The Cuckold's Reward - Ken's Story (Part 3) - Sex Stories

The Cuckold's Reward - Ken's Story (Part 3)

... helped him when the time came to say goodbye to her when they left the reception to start their honeymoon. A night in the Bridal suite followed by ten days in a secluded holiday cottage lay ahead. Ken managed to hold his emotions in check as he kissed her one last time. He never expected to hear from her while they were away but she rang him next morning before they left for the cottage and then rang again to let him know that they had arrived at their destination. She rang him again a couple of days later; Samuel had popped out to get some shopping. They chatted. She told him that he had been vigorously fucking her. “Me being fertile seems to have put a spring in his step,” she told him. He missed her but hearing her telling him that also aroused him. Before she said goodbye she asked him if he would like to join them at the weekend for the last few days of their honeymoon. “Would Samuel want me there/” he asked her. “I want you here,” she told him. There was silence for a few moments. “Want to know something?” she asked. “When you introduced me to cuckolding; when you persuaded me to cuckold you I never really thought that I would enjoy it. I knew that I would enjoy the sex with another man but I never realised that there would be so much enjoyment from being a Cuckoldress. But there was. It wasn’t just his fucking me that made it exciting but also knowing that while I was being fucked you were downstairs, listening, knowing that I was being fucked.” “That’s interesting,” ...

... Ken responded. “I miss cuckolding you,” she told him. “I still think of us in a cuckolding relationship. You are still cuckolding me. Marrying someone else and fucking him is still cuckolding me as far as I am concerned,” he told her. “And Samuel getting you pregnant will the icing on the cake.” “Awww, you’re sweet,” she told him. “But I need to cuckold Samuel. I need to experience, with him, the thrill I got with you.” “I don’t think he is cut out to be a cuckold,” he told her. “He’s a bull; he’s an alpha male. I’m a natural cuckold and I always will be.” Sandra laughed. “So you think Samuel will be a challenge for me then?” “Hmmmm, well he doesn’t exactly have a cuckold’s equipment does he? She laughed again. “Sometimes it’s not always about size,” she told him. “Anyway, who says you can’t be both a bull and a cuckold?” Ken laughed. He had to admire her audacity. “Anyway,” she said. “Now that I am a married woman how would you like to be the first to cuckold my new husband?” Ken didn’t need to spend any time thinking about his answer. “Well you better get your ass up here this weekend then, hadn’t you?” Ken felt a surge of excitement as she put down the telephone. Four days later he found himself at their cottage door. Sandra greeted him with a long passionate kiss and a hug. Samuel was standing in the distance looking on; he got the impression that he didn’t really want him there. Even so Samuel stepped forward and shook his hand and offered to take his suitcase upstairs. ...