Stripping For My Nephew
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It's not the sexual act that makes me feel vulnerable and sad as my wife's cuckold, after all, it is simply a physical liason, that is gone as soon as it has started.
Why shouldn't she, or others who have the same interest or fetish, enjoy sex, as a hobby, an interest or pastime, it does no harm and is extremely enjoyable.
The simple business of sticking a cock into her cunt could never threaten a marriage, certainly not mine, which has survived k**s, the hard times and gentle ageing.
It's true that she needs to have a younger lover, someone with a bigger dick, to satisfy her growing needs as she gets closer to sixty, than fifty.
Watching that eight inch cock sliding smoothy into her still quite slim slit, inside an impeccably shaved labia and pubic area, could never dim my affection.
As her lower body moved in perfect harmony with his thrusting 30 year old hips, so that they emulated the powerful motion of a steam engine's drivers, no jealousy ensued.
We had been lovers, friends and a faithful couple spanning five decades, so the soft groans spilling from her lips, was something to celebrate, as her joy was mine.
His tongue too, had been a source of great fun for the love of my life, five foot, eight inches tall, still slim with beautful soft, 36D boobs, which retained life of their own.
As she lay on her back on our bed, her legs sprawled on the bed cover, as wide as they could be, without becoming a discomfort, open for business, so to speak.
I watched intently, as he pushed his two thumbs onto the pubic bone above her cavern and after flicking over her ass hole, pushed his tongue deep into the dark corners.
"Men are obsessed with the clitoris," she often said. "It's what is spoken about, where the focus is but I like my pussy to be filled, first with tongue and then, cock.
A warm tongue feels so luxurious in there, sliding along the sides, the tip edging deeper and deeper, making me wet and hot in that most intimate place - just gorgeous."
Having taken her fill of his darting tongue, she forgot all that advice, when pulling his eager head up so that her clit was challenging his face, his thumbs stretching the already flimsy pubic skin.
Within a few skillful slurps, she was burying her cunt in his mouth, writhing, kicking, yelling and bucking, as orgasm swept through her body like an ocean wave.
None of that was a problem for me, indeed I would have taken my own cock out and stroked as I watched the performance, but she doesn't allow it out of my pants.
It wold have been good too, my uncut six inches had been growing steadily since his first feel of her proud tits, and I could feel some sweet precum, under my foreskin.
He had been cut, which allowed a shiny, large cock head to form in a perfectly shaped probe, just as enticingly engineered as the most exciting , battery fuelled fuck toy.
So no, it wasn't the torrent of cum that started to fill her gaping vagnia, with the rest being shot into her hungry mouth, the sweet, sticky juice dripping from her chin, that upset.
For anyone not into the cuckold fetish, they probably wouldn't understand, that it is the unseen instant, the moments of quiet passion, the shared intimacies, that cut deep.
Inside the canopy of wild, orgasmic ecstasy that penetration provides, it is the kisses, the caresses, the whisper into waiting ears, that threaten a life time of devotion.
It is if course, the ultimate in role play but when she softly utters "I love you" while his bulging cock flies deep into her front door, my heart gets heavy and I stare into an empty, black abyss.
Then there are the deep, wet, emphatic kisses, tongues twisting and pushing, licking their chins, noses and cheeks, as hands fumble for the erotic, erogenous areas.
His hands, holding her face, with his palms on her cheek bones, their eyes locked in unspoken adoration, that seem to be shouting out, every fear that I have.
That is what a cuckold is and not even her soft and generous, tight hugs in bed later, as she relived the exciting moments, when her lover filled her, with him, completely consoles.
The deep seated knot of worry in my belly will still be there for two or three days, as her sweet, caring, loving consolations, washes over me like a comforting blanket.
And just before we fell asleep, she gently wanked my off, nibling my ear, until my cock emptied all the frightened thrills the evening had contained and pressure eased.
Just as my muted moans weclomed the gush of creamy cum, she threw the cover off and slid her mouth down the sides of my throbbing dick, greedily gobbling the sperm.
Holding it in, she moved up my chest and I felt that bitter sweet taste, as she pushed my cum into my mouth, her tongue forcing more and more in, like a baby being spoon fed.
She kissed me with a ferocity and fervour that took my breath away. My mouth full of cum, her face filling it, so that the only breath I could take was through my nose.
"That my darling, is only for you. That is for giving me a memorable evening. There are millions who could do what he did but only you could love me through it."
I then fell into a deep, contented sleep.
Why shouldn't she, or others who have the same interest or fetish, enjoy sex, as a hobby, an interest or pastime, it does no harm and is extremely enjoyable.
The simple business of sticking a cock into her cunt could never threaten a marriage, certainly not mine, which has survived k**s, the hard times and gentle ageing.
It's true that she needs to have a younger lover, someone with a bigger dick, to satisfy her growing needs as she gets closer to sixty, than fifty.
Watching that eight inch cock sliding smoothy into her still quite slim slit, inside an impeccably shaved labia and pubic area, could never dim my affection.
As her lower body moved in perfect harmony with his thrusting 30 year old hips, so that they emulated the powerful motion of a steam engine's drivers, no jealousy ensued.
We had been lovers, friends and a faithful couple spanning five decades, so the soft groans spilling from her lips, was something to celebrate, as her joy was mine.
His tongue too, had been a source of great fun for the love of my life, five foot, eight inches tall, still slim with beautful soft, 36D boobs, which retained life of their own.
As she lay on her back on our bed, her legs sprawled on the bed cover, as wide as they could be, without becoming a discomfort, open for business, so to speak.
I watched intently, as he pushed his two thumbs onto the pubic bone above her cavern and after flicking over her ass hole, pushed his tongue deep into the dark corners.
"Men are obsessed with the clitoris," she often said. "It's what is spoken about, where the focus is but I like my pussy to be filled, first with tongue and then, cock.
A warm tongue feels so luxurious in there, sliding along the sides, the tip edging deeper and deeper, making me wet and hot in that most intimate place - just gorgeous."
Having taken her fill of his darting tongue, she forgot all that advice, when pulling his eager head up so that her clit was challenging his face, his thumbs stretching the already flimsy pubic skin.
Within a few skillful slurps, she was burying her cunt in his mouth, writhing, kicking, yelling and bucking, as orgasm swept through her body like an ocean wave.
None of that was a problem for me, indeed I would have taken my own cock out and stroked as I watched the performance, but she doesn't allow it out of my pants.
It wold have been good too, my uncut six inches had been growing steadily since his first feel of her proud tits, and I could feel some sweet precum, under my foreskin.
He had been cut, which allowed a shiny, large cock head to form in a perfectly shaped probe, just as enticingly engineered as the most exciting , battery fuelled fuck toy.
So no, it wasn't the torrent of cum that started to fill her gaping vagnia, with the rest being shot into her hungry mouth, the sweet, sticky juice dripping from her chin, that upset.
For anyone not into the cuckold fetish, they probably wouldn't understand, that it is the unseen instant, the moments of quiet passion, the shared intimacies, that cut deep.
Inside the canopy of wild, orgasmic ecstasy that penetration provides, it is the kisses, the caresses, the whisper into waiting ears, that threaten a life time of devotion.
It is if course, the ultimate in role play but when she softly utters "I love you" while his bulging cock flies deep into her front door, my heart gets heavy and I stare into an empty, black abyss.
Then there are the deep, wet, emphatic kisses, tongues twisting and pushing, licking their chins, noses and cheeks, as hands fumble for the erotic, erogenous areas.
His hands, holding her face, with his palms on her cheek bones, their eyes locked in unspoken adoration, that seem to be shouting out, every fear that I have.
That is what a cuckold is and not even her soft and generous, tight hugs in bed later, as she relived the exciting moments, when her lover filled her, with him, completely consoles.
The deep seated knot of worry in my belly will still be there for two or three days, as her sweet, caring, loving consolations, washes over me like a comforting blanket.
And just before we fell asleep, she gently wanked my off, nibling my ear, until my cock emptied all the frightened thrills the evening had contained and pressure eased.
Just as my muted moans weclomed the gush of creamy cum, she threw the cover off and slid her mouth down the sides of my throbbing dick, greedily gobbling the sperm.
Holding it in, she moved up my chest and I felt that bitter sweet taste, as she pushed my cum into my mouth, her tongue forcing more and more in, like a baby being spoon fed.
She kissed me with a ferocity and fervour that took my breath away. My mouth full of cum, her face filling it, so that the only breath I could take was through my nose.
"That my darling, is only for you. That is for giving me a memorable evening. There are millions who could do what he did but only you could love me through it."
I then fell into a deep, contented sleep.
Nanette
- 18.07.2021
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