Journey into Cuckoldry - Cloud Nine - Sex Stories

Journey into Cuckoldry - Cloud Nine

... hair fell away and I could see the dampness around her mouth, her lips slightly puffy from the incredible job they had just performed on my cock. Grinning knowingly, she leaned across my chest and tugged open the top drawer of the bedside cabinet. Her breasts were merely inches from my face and I kissed her nipples, feeling the hard nibs between my lips and smoothing their dark surrounds with my tongue. She gasped and giggled then reached into the open drawer and pulled out a small, square, purple packet. I smiled as she sat back on her heels, her lovely thighs spread wide and tore it open, extracting its soft rubber contents which she placed carefully over the end of my dangerously sensitive, erect cock. “Must put his little knobbly jacket on...” she teased as she began to roll the condom down over my shaft, “somebody’s unusually big today. I wonder what brought that on.” The sexiness of her words and the soft, warm touch of her slender fingers on my erection as the condom slowly covered its tingling sides were almost unbearable. I watched in slow motion as the rubber sheath descended until it reached the base of my cock which she held at right angles to my body, making it look as big as it ever could. “There we are!” she whispered, “all ready to be fucked by your slut of a wife.” I smiled broadly at this new, lascivious side to Alice’s behaviour, something I knew only I ever got to see. Even with her lovers she was shy, reserved, almost demure right up until they brought ...

... her to orgasm. This slutty side was a performance for me and me alone and I loved it so much. Her eyes fixed firmly on mine, she rose on her knees then lifted her left leg over my body until she straddled my waist. Her face beamed with mischief as she reached behind and took the head of my latex-covered cock in her hand before directing it towards her opening. “Mmmm. I think you’re ready for this Cucky-Boy,” she said and slowly lowered herself onto me. I felt the heat of her splayed lips as her vulva descended onto my erection followed by a little pain when my tip missed her opening and bent awkwardly. I grimaced; she grinned then quickly adjusted the angle of my erection until I felt her inner lips part and my sensitive head being smothered in wet warmth. “Better?” she asked huskily. I nodded eagerly. My shaft now correctly aligned, my lovely wife released it and brought both hands round to her front where she cupped her tiny breasts before, teasingly lowering herself tantalisingly onto my shaft. I felt the heat of her vagina slowly swallowing my erection as millimetre by millimetre, her slender, fit body was lowered onto mine. Her chest heaved as the studs and ridges dragged against her stretched entrance and along the sensitive first few inches of her passage. Her nipples grew visibly harder and strangely darker under her fingertips and I stroked the length of her athletic thighs as she slowly impaled herself on my shaft. “Mmmm,” she breathed out heavily as my cock stretched ...