1. Ingrid: her story


    Date: 10/16/2015, Categories: Cuckold, Author: singlecuckold, Rating: , Source: LushStories

    out to be Willem, whom I had also met at the dancing school. Ah yes, Willem! An attractive guy of about thirty, tall, lean, with black curls and dark twinkling eyes. And always fittingly flirtatious to tickle my feminine ego, without ever being coarse. Like today: he greeted me with the words, “Oh Ingrid, how beautiful you are again today!” I would like Willem to come a bit closer to me, yes, to taste his lips, and oh to feel the warmth of his body to my skin … I knew I wouldn’t be his only lover, but I would like to have the opportunity … just to be alone with him. For that opportunity simply never came. Every time I saw Willem there were other people around. So I never got the chance. To taste his lips and feel his body, I mean. And as if the devil was playing games, it was the same tonight. The last time Willem visited me, my friend Paula was there too, and looked at him as if she wanted to eat him alive. And now my friend Jan was there, and looked as if he could eat me . But OK, Willem looked exactly the same way at me, so I still had some hope. But now I really began to think how I could get Jan out of the way without being rude. By the way, our conversation was still about women and sex. Willem also has very correct views on that, at least, he tries to make me believe that. But Willem is very good at making me laugh about it, and that makes all the difference in the world. Like this one, “Jan is completely right. Women have the right not to be judged by their ...
    sexuality. But if they are beautiful, they have the privilege to be judged for it after all. That means to be admired, that won’t hurt their rights. And we both admire you, don’t you, Jan?” To this Jan swallowed, and nodded. Ah, feminism with sex! On high heels, I’d fondly hope. I like that version much better than the politically correct one. And Willem even contrives to make Jan admit he admires me too, although only non-verbally. He is also very good at making completely unexpected remarks, so that you’re at a loss what to say. So he did this time: he suddenly proposed, just like that, to play strip poker. In the presence of a rival. In my confusion I asked Jan what he thought about it. I don’t know why, maybe I hoped that his courage would fail him as usual, and that he would say, ‘Oh no, Willem, I’d prefer not to!’ But no, Willem’s unabashed move had convinced Jan he couldn’t stay behind. So Jan also wanted to play strip poker. And even more, he actually had the guts to confess. Jesus. What now? Some women are fond of threesomes, but that’s not my taste at all. Usually there is only one man I really desire, and the other one is only a nuisance. So I refused, with an aching feeling of regret. Ah Willem! I’ll call you tomorrow, I thought. “But then why don’t you pick one of us? Then only one man will remain unsatisfied, but otherwise all three of us.” Said who? Said Jan. Jeeesus. He even touched a chord, somewhere deep down in me. I often have these fantasies when making love, ...
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