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The Cuckolding of Neil Dodds - Part 8
Date: 7/31/2015, Categories: Cuckold, Author: angieseroticpen, Rating: 22, Source: LushStories
It took Claire a while to drop off to sleep. She had been feeling a little down when she first settled down to sleep but Neil’s revelation had changed everything. The fact that he had got so sexually aroused by it, had taken her completely by surprise. She needed to speak with Karl. He would know how to take hold of the situation and develop it. She couldn’t speak with him now but she would first thing. She would leave early and call him. She felt that tingle in her groin again as she lay awake. She thought of Karl’s huge cock. She thought of Karl lying beside her with Neil’s knowledge and his blessing. Her hand slipped inside her pyjama bottoms. Her fingers touched her sex and she imagined that they were his fingers; eager, searching fingers. Fingers that wanted her; fingers that needed her. Her sex would wet them. They always did. Karl’s fingers always left her sex covered in the musky scent of her juices. She thought of his cock. She imagined that her ankles were resting on Karl’s shoulders and his hands were under her bottom; gripping tightly and pulling her in. He would be fucking her hard and fast with deep, penetrating thrusts that would bring the head of his cock into contact with her cervix. She would feel his testicles banging against her flesh; big, heavy sacs filled with his seed. She would hear his loud groans and grunts and she would hear her own cries too. Then she would feel his seed gushing inside her; his hot, life forming seed filling her. She would feel ... his cock pulsating inside her as he emptied himself inside her and then she would orgasm for a final time. Claire bit hard into the edge of the duvet that she had pulled tightly against her mouth to stifle her cries. She couldn’t stop her body from shuddering though. Neil stirred beside her momentarily but he let out a loud snore telling her that he was still sound asleep. She pulled her hand away from her pyjama bottoms. Her fingers were wet. She smiled to herself as she turned on her side to sleep. Even just masturbating to the thought of Karl fucking her gave her intense and satisfying orgasms. Neil was still in bed when she rose and showered. He was still asleep as she dried herself and started to dress. He was obviously very tired from the day before. Claire had just finished fastening her stockings to her suspender belt when she heard his voice from behind. “Mmmmm, stockings,” he said. She turned and smiled. “Well, I do get a good staff discount and I prefer them to tights,” she told him, as she walked up to the side of the bed. Neil reached out with his hand and stroked the insides of her thighs before reaching higher to touch her sex. “Come back to bed for a few minutes,” he said to her, breathlessly. She sat down on the edge beside him. “I would love to,” she told him, “but I have to leave early. Besides, I would just end up wet and sticky all day long.” She could see the disappointment on his face. Claire pulled back the duvet and took hold of his erection. “I feel ...