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I first discovered cuckolding when I was in college. At that time I was just a girl out for a fun time, and if a guy wanted to be my boyfriend, I let him, and took advantage of whatever he had to offer me while continuing to sleep with whoever attracted my attention—mostly manly guys with big cocks, real men with real cocks
My first real cuckold experience was when I was in college. I was with my then boyfriend at the time, a boy who I had been dating for several months. We were at an off-campus party, and everybody was having some drinks. My boyfriend was there, feeling romantic, and he thought it was a good time to tell me that he wanted us to move in together. At first I laughed, thinking it was a joke. When I realized he was serious, I laughed even harder. He wanted to know why, and I told him that I was not ready to settle down, especially with a guy with such inadequate err.. manhood.
You should have seen the look on his face. He had had a clue that his size was —shall we say— somewhat less than average, but he had no idea that women cared about things like that. Well, they do. Women do care whether the guy who’s fucking them has a real cock or one of those little toy peepees. But you knew that, didn’t you? He was speechless, and I was in no mood to baby his insecurities. I saw a guy I’d fucked a few weeks ago, he saw me, and we went upstairs together for some hot, steamy fun. Of course, my boyfriend saw us go up the stairs together, and apparently he was listening at the door while I screamed in pleasure from the thrusts of that huge, rock-hard cock.
We came together, and after a few minutes, he got up, got dressed, and opened the door to leave, knocking over—who else?—my boyfriend, who had been listening in the whole time. He looked so pathetic sitting there on the floor, all we could do was laugh. Then he came inside to talk to me, and told me that if I wanted to have sex with other guys, he understood, and he would not stand in my way. Plus, he still wanted to move in together
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