Journey into Cuckoldry - Cloud Nine - Sex Stories

Journey into Cuckoldry - Cloud Nine

... imagine the She-Devil opposite me as a mother; this dark, fiery-tempered, sexy woman who had plotted Alice and my initial seduction and who had drawn us inexorably along the surprisingly short and incredibly satisfying journey from faithful monogamy to rampant cuckoldry, turning my lovely, pretty wife into a cock-hungry slut on the way. A thought occurred to me. “So were you already pregnant in Spain when we... when I...” my words ran out but Carmen must have understood because her hands fell involuntarily into her lap, covering her groin. Vivid memories filled my mind; of how she had looked felt, smelled and tasted that amazing night only weeks ago when I had brought her to a full orgasm with my mouth alone. To my delight, she blushed scarlet before replying. “I think it happened straight after you left, when Steve arrived but I’m not certain. We were... trying quite hard before he went to the US and I made sure he made up for lost time when he joined me at the apartment!” I tried to picture how this extraordinary, sexy woman would look in a few months’ time with a swollen belly; and how she would look afterwards, pushing a baby in a buggy. My mind could barely imagine it. “Well I’m very pleased for you,” I said truthfully, “both of you.” We sipped our coffees. They were rich and strong with a good caffeine hit. I savoured the taste for a moment then sat back in my chair. “It certainly explains why you wanted Steve to yourself in Spain,” I said smiling knowingly then, ...

... making sure no-one was too close nearby, added, “you wouldn’t have wanted him wasting his seed on anyone else.” Carmen just smiled in reply but her eyes were sparkling. “He does seem to have an awful lot of it though, and an amazingly quick recovery time,” I added. She seemed to glow with pride at this praise of her husband’s prowess and not for the first time I imagined her as the proud owner of a thoroughbred racehorse being admired by an expert. Having seen him in action myself, I could understand how she must feel. A thought occurred to me. “Does this mean Steve’s off the menu now as far as Alice is concerned?” I asked, though I wasn’t sure how disappointed my wife would be if he was. “Far from it!” Carmen chuckled, “as long as he does his bit for me too, he’s still very much available. Although I have an idea little Alice has moved on a bit now.” She might be right, I mused. I wasn’t sure myself and was fairly certain Alice didn’t know her own mind properly yet. “So where are you going on Friday with the yummy mummy?” I asked, changing the subject and nodding towards the door Julie had left by. “Oh, nowhere much,” she replied casually, “the four of us are going for an early meal then on to a movie. If there’s time then we’ll go back to their house for a drink. They can’t get a late-night babysitter.” There was something in the tone of her voice that should have alerted me but I didn’t quite pick up on it. “Where did you meet her,” I asked, “she’s not your usual type?” “We ...