Journey into Cuckoldry - Dirty Dozen - Sex Stories

Journey into Cuckoldry - Dirty Dozen

... hell to start with,” she said pensively, “I couldn’t believe how big it felt inside me but then I seemed to loosen up and… wow!” “I know, it looked like you were feeling wow!” I grinned, “but you’re paying a price this morning?” “I can handle it,” she grinned back, “in a way it feels like I’ve... reached a new stage... grown up or something.” “Like lost your cherry all over again?” I suggested. “I suppose so,” she grinned and blushed. I grinned back at her, still amazed that this lovely, sexy woman really was my wife. “Would you want to do it again?” I asked, hoping for the right answer. It came instantly. “It depends,” she replied her eyes on me, “partly on how you feel about it. I mean I wouldn’t want to do anything that you couldn’t live with. I need to know you would still love and respect me... afterwards.” I turned to her in astonishment. “Alice! There’s nothing you could ever do that would stop me loving you, and as for respect? Well if anything this lifestyle has made me admire and respect you more than ever. I adore you, my little Hotwife. I want you to have all you need – and I mean ALL - even if it means I have to watch you being fucked by other men.” I’m not normally one to make speeches but as I spoke them I knew my words were nothing but the truth and for a moment my lovely wife was stunned into silence. “Even... like that?” she eventually asked. “Even... ‘like that’!” I mimicked her voice quite accurately and she laughed as I added, “was it as good as it ...

... looked? You looked like you were far, far away.” “It was... amazing,” she confessed, “I’ve never felt anything like that before. It was much more intense; huge pleasure and real pain all mixed together; so much more powerful than any orgasm I can remember, it really caught me by surprise...” Her eyes had gone dreamy and her hand had unconsciously moved to her breast as she continued: “But I couldn’t do it again for a while and certainly not with anyone bigger than Steve. God knows how I’d be feeling now if it had been Mitch’s monster in my ass.” These unusually crude words coming from so sweet and lovely a woman made me shiver with a strange mixture of arousal, excitement and revulsion. There was another pause. “How did Julie get on?” she asked, breaking the tension. “She’s another natural according to Carmen and from what I saw she’s right.” “You did more than watch her though,” she said in mock-chastisement then added, “was her... body... very different from mine? Down there?” “Very different,” I replied honestly, “in look, smell and taste. And you both look, smell and taste quite different from Carmen too. It’s amazing really.” Alice seemed to contemplate this for a moment before continuing. “Did you make her cum?” I paused then decided honestly was the best policy. “Yes I did!” “Hard?” “I think so. It looked like it.” “I thought you would,” Alice said almost triumphantly, leaning back in her seat and patting my thigh as if she was patting a beloved dog that had just performed a ...