1. My Hypersexed Wife Becomes a Fuck-Sleeve and Cum-Dump for My Friends and Coworkers


    Date: 8/17/2016, Categories: Cuckold, Author: edlangston, Rating: 15, Source: LushStories

    sweet pussy and big clit, I encouraged her to tell me about the boys she fucked in high school. I wanted to hear all of the details of where, who, and how many boys fucked her, and I especially wanted to hear about the boy’s cocks, balls, and cum loads. Sometimes I asked her to taunt me with the details of her favorite boys, and it became clear that she mostly liked fucking the boys with the bigger cocks. She most often talked about Tommy, who has an uncircumcised, thick, ten inch cock that she was able to take all the way to his huge balls. Then there was David, who has a nine inch cock, which is even thicker than Tommy’s. At times she would even tease me about having a smaller cock, and how much better those larger cocks felt inside of her. Later she even began telling me eat all of the cum those boys pumped into her. Samantha lived with me through the fall and winter of that first year, and in the spring I proposed to her. By that time we were amazingly close, and totally tuned in to one another’s sexual needs and fantasies. We were married that summer, and Jason was my best man. He still couldn’t understand how I could have fallen for such a slut (his words), but he was still very supportive of us, and cordial with Samantha. We went on a one week honeymoon and stayed at the Grand Hotel on Mackinac Island, which is between the Upper and Lower Peninsulas of Michigan. We had fun sightseeing and swimming on the island and other locations in the area, but spent most of our ...
    time fucking in our room. After the honeymoon, we were still living in my apartment, and saving for a down payment on a house. I had made some friends at work, and got to know some of Samantha’s friends and work associates, but Jason was still my best friend in Appleton. The first weekend after we returned from our honeymoon, he invited us to dinner as a way of congratulating us on our marriage. He had broken up with his girlfriend, so it was just the three of us. The food was excellent, and we had wine and mixed drinks with dinner. It was very uncharacteristic of Samantha to drink outside the privacy of our apartment, but we were in a celebratory mood. I know that I had way too much to drink, and was happy that Jason had offered to drive that night. We got home at around 10:00 pm, and I invited Jason in to have a night-cap with us. I was so inebriated that I could barely make the drinks, and we sat down in our living room to talk. I took the first seat I came to, which was the chair across from the couch, and Samantha and Jason sat on opposite ends of the couch. Samantha was being her usual vivacious self, telling Jason all about our honeymoon, and was even chattier due to all that she had to drink. I felt myself fading away in the chair, and pretty soon their voices were just a hum of background noise as I slowly passed out. I don’t know how long I was out, but it seemed like maybe fifteen minutes. Then I heard voices again, only this time much softer, and I squinted my eyes ...
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