SOCCER MOM CUCKS HUB IN THE PARKING LOT
The soccer mom in her late 30 and early 40s must be the typical profile. My wife and I had been married for 15 years, 2 kids and our sex life was getting pretty boring. I had cheated her on her twice and as I found out later after the cuckolding she cheated on me 3 times. She was 37 at the time and I was 42. I found a Hot Wives site on the Net and become fascinated with the idea of my wife being with another man. I also had thoughts of swinging. My wife had taken care of herself over the years but had gained a few extra pounds since the kids. She still looked pretty good but had turned a tad conservative.
She later told me after her last affair she had decided to stop of the monkey business and focus on being a "good mother" and "wife". During this period I introduced the "Hot Wife" fantasy in the bedroom. At first she was kind of cool to the idea but warmed up as time went on. One night in bed after pestering her for about a month she looked at me said "alright I will go along with this but its just fantasy". I agreed and she loosened up and things got pretty hot in fantasy land.
We would use our male friends but I noticed the hottest turn on for her was when we started doing stranger type of fantasies. Meeting guys at a bar or restaurants and fucking them in a hotel room was her favorite. Around the same time I discovered a cuckold site on the net. At first I didn't think of myself as a cuck but the more I read I saw the characteristics and though I didn't want to admit it I was small and enjoyed being submissive sexually. I began using more and more larger dildo's on my wife and object at all. In fact she always came with the dildo's but rarely with my dick.
I brought up the cuckold scenario and to my surprise she wasn't prudish about it at all. She even went to several of the sites and educated herself. One idea she enjoyed was me taking her shopping for sexy clothes. Which I gladly did and we had so much fun picking out her new slut outfits. We even went out to a few bars with her dressed sexy and she danced with guys and when we got home we would fantasize about her fucking them.
One day I told her I wanted her to do this for real. She got mad and things were strained for the next few weeks. I sent her flowers from work on a Friday afternoon apologizing with a note asking her to go out that night . When I got home she had sent the kids to my parents and was dressed in her bar outfit already drinking. I looked at her kind of odd and said "what's up". She said, "this is what you wanted isn't it Mark,?" You want me to dress like a slut and go find a man don't you?" I thought it was one of those set up questions your wife asks you like "honey I don't like my new haircut what do you think?"
I hesitated and she said take me to dinner and then drop me off at the lounge. You can either wait in the car or come home until I call you. I didn't want to wait and when I tried to object she said "take it leave it". I could tell she was a little tipsy already. Finally I figured she was just bluffing and went along with her. We find a small place and got a bite to eat I drove to the lounge. It was a Holiday Inn Lounge that had DJ's and Live Bands for an older crowd like us. I pulled into the parking lot and she said, "Drop me off at the entrance and I will call you later". I started to get a little upset by this whole charade and told her so. She finally agreed that I could come in later but she wanted about an hour to see what happened. I was told to sit at the bar not approach her and if nothing happened she would approach me. For the first time I realized she was serious.
My heart started racing, she grabbed her purse and leaned over and kissed me and said "I mean it Mark don't screw this up or I will never do it again" and she left. My head was spinning because I did not expect this from her. I thought she was teasing me the whole time. I tried to drive around but I felt my first cucky angst and could not concentrate. I was jealous, hurt and excited all at the same time. I finally drove back to the parking lot and sat. I started rubbing my dick thinking about her inside there and wandering what she was doing. I thought about some of the guys she had danced with before and we had fantasized about afterwards. Part of me wanted her to do something but I have to admit another part of me did not. Deep down I hoped that this was another form of teasing.
I waited an hour exactly and walked into the lobby. My hands were shaking and were weak. I wasn't sure what I was going to find when I walked in the lounge. I did a quick scan of the room and didn't notice her. The place was packed but I did find a spot at the end of the bar and sat down and ordered a drink.
There was a band that night and they were playing a slow blues song and the dance floor was crowded. I turned my chair to look for her again. I was scanning all the tables around the dance floor and she was no where to be found. I started to get worried when I noticed a large black man in the middle of the dance floor towering over my wife. I was fucking floored. Out of all this things I thought about for the last hour this was the last thing I expected. We had never fantasized about a black man and there she was in his arms. They were getting very friendly. He was caressing her hair and she was up against his body moving in slow rhythm to the music.
I got scared and my angst went through to roof. The song stopped and they went back to a table and sat very close to each other. I wanted her to stop this right now! It was hard to see what they were doing through the crowd but I could see that she was laughing and smiling as he was touching her hand. I tried to get her to notice me at the bar. I wanted to get her attention and get her away from him so I could tell her to stop. She was to infatuated with him and never noticed me sitting there alone. I sat there in a daze for a few songs telling myself all kinds of things. I finally convinced myself she was just flirting and would not do anything. I needed to calm down or I would screw this up.
Another slow played and they got up and started dancing. She had her head pressed into his chest as he caressed her hair as they moved to the song. At one point she leaned her hard back and he leaned over and kissed her softly. I knew I was in trouble at the moment because she kissed him back. There was my "fucking wife" making out with a black man in front of everyone. I thought about going onto the dance floor and cutting it but I was too nervous. Then I thought maybe I should just go home and wait for her to call me. I was tormented and had no idea what I should do. I saw him whisper something in her ear and she laughed. She leaned her head back again and he was talking to her and she was nodding yes to whatever her was asking her.
The song ended and he took her hand and walked into the lobby. I panicked and almost fell off my chair trying to follow them. They walked out of the lobby into the parking lot. I waited in the lobby for a few seconds not wanting to be too conspicuous. I walked out the entrance and looked left and then right. I saw them getting into an SUV at the end of the parking lot. I thought "oh fuck their leaving this had gone too far". I reached into my pocket and pulled at my cell to call her and tell her stop it. Her phone rang and rang but the bitch didn't answer it. As I stood there like a fool I realized that they weren't leaving either.
What the hell were they doing? I was just standing there and I wanted to get closer. My car was parked in the row in back of them about 10 cars down. I decided to get in my car to see if I could see anything. I couldn't make much out just some movement. I thought about driving by and maybe she would see the car and stop whatever the hell she was doing. I was a ball of confusion and then as luck would have it a car in the row in front of them pulled out. I had never started my car so fast and pulled out and went to the spot and parked. I tried to adjust my rear view mirror to see in the front of the SUV. I could see better but it was still hard to make out what they were doing except for movement.
Finally my eyes adjusted and I could see their silhouettes in the mirror and there was certain spot near the middle of the dash where a street light was shining in and I could make them out. I could see she was leaning over to the driver's seat kissing him. I took a few deep breaths and tried to calm down. I knew I wasn't going to stop whatever was going to happen without making a fool out of myself and my wife. I started this and I needed to just accept it and wait it out.
I watched through the mirror and started rubbing my dick. Maybe they would just make out. I noticed a couple come out of the lobby and began walking our way. My heart felt like it was going to explode as I worried they would see them. The couple stopped and got into a car and I thought "whew". I don't know what I was worried about them getting caught or me spying on them, I was crazy.
I looked back in the mirror and my wife was gone. I looked around the parking lot and didn't see her anywhere and looked back in the mirror and all I could make out was him sitting in the driver's seat. Then I saw the outline of her ass pop up over the dashboard in the driver's seat. The bitch was on her knees leaning over sucking his cock and he was leaning back enjoying it. "Who was this woman", I thought to myself. I saw him reach his hand over and rub her ass and she was moving to his touch.
I tried to relax and began rubbing my dick again. I couldn't believe what a slut she was and the more I thought about it the harder my dick grew. I sat here for a few minutes trying to observe as much movement as I could and imagined in my mind what she must have looked like with his big black cock in her mouth. I noticed some movement and the driver's door opened and he got out. I thought to myself finally they must be done but I didn't see her. He opened the back door and got into the back seat. She must have crawled into the back seat. I started to get frustrated because now I couldn't see anything and I could only imagine what they were doing. I was getting pissed and was hoping she was only sucking him when I noticed the SUV begin to rock. The bitch was fucking him.
I just sat there paralyzed for awhile watching the SUV rock. I thought about just leaving and going home and leaving her there to find her own way home. I sat there for what seemed like an eternity. The SUV finally stopped moving and I tried to see what was going on but I could not make anything out. Eventually the book door on the driver's side opened and they both got out. I could see her trying to straighten herself when he leaned forward and kissed her and then he got into the SUV and drove off. I noticed her walking in back of the SUV as he drove away. She was looking for me. I got out and yelled at her, she looked up and began walking toward the car. I didn't want to make a scene in the parking lot so I got back into the car and waited for her. She got into the passenger side and her hair and make up was all messed up. She smiled at me as I sat there stewing. "I didn't know you were here honey" she said giggling. She was about half *****. I was always someone who held everything inside. She reached over and began rubbing my dick through my pants, I wanted to pull away but she leaned into me a kissed me. I could smell his cologne on her and her breath tasted salty with alcohol on it. She kept rubbing my dick and I found myself giving into her. She whispered into my ear "I did it baby" and all I could do was groan. I reached under her skirt and her panties were gone and her cunt was soaked. She leaned back and moaned softly "oh baby". I wanted her right there and there. I slid my two fingers into her gaping pussy and looked at her and demanded, "Did you fuck him, did you fuck him slut". My voice was rising as I shoved my fingers angrily into her cunt. She came right back at me raising her voice,
"Yes, I fucked him and enjoy it, your wife was a fucking slut". I almost dropped my load right then and there. I leaned over top of her in the seat as I shoved my fingers to the hilt and said, "You fucking whore, you left me waiting while you sucked and fucked his big black cock" She grabbed the back of my head and pulled me to her lips and kissed me. She began cumming like crazy in the seat shoving her tongue into my mouth. The intensity in the car was unbelievable. She opened her eyes and said to me, "Take me home and fuck me you bastard"!
That night I became a cuckold.
The soccer mom in her late 30 and early 40s must be the typical profile. My wife and I had been married for 15 years, 2 kids and our sex life was getting pretty boring. I had cheated her on her twice and as I found out later after the cuckolding she cheated on me 3 times. She was 37 at the time and I was 42. I found a Hot Wives site on the Net and become fascinated with the idea of my wife being with another man. I also had thoughts of swinging. My wife had taken care of herself over the years but had gained a few extra pounds since the kids. She still looked pretty good but had turned a tad conservative.
She later told me after her last affair she had decided to stop of the monkey business and focus on being a "good mother" and "wife". During this period I introduced the "Hot Wife" fantasy in the bedroom. At first she was kind of cool to the idea but warmed up as time went on. One night in bed after pestering her for about a month she looked at me said "alright I will go along with this but its just fantasy". I agreed and she loosened up and things got pretty hot in fantasy land.
We would use our male friends but I noticed the hottest turn on for her was when we started doing stranger type of fantasies. Meeting guys at a bar or restaurants and fucking them in a hotel room was her favorite. Around the same time I discovered a cuckold site on the net. At first I didn't think of myself as a cuck but the more I read I saw the characteristics and though I didn't want to admit it I was small and enjoyed being submissive sexually. I began using more and more larger dildo's on my wife and object at all. In fact she always came with the dildo's but rarely with my dick.
I brought up the cuckold scenario and to my surprise she wasn't prudish about it at all. She even went to several of the sites and educated herself. One idea she enjoyed was me taking her shopping for sexy clothes. Which I gladly did and we had so much fun picking out her new slut outfits. We even went out to a few bars with her dressed sexy and she danced with guys and when we got home we would fantasize about her fucking them.
One day I told her I wanted her to do this for real. She got mad and things were strained for the next few weeks. I sent her flowers from work on a Friday afternoon apologizing with a note asking her to go out that night . When I got home she had sent the kids to my parents and was dressed in her bar outfit already drinking. I looked at her kind of odd and said "what's up". She said, "this is what you wanted isn't it Mark,?" You want me to dress like a slut and go find a man don't you?" I thought it was one of those set up questions your wife asks you like "honey I don't like my new haircut what do you think?"
I hesitated and she said take me to dinner and then drop me off at the lounge. You can either wait in the car or come home until I call you. I didn't want to wait and when I tried to object she said "take it leave it". I could tell she was a little tipsy already. Finally I figured she was just bluffing and went along with her. We find a small place and got a bite to eat I drove to the lounge. It was a Holiday Inn Lounge that had DJ's and Live Bands for an older crowd like us. I pulled into the parking lot and she said, "Drop me off at the entrance and I will call you later". I started to get a little upset by this whole charade and told her so. She finally agreed that I could come in later but she wanted about an hour to see what happened. I was told to sit at the bar not approach her and if nothing happened she would approach me. For the first time I realized she was serious.
My heart started racing, she grabbed her purse and leaned over and kissed me and said "I mean it Mark don't screw this up or I will never do it again" and she left. My head was spinning because I did not expect this from her. I thought she was teasing me the whole time. I tried to drive around but I felt my first cucky angst and could not concentrate. I was jealous, hurt and excited all at the same time. I finally drove back to the parking lot and sat. I started rubbing my dick thinking about her inside there and wandering what she was doing. I thought about some of the guys she had danced with before and we had fantasized about afterwards. Part of me wanted her to do something but I have to admit another part of me did not. Deep down I hoped that this was another form of teasing.
I waited an hour exactly and walked into the lobby. My hands were shaking and were weak. I wasn't sure what I was going to find when I walked in the lounge. I did a quick scan of the room and didn't notice her. The place was packed but I did find a spot at the end of the bar and sat down and ordered a drink.
There was a band that night and they were playing a slow blues song and the dance floor was crowded. I turned my chair to look for her again. I was scanning all the tables around the dance floor and she was no where to be found. I started to get worried when I noticed a large black man in the middle of the dance floor towering over my wife. I was fucking floored. Out of all this things I thought about for the last hour this was the last thing I expected. We had never fantasized about a black man and there she was in his arms. They were getting very friendly. He was caressing her hair and she was up against his body moving in slow rhythm to the music.
I got scared and my angst went through to roof. The song stopped and they went back to a table and sat very close to each other. I wanted her to stop this right now! It was hard to see what they were doing through the crowd but I could see that she was laughing and smiling as he was touching her hand. I tried to get her to notice me at the bar. I wanted to get her attention and get her away from him so I could tell her to stop. She was to infatuated with him and never noticed me sitting there alone. I sat there in a daze for a few songs telling myself all kinds of things. I finally convinced myself she was just flirting and would not do anything. I needed to calm down or I would screw this up.
Another slow played and they got up and started dancing. She had her head pressed into his chest as he caressed her hair as they moved to the song. At one point she leaned her hard back and he leaned over and kissed her softly. I knew I was in trouble at the moment because she kissed him back. There was my "fucking wife" making out with a black man in front of everyone. I thought about going onto the dance floor and cutting it but I was too nervous. Then I thought maybe I should just go home and wait for her to call me. I was tormented and had no idea what I should do. I saw him whisper something in her ear and she laughed. She leaned her head back again and he was talking to her and she was nodding yes to whatever her was asking her.
The song ended and he took her hand and walked into the lobby. I panicked and almost fell off my chair trying to follow them. They walked out of the lobby into the parking lot. I waited in the lobby for a few seconds not wanting to be too conspicuous. I walked out the entrance and looked left and then right. I saw them getting into an SUV at the end of the parking lot. I thought "oh fuck their leaving this had gone too far". I reached into my pocket and pulled at my cell to call her and tell her stop it. Her phone rang and rang but the bitch didn't answer it. As I stood there like a fool I realized that they weren't leaving either.
What the hell were they doing? I was just standing there and I wanted to get closer. My car was parked in the row in back of them about 10 cars down. I decided to get in my car to see if I could see anything. I couldn't make much out just some movement. I thought about driving by and maybe she would see the car and stop whatever the hell she was doing. I was a ball of confusion and then as luck would have it a car in the row in front of them pulled out. I had never started my car so fast and pulled out and went to the spot and parked. I tried to adjust my rear view mirror to see in the front of the SUV. I could see better but it was still hard to make out what they were doing except for movement.
Finally my eyes adjusted and I could see their silhouettes in the mirror and there was certain spot near the middle of the dash where a street light was shining in and I could make them out. I could see she was leaning over to the driver's seat kissing him. I took a few deep breaths and tried to calm down. I knew I wasn't going to stop whatever was going to happen without making a fool out of myself and my wife. I started this and I needed to just accept it and wait it out.
I watched through the mirror and started rubbing my dick. Maybe they would just make out. I noticed a couple come out of the lobby and began walking our way. My heart felt like it was going to explode as I worried they would see them. The couple stopped and got into a car and I thought "whew". I don't know what I was worried about them getting caught or me spying on them, I was crazy.
I looked back in the mirror and my wife was gone. I looked around the parking lot and didn't see her anywhere and looked back in the mirror and all I could make out was him sitting in the driver's seat. Then I saw the outline of her ass pop up over the dashboard in the driver's seat. The bitch was on her knees leaning over sucking his cock and he was leaning back enjoying it. "Who was this woman", I thought to myself. I saw him reach his hand over and rub her ass and she was moving to his touch.
I tried to relax and began rubbing my dick again. I couldn't believe what a slut she was and the more I thought about it the harder my dick grew. I sat here for a few minutes trying to observe as much movement as I could and imagined in my mind what she must have looked like with his big black cock in her mouth. I noticed some movement and the driver's door opened and he got out. I thought to myself finally they must be done but I didn't see her. He opened the back door and got into the back seat. She must have crawled into the back seat. I started to get frustrated because now I couldn't see anything and I could only imagine what they were doing. I was getting pissed and was hoping she was only sucking him when I noticed the SUV begin to rock. The bitch was fucking him.
I just sat there paralyzed for awhile watching the SUV rock. I thought about just leaving and going home and leaving her there to find her own way home. I sat there for what seemed like an eternity. The SUV finally stopped moving and I tried to see what was going on but I could not make anything out. Eventually the book door on the driver's side opened and they both got out. I could see her trying to straighten herself when he leaned forward and kissed her and then he got into the SUV and drove off. I noticed her walking in back of the SUV as he drove away. She was looking for me. I got out and yelled at her, she looked up and began walking toward the car. I didn't want to make a scene in the parking lot so I got back into the car and waited for her. She got into the passenger side and her hair and make up was all messed up. She smiled at me as I sat there stewing. "I didn't know you were here honey" she said giggling. She was about half *****. I was always someone who held everything inside. She reached over and began rubbing my dick through my pants, I wanted to pull away but she leaned into me a kissed me. I could smell his cologne on her and her breath tasted salty with alcohol on it. She kept rubbing my dick and I found myself giving into her. She whispered into my ear "I did it baby" and all I could do was groan. I reached under her skirt and her panties were gone and her cunt was soaked. She leaned back and moaned softly "oh baby". I wanted her right there and there. I slid my two fingers into her gaping pussy and looked at her and demanded, "Did you fuck him, did you fuck him slut". My voice was rising as I shoved my fingers angrily into her cunt. She came right back at me raising her voice,
"Yes, I fucked him and enjoy it, your wife was a fucking slut". I almost dropped my load right then and there. I leaned over top of her in the seat as I shoved my fingers to the hilt and said, "You fucking whore, you left me waiting while you sucked and fucked his big black cock" She grabbed the back of my head and pulled me to her lips and kissed me. She began cumming like crazy in the seat shoving her tongue into my mouth. The intensity in the car was unbelievable. She opened her eyes and said to me, "Take me home and fuck me you bastard"!
That night I became a cuckold.
