The start of it all.
With the virus running wild and no boyfriend for my wife for a while, I've had time to think about where my cuckold fetish started. My first thoughts are this is how it began.
When I was a teenager I was heavily into martial arts. My team traveled all over the country and abroad, taking part in tournaments. We happened to be in Cork, Ireland, for a tourney against the local outfit. The fights were on Saturday, so that night we all went out on the town. The other guys were all mid to late twenties and up for shagging some local pussy. I was the the youngest (19) and quite shy, I had one sexual partner, my high school girlfriend, who was now my ex so I was single. The guys quickly got talking to some locals girls, chatting them up, buying them drinks etc., while I sat on the fringes, watching their moves. I didn't notice a girl sitting down beside me. I turned and said hi and blushed. She started chatting away, asking questions and I got more relaxed and bought her a drink. She was mid twenties, quite plain looking, glasses curly hair and a baggy flowery, and dare I say, frumpy dress. Her accent was lovely though and we got on great. The other girls at the table announced they were heading home, my team mates efforts were all in vain. I turned to (for the life me I can't recall her name, lets go with Michelle, it was 35 years ago!) Michelle and said are you going with your mates. "I don't know them, I'm out on my own", She then leaned in and whispered in my ear "I'm going home with you". I couldn't believe my luck, my cock twitched at the thought.
We all made our way back to hotel, me and Michelle hanging at the back of the crowd, holding hands and giggling. The guys would turn round now and then making kissing faces, making me blush again. We went straight to my room and fell onto the bed, kissing and fondling. I had no experience of one night stands, so I was taking it slow, not what she wanted I now see with hindsight. As we kissed I ran my hand over her breasts, feeling her erect nipples through her dress and bra. She had a really good body under her clothes as I explored with my wandering hands, slowly moving over her hips and pulling her dress up to reveal her white panties. She moaned into my mouth as I rubbed her mound over her panties, she was ringing wet, and my cock was throbbing.
Just then Steve and John burst into the room. They were the oldest members of the team, John being the coach. He grabbed my hand, pulling me off the bed, saying he wanted to talk outside. I protested, but his age and position got the better of me and I meekly went with him. It was only when I was outside I noticed Steve had stayed in the room with Michelle. John explained that Steve's wife was 8 months pregnant and he hadn't had a shag in months.I was really confused and turned back to the room. The door was locked!
As John walked away to his room I heard moaning from my room, It was Michelle. I was going to chap the door but I just sat there on the stairs, listening. Her moaning got louder and I could hear Steve grunting, he was fucking her, the bastard. Still I did nothing, but I did have a bulge in my pants. The bed was creaking and the sound of the headboard slamming against the wall was really clear. Michelle's moaning turned to screams of delight as Steve continued to pummel her. This went on for at least twenty minutes. From her screams I think she came at least twice. The grunting from Steve turned to shouts as he came too, letting his sexual frustrations out on the girl that was supposed to be mine. A few minutes later the door opened and Steve emerged, "She's all yours k**" he smirked, buttoning up his fly. I waited till he left the corridor before I stood up as I noticed I had came in my pants and I didn't want him to see my shame.
I went into my room to see Michelle on the unkempt bed, her panties on the floor, her dress flung over the chair. She pulled the covers over herself when she saw me. "Are you OK?" She asked. I told her I was fine. She looked at he damp patch on my crotch and smirked. She pulled the covers back and told me join her. I slid in next to her, feeling the heat from body. I could smell his scent from her, the manly musk of him. She put her hand to my face and kissed my deeply. I ran my hand over her body, her back her arched up to meet my roaming hand and she moaned. I slid my hand hand over her hairy mound. My fingers found her her pussy lips and I pushed inside her as she stopped kissing me and groaned loudly, letting out a huge sigh. His cum leaked out over my fingers, down her crack
and over her anus. She was a sticky wet mess. I looked at her face as I fingered her well fucked cunt and she looked really happy. More than happy, really sexy and truly beautiful, though she was no beauty. I played with her for what felt like an hour, bringing her to three loud orgasms. Not once did she touch me or try to pleasure me, in truth I didn't want her to, this night was all about this beautifully sexy woman.
I bet she is married now with c***dren and still thinks of the Scottish man who fucked her senseless and the boy who pleasured her afterwards. For me, thinking back, It was a humiliating night, but also really intensely sexy and rewarding. I hadn't heard of cuckolding back then but that was my first experience and I think that is what it is all about.
When I was a teenager I was heavily into martial arts. My team traveled all over the country and abroad, taking part in tournaments. We happened to be in Cork, Ireland, for a tourney against the local outfit. The fights were on Saturday, so that night we all went out on the town. The other guys were all mid to late twenties and up for shagging some local pussy. I was the the youngest (19) and quite shy, I had one sexual partner, my high school girlfriend, who was now my ex so I was single. The guys quickly got talking to some locals girls, chatting them up, buying them drinks etc., while I sat on the fringes, watching their moves. I didn't notice a girl sitting down beside me. I turned and said hi and blushed. She started chatting away, asking questions and I got more relaxed and bought her a drink. She was mid twenties, quite plain looking, glasses curly hair and a baggy flowery, and dare I say, frumpy dress. Her accent was lovely though and we got on great. The other girls at the table announced they were heading home, my team mates efforts were all in vain. I turned to (for the life me I can't recall her name, lets go with Michelle, it was 35 years ago!) Michelle and said are you going with your mates. "I don't know them, I'm out on my own", She then leaned in and whispered in my ear "I'm going home with you". I couldn't believe my luck, my cock twitched at the thought.
We all made our way back to hotel, me and Michelle hanging at the back of the crowd, holding hands and giggling. The guys would turn round now and then making kissing faces, making me blush again. We went straight to my room and fell onto the bed, kissing and fondling. I had no experience of one night stands, so I was taking it slow, not what she wanted I now see with hindsight. As we kissed I ran my hand over her breasts, feeling her erect nipples through her dress and bra. She had a really good body under her clothes as I explored with my wandering hands, slowly moving over her hips and pulling her dress up to reveal her white panties. She moaned into my mouth as I rubbed her mound over her panties, she was ringing wet, and my cock was throbbing.
Just then Steve and John burst into the room. They were the oldest members of the team, John being the coach. He grabbed my hand, pulling me off the bed, saying he wanted to talk outside. I protested, but his age and position got the better of me and I meekly went with him. It was only when I was outside I noticed Steve had stayed in the room with Michelle. John explained that Steve's wife was 8 months pregnant and he hadn't had a shag in months.I was really confused and turned back to the room. The door was locked!
As John walked away to his room I heard moaning from my room, It was Michelle. I was going to chap the door but I just sat there on the stairs, listening. Her moaning got louder and I could hear Steve grunting, he was fucking her, the bastard. Still I did nothing, but I did have a bulge in my pants. The bed was creaking and the sound of the headboard slamming against the wall was really clear. Michelle's moaning turned to screams of delight as Steve continued to pummel her. This went on for at least twenty minutes. From her screams I think she came at least twice. The grunting from Steve turned to shouts as he came too, letting his sexual frustrations out on the girl that was supposed to be mine. A few minutes later the door opened and Steve emerged, "She's all yours k**" he smirked, buttoning up his fly. I waited till he left the corridor before I stood up as I noticed I had came in my pants and I didn't want him to see my shame.
I went into my room to see Michelle on the unkempt bed, her panties on the floor, her dress flung over the chair. She pulled the covers over herself when she saw me. "Are you OK?" She asked. I told her I was fine. She looked at he damp patch on my crotch and smirked. She pulled the covers back and told me join her. I slid in next to her, feeling the heat from body. I could smell his scent from her, the manly musk of him. She put her hand to my face and kissed my deeply. I ran my hand over her body, her back her arched up to meet my roaming hand and she moaned. I slid my hand hand over her hairy mound. My fingers found her her pussy lips and I pushed inside her as she stopped kissing me and groaned loudly, letting out a huge sigh. His cum leaked out over my fingers, down her crack
and over her anus. She was a sticky wet mess. I looked at her face as I fingered her well fucked cunt and she looked really happy. More than happy, really sexy and truly beautiful, though she was no beauty. I played with her for what felt like an hour, bringing her to three loud orgasms. Not once did she touch me or try to pleasure me, in truth I didn't want her to, this night was all about this beautifully sexy woman.
I bet she is married now with c***dren and still thinks of the Scottish man who fucked her senseless and the boy who pleasured her afterwards. For me, thinking back, It was a humiliating night, but also really intensely sexy and rewarding. I hadn't heard of cuckolding back then but that was my first experience and I think that is what it is all about.
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