The Art of Cuckolding - Sex Stories

The Art of Cuckolding

... older Ava went on, "That first time I saw his penis, he was so embarrassed and humiliated. I felt so bad for him. I took him in my arms and whispered that I love it like that. That I can take all of him in my mouth and not choke on it. His tongue more than makes up for his size and he knows how to use it. He always wants to do for me. He's totally dedicated to me." Marie commented, "I don't know how you do it?" "How I do what?" "How do you have such control over your husband? Mine would never be like that." Ava sighed, "Oh Honey, it wasn't easy at first. When we were first married, we fought like cats and dogs. It took me a long time to train him. Men are b**sts, all they want to do is drink, screw and watch sports with their friends. As his wife, you have to train him." Marie asked, "How do you do that?" "When I first met my Sammie, I knew that he was the man I wanted. He was entering his senior year of college. His parents were wealthy and they made sure he had a nice car with money in his pockets. I wasn't going to let him get away." Ava went on, "I never went to college but I had a lot of boy friends all through high school so I knew my way around guys. I'm the only girl my Sammie ever had so the poor guy never had a chance." The older woman went on, "In his senior year I got pregnant. His parents didn't like that but they gave us a nice wedding anyway. After he graduated, he went into the military as an officer. We lived on a military base with thousands of horny young ...

... men. That was an experience." "I'll bet it was," replied Marie. "The Officer's Club was always having dances and parties. I don't know what it is about me but whenever I walk into a crowded room, I always catch the eye of a sexually appealing guy. He doesn't have to be handsome. He just has that a****l sex appeal." Ava continued, "During the course of the night the guy will work his way over to us and introduce himself to my husband. Then he will ask my Sammie if he can dance with me." Ava went on, "Now when I dance, I like to feel my partner's body up against mine. Nothing provocative mind you but I do find it exciting when the guy's love bone starts pressing into me. These men were away from home and lonely so when they danced with me, they would get their feels in and I would let them. I would get so turned on and my Sammie would get so damn jealous and possessive. "After the party ended, my Sammie would take me home. I was so randy and he was so angry that we would end up fighting. We could go for two or three days without talking to each other. We got along so well and that was the only thing we ever fought over. He would get so angry if a guy even looked at me. Ava continued, "After one party, I was so angry at him, I went out and bought a pair of men's flannel pajamas. I wore them to bed for a week. If he wanted to treat me like that, then he wasn't going to see or feel my body. "The next time we were going to a party, I was laying out the dress I was going to wear, ...