The Cuckolding of Neil Dodds - Part 4 - Sex Stories

The Cuckolding of Neil Dodds - Part 4

... suddenly she felt his hand at the back of her neck and eager fingers seeking out the zipper. His lips were warm and soft. She hesitated again and suddenly his fingers began to tug her zipper down. She should have stopped him. She should have pushed him away but she just felt paralysed. Her arms wouldn’t move; they felt heavy and stiff. Her legs also seemed glued to the spot. It was only when the material of her dress brushed against them as it fell to the floor that she noticed the feeling in them had returned. In the corner of her eye she saw Karl moving towards her and then Jerome stepped back. The men were looking at her now; eyes wide open and filled with lust and bulges in the front of their slacks. She knew that there was turning back now. There was no escape. Jerome reached for her first. His fingers alighted on the mauve lace at the top of the Basque cups that encased her breasts. “You look very beautiful Claire,” he said quietly. She went to turn away but his hand rested on her shoulder again and his lips met hers. His hands stayed on her shoulders but there was another hand reaching between her thighs and its fingers were pushing against her sex. They ran down the length of the furrow between her pussy lips, pressing the material of her panties into her. Inexplicably, she suddenly found her own hand groping the huge bulge in Jerome’s slacks. He groaned so loudly that it sounded almost like a roar. The next thing she knew, she had been swept up in his arms and he was ...

... carrying her out of the room. She clung tightly to him as he carried her up the stairs. Karl was following. His glare was wild and his erection pressed against the restraining material of his slacks. Suddenly she began to panic. Silently but controlled, she began to panic inside. She was going to get fucked. The two men were going to fuck her. Jerome was carrying her up to the bedroom and in a few moments she was going to be laid on the bed and fucked by them both. Claire had never done anything like this in her life before. She had been made love to before. Men had carried her up to bed in the past; laid her down and stripped her. They had been boyfriends though, as well as her husband. The men taking her to bed now were, more or less, strangers and they weren’t going to make love to her. They were going to fuck her. They were going to use her for their sexual pleasure. Claire began to panic. This was a whole new experience for her. Jerome carried her into a large bedroom with a large double bed and laid her down gently. He then stepped back next to Karl and began to unbuckle his slacks. The men stood there side by side and stripped naked. As they stepped forward she began to tremble. They both had huge erections and she knew that she was about to feel them inside her. “I... I... ,” she tried to say. “Please be gentle.” It was all she could say as Jerome climbed on to the bed to the right of her. Karl alighted on the bed to her left and leant over and kissed her. “It’s okay ...