CuckyLight
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Here's a very hot story a cyberfriend shared with me, some time ago, he claimed it to be a true story and I believe him. We've mailed for quite some time, so I know his story pretty detailed. This man, he lived in the UK and was -as myself- fascinated by the cuckold-concept. I had allready explained to him dat my�girl was a hotwife, knowing about and on some�occasions playing with my cuckold fantasies. And also how she came to be a hotwife and me to be a wifesharer. And, after some persuasion, he told me�the story of his fascination. He was a guy in his early forties, happily married to a late-thirties and lady of two-wife. He told me she was one horny woman and that they'd experimented a lot between the sheets. But always only with the two of them. One�time, some years back, before they had their first young,�they were�very close to a threesome�with a good friend of his. But she backed off in the last moment, telling it wasn't her thing. He send me some pics and I have to say she was an attractive milf, a bit chubby but well proportioned and with a very attractive, kind�face. I wanked myself quite some times over her, I could do her anytime and that's also what he offered me. But since he wasn't in an open cuckold relationship and lived abroad, the risk of�the whole situation turning into a flop was too big. Fact was that this man, let's call him Ron, had a cheating wife. Nonconsentual.
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Some time before we met in cyberspace, he had found some indications that his wife, Marion,�was as faithfull as he'd assumed. She started acting a bit evasive when it came to sex, where she was a real sexual predator nomally. Just the mere smell of sex was enough to start her up. So when he was turned down a couple of times, he became suspicious and started to check her out. And intensified this after he had found some traces of sexual activity in her underwear she'd put in the laundrybasket. One time he found a real 'smoking gun', a new panty in the basket which�hadn't been there that morning, but was when he came back from work. The crotch completely�smeared with male�semen. And based upon this evidence,�Ron could rule out some potential suspects. And when he had asked how her day was and she told him casually about her day, he found out that the prime suspect in his wife's cheating�was their neighbours mister!
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Ron�told me their contact with the neighbours wasn't very intimate, to say the least. It was a bit of a trashy family, man jobless in his fifties, lady a takes, mister a small time offender. But the mister was the only one who had been around, apparently doing some work in their garden and he knew that his cheating wife was intelligent enough to stick to a closeby story. The boy was about 25 years old and the last young still living with his parents. Since�Ron and Marion�had moved there, about 8 years before these events, they had seen him growing up from a boy�to a young man. He wasn't very good looking but wasn't bad looking either. Just a plain�neighbourboy. And Ron didn't have a clue of what happened to make�his wife cheat on him. That is, until he found segments of what could be a diary on her computer. It appeared that Mariion had seen the neighbour's mister working in the garden�one summer. He was working, wearing only his jeans and apparently seeing this young boy made Marion long for her own younger years. And she started watching him more often from�their bedroomwindow,�also fantasizing about what she would do with his�immature but�muscular body. But one day the boy caught her peeping. And didn't do a thing except provoking her more. Working in the garden more often, showing off everytime the weather allowed him, sunbathing in only a pair of briefs. And taking a piss, so she could see him. And she did. And he appeared to be very well endowed. According to her diary the boy was nearly twice as big as her own husband.
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So one day she decided she couldn't stand�his provocations�any longer�and she went down, in her bikini for some sunbathing and chitchatting. That was�a few�weeks before Ron started his 'investigations'. On the next sunny day Ron went to work, brought their kids to school, but called in sick as soon as dropped them of, parked his car nearby and sneaked back into his own house. His wife had went to bed again, so he hid himself in the attic, where he also had a view to the garden. It didn't take very long before he saw the neighbour's mister coming into the garden and starting to do some shoveling. And from the looks and the actions of the boy, he could exactly pinpoint the moment his wife started peeping again. And shortly after that he heard her showering and saw her walking into the garden, wearing nothing but a pair of skimpy see through bikini's he'd bought her for their own permisteral pleasure. She lay down, with her legs spread a bit,�in the boy's direction. Ron sneaked down to his own bedroom for a better view and by the time he had settled himself, he said that the boy allready sat down next to Marion. She'd let him fondle her for a while and he knew the grinding of her hips so well, he could immediately see his wife was terribly horny. Within a few minutes, she took the boy by the hand and walked into their house. Ron knew he had only a few moments to hide in a closet and the moment his wife and her young lover came in, he was affraid they could hear his heart pound.
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He was in a pretty akward position, but had a good view on what happened. It was clear that Marion was in the lead. She got undressed, lay down on their marital bed, spread her legs and ordered�the boy�to eat her out. He willingly complied and wildly licked his wifes wet cunt until she reached her first orgasm. Ron said he was amazed how hard his own dick got, just from watching the scene. Then she crawled towards him, unbuckled his jeans and out came a very hard, very big and�very thick young cock. Allthough she allready had seen his cock before�his wife�acted like a young in a candystore. She took it in both hands and started sucking his dick rightaway. Still mumbling how much she loved big, fat cocks. The boy couldn't hold out very long before he blew his wad. She swallowed the most of it and, to Ron's surprise,�kept on licking and sucking. And the boy remained rock hard. Then she told him he shouldn't cum in her anymore, before she lay down and let him fuck her brains out. Ron said he had never witnessed his wife cumming that often and losing herself in a total frenzie. He saw how far her pussylips got stretched when the boy mounted her. And how he pounded and pounded her. And how much she loved it. And how she begged him to do fill her up with his cum. And he did. And she came. Again. And so did Ron. In his pants.
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After that they just lay quietly attached for a while until the boy pulled his now limp cock out of Marion's ruined cunt. But even in that stage Ron saw that is was bigger then his one erect. It must have been another massive load he had shot, because semen kept on gulfing out of her devastated pussy. He cleaned himself, thanked her and left. His wife just smiled satisfied, checked how loose her pussy felt, smiled again and went for another shower. Giving Ron an opportunity to leave the house. He wrote to me that the whole hadn't lasted for an hour, he had called in sick so he drove to a nearby lake. And stared in the water for the rest of the day, thinking about how he had seen�her, the�kind and loving�lady of his two youngren,�behaving like a cheating cockslut. And about how he enjoyed that sight.
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The story becomes even hotter, let me know if you want to�write down�the rest.
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CuckyLight
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OK, the rest of the story.
After Ron found out that his wife got her pussy loosened and creamed on a regular basis by the well built mister of their neighbours, he started investigating her more and more. He observed a few more sessions, hid a secret camera and started to hang out more on the internet, in order to find out more about the strange excitement he felt. And that's where we met. He read some new pages she had hidden in her e-diary and learned that his wife was denying him his portion of pussy, because she was affraid that he might smell, taste, or even feel that she'd been with another man who was much larger equiped. She didn't want to deny him sex, she was just affraid Ron would find out. And even though he got very excited every time he saw them, he confessed to me that he always came without touching himself, he wasn't able to bring the whole situation out in the open.
In the meanwhile Ron read that Marion had figured out a way to make her loose pussy more plausible. She was going to add a bigger dildo to her collection. So Ron wasn't very surprised when his wife proposed to visit an erotic shop in a nearby city 'to spice up their sexlife a bit again'. The vision of getting laid again soon made him very complaint to her wishes. But when she picked out a real black monster-dildo, he backed out a bit and asked if she wouldn't settle for a few inches less. They agreed on a size somewhere in the middle between his cock and the one from the neigbour's mister. It would give her some space and it would get him laid.
And it did, that same night. They started of very promising, with her begging him to fuck her with her new toy. Ron told me it slid in very easily and she got off instantly. When their session continued, as always, she asked him to put on a rubber. In the first moment he couldn't care less, but when he entered her wet and loose vagina, this demand combined with the fact that the boy was allowed to do her bareback every time, crept into his mind several times and made him somewhat insecure. Which meant he couldn't hold his hard-on the whole time, which clearly disappointed his wife. He shot his load too quickly and had to make her cum several times again with her new dildo afterwards. Definetely not the best sex ever. But now at least he had given her an excuse.
And this clearly intensified the contact between Marion and the boy. At least twice a week Ron found nickers containing semen in the laundry basket. He found out that their schedule was always the same. Always just after he left. Marion waking up and opening the curtains, was the neighbour's misters que to come in and drill his wife senseless. Or she went down straight away and got a good hump in the garden. Ron started working an hour later, so he could see it for himself. Sometimes from inside the house and sometimes also he hid in the garden. And that's where he saw that he wasn't the only peeping Tom. Apparently the neighbour himself, the boy's man, had found out what was going on. And hid behind his bedroom curtain, seeing how his mister did Ron's wife. And probably wanking. Ron thought that the mister knew that his man spied on him, as he looking in his mans direction several times.
Ron told me he immediately stopped hiding in the garden, being affraid to be discovered. And learned that his thoughts about the mister knowing were completely true. Watching from his hide out in the closet, the next day, he could see how calm the boy remained and how startled his wife was, when the boy's man suddenly stood in the doorway of their bedroom. He just stood there, large belly, tattoos, unwashed and unshaved, telling his mister to 'continue fucking that slut'. And threatening her into fucking him 'or otherwise he would tell her husband'. Not that she needed such a threat. She was horny as hell, Ron could tell. And he saw how the boy's man took out his own member out of his trousers, in front of Marions face. He wasn't hard, but even so, it was bigger than his mister's, looking far more threatening to Ron. But far more interesting to his wife. Who came rightaway, the moment he started pushing his gigantic cock into her mouth. Lateron she begged to be fucked by that then standing, monstrously veined dick. This threesome, the first in her life, lasted for certainly a whole hour, all her holes being used. She got doublefucked by a trashy man and mister and both of them were allowed to cum in her unprotected. And they did, both more than once. When they were ready, they got clothed again, while Marion lay on the bed, spread out wide and thouroughly used. Ron heard them say that they would stop by again quickly and heard his wife giggling laughing softly, and very satisfied, when they were gone...
From then on, Ron's wife got fucked nearly every single day. He only witnessed it a few times when mister, man or both came by stretching his wifes lips to the max, always bareback. He read about the other occasions in her diary. Or found her drenched panties. And once again she started shutting him out. One night, when neigbour daddy had visited her in the morning and Ron insisted on having sex, he saw why his wife was so reluctant. Her cunt didn't look the same anymore. It looked ruined. And felt so sloppy that she could hardly feel him entering. He said she said. She blamed it on her new dildo, but both knew this wasn't true. But neighter of them dared to mention it. This went on for a few months, with her finally denying him every sex. And the whole thing ended when the neighbours takes wife found out. And warned Ron about what was going on. Ron played that he knew nothing and never dared to confront his wife with his side of the story. Not long after that, they moved away to another city and Ron stopped contacting me also.
I was able to reconstruct this complete story from collected bits and pieces Ron send me and I must admit, I got off on it hundreds of times. I hope you do to.
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