A Welcome To Cuckoldry

Her words pushed him over the edge; he tried to stop himself; he tried to control himself; he tried his best to hold back but he couldn’t. His cum shot into the air and poured out over her hand as he groaned loudly. “There’s a good boy.” She told him as her hand continued to pump out his cum. “Let’s have every last drop.”


As the sexual excitement receded he began to feel ashamed; ashamed that he had enjoyed the thought of his wife with another man. He also felt ashamed that he had let her gain control over him again. “I do love you, you know.” She told him as she reached over and kissed him.


He welcomed her reassurance; he needed it, Brian had never felt as insecure as he had done over these past few weeks. “I don’t want another man touching you.” He told her gently.


She kissed him again. “I know.”


He kissed her again and apologised for not holding back before gently pushing her back on the bed. She had taken care of him now it was his turn to take of her. He ran his tongue slowly over her navel and down to her mound. It was bare; it had been for just over a year now since she had asked him to shave her. His tongue met a few bristles, it was time to shave her again, but that would wait for now. Tammy groaned as his tongue reached the small fleshy hood covering her clitty. She knew what was coming next; it would delve under it; lift it off her clitoris; uncover her; expose her, bare her for the assault to come.


With his free hand he reached between her thighs, gently stroking her soft flesh, making her part her legs wider. Again, Tammy knew what was coming next; his fingers would enter her; his long fingers would slip deep inside; knuckle deep. His finger tips would find her g-spot and begin to caress her. With his tongue at her clitty and his fingers working inside her she would soon orgasm; her moans would get louder and louder until they became screams; her hips would buck and writhe until she reached a crescendo and then she would sob with joy.


Brian found himself unusually hard again as he pulled his soaked hand away from her. He sat up and clambered between her legs, pushing his hands under her thighs to left them up in the process. “I’ll give you wanting another man.” He told her as he plunged into her. “No one can fuck you but me.” He told her as he slapped her thigh before beginning his long hard thrusts inside her.


They came together quickly, both not wanting to hold back and take it slowly. This was lust; sheer lust and only a quick hard fuck would satisfy them both.


There was no further talk of cuckoldry for the next few days but Brian got a shock when he went up to the bedroom late that Saturday afternoon and found her at her dressing table putting on make up. “Going out?” He asked nervously.


“Yes, Pam invited me over to dinner.” She told him. “I did tell you.”


“I….I….I don’t remember.” He responded. “I’ll get changed quickly.”


“No Brian, it’s me that was invited.”


Brian looked on in shock. “Oh.”


“It’s just girly talk anyway. You would be bored.”

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