. He could read my mind if he really wanted to, he looked at me like he knew me so well. Writhing naked underneath him, he kisses me. He kisses me hard and soft, slow and fast. I cant keep my breath, i cant keep up. His skin is silky against mine.Our bodies could make flames with the pace we set, but we flow like water beside eachother. He touches my face and asks me if im okay. I reply with a bite, sure of my abilities.I was wrong. He was causing chaos and i realize i'm in over my head.It's a roller coaster of static under my skin and im on fire. Pulling him closer with my leg's embrace, i tell him im ready.
He gasps and digs deeper . I feel his lust through out my body, making my legs shake and my body rock. His body is solid against my softness and i tense against his pounding. The air is hot and sticky sweet. It was waves of euphoria with flashes of madness. He collapses on top of me and kisses my neck.
"I hope i didn't hurt you," He says while lighting two cigarettes. " I've just needed to touch you for so long.I was nervous.You're beautiful." He kisses my forehead, smiles, and licks my nipple. He is an astonishing specimen of the human male. We've just started off, and im scared. Scared of what i feel and how to not show it. i take a long drag from my cigarette and i smile.i touch his face.
"That was awesome. High five." I breathe out.Lifting my hand to meet his into the traditional High Five. He drives me home and he holds my hand the whole way. He tells me he wants to do everything right so we can be together. That he has to get 'some things' squared away.I know he's talking about his girlfriend.I feel bad, i feel sorry for her. Most of all i knew i would end up just like her.

We both have work tomorrow.I'm thinking of how im going to hide the ginormous smile when i walk into the building. I sleep on it, preparing myself for the shit people will say. My phone buzzes, I havent even taken off my shoes yet. " Ur awesome. have a good nite. ;)" I reply with a happy face and go to sleep.

" Oh my god, you fucked him didnt you?!" Amy yells from across the back of the restaurant.
I immediately blush and turn to put my purse away. I go straight to my register and clock in. I look through the main window and my heart flutters. He's parked in front of the restaurant and walking towards the front door, staring right at me.Smiling while taking a hit of his cigarette. He flicks it onto the sidewalk, exhales, and opens the door. I freeze, half smiling but screaming inside. He walks past me, winks, and clocks in. Amy stands next to me as i package cheese and pepper packets.We look out the window, avoiding eye contact, trying not to laugh.
Finally, she bursts, "How was it? Is he good? how big was his dick? did it last long?"
I laugh and tell her i dont know what she's talking about.She's not convinced.She knows we had sex.Everyone does.They can tell by the way we're playfully avoiding eachother.I could never live down the fuck-on-the-first-date jokes. I didnt care what they said.I was drowning in this man and i didnt want to be saved.

We would text every day, all day if we could.I would spend the night at his house after late nights at work. We would party with his brothers, my brother too. Everything fit just right. We were craving to be closer to eachother.To be able to see eachother more often. We went to parks on our off days, walked on trails, climbed trees, and rode swings. He was the Yin to my Yang.I was grateful for him, i adored him.
The next time we had a date night, i rented a hotel room. It felt so nice to sleep next to him and not be bothered.We didnt have to worry about someone knocking on the door or being seen naked. I told Him i loved him and he didnt say it back. He said he couldnt say it without feeling fair to me.My eyes tear up and he grabs my face.
"That doesnt mean i dont love you babe, it just means i cant say it without it being all the way right." He whispers.I can barely hear him, but it felt like he was yelling at me.He is all i've ever wanted in a mate.He's everything and then some, he had already stolen my heart.He wasn't even mine.We held eachother, unsure of what to say next.We fall asleep and the next day he said it was done, that he wanted me to be his and him to be mine.I was thrilled, in the pit of me, i felt a darkness.
It was Valentines Day and i was driving to his house.We're going to dinner and then getting a room. The chinese food was great.He opened doors and pulled out chairs just as he always did.I would always tell him to stop but he wouldnt.He was a gentleman most of the time.We were ready to be alone again.Driving up to the hotel i tell him its the first time ive celebrated a pointless holiday. He laughs and says, "its only going to get better."
We're in the room and he's drinking orange crush with whipped vodka. I have a small drink, but im not much for alot of alcohol.I pull out a small bag.We both take our ecstacy and begin to drink more. For us, drugs and sex were meant to go together.It just feels so amazing when the effects are at the peak, as well as our bodies.We're coming as close as we can.Skin slick with sweat and alcohol. Im numb, i can feel everything, my heart is racing. I let out a moan as he presses deeper into me. I roll through a wave and cum at the same time.He thrusts stronger, telling me he loves me, commanding me to cum for him.
" i want you to cum hard for me babe.you want me to make it hurt, you want it?" he whispered in my ear with his hand around my throat.He pressed lightly, feeling my pussy clench in reaction to his power. I whined a 'Fuck Yes' and he hammered into me. The rush sweeps over me again and my legs spasm. He bites my pierced nipple and i squeal. He makes my whole body twitch, he enjoys watching me in painful lust underneath him.I give all of myself to him. He can have me any way he wants.
"Oh fuck." I exhale when he lets his hand go. The black was slowly taking over my vision, his release was perfectly timed. He pulls out and brings his cock close to my face. I take him into my mouth, sucking off our sex.
He gives me a playful tap on the cheek with the tip and begins kissing me.Licking my neck, down to my chest, sucking my nipples.My insides feel like lava.He begins to bite down to my stomach, dipping his tongue in my belly button, kissing til he reaches my pussy.
He slips his tongue between my lips, lightly stroking my clit. My honey leaks onto his tongue and he slurps it up. He sucks my clit and pushes his middle finger into my pussy and his pinky into my ass. The nerve confusion sets me off, his hand is dripping, and im rocking against his face. He flicks his tongue back and forth, my hips swaying with the motion of his mouth. I feel him force another finger inside my pink and i squirm to make room.
"you're so tight babe, i love the way you taste.ride my face." He compliments then demands.Im in love with him.He's strong but passionate.He is my other half.I roll over onto his face and begin to ride him.I grind against his tongue slowly, building up tension.Rolling my body to the rhythm of the SIlversun Pickups playing in the back ground. He grabs my ass cheeks, squeezes them and slaps. I look down into his eyes and press my pussy harder on his face.He's smiling, watching my face pout, then smile, slapping my tits and pulling at my nipples. He focuses his energy on my clit.Flicking and turning, cradling the pearl on his tongue.i shake, i say his name, i scream and collapse. He's perfect.He kisses me, pulls me off of him and holds me tight.

How about a blast from my past?

I'm down south for a week of golf. One night we ended in a place called the Crazy Pony. A few girls come on stage and start the show. One was about my age, 25 y/o, pretty face, a petite athletic figure, wearing a leather top and bottom with silver studs. After a few minutes of gyrating she removes her top exposing a chest that made both my heads instantly respond with sexual desire. She had gorgeous puffy bright pinkish nipples, nothing more. I could not take my eyes off her.

After the show the girls offered lap dances. This babe headed straight for me, and went right to work employing her best southern charm. :lol: Denise, this woman knew I was putty in her hands. She sweetly asked me if I wanted to see her pretty puffy nipples again, suggesting I could have a pvt dance for $25.00. [this was some time ago]

After a few beers did I really have a choice? :lol:

I asked for her name and she replied it really is not important. I remember chuckling to myself, "Great I'm with the no name girl."

She leads me to a dimly lit room with a couch and a cassette player before mentioning in a lil girl voice that made me melt, that for $75 more she will let me play with her "pretty little girl nipples."

Denise I had never paid for sex before that night and I have not since that night. I ended up spending $150 for 30 minutes with an exhibitionist young woman who loved play acting for guys into little girls with small chests.

She made me cum twice. Once with mouth while teasing me and asking me embarrassing questions, like if I liked it when a little girl sucked my cock?

For the second orgasm she asked if I wanted to fondle and pinch her little girl nipples while she jacked me off. Denise, this is where she became real dirty with me. I sat on the couch with her kneeling in front of me. As she stroked me, I remained hard after my first orgasm; that's how intense she was, she told me she knows all about men like me.

She said she could tell I was one of those men when she watched me stare at her chest. Then she pressed close to me, rubbing her chest against my cock, suggesting, "You like my little girl nipples rubbing against your hard cock don't you mister? Admit it, I am turning you on aren't I mister? Look at my chest, tell me how old I look to you? You need to tell me if you want to cum mister. Tell me how old I am!, she insisted.

Honestly Denise, I was mortified beyond belief...and more turned on than ever before in my entire life. I had never revealed to anyone my attractions to young ones. And here was a grown woman I'd never met insisting I reveal that I am a little girl lover. At that moment I realized I had no choice, I had to answer her question, I had to share my secret.

When I told her she looked about ten year-old she laughed and asked me how often I fantasize about a ten year-old girl jacking me off? Denise I looked her in the eye, smiled and told her "All the time."

I can't tell you how weird and exhilarating that moment felt. I was admitting to another person that I have a attraction to little girls..and best of all...the person I am revealing my most guarded secret to is obviously becoming aroused by my replies.

When she heard my reply she back away and told me she wanted to watch me beat off, asking if I like playing with myself in front of a little girl. This woman was totally into messing with my head and loving every moment of it. She knew she was a little girl totally in charge of a man who was helpless to resist her.

Seeing her react as I replied to her lewd questions added to the intensity of the moment. I could see she was genuinely turned on by guys into little girls..seeing her get into it was one of the best experiences I ever had. To this day I still masturbate thinking about those 30 minutes of my life.

So me and a few friends planned a skiing trip, rented out a cabin over the weekend. We left Friday and planned on coming back Sunday evening. We had a great time, I texted my wife pictures, sent her my love and I just had a weird feeling in my stomach because it took her a bit to text me back. I called her up to make sure she was ok, and she said everything was good, that her sister came over and was spending the night because she didn't like being alone in an empty house. Cool, nothing out of the ordinary.

Saturday night we started getting weather warnings, up to 8 inches of snow accumulation by Sunday evening - so we decided that we'd leave at 6 am Sunday so we wouldn't get caught in the storm. From where we were it was 177 miles back to my house, and I had to drop my friends off. We barely got out in time as the storm started dumping on us just as we left. I had to drive a bit slow as there were white out conditions in various areas. Finally we got back to the city, clear skies but a crisp 19F.

I pulled up to my house, my wife's car was in the driveway - everything seemed normal. I got my duffle bag full of clothes, went to my house, opened the door - no one was in the living room. So I walked over to our bedroom and low and behold there was my wife laying on the bed with her sister's legs wrapped around my wife's back panting as my wife was eating her out. I dropped my duffle bag on the floor with a loud "thud". Her sister opened her eyes and screamed, "FUCK!"

I felt jealous, but also impressed at how sexy my wife's sister was naked. Shaved pussy, little perky tits... my wife flipped around, and look shocked. My wife's tits where much bigger than her sister's tits. I could see they both had been busy for a while.

My wife stammered, didn't know what to say, "I-I-I, I thought..."

With the millions of thoughts flowing through my head, I have no idea why I said, "well at least your fucking around behind my back with your sister..." My wife started crying, her sister tried to cover herself up with a blanket. Then it dawned on me, that if I played this all right - I could fuck her sister and her.... no, not just that, to get back at my wife I could fuck her sister right in front of her.

"You should leave, so I can get dressed," My wife's sister said, she was blushing and ashamed.
"How long has this been going on?" I demanded. Perhaps I shouldn't have asked, my wife started begging for forgiveness.
Her sister spoke up, "for a long time. We always had to take baths and showers together and we started exploring our sexuality... now please, I need to get dressed."
My wife was almost hysterical, begging me not to leave her. She got up off the bed and gripped me tightly.
I told her to stop, and to go sit on the bed. Her sister was getting mad.

Being a guy, and seeing two naked women right before my eyes - I've never had a threesome, EVER. So yes, my dick started thinking and my anger subsided. I really didn't care if my wife liked to eat pussy, nor did I care that she was in an incestuous relationship with her sister... what I cared about was sticking my dick in her sister, because NOW I totally had just cause to do so.

I looked at her sister, right in her eyes and she knew exactly what I was going to propose... she blushed more. Her face was beet read, and she looked down.
"Why wasn't I ever invited to play with you both, I guess that's why I'm angry. I don't care if you like fucking women , or even your sister but we're married, you're supposed to be my best friend, we're supposed to be able to tell each other everything... yet you left me out of something that I totally would be ok with."
My wife stopped crying, "wait, you want to fuck my sister? That's not going to-"
Her sister cut her off.
"(wife's name), I've never had a threesome, and he is kinda cute... maybe not my type but cute enough to fuck..."
My wife shot her an angry look. My cock was getting hard.
"He only gets to fuck me, while I eat you out ok?" my wife was trying to negotiate.
"Oh, no, no no no..." I said with a grin, "I get to fuck your sister while YOU watch - AND I'm not wearing a fucking condom either."
"Fuck you, no way."
"It's the only way to make this right," I said, "you left me out, you cheated on me... how would it be any different? Who knows, maybe we can make this a thing."

She was trying so hard to come up with an excuse, her sister dropped the blanket and revealed her perky tits. She slowly moved behind my wife, and caressed her shoulder.
"He's right..." She said.
I took my boots off, and slid my pants and underwear down. Both of them looked at my rock hard cock.
"Kiss your sister," I told my wife, "and finger her pussy."
My wife blushed. Her sister kissed my wife's neck, and started working her way up to my wife's lips. Her sister's hand started toying with my wife's dripping wet pussy. My wife spread her legs on the edge of the bed and I walked over, taking my shirt off. As they both made out, I pushed my wife down on the bed and slipped my hard cock inside her. After a few minutes, I looked at my wife's sister and said, "your turn..." She bent over, doggie style and gave me a look that I'll never forget.
I mounted her from behind, and started pumping. My wife (seemingly pissed off) started licking her back as I pumped away, harder, deeper - her sister moaned in pleasure.

My muscles were a bit sore from skiing, "I want you to ride me," I told her sister... "And I want to eat my wife out at the same time...."
I laid down on the bed, my cock wet with pussy juice, throbbing for more of my wife's sister's hot tight cunt.
My wife was pissed, but she complied. My wife mounted my face, and she almost dislocated my jaw. I slapped her on the ass, hard, "PLAY NICE." She did. I felt my sister-in-law mounting me, the warmth of her wet pussy swallowing my entire cock. She definitely rode my dick way better than my wife. I heard both of them kissing, they moaned - eventually my wife erupted in an orgasm and got off my face. My wife started kissing me while her sister rode me.

"Does she feel good, babe?" She asked.
"Yes, you both feel good - I can get used to this!"
Her sister laughed and moved in to kiss me, her tongue slipping into my mouth. Her eyes and my eyes locked. My wife started licking my neck, as her sister's petite little tits poked my chest. I felt my cock getting ready to explode, my brain was telling me "she'll get what she deserves - cum in her," and I did. I grabbed my sister-in-law's hips and thrust deeper and deeper inside her as I felt my hot cum erupting. My sister-in-law gripped onto my chest with her long fingernails, I could feel her claws sinking into my chest as she pumped away, she was smiling, she knew I was cumming.
"fill me up," she panted as she rode my cock...
"YOU BETTER NOT BE CUMMING IN HER!" My wife yelled.
My sister-in-law looked at my wife, an grabbed her by the neck and kissed her.
"We should make this a thing," she told my wife as she dismounted me, cum dripping down her leg. My dick was still pulsating, cum dripping down my shaft.
"YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE SHE'S NOT ON THE PILL!" My wife said, hitting me with her fists on my chest.
"I'm not the fucking asshole who decided to cheat on her husband, babe. You made that decision, and this is the consequence. I'm willing to be ok with you fucking your sister, even without me being here - as long as you both include me sometimes."
So this happened about a month ago. A few times my wife hinted at divorcing me, but broke down saying she loved me more than anything in the world. I've fucked my wife a lot since that happened, she's apologized profusely. Last week, my sister-in-law texted me "I'm pregnant. I'll abort it if you want me to."

My sister-in-law has been trying to convince my wife to let her move in so we can all have fun together, and I've been relentlessly trying to get my wife pregnant. My wife isn't on the pill, and I don't wear condoms. I confess that I really want both of them pregnant, and that I would absolutely want both of them living under the same roof with me. I haven't talked to my wife about having her sister move in, I'm trying to let her sister convince her as she'd probably agree if it was her sister asking. I have to admit I have feelings for her sister, and I do love my wife. I know it's a fucked up situation with my wife and her sister being in an incestuous relationship - but honestly, it's kinda hot. She's 2 years older than her sister, I'm 3 years older than my wife. Both of them are very chill to be around, hardly ever any arguments with either of them. I told my wife if I would have known she was involved with her sister I would have dated them both and we could have all had a life together. My wife gets wet when I talk about us all being together - she smiles. I think she might agree to the arrangement of having her sister live at our house. My sister-in-law is petite, and pretty, my wife is curvy and pretty - I can't get my mind off of these two ladies. We haven't all been together since I came back from the skiing trip. She kind of distanced herself from her sister, probably because she is afraid I'd leave her for her sister - but I WON'T. I want both of them. Sorry for such a long post. I know it seems fantastical, and people will probably not believe what I'm going through - and I don't care, I just had to get it off my chest - I don't have anyone else to tell. My friends would probably make crazy comments about my wife because of the incest issue... so I'd never tell them, nor would I ever tell my parents.

It's crazy I seen a few pics of this girl posted up on here..I know her and her brother, she is a sexy little Brazilian babe with a juicy ass.. love to see that other people see her as a piece of fuck meat like I do...👌🏼

She is the one on the left.. her name is Kelsey