Bi-Sexual Male / 75+
Loved And Missed
So I fell in love with this truly well stacked just legal age beautiful virgin. Being strictly raised to believe that only bad girls had sex before that got married. That was the only negative as far as I myself was concerned - a know it all, hormone fuelled, notches on my cock teenager. It took me some 5 months before I was finally able to get her knickers down and my cock deep in her tight c**t. Just short of my ditching her as a hopeless case and not worth all my efforts I finally got to fuck her as she was meant to be fucked but not before I’d promised to marry her someday!
She was indeed a fantastic fuck and quickly learned how to pleasure and please me whilst at the same time experience massive body shattering multiple orgasms.
After some months she had me where she wanted and as we sat in my car she calmly told me that she loved me but she needed to explore her sexuality with other lovers!
I had two choices
1 This was her preferred option
Accept that she went on other dates that would simply be sex and not love like our own
2. Be unable to accept her needs and we’d simply break off our engagement and hope that we’d still remain friends.
Now remember I was a red blooded teenage youth and here I was, not enraged and angry but instead my cock was hard and massively erect! Just what was up with me?
My fiancée straight away saw my erection and kissing me said she already had a date and she come see me after her date (fuck) and calmly walked away.
It turned out that I already knew her date as I’d met him at an office function. Her choice confused me as he was the same age as our own fathers. He was married and three children, all grown and themselves married!
That evening I sat waiting with the hardest cock I’d ever known but I steadfastly refused to give in have a wank as I felt a need to somehow be ready when my fiancée returned.
A short time later I heard a car pull up, a door slam and the car pull away. Right then in walked my fiancée but did she look different! Her hair, her makeup, her dress all a mess and I couldn’t resist taking her in my arms and kissing her as if our lives depended upon it. The kiss was different, the taste was of cum, her breath was of cum and her tits - braless covered in hickeys, her nipples red and swollen still aroused and I was overcome with joy. My fiancée had just been fucked by a work colleague as old as our our own fathers and I was ecstatic with joy that she had been so well pleasured! Then we made love a love that knew no bounds a love that we would share for the rest of our lives.
Now I knit hat I had an incessant a scorching hot wife that I was so proud I felt like shouting it out so the world could share in our joy.
She was indeed a fantastic fuck and quickly learned how to pleasure and please me whilst at the same time experience massive body shattering multiple orgasms.
After some months she had me where she wanted and as we sat in my car she calmly told me that she loved me but she needed to explore her sexuality with other lovers!
I had two choices
1 This was her preferred option
Accept that she went on other dates that would simply be sex and not love like our own
2. Be unable to accept her needs and we’d simply break off our engagement and hope that we’d still remain friends.
Now remember I was a red blooded teenage youth and here I was, not enraged and angry but instead my cock was hard and massively erect! Just what was up with me?
My fiancée straight away saw my erection and kissing me said she already had a date and she come see me after her date (fuck) and calmly walked away.
It turned out that I already knew her date as I’d met him at an office function. Her choice confused me as he was the same age as our own fathers. He was married and three children, all grown and themselves married!
That evening I sat waiting with the hardest cock I’d ever known but I steadfastly refused to give in have a wank as I felt a need to somehow be ready when my fiancée returned.
A short time later I heard a car pull up, a door slam and the car pull away. Right then in walked my fiancée but did she look different! Her hair, her makeup, her dress all a mess and I couldn’t resist taking her in my arms and kissing her as if our lives depended upon it. The kiss was different, the taste was of cum, her breath was of cum and her tits - braless covered in hickeys, her nipples red and swollen still aroused and I was overcome with joy. My fiancée had just been fucked by a work colleague as old as our our own fathers and I was ecstatic with joy that she had been so well pleasured! Then we made love a love that knew no bounds a love that we would share for the rest of our lives.
Now I knit hat I had an incessant a scorching hot wife that I was so proud I felt like shouting it out so the world could share in our joy.
