1. Ingrid: her story


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

    usually some moments before my orgasm: that there is another man present who looks on. And sighs with misery, for he wants to fuck me too so much … but he isn’t allowed to. Such fun. Oh Jan, what are you saying now? Willem was all for it. “Yes! If I can’t get you, I’d find it very exciting at least to see you, preferably in action.” Oh Willem, what are you saying? And Jan completely agreed. I felt hot and moist in the groin. And my nipples itched, and my throat constricted with excitement. Ah guys! Do you really mean that? I breathed deeply. And said yes. But then the guys would have to make the game completely real. Particularly, the rejected one would have to remain really unsatisfied. I would not come to him afterwards either, and he was not supposed to masturbate. (Jeeesus. Did I really dare say that aloud? I felt all wet between the thighs.) And Willem and Jan both found it a mighty good idea. Oh my God. Now I’m going to do something really bad. But it seems this will be an unforgettable night. Now two people will have an experience of incomparable pleasure. And one will have reason for incomparable regret. But he asks for it himself. And so the evening went on. We played cards, we all three lost all our clothes, and we became hornier and hornier. Of course the guys wanted me to keep on my nylon stockings and my high heels. I wore my hair pinned up, and I started to remove the pins. But Jan asked me to keep it high, “It’s such a lovely sight to see your smooth neck, and ...
    your ears.” Ah, at last an un- feminist compliment from Jan. Or maybe he was also exploring the possibility of feminism with sex. A pity that he found that out too late. Just half an hour earlier, before Willem arrived, it could have been different for him. But as to my hairdo: Willem liked it as well. That was even more important. So I kept my hair pinned up high. I cast a glance at Willem. Ah, what a fine body, lithe and supple … beautiful big stiff cock … I imagined how it would be if that one would move to and fro in my moist pleasure hole, with big strikes, the head rubbing my G-spot … Don’t think too much about that just now. There is a time for everything. But I started to long very much to feel his body to mine, his lips, his tongue, his broad chest against my tingling nipples. Willem smiled at me. Oh Willem, what a beautiful piece of flesh you are. And the way you laugh, oh Willem, let me play a little for a while, I won’t make you suffer for long. I don’t want to see you suffer, I want to see you beside yourself with pleasure, and I promise my orgasm will surpass anything you have ever seen in a woman before. I looked at Jan and smiled at him. Never let a man lose hope too soon, as I always say. But his body was not as beautiful as Willem’s. He was already sagging somewhat in places, and his belly bulged a bit, not like Willem’s. No, it was clear that Jan would have to be content with the idea of sex tonight. That ought to appeal to an idealist like him. By the way, ...
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