Journey into Cuckoldry - Cloud Nine - Sex Stories

Journey into Cuckoldry - Cloud Nine

... sheepishly. “And you’d like to feel that way again soon?” There was another nod. “It makes me worry when I realise how dependent on sex I’ve become,” she said anxiously. It was by no means the first time she had expressed this concern. “I can’t imagine how it must make you feel, having a Slut for a wife. I love you so much but I just can’t help it.” I crossed to her and took her in my arms, kissing the top of her sweet blonde head as I hugged her. “You know how much I love you too. I’d do anything to make you happy and so far your little... addiction... has been good for both of us, hasn’t it?” She smiled up at me, her face, devoid of make-up making her seem ten years younger. “I think it’s time you had another date, don’t you?” I stated, my chest tight with excitement at the thought, “and as soon as we can arrange it.” I squeezed her again. “It would be... nice,” she said softly, squeezing me back, “as long as you’re still ok about it.” “Do you know who you’d like to... fuck you?” I asked, revelling in the deliberate coarseness of the last two words. I felt her tense in my arms as she heard them. “Who would you like to see... fucking me, Cucky-Boy?” she replied, clearly beginning to play the game. I felt her body pressing against mine. “Which of them has the biggest cock, my little Slutwife?” I continued, escalating the fantasy. “I can’t remember, perhaps I’d better try them both again and find out!” her eyes were gleaming now, “Or maybe I need someone new...someone even ...

... bigger...” The cheeky, lascivious look on my wife’s face told me clearly she was enjoying this little interchange. “It’s certainly not you, Cucky-Boy!” she added. “I need a real man’s cock in... my... cunt!” There! The ‘c’ word told me she was getting seriously aroused. “In your what?” I demanded. “In... my... cunt... making... me... cum...” she replied and I felt her rubbing herself on my thigh. I pressed it forwards to make it easier for her. “Big?” “Fucking… huge...” her rubbing was growing faster and harder now. “Deep inside you?” I asked, “Making you cum? Filling you with his seed?” “Oh yes!” she croaked, “hot, wet and sticky, ready for you to...” And then to my delight, her lips were hard on mine, kissing me with a passion I hadn’t felt in a long while. Her tongue practically forced my lips apart then dived into my mouth as her arms rose around my neck. It took a second or two to realise what was happening before I responded eagerly, returning the passion of her kiss with my own equally strong embrace. The towel fell to the floor as her body rocked against mine, pulling me firmly into a full-on embrace, our mouths pressed so firmly together that our teeth collided clumsily. My hands flew to her lower back, pressing her naked body against mine as her hands pulled my lips even harder against hers. Our mouths opened impossibly wide, teeth clashing, tongues writing over and around each other as she hung from me. My hands slipped downwards to her small, tight, firm buttocks and ...