Wade

@MoreFashion__ Already planning my next World Cup trip with @tach1016man Ready? 😏⚽️

🇦🇷 oder 🇪🇦 Wem habt ihr es mehr gegönnt? #kissingcouple #kiss #football #Spanien #Argentinien #WM #wm2026

@prfectpeach Ready for a tropical getaway? @tach1016man Just the two of us…and whoever we find along the way that we’d like to add 😏🏝️

@ellebrookeuk No better sight than watching my gf @tach1016man take on her bbc dildo. I bet you’d love to share this one with @ellebrookeuk , wouldn’t you, baby? 😏

@tach1016man @TheCuckExper I know a pretty good college town down south for this 😏

@TheCuckExper I have to make up for the college experience I didn’t get back then now…. planning on making up for each second of lost time💦

@tach1016man @VickyVexley I’ve heard Hunting Wives on Netflix is pretty good 😏

@VickyVexley Preference for girl on girl action?? 🤭

any series recommendations with a lot of sex scenes? Asking for a friend 🫣

@tach1016man @69Deepdesires What can I say? More men should get to experience your skills 😏 @tach1016man

@69Deepdesires Glory hole and some bestie fun?!? 🫦💦Count me innnn…..added bonus BBC since my bf is dying to see me gag on one. Any takers???

@tach1016man @HannahCreemz I wouldn’t mind the show 😏

@HannahCreemz The kind of girl I’m trying to play with as my boyfriend watches….💋

😏 🥧

@tach1016man @tonimilkies Noted 😘 Wouldnt be a bad day for much longer 😏

@tonimilkies @WadeM2369…..here is a good example of how you can cheer me up on a bad dayyyyy💦💦

Love is a journey, not a destination. Love stays through the moments of vulnerability, through the moments of feeling at our lowest. Love when times are good is the reward, but love when times are hard and sad is the testament. Seeing your partner hurt is the worst pain one can experience. But it’s also an opportunity to lead them through the fire and guide them to greater happiness. The reason happiness is so special is because of how terrible sadness can be. And true happiness is felt when something is earned in journeying past the hurt. God says to be thankful for every moment, good or bad. But when you have a partner you love entirely, every moment, no matter how bad, becomes a little more bearable because you have love inside you. That’s what my girl has. Love and dedication to her when she feels at her lowest, and when she feels at her best.

A dream for my Megara 🏺pt 4: Pulling you deep into me, I needed to feel us join together and never separate. Our raw bodies, coming together, forever. Brushing your hair to the side, I started to pull you into me, us grinding in complete synchronization as my trembling cock filled you more and more. I was mesmerized. My future was here in front of me, and I was never letting her go. Faster. Faster. Both our faces started to become red. Looking at the love of my life, I put my hand at the base of the back of your head. I pulled you into me, grinding faster, and faster. In between gasps, our faces only millimeters apart, I looked in your eyes and said “You’re my everything. Everything I am, is because of you. Everything I will be, is because of you. My life will belong to you, now and always. Only you hold my heart, and nothing will ever change that. I’m yours forever.” At those words, you felt me start to tighten up, pulsating deep inside you as I finally released all my love for you, filling you up with all my warm cum to the point it started to overflow out of you. It was at that second, you collapsed into my body out of complete exhaustion and pure bliss. Leaning back, I reclined onto the lounger, gently pulling you with me to the side. Your head resting on my chest, with one leg draped over me, I looked down at the most beautiful sight. You. Pulling the love of my life closer to me, I kissed your forehead and held you close, content to stay in that perfect moment under the stars for the rest of our lives.

A dream for my Megara 🏺pt 3: Moving up to you, your beautiful face looked so peaceful, as if ready to fall asleep now that you had been able to release all that had been getting pent up. You said “thank you for taking care of me, babe”. Looking down at you, you saw a look of confusion on my face. “I’m not even remotely done taking care of you, angel. We’ve got a long night ahead of us”. That’s when I saw a big smile come on your face. Grabbing both your arms, I pinned them behind your head as I started to whisper all my thoughts into your ears. “Baby, I want you to know something. You’ve got me in such a chokehold. I hope you’re ready for a lifetime of us, cause I’m not letting you go”. With that, I flipped you around, each of us taking the last of each other’s clothes off as we started to 69. Nobody gives head like you do. But simultaneously, nobody has ever eaten you out the way I do as well. I was starting to get so turned on, feeling you go deeper on me as I tasted you. Your perfect thick ass in my face, I pulled it into me, rimming it as you engulfed my entire face. Fuck…that was it. The moment had reached where I couldn’t wait any longer. Placing you back on your back, I leaned over you, firmly holding both your hands above your head as our bodies were about to become one. So hard, I placed my throbbing cock right on the edge of your pussy. Looking deep in your beautiful starlit eyes, I slowly slid into you, looking at you gasp as you took my bare cock inside you. Gently, yet firmly, I started to fuck you, driving deeper and harder with each thrust. You looked up at me as I smirked down at you, your hands gripping my forearms, veins bulging from my racing blood. Picking you up, I carried you to the gazebo wall. I started to fuck you deeply and aggressively at this point. The gazebo started to sway and shake. It didn’t matter as I could hear you gasping and tightening around me. I kept that same pace, you leaning into me as I had you folded against the wall. You gasped, “I’m…cumming…fuck…I’m...don’t stop…I’m begging you…”. At that last gasp, the gazebo wall gave in a little, cracking, as you simultaneously squealed into the night, cumming all over me once again. Not letting you get a single moment of rest, I knew we had to take advantage of the Greek paradise. Picking you up again, I placed you down gently on your stomach, overlooking the water. Kissing you all over, I commanded you to get on all fours. It was time for my girl to get nasty for me. Taking a handful of hair from the base of your head with one hand, and the other around your throat, I pulled your head back gently and whispered, “I’m about to ruin you”. It was at that second, we both knew the night it was going to be. Sliding into you slowly at first, within a minute, I was driving into you so deeply. Harder and faster, faster and harder. You were so red. Taking my free hand, I slapped your ass, watching it ripple along my handprint. Again. And again. Until I knew there would be a print for the whole beach to see tomorrow as my babygirl walked along it in a tiny bikini. But for now, it was just about you and me. I knew I was reaching the point where I couldn’t hold out any longer. Picking you up, I sat up on the edge of the lounger, with you straddling me as I slid back into you. Looking in your eyes, I knew this was what my life was leading towards…You. I had spent my whole life waiting for perfection to show up, and after 30 years of a life, I finally had her.

A dream for my Megara 🏺pt 2: pulling you into me, taking your ass in one of my hands while I leaned down to gently bite and suck your ear, my other hand on your throat. I couldn’t help it, I wanted you more than air. I didn’t care who saw us. You felt likewise and started to grope me over my pants. Feeling me get harder, the alcohol had taken away all inhibition; you dropped to your knees in the middle of the deserted alley, looked up at me, winked, and took my cock into your mouth. For a few minutes, you choked and gagged, making a sloppy mess, hoping nobody would walk down the street, but simultaneously thinking that someone should see the performance you were putting on. You could feel my cock starting to tense. Looking down at you, I knew I wanted to save the best for last. So before I could finish, I pulled you up and told you “not here, baby. Let’s get you home so I can take proper care of you”. We made our way back to the villa. Opening the door for you, I whispered in your ear to meet me on the patio by the pool while I make us some drinks. Watching you walk off, I couldn’t help but stare at the best set of legs I’d ever seen. Making you one of your favorite drinks, I walked outside to a pleasant surprise…you had changed. My eyes darted up and down, side to side, mesmerized. I didn’t know what would happen tomorrow, or day after, but for that moment, I was the world’s happiest man. Lying on your side on one of the loungers, you had put on a tall pair of heels, and all blue lingerie. I could feel myself starting to heat up without you even having laid a finger on me. You looked at at me and got on your hands and knees, and started to crawl to me. When you reached me, you stood up, looked me up and down, and pushed me down on a lounger. Now, looking down at me, you said “time for a show that nobody else can see”. With that, you turned on some music and started to give me a lap dance. Minutes of heaven passed, me running my hands all over you, thanking God for giving me the most perfect girl to call mine. After a few more minutes, I couldn’t handle it anymore. Standing up, I firmly pulled you into me, growling in your ear, “my turn, sweetie”. Picking you up, I carried you to the lounger nearest the end of our patio. Overlooking the ocean, I placed you on your back. Both of us fitting on the lounger, I started to kiss your legs. Starting with your ankles, slowly moving up your calves and thighs. Reaching the middle, I got up close, but didn’t kiss. I wanted to take all my senses in, starting with smell. God, you smelled incredible. Having gotten turned on throughout the night, I could already see you soaking through your lingerie. Breathing in, the perfect scent of your body drove me to chills. I knew I needed you that second. Moving your thong to the side, I looked up at you, and back down at the most delicious pussy I’d ever seen. Taking my tongue, I slowly started to lick around you. First your ankles, then calves, inner thighs, until I reached what I had been craving. First starting on the left lip, then right, gently kissing, moving so slowly until I reached your already swollen clit. Looking up at you, I whispered “someone’s already excited, huh?” You just looked at me, holding one of my hands and nodded, so distracted by my kissing. That was my signal. Scooping both my hands under your waist, I pulled you into my mouth, taking your clit against my tongue as I started to suck on it. Placing one finger inside you, then two, I started rhythmically fingering your g-spot while continuing to suck your growing clit, while playing with your nipples with the other hand. Minutes went by, and then I felt you starting to tighten around me. Your moans getting louder, your hips digging into the lounger, your legs tightening and quivering, you finally released, cumming all over me.

A dream for my Megara 🏺 Pt 1: The dream started with us on vacation. I took you to Greece as your Birthday present, and during this dream, we were in Mykonos. I wanted to make sure you had the full Greek experience, so I booked us a villa on the mountainside overlooking the ocean. It was all ours for those few days. In it, was a kitchen, living room, bedroom with ocean view, and then a big outdoor space that you could walk out to from any part of the villa. Beach chairs, outdoor shower, and an infinity pool with a view of the water. We had neighbors, but nobody could see us…just hear us. So, we got checked in, spent the day exploring, and I told you that I wanted to take you on a date night. So we went back a bit early, got showered, dressed, and went on our way. I was dressed in tan linen beach pants, a light moss-green linen button down with the sleeves rolled up. You were in a very short white sundress with a deep and revealing neckline, and H-band Oran sandals. You looked more beautiful than ever. So, with that, I took you by the hand and led you to the first part of our date. We walked through the winding, worn-out stone alley’s, occasionally peaking in to the little shops along the way. I bought you a white-gold necklace with small pieces of blue opal etched into it, which you can only find at Greek beaches. Eventually, we walked up to the restaurant I had made us reservations for. It was a seaside restaurant with a table for us right at the very edge of the seawall and ocean. I couldn’t stop staring at you. Something about the dusk light on you made me fall that much more for you. We finished up dinner and I told you that we had to hurry a little to get to our next place. So, we stopped by a shop, bought a bottle of wine, walked to the beach, where I scooped you up, carried you over to a blanket, where I placed you down and sat next to you. Sharing the wine, we got a bit drunker as the minutes passed and sun reached the point where it was sitting right along the ocean line. I looked over at you and felt something I had never felt before. I took your hand, looking you in the eyes and told you, “I hope you know that there is nobody in the world that I would rather have by my side right now”. Leaning in, I looked at your lips, back at your eyes, and back at your lips. I needed to taste them. Not caring who else was around, I pulled you in and took your body against mine, brushing your hair to the side as I looked in your beautiful brown eyes, and finally, tasting your delicious lips. Slowly at first, then faster. I had no choice but to pull away before taking things too far. So, I gave you a smirk, and told you to follow me. So, you’ve gotta know, Mykonos is a party island. Nonstop. Doesn’t matter where you look, past dusk, there’s a party going on. So, when in Rome lol. I took your hand and had you follow me to the top of a mountain. We eventually made it to a big white stone cathedral, only, it was humming. I pushed the doors open, pulled you in, and it was a club with the back rooftop patio overlooking the ocean. By this point, we’re already a bit drunk, but decide to go all in. For the next couple hours, we dance and drink, occasionally taking breaks to go out on the balcony so I can kiss you a bit more privately. But secretly, you love people watching us on the dance floor. People watching you grind your fit Latina ass against me, knowing that you’re making my cock grow like nobody else can. But there reaches a point where I turn you around and pull you into me. I see the look in your eyes and know it’s time to take my angel home and take good care of her. Leaving the club, we start making our way back through the alleys, occasionally running into other drunk couples making their way back home. Walking down one, a strong gust of wind hit us, and your perfume waved into me. Smelling the ocean off of you ignited something feral in me that second. I turned around, looked around, and pushed you against a wall,

One thing they don’t prepare you for when falling in love for the first time; when falling in love with the love of your life. Every night you close your eyes, she’s the last thing you see before falling asleep. Every morning you wake up, she’s the first thing you see. Every morning when you wake up and your cock is already throbbing with pre-cum leaking down your shaft, it’s because of her. Every morning when you see the sun, or that it’s a beautiful day, your first thought is that even with all the beauty that life offers, they pale in comparison to the sound of her voice, the sparkle in her eye when she laughs, the way she holds your hand. She’s your daily reminder that God is not only in the heavens, but on earth too. Sometimes the proof of God isn’t in seeing him, it’s seeing what was created by him, and she is that proof to me. She is that angel. They say distance makes the heart grow fonder. But what they don’t tell you is that distance also makes the heart chip and weather away. Whenever I spend a moment, or moments, without her, I feel like I’m living on an another planet. As if, the oxygen here on earth isn’t compatible with my lungs. As if, all of a sudden, the hierarchy of human needs comes crumbling down because I don’t have my foundation for what everything else is built off of: her. Loving your person is the most beautiful feeling in the world. When it’s there, it’s all you can think about. But when it’s not, it becomes the one thing you pray to never live without for another second. It is the ultimate cleansing palette. It wipes away all other problems and trivialities and says “look, all that matters is each other, never forget that again”. Love is everything to me, because SHE is everything to me. Love is what makes my world bright. Love is the responsibility we bear for choosing to give our hearts to someone else. Everything that Love is, She is. And She is everything to me.

Woke up in such a feral mood today. Thinking of so many taboo things I want to do with my girl, but at the top of the list this morning is wishing I were in this position, having her fill me up and fuck me in a way she hasn’t had the chance to before. Dreaming of her stretching my ass while she fucks me with her large cock. Whispering all her dirty wants into my ear as she slides in and out, making my cock drip with pre-cum. Pulling out occasionally to eat my ass and lick me up before shoving herself back in me. Hearing me moan and grunt as she drills me while also stroking my cock rhythmically until I can’t handle it anymore and she’s able to make me experience my first prostate orgasm while I simultaneously explode, shooting the longest and thickest load out of my thick cock, veins popping and throbbing, all due to my girl giving me an experience that only she can.

One of the best feelings is taking my girl out on a high-class date and telling her to find the sluttiest outfit she can find and wear it for me. Walking around and seeing all the men ogle at her while their wives stare at her with jealousy. I know my girl enjoys the attention to. But at the end of the day, the best part is knowing she belongs to me, and watching the faces of everyone else as they realize she’s taken and not going anywhere. Sure, she might get to have fun little excursions if she’s an obedient slut for me and can persuade me to let her misbehave for a little bit occasionally, but knowing full well that she belongs to me, and I to her.

One of my favorite progressions in our relationship has been the evolution of my girl wanting to explore her bisexual fantasies. What started as the smallest sliver of curiosity has turned into a full-fledged obsession, and I couldn’t be more supportive of it. I remember her admitting a tiny hint of inquisitiveness at the thought of interacting with a woman, and I immediately could sense that there was a fire within her. Maybe a fire she herself had never even thought to explore. So, over time, while gently encouraging her to love all aspects of herself, I’ve seen her bloom in not only her sexuality, but also her freeness and lack of inhibition to dive into the deepest carnal desires of her mind. And that’s what a relationship is all about. Supporting your partner to fully be themselves without a shred of unhealthy jealousy or insecurity. Being confident that lifting your partner up is also lifting the relationship up. I LOVE hearing my girl tell me all about her lesbian desires. About how she wants to feel the sensual touch of a woman in between her legs, softly touching her skin, grazing her inner thighs with her warm tongue. Eventually reaching the hidden dream of what she’s craved for so long, in feeling the woman’s warm tongue slowly glide along her pussy, tenderly sucking on her clit, bringing her all the pleasure that only a woman knows how to create. Starting off slow and passionate, but eventually reaching the point of no-return and fully enveloping in the once-forbidden lesbian fantasy she’s dreamt of. Having a beautiful woman feast on her clit, running her hands all over her body, before moving up to her mouth and sensually tasting one another’s lips, whispering words of eroticism to one another under hushed gasps. Intertwining and finally understanding the pleasure that can only come from being with another woman. To know the divine euphoria that comes from releasing all the energy inside to the sacred touch of a beautiful woman and feeling your body convulse as you cum to their warm caress. I want all this for my bride-to-be. I want to continue to enable and bring to life every fantasy of hers and create new ones along the way. I want to make all her dreams come true. As long as it’s with her. That’s all that matters to me and all that ever will.

One of my all-time favorite sex moments was fucking my girl on the balcony of our suite at the Cosmopolitan. Overlooking the whole Strip at night, and without a doubt, the best view was the woman in front of me. I’ll never forget, she had on one of my favorite all-black one piece lingerie sets and platform heels. Her ass looked so delicious. For some reason, she was a little self-conscious that night, but if she had been able to see herself through my eyes, she would’ve seen the most beautiful creature to ever exist. I remember, we went outside, and she started to give me head on the balcony while she sat in one of the chairs. The way she gagged on my cock and looked up at me with those devilish angel eyes while her pretty lips ran up and down my shaft. Eventually we moved to the long couch on the balcony and had to try our best to be quiet, to which we failed miserably. I couldn’t help myself. I wanted her SO fucking badly that night, and fucking her in front of so many wandering eyes of nearby balconies just made it that much hotter since I love when my girl shows herself off. Even though we had just a small taste of Vegas, it got us both so excited for all the filthy fun to come when we make all of our return trips together. But, this time, as husband and wife.

I’ll always stand by the fact that sex gets better as time goes on with the right person. I just know my girl and I are going to be even more inseparable 10 years into our marriage.