A Cuckold By Any Other Name - Part II - Sex Stories

A Cuckold By Any Other Name - Part II

... testicles. John groaned. “Perhaps my darling would like me to do this to someone else today?” she said as she began to stroke him. He groaned again. “It’s good isn’t it?” Her teasing and taunting him was bringing him close to cumming. “Guys like to cum in a woman’s mouth don’t they?” He reached for her head and began to stroke her hair. “Especially if it’s being given by another man’s wife.” John cried out. “You don’t think it would be considered unfaithful if a wife did this to another man, do you?” she asked him. “If she knelt down and took has big thick cock in her mouth and milked him of his seed?” she added pumping harder on his cock. John could not hold back any longer. He cried out very loudly, thrust very hard into her mouth, and brought his seed to her. On the golf course a little while later he looked at watch and noted the time. He began to wonder if Frank was with Kate in his home. His thoughts became absorbed with images of her dressed in her new underwear. He thought about Frank looking at her shaved mound; thought about his fingers touching her. He thought about Frank’s erection sliding between her pussy lips and deep inside her. Pangs of jealousy gripped him yet he could feel his own erection. It was then that he hit his first double bogey. By the time he had gone around half the course he was already ten over par and near the bottom of the leader board. The match was already over for him. A few hours later he was pulling into his driveway. Normally he would ...

... stay behind and have a drink at the ‘nineteenth’ hole but not that day. John wanted to get home. Kate greeted him with a kiss; a long passionate one. Her lips seemed fuller than normal and he could detect alcohol on her breath. “How did it go?” she asked him. “I . . . I had a bad day.” She kissed him again and reached for his groin. “Never mind,” she told him, “I have something special for you later.” John reached for her bottom and began to squeeze her. He could feel her panties underneath; he could feel her suspenders. He wanted her. “Dinner is just about ready,” she told him. “Shall we go through?” Dinner was not a pleasant affair. Throughout the meal he wondered if they had been fucking while he was out. He looked for outward signs but none could be found. Frank and Kate chatted as they normally did in his presence and their body language suggested that nothing intimate was taking place between them. But doubt was still there especially whenever Kate got up to either take to or bring something from the kitchen. Frank was not very good at being discreet in his leering and his eyes seemed fixated with her bottom. After coffee and a brandy Frank stood up and said, “I guess it’s time to leave you guys to it,” There was a smile on his face as he spoke but there was also a smile on John’s when he turned his back. He was glad to see him leave. Kate went to the door with him and then returned with an equally broad smile on her face. She stretched out her hand. “Come on,” she said ...