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20/11/2010
Summer 2008 my wife Anne & I cruised the Baltic. Returning, back to England, we did a stop in Stockholm, Sweden. The usual day stop. We visited the city, & in the afternoon, were looking at a map, trying to locate a cafe for tea, obviously looking like lost tourists. This guy came up to us, & in perfect English, with NO trace of an accent asked if he could help. He was tall, very blond, handsome, & we naturally thought him to be Swedish. We asked directions, & he suggested that instead of this 'chain' cafe, we should visit a typical Swedish place he knew--he was going past, so we walked along with him. A 5 minute stroll, & we got chatting. he was HALF Swedish (his mum), his dad was English; in fact he lived in London, & was in Stockholm to visit his mum's family. He then said he'd join us for a drink, & where he could suggest certain Swedish stuff to enjoy. I then noticed that my wife was eyeing him up, a look that maybe said, 'God, you ARE dishy!'. Lars was about 30, our age, & he jokingly talked about these family visits he had to make---also in England where he'd visit his paternal grandparents---apparantly all 4 grandparents still alive & in top health. He told us he was a senior Civil Engineer. Anyway, we enjoyed what he'd ordered for us. He lived in central London, we about 90 minutes away, & we exchanged details. Again, I couldn't help notice the way Anne was looking at him. I was sure he too noticed!
It was time to catch the bus back to port, so we waited at the bus stop. Lars waited with us. It were quite deserted. I thanked him for his help, & shook his hand. My wife too thanked him, & went to cheek-kiss him, which they did, only that somehow, their mouths sort of found one anothers! Yes,shamelessly they began french kissing by the bus stop. My lovely brunette wife & this blond Swede we'd met only an hour previous. I was hurt, but also excited, as I recall saying words such as, 'Yes, go on,cuckold me you 2. Don't stop, I'll keep a lookout for the bus' Which I suppose I did with one eye, the other enjoying their incredibly long open mouthed kiss! Only the bus arrival made them stop. As the bus pulled in, we promised to e mail etc, & my wife asked him to bring back something 'Swedish' for her! I could hardly imagine that that throw-away line of hers could so so dramatically change our lives! Later, Anne admitted that she found him gorgeous, & his kiss was so so hot! As I didn't raise any objections, she guessed I was Ok with it all.
A month or so later, we went to London to spend a weekend at his flat. I suppose after thair torrid kiss, it was obvious what was to ensue. We always loved visiting London, but we did think that we'd not be doing many touristy things on that visit. They carried on from where they'd stopped. She entered his stronmg arms, & they slowly & deliberately locked their mouths together again, in a french kiss even longer & deeper than the 1 they had at the bus stop!
Finally they broke. He remembered her request for a gift, & he produced this clumsily wrapped package, handing it to my wife. Anne unwrapped it, & were we strunned. It was a wooden statue of a god-like 'person, icon'(?), sporting a HUGE erection! Anne blushed. Said our host. "It's Frey, the Nordic Pantheon god of virility!" Wow! I then recalled Anne previously telling me that here was a man 'who had everything!'--- classic blond nordic looks, of very healthy stock, normal & obviously intelligent. What was she suggesting? Now this virility symbol said it all. Lars re assured us saying he was cuckolding another couple in London, & had even impregnated another man's wife in front of her husband! He KNEW what he was doing! He KNEW what he wanted! He wanted my wife, & frankly she wanted him!
As if by instinct, they undressed before each other. Totally naked was she, but for her heels; totally naked was he but foe his massive hard-on!
As if in consent, I held Frey, & kissed the cock-tip. My wife did even better; looking DEEPLY at this blond stud, she took that icon's cock in her mouth, sort of sucked it. Then, STILL looking at him, she applied Frey's cock to her vagina, saying, "Im not on any protection!". Then placing Frey on the bedside table, the 2 lovers-to-be came together! They were to make love at the feet of this nordic virility symbol. Said she in admiration, "Ive never been with anyone so blond!" He smiled, atop her, urging her to enjoy it. I was surprised how easily his nordic knob, large as it was, slipped into her; she was INCREDIBLY wet for him! Wet & willing was she. They began their classic love making, her long legs coming around his back, him moving splendidly between my wife's open thighs, copulating like animals were they. When not french kissing, Anne kept hissing, "Go on, give me a baby!", & he would urge her, "Yes, have my baby!" I was in a postion to watch my wife being seeded by a half-foreigner, maybe the perfect stud. In my mind, I argued, 'IF your wife is to be cuckold-bred, better with a near-perfect stud than with any other!' I got great consolation with those thoughts. And all this at the feet of Frey, his erection pointing up proudly! This could'nt last forever, as my lovely wife looked at me when she had her first orgasm on that blond cock, looking at me, tears of joy in her eyes, as she hissed, "Im having his baby, I'm having his baby!". Cum followed cum, as finally, her lover roared, looking at Frey & yelling aloud in Swedish (asking Frey's blessing maybe?), he roared out his orgasm, deep deep into my wife's unprotected womb! She stayed on bed, legs raised, not allowing any waste!
And it were the same the rest of the weekend. The ritual, with me first kissing the cock-tip of Frey, then my loving wife sucking on it whilst looking FULL at Lars, then Anne placing it gingerly to her wet & willing vagina, paying homage to this norse god of virility. And then they would fuck---SO SO lovely did they look together, in WHATEVER position they took up! That weekend, we didn't even venture outside his flat, let alone explore London! Quite simply, they were at it like animals!
This was August 2008. Then, a pregnancy test showed that Anne had conceived. My wife was carrying another man's baby. We phoned Lars with the good news, & like a true gentleman, he came over to our place the next day. They kissed as my wife thanked him for his gift, not just the statue of the love-God Frey, but also for the baby growing in her womb. They undressed, and would you believe it, for the first time ever, my wife slowly knelt before her blond lover, indeed at the feet of Frey. & gently & lovingly began sucking him off in an act of thanksgiving! I did what cuckolds excel at--- & not for the 1st time either/10 hot minutes, & the blond stud shot his love into my wife's welcoming mouth! She LOVED the taste.
Over the months I would marvel at my wife's belly growing; that lovely swollen belly full of 'cuckold love-child' In May 2009 'our' son was born. His second name is Lars, after his father, & as a continuous reminder to us of my wonderful cuckoldry!
Anne & Lars want to make another baby together. Stephen Lars is now 18 months old now, & even as I write this, Anne is with Lars, in his London flat, 'making' another baby together at the feet of the Norse love-god Frey, whilst I'mat home baby-sitting 'our' son!
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It was time to catch the bus back to port, so we waited at the bus stop. Lars waited with us. It were quite deserted. I thanked him for his help, & shook his hand. My wife too thanked him, & went to cheek-kiss him, which they did, only that somehow, their mouths sort of found one anothers! Yes,shamelessly they began french kissing by the bus stop. My lovely brunette wife & this blond Swede we'd met only an hour previous. I was hurt, but also excited, as I recall saying words such as, 'Yes, go on,cuckold me you 2. Don't stop, I'll keep a lookout for the bus' Which I suppose I did with one eye, the other enjoying their incredibly long open mouthed kiss! Only the bus arrival made them stop. As the bus pulled in, we promised to e mail etc, & my wife asked him to bring back something 'Swedish' for her! I could hardly imagine that that throw-away line of hers could so so dramatically change our lives! Later, Anne admitted that she found him gorgeous, & his kiss was so so hot! As I didn't raise any objections, she guessed I was Ok with it all.
A month or so later, we went to London to spend a weekend at his flat. I suppose after thair torrid kiss, it was obvious what was to ensue. We always loved visiting London, but we did think that we'd not be doing many touristy things on that visit. They carried on from where they'd stopped. She entered his stronmg arms, & they slowly & deliberately locked their mouths together again, in a french kiss even longer & deeper than the 1 they had at the bus stop!
Finally they broke. He remembered her request for a gift, & he produced this clumsily wrapped package, handing it to my wife. Anne unwrapped it, & were we strunned. It was a wooden statue of a god-like 'person, icon'(?), sporting a HUGE erection! Anne blushed. Said our host. "It's Frey, the Nordic Pantheon god of virility!" Wow! I then recalled Anne previously telling me that here was a man 'who had everything!'--- classic blond nordic looks, of very healthy stock, normal & obviously intelligent. What was she suggesting? Now this virility symbol said it all. Lars re assured us saying he was cuckolding another couple in London, & had even impregnated another man's wife in front of her husband! He KNEW what he was doing! He KNEW what he wanted! He wanted my wife, & frankly she wanted him!
As if by instinct, they undressed before each other. Totally naked was she, but for her heels; totally naked was he but foe his massive hard-on!
As if in consent, I held Frey, & kissed the cock-tip. My wife did even better; looking DEEPLY at this blond stud, she took that icon's cock in her mouth, sort of sucked it. Then, STILL looking at him, she applied Frey's cock to her vagina, saying, "Im not on any protection!". Then placing Frey on the bedside table, the 2 lovers-to-be came together! They were to make love at the feet of this nordic virility symbol. Said she in admiration, "Ive never been with anyone so blond!" He smiled, atop her, urging her to enjoy it. I was surprised how easily his nordic knob, large as it was, slipped into her; she was INCREDIBLY wet for him! Wet & willing was she. They began their classic love making, her long legs coming around his back, him moving splendidly between my wife's open thighs, copulating like animals were they. When not french kissing, Anne kept hissing, "Go on, give me a baby!", & he would urge her, "Yes, have my baby!" I was in a postion to watch my wife being seeded by a half-foreigner, maybe the perfect stud. In my mind, I argued, 'IF your wife is to be cuckold-bred, better with a near-perfect stud than with any other!' I got great consolation with those thoughts. And all this at the feet of Frey, his erection pointing up proudly! This could'nt last forever, as my lovely wife looked at me when she had her first orgasm on that blond cock, looking at me, tears of joy in her eyes, as she hissed, "Im having his baby, I'm having his baby!". Cum followed cum, as finally, her lover roared, looking at Frey & yelling aloud in Swedish (asking Frey's blessing maybe?), he roared out his orgasm, deep deep into my wife's unprotected womb! She stayed on bed, legs raised, not allowing any waste!
And it were the same the rest of the weekend. The ritual, with me first kissing the cock-tip of Frey, then my loving wife sucking on it whilst looking FULL at Lars, then Anne placing it gingerly to her wet & willing vagina, paying homage to this norse god of virility. And then they would fuck---SO SO lovely did they look together, in WHATEVER position they took up! That weekend, we didn't even venture outside his flat, let alone explore London! Quite simply, they were at it like animals!
This was August 2008. Then, a pregnancy test showed that Anne had conceived. My wife was carrying another man's baby. We phoned Lars with the good news, & like a true gentleman, he came over to our place the next day. They kissed as my wife thanked him for his gift, not just the statue of the love-God Frey, but also for the baby growing in her womb. They undressed, and would you believe it, for the first time ever, my wife slowly knelt before her blond lover, indeed at the feet of Frey. & gently & lovingly began sucking him off in an act of thanksgiving! I did what cuckolds excel at--- & not for the 1st time either/10 hot minutes, & the blond stud shot his love into my wife's welcoming mouth! She LOVED the taste.
Over the months I would marvel at my wife's belly growing; that lovely swollen belly full of 'cuckold love-child' In May 2009 'our' son was born. His second name is Lars, after his father, & as a continuous reminder to us of my wonderful cuckoldry!
Anne & Lars want to make another baby together. Stephen Lars is now 18 months old now, & even as I write this, Anne is with Lars, in his London flat, 'making' another baby together at the feet of the Norse love-god Frey, whilst I'mat home baby-sitting 'our' son!
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