The Cuckolds Reward Larrys Story Part 5
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Tuesday evening seemed to take ages to arrive; Monday dragged and Tuesday evening seemed to take a lifetime to arrive for Larry. The time was tortuous for him, filled with a mixture of excitement and dread. He was excited about Pete fucking Ginny under his roof and in his bed and yet he dreaded meeting Pete again face to face. It was going to be humiliating. He was going to be welcoming the man who had fucked his wife into his home, not only that, he was also he was also going to having dinner with him. Then, at some stage afterwards, he was going to watch his wife take Pete’s hand and take him up to bed with her.
When he arrived home from work late afternoon Ginny had already bathed and changed, having left work early. She almost took his breath away when he saw her. She was wearing a red top and a red flared skirt. It had been ages since he had seen her in a skirt. He hugged her and kissed and ran his hand over her bottom in the process. He could feel her suspender straps and stocking tops but he could feel no panty line at first. Slipping his hand under her skirt he encountered a thong. Ginny lifted her skirt for him and showed him her red, lacy thong.
“Fucking hell, Ginny, “he told her, “Pete’s going to be creaming his pants.”
She laughed and gave him a gentle squeeze. “I think he will manage to hold back and cream in me,” she told him. “And, by the way, Pete doesn’t wear pants under his leathers. He goes commando, as they say.”
Larry felt his cock stiffen under her grip.
“You had better get changed,” she told him. “He’ll be here in half an hour.”
Larry pulled himself away with reluctance.
“I’ve put a change of clothes for you on the bed in the guest room along with your shaving stuff,” she told him.
It stopped him in his tracks. The reminder that he would not be sharing his bed with Ginny that night was like a body blow. Ginny reached for his groin. “That is okay, isn’t it?” she asked.
The warmth of her hand quickly hardened him. He nodded. There was no way that he was going to stop her from sleeping with Pete.
He was still changing when he heard Pete’s motor bike outside; once again Pete was early. Larry hurriedly finished dressing and came out of his bedroom. He saw them kissing in the hallway; not just kissing but fondling one another. Pete’s hand was up under the back of Ginny’s skirt and her hand was fondling the bulge in Pete’s leathers. It stopped him in his tracks. Watching his wife touching another man in this way was very erotic. Larry was so caught up in watching her that he was slow to realise that Pete was looking up at him. When he caught his eyes Pete’s hand came from under Ginny’s skirt and Ginny pulled away and looked up at him.
Larry went downstairs to join them. As he reached the bottom stair he noticed an overnight bag by the coat stand. It was a timely reminder that Pete would be staying the night with them.
“You can open the wine darling,” Ginny told him.
Ginny had already set the table in the kitchen. They had a larger dining room but they always preferred to sit at the kitchen table which consisted of a white leather bench with a white table and three matching chairs. They preferred to sit on the bench and Ginny had set the three places closest to the bench; Pete took the farthest part of the bench leaving Ginny to sit in the middle. While dinner cooked they sat down enjoying a glass of wine and engaging in small talk. Pete owned a large motorcycle shop and garage in the locality and talked about a new range of bikes that had arrived the previous day. Larry joined in the small talk but nervously waited for the conversation to change to more topical issues.
From time to time Ginny would get up to check on the dinner, brushing past him each time. Larry was sorely tempted to take advantage of her flared skirt and put his hand underneath it. Had it been just the two of them he would have done. He wondered if Pete had been sat in his place would he have taken advantage.
By the time that the meal was ready the drink had calmed him down. Ginny and Pete seemed relaxed from the start but Larry was very tense, wondering what was going to happen. After dinner Ginny cleared away and opened another bottle of wine before sitting back down between the two men. There was an expectant silence for a few minutes; it was almost as if each of them was awaiting someone to start off a conversation. It was Ginny who spoke first. “So darling,” she said as her hand landed on Larry’s thigh, “how do you see things progressing tonight?”
Larry felt nervous about being put on the spot. Ginny’s hand slid across to his groin. “Pete and I are here to help make your fantasies come to life,” she told him. “Just direct us in the way you want things to go.”
Larry cleared his throat. Talking to Ginny was easy but Pete’s presence was inhibiting. “Pete has worked with a cuckold husband before so he’s no stranger to all this,” Ginny told him as her hand gently squeezed him. “I’m sure that he’ll go out his way to help out, won’t you Pete?”
“It would be a pleasure, Larry,” he replied as his hand alighted on Ginny’s thigh.
Larry stared at it, resting on the area of her stocking tops.
“Would you like to hear what happened this afternoon, Larry?” Pete asked him.
“This afternoon?”
Pete nodded.
“Pete came round this afternoon,” Ginny told him.
Larry looked at her.
“I rang Pete while I was in the supermarket to tell him what I was planning for dinner and when I got back home he was outside waiting for me.”
Larry went silent. Ginny squeezed his erection. “It was okay to let Pete fuck me wasn’t it?” she asked him.
Larry sighed as Ginny reached across and began to unzip his trousers. “Pete... Pete was very horny,” she told him. “I just couldn’t let him go home in that state.”
“W... what happened?” Larry asked.
“We came inside and started kissing,” Pete told him. “One thing led to another and Ginny took me upstairs to your bedroom. And... well, I guess you can work out the rest for yourself. “
Ginny gave Larry’s bulge another squeeze. “I think Larry prefers to hear the detail,” she said as she reached inside his pants. “Larry likes a blow by blow account, don’t you, darling?”
Larry groaned as she lifted his erection out.
“Larry wants to know, what one thing led to another, don’t you, darling?” she said as she gripped his shaft and began to move her hand up and down.
He groaned again.
“Larry wants to hear that we didn’t just kiss but that you had your hands all over me,” she said. “Larry wants to hear about you squeezing my breasts through my blouse and then trying to get your hands inside my knickers. He wants to hear about me unzipping your leathers and then dropping to my knees and taking your lovely big cock out and taking it my mouth, don’t you?”
Larry cried out. She was slowly masturbating him now. Precum was oozing from his cock and rolling down over her fingers. And Pete was watching. Pete was watching Larry’s humiliation. “Ginny has a lovely mouth, Larry,” Pete said as he slid his hand under her skirt. “She really knows how to give a good blow job.”
Larry gave out a loud groan. It was too much for him. Much too much. He couldn’t hold back. He closed his eyes as his cum spurted forth all over his trousers and all over Ginny’s hand. Ginny seemed unmoved by it all as she continued to slowly masturbate him until the last trickle of cum escaped him.
A few minutes later he opened his eyes. Ginny was smiling at him; his limp cock still in her cum soaked hand. He moaned softly as he saw the state of himself with his cum all over his clothing. But that was not all. Ginny’s skirt was drawn full back and Pete’s fingers were stroking her pussy through her thong. There was a damp patch forming under his fingers and Ginny’s breathing was getting heavier.
Pete suddenly reached for a table napkin and handed it to Ginny and then, as she cleaned her hand, Pete stood up and pushed the table back. Moments later he was kneeling on the floor between Ginny’s parted thighs. Larry watched as Ginny raised her hips in anticipation of Pete pulling off her thong but he didn’t. Instead he spread her thighs a little wider and began to tongue her through her thong.
“Oh god,” Ginny cried out as she gripped Larry’s arm tightly.
Larry watched his tongue working its way up and down the groove that separated her pussy lips. The thin material of her thong was now soaked and completely see-through. Ginny was moaning loudly now and the grip of her fingers on his arm was hurting now. Larry didn’t know why but he felt to reach down across and pull her thong across her mound. Pete looked up and smiled at him bearing her pussy for him before taking advantage of her.
Ginny began to squirm and scream out as his tongue went to work on her. Sometimes probing deeply inside her and sometimes teasing her clitty. It wasn’t long before she was begging to be fucked. Pete ignored her pleas as he continued to make her orgasm with his tongue leaving Ginny to have to resort to telling Larry to make him fuck her. Larry looked at her as she pleading with him to make Pete fuck her. This had never been part of his fantasy scenario. He had never even imagined Ginny begging him to tell another to fuck her but it was happening. Larry looked at Pete as he sat back next to Ginny with his hand still holding the soaked material of her thong. Pete smiled and then got to his feet.
Larry watched as Pete unbuckled his leather biking trousers and pushed them down. The size of his cock took him by surprise. Apart from pictures on the internet, he had never seen a full male erection before that moment. Now there was one just inches away from him. Pete looked back at him, looking at his cock. A smile lit his face as he kicked off his leathers and then reached down and grabbed Ginny’s ankles. Larry was still clinging onto her thong, pulling it to one side as Pete’s cock brushed against his hand. He watched it press against her pussy lips. It just seemed to be hanging there motionless but Pete was taunting him. Larry looked up and saw his smile and then looked down again and watched as it slowly entered her. Ginny’s cried out as her hand reached for his as Pete began to fuck her.
When he arrived home from work late afternoon Ginny had already bathed and changed, having left work early. She almost took his breath away when he saw her. She was wearing a red top and a red flared skirt. It had been ages since he had seen her in a skirt. He hugged her and kissed and ran his hand over her bottom in the process. He could feel her suspender straps and stocking tops but he could feel no panty line at first. Slipping his hand under her skirt he encountered a thong. Ginny lifted her skirt for him and showed him her red, lacy thong.
“Fucking hell, Ginny, “he told her, “Pete’s going to be creaming his pants.”
She laughed and gave him a gentle squeeze. “I think he will manage to hold back and cream in me,” she told him. “And, by the way, Pete doesn’t wear pants under his leathers. He goes commando, as they say.”
Larry felt his cock stiffen under her grip.
“You had better get changed,” she told him. “He’ll be here in half an hour.”
Larry pulled himself away with reluctance.
“I’ve put a change of clothes for you on the bed in the guest room along with your shaving stuff,” she told him.
It stopped him in his tracks. The reminder that he would not be sharing his bed with Ginny that night was like a body blow. Ginny reached for his groin. “That is okay, isn’t it?” she asked.
The warmth of her hand quickly hardened him. He nodded. There was no way that he was going to stop her from sleeping with Pete.
He was still changing when he heard Pete’s motor bike outside; once again Pete was early. Larry hurriedly finished dressing and came out of his bedroom. He saw them kissing in the hallway; not just kissing but fondling one another. Pete’s hand was up under the back of Ginny’s skirt and her hand was fondling the bulge in Pete’s leathers. It stopped him in his tracks. Watching his wife touching another man in this way was very erotic. Larry was so caught up in watching her that he was slow to realise that Pete was looking up at him. When he caught his eyes Pete’s hand came from under Ginny’s skirt and Ginny pulled away and looked up at him.
Larry went downstairs to join them. As he reached the bottom stair he noticed an overnight bag by the coat stand. It was a timely reminder that Pete would be staying the night with them.
“You can open the wine darling,” Ginny told him.
Ginny had already set the table in the kitchen. They had a larger dining room but they always preferred to sit at the kitchen table which consisted of a white leather bench with a white table and three matching chairs. They preferred to sit on the bench and Ginny had set the three places closest to the bench; Pete took the farthest part of the bench leaving Ginny to sit in the middle. While dinner cooked they sat down enjoying a glass of wine and engaging in small talk. Pete owned a large motorcycle shop and garage in the locality and talked about a new range of bikes that had arrived the previous day. Larry joined in the small talk but nervously waited for the conversation to change to more topical issues.
From time to time Ginny would get up to check on the dinner, brushing past him each time. Larry was sorely tempted to take advantage of her flared skirt and put his hand underneath it. Had it been just the two of them he would have done. He wondered if Pete had been sat in his place would he have taken advantage.
By the time that the meal was ready the drink had calmed him down. Ginny and Pete seemed relaxed from the start but Larry was very tense, wondering what was going to happen. After dinner Ginny cleared away and opened another bottle of wine before sitting back down between the two men. There was an expectant silence for a few minutes; it was almost as if each of them was awaiting someone to start off a conversation. It was Ginny who spoke first. “So darling,” she said as her hand landed on Larry’s thigh, “how do you see things progressing tonight?”
Larry felt nervous about being put on the spot. Ginny’s hand slid across to his groin. “Pete and I are here to help make your fantasies come to life,” she told him. “Just direct us in the way you want things to go.”
Larry cleared his throat. Talking to Ginny was easy but Pete’s presence was inhibiting. “Pete has worked with a cuckold husband before so he’s no stranger to all this,” Ginny told him as her hand gently squeezed him. “I’m sure that he’ll go out his way to help out, won’t you Pete?”
“It would be a pleasure, Larry,” he replied as his hand alighted on Ginny’s thigh.
Larry stared at it, resting on the area of her stocking tops.
“Would you like to hear what happened this afternoon, Larry?” Pete asked him.
“This afternoon?”
Pete nodded.
“Pete came round this afternoon,” Ginny told him.
Larry looked at her.
“I rang Pete while I was in the supermarket to tell him what I was planning for dinner and when I got back home he was outside waiting for me.”
Larry went silent. Ginny squeezed his erection. “It was okay to let Pete fuck me wasn’t it?” she asked him.
Larry sighed as Ginny reached across and began to unzip his trousers. “Pete... Pete was very horny,” she told him. “I just couldn’t let him go home in that state.”
“W... what happened?” Larry asked.
“We came inside and started kissing,” Pete told him. “One thing led to another and Ginny took me upstairs to your bedroom. And... well, I guess you can work out the rest for yourself. “
Ginny gave Larry’s bulge another squeeze. “I think Larry prefers to hear the detail,” she said as she reached inside his pants. “Larry likes a blow by blow account, don’t you, darling?”
Larry groaned as she lifted his erection out.
“Larry wants to know, what one thing led to another, don’t you, darling?” she said as she gripped his shaft and began to move her hand up and down.
He groaned again.
“Larry wants to hear that we didn’t just kiss but that you had your hands all over me,” she said. “Larry wants to hear about you squeezing my breasts through my blouse and then trying to get your hands inside my knickers. He wants to hear about me unzipping your leathers and then dropping to my knees and taking your lovely big cock out and taking it my mouth, don’t you?”
Larry cried out. She was slowly masturbating him now. Precum was oozing from his cock and rolling down over her fingers. And Pete was watching. Pete was watching Larry’s humiliation. “Ginny has a lovely mouth, Larry,” Pete said as he slid his hand under her skirt. “She really knows how to give a good blow job.”
Larry gave out a loud groan. It was too much for him. Much too much. He couldn’t hold back. He closed his eyes as his cum spurted forth all over his trousers and all over Ginny’s hand. Ginny seemed unmoved by it all as she continued to slowly masturbate him until the last trickle of cum escaped him.
A few minutes later he opened his eyes. Ginny was smiling at him; his limp cock still in her cum soaked hand. He moaned softly as he saw the state of himself with his cum all over his clothing. But that was not all. Ginny’s skirt was drawn full back and Pete’s fingers were stroking her pussy through her thong. There was a damp patch forming under his fingers and Ginny’s breathing was getting heavier.
Pete suddenly reached for a table napkin and handed it to Ginny and then, as she cleaned her hand, Pete stood up and pushed the table back. Moments later he was kneeling on the floor between Ginny’s parted thighs. Larry watched as Ginny raised her hips in anticipation of Pete pulling off her thong but he didn’t. Instead he spread her thighs a little wider and began to tongue her through her thong.
“Oh god,” Ginny cried out as she gripped Larry’s arm tightly.
Larry watched his tongue working its way up and down the groove that separated her pussy lips. The thin material of her thong was now soaked and completely see-through. Ginny was moaning loudly now and the grip of her fingers on his arm was hurting now. Larry didn’t know why but he felt to reach down across and pull her thong across her mound. Pete looked up and smiled at him bearing her pussy for him before taking advantage of her.
Ginny began to squirm and scream out as his tongue went to work on her. Sometimes probing deeply inside her and sometimes teasing her clitty. It wasn’t long before she was begging to be fucked. Pete ignored her pleas as he continued to make her orgasm with his tongue leaving Ginny to have to resort to telling Larry to make him fuck her. Larry looked at her as she pleading with him to make Pete fuck her. This had never been part of his fantasy scenario. He had never even imagined Ginny begging him to tell another to fuck her but it was happening. Larry looked at Pete as he sat back next to Ginny with his hand still holding the soaked material of her thong. Pete smiled and then got to his feet.
Larry watched as Pete unbuckled his leather biking trousers and pushed them down. The size of his cock took him by surprise. Apart from pictures on the internet, he had never seen a full male erection before that moment. Now there was one just inches away from him. Pete looked back at him, looking at his cock. A smile lit his face as he kicked off his leathers and then reached down and grabbed Ginny’s ankles. Larry was still clinging onto her thong, pulling it to one side as Pete’s cock brushed against his hand. He watched it press against her pussy lips. It just seemed to be hanging there motionless but Pete was taunting him. Larry looked up and saw his smile and then looked down again and watched as it slowly entered her. Ginny’s cried out as her hand reached for his as Pete began to fuck her.
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