Under Her Cuntrol - Sex Stories

Under Her Cuntrol

... mouth had been just minutes ago or what she'd saved under her tongue for me.

Sue pushed me against the wall; grabbing more than my attention. She was drunk again; I could smell G&Ts on her breath. I hadn't noticed at first because she likes to "lock me with her eyes." It's her way of overwhelming me. It was then that I noticed she had globs of cum in her hair, inches away from my face. I could smell it now, and to add to that, I could see the silvery streaks of Doc's cum on her face and globs of his cum in her hair!

Sue told me later that she'd given Doc a backseat blowjob in the parking lot of our local pub. She finished him off with her hand; where else was his cum going to go other than across her face and into her hair? She told me the next day that she wanted me to see what he had done to her; they had planned it. She laughed as she got out of the car in front of our house, his cum still on her face and in her hair.

The thing is, seeing another man's cum on her cheek and in her hair blew my mind; she knew how I'd react and how it would weaken me. She knew exactly how to play the "Who has the Power” game. Conditioning me, putting thoughts in my mind, thoughts of other men fucking her. She would talk about how it felt to be fucked by a bigger man, teasing and tormenting me, delighting in how fast she could make me cum just by talking dirty to me, often in less than a minute; in fact, she would often get mad at me if I took much longer than a minute.

It wasn't ...

... long before she had conditioned me to accept nothing more than a quick hand-job; she said it was sweet of me not to try to compete with Doc. After a while, a wank was all I wanted, all I craved, I was hooked. I couldn't get an orgasm unless she talked about being fucked by Doc or showing me her collection of cum-stained trophies.

Sue wasn't the only one who became addicted; being cuckolded is the most intense sexual tease and torment any husband could wish for. The arousal you get when your wife tells you what eight inches feels like inside her is intense. My five inches might be a handful, but it doesn't even come close to filling the gap that Doc and his rock-hard eight-inch cock had opened up in her.

After about a year, Sue tired of Doc, “They’d done everything” so she cuckolded me again, this time with a buddy of mine, he was my Best Man when we were married, Sue picked him out and seduced him just to turn herself on. It made her feel powerful to see how easy it was to weaken me by telling me whose cum stains were on her skirt or her pants, who she was wanking off, who was fucking her, how she liked giving a blow job, how much she enjoyed it.

It's a powerful thing to fuck a married woman, someone's wife, giving her more than she gets at home—more than she has ever had—knowing you're sending her home to her husband full of your cum. Get that far with someone's wife, and she will come running back to you for more. You haven't just got between her legs; you've got ...