Mags sent me a few R rated photos during the “anniversary” getaway with her 19 year old boyfriend. One showed her standing naked at a window facing the sea. She twisted her torso just enough for me to see her tits pressing against the cold glass causing her nipples to stand erect. In another she was sprawled on the bed with her hands covering her fully exposed sex, her face flushed and that come hither look in her eyes. It reminded me of when that look was for me…then my next thought was she was looking at the photographer and that wasn’t me. She would give me a quick call when Sid was out buying takeout or at the package store. She never went into great detail always promising she was saving them for when we were alone again. I was told how everyone thought they made a cute couple and no one seemed to mention the obvious age difference. Mags felt that what others saw rendered that difference moot. He treated her with deference and affection in public and the romance was solidifying the fact of their being a giddy loving couple. She was ecstatic with his constant need to fuck her. She said he experimented in any and all positions. He didn’t care where they were, be it a shop, a cafe or an alleyway he would find a way to stick either his fingers or his cock into her. Mags said her pussy was always wet and ready to receive his attention. She was instructed not to wear underpants on their official anniversary dinner date. Sid took her to a tiny romantic restaurant where they were seated in an intimate little alcove. She said she noticed her legs being parted by Sid’s bare foot. She shot a quick glance around to see if anyone had noticed, but he told her in a quiet but commanding whisper to only look at him and act naturally. She nodded and took a sip of her wine as Sid slid his foot higher between her thighs. Mags rotated her hips, opened her thighs enough for his foot to reach her mons. Her breath caught as he began to rub his foot up and down the hood covering her already hardening clit. Sid held her gaze as he slid his foot down between her labia and as he neared her hole he shifted his angle of attack and pushed his big toe inside her. Mags moaned never once breaking eye contact with Sid. He raised his glass in a toast, smiled and said, “To us.” She later told me with all the men she slept with over the years Sid was the only one to toe-fuck her…and in public. She also mentioned she left a mess on that chair.
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All About Her. (M19-F41) (Cuckolding)
Mags and Sid have been an “item” for close to six months now. He refers to her as his girlfriend when they go out on dates and are seen in public. She’s decided to give up her trolling the personals in search of fuck buddies and give herself “completely” to Sid and his youthful, lusting cock. Over the past months she set him up in a little business in a distant part of the city where she can be his full time girlfriend and partner to their employees. She also bought him a used car an expense I thought was unwise and a bit over the top. How was she to explain his having a car out of our funds when I was not to be aware of their deepening relationship. Her response was it would be a business vehicle used for sales calls and deliveries. Since she was a partner it would be perfectly fine.
She was spending more and more time in his bed. She would send me photos of her in her panties and bra waiting for him to return to “their” bedroom to start another round of 19 into 41 math exercises. She would text me the pictures, tell me she loves me and promise I would get my turn when she returned. More than once Sid’s big sister would comment to him about the moaning and grunts she hears almost every day and/or night coming from his bedroom. Mags said he told her his sis was worried they’d break the bed. Did she know who it was getting pounded by her brother? Mags hadn’t bumped into her other than when she was there helping set up their business or his applying to Uni. All big sis knew was her brother had a seriously horny girlfriend.
About this time Mags returned one evening after work and, after pouring us both a glass of Malbec, said Sid had surprised her with a weekend getaway to celebrate their 6 month anniversary. He had booked a room in a bed and breakfast near the beach in a quaint little coastal village to the south. They were to depart the following Friday and return that Monday. I could tell she was going to go no matter what I said. She put her wine glass down and came to sit on my lap. I stood up, finished my glass and went for the bottle. “So, I am the clueless husband who lets my wife of over 20 years…” “Yes. That’s the role you are playing and have been playing for almost six months. Have you been taken care of in every way during that time? I told you I want this and I don’t see this ending. So it would be best for you to enjoy the ride.” She wasn’t wrong. I would receive photos of her on her knees sucking him off after I left for work or of her flashing her tits coming home late from a bar. The thing is she won’t let me see any shots nor video of them rutting. She said she didn’t want to expose me to anything said or done that could hurt my feelings. At first I wan’t sure what she meant but it didn’t take long for me to see he was constantly ridiculing me for being clueless as to my being cuckolded by a just turned 19 year old. And when he made those comments she agreed with him and how I was impotent and weak. Mags walked over to me, put her glass down and wrapped her arms around me. “Look, he wants to show me off as his girlfriend in a place none knows us. He wants to show me he’s a man who can take care of his girlfriend. I am to tell you I’m going to a buyer’s conference in Brighton. There actually is a conference there but that’s not the hamlet he chose. Less people…more relaxed. Please be understanding and I will thrill you with sexy photos and you can have me to yourself that following week.” I kissed her, smiled and just shook my head. She took my hand and led me upstairs for the reclaiming ceremony.
All About Her Part 10 [M18-F41] [Cuckolding]
As Mags was speaking my mind wandered back to those brief times she latched on to a new lover calling him her “boyfriend.” It was demeaning in a way. I was the one who permitted her satisfying her sexual urges and needs outside our marriage without recrimination and with love. Her words were sailing over my head as she outlined what our new relationship would be going forward with the lad she had been shagging for hours. The secret triangle…the dirty little secret. I could see the lustful excitement glowing in her eyes. She was determined to have his cock on call. She desperately wanted his attention and nothing I could say or do would make any difference. I am the one who allowed this lifestyle and, in a way, I understood her needs and my love for her overwrote my misgivings about playing the role and character of the clueless cuckold husband she was spinning. Perpetuating this fantasy was going to be difficult. She had no qualms about cucking me in order to continue draining him of every drop deep within whatever of her holes he chose.
All About Her Part 9 [M18-F41] [Cuckolding]
“What about ‘us’ do you want to talk about?” Mags noticed the small alarm clock glowing on the night stand, reached out, stroked his cheek and said, “Sid, it’s very late and I really need to get home before my hubby realizes how long I’ve been here. It was fun. You were an amazing lover…” Sid caressed her hand as it rested on his cheek and slid it down to his cock interrupting her train of thought and her ability to continue. She could feel it rise as he moved her hand over and around it. Soon she found her hand was moving on its own dealing long, tender strokes up and down the shaft. Sid groaned and leaned back as Mags fingers tightened and released with every change of direction. Her breathing was growing erratic. Quickly she could feel the heat and the musky scent of her need rising from between her legs. She pulled the bedclothes down freeing his fully erect prick and covered it with her mouth as she continued to jerk him off. Mags wanted him to cum. She wanted to swallow it down. Her brain clicked off and pure lust took over. She forgot about time. She forgot about being married. In that moment she forgot about me. She didn’t care about anything but satisfying this 18 year old’s craving of her sex. In that instant there was no tomorrow. She sucked him until her jaw hurt. She then mounted him and rode him until she could feel he was ready to shoot his load. She rolled off and had him straddle her face allowing him to finish in her mouth after which she cleaned every drop he had left inside and out.
All About Her Part 8 [M18-F41] [Cuckolding]
I must admit I was surprised at her even considering anal play since that had been a non starter for me. Mags could tell something was up, lifted her head and looked at me. She was an expert at reading me. My body had involuntarily reacted and she could feel the tension as she rested on me. “I can stop right here if you are uncomfortable with what I’m sharing with you. You wanted to know everything and I’m willing to describe everything we physically do for each others pleasure, but if it’ too much….” I cut her off. “You know I’ve always been understanding of your needs, it’s just that I thought the rules of penetration that apply to me would apply to everyone you sleep with. In all our time together you have never allowed me to….” Mags sat up and placed a finger over my lips. “You didn’t give me a chance to finish what I was going to say. Shall I continue?” She smiled. I took her hand in mine, returned her smile. “In for a penny. In for a pound. Sorry. Please continue.” Mags’ head returned to my lap as she picked up where she left off.
All About Her Part 7 [M18-F41] [Cuckolding]
Once back in our room I saw Mags leaning back against the headboard radiantly naked. As I sat down beside her she handed me a brandy and offered hers in a toast. “To us” she said smiling. I smiled back, kissed her and joined her in the toast. “To us” I replied. She took my chin pulling my face to hers for a soft kiss and looking into my eyes asked, “There’s more…are you ready to hear it now?” “Of course,” I said, “you were about to cum?” I sipped my drink as she recounted the next part of her date with our teenage neighbor.
All About Her Part 6 [M18-F41] [Cuckolding]
Mags smiled and said, “Are you sure you want to hear everything?” Somewhere deep inside my brain a voice was reminding me of my having been the one who encouraged her to go forward with his seduction, but something in her tone sent a slight shiver through me. I smiled, patted her leg and said, “Absolutely.”
Her evening started quickly. As soon as he closed the door (when I waved he was assured I had apparently believed Mags’ helping with college entrance info lie) he took her by the hand and started up the steps to his room. There was no awkwardness in his movement. His intent was clear. He had mentally been preparing for this to happen for some time. Before they made it to the top of the stairs he turned to her, smiled and excitedly said, I have something for you.” Mags had high hopes the ‘something’ was going to be what she desperately needed and was lusting after.
All About Her Part 5 [M18-F41] [Cuckolding]
By the time I made it to the top of the stairs I saw Mags’ had left a trail of clothes like breadcrumbs leading toward the shower. As I reached the door I had stripped off my pajamas, but was in such a rush to join her that I had forgotten to remove my socks. Thankfully it didn’t slow me down as my mouth devoured hers. My hands sought out her breasts, eventually slid through her trimmed pubic hair and began caressing her clitoral hood. She shifted her position leaning back against the glass door, propping her leg on the shower bench affording me easier access to her sex. My mouth moved to her breasts as she stroked my cock with her free hand. As I slid two fingers down gently separating the labia and into her she winced. Her reaction surprised me and I quickly but gently removed my hand. “What’s wrong? Did I hurt you? I trimmed my nails….” Mags looked at me and said, “It’s ok. Come on, Luv. Let’s keep going. Don’t want to waste that nice hard cock, now do we?” By that time she had turned off the shower and was drying herself as she headed for our bed. Still perplexed by her experiencing pain at my touch I followed suit and joined her in bed. She took over and serviced me with her mouth in her usual, spectacular way. She was a master, with tremendous oral skills. Her lips and tongue could work magic bringing you to the brink and back until your body screamed for release. Depending on her mood or level of arousal she would let you finish on her tits or swallow you dry. She is a marvel. I was, for that moment, oblivious to any and everything but her servicing me.
All About Her Part 4 [M18-F41] [Cuckolding]
Once Sid went in and shut the door I could visualize what he’d most likely been dreaming of awaiting him somewhere in that house. As I dried and put away the tea dishes I knew by now she would most likely be already giving him the ride of his young life along with all the trimmings. True to form she’d do her best to drain every ounce of cum he could generate and wouldn’t return home until he was unable to continue.
I popped a couple of sausage rolls into the crisper knowing she would probably be famished from the “workout” when she made her way home. I then cracked open a Pilsner, headed for my upstairs office and buried myself in work. When I finally completed my reports and handled a slew of emails I realized I had lost track of time. It was well after midnight and Mags hadn’t returned. I grabbed my phone and saw she had sent me three messages.
All About Her Part 3 [M18-F41] [Cuckolding]
I was in the finishing touches of getting our tea and sandwiches ready when Mags rushed in from the backyard, began stripping off her gardening clothes and called for me to follow as she headed for the shower upstairs. I gathered up her things and as I climbed the steps I began to unbuckle and unbutton in anticipation of a bit of unexpected soapy fun. But as soon as I opened the shower stall door Mags looked at me in such a way I knew I was mistaken. She smiled and shook her head as she sudsed and washed herself letting me know I wasn’t invited. She could see my disappointment and cooed that she would explain and for me to be patient. I smiled back, proceeded to buckle and button myself up and sat on our bed to wait.
She exited the shower wrapped in one towel drying her hair with another and sat sat her vanity. She began to brush her Auburn hair in long strokes, then faced me and excitedly recounted all that had transpired in the shed in minute detail. I could tell she was elated. It was if she had come to life again after being in a sexual coma for almost a full year. As I said earlier, she could always take care of my needs but hers surpassed my capabilities and we knew and accepted that within our union. So throughout lockdown most of her libidinous persona was in a medically induced coma.