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Cuckoldry - Wife Given Permission - Husband Devast

... regretting and cursing everything I

had done and finally went to bed. I waited and waited.

After trying to watch TV, I gave up and went to our

bedroom. I found myself fantasizing about Laurel and her

lover - even though I didn't know him. I could not help

myself. I masturbated to completion.

That helped a bit but my mind kept teasing me with

images of Laurel being fucked by a big black cock. Our

youngest daughter woke up and getting her back to sleep

almost took my mind off Laurel's date but no sooner had

I quieted her down then I began thinking about k**s and

wondering if Laurel would get knocked up by Fabian.

I would stroked my cock again, thinking about my

beautiful wife getting the fucking of a lifetime. Her

beautiful body beneath this man as he pounded into her.

Imagining what her face looked like. Wondering what she

sounded like as he fucked her. Wondering what her

freshly fucked pussy looked like with his cum dripping

from her. Wondering when I would hear her story. I came

for the last time that night. She did not come home

until the early hours of the morning.

I was laying in bed watching the clock wondering where

my wife was at two a. m. when I heard her car pull into

the driveway.

Laurel walked into the bedroom. Thinking I was asleep

she did not turn a light on. She had already slipped

off her heels and unbuttoned her blouse. Just as she

peeled her clothes off, I turned on a bedside ...

... light. I

asked her if anything happened.

She had the glow of a freshly fucked woman and a very

smug satisfied smile on her face. Our eyes met for a

moment, and she defiantly threw her purse in a chair

and shrugged her shoulders, one big breast almost out

of her dress because the strap was broken, her hair a

mess. Her tits were a little red and her nipples were

still hard. Her lipstick was smudged, she had love

bites on her neck, and strands of white sperm in her

blonde hair.

My wife wrapped her arms around me and kissed me hard

again. She asked me if I still loved her and I told her

I did. She kissed me passionately and told me how much

she loved me and how much I must love her to let her

have her night with a young black stud.

Visions of her getting fucked had been running through

my mind. Sitting up, I softly told her not to hide from

me. She blushed as she nervously let her hands go to

her sides. I guess she didn't want me to see how

swollen her pussy lips were, or the fresh love bites.

But then again she probably was embarrassed to be seen

with his sperm drooling down her legs. Before she could

step in the bathroom I got up and took her in my arms.

My wife wrapped her arms around me and kissed me hard

again. As I kissed her, I noticed her lips were puffy

and tasted of sperm. Taking her hand, I guided her to

our bed, even as she protested that she was awfully

sticky and messy from the evening ...