1. Irene's Story - Chapter 2: Oscar Takes Me Dancing


    Date: 10/24/2017, Categories: Cuckold, Author: submissivemom72, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories

    each other. I moaned encouragement. I slid my hand between us, grabbing his upper thigh before slowly finding his erect penis. The bulge in the front of his trousers was much larger and thicker than the package Oscar had. I could not tell for certain, but Johan felt like his was at least two inches thick and well over six inches long. I stroked up and down the shaft a few times as I whispered, "Oh my, you're a big boy. You have a very nice package there. You are much bigger than my husband." The music ended, and without asking permission or concurrence, Johan escorted me back to his table. I momentarily considered excusing myself to check in with Oscar at his table. I considered seeing if he was doing okay with this adventure. Was he getting jealous? Was he regretting pushing me into this? Had he seen enough? But I quickly decided no, I was enjoying this adventure myself. I enjoyed having this young Nordic god fondle me. I was enjoying the attention. It was terribly flattering that a forty-two year old woman could attract a very handsome Norwegian who was in his early twenties. And honestly, I suddenly felt that Oscar had set this adventure in motion. If he was having second thoughts now... well, too bad! He would have to deal with his jealousy and anxiety. His previously shy, pure and faithful wife had discovered a side of her sexuality that she was determined to explore further. In fact, part of the excitement was the thought that my husband was getting a bit jealous seeing ...
    how another young man found his wife so irresistibly attractive - and that his wife was responding. I mean, this is what he wanted, right? This is what he asked me to do. I mean, he sort of coerced me into this, didn't he? This was his doing, not mine, I reasoned. Johan and I cuddled in the booth located on the back wall of the disco. He ordered me a double vodka cranberry juice. I was pleased that he remembered what I was drinking. I let my hand rest on his inner thigh and he draped his arm around my shoulders. His fingers were gently brushing against my erect nipple. Anyone looking our way could see my young blonde lover teasing my breast. No one would have any doubt; tonight I was his. "So, where do you live?" I asked as I massaged his inner thigh. "I am on holiday from Stavanger? You?" "I live here in Barcelona. Do you have a family?" I asked. "No, I am single. Never married. What about you?" "I have been married to the same man for thirteen years. We have two daughters. My girls are home with a babysitter tonight." "Where is your husband tonight while you are out playing?" I smiled broadly. Okay, let's see how Johan handles this answer , I thought to myself, amused at the possible reactions I might get. "He is right here in the club watching me play. Does that shock you?" "Seriously? No way! Where?" Johan's voice revealed a combination of shock, disbelief and intrigue. "He is right over there, at that table by the dance floor" I said, pointing directly at Oscar. I loved ...
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