The Beginning Of My Cuckold Existence (Ch 2) - Sex Stories

The Beginning Of My Cuckold Existence (Ch 2)

... figuratively by announcing I was going to get some ice (literally) and would be back in a few minutes. I grabbed the ice bucket and headed out the door with a smirk on my face. I knew the boys would be all over Sherry by the time I got back.

I could have been back in the room in three or four minutes, given the ice machine was only halfway down the hall. Instead, I first took the elevator down to the lobby and mini-mart. I wasted a little more time looking around, ultimately purchasing two more Coronas, two Cokes and two 7-Ups. I already had a fifth of Tennessee’s best in my overnight bag up in the room, should anyone desire a stronger beverage.

I tapped quietly on the door and used the key card to enter. Sherry had left all the lights on and the drapes open. This allowed me to see that she and the boys had gotten the show on the road.

Sherry’s bikini top and shorts were off and tossed into a chair. Her lacy, black thong and her clunky black boots remained. She looked like Olive Oyl turned Goth stripper.

She was kneeling in front of the two young studs, helping them get undressed. Sherry loosened Jake’s belt and excruciatingly slowly lowered his zipper. She explored behind the fly and liberated a substantial slab of man meat. From my distance of ten feet, Jake’s cock appeared to be around seven inches long. Its primary asset, however, was its girth. Sherry’s little fingers didn't come close to approximating around the shaft.

Sherry showed her appreciation. She ...

... leaned closer to Jake’s crotch and applied a kiss to the very tip of his cockhead. As my wife withdrew her lips, a glistening thread of precum temporarily joined the tip of her tongue and the slit of his prick.

Rob inched closer to the couple. It was clear he wanted a piece of the action, a piece of Sherry. He had already unzipped his shorts and was kneading the contents with his right hand. Without uttering a word, he placed his left hand behind Sherry’s head and pulled her face away from Jake’s privates and toward his own.

Rob pulled out his schlong and dangled it in front of Sherry’s face. It couldn’t have been more different from Jake’s. His cock, even though only semi-erect, was at least eight inches in length. It had normal girth and a G-spot stimulating upward bend.

Sherry must have liked what she saw. Her mouth was wide open before Rob even directed his sausage between her lips.

The sight of Sherry servicing these young men must have mesmerized me. I looked down. I was still holding the ice bucket and the sack of beverages.

I stowed the beer and soft drinks in the mini frig; but not before making myself a stiff Jack and Coke.

I grabbed a box of tissues from the bathroom and prepared to settle into an easy chair, slipping off my deck shoes and trousers.

Sherry was giving the lads a lesson in cock sucking.

She jacked Rob’s shaft with both hands and slurped on the beet-like cock head. Although Rob initially stood like a statue, his eyes closed; it ...