Cuckold's dilemma: Calvin's Saturday night
The rush of conflicting emotions threatened to overwhelm Calvin as he sat quietly on the cushioned wooden chair brought into the bedroom just for him. Placed squarely at the end of the bed where his wife of 10 years was riding her lover like a woman possessed. The sights and sounds of their coupling occupying his senses as he watches his wife moving up and down on the rock hard shaft impaling her on every down stroke. Two large hands hold tight on her cheeks as she rides, not wanting to give up their grip on the very same cheeks that Calvin was made to kiss before he and his wife Shawna left their house that night.
Since he was such a good boy, she even let him kiss her perfectly manicured pussy, which she made him shave for her and her lover. While he kissed his wife's pristine pussy, he was reminded that the next time he's this close, he'll be tasting her and Dave's cum. And with a shake her of taut little buns, she wedged his nose tight in her most intimate parts, before pushing him back away, and letting him know what a little pervert he is.
Now he was watching the superior cock of her lover Dave, as he slid deep inside of Shawna, hitting spots that Calvin's "little guy" could never get to. If he thought his CB 3000 cock cage was tight at home, watching her get ready and then kissing her most intimate spots...this was 10 times worse. Every second his little guy wanted to break through the cage, hoping for release. And every second he was denied. Reminded that he won't be getting hard and enjoying Shawna in any way, other than to taste both of them from her freshly cummed in pussy.
Watching her sliding long and slow up and down his superior pole, the cuckold's dilemma both humiliated him and drove him wild with lust. Enough so that after the first time they fucked, with Shawna on her back as Dave buried himself inside her, he literally dribbled through his cage watching her lover's balls tense up and relax as Dave pumped his cum deep inside Calvin's beautiful wife. Without being able to control himself, Calvin found himself crawling toward his wife's outstretched legs, ready to try to lick her to another orgasm. A way to show her he's still useful to her sexually...to try to 'claim' her for himself again.
Hearing her voice while he licked at her freshly fucked slit "that's it cucky, just like that, get all our cum."
He licked and sucked at her beautiful pussy, as he always thought of it, until she found herself humping and gyrating her hips on his face, smearing him in their mixed juices. When she finally came on his face, he felt a wave of accomplishment, confident that he could still make her cum, even without using his "little guy".
'Maybe she'll unlock me tonight. I could show her that I can make her cum the old fashioned way.'
The fleeting thoughts ran through his mind as she closed her legs down to deny him access, before pointing to her lover's cock, and giving the simple command "He needs cleaned too."
Hearing a loud groan shook him out of his trance, looking up again to see those large muscular hands of her lover gripping her ass cheeks, holding her in place hovering a full 6 inches or more off his lap. Calvin thought about how superior her lover was, just because he would have popped out of her well before that. Instead he watches on as Dave hooks his heels in the mattress and begins thrusting up into his beautiful angel of a wife Shawna, from below. Watching the shake and soft ripple of her buns each time Dave's cock reached the peak of its arch. How he wished he could try to do just what Dave is doing. Catching himself mid fantasy as Dave speeds up until his hips hammer against Shawna as he holds her completely still, pounding her from below.
He hears his wife's telltale moans turning higher pitch as she nears an orgasm. The low moans turn to short screams as she absorbs the brunt of his thrusting and her tight slit spreads to take his invader deeper than Calvin will ever feel. He watches the superior cock slam into his beautiful wifey, his balls slapping against her with each shove upward, before she goes completely rigid against him, one long low moan that sounds vaguely like the words "I'm cummmmmming".
Without thinking, he goes to grab for his cock, ready to jerk at the sight. Finding only the plastic prison keeping him from release, and the slick fluid dribbling from his tip, through the end of his cage. The sights and sounds have been too much for Calvin, as he's leaked down onto his chair, just from watching Shawna cum on her lover's cock.
As soon as her orgasm begins to die down, Dave let's her slam down fully onto his shaft, impaling her to extend her orgasm a few more blissful seconds. The velvety tight grip encompassing his entire shaft, leaving him glistening with a ring of frothy juices at his base.
Calvin hears a few words exchanged, knowing her heard her say "love", "cock", "so much bigger" and "cum" while she breathed the words into Dave's ear. He can only assume that she told him how much she loves his cock, and how much bigger it is than his own, and that she wants his cum. He knows he'll be licking her again soon.
'Hopefully it's just her this time' he thinks to himself, not loving the job of cleaning her bull as much as licking her to another orgasm. Part of him blocks out the fact that he's tasting her bull's sperm when he tastes her. When he's cleaning her bull though, there's no way to pretend.
As he's thinking about his next task, he sees Shawna pull up completely off Dave's rod, a full 8 inches of glistening power pulls free from her body, before slapping down on his stomach. Already knowing what he wants, Shawna flips over on her hands and knees, facing her husband, as Dave maneuvers into position between her legs. He can see the exact moment she's penetrated, as her eyes close at the luxurious feeling of his solid inches sliding back 'home' into her body.
Not stopping until his hips push against he backs of her legs, Dave begins pumping long and slow into her body from behind. Both hands on her hips to shove her away as he pulls back, and yank her to him as he slams home. The pert bounce of her cheeks as he hits home each time drive Dave to start thrusting faster. Her grip tight around his entire shaft at the peak of his thrusts drive him to always bottom out inside her, not wanting to ever full leave her body. Her lips cling tight to his cock as she slides up and down the full length, a loud clapping noise each time he thunders home into her body.
