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Cuckoldry - Wife Given Permission - Husband Devast

... she was going to have sex with him.

"Who said I was going to have sex with him. He just

invited me out to lunch, darling!" She replied, but by

the wicked little smile on he face I knew better. The

mere thought that she might be fucking her first man

(besides me) was enough to get my cock rock solid. I

made her promise me she that if she was fucking other

men, she would ride them bareback and allow the stud to

cum deep inside her tiny twat. She was to not wash it

out, but to bring it home with her. She blushed and

asked me if I wanted to eat her out after again. I had

an instant hard on thinking about the sticky cum in her

pussy and said sure. I wanted to find his sperm inside

her fucked pussy when she returned home. She agreed, so

I set a date for the following Friday evening.

My ultimate fantasy was about to become reality. In bed

that night, we had great sex. Laurel went wild, sucking

my cock until my nuts were shooting air as I plumbed

her pussy with her dildo. I suspect we were both

thinking of the same thing. Her getting really fucked

well by Fabian. The next day I had trouble focusing on

my business meeting as my thoughts kept going to Laurel

in Fabian's arms.

That evening we went out shopping again. What a turn on

that was, buying clothing for my wife that she would

wear for another man. Laurel told me on the way home

that, to make it better, we should abstain from sex

that night. She ...

... told me that it would be just as hard

for her because she was thinking about what was coming

as much as I was. I doubted that.

Next day Laurel got ready. She showered and made herself

"look pretty" for her date. As she did, she had me feel

her, to make sure she was smooth enough for Fabian.

Watching her shave her "bikini line," the message was

unmistakable: her lover was going to see her, touch

her, kiss her and fuck her there, and she wanted her

body to be ready for him. I watched as she put on heavy

make up and dressed real sexy in a skin-tight skirt.

Her nipples were standing up as hard as pencil eraser

underneath.

Suddenly, I had a block of dry ice in my stomach. This

was all real. It had really happened. It was going to

happen again tonight. My wife, my sweet innocent wife

was capable of being a total slut with men she barely

knew. Not just capable, she had done it and was looking

forward to doing it again this very evening. The

enormity of what had happened, was happening, struck me

very hard.

It was too late for regrets now. She pressed her lips

to mine hurriedly telling me the next time I kissed

her, she would be full of his cum and rushed off to

meet Fabian, her face flushed with anticipation and

excitement.

My heart was pounding as well as other parts of my

anatomy. Now began the hard part. I knew my wife was

going to see this man. I knew what was about to happen.

I waited nervously, ...