Where did your fetish start? Here's mine...
My ex was fat. I married her because she came from money. Wealth like you read about. 15 years I fucked that fat bitch. Faithful too. I quashed advances from other women because I knew where my bread was buttered. Understand I have a career and I am successful, but her family money meant we had almost everything we could ever ask for. Horses, Land Rovers, Rolex watches, vacations. All i had to do was fuck a fat girl and I was set for life. I was pretty happy. When I say fat I mean fat. Not large boned, fat. 5' 3 and 320. Fat. Spent the first few years as her yes man. Anything she wanted to do I said yes. Never wanted those damned horses. They are pretty but you can't go on vacation without an employee to care for them. (There is sex in this article I swear.)
Divorced, Money gone, I moved into an apartment. It was upstairs in the back with a balcony. The first day I was there, Mazda sipped up beside my Defender and an athletic blonde 5'2 bounced out of the car. Today the MMA fighter Felice Herrig looks a lot like her. Her shoulders were very well defined, Her abbs... holly shit her abs. She was in gym clothes with a towel. She smelled so fucking good. I instantly wanted to fuck her. "Movin' in?" her smile beamed and her nipples were hard through the sports bra. "Hey. Yeah. I'm upstairs out back." I smiled. "Well we are neighbors. I am upstairs out front. I'm Meredith." (Not her real name) The stairs to my place were the stairs to her place. We shared a terrace. Hot fucking damn. She was flirty and alive. Just coming out of a divorce it made me stick my fucking chest out. The interaction only lasted a few minutes and I forget everything we said, but she said she was getting ready to go out and I remember mentioning the possibility of a drink which she said yes to. Her smell lingered as she walked away and I had that moment every man going though a break up needs. I attracted the attention of a woman I did not think I could get. Here's the bit that twisted my noodle. Next morning I open my door and find a gift bag with a bottle of wine and a card "Welcome to the neighborhood" and her number. No shit.
Now why did put all that boring ass shit on Xhamster when I normally write about threesomes? She and I began dating. Then one day she takes an 8 x 10 photo off the wall and puts it on the table. She dumps white powder on the glass... That was how she introduced me to coke. We were day drinking and start talking about strip clubs. Then we start to go to strip clubs. It was hot seeing how other guys reacted to her. I liked watching her flirt. Then we brought a guy home from the club and he and I fucked her. I liked how her pussy felt after someone else had fucked her and cum in her. I liked fucking creampies into churned cum butter. Then we met other couples. One was a stripper in Greensboro who had graduated from Liberty University, Jerry Falwell's college in Western NC. We got together with them, then he alone came back for a threesome. I emailed her and she didn't know he had. I used her anger to leverage her into fucking two other guys with me one afternoon. I will write about it. It was hot.
Back to Meredith. I liked watching her make other guys cum. It was hot. It was like watching porn and then joining. We did coke and fucked like porn stars. She was the rocket slut I always dreamt of. Polar opposite of my ex. We moved in together. I would come home and she was fucking guys. I would just join in. It was the medicine for getting over my ex. Candle burned bright at both ends and eventually the relationship fell apart. We did it though. Fucked her with two strangers at the opening night of the Green Street bar in Greensboro, NC. d**gs and sex. Fucked her with my boss at a golf resort his band played at. Got mad that she fucked my other boss in the bathroom because I couldn't stand that fucker. Happy though his wife found out and left him. Yeah my slutty girlfriend helped end my shitty boss's marriage. Lol. He and his wife were kicked out of the hotel after he busted out the window of the room. Dumb fucker.
Relationships like this don't ever end well and ours didn't either. I have moved out and she was seeing someone new. There was an intense encounter which he still has scars from the stitches. I have not seen her since.
This relationship spawned a fetish for group sex and creampies in me. It has been a twisted part o my love life I have explored in depth and written about here. She was amazing. It crashed and burned at the end and I am not sure how i would react if I ever encountered her again, but she twisted my sex into the shit you read about here. Thanks Meredith. La ya.
Where did your fetish start?
Divorced, Money gone, I moved into an apartment. It was upstairs in the back with a balcony. The first day I was there, Mazda sipped up beside my Defender and an athletic blonde 5'2 bounced out of the car. Today the MMA fighter Felice Herrig looks a lot like her. Her shoulders were very well defined, Her abbs... holly shit her abs. She was in gym clothes with a towel. She smelled so fucking good. I instantly wanted to fuck her. "Movin' in?" her smile beamed and her nipples were hard through the sports bra. "Hey. Yeah. I'm upstairs out back." I smiled. "Well we are neighbors. I am upstairs out front. I'm Meredith." (Not her real name) The stairs to my place were the stairs to her place. We shared a terrace. Hot fucking damn. She was flirty and alive. Just coming out of a divorce it made me stick my fucking chest out. The interaction only lasted a few minutes and I forget everything we said, but she said she was getting ready to go out and I remember mentioning the possibility of a drink which she said yes to. Her smell lingered as she walked away and I had that moment every man going though a break up needs. I attracted the attention of a woman I did not think I could get. Here's the bit that twisted my noodle. Next morning I open my door and find a gift bag with a bottle of wine and a card "Welcome to the neighborhood" and her number. No shit.
Now why did put all that boring ass shit on Xhamster when I normally write about threesomes? She and I began dating. Then one day she takes an 8 x 10 photo off the wall and puts it on the table. She dumps white powder on the glass... That was how she introduced me to coke. We were day drinking and start talking about strip clubs. Then we start to go to strip clubs. It was hot seeing how other guys reacted to her. I liked watching her flirt. Then we brought a guy home from the club and he and I fucked her. I liked how her pussy felt after someone else had fucked her and cum in her. I liked fucking creampies into churned cum butter. Then we met other couples. One was a stripper in Greensboro who had graduated from Liberty University, Jerry Falwell's college in Western NC. We got together with them, then he alone came back for a threesome. I emailed her and she didn't know he had. I used her anger to leverage her into fucking two other guys with me one afternoon. I will write about it. It was hot.
Back to Meredith. I liked watching her make other guys cum. It was hot. It was like watching porn and then joining. We did coke and fucked like porn stars. She was the rocket slut I always dreamt of. Polar opposite of my ex. We moved in together. I would come home and she was fucking guys. I would just join in. It was the medicine for getting over my ex. Candle burned bright at both ends and eventually the relationship fell apart. We did it though. Fucked her with two strangers at the opening night of the Green Street bar in Greensboro, NC. d**gs and sex. Fucked her with my boss at a golf resort his band played at. Got mad that she fucked my other boss in the bathroom because I couldn't stand that fucker. Happy though his wife found out and left him. Yeah my slutty girlfriend helped end my shitty boss's marriage. Lol. He and his wife were kicked out of the hotel after he busted out the window of the room. Dumb fucker.
Relationships like this don't ever end well and ours didn't either. I have moved out and she was seeing someone new. There was an intense encounter which he still has scars from the stitches. I have not seen her since.
This relationship spawned a fetish for group sex and creampies in me. It has been a twisted part o my love life I have explored in depth and written about here. She was amazing. It crashed and burned at the end and I am not sure how i would react if I ever encountered her again, but she twisted my sex into the shit you read about here. Thanks Meredith. La ya.
Where did your fetish start?
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