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Cuckhold

Urban Dictionary, that internet repository of popular wisdom gives several different definitions for the term cuckhold. This is my favourite one;

A husband or long term boyfriend who either likes to watch his wife with other men or is forced to watch. Often there are different levels of humiliation involved such as chastity, financial, sissification, etc. Terms surrounding cuckold include cuckolded, hotwife, bull, lover, etc.

I don’t like to think of myself as having a ‘type’ but when considering prospective partner there are a few characteristics that are known weaknesses. One of them is baldness, another is size. Not just penis size but physical size. I am not a short woman, nor am I slender but on the odd occasion that I meet a man who can manhandle me…. well you get the picture. One of the first men I met on my journey into non-monogamy was such a man, but we digress. 

Big Al is one such man. He doesn’t have the height of others in my past but he has the breadth and physical strength. He is or was a fireman, did I mention the two uniforms that I find the most attractive are firemen and the high visibility type that miners and road construction workers wear? 


I met him on an internet dating site. The details aren’t important but what is important is that after a while we met in person at a meet and greet evening. Of course the group we were with ended up at a strip club. It was my first visit to such a venue and I was a little preoccupied with observing the technique of professional pole dancers but not so much that I could ignore him. The vibe of the evening was unusual for us (meaning Mr and Mrs Jones). We are used to swingers clubs where everything is on the table but even though this was a self proclaimed group of swingers we were still a little unsure of the signals. Maybe it was because we were in a mainstream venue I am not sure but I managed to communicate my interest, to the bemusement of the dancer who was talking to us. He had communicated his but that night was not the right time. 

The right time came later after some negotiations, otherwise known as flirting. We found ourselves in a hotel room, thanks to an unexpected last minute house guest. To start with things seemed awkward, I guess he wasn’t used to the concept of “hello let’s fuck” but after two years of meeting Pet in a hotel room I kind of expect to get jumped as soon as I walked in the door. We kissed in the doorway of the bathroom and then somehow went from fully clothed and standing upright to me in a bikini and him in boxers. There was some discussion of checking out the hotel pool until I asked the question “Really? You want to swim?”

Then he was kneeling between my legs as I sprawled on the bed. He pulled aside the crotch of my bikini so that he could examine me before he started to run his tongue around my cunt. He was good, there is nothing like the feel of a tongue giving just the right pressure, he held my hips and explored deeper as I writhed in response to him. I could feel the buildup of pressure but I fought it. I wasn’t sure if he knew what to expect. Despite my best efforts I felt s small jet of warm liquid escape, his response was to to grip me harder and bury his face deeper. I relaxed a little and let more of my juice squirt into his mouth, he drank it all greedily before licking me clean and standing over me telling me what a good girl I was. 

Another trigger point. This man seemed to be ticking so many boxes, I didn’t have a hope. I sat up and removed the last of my clothingas he pulled down his shorts. His cock was hard as a rock and stuck out straight in front of him. I pulled him towards me so that I could explore him with my lips and tongue, swilling my tongue around the head of his cock before sliding my lips down his warm velvety shaft. My throat opened slightly as I pressed my lips against his belly holding his entire length inside my mouth for a moment before I started moving up and down his cock alternating between taking his entire length in my mouth and gripping his shaft with one hand while I teased his head. 

His excitement infected me as I sucked him I could not resist humping the bed like a dog in heat. Everything was so sexy and I was so caught up in everything. We separated for a moment and he suggested a breather but I couldnt stop. I rolled over and out my ass in the air demanding without words a good hard fucking. I wanted to be pounded with the cock that I had sucked so well. 

He didn’t dissapoint. He filled me with his cock, holding my hips as he eased himself into me. The room was filled with the sound of my groans of pleasure. His balls slapped against my clit in time with his thrusts sending small shudders of pleasure through me. I felt myself becoming engulfed by his power and strength. It was what I had been searching for without realising. I felt complete.

After a couple of sharp slaps on my arse he eased himself out of me and pulled me on top of him. For a moment we wrestled as he tried to slide his cock inside me, I resisted playing his cock over my clit triggering small gushes of liquid that covered his belly and slid down over his hips to leave we spots on the bed. He loved it grunting with pleasure and encouraging me to cover him in my juices. 

“We need to send your Hubby some pictures of you being fucked by your Bull.” He said.

I reached for my phone and handed it to him unlocking it so that he could take pics. For longer than I expected he gave instructions about looking at him and complimenting me on the way my hair fell. I ground my hips into his filling myself with his cock and moaning with pleasure. Subconsciously I leaned back putting pressure on my G-spot triggering a jet of liquid over his belly. His arousal reverberated through me awakening a desire to feel his orgasm. It is like a primal urge in me the desire to watch an man’s face as he climaxes inside me. The sensation of his climax often triggers my own.

This time it wasn’t to be. We were new lovers and things were a little awkward still. Sometimes these things take a little practise. I was rewarded with a view of his cum jetting out of his cock towards my mouth as he wanked himself to full climax. I slid my lips down over his shaft letting his cum fill my mouth and slide down my throat. He seemed to climax forever. Just when he was still and I thought he was done another spasm would shudder through him. I had not seen multiple orgasms in a man since my experiences with Mr Fix It. It was a beautiful thing to see such decadent pleasure in a man and to know that I was the reason that he was reaching those heights. Quickly I snapped a photo of his cum dripping down my chin to send to my husband to let him know that I was covered in another man’s cum. If he had been there I would have kissed him and filled his mouth with Big Al’s cum to let him taste the sweetness of him. Maybe next time. 

A Walk in the Park 

As she pulled into the car park Lisa quickly scanned the area. She had guessed that it would be deserted during the day but something like that was never certain. It was a public park after all. There was only one vehicle parked several spaces down from her. A white twin cap ute with a large number on the side. The type that are used in mines and construction sites. Her heart thumped in her chest. It had to be his. The urge to flee welled up in her for a moment. It was one thing to fantasise about this kind of thing, another to actually be here in a park waiting for your lover to come and take you on an adventure. 
With fluttering nerves in her stomach she checked her hair in the rear view mirror and then forced her wobbly legs to stand up beside her car. Her guess had been right, it was his car. He emerged as the same time as her. Gravel crunched under her feet as she walked over towards him.

“Hello,” she was surprised that her voice worked. 

“Hello,” he smiled down at her sending a wave of heat through her body. Not for the first time that day Lisa was aware of her cunt throbbing between her legs. Brent reached down and took her hand, “Let’s go for a walk and see what we can find shall we?” There was a glint in his eyes that reassured her that this was not going to be an innocent walk in the park. Between her legs she became aware of a hot wetness to accompany the aching throb caused by the feeling of his body against hers. 

They came to a deck overlooking a small lake. Egrets dabbled around in the shallows and further out a pair of ducks swam peacefully. 

“Nice place,” Brent commented as he put his arms around Lisa and bent down to kiss her lips. Heat melted through her entire body as she felt herself surrounded by his body. The quiet power of his large frame almost overwhelmed her, she was entirely putty in his arms, completely at his mercy. Still kissing her he moved her around so that she was resting against the railing of the deck. His hand travelled down her back and over her arse, seeking the hem of her dress. Eagerly she opened her legs, inviting him to touch her wherever he pleased. 

He did not disappoint, without hesitation his hand found the waist of her panties and slipped down over her mound to enter her slick wet slit. She whimpered against his mouth as he stroked her lightly, all the while keeping her pressed against him with his other arm. 

“Someone is a bit excited,” he whispered, looking down at her intently. The heat in Lisa’s body was matched by the fire she saw in his eyes. In response, she pressed her hand against the front of his jeans.

“I think we both are,” she responded with a sly grin. 

“Lets see where this path goes,” he took her hand and led her into the bush. Behind them Lisa thought that she heard the crunch of a footstep. She wanted to look over her shoulder but she didn’t want to alert Brent to the secret she shared with her husband. Beside the track they had followed was a convenient log, Brent sat down and pulled her towards him so that she was standing in front of him. His hand stroked the inside of her leg as his fingers worked their way inside the elastic of her panties. Automatically Lisa parted her knees and let out a sigh of anticipation. She was not dissapointed his fingers worked their way into her dripping wet cunt. 

“If you weren’t wearing any panties I could out my tongue in there,” he whispered urgently. 

“I can fix that,” she replied equally as urgently wriggling her arse as her knickers hit the ground. 

Brent reached down, picked them up and stuffed them into the pocket of his jeans, “For later,” he grinned before he lifted the hem of her skirt to slide his tongue into her slit. Lisa let out a throaty groan as he teased her swollen throbbing clit. Her fingers gripped the back of his head, pushing his face against her pussy. For a moment she opened her eyes, long enough to catch a glimpse of a familiar figure standing against a tree about 50 meters away from them. She smiled seductively at him allowing herself to fantasise for a moment about what would be waiting for her at home tonight. 

The feeling of a finger slipping inside her brought Lisa’s attention quickly back to the present. Her knees parted further and she looked down into a pair of intently burning eyes. “I think you need something else to fill that space,” he commented as his fingers fucked her slowly. She had lost the ability to speak properly, but she managed a nod in response. 

Quickly Brent unzipped his jeans and lifted his hips to free his cock. Unable to stop herself Lisa bent down and slid her lips down over his velvety warm shaft. Her tongue swirled around the head of his erection before she took a second stroke sinking her lips down as far as she could. The head of his cock pressed against her throat but she welcomed the feeling of her throat being filled. She held her mouth there for as long as she could before he lifted her away. 

“I want to fuck you,” he said simply as he rolled a condom down his cock before he grasped her around her hips and guided her down on to him. 

As the tip of his cock touched her cunt he gripped her harder resisting her motion downwards. The urge to slam him inside her was strong and she fought him for a moment. 

“This is the best part,” he whispered, “feel it.” 

There was a faint sheen of sweat on his forehead as he struggled to control himself as well as her. Slowly he slid her down on to him the wet folds of her cunt opened over him, welcoming his hot cock as it filled her. When he was fully inside her he held her still on his lap twitching his cock inside her. 

“The only thing that would make this better would be if your husband was watching,” He said. 

The look on his face made Lisa wonder for a moment if he had guessed the setup she had planned. Did he know her husband was back there loitering beside a tree watching them? 

Brent moved her hips rocking the hardness of his cock against her g spot. Suddenly it didn’t matter all that mattered was the cock inside her, the strong arms around her and the pleasure that was coursing through her body. She struggled to be quiet conscious that anyone could happen along and find them but in the end she didn’t care she just wanted to be fucked, hard. 

She wasn’t disappointed.