My Boyfriend Is A Cuckold

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Chris is a cuckold, and we’ve been dating for months. Because of his fetish, I get to live my wildest fantasies. I dress like a slut and he never gets jealous. He loves the way other men look at me. Yesterday, I wore a red fuck-me dress. Everywhere we went I turned heads and it felt good. We made a deal, tonight he would choose the stranger. When I choose a temporary lover, I like variety. I will fuck the rainbow.

Cuckold Chris never changes, he only wants BBC

Nothing gets Chris harder than seeing a big black cock pounding my tight pussy. Chris and I drove around town searching for a big sexy black guy. We drove past a park and saw a large group of black guys. They were playing a late night game of basketball. Chris’s eyes lit up like a kid on Christmas morning. I eyed the group of young black men and one of them stood out from the rest. He was taller and more massive than the rest.

You could see that Chris was nervous about approaching these young black men. But, he wasn’t thinking with his big head, his little head was running the show. I don’t know what Chris said to the tall, chocolate man of my dreams. But he didn’t walk back to the car by himself. My cunt was throbbing and my heart started racing. Scenes of us fucking started flashing in my head. I could see his monster cock swinging in the thin fabric of his basketball shorts. He got in the backseat and the weight of his body moved the car. I was hot and excited. Chris’s cuckold fantasies were feeding my addiction to strange cock. I never wanted our games to end.

I couldn’t contain myself, I hopped into the backseat with the hunk of fresh meat. Chris adjusted the rearview mirror. He wanted the perfect view of my trying my best to suck the largest dick I’d ever seen

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