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My wife’s secret desire
We’ve been married for five years. My wife Mariana always seemed modest. She works as a teacher. I liked her image of an obedient and modest girl with curly hair and a rosy complexion. I always got excited when I started talking to her about sex, and her cheeks would flush with shyness. She wore long skirts, rarely wore makeup, and preferred to spend her evenings reading or cooking.
I loved her for her calm. But in bed, she was always gentle, but never refused me. No experiments, no fantasies. At least, that’s what I thought. And then Mariana forgot to close her laptop. I saw an open tab in her browser. It was a forum for women, where they shared intimate secrets.
Under the nickname «QuietRose» my wife wrote a post: «My husband is wonderful, but sometimes I fantasize about another man. I imagine him taking me and fucking me while my husband watches or just knows. It’s so arousing, but I’ll never tell him. I’m afraid he’ll think I’m a whore.» Then I read the responses from other women. They shared similar stories and encouraged her to talk. But Mariana didn’t respond. Apparently, she just needed to vent to someone.
At first, I felt jealous. Who was this «other man»? But then, rereading my wife’s words, I became aroused. The thought of my modest wife hiding such passion ignited a fire in me. Then I started thinking about it. Maybe I haven’t paid enough attention to my wife, haven’t seen that fire in her. Maybe she’s been reading too much dark fantasy or something? I never even noticed what she was reading and looking at online.
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Our marriage has suddenly taken a cuckolding turn
My name is Alex, I’m 42 years old. I’ve been married to Emma for 15 years. We’ve always been a great, strong couple. Emma is a beautiful, confident woman with long brown hair and a figure that makes men turn heads. Now, our relationship has undergone a major change. My wife has started fucking exclusively with black men. And damn, I like it. More than I could have imagined.
It started six months ago. We were at a work party where Emma was flirting with a colleague named Jamal, a tall, muscular black guy. I noticed her blushing slightly at certain moments. When we got home and had sex, Emma was unusually passionate. «Have you thought about him?» I asked playfully. She hesitated, but then confessed.
Instead of jealousy, I felt arousal. We were having sex, and I imagined Jamal taking her. Then my wife met him the next day. She returned late looking disheveled. Her body was covered in the marks of sex: hickeys on her neck and scratches on her thighs. She told me everything in detail. How he kissed her in the car, how his big hands squeezed her boobs, how his thick, black cock stretched her pussy.
