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The Cuckolding of Neil Dodds - Part 11
Date: 8/14/2015, Categories: Cuckold, Author: angieseroticpen, Rating: 26, Source: LushStories
head again as Claire pulled Karl’s manhood to her lips. He gasped as her lips folded around the tip. Karl let out a loud groan. “I think you better go now Neil,” he told him. “Looks like your wife is eager to get to bed.” Neil managed to pull himself together and began to move. “You’ll need to take your wife’s nightdress with you,” Karl told him. Neil stepped forward but Karl was already pulling the hem up and over her body. He stared at his wife’s naked body as Karl handed it to him. He held on to it for a few moments and then turned to walk away. “Wait,” Karl shouted. Neil turned and Karl tossed Claire’s panties to him. “Take these as well,” he told him as he began to strep out of his pants that had now fallen around his ankles. Claire stepped forward and reached for Neil to kiss him. “Send me a text when you get home,” she told him. “I’ll call you later.” Neil hugged her. There was a look of sadness in his eyes. She knew that he didn’t want to leave without her but she also knew that if she did go with him he would be disappointed and unfulfilled. She reached down and touched his bulge. “I’ll take care of you tomorrow when you come back to collect me,” she told him. Moments later the door was closed behind him. Now it was just she and Karl, left to spend the night alone together. He took her in his arms and kissed her before taking her back to the kitchen. He picked up his clothes and then took her into the lounge by the hand. “There’s something we need to take care of ... first,” he told her. Claire stood there and watched as he picked up her hairbrush; an old, well used hairbrush that her grandmother had given her years before as a keepsake. He held it tightly in one hand as he placed his other around the small of her back and guided her to an armchair that had a very high back. Guiding her around the back of the chair he then lifted her so that her hands rested on the seat while her waist rested on the edge, her feet however were almost a foot from the floor, making her position precarious. Karl pressed a leg against the back of her legs holding her securely against the back of the chair. Claire felt quite defenceless balanced on the back of the chair. With one hand resting on her waist Karl held the brush in the other and pressed it gently against her bottom. “This will hurt,” he told her, “but we have to establish the authority here as far as our relationship is concerned. Do you understand, Claire?” “Yes,” she replied quietly. There were six blows in all; hard, quick blows that rained down on alternate cheeks. Claire was sobbing as he pulled her back on her feet and held her tightly against him. His hardness pressed into her tummy as he held onto her until her tears subsided. “Thank you,” she told him as she kissed him.”I needed that.” Karl kissed her and looked her in the eye. “My pleasure,” he told her as he smiled. Claire rested her head against his chest for a few moments and held his erection in her hand. He had everything she needed. ...