A Cuckold By Any Other Name - Part III - Sex Stories

A Cuckold By Any Other Name - Part III

... his lovemaking. He pulled them down over her feet and Kate’s hand returned to the back of his head. “This is the most important job of all,” she said softly, “and the job that all cuckolds love to do.” John looked up at her and then looked directly in front of her. The musky scent filled his nostrils and he could also see the remnants of her lover's cum on the insides of her thighs. “Is this what Frank does?” he said as she pulled him to her. “Yes,” she moaned as his tongue touched her sex. It was ten minutes later when John looked up again. Kate had climaxed under the working of his tongue and her lover’s cum had all but been swallowed up by his voracious lips. Kate looked down at him and smiled. His face glistened with her juices and her lover’s cum was still very evident on his chin. “W . . . what next?” he asked. “What does Frank do next?” Kate touched his shoulders and motioned him to stand. She kissed him; allowing her lips to linger and taste both her and her lover’s juices. “Frank gets his reward for being such a good cuckold,” she told him. “W . . . what reward is that?” Kate guided him to the edge of bed and made him lie down. “Frank receives the personal thanks of his Cuckoldress,” she told him as she gripped his erection and began to move her hand up down. John groaned “That’s it my sweet cuckold,” she said softly, “Lie back and think of that big thick cock that was pleasuring your wife this afternoon. Think about how it filled her; how it stretched her eager ...

... pussy. Think about how she lay there screaming under her lover’s heavy pounding as she came time and time again. Think about . . . “ John screamed out loudly as his cum shot into the air and came down onto his belly. “That’s it darling,” she whispered, “Think of all that cum that filled your wife’s pussy this afternoon.” John’s cum continued to flow and his moans grew softer and softer until there was nothing left inside him. “That was . . . that was fucking . . . “he started to say. Kate looked at him. She had never seen him so relaxed; so satisfied. “Would you like to take over from Frank?” she asked him. “Would you like to take over his duties and let me be your Cuckoldress?” John reached for her thigh and gently squeezed. “Of course I would, darling.” Kate leaned over and kissed him. “Thank you,” she told him, “I am sure that you will do a much better job.” “Who . . . who is your lover?” Kate kissed him again. “Let’s talk about that another time,” she told him. “In the meantime let’s get cleaned up and get something to eat and then I’ll read to you.” “Read to me?” Kate smiled. John suddenly realised what she meant. “It . . . it looks like quite a long read,” he told her. “It is. It’s also a very intense course of study too,” she told him. “Might take a while before you are fully . . . “ “Fully qualified?” Kate kissed him again and reached for his groin. John was beginning to get hard again. “You’re going to be the most perfect cuckold in the land.” John groaned as she began ...