1. How I Learned To Please My Wife - Part 1


    Date: 10/8/2014, Categories: Cuckold, Author: allfours, Rating: 24, Source: LushStories

    could see from the lust in her eyes that the idea was actually quite appealing to her. I knew her well enough to know that, deep down, the idea really excited her, and I suppose I also found the idea of watching her quite exciting too, so I didn't let the subject drop, but continued to push her. Eventually she said yes, and after trawling online for a couple of months for a suitable man, we eventually met up with someone in a hotel thirty miles away. After an hour in his room, I knew that I couldn't compete with the pleasure he was giving her. Her gorgeous face was radiant as she lay on her back with her legs wrapped around him, and the moans and cries she gave as he relentlessly rammed into her pussy will stay in my memory forever. As the night wore on, I became more and more of a spectator, and although I felt a certain amount of shame, I also got an enormous sense of pleasure from watching her satisfaction. By the end of the night, I was hardly involved in the action, except to hold her ankles above her head so he could plough her swollen vulva as she screamed with pleasure, her hair plastered to her face and neck from her sweat. My tiny cock trickled precum onto her wonderful orbs as he finally came inside her, and I moved my dribbling penis to her face, craving relief. Instead, she pushed me aside, telling me to 'fuck off out the way' so she could throw her grateful arms around her lover. Although it hurt, I got off the bed while they kissed with a passion I could only ...
    dream of. As they lay there, kissing, exploring and caressing each other's bodies, I couldn't but help be aroused by the sight of them. Instead of joining in, I was relegated to sitting on a chair and masturbating while I watched them. The heady scent of sex filled the room, but hardly any of it was mine. A few days after that evening, Vanessa came to my office at work and we talked. I told Stacey that I was not to be disturbed and closed the door, making sure the blinds were also drawn so no one could see in. Initially, both of us agreed that we'd enjoyed it, but obviously for different reasons. Vanessa said that it was the first time in years that she'd been completely satisfied, which made me feel ashamed, both as a husband and a man. Then she became a little more aggressive, and basically said that she needed to be kept satisfied on a regular basis, and more or less demanded that we do it again. She tried to justify herself by saying that she didn't want to do it behind my back, and that, as I couldn't keep her satisfied, I owed it to her to keep her happy. Once I'd picked my jaw off the floor, I told her that, although I was a little embarrassed at first, as long as she was happy, then I was happy. She gave me an odd look, and then took my hand as she so sweetly asked me if that meant I agreed to her meeting other men who could satisfy her. I sat slightly stunned as I remembered the look on her face as her lover fucked her while she came time after time, and the sight of ...
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