â-to carry on.
Having said our goodbyes at the âporn factoryâ, we invited stud Niels for a meal at our Copenhagen hotel the following evening; the least we could do, considering the amazing sexual pleasure heâd given my wife, not to mention, me as well, as Iâd loved masturbating watching this blond stud servicing my missus.
So thoughtful was he; when he arrived, heâd brought a present for usâ-3 Super 8 mm porn movies featuring himself. As he handed the present to Julie, he asked again if Julie would be interested in making a porn movie with him.
He said that a glossyâ mag would be developed using âstillsâ from the movie. He added that she could always wear a nice blonde wig to kinda conceal her looks. Again, tempting though it was, we politely declined**.
Over a lovely meal, we talked about his job as a stud. He had a proper job, but naturally enjoyed being a porn star. My wife told him, that with his gorgeous looks & his big cock, he was a ânaturalâ. This led me to ask if heâd cuckolded any other husbands besides me.
Smiling, pointing to the gift heâd given Sally, he said, âYes, the husband of the blonde in one of those movies; they lived well outside Copenhagen, but he would visit the capital for meetings once a month, & bring her along, when I would visit their hotel in the evenings, & where the husband would watch me service his wifeâ.
Then he continued that there was also a very very wealthy elderly Italian gentleman, who was married to a lovely âtrophy wifeâ, maybe a third his age. He couldnât âmanageâ, but they desperately wanted a heir to his massive fortune. Saying proudly, ââ I helped out!â.
Asked Julie excitedly, âYou mean you impregnated his wife in front of him?â. (remember, this was 1975!).Niels nodded, adding, âthat he flew out to Rome for this mission, producing a lovely baby sonâ. âBET you didâ, added my wife, â Bet the lad was lovelyâ. My wife blushed as I stated the obvious that âNiels would produce great looking offspring with whoever he happened to mate with, including you my dearâ.
The dye was cast. Half jokingly perhaps, Niels asked my wife, âWould you like me to impregnate you?â. Blushing even more so, my wife replied, âWeâd make a lovely baby, wouldnât weâ? What could I do but accept that fact? So it was implicitly agreed, though Julie mentioned that the time was not right, & anyway, not in some anonymous hotel room. So on the one hand I was naturally apprehensive, but on the other, really really turned on.
And remember, this was the mid 1970â,when cuckoldry was hardly mentioned. My wife & I were obviously ahead of the times.
After the meal, up to our room, where for 2 days running, I watched in awe as this handsome young blond n blue eyed Dane ravished my young wife âof one yearâ! Very similar to the previous day, with her being fucked in so so many different positions, tenderly kissing all the while; 2 differences; the first was that this hotel was an old & solidly built one, so pretty much sound proofâ-phew! The other was that between different love positions, my wife would wrap her mouth around his large cock for a few âhot gobblesâ, complaining that sheâd not sucked his cock enough the previous day.
What was I supposed to do? Yes, exactly! After such a long session of expert love making, & when he was about to cum, yelled my wife, â In my mouth; I love it in my mouth!â And so it wasâ-another torrent of her loverâs hot ejaculate for her to accept orally. Again, like the previous day, she then placed her mouth an inch or so from my open mouth, & drooled his love into my mouth.
What a lovely dessert to have after our fine meal. (incidentally, weâd skipped dessert after our main course). Like the previous day, it was then that I shot my load, this time into a paper tissue; couldnât dirty the posh carpet, could I?
Now totally relaxed, & over a drink from the bar in the room, we discussed things. It was time to agree things. Niels reassured us that when the time was right, ie when my wife was ovulating, heâd come over to London; his job did not require any great notice period for a breakâ-24 hoursâ notice was all that was needed.
A couple of days after that we returned home. Yes, my wife contacted her lover a few days laterâ-she reckoned she was about to start her fertile cycle, & naturally wanted Niels to do the business.
** when we got home, the first thing we did was to buy one of those (now obsolete) Super 8 cine projectors, where we could view the 3 porn films heâd given us. One was him & a blonde, the 2nd with a brunette, & the 3rd a threesomeâ-Niels with another blonde & another brunette.
Seeing those films, both Julie & I immediately regretted weâd not agreed to his proposal of her making a film with him; just the one-off would have been OK, we both agreed. I mean, what were the odds of anyone we knew happening to see it, specially if sheâd worn a blonde wig as a camouflage? But âpregnancyâ was now a bigger fish to fry!
To be continuedââ
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