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5-STAR POSTS!!     |
07/09/2010
My wife has recently completed her first year as an officer and that changed everything between us. Before then we were just NCOs- a normal couple. But when Elizabeth put up the pips, she insisted that i call her M'am. It was arranged that i would take a civvy job on the camp, but that didn't change things. In the bedroom she was still in charge, riding my face more than my cock with each passing month.
Officers can be arrogant bastards and there was one called Carl who immediately spotted Elizabeth in her new BMW Z4. He had charge of the section where I worked and it was easy for him to make sure I was assigned on duties that kept me out of the way. I'll never forget the night when Elizabeth came home to say that i had been called out on work and that she was preparing supper for Carl. I didn't mind, did I?
I lied and said no. Truth be told she is so fuckable, so spoilt and aloof that I could see how she affected a bloke like Carl. If you have crowns on your tunic, then you chose the best, fancy the hottest. I watched her dress in a leather pencil skirt, a black g string and stockings. I watched her slip the Cartier watch on her wrist and spray on the perfume and thought, strewth, what a posh fuck she is turning into. It had cost me five grand to buy her the watch, the new clothes and the car, well that was on HP until I pegged it. 'If I fuck with Carl you won't mind will you' she said, checking her handbag and discarding the sheaths that we used. 'No, of course not,'I whispered humbly. We had talked about how lady officers could seperate love and sex in their bright young heads. You fucked for pleasure with your peers. She was too good for me now as regards that, but we shared other, long lasting more fraternal things.
My extra shift finished around midnight and I went home to find Carl still there. They had just come downstairs and Liz's hair was all ruffled, her face flushed from humping. it was the critical moment, the point where we could all play pretend games. Carl though sensed that Elizabeth was ready to handle things openly. 'I've fucked your wife ' he said pointedly, drawing her to his side . 'I think you should show her that you accept things.'
Elizabeth didn't say a word but she didn't look shocked either. There was almost relief on her face, that the affair could start and i could co operate in some way. I watched her unzip the leather skirt and let it fall there on the lounge floor. Her cunt was absolutely soaked in cum, her big lips swollen and well exercised. Her clit looked knobbly and hard, making her sex look almost brutal, primal and needful, rather than ladylike. It was instinctive, i guessed what he expected, so descended quickly between her stocking clad legs and tongued her cream horn. I could feel her thighs shivering against me, hear her breathing increase and sound more urgent. Vaguely I sensed them snogging as I did this, but her pheromones, the smell of their fucking intoxicated me. I couldn't stop if I wanted to and sucked delicately on her clit until it shuddered against my tongue. We'd never talked about me becoming a cuckold, my wife becoming my mistress as well as a M'am, but that was where this was heading.
Carl didn't make it home that night! we returned upstairs and I positioned myself behind Elizabeth, cradling her half clothed body and opening her cunny lips so that Carl could stick his slimy great organ back inside her. With every brisk thrust of his buttocks she was driven against me, her tits shaking with the force of it. I saw her neck flush puce and then her mammaries as she eagerly kissed him and took the posting. Her lover was going full shaft now, down to the hilt so that her cunt kissed his pubes, the several inches of manhood reaching inside her and spraying spunk everywhere. Her gasps and groans and then the 'oh darling!' as she orgasmed was humiliating.
Afterwards I slipped away to the on suite and tugged my tool. The need for relief was intense and Elizabeth guessed that I was jacking off. She would make me do that in front of Carl one day. 'Use tweezers,' she suggested through the closed door, 'it will be easier to grip it'. They were drinking brandy. 'Move your clothes to the guest bedroom' Elizabeth instructed as I came out. I then spent the next hour or two doing that. Its there that i now sleep, and masturbate. I don't get asked to join in that often, unless Elizabeth wishes to reinforce a point. They've gone off on a course together, three months of unbridled fucking. Carl's boss has even winked at them and suggested that they're a very physical looking couple. They just need to keep matters discrete- so i've been warned to behave, not to moan or such like. Hence the anonymous, name adjusted approach here. It helps to put things down, to start making sense of why this all gives me a hard on.
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Officers can be arrogant bastards and there was one called Carl who immediately spotted Elizabeth in her new BMW Z4. He had charge of the section where I worked and it was easy for him to make sure I was assigned on duties that kept me out of the way. I'll never forget the night when Elizabeth came home to say that i had been called out on work and that she was preparing supper for Carl. I didn't mind, did I?
I lied and said no. Truth be told she is so fuckable, so spoilt and aloof that I could see how she affected a bloke like Carl. If you have crowns on your tunic, then you chose the best, fancy the hottest. I watched her dress in a leather pencil skirt, a black g string and stockings. I watched her slip the Cartier watch on her wrist and spray on the perfume and thought, strewth, what a posh fuck she is turning into. It had cost me five grand to buy her the watch, the new clothes and the car, well that was on HP until I pegged it. 'If I fuck with Carl you won't mind will you' she said, checking her handbag and discarding the sheaths that we used. 'No, of course not,'I whispered humbly. We had talked about how lady officers could seperate love and sex in their bright young heads. You fucked for pleasure with your peers. She was too good for me now as regards that, but we shared other, long lasting more fraternal things.
My extra shift finished around midnight and I went home to find Carl still there. They had just come downstairs and Liz's hair was all ruffled, her face flushed from humping. it was the critical moment, the point where we could all play pretend games. Carl though sensed that Elizabeth was ready to handle things openly. 'I've fucked your wife ' he said pointedly, drawing her to his side . 'I think you should show her that you accept things.'
Elizabeth didn't say a word but she didn't look shocked either. There was almost relief on her face, that the affair could start and i could co operate in some way. I watched her unzip the leather skirt and let it fall there on the lounge floor. Her cunt was absolutely soaked in cum, her big lips swollen and well exercised. Her clit looked knobbly and hard, making her sex look almost brutal, primal and needful, rather than ladylike. It was instinctive, i guessed what he expected, so descended quickly between her stocking clad legs and tongued her cream horn. I could feel her thighs shivering against me, hear her breathing increase and sound more urgent. Vaguely I sensed them snogging as I did this, but her pheromones, the smell of their fucking intoxicated me. I couldn't stop if I wanted to and sucked delicately on her clit until it shuddered against my tongue. We'd never talked about me becoming a cuckold, my wife becoming my mistress as well as a M'am, but that was where this was heading.
Carl didn't make it home that night! we returned upstairs and I positioned myself behind Elizabeth, cradling her half clothed body and opening her cunny lips so that Carl could stick his slimy great organ back inside her. With every brisk thrust of his buttocks she was driven against me, her tits shaking with the force of it. I saw her neck flush puce and then her mammaries as she eagerly kissed him and took the posting. Her lover was going full shaft now, down to the hilt so that her cunt kissed his pubes, the several inches of manhood reaching inside her and spraying spunk everywhere. Her gasps and groans and then the 'oh darling!' as she orgasmed was humiliating.
Afterwards I slipped away to the on suite and tugged my tool. The need for relief was intense and Elizabeth guessed that I was jacking off. She would make me do that in front of Carl one day. 'Use tweezers,' she suggested through the closed door, 'it will be easier to grip it'. They were drinking brandy. 'Move your clothes to the guest bedroom' Elizabeth instructed as I came out. I then spent the next hour or two doing that. Its there that i now sleep, and masturbate. I don't get asked to join in that often, unless Elizabeth wishes to reinforce a point. They've gone off on a course together, three months of unbridled fucking. Carl's boss has even winked at them and suggested that they're a very physical looking couple. They just need to keep matters discrete- so i've been warned to behave, not to moan or such like. Hence the anonymous, name adjusted approach here. It helps to put things down, to start making sense of why this all gives me a hard on.
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Poster:
David