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For the love of Irene

Date: 9/6/2015, Categories: Cuckold, Author: JWren, Rating: 24, Source: LushStories

two fingers inside. Thomas stroked his robust length and Irene watched, fascinated, as the purple head bulged enormously, opening up the one-eye for the first spume of cream. It soared and splashed down on Irene’s chest, followed by two more arcs which splattered on her stomach before a final crescent landed among her matted pussy hairs and on shaky thighs. Thomas teased out the last drops, shaking and flicking them onto Irene’s legs and then watched as she dipped her fingers into a pool of cum and sucked them in her mouth. “Hmm,” she murmured, her eyes bright and gazing at the cock which had given her so many treats. She smacked her lips together and then smiled, “Thank you.” “A pleasure,” said Thomas, dismounting the bed. “Yes, thank you, Thomas,” said Oliver, rising from his chair. His cock was withered, having shriveled after his much earlier ejaculation when Irene screamed out during the first of her mega orgasms. He couldn’t contain his happiness at Irene’s obvious enjoyment. He just had to cum. The sound of Oliver’s voice startled Irene: lost in her elation and euphoria, she had forgotten he was in the room. She turned her head and glanced at him. She noted his limp, small penis and compared it with the tube dangling heavily between Thomas’s thighs. Oh my, she thought, will I ever be able to feel Olly again? “I’ll have a quick shower and be gone,” said Thomas, strolling to the bathroom. “Fine,” said Oliver, “go ahead.” He walked across to the bed, perched on the edge ... and put his hand between Irene’s open legs. He slid two fingers into her soppy hole and Irene contracted her muscles, gripping him tight. He smiled. “See, that was good, wasn’t it?” He leaned to kiss his wife’s smiling lips. “Yes, Olly, it was. I never realised just how big a cock can be and what it can do.” Irene gasped, blushing, and put a hand to her mouth. “Oh, Olly, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean...” “Sush, sush,” Oliver interrupted. “I am not upset, my darling. I knew I wasn’t giving you what you needed. I’ve told you that for years.” “Hmm, you have.” “And now you agree, yes?” Irene looked into her husband’s brown eyes. “And you’re still happy with what happened, Olly? You sitting here, watching me get fucked. That’s alright with you?” “Of course, my sweetheart, of course. I loved watching you get so much pleasure, so much more physical pleasure than I can give you. I love you and I’ll do anything to prove it. You know that.” Irene nodded. “I know, I know. I guess I never realised just how much.” Oliver stood and leaned over to kiss Irene’s damp forehead. Straightening up, he said, “I guess you’ll want to do it again sometime.” Irene shuffled up to lean on one elbow, a cheek resting on her fist. “Guess I just might,” she smiled as more juices seeped from her pussy. “But isn’t Thomas expensive?” “Oh, I don’t mean think we’ll need Thomas again. Not for a long while anyway. I have other plans, my darling. Other surprises up my sleeve.” “Oh,” said Irene. Her disappointment that ...