Constantly searching for new and genuine virility, I decided that morning to log on to our favorite SPAM. Terribly virile (sorry, but you know my taste for heightened masculinity), Animacorpore, contacted via his profile a few days earlier, had spent the afternoon sending me impassioned, then dirty, sometimes twisted or terribly salacious text messages, and I admit it set my five senses, my stomach, and my little pussy boiling...
Thinking back to my cuckold's long-standing desire to surprise me again in the company of a handsome stranger, rather bossy, very virile, and uncompromising, I told myself that this guy had been particularly lucky... and chosen by me to represent the perfect lover, the ideal dominant cuckold, breathtakingly handsome and with an exhilarating intellectuality that perfectly blended perversion and sub...
A meeting was arranged that same afternoon, again by text, to meet the male "in real life."
Micka suggested we have a drink on the terrace of a bar on the port of Nice to explore our chemistry. I joined him a few minutes later and instantly fell head over heels for this gorgeous, brown-skinned bastard with incredibly sexy style. A handsome, expertly trimmed beard, an athletic body easily discernible by his powerful build, and a virility evident through the gap in a casually open shirt revealing a muscular and deliciously hairy chest. This guy was a real powerhouse, and I really needed this to take a break from the routine of our relationship, which had become too... dull! My excitement was rising. A quick kiss allowed me to discover his masculine scent and the softness of skin delicately tanned by the southern sun, and we naturally engaged in a rather flirtatious discussion. He pointed out the beauty of my black dress, and I whispered that I was wearing it without underwear to air my little pussy, already soaked by our earlier text messages.
Without any embarrassment but with the utmost discretion, the smiling male slid a knowing hand between my thighs, and, hidden by the bistro table, I let them discover the state of my little pussy, from which proof of my desire for him was already flowing. I immediately noticed that the moist warmth of my dilated vagina and my hot cyprine on his fingers had convinced the guy of the urgency of my desire.
Questioning Yann, I explained my scenario to him in more detail. We would wait for him at our place while we began to "get to know each other" so that Yann could see us fooling around.
I explained to Mika that Yann loved feeling cuckolded and dominated by my lovers, and that he dreamed of feeling slightly submissive while accessing my male's cock for caresses. This didn't seem to bother Micka and even gave him an instant erection that he had a hard time hiding in public. Great, finally a virile guy who appreciates cuckolds having access to his cuckolding cock. This promised some unforgettable images.
Embarrassed by the bulge that was deforming his pants, he didn't dare get up and called the waiter to quickly settle the bill, then we got into our respective vehicles to follow each other to the apartment that would become the setting for an epic scene for my cuckold of love.
Thinking back to my cuckold's long-standing desire to surprise me again in the company of a handsome stranger, rather bossy, very virile, and uncompromising, I told myself that this guy had been particularly lucky... and chosen by me to represent the perfect lover, the ideal dominant cuckold, breathtakingly handsome and with an exhilarating intellectuality that perfectly blended perversion and sub...
A meeting was arranged that same afternoon, again by text, to meet the male "in real life."
Micka suggested we have a drink on the terrace of a bar on the port of Nice to explore our chemistry. I joined him a few minutes later and instantly fell head over heels for this gorgeous, brown-skinned bastard with incredibly sexy style. A handsome, expertly trimmed beard, an athletic body easily discernible by his powerful build, and a virility evident through the gap in a casually open shirt revealing a muscular and deliciously hairy chest. This guy was a real powerhouse, and I really needed this to take a break from the routine of our relationship, which had become too... dull! My excitement was rising. A quick kiss allowed me to discover his masculine scent and the softness of skin delicately tanned by the southern sun, and we naturally engaged in a rather flirtatious discussion. He pointed out the beauty of my black dress, and I whispered that I was wearing it without underwear to air my little pussy, already soaked by our earlier text messages.
Without any embarrassment but with the utmost discretion, the smiling male slid a knowing hand between my thighs, and, hidden by the bistro table, I let them discover the state of my little pussy, from which proof of my desire for him was already flowing. I immediately noticed that the moist warmth of my dilated vagina and my hot cyprine on his fingers had convinced the guy of the urgency of my desire.
Questioning Yann, I explained my scenario to him in more detail. We would wait for him at our place while we began to "get to know each other" so that Yann could see us fooling around.
I explained to Mika that Yann loved feeling cuckolded and dominated by my lovers, and that he dreamed of feeling slightly submissive while accessing my male's cock for caresses. This didn't seem to bother Micka and even gave him an instant erection that he had a hard time hiding in public. Great, finally a virile guy who appreciates cuckolds having access to his cuckolding cock. This promised some unforgettable images.
Embarrassed by the bulge that was deforming his pants, he didn't dare get up and called the waiter to quickly settle the bill, then we got into our respective vehicles to follow each other to the apartment that would become the setting for an epic scene for my cuckold of love.
