1. "Sue and the Bad Lads!"


    Date: 9/24/2016, Categories: BDSM, Mature, Voyeur, Author: naughtyboy300, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    This is a true story of my first experience of cuckoldry. I was 22, young and quite attractive. I had read stories in magazines about readers wives having sex with other men etc, but this was just before the internet and I knew very little else. I'd just finished a relationship with a woman that ended badly. She'd just wanted me for the sex and had been unfaithful to me. Despite my anger toward the guy that I never met, I found myself wanking off in my student room while imagining her with him. I didn't understand quite why, or that there was a fairly common fetish about it among people, and I'd never heard the word for it. I was visiting a woman in her fifties, in the more rural parts of the area, to learn about paganism and such things. The Priestess was a woman named Sue, who was blond, quite busty and raunchy looking while dressing demurely. She gradually seduced me, and we'd spend some long afternoons on her long couch, talking about sex and fantasies, and I'd often massage her feet with oils and get her quite sexed up, after which she'd often mount me and we'd fuck. It was good. We liked each other and I must admit I fell for her. She'd been some kind of model in her youth, but never went into it. She also used to tease me about something she'd once done when she was younger and wilder. My cock used to arise and throb as she told me she'd gone into a soldiers' barracks once after a night out and had a gangbang with some of them. I didn't realise she was moulding my ...
    feelings and desires into what she wanted, quite deliberately. I'm not nerdy and I don't have a small penis, I'm not that type. I was shy and sensitive though, and she was very domineering. It was supposed to be a pagan circle, but at this time there weren't many members and the only others lived hundreds of miles away and I'd never met them. It was just me and her, all winter, and into the summer. She told me my tribe were the Cornovii, meaning &#034People of the Horn.&#034 She was the head and boss of the circle, and the rules were largely that members, especially neophytes, must be subordinate and learn from her. One weekend I arrived on the Friday and she told me she had a certain lesson to teach me. She didn't go into detail yet, but I was to make myself a headdress that evening, from materials we bought, which had horns. I set about it and did a fairly good job. We didn't have sex that night, she said she was waiting for the Saturday. I looked forward to it of course. At least I did at that point. Early on the Saturday morning, we went down the long lane to the little local shop, for some groceries. There were a group of young lads who I think worked on a farm not far away, about ages 19 or 20, gathered outside the shop smoking. They greeted her and Sue told me to go inside and get the shopping, while she had a chat with them. A little perturbed, I went in and did so. The door was open, and as I traversed round the shop doing my duty, I caught some of their conversation. ...
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