Journey into Cuckoldry Ch. 09: Cloud Nine

In response, Alice began to raise herself on my shaft, her body lifting on her knees until just the head of my cock was within her. She looked me in the eyes, smiled then lowered herself again, breathing out heavily as the condom's rough surface once again stimulated her hot, dampening insides.

"You really want to know, Cucky-Boy?" she asked, her eyes sparkling with mischief, "right now with your tiny cock in my cunt?"

The 'C' word again! I felt great, encouraged that she might be really enjoying our lovemaking this time too. I nodded my reply before playing the game further.

"Please, Alice! Tell me how it feels to have their cocks inside you."

Again she rose high on her knees before falling back onto me. Her buttocks striking my upper thighs made a soft slapping sound and I felt myself swelling within her body. Alice must have felt it too because she gasped quietly before whispering.

"Steve is amazing! My first proper cock... stretching me sooo tightly... sooo deep inside me... makes me feel... sooo sooo good!"

A shudder passed through her body and I felt her vagina tighten briefly around my shaft then loosen again.

The bed rocked gently as she rose and fell again, this time accompanied by a soft wet smack as her rapidly-lubricating body descended more forcefully upon mine, driving me deeper into her. She gasped and I realised her words were having at least as arousing an effect on her as they were on me.

"But no-one... has ever fucked me... like Mitch fucked me," she hissed as once again my head was rammed against her cervix and her hairless vulva ground against my pubic hair. She wriggled on the shaft buried deep within her, as if rubbing her inner lips and clitoris against its thick base.

"Christ... that boy fucked me... so hard... I thought I was... was going to die!" she croaked, her hips gyrating, forcing her swelling clitoris against the top of my shaft and my short, wiry pubic hair.

I reached up to stroke her tummy and breasts but she grabbed my hands in hers, inter-twining our fingers, leaning forwards on my arms for support as she thrust her hips back and forth, her face reddening with arousal.

"Making love with you... is fun... and I love you," she said, slowing her gyrations then raising her body high on her knees. I looked down and for a moment saw our two bodies united by the condom-covered shaft that spouted from my groin and disappeared into hers. Then she lowered herself slowly onto me once again, her vagina loosening with every penetration.

"But you can't make me feel... like I need to feel," she continued, "sometimes I need... to feel more..."

Then with a high pitched sigh she began to fuck herself hard on my erection, her hands gripping mine tightly as she rose higher and higher then fell faster and harder onto my body, the wet sounds of our mating growing louder, filling the room, making the bed beneath me bounce.

"Who are you fucking, Alice?" I asked hoarsely as her face grew pinker and her movements less controlled.

I could feel my erection swelling further and silently prayed that the latex of the condom would reduce the sensations and my arousal enough to make me last within her; long enough for her to reach orgasm again for the first time in weeks.

"Is it Steve? Is it Mitch?" I demanded, watching her face for confirmation, then added hopefully, "Is it me?"

Above me, my lovely wife's eyes were closed as if every cell in her brain was concentrating on her vulva, trying to extract every last ounce of sensation from the union of our two bodies. I could feel her deliberately tightening her vagina on my shaft and saw her face contort as the studs and ridges bit into her aroused membranes.

"MmmmmMMM! Oh that's good!" she gasped as the speed of her strokes increased.

Suddenly the room was full of another, earthier smell and when I stared at the place where our bodies were joined, I could see my shaft now covered in a thicker, whiter half-churned foam as my wife's arousal rose and rose.

"Aaah! Aaah! Aaah!"

The exclamations escaped her open mouth in time with her gyrations but these seemed to be slowing despite her undoubted physical fitness. Desperate to give her the orgasm she clearly craved, I began to thrust upwards hard, clenching my buttocks, contracting my legs and abs so that my rising cock met her descending body on each stroke.

We both gasped as the head of my cock was driven violently into her cervix and my pubic hair ground hard against her stretched inner lips and clitoris. Over and over she drove herself onto my cock but as her vagina loosened she seemed to be slipping away from orgasm rather than getting closer.

Taking unaccustomed control of our lovemaking, I gripped her hands tightly and rolled her off my body and onto the bed where before she could object, I flipped her onto her back and spreading her thighs, mounted her quickly, my erect cock slipping very easily back into her well lubricated vagina.

"Oh yes..." she mouthed, apparently enjoying the loss of control, "Fuck me, Cucky-boy! Fuck me if you can!"

And then I began to fuck her for all I was worth, desperate to bring her the orgasm she craved, slamming my body into hers with as much force as I dared. The bed began to creak loudly, making us both giggle despite ourselves and I reduced the force of my thrusts in case the banging woke the kids.

"Ooops!" I whispered and felt her tighten herself around my latex-covered shaft.

Encouraged, I began to fuck her more slowly but in as long, deep thrusts as I could manage, drawing back until I almost left her body, then driving forcefully forwards until my wiry pubic hair ground against her shaven mound and my smooth head reached out for her cervix again.

She grunted in response and I continued, thrusting in and out, feeling her body all around mine, my arousal increasing with every stroke. Beneath me, Alice tiled her pelvis in an attempt to increase the sensation and stimulate her clitoris but it didn't seem to be working.

I quickened my pace, thrusting harder and faster in desperation. The bed began to thump again but I ignored it, lifting her knees and pressing her legs to her chest as I had seen Steve do just before bringing her to a massive orgasm. But again, despite massively increasing my own arousal as well as hers, it just wouldn't tip her over the brink and into orgasm.

In a final effort, I pressed her knees firmly together, tightening her vagina even more around my shaft before forcing her knees hard against her breasts, crushing them cruelly.

The effect was instant but not what I had intended; the new and powerful sensations around my shaft were overwhelming; my own climax began in a vengeance and I began to ejaculate immediately, filling the loose condom with spermless semen as my cock throbbed and pulsated in her hot, firm, beautiful body.

The intense pleasure of a wild and wonderful orgasm gripped my chest tightly, threw my spine into spasm and made my toes curl as a massive wave of uncontrolled heat washed over me. Over and over again I felt the spasms hit me as if desperate to rid my body of the ocean of semen that my sexless week had allowed to build, sending it cascading into the condom buried in my lovely wife's vagina.

But the look of almost desperate disappointment on the lovely face beneath mine robbed me of true pleasure and I knew I couldn't leave her so unsatisfied. Pulling my rapidly softening erection from her wonderful body, I slipped backwards on the bed between her obscenely spread thighs. My cock drooped, weighed down by the balloon of semen that hung from its flaccid end. Ignoring this, I slipped my hands under her knees then quickly lifted her legs and spread them wide with a forcefulness that surprised me.

Her slit, now grotesquely exposed, was puffy, red and gaping with a rim of churned white foam around her inner lips. In a moment I had lowered my mouth to her slit, feeling her legs close around my head and her heels against my bare back. The heat from the aroused vulva next to my face was extraordinary but I had no time to enjoy it if I was so bring my lovely, sexy wife to the climax she needed so badly.

Sliding my hands, palms up under her buttocks, I drew the flat of my tongue in a single long stroke from the base of her slit, across her hot, wet inner lips towards the hard, engorged nub of her clitoris where I lapped firmly against its tender underside - made even more tender by being rubbed so hard against my shaft. The taste of her encrusted vulva was overpowering, strong and sharp, filling my head with its arousing aroma.

She gasped. I drew my tongue across her slit again, this time dipping briefly into her gaping vagina before slowly rasping across her swollen clitoris once again.

"OhmyGodOhmyGod!"

Giving her no time to recover or relax, I began to tongue her vagina eagerly and messily. One moment my nose was pressed against her slit, the next my tongue was deep inside her hot passage. I lifted her hood firmly, exposing the full length of her clitoris before sucking it between my teeth and nibbling it gently.

I felt her body shake, her legs tighten around my head and a powerful, earthy aroma and flavour join the sweetness of her secretions as my lovely slut of a wife finally began to cum.

"Nnnnnnnggghhh"

Despite the spasms that wracked her body, instinct drove me onwards and I tongued her relentlessly through her orgasm, forcing her writhing buttocks against my mouth, my middle finger, slimy with her juices, slipping along her cleft until it found her puckered anus.

What possessed me then I can't explain even to this day but without a thought, I worked my fingertip into the tight little sphincter and pressed myself up to the second knuckle into her rectum.

"What the... Ohhhhhhhhhhh "

The effect was incredible. A new and massive wave of climax struck her slender body, robbing her of all remaining control. Her back and legs went into spasm, her thighs clamped down hard on the sides of my head and my mouth filled with a new cascade of her free-flowing juices. Twisting my finger in her lovely ass from left to right then bending it upwards towards my mouth, I tongued her wildly as she continued to cum. Her fingers grabbed my hair, pulling it painfully, at first pushing my head away from her vulva, then pulling it back against her hard before finally pushing me away.

"Please... please... enough..." she eventually gasped, her body beginning to flag; exhausted from the immense orgasm that I, her husband had given her, not her one of her well-endowed lovers .

Sensing her exhaustion, I slowed my tonguing then gradually brought it to an end. I rested my messy face against her hot, sticky vulva as her trembling began to subside, feeling her pulsating hips against my mouth as her orgasm died away. Realising that my middle finger was still deep in her rectum, I slowly withdrew it, feeling her sphincter closing less tightly as it left her body. Above me, she began to relax.

I kissed her lovingly on her sticky mound then slid up the bed to lie alongside her, the semen-filled condom slipping noiselessly from my flaccid cock. My exhausted, spent wife was breathing heavily, her eyes dreamy and half closed as I took her in my arms and hugged her.

"Are you ok?" I asked in a whisper. I kissed her gently on the forehead, "Was it alright for you?"

She snuggled against me, tiny spasms still making her tremble.

"That was... oh my God... amazing... Cucky-Boy... where did you... learn to do that...?"

Her voice sounded drunk and her eyes were closing so I just held her to me as she drifted off to sleep. Deep inside I glowed with pride; despite her lovers and infidelities, when it mattered, she could still be mine.

***

The bedroom clock glowed in the darkness of the room as I watched the flickering numbers counting up to midnight. Lying in the darkness next to my lovely wife, sleep was impossible as my head filled with thoughts and images. Our earlier lovemaking had been some of the most passionate and exciting I could remember; the soreness of my body and face were clear physical proof, if any were needed.

Against all probabilities, Alice's infidelities had actually brought us closer together both emotionally and physically. Whether I was making passionate love to her myself or watching another man fuck her almost into unconsciousness, this new sexual dimension to our lives was indeed bringing incredible satisfaction to us both.

It seemed strangely appropriate that Alice should be unsettled by Steve's planned seduction of Julie. She must have guessed Carmen's devilish scheme without my telling her but I had expected my wife to feel almost betrayed by her lover Steve, rather than envious of Julie, his intended conquest.

And what about Steve? Had he successfully made Julie his latest conquest by now? Had Carmen's prediction been correct; that at this very moment across town, Julie's vagina would be full of Steve's semen, the only semen other than her husband's ever to enter her soft, innocent body? Had Julie been brought to new heights of arousal and orgasm in the way my own sweet wife had? Had that sweet, pretty, pregnant mother already embarked on the journey into cuckoldry that Alice and I had followed so smoothly and so rewardingly?

And of course, had her husband Gary sat back, frozen as I had been; unable to intervene, capable only of watching as his lovely pregnant wife was seduced, bedded and inseminated by another man? And if so, did I envy him this discovery of his true nature as Alice envied Julie? There were no answers to be found in the darkness.

But above all there was the question of Alice herself. Despite our wonderful lovemaking that evening, it was clear she still needed another lover. How best could I bring her the excitement in bed that she so clearly needed and craved? Would Steve be enough for her now? Would Mitch? Or must I find a new lover, a man with new ideas to bring her new sensations and new delights?

One thing I knew; I would do anything for the beautiful, sexy woman beside me that I so loved and totally adored.