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Cuckoldry - Wife Given Permission - Husband Devast

... sperm. Would you really be able

to cope with that? Are you picturing me getting fucked

right now? Are you getting hot thinking about your wife

being balled by his cock right in front of you?"

"Wouldn't you love having a long thick bone filling

your moist tight pussy deeper than any man ever has

before?" I asked her. "I wouldn't mind seeing you

getting fucked by another man."

She didn't say anything but I could see that my wife

was really turned on by the thought. She told me that

she had felt his hard cock pressing against her pelvis

when they flirted. She appeared troubled and tempted. I

could see it by her hard nipples as she toyed with the

idea. Knowing my wife, the pleasure of fucking would

send her vaginal muscles pulsating many times on him as

she climaxed repeatedly on a massive throbbing cock. I

could imagine her beautiful body twisting in passion as

she came like a bitch.

"You would like me to fuck another man, wouldn't you,"

she said, grabbing hold of my hard cock through my

trousers and squeezing it. "I wouldn't use a condom..."

She added with a wry little smile after a silence.

I instantly realised she accepted the idea of it

happening. The thought of another man leaving his semen

deep in my wife's belly was both repellent and

alluring. I knew from the way she looked at me that one

day she would cuckold me.

AROUSED BY OTHER MAN

She took my arm and said, "Get me out of here. Get ...

... me

to bed baby, I need it bad."

When we got home she attacked me, kissing me

feverishly. I tore her clothes off and quickly found

that her pussy was dripping wet. The guy had her turned

on! She leaned down and gave me a deep French kiss, her

mouth open, pressing her tongue between my lips. She

continued to kiss me and rub my chest as I looked at

her. We were both thinking about what was going to

happen some day soon. Reaching down between her legs, I

gently stroked Laurel's pussy and I found it very wet as

I inserted a finger inside my wife. She squirmed and

kissed me again. She wanted sex right away.

"Pretend I'm him," I whispered in her ear.

She climbed on top of me and straddled my stomach, her

hair tickling my face, her lubricated sex grinding

against my torso. She settled on my hips, pushing back

against my hard cock. I groaned at her wet embrace.

Before I could protest, she began riding my body,

pinning me under her wild exertions. I closed my eyes,

hearing her moans and the bed creaking, inhaling the

floral scent. She shut her eyes. Laurel's pussy was so

moist – I had never known her so aroused.

My cock slammed into her, coated with her lubricating

juices. I had visions of her fucking the stranger and I

knew she must be fantasising about him.

I was completely enflamed with jealousy and lust. I

fucked her real hard. I couldn't get the image of her

fucking that guy out of my mind.

"Yes ...