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over a year ago
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It's been a couple of months since Kate and I met Jon, her lover. Finally we managed to arrange for her to put on her Christmas stockings for him. Here's an account from both of us of what happened. Merry Christmas x
3.30pm
Bruce
The bar in the hotel is ablaze with gaudy Christmas decorations. All flashing lights and fake snow. Three wise men at the next table are having a business meeting. They are oblivious to me gazing wide eyed at the photos on my phone that show me being cuckolded at this very moment.
Christmas and being cuckolded have a lot in common. There’s the exciting build up and anticipation of what is to come. Then the big day arrives and the nerves and worries that everyone will enjoy themselves gradually subside into a thrilling orgy of excess. There are gasps of pleasure as clothes are seductively removed and thrown aside like torn gift wrapping. There is so much to delight the eyes and the tongue that the senses are overwhelmed. The highlight is the legs of the well stuffed bird being pulled apart while Santa empties his sack.
After that comes the lull and maybe a well earned nap. Then evening arrives and everyone perks up for a bit more fun.
I am stirred from my musing by the ping of my phone. I pick it up nervously seeing that at last I have a message from my wife, Kate.
‘Jon is in the shower. We’ve been very naughty (naughty face emoji). Come up and join us.’
My cock stiffens as I read the message. I get up from my seat and take the lift to the third floor. How naughty was naughty I wonder.
I enter the room to find Kate sitting up in bed wearing a loose fitting kimono dressing gown and drinking white wine. Jon is still in the shower.
Kate puts the glass down and we kiss as my hands run across her sexy body. Kate looks me in the eye and smiles as she guides my hand between her legs, parting them to allow me access and slip my finger into her very wet and slippery pussy. I begin to understand just how naughty they have been. It seems that Santa’s sack was very full indeed.
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Earlier that day…
Bruce
Kate is making her final preparations for meeting Jon again. Applying subtle makeup, choosing her outfit and spraying on the perfume she only wears for sex with him.
They’ve exchanged messages. She asked him what he wanted to do to her. But he wouldn’t be drawn and turned the question around.
‘What do you want?’
‘A slow burn to begin with,’ is her reply.
Will I get to see them turning each other on before I discreetly withdraw and leave them to enjoy themselves? I hope so.
Kate
Why does Jon have to be so bloody infuriating? His messages are always kept to the fewest possible words and somehow it’s left to me to do the sex talk.
I’m trying on my second dress and blouse. I want to look stunning for him even though I know whatever I wear will come off very quickly once his hands are on me.
Last time we met in a hotel I got him to screw me on the wooden desk in front of the mirror. I hope our room today has a sturdy desk.
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1.30pm
Bruce
Jon was already at the hotel when we got there. I took a shower and when I got out Kate had let him into the room. We chatted like old friends and I showed Jon some photos I’d taken recently in Scotland.
‘But you didn’t come here to see my photos,’ I said, deciding to move things on.
The hotel room is very comfortable with a very large bed. There is also a sturdy wooden desk against the wall with a mirror behind. The edge of the desk is worn and uneven.
‘Be careful’ I say, ‘or Kate will get splinters in her arse. You'll need a towel under her.’
I withdraw to the the other side of the bed as they begin to kiss and fondle each other. Jon puts on a show of letting me see him groping Kate’s bum. He then guides her hand to the bulge in his pants.
Kate’s skirt comes off, followed by her sexy see-through blouse. She is wearing the expensive bra and panties set we bought in France. Black stockings and suspenders complete her outfit. Kate’s knickers soon slide down over the stockings to the floor.
I decide I should go soon and nip to the loo. I’m washing my hands when Kate knocks loudly on the door.
‘We need a towel!’ says Kate urgently. I grab one and pass it to her.
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Kate
As soon as I saw the wooden desk I pictured myself on it with Jon between my legs.
I always get nervous before we meet him and self doubt creeps in. Will he still find me attractive? Will I turn him on? But as soon as I opened the door and he greeted me with a kiss and gentle squeeze of my bum my fears faded.
We chat until Bruce emerges from the bathroom and gets dressed. More wine is poured and I enjoy watching how easy Jon and Bruce are in each other’s company.
Jon seems genuinely interested by the photos on Bruce’s phone and I wonder when the fun will begin. Bruce must be thinking the same as he quickly moves things on and Jon and I begin to kiss in front of the wooden desk.
The kissing is tender and passionate. Jon’s hands explore my body. I’m getting the slow burn I asked for and my panties are getting damp with anticipation.
It’s been two months since we had sex and I can feel Jon’s urgency to be back inside me. We undress each other until we are down to our underwear. Jon teases me, making me wait before easing down my knickers to my ankles. I kick them aside eagerly.
We edge back to the wooden table. I ease Jon’s pants off and free his lovely stiff cock which I fondle hungrily. We reach the desk and realise Bruce wasn’t joking about splinters. We need a towel. And I need that cock up me ASAP.
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Bruce
When I step out of the loo things have progressed. Jon is naked and is between Kate’s legs as she sits on the desk, the towel under her bum.
I know I should leave but instead I try to hide in the shadows. Jon has his fingers in Kate’s pussy. In between the kisses she begins to moan. Jon has a magic touch that I don’t have. He is so good at making her come.
My cock is aching and pushing against my zip as Kate becomes more and more turned on. Jon’s expert fingers find Kate’s clit and with one last moan of pleasure she comes for him.
Jon pushes himself between Kate’s wide open legs. They kiss and caress each other. Kate is fondling his hard cock. She wants him inside her. I can sense the urgency. Jon wets his fingers and lubricates his cock and I hold my breath. Then with practiced ease he is inside her, pulling her to the edge of the desk. Kate adjusts herself, opens her legs a little wider and with a short gasp of pleasure takes his full length up her.
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Kate
Jon can be a shit. So difficult to communicate with by text. He puts in such little effort I wonder why I put up with it. But then we meet and I’m putty in his skilful hands. The bastard knows exactly what buttons to press to make me come. Bruce can finger me all day and nothing happens. But Jon has me climaxing in minutes. Maybe it’s because I feel so unbelievably depraved. Another me I didn’t know existed that Bruce has helped me to set free. A married man, my silver fox, has his fingers in my cunt and now I am desperate to fuck him.
His dick eases past my pussy lips and into the welcoming wetness beyond. His hands are on my hips, pulling me into him and I comply meekly, shifting my position until he is all the way inside me. I’m torn between kissing and moaning as he slowly fucks me on the desk top.
Bruce and I often fantasise about me and Jon. Reliving things we’ve done in the past and looking forward to doing them again in the future. Having sex on a desk top is right up there as one of my favourites. Always guaranteed to make me come while Bruce uses the little wand on me. And now it’s happening for real and I am totally lost in the moment. I don’t even know if Bruce is still in the room. I think he must have left. All that matters is Jon and his lovely cock. I gasp even louder as he pulls my bra cups down and grabs my nipples. I moan as he shags me faster and cling to him helplessly feeling every bit like the dirty fuck doll I am right now.
Fuck me you bastard.
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Bruce
I had made a promise to myself that once they began to screw I’d leave but I am just too turned on to go and Kate is so absorbed in Jon I decide to stay longer.
When we set off from home Kate was having her usual crisis of confidence. Wondering why we do this.
‘It’s always the same,’ I said. ‘You are nervous now but once Jon is in the room those nerves will disappear and you will have a great time.'
And she is. Jon is the perfect height for fucking her on the desk. Kate is temporarily lost to me now. When we fantasise about Jon there are two scenes that get her really wet - him fucking her on a desk and him screwing her on her side. Part one of that fantasy is happening now and I can only imagine how wet she is.
For five minutes I watch from the shadows as they screw gently and not so gently on the wooden desk. Jon expertly lifts her legs to get deeper and pulls down her bra to squeeze her nipples. Kate has given herself over to him completely. She is a very naughty married woman being fucked by another man in front of her husband.
Jon’s thrusts never stop. Sometimes fast and sometimes slow and all the while Kate groans loudly with appreciation.
Eventually, Jon slows completely. I’m guessing he’s close to cumming and stops in time.
It’s a natural pause so I leave the room as quietly as I can.
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"1.30pm
Bruce
Jon was already at the hotel when we got there. I took a shower and when I got out Kate had let him into the room. We chatted like old friends and I showed Jon some photos I’d taken recently in Scotland.
‘But you didn’t come here to see my photos,’ I said, deciding to move things on.
The hotel room is very comfortable with a very large bed. There is also a sturdy wooden desk against the wall with a mirror behind. The edge of the desk is worn and uneven.
‘Be careful’ I say, ‘or Kate will get splinters in her arse. You'll need a towel under her.’
I withdraw to the the other side of the bed as they begin to kiss and fondle each other. Jon puts on a show of letting me see him groping Kate’s bum. He then guides her hand to the bulge in his pants.
Kate’s skirt comes off, followed by her sexy see-through blouse. She is wearing the expensive bra and panties set we bought in France. Black stockings and suspenders complete her outfit. Kate’s knickers soon slide down over the stockings to the floor.
I decide I should go soon and nip to the loo. I’m washing my hands when Kate knocks loudly on the door.
‘We need a towel!’ says Kate urgently. I grab one and pass it to her.
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Kate
Jon is as turned on as I am. The thrusting becomes more frantic and I think he’s going to come inside me. That thought just turns me on even more and I tear at his bum cheeks. I want him to pump me full of spunk. But instead he slows down. Somewhere in the distance I hear the door to the room open and close. Has Bruce let himself in?
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2pm
Bruce
I settle at a table in the bar and think about Kate and Jon having sex three floors above me. All I can do now is amuse myself and wait and hope Jon will send me some sexy photos. And maybe a text from Kate. The internet at the hotel is rubbish. It won’t let me on Fab as it says my connection is not secure. I check my emails and surf what my phone considers to be safe but vanilla content.
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Kate
Jon begins to fuck me again. Gently and tenderly while we kiss and caress each other. The moment has passed though and my orgasm delayed for now. Then Jon slips out of me and guides me to a padded chair in the opposite corner. Compliantly I kneel on the chair facing away from Jon and leaning on the back. The chair is a bit low but somehow Jon manages to find the entrance to my soaking pussy and takes me from behind. He gives it to me as hard as he can but the angle isn’t right and after ten minutes we move to the bed where the sex olympics and creation of many wet patches really begins.
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2.32pm
Bruce
The sound of WhatsApp messages arriving tears me away from reading about Lewis Hamilton and nervously I navigate to the app. Like buses, half a dozen photos arrive at once. One I can’t make sense of. A close up of Jon’s cock in Kate’s pussy maybe? A couple are reflections of the mirror of them having sex on the desk. Another shows Jon’s dick being wanked by Kate. The best one is another pic taken in the mirror. This one shows Kate leaning over a padded chair as Jon fucks her from behind. That one is the biggest turn on as Kate looks so compliant and wanton. Naughty Kate is certainly back.
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ate
Jon sends Bruce some pics of what we’ve been up to while I kneel on all fours at the edge of the bed. Jon then takes me from behind again. We’re in the Goldilocks zone and the height and angle are perfect. My whole body moves as he bangs me hard. Once again I’m well on my way to my second climax of the day but Jon pulls out, not wanting to come just yet.
When I first met Jon he always wore a condom. This progressed to him taking me bareback but putting on a condom at the end, preferring not to come inside me. Bruce has discreetly placed a couple of condoms on the bedside table waiting. I desperately don’t want want him to reach for a condom as I know this will be a signal that we are nearing the end. Jon and I are using each other’s bodies and I don’t want the fun to stop yet.
For the next half an hour I get my wish as the condoms remain untouched as we take on a grand tour of the bed. It is a sex cocktail of licking, sucking and fucking that dots the bed with wet patches.
Jon eases himself from between my legs where he has been pounding me. My pussy was soaking wet from having his face buried in it before I took every millimetre of his cock as I wrapped my legs around his back and grasped his bum.
Jon lies on his back and looks a bit spent. Gently I take his cock in my mouth and within two minutes I have him back standing to attention. Straddling Jon I guide him back up me and gently ride his cock. Jon takes a photo and sends it to Bruce. Then Jon pulls my head down to kiss me and then gives me what we call his party trick. He fucks me really fast from underneath, his whole torso vibrating like a pneumatic drill and his dick might well cause my cunt to catch fire were it not so wet.
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3.05pm
Bruce
I’m staring at my phone, hoping for a message from Kate. The last photo Jon sent me was Kate astride him and obviously riding his dick. In desperation I replied with:
‘Would love to hear from Kate telling me hiw much she is enjoying you fucking her.’
A silly question really. Kate is obviously enjoying him fucking her and isn’t going to break off to text me.
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Kate
As Jon slows down I become aware of his right hand. It is gripping my arse cheek and his fingers are edging close to my bum hole. I should say at this point that I don’t like anal play. My rectum is a one way street as far as I’m concerned. If this was Bruce I’d be gently pushing his hand away by now. But I don’t. The fingers moisten themselves with my own juices and continue their journey until I can feel a very light pressure on my tight starfish. Neither of us seems to be breathing as Jon looks me in the eye, a quizzical look on his face. I give the slightest of nods. Jon smiles back and the pressure on my bum hole increases. Very, very slowly I feel my back door give way and a well manicured finger begins to invade my holy of holies. Instinctively I push back on Jon’s hand to help and encourage him until his finger is right up my bum.
Jon begins to screw me slowly. Cock and finger working in harmony to invade my holes. I move with the rythm and give myself over to the sheer erotic pleasure of it.
Another climax is building up inside me. This time Jon doesn’t stop but fucks me firmly but tenderlywith his finger and cock. The sensation is awesome. I’m dripping wet and close to cumming. I sense Jon is too.
‘Don’t stop!” I cry and push back hard on this thrusts leaving him no escape.
‘Oh God!’ shouts Jon and begins to pump my belly full of jism. I am so fucking turned on and horny that I join him in exctasy immediately, holding him tight as he empties his balls and I shudder with my second orgasm.
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3.30pm
My phone pings and it’s a text from Kate telling me they’ve been very naughty and inviting me back to the room. I head for the lift immediately.
Sitting up in bed Kate looks like she’s been having a good time. Her make up has all but gone and her is tousled, giving it an even sexier look. She is naked apart from the loose kimono dressing gown.
As she parts her legs for me and I slip a finger tip into her pussy the smile on her face tells me what I can feel. Her pussy is slick with Jon’s cum.
I undress quickly as Jon comes out of the bathroom. We both climb into bed, either side of Kate and she shares herself between us. She turns her head one way and then the other as Jon and I take it in turns to kiss her lips and nipples and finger her cunt.
‘I think it’s your turn,’ says Jon as Kate lays back and opens her legs for me. Eagerly I climb on top of her and meeting no resistance at all slide my cock all the way into her lovely cum filled pussy. I only dare to move my dick a few millimetres at a time. I’m so fucking turned on.
In our horny moments alone in bed I coax Kate into confessing her naughty wishes and fantasies. She gets super wet as she coyly admits she wants Jon to come inside her. And in return I confess I’d love to fuck her straight afterwards. Those desires seem so dirty and slutty. A line crossed. Now fantasy is reality. Kate has let Jon come inside her and I can feel his slick cum with every minute movement of my cock. Suddenly the physical sensation and the knowledge of what Kate has done is too much for me. Afraid I’m going to come and spoil the party. I rapidly withdraw and excuse myself to go to the loo where I take my time to compose myself and calm down.
I emerge to find that Jon has taken my place and is fucking Kate on her back, her legs rising up his back to take him deeper as she claws at his arse and back. I so want him to add to his first deposit. To do it right in front of me. To prove how much of a cuckold I really am as I watch helplessly while he fills my wife's wide open cunt. Silently I plead with him to do it: 'Push your cock right in, Jon and spunk right up my wife. Please!' says the voice in my head.
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Kate
I wish you could have seen the look on Bruce’s face when he realised my cunt had been jet washed in Jon’s spunk. And when he got his dick in there it was like Christmas had come early. Unfortunately that’s exactly what he was about to do and had to pull out quickly.
No sooner is Bruce in the bathroom than Jon is taking his place. He’s in his mid fifties, no more than ten years younger than me but I don’t know where he gets the energy. And what a lovely cock! It’s got a slight bend in it, like a banana. That might sound odd but it seems to reach a switch inside me that no other dick ever has. I can’t get enough of it and now I’m greedily shifting my weight and raising my legs to accept it’s full length. My hands are wandering up and down his back tenderly as moan with delight. I’m careful not to scratch him though. I don’t want his wife to find out he’s having it off with me and spoil the fun.
Jon raises himself and pins my arms to the bed. I’m totally helpless and loving every second of being screwed while Bruce looks on helplessly.
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Bruce
Jon has Kate pinned to the bed. His bum moving rhythmically as he fucks my wife.
After a few minutes he totally dominates her by pinning her arms to the bed. I join in and help him restrain her. Kate is helpless. Jon stops just before he comes again, much to my disappointment.
For the next half an hour it’s a free for all as Kate shares her body between the two of us. Jon does most of the shagging. He positions himself to fuck her sideways. Kate is on her back and his body is turned at ninety degrees. He really fucks her and she absolutely loves it.
‘Are you enjoying Jon fucking you?’ I ask. I know she is but I just need to hear her say it.
‘Yes,’ moans Kate huskily.
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Kate
Our meetings with Jon have fallen into a pattern that works for us all. I get to enjoy uninhibited sex with Jon for as long as we both want. Then Bruce joins us and I get shared between them. I love, need, desire and fantasise about both.
Right now I am a wet mess. My mouth alternating between two sets of lips and two cocks. My pussy invaded by fingers and dicks.
Jon fucks me sideways. His face is buried in the bed as he pokes me madly. At the other end Bruce is holding my face, kissing me and making me admit how much I am enjoying being fucked by Jon.
When Jon finally tires, Bruce guides me on top of him and I take him inside of my soaking wet cunt. Jon moves to the end of the bed, behind me. I can’t believe what he does next.
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Bruce
I’m on my back with Kate on top. I’m more in control of myself now. Happy to have my cock inside my wife’s well fucked cunt but not so excited I’m going to come.
Jon moves behind Kate, his hands hidden from my view. I sense the difference this makes. The moans of appreciation from Kate, a slight wriggle and her pussy getting even wetter.
‘Jon’s playing with my bum,’ exclaims Kate, smiling.
Kate has a fantastic arse and Jon loves to grope it. I assume that’s what he’s doing now.
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Kate
Once more Jon wets his fingers with my juices and slyly puts a finger tip against my asshole. I shift my weight slightly and my tight bum parts to let him in. Just an inch. A very naughty inch.
‘Tell us what you want,’ demands Bruce.
I answer honestly.
‘I want Jon to fuck me from behind.’
Jon is very happy to oblige and the sneaky finger slides out. We rearrange ourselves so I am on all fours, between Bruce’s legs and Jon is standing at the end of the bed at the perfect height to slip inside me.
It’s a perfect arrangement. Bruce gets to enjoy me sucking his cock and seeing me being fucked by Jon, who in turn is enjoying what I think is his favourite position, while I get that lovely bent dick back inside me. And then, with my body shielding the view, Jon’s finger, or maybe it’s his thumb, is working it’s way back inside my bum.
I’m being tucked so hard from behind that I have to be careful not to bite Bruce’s dick. Oh, god this is so bad. So bloody lovely. Behind me Jon is really going for it and I know he’s going to come again.
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Bruce
Fucking hell! Jon is fucking Kate really hard from behind. I’ve never seen her so turned on. She is moaning, sucking me and wanking me all at once.
Shit! He’s going to come. They both are! Oh god.
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Kate
I feel Jon shudder as the first wave of his spunk explodes inside me and triggers me to come with a loud moan. Then I feel the splash of Bruce’s come hit my cheek as he starts calling to his maker. Greedily I put his cock back in my mouth and let me boys pump their hot spunk into me at both ends.
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Bruce
For a minute we all lie in a spent heap before disentangling ourselves. A towel is passed around to clean up the sticky mess and then Kate dashes off to the loo.
‘Wow. That was good,’ says Jon. ‘I’d better have a shower though. I don’t want to go home smelling of sex.’
I poured Kate and I more wine and we snuggled up in bed together.
When Jon left we stayed there, my wife’s around me making me feel safe and secure. A lucky man indeed.
I fell into a contented sleep and when I woke up it was time to get ready to eat in the hotel restaurant.
Back in the room it was time for the reclaim sex. This has become a key part of our adventure. We tell each other what we enjoyed most and Kate gets very wet as I describe watching Jon fucking her on the desk and on the bed.
Maybe it was the drink or maybe it was the mood of the evening after so much sex, but Kate was unusually forthcoming about what she had enjoyed. What she said both surprised me and made me wild with lust.
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