Cuckold Club Jeffs Story

I've been waiting for this night for a long time. Ever since I got that first email, I've wanted to tell you how much pleasure I get from watching my wife in bed with another man. There's the stool. The floor is open. Here I go.

"Hi, I'm Jeff, and I'm a cuckold."

"Hi, Jeff."

Jennie and I have a sure-fire way of finding men to pleasure her when we are feeling randy. We rent a hotel room near our offices. Since we both work in office buildings, we either pick our mark early in the day and get him lined up for after work, or we pick up some guy at random in a bar. The former is safer because we can be pretty certain he doesn't have any diseases, but the latter can be more exciting because of the uncertainty factor. I don't mean we are looking to catch a bug. I'm referring to the fact that we know nothing about what turns him on. There's a lot of fun exploration involved. We've learned a few things that we now enjoy at home.

When we are planning to play, Jennie wears a short dress to work so her long slim legs are properly displayed. After work she puts her bra and panties into her car and goes to our rendezvous place. I don't believe she needs a bra. Her 34Ds can pass the pencil test.

There is a bar near our offices called The Tender Trap. It's a singles' place. We don't care if the guy is single. You'd be surprised how many married men we find there looking for a little strange pussy. Generally, we try to pick up a married guy. He is less apt to want to brag about his conquest -- actually our conquest of him -- in places that might ruin our professional reputations.

One afternoon a man was sitting at the bar nursing a drink. His shoulders were up around his ears. We guessed he had had a rough day at work. The place was fairly quiet. It was too early for the band, and there wasn't a big crowd. The number of patrons and staff were about equal. We had the bartender give him another of whatever he was drinking.

He looked to his left and noticed us. We raised our glasses when he made eye contact with Jennie. We were wearing business suits. She opened her jacket, pulled the right side back, and placed her hand on her hip. Her nipple was clearly visible through her blouse. I simply smiled.

He picked up his half-finished drink and the one we paid for and started toward us. We got up and went to a table. He followed. I extended my hand to him. "Hi, I'm Jeff," I said, "and this is my wife, Jennie. Please join us."

He set the drinks down and shook my hand. "I'm Phil," he said. "Thank you for the drink. What can I do for you?"

We seated him between us. She sat very close to him, much closer than one would expect from a stranger. "What are you drinking?" she asked. "The barkeep wouldn't tell us."

"Scotch," he said.

"Doubles, I see," she cooed. "That's pretty serious drinking."

"I had a rough day at work. My boss was on my back all day."

"Maybe his boss was riding him, too," I said. "In my company, when the higher-ups decide to do a project, they want it done yesterday."

"That's basically the way most outfits work," he said.

"You seem rather tense," Jennie said.

"I am," he said. "I figured I should unwind a bit before going home so I don't snap at my wife and kids. They didn't do anything, so I shouldn't take it out on them."

"Maybe we can help you loosen up," I said. "I should say maybe Jennie can help loosen you up."

She leaned against his side and kissed his cheek. He turned his head toward her so quickly their foreheads collided. "I'm sorry," he said. "I didn't expect that. What are you getting at?"

"Jeff likes to share me with other men," Jennie whispered, "and I like being shared."

He looked at me. "I don't follow you," he said.

"Sex is the best relaxer I know of," I said. "It's safer than booze. You don't have to worry about a cop stopping you if you get too relaxed."

"I must be a little dense. None of this conversation is making any sense."

"Don't you think an hour in bed with Jennie would relax you?" He looked back at her. She had opened a couple more buttons on her blouse to expose the creamy flesh of her bounteous bosom. Her gray eyes locked on his. "Isn't she beautiful? What man could resist her?" She put her hand on the back of his head and pressed her full lips against his. He was stunned by our aggressiveness, especially hers. After fifteen seconds he realized she had no intention of releasing him unless he responded. Reluctantly he began to return the kiss. Her mouth opened, and her tongue brushed across his lips making him gasp. She took his hand in hers and shoved it inside her blouse. Her breast nicely filled his hand. He circled her nipple with his fingertip. She replied by tightening her grip on his neck. After a couple minutes he forcibly removed her hand from his neck. She looked deeply into his eyes and breathed heavily.

"Just what is it you want from me?" he asked.

"We want you to fuck me while Jeff watches," Jennie said lustily. "I'm getting hot just thinking about it. I need you, Phil. I need you deep inside me." She put her hand on the bulge in his pants. "You want me, too. Don't you?"

"Look, I'm married," he stammered holding up his left hand.

"We are too," I said. "We act on our fantasies; we don't repress them. Haven't you ever wondered what your wife looks like when she's getting fucked? I don't mean just her face when you're on top of her, but her whole body. I love being in bed with Jennie, but I can only see bits and pieces of her. I like to see the whole woman, her legs, her pussy, her curled toes when she cums. To do that I have to put some distance between her and me. That requires a third party, another man."

"I like seeing him in action, too," Jennie said. "We get other women too. Tonight, it's his turn to watch."

"I'll be sitting in a chair," I said. "I'm not into men. She's not into women. We don't take pictures. Afterward you will never see us again."

Jennie's hand continued to stroke his cock through his pants. Her eyes remained locked on his. "Come on, Phil," she whispered. "We have a hotel room across the street. You'll be on your way home in an hour anyway. If you stay here, you'll be tipsy; your driving ability will be impaired. If you come with us, you'll be sober, relaxed, and alert in traffic."

"You make it sound like it's my civic duty," he said. "I hate to waste your money by leaving this drink untouched."

"It will be better for you, for us, if you leave it alone," she said. "You're nervous. It's understandable. I'll help you relax."

Their lips met again. Jennie is irresistible.

The hotel room had a standard layout. The bathroom was just inside the door. The king-size bed was against the wall around the corner from the bathroom. The tv was on the dresser opposite the bed. A table with two chairs sat between the bed and the balcony window. I pulled a chair out away from the table and sat down facing the bed. I didn't bother to close the drapes.

Jennie kicked off her shoes and sat in the center of the bed. He was as nervous as a high school kid copping his first feel of a breast. Before him was a gorgeous brunette with enormous tits whose only desire was to get his prick into her cunt. She patted the bed, and he sat down.

She opened his suit jacket and helped him out of it. Next she removed his tie and opened the collar of his shirt. Rising to her knees, Jennie unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it out of his pants. It landed on the floor with his jacket and tie. His shoes and socks went next. Somewhere in the recesses of his mind he knew her husband was watching them. Her lips on his chest drove away all awareness of my presence. As she laid atop him, he helped her out of her jacket. He pulled her blouse from under the waistband of her skirt. It, too, joined the garments on the floor.

Within a couple minutes he was completely naked. She took his dick into her mouth and began sucking like she was afraid it would melt. He was rock-hard in seconds. She pushed him onto his back. Her legs straddled his head. He pushed her skirt up and found she wasn't wearing panties. Her moist snatch lowered itself onto his mouth. Her musky scent was intoxicating. His tongue probed her smoothly shaven slit in search of her clit. Her found her mini-dick and wrapped his lips around it imitating her actions on his cock. Her nether lips opened on their own to allow him to lick around her nub. She let his meat fall out of her mouth. Her hips bucked against his jaw as her climax overwhelmed her.

Climbing off her face, she threw her skirt towards the window. He rolled her onto her back and began kissing her long neck. He slowed down and took his time working his way down to her tits. Lingering over her mammaries, he tongued circles around them. Her nipples were rigid long before his lips reached them. Her hands rested gently on his neck while he played with her breasts. His vision was restricted to the creamy flesh of her mounds. Her flat tummy beckoned, and he moved down to place kisses all over it. Her navel came into view. His tongue twirled around the indentation. Her breathing was deep and rapid when he got to her pussy. His tongue found her clit again. He licked the folds of her labia around it slowly going up the left side and down the right. He wrapped her stiff clit between his lips and hummed a low note. Her hips convulsed immediately. Her legs clamped his ears against his skull. Her juices squirted against his face.

He crawled up over her. Her hand led his ramrod to her dripping tunnel. He was encased in her cunt with a single thrust. Jennie drew her legs up to allow him to penetrate as deeply into her as possible. He hooked his arms under her knees to hold them up and pumped her pussy with long slow strokes. He pulled back until only the tip of his prick was at her pussy lips, then rammed quickly back in. She gasped with delight each time their lips made contact. His pace increased. She returned his thrusts with her own. Her face was contorted with lust as her orgasm approached again. His loins tensed up, and his nut sac rose. Her pussy muscles contracted at the same time he shot his first burst of seed into her womb. Her hips bucked rhythmically against him each time he sent a pulse of cum into her. Her arms tightened pressing her breasts against his chest. With a final gasp, she went limp and flopped back on the bed. He collapsed on her panting heavily.

After catching his breath, Phil raised up on his elbows and gazed into her smiling face. His shriveling dick slipped out of her. "Thank you," Jennie said softly. "That was wonderful. I've never had anyone hum on my clit before."

"You were right," he said. "This is relaxing. I think I can be civil to my family now." He stood up and looked at me. "I hope we meet again."

"Even if our paths cross, this won't happen. I never fuck a man twice. There are lots of other horny women for you to play with."

I stood up. My pants bulged out. There was a damp spot on my crotch. "You're one of the best we've met," I said as I extended my hand to him. "Thank you for giving her a good time. I guess you should be going home."

He dressed quickly. Jennie walked him to the door naked with his cum dripping down her legs.

As she laid down on the bed, I stripped off my clothes and buried my face between her thighs. Phil's thick sex fluid oozed out of her hot cunt onto my eager tongue. I sucked as much of the sticky fluid from her love tunnel as I could before burying my ramrod into her hot barrel. My hips bounced off hers. She was still tight from Phil's making her cum over and over. Her cunt felt like a tight wet glove gripping my tool. As I approached my point of no return, my vision blurred. Sound disappeared. All my senses focused on my groin. My balls rose, and my back arched to bury my prick as deeply into her possible. My sperm roared up my shaft into her womb. Her pussy squeezed and squeezed pushing my rigid meat out of her. Unable to breathe, I collapsed on top of her.

I hear a lot of heavy breathing. Maybe I will get to see some of you fuck Jennie.