1. The Welcomed Dinner Guest


    Date: 9/15/2015, Categories: Cuckold, Author: AndreaDetroit, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories

    breathlessly "Your wife is a fucking animal," he said admiringly. "If she keeps this up, I'll shoot my fucking load" That was my intention, but I wanted to taste him, so I returned my mouth to his helmet. My head moved rhythmically up and down and my hand tugged away in that delicious twisting motion. My ears were filled with my greedy slurping sounds as I coaxed Jerry’s cream from his ball. "Face fuck me," I gasped, eyes half closed with craving. I lowered my head above his lap and relaxed my jaw. My head bobbed up and down a couple of times and Jerry, wanting more grabbed my head. Holding it just above his lap, Jerry raised his hips and watched his cock disappear between my lips. He started off slowly but soon speeded up his movements. His thrusting became more and more erratic as his spunk boiled and to send him over the edge I moved a hand between his legs. While one hand closed around the base of his cock, I moved a finger between his buttocks and found his tight little anus. I heard him catch his breath when my teeth tightened around his sensitive rim and my finger pressed home. Out the corner of my eye, I could see Paul concentrating on the action so hard, he hardly blinked. "Oh God Sammy, you dirty fucking bitch, I'm gonna cum," Jerry bellowed and held my head tightly. "Yes, yes, don't stop," he groaned, and his hips bucked wildly. Huge wads of thick, salty spunk filled my mouth as my lips clamped tightly around his thick trunk. I could feel his balls pulsing in my ...
    fingers as he pumped salvo after salvo down my throat. "That's it slut, swallow it all," Jerry roared as his body jerked and spasmed. His release was so powerful I couldn't take it all and loosened my lips. White hot spunk dribbled from my mouth, down his manhood and over my fingers before pooling in his pubic hair. Eventually, the jerking lessened and Jerry removed his hands from my head. As I sat up, I could feel warm sperm still trickling down my chin. Glancing across the room I saw Paul surreptitiously massaging the bulge in his trousers and I knew exactly how I would punish him for his indiscretion. As I stood up, Paul, correctly guessing my intentions, shook his head vehemently. "No, Sammy. No, I'm not doing it. No fucking way..." and shook his head more determinedly. Unfortunately, I was just as adamant. I crossed the room and stood in front of him. "Here, bitch. Lick this clean," I demanded spitefully and offered him a hand. Grudgingly he opened his mouth and sucked on my thumb. When it was clean, he swallowed my forefinger and licked. As each digit was cleansed I noticed his reluctance decrease. At first I couldn't believe what was happening, but it was soon evident. My husband, the father of my children, was licking another man's cum from my hand and seemed to like it. When he finished the one hand, he waited patiently for the other. "Did it excite you watching me suck another man's cock?" He nodded, hesitantly at first, like I'd asked him a trick question and then ...
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