 | | My slut wife had no apparent guilt or anxiety about making me a cuckold, and seemed quite comfortable with the ways things were working out. And once I’d been made a cuckold, my delicious slut wife didn’t seem to think my being a cuckold was of the slightest importance, one way or the other. For example, the quickie the two of them shared when Mark had come home for a moment was just one part of what a cuckold had to endure.
It got to be a regular thing, this watching my slut wife fucking Mark without actually taking part in any of the fucking myself. And Mark quickly got used to fucking my little slut whenever he liked; almost as if Jennifer was his own wife, but actually better than a real wife, because they paid no attention to whether I was in the room or not, but just fucked when and where they felt like it.
One day Mark was sitting on the couch, watching TV, and Jennifer came in, said hi to him, and walked over in front of him and began to get undress. She stood naked in front of him, shaking out her hair, as he casually leaned forward and began kissing and nibbling on her pussy. In a few moments, she pushed him back on the couch, and straddled him, reaching under herself to fish his hard cock out of his pants, and then settling herself down on his long shaft for a leisurely fuck.
She hadn’t said a word to me, just came in and started fucking him like there was no one else in the house. After she slowly fucked him for about ten minutes, still seated on his lap and moving her lovely hips slowly up and down while he sucked gently on her large soft nipples, my slut wife Jennifer looked over his shoulder and began chatting casually with her cuckold husband about what she had done that day, some people she had talked too, and things like that. She asked how may day had gone, and listened while I told her about a few projects I had worked on, all the while slowly moving her hips up and down, Marks cock firmly up inside her, and her nipples wet and slick with his saliva as he worked on first one nipple and then the other.
She smiled and talked cheerily to me as I saw his hands cup her ass while they fucked, and she started telling me about something funny that had happened to her earlier as I saw his fingers exploring the crack of her ass. She paused just a moment as he began to do something to her asshole, but then continued talking to me as if nothing were happening. Then, halfway through her story, her face got very serious, and she said, “Hang on a moment.”
She turned her attention to Mark then, and began moving up and down on his cock more rapidly, looking him in the eye as she increased the pace of their fucking. He had kissed and sucked her nipples from their soft pliable state into firmly jutting protrusions, which I took as evidence of her increasing arousal. They kissed, a long kiss, and during the kiss Jennifer began to make little cries, half stifled sound escaping out from between their lips, and then I saw Mark make a series of quick little jerking motions, and I knew he was cumming in my wife, and shortly after that Jennifer began to move frantically up and down on his still hard cock until she clutched his face to her breasts and shuddered in her own orgasm.
They talked and giggled for a bit, my slut Jennifer still seated on his lap with his softening cock inside her, then she got off him as he went into the bedroom, and she lay back on the couch with her legs open, and continued telling me the story she had left hanging, pausing on occasion to dip her fingers into his cum as it ran out of her pussy, scoop it up and lick her fingers clean in between sentences and phrases. “Wow,” she exclaimed, as a sudden rush of his cum surged out as she shifted, and she cupped it in her hands, and tried to scoop it cleanly to her mouth, but quite a bit dripped out between her fingers and fell in a wet splatter on to her neck and breasts. She laughed and held her breast up to her mouth and licked herself clean, then laughed again because her sticky fingers had smeared cum on the underside of her boobs.
“I can’t get it all,” she giggled, a wet splotch of cum glistening along her collarbone, and partway up her neck. “Would you like to come and nibble my neck?” She smiled so girlishly, who could refuse? Plus, she clearly expected her cuckold to take care of her, so I found myself alongside her on the couch, nibbling her wet neck and in the unusual position of licking Mark’s cum from my pretty wife’s from where it sparkled along her collarbone. For good measure I licked the sticky smears from where she had handled her own tits, and Jennifer gave a sexy little moan as I ran my tongue near her nipples, and her fingers reached out and played a little with my raging erection as she chattered away some more about her day.
Once she was cleaned up though, that was the end of it, and she finished her story, then got up and headed into the bathroom for a shower, a final giggle coming from her as more cum trickled out and ran down her leg, leaving her half hopping into the bathroom to keep from getting cum on the floor.
Another time we were all home doing different things, and I hadn’t paid much attention to what they were doing, when I suddenly heard the sounds of Jennifer crying out in orgasm from the bedroom. Curious, and instantly aroused, I went down the hall to see just how my slut wife was making a cuckold of me this time, and when I opened the door I saw Jennifer nude on the bed, resting, while Mark knelt beside her with a glistening hard cock. I said “Hi,” to him, and he greeted me back, then he readjusted Jennifer, and opened her legs up as she sighed and laughed a little, beads of sweat on her forehead. She thanked him for making her cum again, twice apparently, although I had only heard the one.
I went in to the bedroom and watched as Mark opened her pussy, and lined up his cock at the flushed mouth of her cunt, and slowly pushed himself into her. Jennifer gave a little sigh, like she so often does when she is penetrated, and she began to stroke the back of his neck as he fell into a natural rhythmic fucking motion. They had obviously been fucking for a while, and were almost finished, the exhausted Jennifer having finally cum herself, and now letting Mark finish with her.
I moved around to the foot of the bed, and watched his cock slide quickly in and out of her puffy wet cunt. They fucked rapidly, not the slowly building pace of a fuck just starting, nor the rapid frenzied fucking of two lovers who can’t wait to fuck each other, but a smooth quick pace of two lovers who have fucked for quite some time, and are now simply increasing the pace to reach orgasm.
They moved well together, Mark’s cock almost slipping out of her with each stroke, but Jennifer moving her hips and thrusting back with a practiced ease that kept him inside, a very steady rocking motion that showed how familiar they were with each other’s movements. He took no concern for her pleasure now; she had obviously cum a couple of times and was content, so he just fucked her for the sole purpose of cumming in her at last himself.
I moved back up to the head of the bed, watching their faces as they fucked, Mark’s face rigid and intense, with Jennifer’s relaxed and smiling. Their bodies made a nice rhythmic slapping sound, and my wife’s pussy made wonderful loose wet sounds. I stood by the bed as horny as you’d expect a hapless cuckold to be, watching as Mark fucked her rapidly for a few more minutes, my happy slut wife cooing happily into his ear with her legs wrapped loosely around his ass, saying dirty things to him and urging him to cum inside her, which he shortly did.
Both times I was a complete bystander, an ineffective cuckold I suppose, as the two lovers fucked each other to orgasm, my presence apparently neither adding to nor detracting from the erotic experience for either of them. I had become a neutral presence, they didn’t ask my permission to fuck, not did it even seem to matter to them what I did. But to my dismay, my slut Jennifer didn’t seem to have any inclination to fuck me, or help me with my orgasm, as she was often too tired from fucking Mark, so I had more than a few late nights masturbating after the two of them had fallen asleep, gazing at my nude wife and fantasizing about what I had seen her naughty body doing. |
Posted: Friday 21st July 2005, 11:47 AM
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