Journey into Cuckoldry - Dirty Dozen - Sex Stories

Journey into Cuckoldry - Dirty Dozen

... Steve’s powerful frame. The hollow, slapping sounds of their violent union filled the room and made my head spin. My cock was now so hard it was protruding stupidly from my shorts but I didn’t care as I stared and stared at the incredible action on the bed. ‘Slup-slup-slup-slup-slup-slup-slup-slup…’ “Jeeeeesssuuuussss heeelllpppp mmmeee!!” Alice’s body throbbed and pulsed as another unfamiliar wave of this new kind of orgasm hit her, cutting off her voice after this last exclamation, her face was twisted and ugly as she came one final time… ‘Slup-slup-slup-slup-slup-slup-slup-slup…’ And then with a loud, bull-like bellow, Steve reached his own climax and began to cum. His rhythm broke, his back arched, his own face contorted as he began to fill the condom in my wife’s rectum with his semen. “Nnngh! Nnngh! Nnngh!” His voice was hard and crude as his body slammed into hers, forcefully, deliberately but with a slowing pace until eventually the thrusting stopped and the room went still. “Oh my fucking God!” I whispered. “You said it, Mister Cuckold,” Carmen replied quietly alongside me. Small beads of sweat dripped from Steve’s forehead onto my wife’s slender back and buttocks as he softened inside her, panting. Alice was simply spent; her energy completely drained; she had been fucked almost literally into unconsciousness. I, her husband had seen only part of her ordeal and that had been shocking enough; who could blame her for falling asleep now? Steve stroked her back and hips ...

... caringly with his fingertips – there was no doubting the genuine affection he had for his lover – before taking the base of his cock in his fingers and carefully withdrawing both his flaccid member and its semen-filed sheath from her anus. He stroked her back and buttocks gently for a moment longer, then carefully inverted the condom and squeezed all its sticky creamy contents onto Alice’s inert back where it lay in tiny pools on her skin. I watched as Steve rose slowly to his feet, bent over and kissed Alice on one of her raised buttocks then crossed the bedroom floor to where his own wife Carmen was waiting for him. I felt his hand patting me on the back as he passed without saying anything; actions speak louder than words and Steve’s actions that evening had spoken volumes. “It’s over to you now,” Carmen said quietly, taking her husband’s hand in hers as they left the room leaving my spent wife and me together; very soon I expected to hear the two of them making love in their own room next door, Steve still unaware than his She-Devil of a wife was in fact already pregnant. The silence in the room was strange after all that had happened. I sat quietly on the bed alongside my exhausted, heavily breathing wife whose violated bottom was still propped on the pillows, her red, sore and slowly closing anus obscenely presented to me. “Are you ok?” I asked her softly. She mumbled something which sounded like ‘tired’. I ran my fingers along her slender back and spine, then over the ...