She continued to rub the club against my ass. Then moved her hand gently to my ass and left her hand there resting on it. Then slowly moved the club down towards my clit and started rubbing it back and forth gently, then started rubbing my ass with her hand. She asked me if I liked that? "Yes!" As I let out this moan. She then spanked my ass with her hand that had been resting on it. Continuing to rub the club all in the right places over my now wet and excited pussy. Getting even more excited by knowing you were there taking it all in. She then had moved her hands up to my breasts and started rubbing my nipples as they hardened with the touch. Oh, my, what a experience of pleasure and delight and a bit ashamed for liking it, at the same time. I never had done this before let alone with another woman.
She then told me to stay put. Walked over to you and said I will remove the cuffs from you but one hand shall remained cuffed to the door. She then proceeded to let you go only to keep you still in place but with one free hand. She slowly then grabbed your cock into her hand and gave it a slight squeeze. Then she came back to me and started the process of discovering whether or not I had anything hidden in sealed compartments.
With your one hand free you started stroking your cock because the sight of this was turning you so much. I turned my head slightly so that I could see you to the side. This let out another moan of delight knowing both of us were not in control of our situation. And too, how much each of us were enjoying this twist of an evening. I was getting aroused by the second at this point. She then stopped and told me to turn around. I did as she said. She told me to get on my knees. As I situated myself onto my knees she herself removed her pants and unbuttoned her blouse. She had no panties on what so ever.
Her breasts being exposed to the slight light of the evening moon, showed her nipples standing erectly. She then took my face and shoved it into her pussy. With you still watching and stroking your cock, I was getting off on the euphoria of it all. I could have came at a moments notice at this point.
My first taste of pussy, was beautiful. Sucking on her clit and licking up her juices got me just as excited as when I suck your cock. That place of pleasuring is like a hunger for me. Wanting more of it to satisfy my own wants of mystical ecstasy. I continued to lick her and probe deep into her pussy with my tongue as she held my head in place. Could even feel her gasps and moans of intense pleasure as she herself was getting off on this. You by this time was ooozing out that nice tasty pre cum that is so wonderful to lick up. She then pushed my face off of her pussy and said, we are not finished here yet. He is still under the influence so we must pass some more time away. She then removed your hand cuffs and told you to come over to the car. She herself leaned against the car with me facing her and had me bend over to with my face at her pussy. You behind me so that your cock could drive in and out of me. We started this procession of intense fucking and eating pussy that had all of us filling the air with our sounds of lust as the smell of our own sexual scents excreting out into the warm summer night. My lips pressed against her pussy and again sucking on her clit and licking up her juices with your cock hard and erected going in and out of my wet pussy, I was the first to cum. I moaned loudly not having any control of touching or grabbing onto anyone as I my wet juices oozed out all over your cock and down my sides of my legs. She let out a moan just as loudly as she came into my mouth so that I could taste the sweet wet pussy juice that she ejected from her deep inner self. You pulled out at that moment. Watching us both showing deep satisfaction that came from our expressions and our satisfied bodies. You knew what you wanted. And soon it would be your turn.
She then un cuffed me, after gathering up our senses. Said, I believe it is time for you and I to show this man here what he wants and so deserves. She grabbed a hold of you and lightly pushed you in a position to where you leaned up against the car. She sat her backside up against your still hard throbbing cock. Sticking her, still we pussy onto your cock and rubbing herself up against you. She proceeded to press her hard wet clit with more intense pressure against your cock. She then asked me to kneel down facing the both of you, as she continued to ride you. Her breasts slowly moving with the motion, your hands reached up to them as you rubbed her nipples. I could see by the moonlight how your cock was going in and out of her pussy that it excited me all over again. I put my face near her pussy as I could feel every so often your cock brush up against my lips. Mmmm, that being that close to it was so exciting. I could hear your own moans as my lips would touch your cock every so often. You then pulled your cock out of her pussy and thrust it into my mouth. Letting my mouth get a taste of that nice hard cock of yours that was soaked up by her wet juices and your own pre cum. Thrusting it in and out of my mouth for a moment. She then stopped you again. Stay put she said. She then kneeled down with me and we together proceeded to suck your cock. Taking turns with our mouths sucking you off and licking and stroking your cock with our tongues and mouths together in unison. This took it's toll on you and you let out your manliness tasting cum onto our mouths. You came all over her and my lips and face and then it slowly started running down to our breasts and nipples. I slowly turned to her and let my mouth go onto her breasts as I licked up your cum off her nipples.
We all stood there for a moment enjoying the intense pleasure that we created as a threesome. Not over the sexual appetite that we all still wanted to share more of either. We have more time on our hands to venture off on some more play she said. Your still not quite ready to leave yet, she advised you.
A sexual unity of play is exciting in it's own. I wanted to watch you on your own to fuck her. Watch you intensely as your hard cock would go in and out of her mouth and her wet pussy. Watching your expressions as I myself play with my own pussy. Rub my bodies over the two of you as you fill yourselves up. Mmmm.
When we left that evening both had our fantasy filled and our bodies and mind filled. I asked you as you drove me home, if we should ever beat that one?
Be fun to try!
The End.
The Night You Were First Cuckolded
So, the night has finally arrived. You have spent weeks, maybe months preparing for this moment. Long discussions with your wife expressing your feelings; hours of reassuring talks before finally drawing up the rules and boundaries. The selection process using adult dating sites, emails, chats and telephone calls with prospective 'Bulls' has also now been completed. It was meeting time now.
Perhaps you first met him over drinks in a neutral location and realised that there was chemistry there, especially for your wife. She feels comfortable with him and you are very excited at the prospects of their coupling. Maybe you have had a further meeting, this time in your own home. Perhaps there have been things to clarify; things to settle in your own minds before making that life changing decision.
With the meeting over and the 'Bull' gone you sit down to have that final discussion. After which there will be no going back; no more hesitating; no more dithering, the fantasising is over, it's time to do it now. You are already sure; you know what you want; you know what you have always wanted. You want to see another man making love to your wife; not just any man but a special male. A male with more sexual experience than you; one who is better endowed than you where it matters; one who is going to give your wife an experience that she will never forget and one that will mean that your marriage will change forever. Never again will the vow of fidelity be a part of your marriage because you are about to release your wife from that promise. Finally, your wife turns to you and tells you she wants him. "Yes, I want to go ahead and do it." She says.
You are excited and yet you are hurt; you are jealous. She is telling you that she wants another man; she wants to replace you in her bed with another male. Nervous, yet excited, you take the phone from her outstretched hand. "Phone him and tell him that I want to see him on Friday night. Dinner somewhere first. I will leave you to make the arrangements." She orders.
Now, not just feeling jealous and sick in the pit of your stomach
you feel humiliated. You have to tell another man that your wife wants him. You can hear the excitement in his voice and you know that he will probably have a huge erection now at the thought of having her. Of course, you will have seen him looking at her during the meetings. You will have observed his sly looks as she sits down; as she gets up; as she walks away. You're a man too so you know the things to look for; the nice rounded bottom that will support your heavy pounding during fucking; the firm breasts that will respond to your touch and of course her thighs. Her every movement will draw your attention; draw on the hope that you will get a glimpse of what lies between her legs.
So the night has finally arrived. You may be one of those cuckolded husbands who likes to help your wife dress for her date with her lover. Perhaps you have even bought her underwear especially for the occasion. Stockings and suspenders; which are always a must. A bra and panty set that is both lacy and see-through. Of course, you will also have helped her bathe and it goes without saying that you will have shaved her. You will want him to see her full features; you don't want any pubic hair spoiling his viewing pleasure do you? And of course you don't want him having to encounter a forest of hair when giving her pleasure with his tongue do you?
So the night has finally arrived. He arrives and you greet him at the door. While your wife finishes dressing you invite him into your lounge and give him a drink to help him relax. The taxi is already booked and as you hear your wife coming down the stairs you take out your wallet and from it thrust a wad of notes into his hand. "Please take this and have dinner on me." You tell him, in obedience to your wife's humiliating instruction.
As your wife makes entrance in all her finery you see his excitement and surprise at how she looks. You watch how she goes over to him and kisses him fully on the lips. It's not a long one; not even a passionate one but her lips met his. You know that it was a kiss that says "I am yours for the night."
So the night has arrived. The taxi arrives and as they walk past you hand in hand she kisses you on the cheek. A brotherly, fatherly type of kiss; a kiss that tells you exactly where you are in her priorities for the evening, and it will bother you. Throughout the evening you will be thinking about that kiss; thinking about them having dinner together; talking; sharing; getting to know each other better; getting more intimate.
You, of course, know what it is like. You have been through it all before with her. You remember dinners like that; romantic meals together. You will remember sitting there with your erection uncomfortably filling your trousers. Wanting to get her home; wanting to get her alone. Wanting to kiss her; wanting to touch her; wanting to slide your hand up her skirt; wanting to feel that warm flesh above her stocking tops; wanting to feel even warmer flesh between her thighs. Damp, moist flesh that awaits your cock.
You also know what will be going through her mind as well. You have experienced it with her. She enjoyed the toying and the teasing; keeping you at the height of passion for a long as possible. Yes, she looked forward to a kiss too; she looked forward to feeling your eager fingers exploring her. She would part her legs and allow you access; part her legs offering herself to you. She too wanted to touch you and she did. Reaching down with her eager fingers to touch your bulge; eager fingers that would stroke; eager fingers that would claw at your zipper; eager fingers that would be your release.
You watched as she lowered herself onto her knees; you watched as your cock sprang from your pants into her awaiting hand; a hand warm and inviting; a hand that would guide you to her awaiting lips. For a few minutes you would close your eyes and stroke her hair as she sucked you; hot, gripping lips that wanted to draw your orgasm from you in the most pleasurable way possible. But she wouldn't let you have release in her mouth; she wanted you inside her; she wanted you to release yourself deep inside her womb and she would say so. As she pulled away she would rise and kiss you "Take me to bed and fuck me." She would tell you, and as you lick the saltiness of your precum from your lips you would lead the way, and what started with a kiss will end with a kiss.
So the night has arrived and after waiting alone with the television on but with the sound turned down, torn apart by the thoughts that have been running through you head for the last couple of hours, you hear their taxi pulling up outside. Your heart leaps. You can hear their voices outside; hear their footsteps coming up the drive, they have arrived home. Leaping to your feet you rush to the window and see them. They won't be walking hand in hand in case the neighbours are looking but they look like a couple; you know that and they know that. They are a couple and they have come home to couple; couple in the bed that up until now was your sole right and domain.
You are there in the hallway as the front door closes behind them and then comes that kiss again. They stand there kissing; lips glued together; her hands on his shoulders and his around the small of her waist. It is no quick kiss this time; they stay with their lips joined.
Unaware of your presence and oblivious to everything around them they are lost in the moment. "Who is this woman?" you ask yourself. You don't recognise her anymore; this is not the woman that kisses you, this one is kissing with passion, a passion you do not recognise. Suddenly you watch his hands drop to her bottom; watch as he gives her a gentle squeeze. You can feel your erection now at its peak in your trousers; the sexual excitement is also reaching its zenith as well and then suddenly her hand drops. You gasp as you watch it reach for his bulge.
This man is almost a stranger; until tonight they had never even shared a kiss and yet she was now kissing him intimately, not only that she was fondling his bulge. The man had hardly touched her and yet she had made the first move. The first genital contact is nearly always the man's prerogative; not in this case though. It is the woman making the first move; it is the woman who was saying that she wanted sex, and that woman is your wife!
You watch the man make his response; make his reciprocation. His hand moved to the hem at the front of her dress and then disappeared under it. You can see it moving underneath; you can even see white flesh as the dress rides up and then you hear her moan loudly. You know that his fingers have penetrated her; and their lips are still glued together; her hands are around his neck and she is pulling him closer.
Suddenly she breaks off from her kiss and says something to him very quietly. With his hand still inside her panties you can make out her words from the movement of her lips. "Fuck me." She is saying. "Please fuck me." She mouths again.
He pulls away and turns; she turns as well as they break apart. They hadn't realised that you had been watching but they don't care either. Taking him by the hand she walks towards you to access the bedroom stairs. When she approaches you she stops for a moment and kisses you; with her hand still clinging on to his, she kisses you on the lips and whispers "Goodnight."
The night has finally arrived. You watch them climb the stairs together; your wife first, leading the way and her lover following. You watch them all the way to the top of the stairs; watch them disappear out of site and hear the bedroom door close. The night of your cuckolding has finally arrived.
For a few minutes you just stand there as if transfixed to the spot. There is a moment when you feel like pinching yourself to see if all this is for real and then you hear the creaking of the bed and you know that this is for real. This is the night of your cuckolding.
You wanted to watch of course; you always wanted to watch her with another man. That has always been your dream; watching another man undress her; watching another man slide her panties down; watching another man's face as he feasts his eyes on her nakedness; watching him pleasuring her with his tongue; watching him position himself between her open and inviting thighs; watching his long, thick erection slowly disappear inside her wet pussy.
You wanted to see her legs wrap themselves around his waist as he begins his pounding. You wanted to see her arms clinging to his broad, manly shoulders as he drives harder and faster into her. You wanted to see them fuck. You wanted to hear them fuck too.
You wanted to hear her wimps and moans; wanted to hear them grow louder and louder. You wanted to hear her scream out her blasphemies as she orgasmed; you wanted to hear her telling him how big he felt inside her; how he was stretching her pussy. You wanted to hear her tell him to fill her with his cum.
You wanted to hear her final, loud screams drowning out his loud groans as he began to unload his cum deep within her.
You wanted all that so much but she didn't want that did she? She wanted that first time to be special; to be an intimate moment to keep to herself and her lover. She didn't want you sat there watching; it would have intimidated her that first time; she would have felt inhibited. She wanted the first time she cuckolded you to be special; she wanted to give herself; give of her best to her lover, without you looking on.
It would hurt of course; the jealousy would be raging inside you. Another man alone with your wife; alone in intimacy with her. It was hurting now. As you stand there alone at the bottom of the stairs staring up into the darkness you are hurting because your wife is up there with another man. Yet, you are also excited, sexually excited and you reach with your hand and grab the bulging erection in your trousers.
You keep your grip tight as the sounds from upstairs start to filter down. The creaking of the bed from two people either getting inside it or resting on top of it has now been replaced by a rhythmic creaking of the bedsprings. They are fucking now. You know that he is between her thighs and pounding her bottom into the mattress. He is fucking her. You wife is being fucked by another man. You are being cuckolded.
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