1. She said...


    Date: 5/7/2016, Categories: Cuckold, Author: dirty_chop, Rating: 13, Source: LushStories

    together had my nipples hardening. I soaked the washcloth as I situated myself on the bed. Then spreading my legs, let the moist, hot material come to rest on my pussy. It was so hot it was nearly uncomfortable, but I wasn't going to let on to not enjoying anything about the night. "I've been lonely. And maybe a little bit, lazy," I whimpered a bit. "So now, we're going to fix that," I told him taking the cloth away. After rubbing a small dab of shaving gel into my hand, I rubbed it over my sex, and began to shave any remaining stubble to a baby-smooth set of lips. "Well, this is new," he offered. That's it? That's what you have to tell me here, and now? I'm working this seductive routine here and the best you can do is 'this is new'? You selfish, indignant fuck. I kept my composure, and grinned as I finished. Then leaning back on the bed, I flicked my finger in and out of my lips a few times. The fact of the matter is I was so pissed that I wasn't even wet. I was pissed, and ashamed, and hurt, and angry, and on and on. I moved back over to him and started to grind my newly bald, naked, not yet box up and down his legs. The grinding was starting to help, but the timing was all wrong. My guest should've arrived by now? What the hell? My plan was falling apart right bef-... knock, knock. "A little champagne," I told him hopping off. I slipped into a light robe and answered the door. Just in time... When Justin came in and looked around, he was a little bit confused. Justin ...
    was my college crush. He was my standing date for anything, random make-out buddy, slumber party friend, and my first, well, pretty much everything...literally. I told him we were having a party for my twin sister here tonight, with whom he was also friends, though in not the same way. We'd only seen each other in passing since we'd graduated, and he and Chris had met. They were social enough, letting the past stay in the past. So when he showed up and saw me barely covered and Chris in a chair across the room, I can understand his confusion. Chris was immediately furious. "Kristen, what the fuck?!" "Oh hush, you," I responded playfully. "Have a seat, and stay put. Justin, come on in. I'll explain everything". And my explaination was pushing Justin against the wall, jumping up to wrap my arms and legs around him, and kiss him furiously with my naked skin pushing against him. "Kristen, no really...what is going on here?," Justin asked in earnest. "Here's the deal," I said casually. "Chris is caught. Busted. He's been hammering his shitty little cock into everything he could reach for the past year. Isn't that right, honey? And a good deal of that time was when? While I was pregnant if my math is right?" Chris stood in protest. "Sit the fuck down!," I commanded. I wasn't sure what to expect quite honestly? Would he yell? Scream? Cuss? Get physical with either of us? I wasn't particularly scared. Justin was plenty big, and even though we only saw one another from time to time, I ...