i made my b*****r A CUCKOLD - Sex Stories

i made my b*****r A CUCKOLD

... of my b*****r was that deep. I raised the same objections that I had with mother. Seeing I was making myself upset, I calmed down and apologized to her on my knees. I could see I'd made her quite upset too. &#034I understand darling. After all, you two are quite different. He's more of a playboy and you're a steady rock solid type of guy that is devoted to his wife and f****y. That's why I love you so much. I don't want to make you angry again, but I want you to think about it, don't you think that something like this might bring you two closer together?&#034 &#034Highly unlikely,&#034 I politely replied. --- After my wife and I had our discussion about mother's idea, things seemed to change around the house in very subtle ways. For one thing, she and my s****r and mother began to spend more time together. I though nothing about it and even encouraged it, because I was away from home much more often than be- fore due to an opportunity to pick up more money by teaching night classes, in addition to my regular day workload. Betty seemed glad too. I assumed it was because we could save up faster to get her pregnant and start our f****y sooner. My wife, while still very loving, wanted me to abstain from sex and have another test done to see if my sperm count would improve. &#034Honey, I've gone through this twice before. I don't think it's going to do any good.&#034 &#034You never know darling. Please do it for me.&#034 She cooed sweetly. I reluctantly agreed. I didn't want ...

... her to think badly of me. Plus I loved her so much. She knew I hated to abstain from sex, but if that's what it took to please her, she knew I'd do so. Even if it was for six long weeks. After the first week, due to my abstinence, the extra work, and all the pretty coeds in my evening classes, I'd often be quite horny when I came home. I wanted to make love to my beautiful petite wife so badly, but knew I couldn't. When I went through the test before, it was I who initiated the idea of me giving her head since I couldn't do intercourse. However, recently, to my surprise, it was her who urged me to be her &#034pussy sucker&#034. She didn't use words like that except on special occasions, like on our anniversary night or a special night out on the town. She was not given to using risqué or vulgar language. She really seemed to get a much more rousing orgasm from my tongue than before. I mentioned to her that she seemed to be more juicy than when I tongued her before. The last time I mentioned it to her she just said, &#034It's just your imagination dear. Thanks for a good sucking,&#034 she said pecking me lightly on the lips. &#034Now go to sl**p, and don't play with yourself, because if you come, you'll have to start all over again just like you did last week when you came in your sl**p. You lost two weeks of saved up cum.&#034 &#034I'll try dear.&#034 I replied as I laid there with a throbbing hard on and the taste of her in my mouth. She was sound asl**p in less than five ...