I want my enemy to cuckold me

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Chapter 1
New York
Six months later, at the Jones’s apartment, Jack Thompmister is visiting. He is talking with Paul Jones the duo is having fun as they haven’t chat in a while.
Paul was married to Mary, a famous model/actress. After some false starts, her career was at the moment, consistently growing. It was about to skyrocket, some said. Before, she played eye candy characters in movies which had no lines. They had no repercussion for her career.
Now, she had done some small roles on big movies, and big roles in tiny movies. She wasn’t a movie star yet. But she got people talking.
Some celebrities’ magazines complained about the new Mary, they tried to argument she was able to cultivate a nice girl image before, but now she was just another media whore many celebrity shows on TV, her behavior was outrageous, they said. One of them even said: she is the next celebrity sex tape waiting to happen, and I know she is married.
When she decided to do a racier role, with some nudity, the media went crazy. She gave the usual excuse: the role was so meaty she couldn’t refuse it. It was the kind of role she would get awards for.
Between her and her posse, they knew it was part of a strategy. Mary recent roles allowed her and Paul to change homes, she wasn’t so big she had to leave New York, but his new condo housed several small celebrities and rich people. It also offered more privacy. This for the couple was essential.
On the home front, nothing much had changed. Of course, now Mary had assumed she was a full-fledged slut that deep inside she always knew she was, and now Paul knew it too.
Paul continued to live his life as a reporter, without many changes.
The bad part for him was that his hateful rival Nick became part of his everyday life. He even had a key to the new apartment, which he used often.
Whenever Paul had to travel, Mary would call Nick to spend the night. If he was free he would come and fuck her brains out.
Many times Paul would return from his rounds earlier than expected and he would get to see them going at it. Whenever that happened he had to relax in the guests’ room, but not before a session (or more), of masturbation by the bed, watching the couple in their depravity. Mary even bought a chair and placed it there so Paul could watch them and jerk off comfortably.
All these things didn’t bother him much, the only thing he disliked about Nick having the key, was, what Nick called (and Mary too, even though she never said it in front of Paul’s) ‘Hershey’s nights.
Sometimes Nick would come in at night, unannounced, and that meant Paul had to wake up and go away. Even though Nick’s cock wasn’t always available for Mary, her holes were always available for him.
Hershey’s nights were worse. It was when Nick would arrive, usually takes and stinking cigars, and catch Paul and Mary doing it. In those instances, Mary would just stop midway whatever they were doing, and because Nick didn’t do sloppy seconds, Mary would then just offer her Hershey highway to him, on the spot, as Paul couldn’t yet touch that hole.
Paul then would have to finish it by himself, with his hands, at the new chair, while Nick sodomized his wife.
The day after Hershey’s nights were the happiest for Mary; as a new found slut, she believed Hershey’s nights were the perfect demonstration of her new status. Even thinking about it made her horny, she couldn’t believe how nasty it was, to just unmount your strong, honest and devoted husband, leaving him with blue balls, and spread your ass cheeks to his ugly, fat, old enemy, just because he has a HUGE COCK, and then take it whole inside her ass.
She and Nick never forgot to humiliate Paul when that happened. It was an important part of their role-play:
- Ho, tell the fluffer to get out. The talent has arrived!
- Petey, go play with the other kids, Dad is home and Mommy is horny!
- Thanks to warm her up for me, wimp!
- Amateur hour is over; let the pro take over from here.
Mary was even proud she didn’t need any preparation anymore. She didn’t need to lube or even spit to receive the massive fuckmeat in her brown hole. Assfucking was such an integral part of their constant lovemaking, she was always open and loose for him.

to be continued

Johnboy

I'll pretend to be an insulting, smug, asshole if you'll let me fuck your wife

Their threesome dynamic was already in place, so was Mary career progression, but Paul couldn’t help but worry about both.
Mary seemed to be happy about everything. The strategy John Southgate had created for her was working, but Paul thought it was the wrong one. Being called a whore daily by celebrity sites was a good strategy to some, but he couldn’t see in what it would be help Mary, a married woman, to establish herself as a real actress.
As per Paul request, Mary didn’t authorize pictures of Paul in the media. This was helpful, but there were still other security issues.
Once a reporter asked her: who is the man, who was constantly visiting you at nights? She pretended to not hear the question but later Southgate and she worked overnight to concoct a story for Nick.
In it, the photographer was a friend of Paul’s (not Mary), who would often exchange trade tips to each other. Southgate even went further and added, as a joke, that Nick’s was a mentor to Paul. The people who knew Paul from the time they worked together would have found that hard to believe, but Southgate expertly arranged some events where they would act as friends in front of an audience, before making the story public.
This, however, was the subject of Jack current questioning.
- Can you explain what this story about Nick and you being friends is? – asked Jack.
- Well, it’s true – said Paul.
- Do you think I’ll believe you? Is something wrong? Does he have something on you?
- No, of course not.
- Come on, Paul, last time we talked you and Nick were sworn enemies…
- Jack…- Paul hesitated, he considered telling Jack everything, but he was embarrassed. He thought for a while and, in the end, he realized he needed to tell someone. - What I have to tell you, you have to keep your mouth shut.
- Oh, I knew it - smiled Jacked. What happened? Is he blackmailing you?
- I wish it was so simple… I wished it was something illegal.
- You are not making any sense. Illegal is right up his alley.
- He isn’t doing anything wrong…
- What the fuck? So tell me, I will never guess then.
- Remember the last time we talked? We were taking about Mary and Nick listened?
- Yeah, of course, what an asshole! He wanted to bet Mary would cheat. You are still together, aren’t you? Fuck him.
- Well, I never did tell you the outcome of the bet… I’m so ashamed.
- Whhhattt? She was cheating, and you forgave her?
- Yes.
- Wow, sorry Paul. Never expected that from Mary. That is awful!...
- Yes. It was very traumatic, but we dealt with it.
- Good. – Jack looked to Paul and saw he wanted to talk more. Shit, there is more isn’t it?
- Yes.
- Who she was seeing?
- No one in particular – Paul answered, already regretting, but determined to share everything with his friend. A few guys at her line of work, once in a while.
- Jesus – said Jack. Then he realized Paul was still trying to talk. Oh, my God, you are trying to tell me it is not the end of it?
- Not even close – Paul sighed. Do you remember the terms of the bet?
- Fuck! Yes, I do, some bullcuckolds brownie about you letting him try to seduce Mary… wait, wait, wait…are you telling you did let him?
- Yes – whispered Paul, in shame.
- What? - At this point Jack had figured it out, but he wanted to hear from Paul’s mouth. Jesus, Paul, are you dumb? How could you?
- He tricked me.
- Shit, I would have guessed that, and what happened? – Jack thought it was too fucked up to believe. In some point he stopped being sorry for his friend. He deserved it for being so stupid. He wanted to know the nasty stuff. He had already guessed Nick had succeeded in bedding Mary.
- He did fuck her – finally said Paul. After finalizing confessing this, Paul, oddly, relaxed.
- Holy Fuck! How? Did he haveged her, blackmailed her? Tricked her?
- No, unfortunately, he respected the terms of the bet.
- That’s impressive of him. So how did he do it?

- Just like he said, he just needed some time alone with her to show her his ‘charm’ and his huge cock. A lot more the latter than the former –Paul sighed.
- Wow. Gotta respect that... – upon realizing he was hurting Paul, he said - Sorry Paul, but you did screw up!
- Yeah. At this point I can’t be offended anymore.
- So, when was that? How long did he pursue her?
- Just a week later – said Paul. Jack sensed that Paul’s attitude had changed. He could see now that Paul was horny telling the story. Fuck, he was too. Paul was somewhat even proud of it. Let me tell you the details…
Paul told Jack everything. Jack would have to jerk off to it at night. He couldn’t help but mock Paul once again:
- Well, whenever I see Nick I’ll pay him a beer. It’s not every day you beat your enemy and score a grade` A` pussy so masterfully.
- Fuck you! –Paul was mad, but smiling when he said it.
- And I guess you are saying that now he frequents your house…
- Whenever he wants to fuck her again. She is addicted. I guess I’m addicted to watch too.
- Wow, Paul. I never expected this from you. Or Mary.
- I know.
- And he even assfucked her? He broke her ass cherry!
- Yes, he does it all the time now.
- You know Paul. I would really like to see Nick fucking Mary.
- Get the fuck out! Are you kidding?
- No. Mary is hot. I’d love to see her fucked in the ass by a big cock.
- Maybe someday – joked Paul.
Chapter 2
Later that night, Mary and Paul talk about their day, during lovemaking. Paul ended up talking about the conversation with Jack. She laughed. She is happy Paul opened his heart to someone, but she was intrigued by Jack’s comments.
The next day, when Paul left for word, Mary called Nick immediately. She tried not to show her eagerness when Paul is around, but as soon as he announces he is leaving, Mary’s pussy starts to leak. Nick’s phone is on speed dial.
15 minutes later, Nick arrived. Within an hour, Mary’s asshole is overflowing with sperm. She had come 4 times during this time.
Nick is lying on his stomach, he tells Mary:
- Lick my ass, Ho.
Mary gets on top of him, and spreading his cheeks, dives in. Around Nick, she has no ego, no shame. She loves it.
- You can’t believe what I heard! – says Mary.
- What was it?
- Do you remember Jack Thompmister? (slurp)
- Yeah, Paul’s blond wimp friend (snicker). In a way, he helped me getting to you.
- Yeah… (giggles). I have to thank him someday.
- What about him?
- (slurp) Paul told him about us!!!
- Really, HHAHAHAHA! And what he did?
- He mocked Paul, but he also said he would like to watch us!
- That’s fantastic hahahaha! What do you think?
- I like to show off (slurp)!!! Let’s do it.
- Nahh – said Nick. Is he still dating that blond slut?
- Tina? Yeah.
- Let’s make a deal. You set me up with the blondie hottie, I let him watch me fuck you!
- (slurp) Sooo wicked! I’ll see what I can do (giggle).
Finally, after Mary’s tongue brought his cock to attention, Nick decides it’s time to some pussy fucking.
When Paul arrives, an hour later, Mary is screaming her 7th orgasm of the evening. When they leave the room to get some water, she playfully brings Nick by his penis.
Paul goes straight to the guest room.
Chapter 3

When Nick gets home, his mister, whom he only learned of in the last few months, is away. The boy was the result of a fling 18 years before. At that moment in time, Nick didn’t fuck beautiful woman. Therefore the boy didn’t have much luck. He had his man facial features and the skinny body of his lady.
She had died a year before. The young man, name Timothy, or Timmy, surprised Nick with the news of manhood. Nick wanted out, but didn’t see how. He let the boy crash at his apartment.
Nick knew nothing about the boy, but he should have known a couple of things:
One was that he was one of the biggest fans of Mary Willis in the world. Back at his home on New Jersey, his room was filled with her pictures and videos; he followed her career in detail. Nick’s constant visits at the Jones’s let the boy curious.
Another one is that he only decided to move in with his man after reading about his relationship with Paul Jones and Mary Willis. He expected do meet her. In his dreams he would seduce her. His actual plan was to **** her.
Timmy was always asking Nick questions about Mary, which he dismissed as media talk. Nick would love to brag about fucking the model, but he would do it when he got tired of her, which, at the moment, looked to be years ahead. Plus he didn’t know Timmy well enough to trust him.

Paul was at work. He was in the newsroom checking his e-mails, finishing an article and waiting for a new assignment.
The new intern was looking at him. Paul was annoyed already by the boy: two months in the company and he already took liberties with everyone, plus he couldn’t stop asking question about Mary. Not only that, but the boy, whose name was Timmy, always looked like he couldn’t fathom how Mary had fallen for him. It was offensive to Paul to think that a boy that age, 18-19 years old could look down on him that way. Timmy was extremely disrespectful to him and crass when speaking about Mary.

An hour later, Paul goes to bathroom. While he is peeing, someone takes the urinal beside him. He isn’t paying attention.
- It’s not fair; a woman like Mary shouldn’t have to settle for that!
- What?! - Paul interjected.
- I expected you to have a big cock, it would be explain things a little bit. What does she see in you?
- Fuck off! Are you retarded?
- Look at this – Timmy said, pointing downwards – She deserves this!
When Paul looked at the boy penis, he was shocked. He couldn’t tell if it was bigger than Nick’s, but at least it was in the same ballpark. It looked huge and heavy. Any woman who appeared in the bathroom at this exact moment would chose the boy’s over his, he was sure. It was something Mary would enjoy indeed. He erased the thought in his mind immediately.
- I bet she would enjoy that, wouldn’t she? – The boy asked. Paul was silent. She would love it in her pussy, I know that, maybe someday…
- Listen Timmy – said Paul. Don’t come near me anymore or I will report you. This is outrageous.
While Paul left, Timmy was smirking.
When Paul got to his desk, he decided he would avenge this affront.
Chapter 4
It’s Saturday and Paul wakes up late. He smells coffee and hears familiar voices in the kitchen. It’s Tina Hardy, another model, who shared the same agent as Mary for a while. She happens to be Jack’s girlfriend and Paul’s former lover, before Mary. He overhears their conversation.
- So, Mary…Jack told me about the new arrangement.
- What arrangement? – Mary blushes, surprised.
- You and Paul… and Nick Fucking Paulmister!
- Oh my! He told you that?
- So it’s true?
- Yeah.
- How could you?
- Well, I just realized I’m not a one-man woman. I love Paul, but I missed this in my life, and now I have it.
- Wow, you aren’t even embarrassed.
- I was but not anymore. I am happy. I have a loving husband in Paul and great sex with Nick. Scratch that, I have fantastic sex with Nick. Just thinking about his cock makes my day. Then I have to change my underwear. I want his huge fuckstick all the time in any of my holes.
- …You became a slut…
- Yes, and I am proud of it, I’m a slut for huge cocks…
- …and Paul is your cuckold…
- ..I guess so, but I love him too much to say that out loud or to thinking about him this way. You can’t brag about Jack anyway. He would love to watch Nick and me.
- Get out!
- Yeah, he would, he said so himself. Nick is willing, as long as he can fuck you!
- Pfft, he will die wanting it. Both of them! God, Nick is so ugly!!!
- You would enjoy it! Nick would make you cum so hard! Jack would jerk off to it, just like Paul. You won’t care how ugly Nick is when 11inches are deep in you reaching your womb and making you squirt!
- Stop that. I will throw up! Paulmister is hideous and I’m not a slut. I have no desire to fuck Nick. For his benefit or Jack’s.
- Oh, what a role reversal, isn’t Honey! You were supposed to be the wild one. You don’t have to lie to me. Your nipples are hard as a rock!
- Stop Mary. This is not funny!
- I have a video of us together, do you wanna see it?
- I didn’t know about the video – interjected Paul. Both girls looked in surprise.
- The relaxing beauty woke up – said Tina.
- Yeah, and now I’m late for gym. I have to run. See you guys later.
- Bye Honey! – said Mary
- Bye Paul! - said Tina.
- So… do you wanna see some good homemade porn? – asked Mary, smiling.
- Sure! – answered Felecia.

Later that night, Tina is restless in the bed. She is dreaming about big cocks. The events of the day took her toll on her. Even after a good session with Jack, she is still horny.
In her dreams, there are cocks of all colors and all shapes, the only common trait is their size. They are all pussy breakers, ass destroyers, thick fucksticks. After a while the cocks in her dreams become recognizable. One is from the mysterious man, the other is Nick’s, from Mary’s video.
The video was impressive; she ended up masturbating on Mary’s couch, while Mary made fun of her.
Soon, in her dreams, she was fucking Nick. She never imagined herself dreaming about Nick Paulmister. She had dated many men. Jack was a fine specimen, a quarterback type. She dated Paul and even though he was smaller, he was leaner and attractive. She dated many other men. As Mary had said, Tina Hardy was the wild one in the duo. They didn’t start as friends; they became friends through their men. It was crazy she was dreaming about Nick, Mary’s booty call, while having much better options available.
But, the fact was, she was masturbating thinking about the ugly man. She wanted his cock in her mouth, and in her pussy.

Johnboy
yes I have experienced my wife being taken by my "enemies." One in particular was an arrogant, conceited, condescending, twit, who was unattractive, tall with narrow shoulders, a little gut, resceding hairline. No merit to him at all. He was the president of the garden club and my wife wanted to be a member. When we moved in the folks we bought our house from advised my wife to be nice to him if she wanted in. Long story short - he ultimately got in her pants and continued to do so, delighting in it when he saw me. He also gave another of his friends whom I hated the opportunity to fuck her. It was horribly humiliating but it was a thrilling offense.
chris

Great story doc! Shame no one else has wrote about being cucked by a rival or enemy

aaaa aaa

wrong thread

LOve hearing these stories and experiences!

True story:
I was a new hire at a facility in the Los Angeles area. My trainer, let's call him Doug, was a smug bastard. Not as bad as some of the trainers, but bad enough. He was a real party natural, as were my wife, Cindi, and I. He was always making smartass remarks about me, but not too bad. One night Cindi and I went to his place to have some takes and to get high. We got pretty blasted. Doug put on some porno to watch and I was getting very horny. On an impulse, I lifted Cindi's shirt and showed her tits to Doug. Cindi shrieked, but made no effort to pull her shirt down. Doug leaned over and took a nipple in his mouth, I took the other.
For awhile we just tonged and sucked her tits, then I worked her shorts and panties off. Doug ran his hand down to her pussy and started to finger her. I asked if he would like to go down on her, and he knelt in front of her. I spread her pussy lips for him. I watched as he tongued her until suddenly she grabbed my hand and pushed it away. I thought she was pissed but instead she scooted forward and pulled his head to her pussy and came all over his face.
After she'd come back from orbit she ordered Doug to take off his clothes. Doug's cock was noticeably bigger than mine and she went to town on it, even licking his balls while I watched. After a time we went to his bedroom and he slid into her, doggy-style. I slid underneath and licked her clit as his big cock reamed her pussy. She came several times, at the end she squirted all over my face. She was in awe of him.
A few weeks later, when Doug and I were working one night he started making fun of my cock size. I was very humiliated and did not know what to say.

Thanks to all for sharing your stories - long may you keep posting

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It would turn me on if my wife fucked my enemy

Has anyone else got stories like these here?

What would really turn me on is if my wife fucked her younger brother. He is 9 years younger than me, in great shape, very hung (I've seen him after going swimming) and an arrogant little fuck.

kayeal
You say : "It would turn me on if my wife fucked my enemy"?
We should chat. david_pushover in yahoo messenger.

Yes tell us more Kayeal

This is my favorite thread, anyone have new stories?

Shame this story was not continued by Crazygene! I would have loved to see if Timmy got some married pussy!

Me too!

I wouldn't call him my enemy, but I was cuckolded by a guy I used to work with and didn't get on particularly well with. I have worked for the company since 1982 and Mick joined in 1987. He soon found his feet and in the work's social club, he met my wife Debbie.

Mick would often criticise the way I did the job - "too slow", etc - and put me down, so I wouldn't ever have called him a friend. Debbie however liked him and he took a shine to her. She often frequented the club either alone or with me and, I found out years later, Mick asked my wife out for a dr1nk. She admitted to me that she'd been tempted but turned him down. I also remember one occasion when she met me from work one warm sunny day and was sitting on a chair in the works' yard. I noticed Mick position himself on the step immediately behind Debbie, this giving him a perfect view over her shoulder and down her top. I reckon he could not only see down between her breasts, but probably her belly too. He looked up and saw me watching him. I didn't say anything, just smiled. He took this as a sign to carry on admiring my wife's tits and smiled back at me.

He left the firm in the early 90s, but in 2009 he sent a friend's request to Debbie on Facebook. Not me you notice? She accepted and soon Debbie and Mick were chatting daily online and texting one another having exchanged numbers. We had a lodger at the time - Marie - and Debbie suggested to Mick that he should maybe ask her out. Mick played darts in local pubs and had not only played in teams with Marie's s0n, but also Debbie's two boys from previous relationships. He told Debbie that if he had a choice, it would be her he asked out and so his seduction started.

As Debbie had not long re-started cuckolding me (following a one-night-stand with a young customer from the shop she worked in 1999), I had a fair idea where these chats and texts would lead and sure enough, one Sunday afternoon, Mick told Debbie that his wife was out and suggested she got a cab over to his house. A couple of hours later I was summoned to pick her up from the end of his road. She was stood on the street corner when I got there, shivering. All she had on was a flimsy white top and a blue denim mini-skirt. No bra, no knickers.

Her first words to me were, "Well, that wasn't all that!" I don't know why, but I was a little stunned. "What? You fucked him?" "Yep!", she replied, with a smile. "His spunk's dribbling down my leg, You'd better get me home before it leaks onto your car seat." Up to now we'd always agreed that she wouldn't have sex with anyone I knew so I couldn't put a face to the name and that she'd always use condoms. She'd been sterilised, but she'd always tell the guy that she didn't want any more babies. But I knew Mick very well and he'd just fucked her bareback.

At home in bed it was clear that my wife had not long been fucked and fucked well. Her pussy was red and puffy, gaping open and wet. It looked amazing and I quickly went down on her. I could smell the sex on her and could taste not only Debbie's familiar juices, but a new added ingredient. Mick's cum. We played a little teasing game, whereby I pretended not to know that she'd even been out, let alone where, and had to guess who she'd been out with and what they'd been doing. "I've been naughty. Very naughty. I went to see someone you know. Someone you don't even like." Soon, I entered her like Mick had earlier, fucking her just as eagerly as he had, adding my cum to his as she told me how he'd ordered her not to wear any knickers and how they'd kissed on his bed before he undressed her. He'd sucked her tits and licked her out, before mounting her, not even offering to put a condom on and her not wanting him to anyway. He'd fucked her hard, no doubt a result of trying to get her into bed for about 20 years and finally succeeding, with the added bonus of this surely being the biggest put-down of her husband yet.

As far as I was aware until quite recently, Mick and Debbie had only done it once more, a few months later at his new flat after he'd split from his wife. However, having plucked up the courage to add him myself on Facebook after Debbie and I had divorced, I have since discovered that they carried on seeing one another on and off for 2-3 years, even going away for a week's holiday together. I knew she was away with a man, but thought it was someone totally different!

It took a lot to actually start talking to him online about Debbie, especially as he thought their "affair" was a secret. He had no idea that I knew, but once I confessed that I not only knew, but encouraged her going elsewhere to get extra cock, he was happy to chat about what they'd got up to. I must be honest, although it was good to be told what nice tits my wife had, how wet her pussy always was and how she was always up for it, I was quite disappointed when he told me that he didn't regard her as a particularly good fuck, certainly not as good as he'd thought she would be. Neither of us can quite work out why she got so secretive - I found out from a woman we knew about another man she'd been seeing too - but I'm guessing she either had started getting feelings for him or just that doing it behind my back was more exciting.

Mick has moved away now - with the ex-wife of the guy Debbie is with now! - but having seen photos of my new girlfriend, has suggested we go visit sometime. He says he'd be more than happy to oblige again, never having had 2 women "belonging" to the same guy before and that this time he could report back on how my ex-wife and my girlfriend compare in bed. The idea does arouse me, but there's no way my new lady would do it.
Peter C

That's hot

Thank you. Yes, my wife broke both our ground-rules that Sunday afternoon, but I took it all in my stride. I must be honest, if I had had to choose a work colleague for Debbie to go with, it would definitely not have been Mick, but it wasn't up to me and it being him did add to my humi1iation, imagining that arrogant smirk on his face. Having enjoyed putting me down at work all those years before, getting my wife into bed must have given Mick the ultimate buzz.
Peter C

I'd agree.

Yes! The very first guy she cheated with before she cucked me for good. I wish he would come to our house and fuck her for a week while I fluffed and sucked his dick.

I bet you'd suck that cock dry

This is a fantasy I have had for a long time. Someone I worked with who I didn't care for. The real power is when he comes to the house while I am at work and my wife prefers him for sex. We stay together but she cuts me off from sex and talks about him all the time. My wife also has me wash his car while they are together. He supervises me at work and she supervises me at home.