Tale I was told

"Very sexy woman! Looks like she enjoyed your fat cock and had a real mouthful. When do you think you'll be filling her married pussy?"cuckold4one

It's now early evening, and hopefully MrsJohn is going to ring me about, eleven, work permitting. Not going to have a chance to meet again though until our date later this month, had an armful of texts from the pair of them since MrsJohn and I met Friday lunchtime.

That was a fantastic date, nice pub surprisingly busy considering half the county was still cut off, I arrived a minute or so before Mrsjohn pulled up, so we walked in arm in arm. She looked great, coloured her hair, fake nails (as you can see above) and really nice make-up. I'm afraid both of us dressed against the cold so, no scope for a lot of under the table fun or anything, but it was only a couple of minutes into our first libation before her hand found the top of my thigh.
We really hit it off, and shared a couple of nice kisses whilst we talked, however, we were both on the clock as were both working that afternoon. I think MrJohn has done quite well for himself financially speaking, as the motor she was driving was spanking new and state of the art, a wedding anniversary present to her so much so that halfway through her coffee she rang it on her mobile and remotely turned the engine and heaters on, so, it was lovely and warm when I walked her to it to say good bye. Sitting in the front she pressed a button and both seats reclined so it was like we were on two day beds, and we started to kiss again, her tongue felt small and hard as it explored my month. She had previously warned me that it was her time of the month so, "nothing was going to happen" but she soon had her coat on the dash, giving us some degree of cover from the other people using the carpark, and her blouse open to the waist and flowery bra pulled aside.

As you can see she has lovely little duds, the pics do not really do her body justice, this is a forty-year old lady and there was hardly a blemish on her soft skin, her body tone is awesome too, very well-muscled and tight. She used her laptop/notebook thingy to film us, but being a dull English winters day, quite cleverly used her phone mounted to the dash to light the scene! These three pics she sent me from work latter that evening ... the whole video she sent to MrJohn by way of letting him know that she even had a date that lunchtime with myself, let alone that we got on really well.

It was one of the best blow jobs that I have ever had cuckold4one
, even allowing for the excitement of the situation, she constantly let it's weight fall on her tongue and mouthed nibbled it's entire length not missing a millimetre. She laid across the central consul her head resting on my lap as she toyed with it, occasionally craning herself round to smile and compliment me on its thickness and length. One hand made an incomplete fist around its base whilst the other cupped or ringed my balls with thumb and two fingers whilst the two other finger tips very gently rubbed at my anus. I was about to cum and told her so, and to my absolute thrill she buried half it's length in her mouth and skilfully milked my load into her throat, Turning round afterwards to tell me that my cum was very sweet tasting, the sweetest she'd ever had ! She, didn't stop gently stroking it finally realising that it wasn't going to soften anytime soon she, worked the gland between three fingers and her thumb eager to tease another climax from me. Ignoring her meek protests, I reached around her and popped the top buttons on her trousers. I got a glimpse of a dense trimmed, blonde bush and also some of the vivid scarring which she had told me about, (she wanted to "warn" me as she has been with guys who were freaked out by it (fucking wimps!)). She reminded me again that she was on, and not to go inside but, did not complain when I found her very hard and surprisingly large clit. Sizable enough that I could wank the hood back and fourth like a little cock. I removed my fingers and placed them to her mouth, she obligingly wet for me and I found that sweet spot again.
She carried on kissing and stroking my cock even as she came very hard against my hand, I was a little concerned that my second load might just dribble out but, a nice stream jetted on to my belly which she pressed her face into and I rode the aftershocks for minutes.
We had to say good by then, as time was getting tight, I said it was a pity that I wasn't sending her straight home to MrJohn, so she could make her confession to him with my spunk on her breath, she said that we'd do just that next time, we shared a cummy kiss and she took off with some of my mess still plastered on her face unwiped.

I have to admit sat in the car park for a few minutes, the pretext being to let the engine warm-up against the cold, but it was most to allow myself to take that in ... it was fucking awesome

WOW!!! That's one hell of a first date with a married slut. She sounds incredible and sexy as they come..... I would have had a hard time resisting the urge to take some red-wings back to work with me.

Thanks for sharing your story..... very well told.
Cuck who loves a creampie.

Meeting John tomorrow lunchtime, he's taking me to a "gentleman's outfitters" that he uses here in my own town , going to treat me to a new tuxedo as I was going to rent one for this charity do we're going too, it's black tie... Then lunch in the executive members rooms at the football club ... By way of thanking me for making his wife feel like a love-sick teenager and making his fantasies that bit closer closer to reality ... Good cuck 😈

Wow ... what a weekend, quick intro ... charity event was awesome, caught up with my nephew before he disappeared off with his regimental mates and soon found Mr John at the high table. Good crowd of guys, wasn't allowed to buy a *****, they just kept on offering. All suited and booted in full black tie, felt like a king. Having not been able to buy a ***** I made a sizable contribution to the table donation to cheers from MrJohn's business associates. One guy I particularly got on with, I later found out was Mr G, a lot younger than I'd imagined.

MrsJohn had to work a little later than anticipated, I'd had the sense to pace my drnnking but, MrJohn was quite the worse for wear as the minutes dragged on, I on the other hand was feeling quite laid back, I quite liked the nervous apologies that he proffered for his wife's tardiness, In the end it was myself who got the text that she was waiting outside the venue's main doors for us even as he was typing out a message for her on his phone.

The theme for the rest of the evening was set in the drive just outside, the front passenger door opened as I approached and she motioned me to sit next to her, leaning across to give a friendly kiss as I sat down, Mr John struggled for a moment sliding into the unfamiliar bench seat behind, nodding to two of his associates who had chosen that moment to enjoy a cigar by the front doors. Mrs John had fixed her makeup and changed from her scrubs for jacket and jeans. We had already decided to forget our "get to know-you session" at a pub, after all, MrsJohn and myself had settled that already as well as spoke and sex't at length since our first date, and instead headed straight for theirs. A very nice place, too, four-story modern terraced, town-house with double garage underneath, already home to a nice sports saloon and now MrsJohn anniversary gifted Chelsey-tractor. Yes, Mr John had done very well for himself, the place was great.
Once inside Mr John fixed us all another drnnk and told me to make myself comfortable, he sat on a white leather lazy boy chair. I kicked my shoes off, threw my new DJ over my overnight bag, loosened my bow-tie and settled into the elbow of a matching corner settee. Mrsjohn said she wanted to get out of her day clothes and disappeared, John stood up as she left the room, raised his glass and toasted the night ahead, he was that excited kind of fidgety that people get when they have had a little too much ******* and he spoke as quickly as he downed the glass he'd only just poured himself. I quite enjoyed letting him fill the silence with nervous banter until MrsJohn came back, wearing only the rather luxurious grey fake-fur dressing gown I had seen on our first video call, I stood to show her a seat next to myself and once she was seated I positioned myself close to her, my right arm casually behind her shoulders. John, picked up her ***** from the low table and offered her the glass.
She done the coolest thing, cruellest thing, she just gave him the cutest smile, all doe eyes, then just leant into me and kissed me, without saying a word to either of us, just left him standing there a glass in each hand as her hard tiny, tongue found my mouth. I passed my own glass to John who had to pin it awkwardly between the two he already held and turned my full attention back to his sexy half naked little wife. It was sublime, that soft dressing-gown seemed to make its own way off her back and I soon had that hard, naked little body underneath my own as we kissed, her clawing at my shirt buttons, I took her wrists in my hands and freeing myself from our kiss, I pinned them to the sofa, her resistance was meek to say the least, and I started to make small kisses on her throat and down her chest, these turned to small nips and bites as I worked the rock hard nipples that I found on those lovely little duds of hers. By the time that I reached her belly button she was bucking to meet each new touch and squealing very happily.
She froze momentarily as my lips touched the first of the scars that she has bellow her belly button, angry white and red lines and a dozen, small crescent shaped creases/puckered dimples, that started at the top of her pubis carried on to her groin and the inside of her right thigh, where a nutters knife had left its mark nearly three decades before. The tension left her however, as I gently kissed each and every line and mark. Leaving my mouth hovering just over the warmth (I could feel it's heat on my lips!) of her now very wet pussy and that fantastic clit. I savoured the musky smell and also noted a delicious fruity-scent from the flavoured lubricant that she had already applied there. Her clit felt so much bigger than my wife's, in fact bigger than any I'd ever encountered. I tongued it hard even as I peeled the hood back with my lips, I was rewarded with her having a fantastic orgasm mere minutes later, and my mouth filed with lube diluted with her juices and she moaned her orgasm into my face.

I was vaguely aware of a noise behind me, John had dropped one of the glasses on the coffee table, he even apologised for disturbing us which solicited a giggle from MrsJohn, but even as she sat upright to work the buttons on my shirt she never so much as glanced in his direction. I briefly did, she was planting her own kisses on my chest with every button she undone, I gave John a glance, he was leaning heavily on the lazy-boy chair, clumsily stepping out of one trouser leg, a job made all the more difficult because he had neglected to take his shoes off first. My attention soon returned to MrsJohn who now motioned me to stand as she tried to free my belt and get to my rapidly stiffening cock. Failing to make the progress she intended as fast as she needed, she addressed John directly for the first time since picking us up at the stadium, telling him to make himself useful and help her. He shuffled over, impeded as he was by trousers still wrapped round one leg. MrsJohn and I looked into each other's eyes, her smiling sweetly as Mr John completed the job of undoing my belt, he was about to complete the job of debagging me when she stopped him, brushing his hands away. I was not wearing any underwear, so as my trousers slipped down, my cock at half-mast sprang free, still looking into my eyes she traced my hard-won abs, lowering herself to first find and take my piece in that lovely warm mouth of hers, finally closing her eyes as she took a good two thirds of it inside in one go. I could hear John swearing to himself quietly as stood next to me watching his loving wife work my now hard cock to the back of her throat and back again. It was a lovely smooth sensation, a talent that she honed on the massive tool of her first boyfriend, the older, black bar-owner from her time in Amsterdam. It was amazing to me just how different this felt to the, still fantastic oral talents of my own wife.

Stepping out of my own trousers and socks (it's a skill) and sliding nearly the whole eight inches free of that fantastic blowy, I scoped her up into my arms and back on to the sofa in one motion. Her legs where drawn slowly apart and that lovely pink cunt lay open for me, so I entered her just like that. Even that felt so different from the only pussy that I have had for the previous umpteen years, about three inches or so inside that wet tunnel, there was a slight constriction, a complete tight ring, that I had to foorce my engorged bellend pass and through. Mrs John drew a deep breath as I did so, but the lube that she had already applied done its job and my cock found itself deep inside and satisfyingly bottoming out against her cervix with a good inch or so still visible outside of those pink lips. Her intake of breath turned into a whole series of short sighs. As I began to fuck her in earnest I could feel that constriction work on my cock, by tightening and loosening her muscles it gave a very strong "jilking" effect, drawing and milking me with each stroke, it simply was the perfect fuck, can't imagine a better one. In that high missionary position, she had another orgasm, it had the effect of making her squirt her juice back onto her own belly and chest. I couldn't hold on much longer myself and a few strokes down the line I pumped a real good load deep inside that perfect pussy. Strangely enough it was only then I thought about the condoms that I had sworn to myself that I would use, they lay still in their packets in my bag. Distraction from that thought was, MrsJohn wrapping herself around me as my ejaculation caused a fantastic orgasm to rip right through her.
She was pressed into my arms, for a minute or so before I laid her back down, and pulled my still hard cock from that hole, a frothy pool of cum decorated that glorious clit and cunt. I was aware of movement behind me, and looked a John, I genuinely hoped he enjoyed the first part of the show but, needn't have bothered on that count as I saw him standing his now limp cock hanging over the top of his boxer-shorts and thick wad of cum pooled in the palm of his open, left hand. I couldn't help but grin and with MrsJohn temporally out of the picture, suggested to John that he may want to take a seat before he fell over. He went to take a pew on the lazy-boy again but I stopped him and said that he wouldn't be able to see from all the way over there and pointed to one of the high-backed wooden chairs that rested against the breakfast-bar thingy that divided this lounge (the house had three, and four bedrooms), and told him to bring that over. He did this one handed, still holding his wank-juice in his other. I had him place it a few feet inside the crock of the corner settee and had him sit, all the time he kept glancing at my cock, his own visibly twitched with each furtive look. This now, got the attention of MrsJohn who was recovering her senses. With him now seated, I pulled his expensive jacket back over his shoulders and over the back of the chair, pulling it right down so he was very effectively secured to the chair. Just to insure this however, I pushed a cushion between him and the back of the chair. Bending down, I pulled his still, shoed feet back and anchored these behind the front legs of the chair. From this position I couldn't help but, notice that John's cock was hard again, in this squeezed seated pose of course, his own, already smaller cock was drastically foreshortened, this effect seemed exaggerated by the shiny drop of cum squeezing from it's opening.

Mrs John noticed this too and turned herself so her hubby had a good view of the pearls of seaman now starting to drip from her fuck hole. As she fingered this for his entertainment, he began to rock/rub his gooch again the hard fabric of the chair by rock back and forth. This was the first opportunity that I have ever had to compare myself against another guys erection, and I have to say I looked good. MrsJohn had said that her hubbies cock was a healthy, six inches hard, even allowing for his now constricted circumstances, the size difference between mine and his seemed huge, like porn-star huge, John himself was obviously torn between looking at his wife's hot cunt and the fat cock that had just fucked it full of cum.
I joined her back on the sofa pushing her so, her mouth was level with my cock as I knelt beside her. She gratefully accepted this as an invite and licked the congealing cum from it, her arms spread back behind her head, which she did for ten minutes or so. She mewed loudly as the fingers of my left hand worked that fantastic big clit once more. John was seemingly enjoying the show as much as his wife was the treatment, I had to tell him to be quiet as he still garbled a bit, and he concentrated on the sensation he was getting rubbing himself on the seat. I swung my right leg over her face, in doing so pinning her arms down, my balls against her red painted mouth, her lips parted and her tongue began to do its work. I gently patted that ripe pussy, she responded, pushing her pelvis forward to meet the next, slightly harder pat. The following one was a light slap then another. My previous cum-load started to pour from that cunt now, and each slap now caused this to splat over those creamy thighs and the slight raise of her belly. She was free to close her legs to protect herself if she chose too, but no, she gratefully received each blow and I could feel her new climax build.
I had another little trick to play first, moved slightly, and with my right hand pulled my heavy sack out of the way so, John could have a truly clear view of what he must have already suspected, that lovely sharp tongue was teasing my arse, very expertly, she reached round with her now free right hand and began pumping my cock in time with her mouth working my hole. This was way too much for John, and he had a second load dribbled off the tip of his cock and onto his thighs and balls, his cock shrunk away almost in the same instant. I took this as a good time to dive on that clit once more, had to use my full weight to control the convulsions that swept through that tiny, near perfect body, as my mouth filled with the taste of both my own and her cum. She damn near fainted and I eased off to allow her access to my cock and let her milk my second load into her mouth and onto her so pretty face. We collapsed on to each other eventually, rolling over onto each other kissing, ignoring the quite protests of John still firmly secured to chair feet away from us.

Eventually, MrsJohn freed her hubby, sticky from his own cum and sweat he paused long enough at the door to say that was fucking great, MrsJohn took my hand and as soon as he was gone and led me to the shower room next to their bedroom. Then round two started XX

I was quite chuffed with myself, a feeling that I am rapidly becoming comfortable with, I had put on quite a nice show for my generous host and left his sexy wife still shaking from the powerful orgasms she had enjoyed. This next bit was just for the two of us. We spend thirty minutes or so in the shower, heated floor, wall and mirrors carefully washing each other and making out before we went through her bedroom with a bottle of prosecco. We lay talking for another hour or so, before, she applied some more passion-fruit flavoured lube and our mouths locked, I began to fuck that perfect pussy again. I balling her hair in my fist and roughly pulled her hair back, arching her belly against me, fucked her to the edge of another climax before throwing her back to the bed.
She propped herself up on her elbows and gave me a protesting look. I just smiled, she got the message and nodded to the draws by the side of her bed. From the top one, filled as it was with a fine assortment, I selected a fine red-leather strop, telling her to sit on her hands, applying the first stroke even before she made herself comfortable. She squealed out a loud "yes", her lovely tiny titties turning red instantly. Caught her again with a sweet back swing, her gasp robbed her of her breath for a few moments. Proudly, she thrust her chest forward and fixed her stare across the room, I feigned the next stroke, happy to see her flex in anticipation of its sting, only to catch her again the very moment she relaxed. In that kneeling position, hands, tucked between her bottom and the back of her lower legs, she slowly parted her knees as far as she could, and leaning back, offered me new targets to play with, my cock seemed to find a new level of hardness. I offered her the chance to be tied, so she could better receive the blows but delivered the first to an exposed inner thigh before she bravely refused that offer.
I guess that she endured a further 15-20 minutes of this, until much of that tiny body was tingling-red and the lightest kiss or touch seemed to provoke a new climax. I kissed and cleaned that fantastic cunt again before, very gently sliding down behind her to fuck her spoon fashion. I asked her where she wanted my cum and was so happy when she said she wanted to savour its sweetness in her mouth again. I obliged the lady of course, and with my cum both on her mouth and in her belly we settled into a wonderful *****.
Woke up, Saturday morning to the smell of breakfast cooking, and, after answering the texted greeting sent by my own sexy wife etc, joined MrsJohn in the kitchen/dining room. MrJohn had left first thing, he is a director of one of the football clubs that he follows, had a meeting there and was then heading into London to watch a match. That left MrsJohn and I most of the morning. I asked if she was alright, nothing too tender, she showed me how she was having to pull even the soft fabric of her dressing gown away from her very, very sensitive nipples but was otherwise ok. We decided that another BDSM session was probably unwise as she would be working that night, but this did lead to a whole new conversation as too what both her and her husband wanted from our new relationship.

He wanted gangbangs and urgent dogging meets in seedy places, he had tried (and failed) too arrange dates for her with young black studs etc. He wanted to be the proper cuckold in these games and do the whole clean-up and cock fluffing thing, and he wanted her to be the absolute slut that she had once been.
She needed a considerate dom, not a bully feeding his own ego. She told me that she had not really enjoyed the multiple fucking that she had in the swinger's club, had largely gone along with it at Mr John's insistence, and had taking "E" beforehand, they had argued after he had gotten himself kicked out and left her there on her own. She had no intention of being that off-her-face student again, ******* into a quite depraved way of life. Her antics of a couple of years previously, had largely been as a result of her forming a sub/dom relationship with the bearded white guy. He was openly bi-sexual, and had a thing for black guys esp and older white women. She told me that she mostly enjoyed being with him and "preforming" with the skinny black or sucking off/playing with fat cock of the big, much darker guy (they never fucked apparently, he couldn't see past the scars!) basically performing for her doms pleasure but, it had led to her "using" again be it, only "soft" stuff like GBH and ecstasy. She was also well aware that her dom, rarely took precautions such as condoms etc with his other sexual partners, none of which is very clever to a practicing health care professional. This led to her calling it off even before her hubby's admission of watching it from his mate's apartment across the river.
She, did like playing on the beach at times, it was masturbating, being fingered and wanking someone off, which made her feel like she was living the teenage experiences that she had missed out on. But, even then, the beach was mostly populated by old men. The upshot of all this is that John agreed to let his wife set the rules and the pace.
We went back to bed and fucked a couple more times, pretty straight and vanilla but, very enjoyable fucking and sucking, slow and unhurried both times with me coming in her lovely mouth. We also made plans, lots of lovely plans, some just for the two of us and some involving her hubby and some involving others too. Too soon it was time to pick my motor up from the stadium and head home. The place was pretty busy with other people doing the same so, no naughty moments there I'm afraid, just a friendly kiss and a reminder for our next date.

Well, that was my first outing as a bull in someone else's "semi-cuckold" marriage, I think I passed muster, feel like I should collect a badge or something, what do you think am I a member of the "club"now?. Have had nice messages from them both saying how much fun they had etc and they can't wait for the next time. As for me, do I feel guilt or regret, can I look my wife in the eye and still lie about what I was up too, well I don't feel a shred of remorse, my only regret is that I can't tell her, I want too, not by way of some confession, begging forgiveness etc but, because I want more than anything, for her to share in it, join in ideally. She's my love, my best friend and I want her to know how good that made me feel. That night after I got home and the day was done, we had fantastic sex and not once did I think of, or wish that it was MrsJohn riding my cock. This was epically so, as I lost my load deep in my amazing wife's near perfect arse. Next date all locked and loaded X

Wow, this is a fabulous account of an incredible relationship. Can't wait to hear more!

herboy63
Thanks, you seem to be in the minority though but, penned his last night whilst it was still fresh in my mind ...enjoy

Didn't have to wait too long for our next little tryst ... yesterday afternoon, after work, about 3pm headed out to "our" pub again, My wife, wasn't due back home until gone eight so gave us a few hours to play with and get back in time. It was a quite a surprise to get there and find that John had come along for a ride out as well. Didn't know what to make of that at first but, turned out o be a great little adventure.

We found a table towards one corner, comfy seats facing into the dinning area which was still surprisingly busy, John went to the bar to order and pay, which feels right now somehow. Mrs John had a long coat on and a tight tube skirt and leggings, (still cold here). We shared a long kiss before I suggested that she may want to go to the loo and loose them whilst we ate. She sat in a wide high-backed chair, facing towards our table and away from the bar. She smiled that gorgeous smile and simply slipped the leggings off there and then, pulling the stretchy tube skirt up past here waist without even looking to see if anyone else could see her. With her legs pulled up on to the seat I had a lovely view of that fantastic tight pussy. John sat down next to me and it was a few hilarious moments before he realised his wife's near nakedness.

We had a bottle of wine between the three of us and chatted like old friends, even with the obvious distraction. There was a group of four or five people literary feet away from where we sat. MrsJohn took great pleasure in spreading her knees and teasing that lovely clit for us. Mr John was obviously sporting an erection at this, as he part doubled over to hide this when the girl arrived with our food. Mrs John grinned at me and tried to close her legs discretely and quickly, but shaking my head and speaking very clearly I asked her if she was comfortable, she took my dare, leaned back languidly in the chair her legs still wide and pussy exposed. The waitress couldn't help but notice, but perhaps everyone in this part of Essex exposes themselves whilst they dine, because she didn't miss a beat, even when I turned to John, and asked him "don't you think your wife looks comfy?" ... he stammered a response but I can't remember what that was. For the rest of the meal we got a few glances from the bar staff but we were left alone. This was a good thing as Mrs John put on quite a little show, fingering herself and rubbing her clit even as people milled around us.

We were in fits of laughter as we headed to her 4X4, once again I joined her in the front, coats on the dash, and seats down all the way. This of course did not leave a lot of room for poor old Mr John in the back but, it is what it is. Mrs John sat astride me straight away on the passenger side and we enjoyed a real long kiss as she. Unaided this time, she undone my jeans and slide them off one leg to the floor. She rolled the skirt up until it was more like a rough scarf, hung loosely around the top of her breasts, apart from that she was completely naked. As soon as my cock was free it sprang hard in her hand and she worked the gland through her we pussy lips until the end glistened with the spill of her juices and dripped onto her fingers. She worked herself up into quite a state before finally impaling her self on my cock, with loud encouragement from hubby in the back. As she settled its whole length inside her she came, folding her arms around my neck and putting those wonderful tits in my face to enjoy. I let her revel in the moment before pushing her backwards on to the dash whilst I got into a great rhythm fucking that cunt, that peculiar tight ring, just inside squeezing me fantastically. Even with that amazing sensation I knew that I could keep up that tempo for as long as I wanted too, pushing her right back so, I could watch my cock work that cunt. John, had to move over in the back so he could enjoy the view too, which he did, cock in hand. He'd only just got himself comfy when his wife delivered up another fantastic orgasm, splashing her juices up my belly onto my now partially bared chest.

John was making quite a lot of noise in the back, which I found distracting and was going to tell him so, but, thought having picked up the tab once again, he'd earned a little lee-way so let him be to have some fun. I took a few moments to look round the rest of the cark park, at some point during our little game, the two cars nearest us had left, leaving a view right across to the pub-kitchen where the girl who served us was having a cigarette break, texting on her mobile, her and the three or four other people heading back and fourth to their cars were seemingly oblivious to the three of us which I found amazing. I was brought back to the situation in hand by Mrs John breathing questions at me, she wanted to know if I fucked my wife the previous night, did she cum as much as her, (more in fact, my wife enjoys very wet orgasms), did she suck me clean, did I cum inside her cunt or mouth, did I fuck her arse. Do I cum in her arse etc. Anything you could imagine she probably asked it. Then she commanded me to cum inside her, finding purchase with my hands on the door and the seat I bucked hard a dozen or so more times and shot what felt like a monster load as deep as I could go. She kept riding it for a good few minutes after my orgasm subsided, she had already learned that this insured that my cock remained hard, which proved no small handicap as I sided over into the driver's seat at her request. She then adopted a similar position to the one she did after our first date, but her legs well spread, one bare foot on dashboard, the other rested on the passenger side window, she was sitting well enough forward that the whole of her soaking pussy was visible to me. Toying with my cock and not looking round she, told John that she was ready if he was. I heard movement, and suddenly John was there in the now open doorway of the front passenger seat, supporting her left leg and looking into that cum filled cunt. Cold air filled the cab, the sudden chill put a very harsh tone to Mrs John's voice and she told him to do it or get the fuck out and shut the door. He made a small protest about having already cum but this was ignored by her as she tongued our cum from my prick. John hesitated a few moments longer before, lowering himself half in and half out of the car, pulling the car door closed as much as possible behind him. Mrs John, hooked her left ankle behind his neck and drew him down so his lips met the sticky mess between her legs. Her left fist grabbed a handful of his air and she buried his mouth there, if he did try to struggle, her pinning him in place with her leg, stopped him.

At the same time most of my cock was lost into the back of her throat and she worked a lovely no hands blow job on it. That was a truly amazing sight, I've seen videos and read, supposedly true accounts but, here was a guy ********, no sucking my hot cum out of his own wife's well fucked and filled pussy and fuck was he enjoying it, hell it was if his life depended on it, I have to admit that I got a massive buzz from what I was witnessing. His hands were on each thigh and now it was him pulling it to his face, His mouth covered her entirely and I could hear the vulgar slurping sound of him alternating between her tonguing that hole and sucking it. I have no idea how long this carried on for but, I was watching this as she came very hard and could see John take two-great swallows. Mrs John bucked hard, and tightened her grip not only on him but also on my cock between her lips. Only when John began to ***** did she free him and he half fell half slipped backward out of the car, the wind or gravity shut the door for him and we were left alone again, she rolled her head off my piece and looked up at me, a sublime look crept over her face, she was now wanking my cock against her right cheek. It's end tantalisingly over her mouth. I came for a second time as she told me that this was what John wanted and what she needed, no great flood of jizz this time, but enough to paint her lips a little and leave a streak down her cheek, we shared another long kiss.

The streak was still there as I waved her and John off, her driving, and headed to my own car, John had looked a little sheepish and I wondered if he had indeed wanted that as much as he thought, or was it just a touch of post orgasm regret, either way what was done was done and his thanks for seemed genuine enough. No preheated car for me and I let the engine warm with the window open to help demist the windscreen. Out of the corner of my eye I caught sight of the waitress again, this time she was unmistakenly looking straight at me, one arm folded across her chest, pinning her coat shut against the chill, the other holding both a fresh cigarette and her mobile too the side of her face. She nodded politely, one eye brow raised and waved her phone at me knowingly. I blew her a kiss and winked as I started my journey home. Hope, John tipped well.

oldrope, your date was way too much fun! I love the way you told of the events with this hot married slut and the way your friend John, blew his load as he watched you satisfy his wife.

When's your next date set for? Do you think your friend could take a few photo's of your hot cock as it fills her with your seed?


Thanks for taking the time to share your adventure.....
Cuck who loves a creampie.

just found this thread - great tale, love the pics - beautiful! Looking forward to more of both.
jart

old rope, stunning tale of lewdness and debauchery, highly recommended! Having read this, I'm left with the problem of being light headed now, as most of my b1ood seems to have rushed to my cock! I sincerely hope there's going to be more of this to follow.

... just be careful if I offer you a seat Kennyboy ... got to admit I am riding a bit of a high, strutting round like dog with two dicks, it is a very strange situation I find myself in and I am genuinely half expecting it to all fall apart or for me to screw it up somehow, but I intend to enjoy it for what it is whilst it lasts ...

I don't know if at some level I am generating confidence, pheromones or something, but my all ready very active and rewarding sex life with my wife has even improved ... she loves it that I am back in shape again and can't leave me alone ...Win!

Next date is possibly same time next Tuesday, it fits with our other commitments most weeks and provides a nice window of time that I don't have to account for ... however, she is chasing a promotion/new post and because of her nursing speciality has to be on call at very odd times, and I have a new boss who, being new to he role, is keen to shadow some of our shifts so, I may have to make myself available to her at short notice

thejart, cuckold4one thanks for the compliments, I have not asked for photos/video, for reasons previously stated, if they are offered I have an idea that they would be so highly doctored to hide identities that would be very generic of type and perhaps not what you'd want to see. However, we have discussed our joint interest in sub/dom play and some of the gear that she has would not only hide faces but also those very distinctive scars , which you can understand, she is not keen on having filmed or photographed in any event ... so I hope I will have a few more keepsakes, I would be very surprised if John had not rigged a camera up in the lounge at least on our first proper date ... I will write again as soon as I have some thing else to write about, treating this as my little journal

I look forward to your next adventure with this couple.
Cuck who loves a creampie.

They have an outdoor, six-seater hot tub, sauna and spar room!!! ... and I only just found out, but, no time to play in them yesterday, Mrs John and I had made other plans, which made me a little perplexed when Mr John opened the door when I turned up, at just before 4pm. He was meant to be at another football match/business meeting, his wife and I had planned a nice little bondage scenario to play out and we didn't fancy an audience as well. He was all suited and booted and greeted me very enthusiastically though, and appeared to be on his way out, so I felt I was being a little peevish and was chatting to him still in the hallway when his wife addressed me from the top of the stairs. She looked fucking amazing, I know BDSM, bondage what ever you want to call it isn't everyone's cup of tea, but a sexy blonde in thigh-high, healed-boots, vinyl long gloves, corset and little all else has universal appeal, (pics were taken which I hope will be sent my way). Evidently Mr John was kept from early attendance at his appointment by helping her into this outfit and polishing it over. Simply jaw dropping.

John, standing next to me, was wittering on about staying to watch me fuck her etc, and binning the appointment altogether as she came down to greet me properly with arms thrown over my shoulders and a deep, long kiss. She told him he should go, it was work and he was needed to take care of things and that I could take care of her. He started to procrastinate further and I could tell that she was now sharing my earlier annoyance with him, as he moved to re-hang the coat he was carrying.

"he can watch" I said, "but don't put down your coat, you're still leaving"

I cupped that tight pussy of hers, opening her up so John could see two fingers of my left hand slid up her crease and just inside her and up o her clit. Loved it as her sigh filled the air, glancing at the bulge in John's business trousers I said something like;

"keep watching John, you don't want to miss anything"

Kissing her neck, I whispered in Mrs John ear. She rubbed the bulge now growing in my tight jeans, again no underwear meant that my cock was clearly well defined under the fabric, she kissed me again before happily and loudly telling her husband about all the lovely things she was going to do with my meat when he was gone. She then turned on him gripping his cock through the fabric and worked it up and down, still telling him of the horny fun that she was about to have.

I undone my belt, opened up and let my semi-hard cock out, stretching out it's length, got up behind her reached round and wanked that clit again, my other hand happily playing with a lovely little tit as I rubbed my cock up her bare thigh for him to watch and her to comment on. The inevitable happened and car keys in one hand and coat in the other, a dark stain appeared in the blue-grey material straining against Mr john's erection, Mrs John looked at the growing mess with mock disgust, John looked down himself biting his own lip and breathing heavily. Letting go of his wife and still with my cock out, I "gently" ushered John towards and out of his own front door and wished him well, the door closing before he could say another word. Presumably he had to sit through the meeting with his coat over his lap to hid the stain, later Mrs John and myself both wondered how he would explain the smell of cum though.

I grabbed her wrist and spun her again the semi-translucent glass bricks by the door and took in that fantastic view over her wonderful arse. The heals in the boots gave her another six inches in height and the merest dip on my part now meant I was able to enter her in a good old-fashioned knee trembler, the first time I'd fucked her from behind like that. If possible that cunt felt even better than last time, a perfectly smooth wet tube that seemed to grip and suck at every square millimetre of my cock. I pressed her flat against the cold glass wall with each thrust lifting her on to her toes, all the time her encouraging me to fuck her harder noisily. When she came, about five minutes later, her position caused my cock to "flip-out", this catapulted her cream down the wall between her legs as she crumpled back into my arms. Didn't give it a thought at the time, but as I sit here typing I can almost see John standing, quite bewildered on his front step as he watches his wife being repeatedly pressed against the "light-wall" by the silhouette of the man fucking her to a loud orgasm.

Giggling she grabbed my hand, and slightly wobbling on those heals (she's a nurse, lives in flat shoes) she led me up the stair to "her" room. She had told me by text previously that she wanted what she had seen my wife get in the video she has of us and had arranged her bed accordingly. Before that however I needed to sample a little more of banging her cunt from behind, I bent her forward onto her elbows, her rump upper most, legs slightly apart. I took the opportunity to have a little taster from that pussy, she wriggled it back into my face, laughing at my tonguing her already flavoured juices and occasionally straying to tickle her button of a rosebud, longer laps turned her laughter to squeals. I enjoyed this for a time, all the while running my hands up and down the soft vinyl of her boots. My cock was now as hard as it was going to be so, a buttock in each palm I fucked her hard against the edge of the bed through to her having another little orgasm. I had promised her something different though, and with half a thought as to the kind of things she was prepared to do for her previous dom "lover", I began to secure her to that massive bed with spanking new soft silken ropes.

Again, I understand that master /slave games don't float everyone's boat but, hell they do me and Mrs John certainly seemed very keen. Face up spread-eagled she requested a horse-bit gag secured before I started. Slowly stripping naked just out of her eye line so she had to crane uncomfortable to see, I explored the top draw of the unit next to her bed, which served as her toy chest, and there was a cracking array to choose from, a couple caught my attention, the best was another new purchase, a braided flail whip, sporting a dozen 18 inch cords, ending in a double knot to lend weight and bite. I soon put this to good use on those lovely tits, her belly, chest, inside her upper arms and inner thighs. Red lines and white dots decorated her entire body, and she writhed wildly, saliva pooled at the corners of her mouth where leather and metal stretched her jaw open. At her previous request I took a few photos on her phone, further items from her toy chest strategically placed.

I began to work the area around her groin, until it glowed rosy pink and with a tiny nod from her in answer to my question, laid the braids quickly against her open cunt lips. She came almost immediately and continued to do so for as long as I stung her quim. I paused every few strokes, looked her in the eye and in response, she just nodded her head so I continued. Sweat, tears, cum and spit, beaded on almost every square inch of that near perfect little body. My wife, loves this too, every now and then but, she would never be able to submit to this kind of punishment. After what seemed an age she was simply laying there shaking, uncontrollably when her eyes were opened, they rolled back, I pulled the pin that secured the bit, and loosened her bindings before gently applying the first of the damp flannels she had previously prepared. She was so far gone that she didn't react straight away to the shock of the sudden cold on her bare skin. I rolled on her side and cuddled her too me and was thanked for my efforts with tiny kisses to my belly working their way gently towards my cock.

After that she took some time to recover, the red lines faded and her breathing returned to somewhere near normal, all the time bless her she, worked or at least tried to work my cock with her gloved hands and mouth. She was however, still unable to bring her legs closed across her swelled cunt. I applied the damp cloth there at last and smiling, she looked up at me and said;

"thank you master!"

Rolling her on to her back, her head half hanging from the side of the bed, she limply accepted my member in her mouth and I began to fuck her there, she soon warmed to the task and one hand cradling my balls and the other grabbing a handfull of my backside to pull me in further, she had me fucking her throat until it was so deep that my balls touched her face underneath me. Now my wife can do that, but that was with thirty years of practice. To say that Mrs John savoured my cum was an understatement, she held it in her mouth, eyes closed, swirling it around with her tongue like someone tasting wine. Afterwards she once again commented on mine being sweetest cum she had ever had, John had even mentioned it's sweetness after he had emptied her pussy on our last "date". She told me that she found John's quite unpalatable since. We chatted for a short while but time had pressed on very quickly, so much so that I headed for home without showering or even wiping my dick properly, leaving her nicely tucked up in bed and nearly asleep at only 7pm.
I had meant to check the glass bricked, light wall on my way out to see if her spill of cum was visible from the outside but in my haste forgot. I was still very horny and was very happy that my wife was her usual naughty self later that night ... I made sure I showered first !

Wonderful stuff old rope, you're getting on like a house on fire now. I particularly liked the assertiveness you displayed towards the cuck, in ushering him out of his own house after you had whetted his appetite of things to come after he had enjoyed a sneak preview of of his wife on the edge of being rampantly fucked. More power to your elbow, or whatever part of you that you normally use!

old rope:

You have truly found yourself a gem of a couple to play with! I loved your account of the events and it's nice to hear about a true adventure. Some stories on here are good... but a little too far left to be real.

I like the way you roll.....

Thanks for taking the time to share this with us.
Cuck who loves a creampie.

Ha ... I have every intention of doing just that Kennyboy ... and thanks cuckold4one, just telling it as it is (almost :winking ... I don't want to paint a picture of John being a bit of a twat, he is actually a really top guy, successful businessman, great fun to be around and a loving husband to Mrs John, but, when he gets the horn-on he can be a bit "vocal". What Mrs John and myself have, (what ever that is!) is very passionate, having John give a running commentary or trying to direct things is a bit of a turn-off, more than happy for him to watch/join-in but just shut the fuck-up! ... having said that turning him out of his own front door and then fucking his wife there against the see-through wall was a massive buzz.

Spoke at length with Mrs john late last night, she agrees with me and sighted similar examples where his presence put a bit of a dampener on a sexual situation because of the stuff he was saying. They had just had sex, and he was asleep next to her as we chatted having dutifully cleaned her pussy afterwards, he'd talked about the two us and what we'd got up too at great length whilst they fucked and said how much he had enjoyed being unexpectedly "tied" to the chair by me. He had never expressed an interest in bondage or restraint before this apparently and told her that him being tied to the bed as "a living mattress" whilst I fucked her there was now a major fantasy of his. We talked about how we could make that work for us, John being securely gagged being foremost in my conditions !

Mrs John also fleshed out some of the things that she had done for her previous "dom" lover, the well-built bi-sexual, bearded guy, some of which tied in nicely with events that John had seen on video. For example, the gang-bang he'd imagined she'd enjoyed when the bearded guy was seen to collect bottles of wine and five or six glasses and disappeared into the skinny guys bedroom after she'd arrived, it wasn't a gang-bang at all. She had got a message at work from him to head round as soon as she could, which she dully did. On getting there she was informed that her two friends had "pulled" three girls the previous evening. They had been partying, taking drggs, smoking and ******** all night and of course having sex. Bearded guy had been asked to "clean-up" after the skinny guy had emptied his load in one of the girls the same way that he had cleaned the bearded guy's cum previously, he refused, telling these girls that he had a "slave" to do that sort of thing and Mrs John was summoned to do just that. She was stripped by the party and had her hands tied and blind folded, pulled around by her hair and tits and made to lick, kiss and suck various parts of the laughing gang.

Part of the game was she had to guess what was put in her mouth, who it belonged too and who's cum/juice etc it was. She was corrected with a strop or horse-whip when she got it wrong. Her tale got me hard, and I had her detail it for me whilst I stroked myself. She had never been down on a woman before that morning, these girls were nearly half her age and she recons that she was made to make each of them cum at least once probably more, she rimmed all their backsides again having to names it's owner, having her own stung with the whip when she got it wrong. She was totally used by these kyds much to their huge amusement, but occasionally she was set aside for a time whilst they entertained themselves doing whatever, but their human-toy's presence was remembered and she was brought back into their games, usually as an oral receptacle for one or more of their cum or juices. Eventually she was dragged onto the bed, given an "E" and fucked by the long cock of the black skinny guy, whilst he was cheered on by the others and being called their nigga-loving whore until she cum, he was unable to himself by that time.

She said it was one of the most frightening, intense, dangerous but ultimately sexual experiences she'd ever enjoyed. Totally helpless in their drnnken/high and wholly unpredictable hands, and with no idea what they would do next. She was slapped hard, pinched, thrown about, scratched, pushed and pulled, nipped and roughly fingered by all them. Her age, her scars, state of her marriage and body was talked about as was taking her outside, naked and covered in their cum and left there for her hubby to pick up. Her telling me all this, plus the knowledge of her playing with her still swollen pussy as she did so, made me cum hard, also made me think that I have a lot to live up too

Cuck who loves a creampie.

Best laid plans of mice and men as they say, the original plan for yesterday afternoon, was Mrs john and myself, hot tub, spa room and steamy sex, but got a text in the morning saying that her ex was taken ill and his ****** was bringing their girl to stay for the rest of the week. So, we thought about another naughty little pub lunch, again, just the two of us and some hot car park/public games. However, 10 min into my journey there I pulled over to read a text from saying that the announcement of the merger of her hospital and the one in my town (really big news over here) has resulted in immediate changes and there was a meeting to discuss what this meant to her department. There were also assurances that this wasn't her changing her mind or getting cold feet about the two of us etc, just one of those things and she was expecting good news to come from the meeting.

Already on route I decided to grab a paper and treat myself for a consolation pie and a pint. Once there and finding the tables full but bar empty I fell into conversation with the young barman and ordered my food to eat at the bar, paper spread before me. 15 minutes later and quite engrossed in some article or another, I was disturbed from my study by a very Essex but, very feminine voice asking me if I'd been stood up this week. Looking over the top of my glasses, (best school teacher style) I said my very warmest of greetings to the young waitress who had witnessed our fun and games on our last visit. I also confirmed her suspicions but, made it clear that it was through pure chance, not some misdemeanour or ill performance on my part. She smiled at my cheek but, gave a quite serous telling off for our actions of a couple of weeks previous, saying that by all rights she should have me kicked out and barred, remarking in some detail some of the sexual deviances we'd foist upon their poor establishment. I left a suitable pause for dramatic effect and asked that if she was taking notes, what would she score for our performances. At this she cracked and laughed, her hair tied back in a tight pony tail gave her face quite a harsh, hard look but, her smile and laugh were lovely and really made her look quite pretty, I introduced myself properly and shook her hand, her name is Nicky.

Being towards the end of the lunch rush, she found quite a lot of excuses and time to talk with me whilst I ate, and quite frankly quizzed me on the circumstances of what she'd seen and my relationship with the Mr and Mrs John. I'll give her this, her shock, real or pretended, when I filled in the details with equal frankness, was well hidden behind only the occasional sideways look and wide-eyed grin. I didn't hold anything back, and she quite surprised herself, I think, as to the kind of questions she found herself asking, and one hand over her mouth the other touching my fore arm she even reddened a bit at some of the juicy details in my answers. The only time I found myself wanting to hold back, was when she asked how my own wife felt about the situation. I thought about lying but, couldn't really justify either that small falsehood or the effort in sustaining a lie, so told her the truth. She wasn't particularly impressed by that and said that she herself was at 24, a single mum now because her ex couldn't keep his cock in his pants, working six days a week to make ends meet, and her attitude hardened again. I tried explaining a little, agreeing with her and saying something along the lines of the reasoning I put on here for my infidelity and how I wanted more than anything to bring my wife on this "journey" with me and she relented a little but, changed the subject.

We chatted on an off for another hour or so as she got busy behind the bar or cleared tables, and I admit I didn't understand much of what she was saying as she was speaking that "estuary English" that younger people in Essex talk, but most of it seemed quite positive. When I finished, I nodded my good byes, saving my best smile for my new friend now the other end of the bar and turned to leave. My exit was checked by a cheery:

"hang-on, you've forgot something".

Turning and patting myself down as I did so, checking for my phone and keys etc, she caught up with me just by the door. Smiling that warm smile again she handed me a folded beer mat.

"here you go "oldschool" ... though you may find a use for this"

she was almost rocking on her heals and her smile all innocence. As I opened up the cardboard, I saw a phone number wrote large!

"that's how it used to be done in your day wasn't it" she beamed up at me, with that she tipped forward on her toes and planted a small kiss on my cheek then another on my mouth. Before I could react, she spun round and headed back to work.

So, from busted to flush in a 30 minute car journey! ... I went home with a phone number with from a pretty woman half my age (literary!), with an admitted "daddy-fixation" and a history of ******** with dick-heads. Completely out of the blue. Yesterday was a big win !

Wrote the above this morning (posted it whilst I was on the phone), before I had a chance to ring the number she'd given me. This afternoon by the time I had the chance to I'd sort of convinced myself that it was going to be a bit of a wind-up. So, I sent a text first just asking that if in the could light of day still wanted me to have her number, and if she'd changed her mind I'd lose the number. I was answered about twenty minutes latter and she asked if I would phone her this evening. Just got off the phone with her, she sounded genuinely pleased and excited that I had done so. Chatted for an hour or so. Many of you reading this with be very happy that she described her self as a "black-cock magnet", her ex and the frrther of her two-year-old is a black guy who not only had a big dick but apparently had massive balls! I hope to hear more about that. When they split-up, she moved into a flat owned by her mum above her mum's business, in a village only about a twenty-minutes drive from home. She also told me that she hadn't had sex or even the merest hint of some physical fun for the best part of eight months, so, I'm guessing I will owe any action I may get as a result of our conversation to a certain amount of desperation on her part (hell, I'll take that). Anyhow, as it stands at the moment (very aware that stuff can go south in a hurry) I am seeing Nicky Friday lunchtime at hers and hopefully going to Mrs John's for the fun postponed from yesterday, next Tuesday afternoon.

Speaking of Mrs John, text from her this morning, the meeting she went too, proved to be very good news both for her career and possibly good news for increased opportunities for us to meet, as she will in a few months be spending part of her working week working and teaching in my town's hospital. Because of travel times home and the shifts associated with her speciality, get gets to use staff accommodation if she wants, but also has a friend/colleague who lives here who said she would be happy to put her up during the week as their shifts would follow one another so, Mrs John being there would mean her place wasn't sitting empty for most of the day.

Really can't believe that this is so simple, so easy, for most of my adult life I thought this only happened to other people, weird

oldrope,

Thanks great news! Good fortune is just a matter of being in the right place at the right time and it sounds like your Opportunity was perfect. I look forward to your updates and hearing more about this new little horny girl.


Cuck who loves a creampie.

cuckold4one
will find out tomorrow if I have it in me, feels a bit different from seeing Mrs John for some reason, think it's the age difference or perhaps because I chatted my way into this, but, actually quite nervous ... best of it is when I asked her why she gave me her number, Nicky said it was because I had shaken her hand when I introduced myself ! ... apparently no man had ever done that before, she said that was;
"really old-school", she continued calling me "Oldschool" when we spoke on the phone, how fucking odd is that !

"old-school" is her way of saying she wants a man with experience to give her lesson in the sexual release her young twat is hungry for.

Enjoy the ride my friend...... she may turn out to be a really good fuck?
Cuck who loves a creampie.

Very nearly bottled my trip today, even right at the last minute, I have no real idea why I got myself so worked up about this but was able to quite happily meet Mrs John and even spend the night at theirs. Very glad I did go through with it, as it was a fantastically naughty and quite surprising few hours. Like I said I was really quite nervous and parked up away from the address and done a walk by first, realised that not only have I been there (on various antique hunting trips with my wife) but, I have talked on occasions with Nicky's muther both at her shop/workshop and at antique fairs. Now she's quite well spoken and a little posh, I had to wonder what she thought of her little girl spending her teenage years bouncing on black-cocks and later inviting strangers twice her age, back to home for a little afternoon delight!

When Nicky answered the door and quickly ushered me in and up the narrow stairs, I realised that she was every bit as nervous as myself and I took a degree of comfort from that. Really nice flat/apartment (well you'd expect that being above a furniture restorer wouldn't you), had a faint but not unpleasant smell of tobacco and air freshener. I was offered an Irish whisky, luckily not the same gigantic measure that she had poured herself which she toyed with both hands, talking a little too quickly for me to understand everything she was saying. Then suddenly I was in the zone, placing my own drnnk down I took her hands in mine and planted a deep kiss on her mouth, her lips parting I could now taste that lovely cocktail of whisky and cigarettes and a few minutes later she led me through to her bedroom.

She took great delight in stripping my clothes off me, like she was unwrapping a Christmas present, planting small kisses on each newly exposed bit of flesh. Soon I was down to trousers and nothing else, with this 24 years old and very sexy women on her knees teasing the buttons open, with the biggest grin on her face. I was really glad that I didn't disappoint her expectations and even got a mouthed wow from her up turned faced as she realised my cock, now at half-mast. She stroked it inches away from her face all the time smiling through perfect teeth, I think I said previously that she has quite a hard, quite cold look but, her smile instantly softens this, her hair once again was pulled back in a tight pony tail so my view was unobstructed, at last she tongued my semi-hard cock in to her mouth, still chilled from the whisky she'd been drnnking. I'd taking the opportunity to open a couple of flavoured condoms (that fiddling around can be a pain in the heat of the moment) and tossed them on to the unit by the head of the bed, Fantastic!

I ended up seated in a wide low chair, her semi-clothed now between my spread legs, she was really savouring the moment as if reminding herself what she'd been missing. I realised neither of us had spoken for a while so, I asked her if she was enjoying herself and just how well did I measure up with her ex, she having described him as having a very big cock with massive balls. She nodded her approval and said quite well, but his nuts were huge, and she couldn't fit even one in her mouth completely, I said something along the lines of, wow, I think I'd like to she her try that. She grinned again, let go of my cock and twisting round reached for her ipad, the TV sprang to life and after a few moments of browsing, she asked if I really did want to watch it, adding that I may as well as "the cunt had posted it on line" when they split up.

The footage was from a mobile, the drone of hip-hop in the background and Nicky, in way too much make-up, laying across a very black skinned and well-toned male's belly, the guy as very vocal and kept calling her "babe" and offering instructions loudly and quite forcibly. As her mouth on the screen found that hard black cock, the same one at my lap found mine again, and I was treated to a very exciting experience of having a sexy woman suck my piece to hardness whilst watching her do the same thing to a well developed ebony dick on a fifty-inch wide screen. The guy in the video was issuing instructions, like "suck the end", "use your tongue" etc and Nicky was mirroring these on mine. Then the dark voice ordered that pretty mouth to suck his balls, and fucking hell she wasn't lying, his nuts hung there like a stallion's, as she unsuccessfully tried to accommodate one of them in her mouth the other filled the palm of her other hand, at the same time she was quite easily able to accommodate the best part of both on mine!, never seen anything quite like them and it did look awesome, however, I soon lost interest and wanted a little piece of this hot stuff and lifted her from the floor and back on to her bed.

I was then able to treat her to a little first of her own, stripped her in a similar way she'd stripped me, when I got down to her panties, (matching underwear by the way, red lace, very nice against the tanning-booth colour of her skin) I pulled them aside, and began to enjoy sucking and licking her very fat pussy lips. In that moment I did actually think of my wife, and of Mrs John, and found myself lost in comparison between them. Nicky's clit, was small and quite lost in the folds of her labia and hood, but when the tip of my tongue found it, it was as if electricity was passing through her. I was soon able to suck it and work it at the same time, and as I slipped a couple of fingers inside her and rubbed the roof of her quite spacious (compared with Mrs John) cunt, she came hard and her juice filled my mouth. She could only tolerate this for a short while, and soon pushed me away, and this was the first time that she had ever had a guy suck her off to completion. She was quite surprised that I'd done it, apparently Essex lads, or at least the black ones don't go down on a woman very often, her ex wouldn't do it at all after she'd had the baby. I was struck with the difference in her juice and the other ladies in my life, Nicky's is very creamy, almost like semen in consistency and very sparse, not great floods like my wife's or the hot jet of Mrs John's orgasms.

As I mused on this, the video clip playing behind me reached a crescendo and I turned just in time to see the black dick on screen shoot an absolute monster load, almost comic in its volume, Nicky licking and kissing those massive nuts whilst struggling to massage them in one hand and the other milked that black snake dry, his own hand held a big joint and her pony tail, I mean even after he'd shot two great spouts, it still dripped out like a broken tap, his cum looked like someone had spilt half a glass of milk on him.
"fucking hell" escaped my lips and got Nicky's attention,

"yeah, that was a few days-worth though, he didn't want sex every day, said that bigger cocks take longer to recover"

Slightly less intimidated, for hearing that, I decided that I I'd done with the starters and wanted the main course, laying her back along the bed I picked up the two condom packets and offered her the choice of flavours, she picked chocolate of course. Laying her back and pulling her nickers off at the same time I really got to admire her freshly shaved pussy, then another first for me, fake boobs! Thankfully a decent job but, I've never seen implants up close. She had got them before her pregnancy and that of course had an effect but, not an unpleasant one, looked really good and laying back, stayed on her chest not under her armpits. Again, I was fascinated by how different Nicky's pussy felt around my cock to those I'd recently enjoyed, Nicky's was tight around the entrance, (recent lack of use) but more spacious deeper, I didn't bottom out either which I do with both my wife and Mrs John very nice but I knew almost straight away that a straight missionary positions wasn't going to really do it for her, so wrapping her legs round my waist I lent right back on my elbows so I was fucking the top of her pussy and exposing her for my thumb to stimulate that clit hidden in those juicy pink lips. She started a slow body role in time with my thrusts and I got a cracking view of my now chocolate coloured cock open her up as her orgasm built. It's one of my favourite positions, leaning back on one elbow I can watch the fun and keep it up all day, you do need a slightly longer than average cock if not you'll just slip out, but it really touches the spot and in a short time Nicky enjoyed a lovely little squirting climax, which came as more than a little surprise for her as this apparently was a first for her, having never squirted being fucked before. Hand over her mouth giggling, she bolted upright and had me show her just how far up my chest her cum had reached.
That set the mood for the rest of our assignation, it was a great laugh as well as very horny, I rolled her back and sucked her now chocolate flavoured cunt to another creamy little orgasm before joining her for a kiss, she then insisted on sucking the rest of the flavour off my dick. She discarded it as soon as the taste was gone and wanted fucking again, on her hands and knees doggie style, be rude not to oblige. Nicky has a few tattoos, a couple are to be honest a bit naff, but she also has some fantastic ink across one shoulder and down one side, I traced this with my finger tips of one hand whilst holding her head back by her pony tail and with that hot young body bucking underneath me, exclaiming loudly just how fucking good it felt I had a great orgasm, pulling out and unsheathing cuming over her wonderful arse and some of the "tramp stamp" tat there. To my surprise, considering the young bucks she'd been with, and to her delight she had another nice first then to enjoy, my cock staying hard and being ready for more, this time strawberry flavoured.

We carried on in the same vein for another hour or so, spent another laying around chatting and laughing buck-shy, even played on her play station for a bit like teens. One last first, for me anyhow, it had been a long time since I have had even had a cigarette, more than 30 years, but, after our second little tussle she lit one up and offered me one, so I had my first post-coital smoke. Now that is old-school.

Sounds like you'll be going back for some more of that hot pussy!
Cuck who loves a creampie.

cuckold4one
Really should thank you for what you said previously ... she genuinely was looking for someone with some "experience" to teach her, I just never would have thought that person was me! , you were bang on about that, she thought I was a "player", she also thought I was a great fuck and brilliant fun to be with, "so much better than the boys she'd been with, she said that!... I feel that I have lived most of my life with blinkers on, these last couple months have opened my eyes to the kind of person I was meant to be, if that sounds selfish then I'd like to point out that I've have felt more in control and confident these last few weeks that I have ever done in my 48 years on this planet ... I know it's pointless to live with regrets, but I keep running over conversations, looks, accidental touches all these instances where I have missed blatant "come-ons" that some seriously sexy women (and men for that matter LOL) have thrown in my direction and I have been so blinded with doubt that I missed ... so, I have made a promise to myself never to miss out again ... this is living

oldrope, you are one jam strangling cunt! You get knocked back on a promise of a lurid afternoon with Mrs John (ok, there was a genuine reason for it) go to the pub and get hit upon by an Essex girl barmaid who gives you her b1oody phone number with an unspoken promise of hours of incredible sex. Jesus, I hate you! Do you detect a very slight hint of jealousy in my tone?


I'm pretty sure you're now living up to that promise!

Glad to be of service.
Cuck who loves a creampie.

cuckold4one
you're going to love this then Kenny.

Couldn't ***** last night, my wife had no similar trouble and dozed happily next to me, knowing that Nicky was having a rare evening out with some friends thought I'd text her to see how she was and how she got on ... a few of our exchanges for your entertainment, I have taken out some of the Essex'isums but, throw a few "inits" and "yaknows" in here and there and you'll get it ;

Me: break many hearts out there tonight?

Nicky: town empty, Sunday, just a few squaddies being louts, so just us girls.

Me: no action then, never mind there is always your rabbit LOL

Nicky: still got finger banged though LOL (and a whole lot of emojis, some of which I'd never seen before) Does that count?

Me: Ok, how did you manage that then? "town empty"

Nicky: Lezzing-it-up on the dance floor with XXXXX and XXX got a little out of hand (winking emoji followed by more emojis)

Me: What you had lesbian sex in a night club? Wow are you bi?

Nicky: No and no, just lezzing-it-up, to tease the guys, dancing, grinding, a bit of kissing (emojis) everyone does it, not a lesbian YUK!

Me: "finger banged" ?

Nicky: that was just XXX and me getting a bit carried away not gay, you wish LOL

Me: you being fingered by another woman is an act of lesbian sex, isn't it? LOL ... I'm certainly liking the image, hang on did you finger XXX?

Nicky: no because neither of us is gay, and I didn't cum so there for not lezzie sex ! pmsl and yes LOL

Me: fucking hell where were girls like you when I was hitting the clubs when I was younger?

Nicky: every woman has been with another woman, at least once, simple as, but teasing-it-up in a club doesn't count. Ask your wife, she'll tell you that

NB: at this point just add random emojis where ever you want, she was well plastered and noe seemed to make any sense or followed any context to my mind

Me: god I've asked her that a hundred times and no, she's never been there, my upper-most wish is for us to bring a woman home but, she's just not interested yet .

Nicky: don't believe that, not even when she was a youngster? When I was XX my mum's best friend used to pay me "pocket money" to feel me up whilst she flicked-her-bean and every girl had a girlfriend who they experimented with growing up! Perhaps she doesn't want to hurt your feelings because they were better than you LOL

Me: you used to be touched up by an older woman when you were a teen?

Nicky: yes, and she must have been a lesbian because she would cum, and I didn't, any way it's a bit like prison sex ain't it? No, hot guys out so taking care of business LOL in the club I mean

Me: bet you got wet though?LOL

Nicky: oh wait mum's friend did make me cum LOL (emojis)

Drnnk texting is great

Spoke with Mrs John, will be the three of us tomorrow afternoon (to start with), all afternoon as none of us is working. Thought up a nice little treat for John discussed this with Mrs john and she thinks it's an awesome idea. Will let you know how it pans out

I do hope this is going to involve male chastity (cock cage) It works wonders for those husbands that won't shut the fuck up! The other thing I've found is to place him outside the bedroom door, where he can't see but can hear clearly. Then fuck his wife, she'll squeal like a pig when she orgasms, he'll hear but not see.
Either way, I can't wait to hear about your cunning plan!

Tuesday's date was great, a few chores to do, then round to Mr and Mrs John's, helped John fix a fence before lunch, prepared by Mrs John, shower then the hot-tub. The sun even come out. Sat there in the Ferrari of spar pools, ****** cooler, lights, space heaters even has a remote-control canopy, also comes with a hot sexy blonde sitting naked on your lap. John sat opposite and filmed some of our messing about on a palm sized go-pro (which he does on and off through the rest of the afternoon), whilst his wife and me fooled around a little, but mostly just chatted laughed and talked between the three of us. In the summer they host barbeque and spar parties (completely non-sexual), both wondered if my wife and myself would come, something to think on.

After forty or so minutes of this, I whispered quietly to Mrs John that she should get ready (my little idea). She slipped out and went indoors and John slide over next to me, telling me more of their summer plans. He is very keen for me to stay over again and was thinking of excuses I could use. The first, inevitably involved being his guest at a football matches, no go there, my misses would never fall for that, but then he suggested boxing and cricket which are more likely. He also told me that he is going to be away for several weeks during the summer, having arranged training matches for his team with a couple of big league teams at their summer training abroad. He said that on one trip he intends to spend most of the time "balls deep up the arse of a particularly sexy Spanish whore" he has previously enjoyed, before Mrs John and his step ch1ld flies out to join him. 15-20 minutes drift past with us chatting before I suggest we go inside and join Mrs John as I'm guessing she is ready now, with a surprised look on his face he follows me inside forgetting to grab a towel to hide his stiff cock, quick shower and up the stairs.

Waiting for us in her bedroom is a quite beautiful sight, Mrs John in her Wedding dress, right down to the terraria and pearl coloured shoes, perched on the edge of that giant bed of hers. I got the idea the minute she told me that she could still fit in it. I took her hands and draw her up into a fantastic kiss, John stood in the door way speechless as I sat on the bed and his wife, drops to her knees in front of me never once taking her eyes from mine. Half-laced white gloves take hold of my now rock-solid cock and she pulls it to her lips and mouth. A few minutes of her mouthing me and I look across at John, realising that he hasn't said anything for a bit expecting to see him pulling himself but, he is just standing there, I think in shock, his wife in her full bridal gear kissing, licking, biting and sucking on another man's penis and ball, she even strays further round a few times and I could feel that sharp tongue of hers flicking my anius. I motion him to head over which he does almost nervously, Mrs John takes his cock in hand and strokes it in time with her bobbing up and down on mine. A few minutes more and she switches, now sucking his. She does this a few more times holding them close together in comparison before trying to fit both in her mouth or lapping across the two bulbous heads. looking up at him at the same time, stopping only to mouth "thank you". John takes a big gulp of air and tells his wife how beautiful she is and how much he loves her.

Mrs John smiles and stands and the two of them embrace, even with her still holding my cock lightly, and suddenly I feel the interloper, I edge back a little, until I'm against the foot-board and watched for a little while giving them a little space. They enjoy what must have been a cock flavoured kiss and Mrs John pushes her husband to the bed and pulling her dress aside to straddle him, I get a grandstand view of her white stockings, garters and basque and his cock pressing through her tidy pussy lips and into her tight cunt. Not the most dominant thing to admit to, but at that moment if they had have asked me to leave them alone to enjoy each other, I would have happily left, quite happy for them. However, Mrs John and myself had discussed just this moment, still riding her hubby she, half turned and invited me to the other end of the bed. Carefully kneeling above the prostrate Mr John, with her pinning his arms to the bed, she took my hardon into that lovely mouth again and he was to have a perfect view. She slowly allowed it into her mouth extenuating its length, she then fucked it orally, very deeply in time with her fucking the smaller cock in her pussy. So deeply in fact that saliva began to bubble and run from the corners of her mouth and of course on to Johns face, I could just make out that she was smiling at this and she had a particular sparkle in eyes as the fucking of her mouth began to generate loud slurping sounds, these she matched with moans until she simply ran out of breath and let my cock free to rest obscenely against her face. She then began to ask John if he liked what he'd seen, did he want to suck the taste off her tongue, was he enjoying fucking her whilst my big cock fucked his wife's face. At that moment I was really enjoying her banter, she then addressed me, telling me that John wants to suck my cock, told her so earlier, wanted to lick us both clean, still fucking him she told him that he was going to clean us both up.

With a grimace and a grown, John emptied a wad in his wife's pussy, she lifted herself a little but kept rubbing his cum out onto the lips of her cunt, asking him if it was nice, she told him that he had cum very quickly before he could answer. Slightly encumbered by her dress I helped her to move forward and up onto her knees her cum soaked cunt a foot or so over her hubby's open mouth. There was plenty of room in that great bed for me now to stand, leaning back against the wall behind it, offering myself to that delicious pink lipsticked mouth once more. She reached down rubbed that large clit with increasing speed, long trickles of his own spunk drew down over John's face, he knew I was watching, pretending he hadn't made eye contact he opened his mouth to accept the first drawl. Mrs John's wanking became almost frantic before she had an explosive orgasm, ejaculating both her own and his cum onto his face. So, powerful was her climax, that I squatted down to support her from falling back, and instead helped her lay back on top of John. With his face now firmly planted between her lovely little bottom cheeks, and cum dripping onto his face, I slid my cock inside her wet hole, ******* a bubble or two more out. For the next fifteen or so minutes, John's whole world consisted of his a mouth full of his wife's arse and my balls in his face.

We stopped for a moment to pull her wedding dress off completely, revealing that her basque, only half-cupped her breasts, and gave her lovely little boobs quite a full look, I was soon devouring them as well, her face pressed to the top of my head as I did so, free of the dress she was able now to fuck me hard back and a wet stream ran back down my cock and ball and presumably into Johns willing or ********* face. A slight change in my own position and I got the penetration and wet suction I needed and my own load joined the cum cocktail, a very satisfying fuck. We kissed and whispered our appreciations and straddling both her and John beneath her we made out quite passionately until John's discomfort become an un-ignorable distraction. John was laughing as he rolled, stiffly off the bed to join us, I offered a hand to help him up. His face and neck were dripping wet, he also pointed out the cum in his wife's hair where he had cum for a second time unnoticed by the two of us.

Mrs John and myself went back to the hot tub, whilst John busied himself getting ready to go out, football. She told me that John had very rarely been able to cum twice in quick succession like that, usually needing quite a long recovery time and he'd now done it twice when it was the three of us, told her it made him feel like a teen again. I didn't tell her about Nicky, neither did I let on that an event she's going to in my town soon, myself and my wife have tickets for, trying to imagine the conversation between them should they bump into each other. It was really nice having the extra time, not rushing. John joined us sitting by the pool and the three of us chatted for a bit before he left, saying that the afternoon was fucking awesome and for us to enjoy the rest of the evening.

We weren't in a hurry to leave the sparpool and she lay in my arms for another hour. I did have it in mind to have a repeat of our last BDSM session from last time but we actually showered for a third time, (the big shower next to her room) and began fucking there her pressed against the full-length mirror, she was watching herself as intently as I was. We drifted on to her bed and trying not to think about another guy unloading there, little over an hour earlier, I sucked her fantastic clit to another orgasm before we fucked again. she got very vocal, the sort I like, asking if my wife would do this that, or the other. She got ecstatic at the idea that I'd fucked my wife's arse a few nights before, think she'd done that before, it got her really hot, and wanted to know every detail. I asked if she wanted to try it, she said that she really liked the idea, esp being d'ped but, unless she was really "medicated" it was just way too painful for her. She settled for me tongue fucking her there for a bit whilst I fingered and licked her to a cracking climax which collapsed her into the sheets giggling rolling over spread wide and demanding my cock in her pussy again. She finished me off with a fantastically long wet blow job, her particular thing seems to be to leave a streak to dry on her face, at the same time every last drop being cleaned meticulously from my member. A fucking good date.