1. Lithuanian Wife and Cock Slut in London


    Date: 10/15/2016, Categories: Cuckold, Author: edlangston, Source: LushStories

    The blended cultures and people where I live, about eight miles southeast of London, are very different than those of the small city outside of Vilnius, Lithuania where I was born and raised. The vast majority of people in Lithuania are the progeny of ancient Caucasian tribes, while the London metropolitan area has a mix of people and cultures from all over the world. My name is Isabel, and I moved to London when I was twenty years old. That’s where I met my Portuguese husband Pedro, and we have a wonderful life here with our two children. This story primarily describes the events since I moved to London. Though, I will first share the experiences from my life in Lithuania that helped to shape my hunger for sex and desire to be treated like a cheap whore. I was raised in a happy, working-class family where my mother and father both worked long hours to support us. My older brother and I studied hard and did well in school, despite having minimal parental supervision. I have an outgoing personality and was always considered to be a pretty girl, with long, blonde hair and blue eyes. That helped me have a positive attitude on life. At the beginning of the last two years of my basic education, which is roughly equivalent to the junior year of high school in the United States, I reached the age of consent which is sixteen years old. It was about that time that my body became fully developed into the curvy woman that I am today. My breasts grew to a firm and full 36D and my ass ...
    swelled seductively below my thin waist. So at five feet and seven inches tall, and weighing one hundred and twenty-three pounds, I had become very attractive to men. Very few of the girls, or even women, in our area had luscious bodies like mine. I started to experience a new kind of attention from some of the neighborhood men who were about my father’s age of forty, and who I had known for most of my life. They were very complimentary of me, always telling me what a beautiful girl I was. Over the ensuing months I came to enjoy their comments, and the tingly feelings I got by having those handsome and mature men giving me so much attention. I was just starting to comprehend the power that my voluptuous body had over men. One of our close neighbors named Darijus worked an early shift and was almost always at his home when I got home from school each day. My brother Vilhelmas played sports and came home much later than I did. One day I had just gotten home from school, when Darijus came to my door with a bottle of mead in his hand. For those of you who don’t know, mead is a strong Lithuanian wine. He asked if my father and mother were home, and acted disappointed when I told him that they weren’t. Darijus is one of the men who had been flirting with me the most, and I knew that he knew that my parents would not be home for several more hours. He said that he was there to share the mead with my parents and invited himself in to share it with me. My parents had never let Vilhelmas ...
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