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Here is another Maddie story, this time more about how she discovered her kink and got into the lifestyle. We all began somewhere.

If Domination / submission or cheating stories are not your kink, you will not enjoy this essay.

To Kevin, Pamela and you who read and enjoy my attempts at writing. I hope those who enjoyed chapter 1 enjoy this chapter.

College exploration

Well, I guess now is as good a time as any to tell how I got into this lifestyle.

It was during my sophomore year at State college that I found someone who liked watching me have sex with someone else. No, it was not my boyfriend at the time. It was June, my roommate, yes – just a roommate you perv! .

It happened one Saturday after a basketball game I had gone to with Doug, my then boyfriend. After the game and a stop at Potbelly for a sandwich, we went to my apartment.

Once on the couch, we began to make out. Kissing and fondling each other. Our hands explored and removed each other’s sweatshirts and my bra.

It was then that June came home. Her eyes were slightly wide in shock, while mine were wide from surprise and lust.

“June, I thought you would be out longer,” I said, my bare breasts visible as I sat astride Doug on our couch.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to interrupt you two.” June replied before going to her room.

The position of the couch and Doug’s position prevented him from seeing that her door did not fully shut.

I have yet to understand why that turned me on, but it did far more than I thought it would. As I have said, June and I were not lovers, I am not truly even bisexual, but knowing she was listening made the sex that night better, so much better. So I like to be watched, sue me.

The first time being a “Homewrecker”

During my junior year in college, I was at a popular off campus bar. The football game was an away game and many stayed back to watch on TV.

During the game I met Brad. He and I hit it off well şişli esc enough. Then a woman stepped up. He introduced her as his wife, Melissa. Or was it Meline or Melinda? Hell, I don’t remember so she can be Mel.

“Mel” tried to pull Brad away, saying their meal had arrived. He apologized and started to go with her. I watched them go and then I got a devious idea.

I picked up my beer and went to their booth. They sat across from each other, which was perfect. I sat next to Brad, making him make room for me.

“So, do you take classes here? Live nearby?” I asked, looking more at “Mel” than Brad.

“We, umm, we live about thirty minutes away, I went here,” Brad said as “Mel” quietly ate.

I downed the rest of my beer before I said anything more. Liquid courage got me to ask, point blank, “So you approached me Brad. You made a point of saying hello, then you walked away. What exactly did you plan to happen before She walked up?”

Brad and “Mel” exchanged looks. She looked down and he kept looking at his wife.

“Is this some kinky sex thing?” I said just before the waitress came over. “Mel’s” face became beet red as I ordered another beer, on their tab of course.

Once the waitress was gone I asked, “Well?”

“Look,” Brad finally said, “We, well we were considering looking for a third but…”

I cut him off, “Sure, I’m game. Got a room?”

Brad finished, “But we don’t think it is the right time.”

I felt it then – the rush of excitement. The thrill of the chase. I wasn’t interested in her but the thought of fucking him in front of her? My panties were already wet.

I began to rub his thigh under the table. “Look, it is up to you, of course, but I am sure I can make it memorable for you both.”

They looked at each other yet said nothing. I could tell they were getting cold feet so I said, “Look, I’ll tell you what. I will go back to the bar and sit. If you decide to go for it, I’ll be there for about twenty minutes.”

It taksim esc took only ten minutes. “Mel” came up and asked if I wanted to get some air. The three of us then walked two blocks to the Marriott. Me on one side of Brad and his wife on the other. She asked if I was bi and I told her, “No not really. But you can do down on me later if you want.” This seemed to light a spark in them.

My intention was for her to watch me fuck Brad. Their intention was a threesome. So as I sucked Brad’s cock, they made out.

Soon I was on top of Brad’s cock as “Mel” sat on his face. She cupped and played with my breasts as I fucked her man before her. The fact I was fucking her man right in front of her was such a turn on for me. The icing on the cake was her openly fondling my tits and hard nipples.

She leaned in as if to kiss me. I grabbed her by the hair and asked her if she thought I was sexy? She said “yes.”

I pulled her face to my left tit. She immediately began to suckle on my nipple as I climaxed on Brad.

I could tell she was close too but something came over me. I pushed her off him. “Watch us for a while. You get him all the time.” My thoughts were proven correct as Brad’s face was shiny with her creamy cunt juices.

‘Mel” said, “Are you serious?” Brad moaned and began to thrust up harder and faster.

“Watch from that bed, I moaned as I writhed on Brad and rubbed his chest. I really wasn’t sure if she would do it but she moved to the other bed.

To my erotic thrill, she moved to the other bed. Immediately she began to rub her trimmed, wet pussy as she watched. I might not give a fuck enough to remember her name, but I do remember her swollen creamy cunt.

Brad did not last long after that. His cock pumped his big load into my pussy as we both moaned out. Just one more thing I love about a married cock is how pent up they get.

I laid on top of him as I watched her masturbate. Part of me wanted her to stop, to have that kind of demanding control topkapı escort over her. I didn’t realize what a cuckquean was or even what I was at the moment. Being a cuckcake is so much more than just a romp with another woman’s husband or boyfriend.

Once she finished, I got up and grabbed a bottle of water. I asked Brad if he wanted one but he declined. I did not offer her one. I paced the room naked as I drank the water.

I smiled as “Mel” got up and moved back to the bed Brad was in. Soon she was licking and sucking his cock. I joined them on the bed, kissing Brad and watching “Mel”. Her eyes closed as she did. I said, “Look at me as you taste me on him. Get him ready for another round.”

She opened her eyes and moaned. Brad looked at me and said, “Oh fuck fuck fuck.”

I smiled as I could tell his cock was getting hard again. “No hands, just your mouth,” I then ordered.

Her hand moved away as she followed my order. Brad said, “Damn you are so fucking amazing. You must do this a lot.”

I smirked, “This is my first time. It is rather hot.” I was very aroused and knew this was what I needed sexually. I tapped her shoulder and nodded my head to the other bed.

Spit linked her to Brad’s cock as she looked up at me and then to him. She moved to the other bed as I straddle Brad. “Good girl. So, I think we can try a few positions this time, don’t you think?”

I rode him on top for a while as I watched her looking on and rubbing herself. I only looked away when we changed positions. To missionary, then on my side and finally doggy style.

Only then did I say anything to her as she looked like she was coming over. “Stay there,” moaned out. I climaxed again soon after.

After Brad came, we laid together on the bed, making pillow talk as I thought about how I loved making her watch.

I then took a quick shower. Then as I dressed I promised to think about meeting up again soon at that same bar. I acted like it was fun, but did not let on just how much I enjoyed it.

As I left the room, smiling with my hand on the door, I knew this was different. I was different. Only later did I discover cuckqueans and cuckcakes, but right then, with Brad’s cum in me, it was a kink I needed more of.

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