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06/02/2010
Suddenly my crotch buldged under tight jeans as I eavesdropped on my 35 year old small wife, and mother of three, was practically flirting on the cell phone with a painter who is scheduled to come to our house next week to "hang some rods" in our living room. Sitting in the recliner wearing a candy apple red sweater and black jeans that fills her ass out, and with 3 inch heals, my wife was feeling light and flirtacious today.
"Hi, Glenn, this is Carla," she cooed.
"Just wanted to check back with you and tell you how much I'm looking forward to you coming over next week, again." Carla knew that I had fantasized over her flirting with another man for years now. Every time we are in bed, I tell her "you're so hot. No man would be able to resist your ass."
It's true. I have literally sat astride her as she lies on her stomach, me having a thick hard-on, staring at her naked ass and then spreading it and putting my face between her and inhailing.
She's petite and doesn't know how men could easily cum insider her just after a brief insersion...Or does she.
Recently she has been more game to my fantasies, and even encouraged them. This call with Glenn is one of those...
"I've really been looking forward to you fixing up the bedroom," she tells him, as she uncrosses her legs. "Okay, that soulds great," she finished the call. "See you soon."
Carla hangs up the cell and then looks around at me.
"How did the call go?" I say-trying to look indifferent.
"Oh, it went good; he'll be out her on time I'm sure. Says he got some more rod to hang," she smiles. Carla knows that nothing's going to happen between her and Glenn but just enjoys touturing me.
As she says this, my testicles begin to hurt as the suggestive talk turnes my hormones into overdrive.
The last time Glenn was over, he was working on our roof and Carla went outside to see how the work was going. Carla had phoned me at work and said "You won't believe this but this younger guy just gave your wife 'the eye.'"
"What? Are you serious" I asked. YES! it's true, I thought.
"Yep. He couldn't say anything because the other worker was with him, but he looked me over and you could just tell that he was undressing me with his eyes."
At this, my cock had started growing in my pants, and I could feel the start of something wet.
"What else did he do?" I asked. Now I was on fire and my wife was loving my pleasure at being cuckolded.
"When we went inside and he was about to leave, he winked at me," Carla laughed as she said it-like a schoolgirl who had just acquired a crush.
"Wow," I said in a voice that cracked. My wife knew that I was now enjoying her virtual affair and, better yet, she was playing along with this mental mind fuck.
Rubbing my cock, I noticed that I was driving faster than usual as I was adjusting my cock in order to free the pressure building up.
"When is he coming over again?" I asked with full cuckold toning; questioning, pleading, erotic.
"I don't know, I'll try to get him back next week. I don't think we'll have any trouble with that," she said in a smiling and coy tone.
When I got home my cock was so hard. I found my wife smiling like a cuckoldress who was amused. "You like the rods that were hung?" she innocently asked.
"Oh, yeah, I do. I want to hear all about what happened."
Carla told me to "cum in the bedroom and find out" and then we went into the bedroom and locked the door. Carla went to the bathroom to change as I tore off my clothes.
"Well, he just looked right through me," she said as she adopted a dominant position on top of me with her thigh on my cock putting extreme pressure.
"Damn," I said breathlessly.
"Oh, yeah, he REALLY was nice," Carla breathed into my ear as she began to cradle my face with her two hands.
She was now treating me like a little boy who came to a prostitute for his first copulation.
"I think Glenn likes your wife," Carla playfully laughed as she began to stroke my cock while tounging my lips. "Your a little wet down there," she said as she rubbed my pre-cum between a thumb and a forefinger.
At last, I grabbed her right butt cheek and started to squeeze as I fantasized about this young stud, Glenn, oggling my wife and knowing she wanted him.
As Carla placed pressure on the base of my cock with her knee, she continued to grope my slick cock and then wiped the pre-come on my stomach...
"You know," she propositioned, "I think Glenn should cum out on a regular basis."
By this time my right hand had moved from Carla's buttcheeck to her vagina. To my suprise, it was sticky. She was acting like it was "no big deal" yet she was getting-off on this younger hunk giving her the come on.
"After we get through, I think I'll give Glenn a call, to thank him for a job well done," Carla said matter of factly as my fingers worked there way into her warm vagina.
Suddenly, Carla reached accross the bed and retrieved her cell phone from the spot where the laid it when we first came into the room.
As she did this, my cock was fully hardened and I ached to put it inside her as my fantasies were getting more vivid about Glenn.
I dipped my two fingers into her vagina and Carla barely flinched. She was good and wet-there seemed to be some very thick liquid that was not normal. I fingerd her and my small fingers didn't even phase her.
As we began rocking our bodies together in perfect rythem, she dialed Glenn's work phone.
As Glenn answered, I saw Carla's face suddenly light up, as if nothing was happening, but her body never stopped contracting and releasing.
I heard Glenn's voice for the first time. Younger than mine. His body's better than mine. His dick's longer than mine. He BOLDLY spoke to my wife, but not unseemly.
"Hi, Mrs. Donney, how are you?" Glenn spoke.
"Oh, just fine Glenn; not up to much," Carla spoke looking away from me out the window but I was still jamming my fingers inside her womb.
"I really enjoyed meeting you," Glenn said cheerfully but still innocent. "Hope to see Mr. Donney some day."
"Oh, he's usually at work and so it's just me and the kids here most time." Carla was smiling now but I could see a couple of beeds of sweat gathering on her forehead.
They continued to make small talk as Carla made up questions about the next repair visit. "I need to get my bedroom hung, again" she told him (breathing faster now).
At this, I moved her knee and thrusted my cock inside her pussy, to which she said "OOOHHH" a little too loud. She kept on talking...
"Well, I look forard to seeing you...I mean...having the bedroom taken care of, I'm really full" Carla panted out the last part.
"Ok. I'll be my pleasure," Glenn said, in a deep voice now. "I'll be sure to bring my drill."
"That'll be great see you then," Carla deeply spoke. She hung up the phone and threw it on the floor by the bed.
We started pumping in time, me submissive, Carla knowing it and pumping herself on my cock while I am on my back, my hands under my back in a submissive posture.
"I can't wait to see his drill honey," Carla said as she pulled out my cock from her pussy and began to stroke it as she moved to my side. "Honey, I've got a confession. Glenn spilled it inside of me."
"Spilled IT?" I said. Even in an aroused state I became angry because I couldn't believe what I was hearing.
"Yeah, I know you've always wanted it and...things just got out of control and he was telling me how hot I was. I never hear that. Don't be angry just enjoy it like YOU KNOW YOU WANT TO."
At this, Carla reached down into her vagina and pulled two fingers out. She moved to my side and through the light in the curtains, I could see something white and thick curled around her fingers-like toothpaste but more runny.
"It's his," Carla said in a husky voice.
I couldn't believe this. My prudish wife of 12 years has just be fucked and creampied by a young bull she didn't even know. What would our friends think????!!!
And then, two fingers in the air, Carla did the most unthinkable thing: With her right hand she grabbed my forehead and pulled back, forcing my head to rotate back and my mouth to open. Then, with her left hand she slowly moved her fingers, glistening with gloops of white slime, to my mouth.
I was angry and highly aroused but I couldn't seem to move. I was paralyzed by invisible bands. I was breathing heavily as I knew this was my cuckold moment.
"Let's clean me out, honey, here." Carla thrusted the cum landen fingers into my mouth. I put up strong resistance at first, my body not wanting to accept what my mind was telling it-"EAT HIS CUM FROM YOUR WIFE'S PUSSY." It was musky smelling and sickly salty.
But I took and swallowed Glenn's cum as my wife laughed in my ear. Again, and again, Carla's fingers came back to my mouth full of the warm white gook. When my mouth was closed so tight that she couldn't get her fingers in she held my nose closed with her left hand and forced three fingers in my mouth when, at last, I had to breathe.
"You're going to eat every last drop, honey," she chided me.
"He worked so hard to make his cum. Can't you feel the wet spot on the sheets? He spilled some when he pulled his MONSTER cock out of me," Carla laughed as she continued.
I did feel it. My butt had been noticing something odd and now I know what it was-Glenn's cum that leaked out after he used my wife.
I was eating his come and it was also on my butt.
Having satisfied that Carla was clean she started stroking my cock, rubbing Glenn's cum with my pre-cum as she did it. But Carla wouldn't let me inside her vagina.
Instead she layed on the side, whispering mocking taunts in my ear while stroking, again, my cock on my belly.
I couldn't believe it! My wife was going to make me CUM ON MYSELF as she jerked me off and whispered about Glenn in my ear, me held in invisible chains as I slowly was coming to climax.
"He sounded eager honey. I hope I can help him hang a rod. He really wants to do a good job for me," she said as she pumped my cock violently while tenderly kissing my cheek but refusing to kiss my lips. My cock was demanding to come.
"I'm going to wear the thong we picked out last week for us accept it's GOING TO BE FOR HIM!"
At that, my cock exploded as red hot spasms of white fire jettisoned from my cock and reined on my stomach, chest, and face as Carla laughed at me while jamming my cock up and down.
"This is going to be great!" Carla said with glee as she released my cock, rubbed my cum on my right leg and rolled onto her back; laughing with mock delight at my spend and small cock.
"Did I mention, honey, that his hands are really BIG?"
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"Hi, Glenn, this is Carla," she cooed.
"Just wanted to check back with you and tell you how much I'm looking forward to you coming over next week, again." Carla knew that I had fantasized over her flirting with another man for years now. Every time we are in bed, I tell her "you're so hot. No man would be able to resist your ass."
It's true. I have literally sat astride her as she lies on her stomach, me having a thick hard-on, staring at her naked ass and then spreading it and putting my face between her and inhailing.
She's petite and doesn't know how men could easily cum insider her just after a brief insersion...Or does she.
Recently she has been more game to my fantasies, and even encouraged them. This call with Glenn is one of those...
"I've really been looking forward to you fixing up the bedroom," she tells him, as she uncrosses her legs. "Okay, that soulds great," she finished the call. "See you soon."
Carla hangs up the cell and then looks around at me.
"How did the call go?" I say-trying to look indifferent.
"Oh, it went good; he'll be out her on time I'm sure. Says he got some more rod to hang," she smiles. Carla knows that nothing's going to happen between her and Glenn but just enjoys touturing me.
As she says this, my testicles begin to hurt as the suggestive talk turnes my hormones into overdrive.
The last time Glenn was over, he was working on our roof and Carla went outside to see how the work was going. Carla had phoned me at work and said "You won't believe this but this younger guy just gave your wife 'the eye.'"
"What? Are you serious" I asked. YES! it's true, I thought.
"Yep. He couldn't say anything because the other worker was with him, but he looked me over and you could just tell that he was undressing me with his eyes."
At this, my cock had started growing in my pants, and I could feel the start of something wet.
"What else did he do?" I asked. Now I was on fire and my wife was loving my pleasure at being cuckolded.
"When we went inside and he was about to leave, he winked at me," Carla laughed as she said it-like a schoolgirl who had just acquired a crush.
"Wow," I said in a voice that cracked. My wife knew that I was now enjoying her virtual affair and, better yet, she was playing along with this mental mind fuck.
Rubbing my cock, I noticed that I was driving faster than usual as I was adjusting my cock in order to free the pressure building up.
"When is he coming over again?" I asked with full cuckold toning; questioning, pleading, erotic.
"I don't know, I'll try to get him back next week. I don't think we'll have any trouble with that," she said in a smiling and coy tone.
When I got home my cock was so hard. I found my wife smiling like a cuckoldress who was amused. "You like the rods that were hung?" she innocently asked.
"Oh, yeah, I do. I want to hear all about what happened."
Carla told me to "cum in the bedroom and find out" and then we went into the bedroom and locked the door. Carla went to the bathroom to change as I tore off my clothes.
"Well, he just looked right through me," she said as she adopted a dominant position on top of me with her thigh on my cock putting extreme pressure.
"Damn," I said breathlessly.
"Oh, yeah, he REALLY was nice," Carla breathed into my ear as she began to cradle my face with her two hands.
She was now treating me like a little boy who came to a prostitute for his first copulation.
"I think Glenn likes your wife," Carla playfully laughed as she began to stroke my cock while tounging my lips. "Your a little wet down there," she said as she rubbed my pre-cum between a thumb and a forefinger.
At last, I grabbed her right butt cheek and started to squeeze as I fantasized about this young stud, Glenn, oggling my wife and knowing she wanted him.
As Carla placed pressure on the base of my cock with her knee, she continued to grope my slick cock and then wiped the pre-come on my stomach...
"You know," she propositioned, "I think Glenn should cum out on a regular basis."
By this time my right hand had moved from Carla's buttcheeck to her vagina. To my suprise, it was sticky. She was acting like it was "no big deal" yet she was getting-off on this younger hunk giving her the come on.
"After we get through, I think I'll give Glenn a call, to thank him for a job well done," Carla said matter of factly as my fingers worked there way into her warm vagina.
Suddenly, Carla reached accross the bed and retrieved her cell phone from the spot where the laid it when we first came into the room.
As she did this, my cock was fully hardened and I ached to put it inside her as my fantasies were getting more vivid about Glenn.
I dipped my two fingers into her vagina and Carla barely flinched. She was good and wet-there seemed to be some very thick liquid that was not normal. I fingerd her and my small fingers didn't even phase her.
As we began rocking our bodies together in perfect rythem, she dialed Glenn's work phone.
As Glenn answered, I saw Carla's face suddenly light up, as if nothing was happening, but her body never stopped contracting and releasing.
I heard Glenn's voice for the first time. Younger than mine. His body's better than mine. His dick's longer than mine. He BOLDLY spoke to my wife, but not unseemly.
"Hi, Mrs. Donney, how are you?" Glenn spoke.
"Oh, just fine Glenn; not up to much," Carla spoke looking away from me out the window but I was still jamming my fingers inside her womb.
"I really enjoyed meeting you," Glenn said cheerfully but still innocent. "Hope to see Mr. Donney some day."
"Oh, he's usually at work and so it's just me and the kids here most time." Carla was smiling now but I could see a couple of beeds of sweat gathering on her forehead.
They continued to make small talk as Carla made up questions about the next repair visit. "I need to get my bedroom hung, again" she told him (breathing faster now).
At this, I moved her knee and thrusted my cock inside her pussy, to which she said "OOOHHH" a little too loud. She kept on talking...
"Well, I look forard to seeing you...I mean...having the bedroom taken care of, I'm really full" Carla panted out the last part.
"Ok. I'll be my pleasure," Glenn said, in a deep voice now. "I'll be sure to bring my drill."
"That'll be great see you then," Carla deeply spoke. She hung up the phone and threw it on the floor by the bed.
We started pumping in time, me submissive, Carla knowing it and pumping herself on my cock while I am on my back, my hands under my back in a submissive posture.
"I can't wait to see his drill honey," Carla said as she pulled out my cock from her pussy and began to stroke it as she moved to my side. "Honey, I've got a confession. Glenn spilled it inside of me."
"Spilled IT?" I said. Even in an aroused state I became angry because I couldn't believe what I was hearing.
"Yeah, I know you've always wanted it and...things just got out of control and he was telling me how hot I was. I never hear that. Don't be angry just enjoy it like YOU KNOW YOU WANT TO."
At this, Carla reached down into her vagina and pulled two fingers out. She moved to my side and through the light in the curtains, I could see something white and thick curled around her fingers-like toothpaste but more runny.
"It's his," Carla said in a husky voice.
I couldn't believe this. My prudish wife of 12 years has just be fucked and creampied by a young bull she didn't even know. What would our friends think????!!!
And then, two fingers in the air, Carla did the most unthinkable thing: With her right hand she grabbed my forehead and pulled back, forcing my head to rotate back and my mouth to open. Then, with her left hand she slowly moved her fingers, glistening with gloops of white slime, to my mouth.
I was angry and highly aroused but I couldn't seem to move. I was paralyzed by invisible bands. I was breathing heavily as I knew this was my cuckold moment.
"Let's clean me out, honey, here." Carla thrusted the cum landen fingers into my mouth. I put up strong resistance at first, my body not wanting to accept what my mind was telling it-"EAT HIS CUM FROM YOUR WIFE'S PUSSY." It was musky smelling and sickly salty.
But I took and swallowed Glenn's cum as my wife laughed in my ear. Again, and again, Carla's fingers came back to my mouth full of the warm white gook. When my mouth was closed so tight that she couldn't get her fingers in she held my nose closed with her left hand and forced three fingers in my mouth when, at last, I had to breathe.
"You're going to eat every last drop, honey," she chided me.
"He worked so hard to make his cum. Can't you feel the wet spot on the sheets? He spilled some when he pulled his MONSTER cock out of me," Carla laughed as she continued.
I did feel it. My butt had been noticing something odd and now I know what it was-Glenn's cum that leaked out after he used my wife.
I was eating his come and it was also on my butt.
Having satisfied that Carla was clean she started stroking my cock, rubbing Glenn's cum with my pre-cum as she did it. But Carla wouldn't let me inside her vagina.
Instead she layed on the side, whispering mocking taunts in my ear while stroking, again, my cock on my belly.
I couldn't believe it! My wife was going to make me CUM ON MYSELF as she jerked me off and whispered about Glenn in my ear, me held in invisible chains as I slowly was coming to climax.
"He sounded eager honey. I hope I can help him hang a rod. He really wants to do a good job for me," she said as she pumped my cock violently while tenderly kissing my cheek but refusing to kiss my lips. My cock was demanding to come.
"I'm going to wear the thong we picked out last week for us accept it's GOING TO BE FOR HIM!"
At that, my cock exploded as red hot spasms of white fire jettisoned from my cock and reined on my stomach, chest, and face as Carla laughed at me while jamming my cock up and down.
"This is going to be great!" Carla said with glee as she released my cock, rubbed my cum on my right leg and rolled onto her back; laughing with mock delight at my spend and small cock.
"Did I mention, honey, that his hands are really BIG?"
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