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Cathy made love to him that morning with greater vigour than she had the night before; it was not out of the ordinary though. Some wives could be inhibited making love with another man while her husband was present in the home. It was understandable, wanting to spare their husband’s feelings by not showing their excitement in being made love to by another man. But not all wives were uninhibited; some thrived on the freedom they had been given and others enjoyed pressing home the humiliation. Cathy enjoyed her freedom as well as the humiliation it created.
Some Alpha males ignored the cuckold altogether; taking what they could and selfishly satisfying themselves. Al, however, took time to include them. Admittedly, part of it was because he enjoyed humiliating them but he also knew that cuckolds enjoyed the humiliation; they took sexual pleasure from a more superior male satisfying their wives. Al liked to explore that avenue and he would take time with the cuckold to find out what floated their boat, so to speak. If the relationship with Cathy lasted he would spend time with Greg and find out where his boundaries lay.
Al lay there with her for quite a while afterwards; still between her legs and still deep inside her. Cathy was keeping him hard by using her vaginal muscles to squeeze his hard cock. He had met very few women capable of doing that. They lay kissing and talking in soft whispers; sharing their intimate thoughts.
She reminded him of Penny, a woman that he had had a cuckold relationship a few years back. That relationship had lasted two years and had produced a child; not only that, they had talked about making things permanent. Penny wanted to divorce Bill, her husband, and settle down with him. Al had got cold feet about it and pulled out of the relationship. He wasn’t ready to settle down yet; he loved the cuckolding lifestyle, he enjoyed taking over the marital bed of another husband. But Al had regretted the hurt he had caused for a long time afterwards.
Cathy reminded him of Penny and he wondered, as he lay there between her soft, welcoming thighs, if this one would take him down that road again. He thought of Greg sitting downstairs while he was upstairs with his wife. It reminded him of Bill; he too did shift work and would come home in much the same way. Penny would take him back to bed while Bill remained downstairs masturbating to the sounds of their lovemaking. He wondered if Greg was doing the same as he began fucking Cathy for a second time before going back home.
Al returned later that afternoon with a couple of changes of clothes and some spare toiletries. Cathy got him a mug to put his spare toothbrush and razor in and then placed it on the shelf behind hers but before Greg’s. It was a simple statement that said such a lot. She had made some room in a drawer for his underwear and a space in the wardrobe for his change of clothes; after putting them away she turned and kissed him. He held her close as her hand found his hardness.
“Hope you don’t think I am rushing things here or being too forward,” she said softly.
Al shook his head. “Not at all, I quite enjoy it in fact.”
“Sex was good last night,” she revealed. “Not just good but... I never thought it could be like that. I love Greg but he... he can be so quick.”
Al hugged her. “Cuckold’s are like that. They... they get so into their fantasy world that it becomes self fulfilling,” he told her. “They become bad lovers driving their frustrated wives to other men.”
Cathy kissed him. “Anyway, I just want to say... that this is your bedroom as well now and... well... you don’t have to stand on ceremony or anything, I am yours whenever you want me.”
She definitely reminded him of Penny now.
“You shouldn’t say things like,” he said with a smile. “I have a high libido and I’ll never be away from the place.”
Cathy sank to her knees and within seconds his cock was in her mouth again. Minutes later they were back in bed and Cathy was on top of him draining his cock once more.
Later in the early evening he found himself alone with Greg in the sitting room while Cathy cooked dinner. These times could be awkward ones in the beginning of a cuckold relationship but he seemed to be getting one well with Greg. He opened up about his work. Cathy had also been a police officer at one point in their relationship but after being involved in preventing an armed robbery Greg had put his foot down and persuaded her to leave; now she worked as an administrative assistant for the local authority.
Al knew that Greg wanted to talk though about his cuckolding; he could sense it and he knew from experience that cuckold’s always liked to discuss things. It was almost as if they wanted to be humiliated further.
“C... Cathy was very pleased with last night,” Greg said nervously.
“That’s good.”
“We talked after you left to go and collect some things.”
Al nodded.
“You’re... you’re happy with things as they stand then Greg?”
Greg nodded.
“I think Cathy is looking for something long term,” Al told him.
Greg nodded again as he looked down at the floor. “Yes, she told me,” he admitted. “She... she’s hoping that this won’t be a ‘wham bam, thank you mam’ affair.”
“And how do you feel about that Greg?” Al probed. “I mean, how are you going to feel having me around fucking Cathy on a regular basis?”
Greg shifted uneasily in his seat. “I am prepared for that,” he responded without raising his head. “You... you like her then?”
“Cathy’s very attractive, Greg, and... well to be very frank... she’s... she’s exciting in bed.”
Greg raised his head immediately but Cathy suddenly came into the room interrupting whatever he was about to say.
“Dinner is served.”
Both men looked up at her; she did look very attractive. Al had showered with her after they had fucked again; they had dried each other’s bodies and he had helped her choose something to wear. Al knew that underneath her black, low cut dress she wore only stockings and suspenders. Greg had no idea what she was wearing but he would certainly know that his wife would be getting fucked again as soon as he left for work.
Greg left after dinner. Al left them alone in the kitchen for a short while as Greg prepared to leave. A good Bull always makes sure that he gives the married couple some private time together. He knew from experience that Greg would have mixed emotions about leaving them together for the night. He would be sexually charged with the thought of his wife and her lover being alone together for the best part of twelve hours; the marital home all to themselves where they wouldn’t be disturbed. Al and Cathy could fuck to their heart’s content anywhere and everywhere. At the same time he would be torn apart by the jealousy; it wasn’t just about the fucking it was also about the intimacy. In between the copulating they would be kissing and cuddling; enjoying intimate conversations and intimate touching.
Al saw them together when he went to the bathroom. They were kissing and hugging and Cathy was fondling him as she spoke quietly to him. Afterwards she told him that she had been teasing Greg about what she was going to be doing to him once he had left for work. ‘I’m going to be giving him one of my specials,’ she had told him.
“And what is one of your specials?”
Three quarters of an hour later after a luxurious bath, a body massage and a long, slow handjob he lay back on their bed recuperating with Cathy lying beside him in his arms. He and Penny had these special moments as well and he found himself telling her about Penny.
“Do you ever keep in contact?”
Al shook his head. “I caused too much hurt.”
“But you weren’t ready for a one on one relationship, were you?”
Al shook his head once more.
“And the child?”
“I’ve never seen him since,” he confessed. “That’s how they wanted it. I offered financial help but Bill wanted to bring him up as his own. I left things like that.”
Cathy said nothing as she turned and held him but he knew that a lot was running through her mind. At one point she cupped his testicles in her hand and held them for a while as she lay with her head resting on his shoulder. Penny had done that as well.
He found himself getting hard again. Al had enjoyed getting Penny pregnant; it was, perhaps, the ultimate act of cuckolding, the wife not only taking a lover and cuckolding her husband in the marital bed but also having his child as well. He hadn’t been there when she had told Bill that she wanted his child. She had discussed it with Al, obviously; and he had agreed. But he had wished he had been there at the time she told Bill.
Al remembered that first time when they had both had unprotected sex. Penny had ceased having sex with Bill a month before she stopped taking the contraceptive pill and it was midway through her next cycle when she and Al went away for a weekend together. The sex had been exceptionally good. Knowing that Al could make her pregnant made the sex even better for her and her orgasms, as she felt Al’s hot seed flow inside her, were mind blowing. Al also found himself with that extra drive to fuck. They found themselves fucking six or seven times a day over that initial period. Penny conceived within a month.
Reliving that time with Penny had got him excited again and he rolled Cathy onto her back. She opened her legs wide to accommodate him and he slipped inside her with renewed vigour. For a moment they held back looking into each other’s eyes; no words were spoken but each of them knew that talk of pregnancy had taken things to another level. Al slipped his hands under her bottom and pulled her hard against him as they began their copulation with an intensity that they hadn’t experienced with each other before.
They fucked again before settling down to sleep and later woke up as dawn broke; they fucked once more. A little while they fucked a final time and then showered. They hadn’t heard Greg come home from working and were drying themselves as Greg knocked on the bedroom door. Cathy called out and he asked her if they wanted tea or coffee bringing up. It was a ritual that Al had always enjoyed; the cuckolded husband bringing tea and coffee to his wife and her lover next morning.
The air would be permeated with the scent of sex; semen and female orgasm fluids were by no means odourless and they were enjoyed by the cuckold. Add to that the sight of his wife lying naked under the ruffled bedclothes with her lover and with a tired, but satisfied look on her face, completed the humiliation. But it was a humiliation that the cuckold was always satisfied with.
Greg returned a few minutes later with their hot drinks. They were stood by the dressing table drying themselves. Greg’s knuckles were white from gripping the tray tightly. “Sh... shall I put it down here,” he asked, nodding to a space on the table.
Cathy nodded and asked Greg to pour their teas. His hands shook as he slowly poured. Cathy hung her towel over the chair and her nakedness caught his attention. “Things go okay last night? she asked as she reached across to Al.
He nodded but found himself unable to speak as he saw her hand take hold of Al’s erection. It was another defining moment, it always was. The sight of his wife’s lover’s cock for the first time formed indelible impressions in the cuckold’s mind. The Bull would always be bigger (what wife would go for anything smaller than her husband’s manhood? It would defeat the whole purpose of the relationship wouldn’t it?)
The look on Greg’s face told Al that his manhood was bigger; Cathy had already told him that his was bigger and thicker but Greg had now confirmed it. One cuckold had once told him ‘Once you see the cock of the guy who’s cuckolding you and see how much bigger it is than yours, you know your sexual relationship with your wife will never be the same again.’ The look on Greg’s face told him that those very words were running through his mind now.
Cathy had spotted it too and pulled her hand away. Al thought that she intended picking up her cup but no, instead it reached out for Greg’s zipper. He just stood there powerless as she unzipped him. He was still helpless when her fingers busied themselves with his belt buckle. Al watched in almost disbelief as Greg’s trousers and pants fell around his ankles before Cathy lifted his shirt from over his groin.
He had seen practically all of the husbands he had cuckolded naked but he hadn’t seen one exposed in this manner before. Cathy remained silent as she moved slightly to the side so that Al had an unrestricted view of her husband’s manhood in its excited state. He wouldn’t consider Greg small by any means, in fact; there was perhaps only a couple of inches in length difference between the two of them. But the point had been made, Al was bigger and had greater girth; he was the Alpha male, he was what is termed ‘the Bull’.
Cathy suddenly noticed that Al’s cock had become stiffer and let go of Greg’s shirt to tend to it. As she took it in her hand once again she turned to Greg. “Would you mind leaving us now, darling?”
Greg bent down and pulled up his pants and quickly left the room. As the door closed Cathy dropped to her knees again and took him into her mouth in preparation for another fuck.
Some Alpha males ignored the cuckold altogether; taking what they could and selfishly satisfying themselves. Al, however, took time to include them. Admittedly, part of it was because he enjoyed humiliating them but he also knew that cuckolds enjoyed the humiliation; they took sexual pleasure from a more superior male satisfying their wives. Al liked to explore that avenue and he would take time with the cuckold to find out what floated their boat, so to speak. If the relationship with Cathy lasted he would spend time with Greg and find out where his boundaries lay.
Al lay there with her for quite a while afterwards; still between her legs and still deep inside her. Cathy was keeping him hard by using her vaginal muscles to squeeze his hard cock. He had met very few women capable of doing that. They lay kissing and talking in soft whispers; sharing their intimate thoughts.
She reminded him of Penny, a woman that he had had a cuckold relationship a few years back. That relationship had lasted two years and had produced a child; not only that, they had talked about making things permanent. Penny wanted to divorce Bill, her husband, and settle down with him. Al had got cold feet about it and pulled out of the relationship. He wasn’t ready to settle down yet; he loved the cuckolding lifestyle, he enjoyed taking over the marital bed of another husband. But Al had regretted the hurt he had caused for a long time afterwards.
Cathy reminded him of Penny and he wondered, as he lay there between her soft, welcoming thighs, if this one would take him down that road again. He thought of Greg sitting downstairs while he was upstairs with his wife. It reminded him of Bill; he too did shift work and would come home in much the same way. Penny would take him back to bed while Bill remained downstairs masturbating to the sounds of their lovemaking. He wondered if Greg was doing the same as he began fucking Cathy for a second time before going back home.
Al returned later that afternoon with a couple of changes of clothes and some spare toiletries. Cathy got him a mug to put his spare toothbrush and razor in and then placed it on the shelf behind hers but before Greg’s. It was a simple statement that said such a lot. She had made some room in a drawer for his underwear and a space in the wardrobe for his change of clothes; after putting them away she turned and kissed him. He held her close as her hand found his hardness.
“Hope you don’t think I am rushing things here or being too forward,” she said softly.
Al shook his head. “Not at all, I quite enjoy it in fact.”
“Sex was good last night,” she revealed. “Not just good but... I never thought it could be like that. I love Greg but he... he can be so quick.”
Al hugged her. “Cuckold’s are like that. They... they get so into their fantasy world that it becomes self fulfilling,” he told her. “They become bad lovers driving their frustrated wives to other men.”
Cathy kissed him. “Anyway, I just want to say... that this is your bedroom as well now and... well... you don’t have to stand on ceremony or anything, I am yours whenever you want me.”
She definitely reminded him of Penny now.
“You shouldn’t say things like,” he said with a smile. “I have a high libido and I’ll never be away from the place.”
Cathy sank to her knees and within seconds his cock was in her mouth again. Minutes later they were back in bed and Cathy was on top of him draining his cock once more.
Later in the early evening he found himself alone with Greg in the sitting room while Cathy cooked dinner. These times could be awkward ones in the beginning of a cuckold relationship but he seemed to be getting one well with Greg. He opened up about his work. Cathy had also been a police officer at one point in their relationship but after being involved in preventing an armed robbery Greg had put his foot down and persuaded her to leave; now she worked as an administrative assistant for the local authority.
Al knew that Greg wanted to talk though about his cuckolding; he could sense it and he knew from experience that cuckold’s always liked to discuss things. It was almost as if they wanted to be humiliated further.
“C... Cathy was very pleased with last night,” Greg said nervously.
“That’s good.”
“We talked after you left to go and collect some things.”
Al nodded.
“You’re... you’re happy with things as they stand then Greg?”
Greg nodded.
“I think Cathy is looking for something long term,” Al told him.
Greg nodded again as he looked down at the floor. “Yes, she told me,” he admitted. “She... she’s hoping that this won’t be a ‘wham bam, thank you mam’ affair.”
“And how do you feel about that Greg?” Al probed. “I mean, how are you going to feel having me around fucking Cathy on a regular basis?”
Greg shifted uneasily in his seat. “I am prepared for that,” he responded without raising his head. “You... you like her then?”
“Cathy’s very attractive, Greg, and... well to be very frank... she’s... she’s exciting in bed.”
Greg raised his head immediately but Cathy suddenly came into the room interrupting whatever he was about to say.
“Dinner is served.”
Both men looked up at her; she did look very attractive. Al had showered with her after they had fucked again; they had dried each other’s bodies and he had helped her choose something to wear. Al knew that underneath her black, low cut dress she wore only stockings and suspenders. Greg had no idea what she was wearing but he would certainly know that his wife would be getting fucked again as soon as he left for work.
Greg left after dinner. Al left them alone in the kitchen for a short while as Greg prepared to leave. A good Bull always makes sure that he gives the married couple some private time together. He knew from experience that Greg would have mixed emotions about leaving them together for the night. He would be sexually charged with the thought of his wife and her lover being alone together for the best part of twelve hours; the marital home all to themselves where they wouldn’t be disturbed. Al and Cathy could fuck to their heart’s content anywhere and everywhere. At the same time he would be torn apart by the jealousy; it wasn’t just about the fucking it was also about the intimacy. In between the copulating they would be kissing and cuddling; enjoying intimate conversations and intimate touching.
Al saw them together when he went to the bathroom. They were kissing and hugging and Cathy was fondling him as she spoke quietly to him. Afterwards she told him that she had been teasing Greg about what she was going to be doing to him once he had left for work. ‘I’m going to be giving him one of my specials,’ she had told him.
“And what is one of your specials?”
Three quarters of an hour later after a luxurious bath, a body massage and a long, slow handjob he lay back on their bed recuperating with Cathy lying beside him in his arms. He and Penny had these special moments as well and he found himself telling her about Penny.
“Do you ever keep in contact?”
Al shook his head. “I caused too much hurt.”
“But you weren’t ready for a one on one relationship, were you?”
Al shook his head once more.
“And the child?”
“I’ve never seen him since,” he confessed. “That’s how they wanted it. I offered financial help but Bill wanted to bring him up as his own. I left things like that.”
Cathy said nothing as she turned and held him but he knew that a lot was running through her mind. At one point she cupped his testicles in her hand and held them for a while as she lay with her head resting on his shoulder. Penny had done that as well.
He found himself getting hard again. Al had enjoyed getting Penny pregnant; it was, perhaps, the ultimate act of cuckolding, the wife not only taking a lover and cuckolding her husband in the marital bed but also having his child as well. He hadn’t been there when she had told Bill that she wanted his child. She had discussed it with Al, obviously; and he had agreed. But he had wished he had been there at the time she told Bill.
Al remembered that first time when they had both had unprotected sex. Penny had ceased having sex with Bill a month before she stopped taking the contraceptive pill and it was midway through her next cycle when she and Al went away for a weekend together. The sex had been exceptionally good. Knowing that Al could make her pregnant made the sex even better for her and her orgasms, as she felt Al’s hot seed flow inside her, were mind blowing. Al also found himself with that extra drive to fuck. They found themselves fucking six or seven times a day over that initial period. Penny conceived within a month.
Reliving that time with Penny had got him excited again and he rolled Cathy onto her back. She opened her legs wide to accommodate him and he slipped inside her with renewed vigour. For a moment they held back looking into each other’s eyes; no words were spoken but each of them knew that talk of pregnancy had taken things to another level. Al slipped his hands under her bottom and pulled her hard against him as they began their copulation with an intensity that they hadn’t experienced with each other before.
They fucked again before settling down to sleep and later woke up as dawn broke; they fucked once more. A little while they fucked a final time and then showered. They hadn’t heard Greg come home from working and were drying themselves as Greg knocked on the bedroom door. Cathy called out and he asked her if they wanted tea or coffee bringing up. It was a ritual that Al had always enjoyed; the cuckolded husband bringing tea and coffee to his wife and her lover next morning.
The air would be permeated with the scent of sex; semen and female orgasm fluids were by no means odourless and they were enjoyed by the cuckold. Add to that the sight of his wife lying naked under the ruffled bedclothes with her lover and with a tired, but satisfied look on her face, completed the humiliation. But it was a humiliation that the cuckold was always satisfied with.
Greg returned a few minutes later with their hot drinks. They were stood by the dressing table drying themselves. Greg’s knuckles were white from gripping the tray tightly. “Sh... shall I put it down here,” he asked, nodding to a space on the table.
Cathy nodded and asked Greg to pour their teas. His hands shook as he slowly poured. Cathy hung her towel over the chair and her nakedness caught his attention. “Things go okay last night? she asked as she reached across to Al.
He nodded but found himself unable to speak as he saw her hand take hold of Al’s erection. It was another defining moment, it always was. The sight of his wife’s lover’s cock for the first time formed indelible impressions in the cuckold’s mind. The Bull would always be bigger (what wife would go for anything smaller than her husband’s manhood? It would defeat the whole purpose of the relationship wouldn’t it?)
The look on Greg’s face told Al that his manhood was bigger; Cathy had already told him that his was bigger and thicker but Greg had now confirmed it. One cuckold had once told him ‘Once you see the cock of the guy who’s cuckolding you and see how much bigger it is than yours, you know your sexual relationship with your wife will never be the same again.’ The look on Greg’s face told him that those very words were running through his mind now.
Cathy had spotted it too and pulled her hand away. Al thought that she intended picking up her cup but no, instead it reached out for Greg’s zipper. He just stood there powerless as she unzipped him. He was still helpless when her fingers busied themselves with his belt buckle. Al watched in almost disbelief as Greg’s trousers and pants fell around his ankles before Cathy lifted his shirt from over his groin.
He had seen practically all of the husbands he had cuckolded naked but he hadn’t seen one exposed in this manner before. Cathy remained silent as she moved slightly to the side so that Al had an unrestricted view of her husband’s manhood in its excited state. He wouldn’t consider Greg small by any means, in fact; there was perhaps only a couple of inches in length difference between the two of them. But the point had been made, Al was bigger and had greater girth; he was the Alpha male, he was what is termed ‘the Bull’.
Cathy suddenly noticed that Al’s cock had become stiffer and let go of Greg’s shirt to tend to it. As she took it in her hand once again she turned to Greg. “Would you mind leaving us now, darling?”
Greg bent down and pulled up his pants and quickly left the room. As the door closed Cathy dropped to her knees again and took him into her mouth in preparation for another fuck.
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