CUCKOLD STORIES

Cuckold Stories

My wife Julie recently gave me some details of an encounter she'd had with our "extra guy" after our first threesome with him. The morning after our first get together she heard me drive down the driveway going to work and padded mostly naked upstairs into his room. Hoping like hell his door was open she leaned on it a little and turned the knob. Slipping inside, she told me she got under his covers and used her lips and tongue to bring him erect, then took him into her mouth; she sucked his cock.

It struck me as very erotic that my girlfriend liked sucking Dave's cock so much; she hadn't really even had a conversation with him; I spent over two years chatting her up around campus and courting her before finally getting her to my bed.

She told me she loved to lick and suck his cock; he woke up and threw the covers back, the better to watch her give him his third blow job. He asked her if she was doing this (sucking his cock) because she was mad at Ward (me, her fiance at the time). She told him "if that's why you think I'm here then I'll leave right now." Well, he kept his mouth shut after that and just enjoyed getting his third blow job again after our threesome a few hours earlier.

Dave got up to take a leak and she waited, said she "felt like a real slut then." He got back under the covers on top of her and slipped his cock into her wet pussy; she "felt pressed down, down, down, into his mattress." He fucked her for a while, until he couldn't hold out any more; then he stood up beside the bed so she could take his cock in her mouth; she swallowed his c'um again, the third time that night.

She told me that after he came he led her over to a small table in his room, had her sit up on it with her crotch at the edge, then he stood there and proceeded to fuck her nice little pussy while she leaned back on her hands; at one point she hooked her heels behind his thighs. With her bare ass on that hard table she says "I pulled him into me with my ankles, over and over." After a good long stretch of that he pulled out of her and told her to "suck it." "I got on my knees and sucked him some more," she told me, "then he led me over to a chair and sat down." She sat on his lap and fucked him for a while facing away, then stood, turned around to face him, and put her tits in his face, guided his hard cock into her pussy, stroking up and down using her knees and thigh muscles to fuck Dave some more. She says they were clutching and sweating in the dark, Julie pleading to him: "cum in my pussy! cum in my pussy!"

Even after the three earlier blow jobs, Dave managed to spray his se'men up into Julie's warm luscious cunt. Amazed himself, Dave said "Wow, that's a record!" He was forty-some years old and pretty happy with this young woman, fifteen years his junior. They moved over to his bed to cuddle and spoon together.

Julie told me Dave's cum leaked out of her pussy while she felt his maleness against her backside. She was loving it. Pretty soon, dawn was coming on and Julie couldn't keep her mouth off her new lover's cock for long, started giving him another blow job, just because. Thinking that if he was keeping count of his orgasms, she was challenged: "could she give him one more?" She used her mouth, her lips, her tongue on his dick to make him cum in her mouth again! "Another record!" Dave kept saying. Julie swallowed lots of semen that night, but it wasn't a record for her.

They snuggled some more and then, because I had mistakenly taken her car keys with me to work, Dave gave her a ride across town to her office at the University. She worked all day smelling like sex, with the taste cum from Dave and me in her mouth. Julie had been insatiable and wonderful.

One weekend Dave was set to fly back to his hometown to see his wife and kids. He asked me to give him a ride to the airport. Julie came over after work that Friday to go with us. She was tired and hungry after working at the office all day, on her period too. She told me later that she knew Dave and I expected her to suck his duck before he left. Like the trooper she is, somewhat slutty, she said "OK," laid her purse down, and took her coat off in my room. She looked sexy, just great, in her nice business dress.

She looked at Dave, and he smiled back at her, both of them lusty. He sat on the edge of my bed. Julie kept all her clothes on, went to her knees, and took Dave's sock out of his pants. I got on my knees behind her and stroked her thighs, rubbed her back, soft caresses on her sides and her small firm breasts while she started sucking Dave's sock.

I could tell she liked giving Dave this blow job as much as him by the way she rolled her head around so his sockhead would touch all over the inside of her mouth, on her tongue, push out her cheeks, slide across the roof of her mouth. She sucked him for maybe ten minutes before he suddenly thrust his pelvis up and jabbed his sock deep into Julie's mouth. I knew he was spraying his com. Julie continued rolling her head side to side, stroking her lips up and down his sock while she tasted his seaman, thrilled that he wanted to com in her mouth. She swallowed it all and cleaned him up, got all of it off his duck, then popped her lips off his sock head and sighed, sitting back on her ankles. I gripped her sides, hugged her.

We stood up and had to leave for the airport right away. Dave kissed her and out to the car we went.

We all went in the small airport, I stayed down at the check-in, let Dave and Julie go up to the gate so they could hug and kiss in the last seconds before he boarded the plane.

Julie came down smiling. I hugged her and couldn't wait to get her in the car, give her a sloppy wet kiss. My lusty fiancee!

She and I were engaged to be married, yet she had no qualms about getting that other guy's dick in her mouth and pussy as much as possible, for instance: dashing up to his room in the middle of the night when I left the house for work, walking into his house and bedroom when his wife was supposed to be out of town, rising up off my lap and going to her knees in front of him whenever he walked into my room.

One time we were all three in my room and I said "Dave, why don't you go upstairs with Julie and take a shower with her." He and Julie thought "OK" and sauntered up the steps. I stayed in my room trying not to rub my cock too much, thinking Julie would come down to me and be well stimulated once she finished her shower with Dave.

I heard the water going; they were in there naked and washing each other. That was an exciting image. After a while the water stopped and I waited, but they didn't come back down. I went upstairs to see what happened. Nobody in the bathroom, I opened the door to Dave's room and there they were, Julie stark naked on her back with her knees up and Dave between her legs, moving that cock with the big head in and out of her. Julie looked over at me as I watched through the door, had a nervous smile on her face, but she kept her arms around Dave's rib cage and her knees were wide open. Dave turned to tell me to "Get out of here." He said it again, so I left, said I was going to the cafe around the corner. Boy was I mad. I wanted some sex from Julie too. They were supposed to come back down after the shower and we would have a threesome; that's what I wanted. I was fuming there at a table while Julie was getting a good squeaky clean fuck; after a good long while she came in with that worried look on her face. When she saw how angry I was she started the tears and apologizing. I told her it was my fault, that I hadn't made my expectations clear, and we got over it.

Anyway, that illustrates how much Julie liked fucking and sucking with Dave. It was really something, a great turn-on, to see her so excited having his cock in her mouth; the way she whirled her head around to smear her tongue all over his peckerhead. She would eagerly suck his cock whenever the opportunity presented itself. I loved seeing the skin on her face take on a glow when she got her lips around his shaft, that big pecker head of his inside her mouth. She'd stuff it in one side as far as she could, then shift her head so his dick would push out her cheek on the other side. A little perspiration on her forehead would make a few strands of hair stick to it; that was very sexy; tiny beads of sweat on her upper lip too; I knew she was hot.

It was so fluid the way they communicated somehow and Julie knew exactly what Dave wanted next, she would pull her by-now ruby lips off his cock, get up off her knees, and in one motion pull her pants and panties completely off, back over to my bed, and lay down with her legs spread wide, looking at Dave the whole time. Dave followed her to the bed in three steps, had his pants undone, and would climb between her open legs. Her pussy was always so wet from sucking his dick that he didn't have to fiddle with foreplay, he just put his cock in her. I think Julie most of the time reached down there and guided it in for him.

There was my fiancee, laying naked and her bare heels on my bed, her lovely knees up in the air, the guy from upstairs pushing his stiff dick in and out of her while I watched. It was strangely erotic to see the girl I was going to marry with her arms around some other guy as he fucked her; I still remember the way she would look over at me with a blissful smile on her lips, big brown eyes open wide and in their own way, smiling too.

Dave would get close to cumming in a few minutes. He'd swing his legs off the bed, Julie's sexy leg on that side rolled down flat on the mattress. Holding his pants up, he would step towards the head of the bed and Julie would look up at him and wrap her moist young lips around his shaft. A muffled sigh from Julie, a groan from Dave, and he sprayed his cum into her mouth. God I love that scene: her big brown eyes wide open and her neck muscles taut as she held up her head looking into his eyes, and accepting his gift of thick cum.  She would close her long lashes down onto her cheeks and slide her warm wet lips up and down his cock to suck out every last drop.  Each drop of cum coating her mouth and tongue, then every sperm cell going down her throat.

Saturday after work I had just gotten in the door and the phone rang; it was Julie, my fiance. She wanted me to come over to Dave's house right away. "Sure, I'll be right there;" he lived just a few blocks away. Once there I noted Dave's wife was busy putting away groceries as Dave led me into the living room. There was Julie. Dave spoke quietly, said "Julie and I were all by ourselves here for two hours and didn't lay a hand on each other." Hmm, that sounded suspicious.

We stayed around awhile talking, then Julie and I drove ourselves back to my place. Julie had a story then: she had gone over to Dave's house early that Saturday because his wife and kids were supposed to be back at their old hometown visiting friends and family. She knew I was working that morning so she drove over to Dave's; she had walked right through his unlocked back door, up the stairs, and into his bedroom, planning to wake him for a romp of sunny morning sex. He was snoozing there on his back. When she said "Hi Dave" he threw the covers off, sat up and said "Where's Susan?" That's his wife. The way Dave was looking around Julie knew to back her ass down out of his bedroom and sit on the couch in the living room.

She said she wondered what to do next. Dave came down the stairs in his jeans and a T-shirt, stood across the room looking at her as he fisted his cock. She got up off the couch, crossed the room, and laid a big smooch on him. Then she tells me she went to her knees, had only skimpy summer shorts and a tank top shirt on, and sucked his dick. Dave stood for that awhile, then moved over and sat on the couch. Julie said she followed him, stayed on her knees, and kept sucking Dave's cock.

While she was blowing Dave there in the living room, he explained to Julie that his wife had decided not to go back to their old place and was out shopping with the kids at the time. Julie going "uh-huh" and "slurp slurp" and "kiss kiss" on Dave's dick while he's talking. I'm not sure what else was said but I can imagine Julie sucking Dave's cock for him, her mouth full of his organ for the entire two hours; she liked the taste and feel of it that much.

He might have been close but he hadn't cum, when his wife drove in the driveway. Panic time? No, they were pretty calm about it; but there she was in very skimpy terry cloth shorts braless in some kind of sleeveless summer shirt, and a pair of sandals, revealing a lot of skin, and she was alone in the house with Susan's husband. It's a good thing thing they weren't having a fuck though, there not would have been time to get dressed and straighten up from that, Julie told me. To deflect appearance of guilt, she called on me her fiancee to make an appearance.

Julie said that when his wife Susan first came in the house, "I stayed focused on reading the newspaper;" it was on the floor so she stayed down there on her knees and elbows, allowing her to hide her face so she did not have to try looking nonchalant. While Susan and the kids were in the other room, Julie told me Dave came up behind her and put his finger in her pussy while she was bent over the newspaper. She liked that.

Later, don't ask me when, Dave told her that after we left he took his wife upstairs and hurried her into a good long fucking. That pleased Julie too.

She was a wild girl on the loose!