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The Cuckolding of Neil Dodds - Part 13
Date: 8/21/2015, Categories: Cuckold, Author: angieseroticpen, Rating: 24, Source: LushStories
brush and you’re having lunch with me in your local” Claire climbed up onto the bottom of the bed. With bottom raised in the air, on her knees and face buried in the duvet she awaited him. She heard his zipper; heard clothing falling down behind her; heard him kicking of his shoes. He was going to fuck her as well as punish her and afterwards he would take her to lunch alone. Friends and neighbours would be there seeing her with another man; seeing her without her husband. Seeing her with a black man. Claire could feel the wetness between her thighs; the tingling was getting almost unbearable now. She felt the gentleness of his hand as it landed on the small of her back then came the pain. One cheek then the other. Back again, one cheek then the other. One final time, one cheek and then the other. It was over. The punishment was over. She was crying now. She stood up. Tears flowed down her cheeks and onto her breasts as she reached for him and threw her arms around her neck. She kissed him and then they fell back onto the bed. “Please fuck me,” she told him. The tip of his cock was already pushing against her pussy lips. There was no stopping him now. Her fingers dug into the hard muscle of his shoulders and she cried out as his fullness entered her. One huge thrust and he was deep inside her. Just like his spanking, his fucking was hard and brutal. It was also pleasurable. Claire ending up sobbing again but this time from sheer pleasure. An hour later Claire and Neil were back at home but this time with Karl. Neil took Karl’s overnight bag up to the marital bedroom while Claire began preparing his dinner. Half an hour later Neil sat down to eat. Claire kissed him and then reached for Karl’s hand. “Let’s go and get Sunday lunch then.” Karl smiled and patted her bottom. “Let’s,” he said. Disclaimer: All characters and events in the story are fictitious and any resemblance to real people and events are purely coincidental.