Al Bailey
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# Posted: 30 Jan 2008 07:36:34
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As I said, I was involved with my first married woman when I was 22. I was at a beer party. An acquaintance of mine, Mark Warren, stopped me as I was going to get another beer. He pulled me off to a corner and casually asked me if I would have sex with his wife.
His question blew me away. I was shocked.
It amazed me for two reasons. First of all it had never occurred to me that a married man might ask someone to fuck his wife. Secondly, Mark's wife Jill was gorgeous.
We were attending a small liberal arts college. There were only about 800 students in the entire school. Almost everyone knew Jill Warren. She was a senior in the modern dance program. She had beautiful dark red hair and a slender dancers body that every guy on campus openly lusted after.
I looked at Mark like he was crazy. Mark laughed and told me that he had a girlfriend and the only way he could keep seeing her was if Jill started seeing another guy.
Somehow this made sense to my 22 year old, alcohol dulled brain. I asked Mark what I thought was the next obvious question, "Why Me?"
He laughed and told me that she picked me. He really didn't know or care why, she just did.
He then went on to tell me that all I had to do was call her and she’d go out with me.
The next morning I went to work. I pumped gas and did basic automobile maintenance jobs at a local service station. It was Saturday, the station was busy with oil changes and gas customers, but I still found time to ponder this proposition. By noon my penis had won the debate. I’d talked myself into doing it.
I called Mark's apartment that afternoon. Jill answered. I had a plan. I knew Jill, but not very well. I couldn't just ask her if I could come over and fuck her, so I asked her if she wanted to go to a movie with me.
To my total relief, she said that she would love to. We quickly discussed schedules. We decided on the 9:00 pm movie on Wednesday night. I told her that I’d pick her up at 8:45.
Jill looked gorgeous when I picked her up. She was wearing a loose sweater, a pair of skin tight jeans and black leather boots.
She was not only beautiful, but intelligent and sophisticated, a lot more sophisticated than I was. We made easy small talk on the way to the movie and warmed to each other very quickly. When we sat down in the relatively empty theater she kind of leaned against me in a surprisingly affectionate manner.
As the theater darkened, I felt Jill snuggle into me even closer. I put my arm around her and she responded by resting her head against my chest. (For you younger people these were not the large recliner seats of modern movie theaters, rather they were the small close seats of the theaters of 1971.)
I was enjoying the soft scent of her hair and cologne when I felt her casually rest her hand on my thigh. As the movie started, Jill's fingers began tracing a soft circle on the inside of my right leg. She started near my knee. She was exploring me.
I lost all interest in the movie. All of my concentration was focused on the soft touch of her finger tips. She worked slowly, excruciatingly slowly. Her exploration was very thorough and there was absolutely no question that she was working her way up my thigh.
I was aroused by this beautiful woman and the sensuous touch of her fingertips. My cock was already fully erect, but I was wearing a pair of tight jeans. My erection was confined under the ridged layer of denim that covered it. It could only grow down the side of my thigh. It was lying trapped along the leg that Jill was exploring.
The head of my penis was directly in the path of her examination. Each movement of her fingers brought her closer to me. The anticipation was maddening.
As she got closer and closer I got more and more excited.
We both gasped the first time her hand brushed the tip of my cock. Jill stopped all movement. She just let the side of her hand rest against the head of my erect penis.
Time seemed to stand still for a moment and then I felt her cup the head of my cock with the palm of her hand. She actually started pushing against my erection. She was testing me, feeling the strength of my engorged cock.
When your 22 years old that's pretty damned exciting.
After a moment, Jill started exploring again. This time she traced the outline of my penis with her index finger. It took a great deal of effort to maintain my composure as this gorgeous girl measured me.
When Jill finally completed her survey; she left her hand resting on the shaft of my cock. Using her other hand, she located my hand and brought it to her lips. She put my index finger in her mouth and sucked on it. At the same time she started to rub my cock.
I'd had enough. The get acquainted period was over. Neither of us were the least bit interested in what was on the screen in front of us.
I leaned over and whispered to her. "Lets get out of here."
She laughed. "I thought you'd never ask."
I reached over, took her hand and stood up. She eagerly followed me. We quickly left the theater by one of the rear exits. This put us in a deserted alley.
As soon as we were outside, I put my arms around Jill and pushed her up against the wall of the theatre. Our lips met in a passionate kiss. As our tongues began dancing I slid my hand under her sweater. Jill wasn't wearing a brassiere. I started playing with her nipple while we made out against the back wall of the movie house.
Finally we broke off the kiss. We quickly agreed to go to my house.
Jill unzipped my jeans as soon as we were seated in the car. She freed my erect cock and stroked me as I started the engine and put the car into gear.
Fortunately, I lived only minutes from the theater. When I pulled my car into a parking spot in front of the house where I lived, Jill dropped her head to my lap and started sucking my cock. It took every ounce of concentration that I could muster to keep from cumming.
I gently pulled her head away from my lap and whispered, "Lets go inside".
I put myself away and zipped up my pants.
My three roommates were sitting in the living room watching television when we walked in. My erection was making a tent in the front of my jeans. There was no way to conceal it. All three of them stared at us as I led Jill to my bedroom. They knew that Jill was Mark's wife and it was obvious that we were going into my room to fuck.
This was the first time that I started to appreciate the extra thrill that comes with fucking another man's wife. I was about to enjoy a pleasure that was supposed to be reserved only for him. It added a little spice to the situation.
I knew nothing about cuckolding at this point in my life. The only place I had even encountered the word was when I read Canterbury Tales for an English class.
When we got into my bedroom I put an Aretha Franklin record (yes a record, it was 1971) on my stereo. Jill pushed me down on the bed, kicked off her boots and started doing a very erotic strip for me.
Mark was fucking crazy. His wife was a slender, small breasted woman with the well toned body of a dancer. She was absolutely stunning. As she unzipped her jeans and pushed them to the floor I saw that she wasn't wearing any underwear.
She had thin wispy red pubic hair that just barely concealed the lips of her pussy. This was long before girls started shaving down there.
Jill kneeled on the floor between my legs. She unzipped my trousers and pulled them off while I took my shirt off.
My 8 inch erection sprang to attention as she pulled my boxers off. (Yes, that's what I've got. This is a true story. I don't have an 18 inch dick.)
Most of the women I've been with have told me I'm big and the condoms I use are magnums.
Jill put my cock in her mouth and started sucking me. Even at the young age of 22 I could tell that Mark's wife understood how to give a blowjob.
I tried as hard as I could to make it last, but I'd been the victim of too much stimulation. Both of us felt my cock stiffen almost immediately. Jill took my cock out of her mouth and stared into my eyes while she stroked me. When I came she directed the explosion to her breasts.
Jill milked my penis while I ejaculated onto her chest. When the spurts of semen finally slowed to dribbles, Jill leaned down and kissed the tip of my softening cock and licked my balls.
When she was done, she looked up, stared into my eyes and sensually rubbed my semen into her small round breasts like it was a very expensive body lotion.
I stood, gently picked Jill up and placed her on the end of my bed. We had to wait for my spent cock to rejuvenate itself so it was now my turn to go down on Jill.
I spread her legs and kneeled in front of her. Her cunt glistened with her love juices as my face moved to her crotch. She quietly moaned as I covered her moist cunt with soft kisses.
When I started licking her, Jill lay back on the bed and cooed.
She was clearly very aroused. I moved up her pussy and found her clit.
I pleasured her this way until I felt my cock starting to get stiff again. When I was fully erect I stood, picked Jill up and moved her back on my bed. I climbed on top of her and started rubbing the head of my engorged penis between the lips her very wet cunt.
Jill bit her lower lip and closed her eyes when she realized what was happening.
I pushed my cock into her. She was very tight. I thought to myself that Mark must not be very big.
I moved very slowly. I didn't want to hurt Jill. When I was all the way inside her I stopped and stayed perfectly still.
After a moment Jill whispered. "Al that feels so good, please fuck me."
There are many simple pleasures in this world. My favorite is having another man's wife ask me to fuck her.
I started to move. I slowly pulled about an inch of my cock out of Jill and very gently pushed it back in.
I did it again and then I did it again and again. I slipped into an easy rhythm and started fucking Jill.
When I was certain that she was comfortably taking all of my cock I relaxed, let myself go and started fucking her with more intensity.
As I picked up the pace, Jill wrapped her arms and legs around me and dug her fingernails into my back. Both of us were fucking each other as hard as we could. It wasn't long before I felt Jill's muscles tighten up and she started to cry.
Suddenly Jill screamed. I tried to pull out of her but she held me inside her with all her strength, so I kept fucking her. Jill started to shake as her orgasm ripped through her body.
Suddenly I felt the same surge in my loins and for the second time that night I came. This time I ejaculated deep inside the womb of another mans wife. It was electrifying thrill.
When I was done cumming I lay quietly on top of Jill. She uttered a small cry of protest when she felt my softening cock slip out of her cunt. I rolled off of her and lay on my back. She put her head on my shoulder and cuddled up to me.
We lay together quietly for several minutes. Finally Jill broke the silence. "I feel so good lying in your arms."
I rolled over onto my side, put my arms around Jill and kissed her. As we kissed our passion grew, I felt my cock stirring again. Jill felt it to.
She started to giggle. "I don't believe it".
I took her hand, placed it on my hardening penis and laughed. "Believe it."
Jill started stroking me. When I was fully erect she climbed on top of me, straddled my hips and lowered herself on to my hard cock.
We fucked in this position for nearly an hour. Our lust was insatiable. Jill came three times. Each of her orgasms left her lying on my chest, crying with joy, my erect penis still inside her.
After a few moments of rest, she would start kissing my chest. When she regained her composure, she would lift herself up and our dance of love would begin again.
When she started building to her fourth orgasm, Jill grabbed my nipples in her fingers, twisted them and whispered to me, "Cum for me. Cum with me. cum inside me. I want to feel you cum inside me one more time."
She was riding me like a cowboy on a bull. I started thrusting my hips at her. She held my nipples like a pair of reins.
She whispered to me again. "Cum inside me Al. I want to feel it. I want to feel you cumming in me." Only this time she added something that drove me wild. "Al, you fuck me so much better than my husband. You can have me anytime you want me."
That was all it took. My cock exploded. When I started ejaculating into her, Jill screamed and her fourth orgasm of the night erupted inside her.
When we were done cumming, we both collapsed in exhaustion. We cuddled up together and fell asleep. I woke up about an hour later and pulled the blankets over us. I watched Jill sleep for a few minutes and then I fell asleep again.
We became an inseparable couple. We enjoyed each other in and out of bed. For the next two weeks we moved back and forth from my house to Jill and Mark's apartment.
One afternoon Jill and I were at her apartment. We were both naked in the living room. I was on the couch, Jill was between my legs giving me a blowjob.
We heard a key at the door. It was Mark. Jill didn't even look up. She just kept sucking my cock. Mark stood in the doorway. Our eyes locked. I challenged him with my stare. He looked away. I smiled at him. It was a mocking smile. My cock was in his wife's mouth and he wasn't going to do anything about it.
His face turned beet red. He seemed to want to say something but he stopped. He stared at the floor for a moment and then he stormed out of the room.
That was the very first time that I felt the rush of dominating a cuckold husband. It was a thrill that I was going to learn to love.
Mark and Jill divorced late that spring.
Jill and I stayed together through the summer. In the fall she decided to go to New York. It would be a full year before I'd see her again.
I know that Mark and Jill did not have the typical hot wife/cuckold relationship. It would be over two years before I would meet a couple that really lived the lifestyle.
Still this was the first time that I enjoyed the favors of a married woman at the expense of her husband. Mark and Jill gave me my first taste of life as a bull.
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