My experiences with cuckolding, believe it or not, were not planned. At least my part wasn’t initially. My wife Lenora and I had a good marriage, had good kids and what most people would call a normal life.
Then unexpectedly, as guests at my wife’s friend’s ********’s wedding (“The Wedding Surprise”) both I and my wife Lenora were introduced to the world of cuckolding (or ***** wife = forced cheating with BBC = cuckolding). Whatever you want to call it, it was fucking awesome!
These new sexual adventures occurred later in our marriage when our kids were grown and out of the house. From my perspective, and up to that point in our marriage, I thought I knew about my wife and her non adventurous (even prudish) sexual preferences; I apparently did not.
The best part of these early cuckolding situations was that we didn’t go into them originally knowing what was going to happen. That would come later after we both got a taste of it and enjoyed it. The earlier instances were spur of the moment situations where she was reluctant at first and coerced (the first one, at the wedding, with a black man, her first, was actually forced on her and eventually consensual). Witnessing those original situations and being helpless and initially humiliated by her, made them so much hotter for me, and I think for her too!
After the wedding cuckolding experience with David we hadn’t spoken about it. I didn’t want to push her and I think she was embarrassed about it. So, we just forgot about it. Then something happened a couple of months after the wedding.
We got invited to a brunch on a Saturday in early October 2014 by one of Lenora’s cousins. It was a cousin’s party and it was held at a very nice place not to far from our house. It was from 11am to 3pm. Lenora’s ****** likes to drink so we were expecting to have a nice time. We didn’t go out very often and we enjoyed ourselves when we did.
Because it was early in the day, we had kept an appointment with a mortgage broker for later that afternoon. This guy was referred to us by a friend who had refinanced his mortgage and we wanted to do the same thing if we could. This guy was always booked up so we were happy to finally get an appointment. And he was coming to our house. We had spoken on the phone but had never met him. Our appointment was at 4:30pm so we had plenty of time.
We had a great time at the brunch and the food was great. Lenora and her cousins were having a great time too, as they started with Mimosas early and continued through out the brunch. I don’t really like to drink early in the day anyway so I let Lenora have a good time. And she sure did! She was feeling no pain.
We stayed until the end of the brunch and then hung around for another half hour or so just bullshitting with everyone. On the way home we were discussing dinner and stopping for something, but we had that meeting at 4:30. I said I would go out later for a pizza afterwards.
We got home and changed clothes. Lenora put on a light house dress and I changed into my usual casual attire: shorts and a tee shirt!
Lenora was still feeling good and I was excited for a night of sex as Lenora always liked to fool around when she was feeling good and a little high.
At almost exactly 4:30, our doorbell rang. I answered the door and a very tall middle-aged black man was there. He introduced himself as Calvin Mills and handed me a business card. As I showed him in, he told me to call him ‘Cal’ as that’s what everyone did.
Cal was about 6 feet 2 inches tall and well built. He wore a light blue polo shirt which showed off his build and muscular arms. He wore casual slacks and shoes. When we had set up the meeting, he had asked if it was ok for him to dress casually. I didn’t give a shit and told him to come in shorts if he wanted to.
Lenora was putting clothes in the dryer when we walked into the kitchen area. We live in a nice sized ranch in a nice quiet town in New Jersey. The house is on 2 acres and we have our privacy as the surrounding homes are similar.
When you enter our house from the front door you walk through a small foyer into our bar area then into the den. On the left is the kitchen which has a center island and 3 stools. The garage is on that side. We usually come in through the garage. The laundry room is on that side as well as a half bathroom. From the kitchen you can access the back yard and our deck.
The den has a large L-shaped sectional couch which faces our television and entertainment unit. The back one section of the couch faces our large kitchen table. The house has a very open floor plan we have windows all around in each of the rooms. The colors are light neutral colors and the house has hardwood floors.
We walked in and Lenora came out of the laundry room and I introduced her to Cal and we sat at the kitchen table. The television was on but was muted. Lenora asked if Cal wanted coffee or a soda and he declined.
We started discussing the mortgage process but were continually changing the subject of the conversation. Lenora was still feeling good and when she was, she liked to talk. She seemed extremely interested in hearing about Cal and his life. And Cal seemed like a genuinely honest guy.
He was originally from Philadelphia and had gone to school there. He was 39 years old and he had moved to New Jersey years ago and still had ****** in the Philadelphia area. He visited them often. He had been married but had gotten divorced five years earlier and he had no children.
In the midst of our conversations that continued to go from business to personal, Cal had said based on all the factors involved in the process, we should easily get the refinancing. Lenora was ecstatic! Lenora said, “Ed, open a bottle of wine. Let’s celebrate!” I opened a bottle of white wine and brought over a few glasses. We all toasted and went back to our conversation. The wine quickly accelerated Lenora’s ‘feeling good mood’. She was laughing and talking up a storm, which she did when she was lit. We really were having a fun time.
I was starving by this time and suggested a pizza. Cal said, in that case he should be going. Lenora said, “No Cal. Stay and have pizza with us. We’ll have a pizza party!” After some more prodding, Cal said, “Okay, I’ll stay.”
I called the order in to our local pizzeria, which included some appetizers now as well. They said it would be ready in 20 minutes.
We continued to talk about a everything and anything. A second bottle of wine was opened. I wasn’t even drinking; I just had that first toast a while ago. Lenora was getting a little more personal with Cal, asking him if he has a girlfriend. He said at this time he hasn’t been involved with anyone for a while. He was very busy with his career and was focusing on that.
After about 15 minutes or so, I said I was going to get the food.
I had to wait about 10 minutes after I arrived at the pizzeria. It was Saturday evening and the place was packed. I finally got my food and headed back home.
I parked the car in the garage, gathered all the food and opened the door to the kitchen from the garage. As I walked around the L-shaped island towards the kitchen table, I saw Lenora bent over the back of the couch with her exposed ass facing me. Cal was on his knees eating her pussy and asshole!
The television was off and music was playing from the entertainment unit. The song “Holding Back the Tears” by Simply Red was playing (to this day, when I hear that song, I remember this scene).
Lenora’s house dress and panties were in a pile on the floor. I could only see part of Cal, who was kneeling, but his shirt was off but he had underwear on. They had to have heard me come in, but neither acknowledged me.
There’s a mirror on the far wall in the den. I could see Lenora’s face in the mirror. Her eyes were closed as she undulated to Cal’s tongue working on her shaven pussy. As I stood there, holding the pizza and the other stuff, my mouth open, she looked at me in the mirror.
She smiled slightly at me and closed her eyes and moaned. I immediately began to get a hard on! Cal stood up and quickly removed his underwear. I saw him position himself and thrust forward, then Lenora yelped! He began slowly thrusting at first then went full force. He was pounding Lenora so hard the couch was moving forward! Lenora was squealing so loud I was afraid the neighbors would hear her!
Suddenly Cal let a loud grunt and began thrusting spasmodically. I’m sure the load he left in Lenora was a huge one!
I finally moved and put the pizza and food on the kitchen table. I walked over to the bar, which was directly on the right of the den from where I was, and poured myself a glass of scotch. As I took a sip, I looked to my right and saw Cal pull his cock out of Lenora. She stood up, turned to face Cal, glanced at me with a ***** smile, and pulled Cal down to kiss her!
Cal kissed her back deeply. It was then I saw the size of his cock! It was huge. It had to be 9 – 10 inches long! Twice as long as mine! And it was thick too. It had to have a 6 to 7-inch girth!
Lenora led him to the couch and sat him down. She kneeled in front of him and spread his legs. I took my scotch and my screaming hard on to the other part of the sectional, facing them and started watching my wife cuckold me.
Lenora started by stroking his shaft slowly. She watched him the whole time. Then she opened her mouth and began sucking that black cock! The tip was large, almost mushroom like, and she engulfed it with her lips. Not since that night months ago with David had I seen Lenora suck a cock like that.
What was making it hotter was she would be sucking that black cock, looking at Cal, then glance at me, almost teasing me with her eyes. I never expected this from her. Cal would look over at me too, with an arrogant “Hey Ed, your wife’s mine tonight” grin on his face. I felt humiliation, anger, and so fucking hot!
After a few minutes, Lenora got up and swung her left leg onto the couch. She guided Cal’s 10 inches into her pussy, and sat slowly onto it. Within a minute, she was bouncing violently up and down on it and moaning like a woman possessed. Her head was shaking and her dark brown hair was flying in every direction. I thought I was going to come in my pants.
Cal was moaning too. Then he stood up carrying Lenora on his cock. He lifted her up and down on his cock, her white foam drenching his shaft. She was whimpering now. Cal looked over at me and said, “Ed where’s the bedroom?” I got up and led the way.
When we got to our bedroom, Cal headed toward our king size bed. I couldn’t take it anymore and got naked myself. My cock was going to explode but I kept watching my always prudish wife act like a slut whore. It was fucking amazing!
Cal put Lenora on the bed, never taking his cock out of her. He was like a man possessed now too. He raised Lenora’s legs onto his shoulders exposing that beautiful pussy and slid that monster of a cock in and out relentlessly. Lenora was screaming now! I moved to the bed hoping she would suck my cock.
When I got closer to the bed, she noticed me and turned to me. She smiled that embarrassed smile of hers. Then Lenora looked at my cock, and with her left hand, held her thumb and index finger about 2 inches apart and laughed. She grabbed my cock and began jerking it. I blew my load across her chest within 20 seconds of her grabbing me.
With the sounds of Cal’s balls hitting her ass, Lenora’s loud uncontrollable moans, and the sight of my wife’s legs raised on Cal’s shoulders and that huge black cock going in and out of her pussy, my cock was hard again!
Cal’s familiar grunting was proof he just blew another load into my wife’s pussy. They took a break for a few minutes. They were on the bed and I was standing at the foot of it. Lenora was rubbing her hand across Cal’s chest. She still seemed to be feeling good from the wine. She was also rubbing her leg across Cal’s cock.
She looked at me and said, “Oh Ed, Cal’s cock is so big. I love the way it feels. It fills me up! He fucks me so good! So much better than you. You like watching me with black men, don’t you?”
“Yes, Lenora I do. I love watching you and your expressions when you come on those black cocks! Cal, who was soft spoken when we were talking earlier, and who hadn’t said a word while he was fucking Lenora, finally said, in a very stern voice, “Lenora, suck my cock. Get me hard again. I want to fuck that tight ass of yours.”
Lenora, without replying, slid down the bed toward Cal’s cock. Glancing at me and smiling that smile again, she took that mushroom head of his into her mouth. The slurping sounds she made as she sucked and licked him had me hard again. All I could do was stroke my cock and stare.
Cal suddenly grabbed Lenora by the back of the neck and moved toward her. He planted a very violent and sensual kiss on her lips. She reciprocated, and they kissed for a few minutes. Cal then yelled to me, “Ed, don’t just stand there, get me some Vaseline or lube.”
I went into the adjacent bathroom and grabbed some KY jelly we kept in there. I quickly brought it to him. “Pour some on my cock Ed”. Lenora, stared at me and said, “Do it Ed”, then she giggled.
As Cal held his huge cock extended, I poured the KY across the length of it. He rubbed it all over his hard cock. Lenora had laid down with her head facing the foot of the bed. She had her head down on the bed but lifted her ass up to Cal.
It was so surreal to me; we had spoken about anal sex but we had never done it. Lenora would always be reluctant to try it. Now she couldn’t wait for her ass fuck. Her ass was raised up for Cal’s cock! It didn’t matter though; my cock was so fucking hard!
I kneeled down at the foot of the bed about a foot away from Lenora’s face. Cal started to work that huge head of his cock into Lenora’s virgin asshole. She squirmed and looked at me with frightened eyes, as if to say, “what the fuck am I doing?” Then Cal got the head in! He slowly continued to work his huge member into that ass.
His speed began to increase when he had over half his cock in Lenora’s ass. She was moaning now and gripping my arm like a vise! Cal was looking down at me and smiling. He said, “Oh my God! Your ass is so tight Lenora!” He was grunting again.
Cal pulled out of Lenora’s ass and said to her, “Lenora let me come in your mouth” while stroking his cock. She looked at me and smiled. She grabbed me and kissed me then turned toward Cal’s cock.
She engulfed his cock and as she sucked and licked it, she was looking right at me. Cal’s hips began to spasm and I watched as she sucked all of his jism down, her breasts bouncing as her head shook. He let out a loud thunderous moan! Lenora’s eyes widened as she swallowed and she made sure not to take her eyes off me. I think she was showing me who was the boss.
I quickly moved around to behind Lenora. I wanted to fuck her too, as my cock was going to explode! I slid my cock in her wet pussy and went to work. After a few minutes I came hard. It felt like I shot my intestines out into her pussy!
We finally cleaned up and dressed. I went in and heated up the food because we all were starving. We sat down and ate as if nothing had happened. After we ate, Cal told us he’d be in touch as far as the refinancing was concerned and left.
I wanted to talk to Lenora about the evening and pursuing this cuckold life going forward. She said she was tired and wanted to go to bed. I figured we’d talk about it the next morning.
She didn’t want to discuss it when I asked the next morning and said she really wasn’t sure what she wanted to do. I know from what I saw, and from what she said to me, that that was bullshit.
But I let it go. I knew at some point something like this was going to happen again, and I couldn’t wait!
Then unexpectedly, as guests at my wife’s friend’s ********’s wedding (“The Wedding Surprise”) both I and my wife Lenora were introduced to the world of cuckolding (or ***** wife = forced cheating with BBC = cuckolding). Whatever you want to call it, it was fucking awesome!
These new sexual adventures occurred later in our marriage when our kids were grown and out of the house. From my perspective, and up to that point in our marriage, I thought I knew about my wife and her non adventurous (even prudish) sexual preferences; I apparently did not.
The best part of these early cuckolding situations was that we didn’t go into them originally knowing what was going to happen. That would come later after we both got a taste of it and enjoyed it. The earlier instances were spur of the moment situations where she was reluctant at first and coerced (the first one, at the wedding, with a black man, her first, was actually forced on her and eventually consensual). Witnessing those original situations and being helpless and initially humiliated by her, made them so much hotter for me, and I think for her too!
After the wedding cuckolding experience with David we hadn’t spoken about it. I didn’t want to push her and I think she was embarrassed about it. So, we just forgot about it. Then something happened a couple of months after the wedding.
We got invited to a brunch on a Saturday in early October 2014 by one of Lenora’s cousins. It was a cousin’s party and it was held at a very nice place not to far from our house. It was from 11am to 3pm. Lenora’s ****** likes to drink so we were expecting to have a nice time. We didn’t go out very often and we enjoyed ourselves when we did.
Because it was early in the day, we had kept an appointment with a mortgage broker for later that afternoon. This guy was referred to us by a friend who had refinanced his mortgage and we wanted to do the same thing if we could. This guy was always booked up so we were happy to finally get an appointment. And he was coming to our house. We had spoken on the phone but had never met him. Our appointment was at 4:30pm so we had plenty of time.
We had a great time at the brunch and the food was great. Lenora and her cousins were having a great time too, as they started with Mimosas early and continued through out the brunch. I don’t really like to drink early in the day anyway so I let Lenora have a good time. And she sure did! She was feeling no pain.
We stayed until the end of the brunch and then hung around for another half hour or so just bullshitting with everyone. On the way home we were discussing dinner and stopping for something, but we had that meeting at 4:30. I said I would go out later for a pizza afterwards.
We got home and changed clothes. Lenora put on a light house dress and I changed into my usual casual attire: shorts and a tee shirt!
Lenora was still feeling good and I was excited for a night of sex as Lenora always liked to fool around when she was feeling good and a little high.
At almost exactly 4:30, our doorbell rang. I answered the door and a very tall middle-aged black man was there. He introduced himself as Calvin Mills and handed me a business card. As I showed him in, he told me to call him ‘Cal’ as that’s what everyone did.
Cal was about 6 feet 2 inches tall and well built. He wore a light blue polo shirt which showed off his build and muscular arms. He wore casual slacks and shoes. When we had set up the meeting, he had asked if it was ok for him to dress casually. I didn’t give a shit and told him to come in shorts if he wanted to.
Lenora was putting clothes in the dryer when we walked into the kitchen area. We live in a nice sized ranch in a nice quiet town in New Jersey. The house is on 2 acres and we have our privacy as the surrounding homes are similar.
When you enter our house from the front door you walk through a small foyer into our bar area then into the den. On the left is the kitchen which has a center island and 3 stools. The garage is on that side. We usually come in through the garage. The laundry room is on that side as well as a half bathroom. From the kitchen you can access the back yard and our deck.
The den has a large L-shaped sectional couch which faces our television and entertainment unit. The back one section of the couch faces our large kitchen table. The house has a very open floor plan we have windows all around in each of the rooms. The colors are light neutral colors and the house has hardwood floors.
We walked in and Lenora came out of the laundry room and I introduced her to Cal and we sat at the kitchen table. The television was on but was muted. Lenora asked if Cal wanted coffee or a soda and he declined.
We started discussing the mortgage process but were continually changing the subject of the conversation. Lenora was still feeling good and when she was, she liked to talk. She seemed extremely interested in hearing about Cal and his life. And Cal seemed like a genuinely honest guy.
He was originally from Philadelphia and had gone to school there. He was 39 years old and he had moved to New Jersey years ago and still had ****** in the Philadelphia area. He visited them often. He had been married but had gotten divorced five years earlier and he had no children.
In the midst of our conversations that continued to go from business to personal, Cal had said based on all the factors involved in the process, we should easily get the refinancing. Lenora was ecstatic! Lenora said, “Ed, open a bottle of wine. Let’s celebrate!” I opened a bottle of white wine and brought over a few glasses. We all toasted and went back to our conversation. The wine quickly accelerated Lenora’s ‘feeling good mood’. She was laughing and talking up a storm, which she did when she was lit. We really were having a fun time.
I was starving by this time and suggested a pizza. Cal said, in that case he should be going. Lenora said, “No Cal. Stay and have pizza with us. We’ll have a pizza party!” After some more prodding, Cal said, “Okay, I’ll stay.”
I called the order in to our local pizzeria, which included some appetizers now as well. They said it would be ready in 20 minutes.
We continued to talk about a everything and anything. A second bottle of wine was opened. I wasn’t even drinking; I just had that first toast a while ago. Lenora was getting a little more personal with Cal, asking him if he has a girlfriend. He said at this time he hasn’t been involved with anyone for a while. He was very busy with his career and was focusing on that.
After about 15 minutes or so, I said I was going to get the food.
I had to wait about 10 minutes after I arrived at the pizzeria. It was Saturday evening and the place was packed. I finally got my food and headed back home.
I parked the car in the garage, gathered all the food and opened the door to the kitchen from the garage. As I walked around the L-shaped island towards the kitchen table, I saw Lenora bent over the back of the couch with her exposed ass facing me. Cal was on his knees eating her pussy and asshole!
The television was off and music was playing from the entertainment unit. The song “Holding Back the Tears” by Simply Red was playing (to this day, when I hear that song, I remember this scene).
Lenora’s house dress and panties were in a pile on the floor. I could only see part of Cal, who was kneeling, but his shirt was off but he had underwear on. They had to have heard me come in, but neither acknowledged me.
There’s a mirror on the far wall in the den. I could see Lenora’s face in the mirror. Her eyes were closed as she undulated to Cal’s tongue working on her shaven pussy. As I stood there, holding the pizza and the other stuff, my mouth open, she looked at me in the mirror.
She smiled slightly at me and closed her eyes and moaned. I immediately began to get a hard on! Cal stood up and quickly removed his underwear. I saw him position himself and thrust forward, then Lenora yelped! He began slowly thrusting at first then went full force. He was pounding Lenora so hard the couch was moving forward! Lenora was squealing so loud I was afraid the neighbors would hear her!
Suddenly Cal let a loud grunt and began thrusting spasmodically. I’m sure the load he left in Lenora was a huge one!
I finally moved and put the pizza and food on the kitchen table. I walked over to the bar, which was directly on the right of the den from where I was, and poured myself a glass of scotch. As I took a sip, I looked to my right and saw Cal pull his cock out of Lenora. She stood up, turned to face Cal, glanced at me with a ***** smile, and pulled Cal down to kiss her!
Cal kissed her back deeply. It was then I saw the size of his cock! It was huge. It had to be 9 – 10 inches long! Twice as long as mine! And it was thick too. It had to have a 6 to 7-inch girth!
Lenora led him to the couch and sat him down. She kneeled in front of him and spread his legs. I took my scotch and my screaming hard on to the other part of the sectional, facing them and started watching my wife cuckold me.
Lenora started by stroking his shaft slowly. She watched him the whole time. Then she opened her mouth and began sucking that black cock! The tip was large, almost mushroom like, and she engulfed it with her lips. Not since that night months ago with David had I seen Lenora suck a cock like that.
What was making it hotter was she would be sucking that black cock, looking at Cal, then glance at me, almost teasing me with her eyes. I never expected this from her. Cal would look over at me too, with an arrogant “Hey Ed, your wife’s mine tonight” grin on his face. I felt humiliation, anger, and so fucking hot!
After a few minutes, Lenora got up and swung her left leg onto the couch. She guided Cal’s 10 inches into her pussy, and sat slowly onto it. Within a minute, she was bouncing violently up and down on it and moaning like a woman possessed. Her head was shaking and her dark brown hair was flying in every direction. I thought I was going to come in my pants.
Cal was moaning too. Then he stood up carrying Lenora on his cock. He lifted her up and down on his cock, her white foam drenching his shaft. She was whimpering now. Cal looked over at me and said, “Ed where’s the bedroom?” I got up and led the way.
When we got to our bedroom, Cal headed toward our king size bed. I couldn’t take it anymore and got naked myself. My cock was going to explode but I kept watching my always prudish wife act like a slut whore. It was fucking amazing!
Cal put Lenora on the bed, never taking his cock out of her. He was like a man possessed now too. He raised Lenora’s legs onto his shoulders exposing that beautiful pussy and slid that monster of a cock in and out relentlessly. Lenora was screaming now! I moved to the bed hoping she would suck my cock.
When I got closer to the bed, she noticed me and turned to me. She smiled that embarrassed smile of hers. Then Lenora looked at my cock, and with her left hand, held her thumb and index finger about 2 inches apart and laughed. She grabbed my cock and began jerking it. I blew my load across her chest within 20 seconds of her grabbing me.
With the sounds of Cal’s balls hitting her ass, Lenora’s loud uncontrollable moans, and the sight of my wife’s legs raised on Cal’s shoulders and that huge black cock going in and out of her pussy, my cock was hard again!
Cal’s familiar grunting was proof he just blew another load into my wife’s pussy. They took a break for a few minutes. They were on the bed and I was standing at the foot of it. Lenora was rubbing her hand across Cal’s chest. She still seemed to be feeling good from the wine. She was also rubbing her leg across Cal’s cock.
She looked at me and said, “Oh Ed, Cal’s cock is so big. I love the way it feels. It fills me up! He fucks me so good! So much better than you. You like watching me with black men, don’t you?”
“Yes, Lenora I do. I love watching you and your expressions when you come on those black cocks! Cal, who was soft spoken when we were talking earlier, and who hadn’t said a word while he was fucking Lenora, finally said, in a very stern voice, “Lenora, suck my cock. Get me hard again. I want to fuck that tight ass of yours.”
Lenora, without replying, slid down the bed toward Cal’s cock. Glancing at me and smiling that smile again, she took that mushroom head of his into her mouth. The slurping sounds she made as she sucked and licked him had me hard again. All I could do was stroke my cock and stare.
Cal suddenly grabbed Lenora by the back of the neck and moved toward her. He planted a very violent and sensual kiss on her lips. She reciprocated, and they kissed for a few minutes. Cal then yelled to me, “Ed, don’t just stand there, get me some Vaseline or lube.”
I went into the adjacent bathroom and grabbed some KY jelly we kept in there. I quickly brought it to him. “Pour some on my cock Ed”. Lenora, stared at me and said, “Do it Ed”, then she giggled.
As Cal held his huge cock extended, I poured the KY across the length of it. He rubbed it all over his hard cock. Lenora had laid down with her head facing the foot of the bed. She had her head down on the bed but lifted her ass up to Cal.
It was so surreal to me; we had spoken about anal sex but we had never done it. Lenora would always be reluctant to try it. Now she couldn’t wait for her ass fuck. Her ass was raised up for Cal’s cock! It didn’t matter though; my cock was so fucking hard!
I kneeled down at the foot of the bed about a foot away from Lenora’s face. Cal started to work that huge head of his cock into Lenora’s virgin asshole. She squirmed and looked at me with frightened eyes, as if to say, “what the fuck am I doing?” Then Cal got the head in! He slowly continued to work his huge member into that ass.
His speed began to increase when he had over half his cock in Lenora’s ass. She was moaning now and gripping my arm like a vise! Cal was looking down at me and smiling. He said, “Oh my God! Your ass is so tight Lenora!” He was grunting again.
Cal pulled out of Lenora’s ass and said to her, “Lenora let me come in your mouth” while stroking his cock. She looked at me and smiled. She grabbed me and kissed me then turned toward Cal’s cock.
She engulfed his cock and as she sucked and licked it, she was looking right at me. Cal’s hips began to spasm and I watched as she sucked all of his jism down, her breasts bouncing as her head shook. He let out a loud thunderous moan! Lenora’s eyes widened as she swallowed and she made sure not to take her eyes off me. I think she was showing me who was the boss.
I quickly moved around to behind Lenora. I wanted to fuck her too, as my cock was going to explode! I slid my cock in her wet pussy and went to work. After a few minutes I came hard. It felt like I shot my intestines out into her pussy!
We finally cleaned up and dressed. I went in and heated up the food because we all were starving. We sat down and ate as if nothing had happened. After we ate, Cal told us he’d be in touch as far as the refinancing was concerned and left.
I wanted to talk to Lenora about the evening and pursuing this cuckold life going forward. She said she was tired and wanted to go to bed. I figured we’d talk about it the next morning.
She didn’t want to discuss it when I asked the next morning and said she really wasn’t sure what she wanted to do. I know from what I saw, and from what she said to me, that that was bullshit.
But I let it go. I knew at some point something like this was going to happen again, and I couldn’t wait!
