The Cuckolds Reward Alistairs Story Part III
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Alistair was in a hurry to get home. Tuesday had dragged at work and he was frustrated. Not just sexually frustrated but also frustrated by the way the time seemed to be passing so slowly. He wanted Friday to come quickly. He wanted to see Julie again. He wanted to see her coming through the Arrivals gate at the airport. He wanted to hold her in his arms again. He wanted to feel her body close to him. He wanted to make love to her. On the way home he had stopped by the supermarket. Julie had...
Julie’s email sent Alistair straight up to the bedroom. He quickly got out of his trousers and pants and grabbed a pair of her knickers and lay on the bed. He didn’t know where to start as he began to stroke himself. Should he concentrate on Bajram fucking her? Perhaps he should think about Ceres and his Julie together? Maybe even think about Abdul and Bajram both fucking her that very morning? But the two faces that filled his mind were those of Jeff and Alan, his friends of longstanding. ...
Alistair needed relief. He couldn’t wait until bedtime. He knew that at this very moment in another part of the world his wife Julie was getting fucked. He lay back on his bed with his trousers and shorts around his knees and a pair of Julie’s knickers wrapped around his cock. He could picture Abdul now between Julie’s parted legs furiously fucking her. Alistair had fucked Julie many times on their settee. Julie loved it there. A quick, unannounced fuck. Knickers off, skirt pulled back. One...
Julie was in the kitchen making a start on the dinner when they walked in. She was wearing a pretty floral patterned dress. Her legs were bare, making Alistair wonder if she was wearing anything at all under it. He stepped forward and kissed her. Jeff must also have had the same thoughts because he kissed her too after Alistair but he put his hand up her dress. “Fucking hell, Julie,” he said, “you’re not wearing knickers.” Jeff then lifted the hem of her dress. “Look at the state of your...
Alistair was awoken next morning by his mobile phone. It was Julie. “How are you darling?” she asked him. “Just woken up,” he told her. “I’m missing you.” “Missing you too,” she replied. “I’ve sent you an email about last night.” Alistair felt his cock stirring, “I look forward to reading it. Was it good?” “Mmmmmm.” “Abdul fucks you well then?” “Abdul fucks me very well.” Alistair was fully erect now. “I wish I was there with you,” he told her.
Alistair’s hand was shaking as he looked at his watch. He held his wrist with his other hand bringing the trembling to a halt. It was just after 2:45pm. Jeff’s flat was a just a few minutes’ walk away from Starbucks. ‘Would they both be there together now?’ He wondered. His hands shook again. It had never been like this with Abdul so why was it different now? It was bound to be different though. He knew Jeff. He wasn’t just some guy that they had met on the internet. They had grown up...
They showered together shortly afterwards and then Alistair brought up her suitcases so she could unpack. He watched her put away her lingerie and wondered if Abdul had seen her in every pair of her knickers. She pulled out a red baby doll nightie and panties set. “I never did get around to wearing this,” she said. “I bought it in one of the airport shops on the way out to wear for him. I’ll have to make sure I wear it for him next week when he comes.” Alistair was hard once again. Later...
Alistair cleaned as Jeff and Julie lay kissing and cuddling. From time to time he would look up at them. It was difficult watching her responding to his kisses and stroking Jeff’s cock at the same time. She was preparing Jeff for another bout of sex while he cleared away the remnants of two earlier fucks. He was also preparing her for sex again. Julie soon got to the point of orgasm, and when she did, she pulled away from Jeff and lay back to let Alistair finish her off. She screamed, writhed...
It was 12.00pm, UK time, when Julie rang Alistair at his work. It was just a quick call to let him know that she and Abdul had returned to his apartment. He was pleased to hear her voice and glad to know that she was safe and well. “So you had a good time then?” he asked her. “Mmmmm,” she murmured, “a very good time.” “Oh yes?” “I’ll tell you in an email,” she told him, “but we all had a good time.” “All?” “Mmmmmm.” Alistair fell silent. He wanted to ask but his office door was...
Alistair woke late next morning. He had slept soundly. It had been perhaps his best night’s sleep in over a week. He patted the other side of the bed. It was empty. Julie must have been downstairs. She had taken care of him well the previous night. She masturbated him again after dinner and then once more at bedtime. He had been desperate to hear about her and Jeff’s fucking but she would say very little except that she wanted to relive it herself and she would put it all down in an email....
Alistair heard the short ringing tone of his mobile. It was an email notification signal. He leapt up from his chair and picked up his mobile. It was from Julie: ‘Arrived okay. Abdul here to meet me. Off to the apartment now. Will email later. Luv Julie xxx.’ He breathed a sigh of relief. At least his wife had arrived safe and well. He reached over for his glass and took it across to the drinks cabinet so that he could refill it. He had worried about her flying to Turkey on her own and away...
Alistair did shave her properly that Sunday afternoon, just as he shaved her properly at 7:30am on the morning of her rearranged assignation with Jeff. Julie lay naked across the bed with a towel underneath her and her legs dangling over the edge of the bed. He stared down at her pussy for a few moments with a can of shaving foam in hand. ‘Another man was going to be looking at this in less than a couple of hour’s time’ he thought to himself. Not just looking but touching. Not just touching...
Good Morning Darling, It is 11.00am here so I guess you have just sat down at your desk and are getting into your first cup of coffee of the day. One part of me wishes that I was there with you. Has Janice been in yet asking how my sister is and when will I be back? Perhaps you should tell her the truth. I can just picture her face after you have said to her, ‘Well actually Janice, Julie is in Turkey getting fucked by her lover who has an enormous cock’. LOL I bet she wouldn’t believe you!
Julie’s email was perhaps the last thing he needed that morning. It had him on edge most of the day. It was her promises of things to come that did it. The promise of a surprise when he met her at the airport and the promise of fucking Jeff and Alan. To make matters worse he happened to bump into Jeff on the way to work. He had stopped by the newsagents and there he was coming out with his morning paper. They chatted briefly and then a woman walked passed them. She was attractive and had nice...
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