Adultery Journey of a Cuckold by vyasya-Completed

[Ramesh_Rocky]

The steady rhythm followed. Pratik was not only well endowed but also knew how to pleasure a woman. For the next fifteen minutes he ploughed her from behind. Mayuri was in heaven as her moans confirmed. Due to the stable nature of that phase, I too got involved and pleasured her with my tongue wholeheartedly, essentially doubling her pleasure.


Her body started convulsing again and she moved her hand to massage her clit; confirming that she was approaching her second one. Towards the end her grunts became louder and her body went limp. Pratik too was nearing his crescendo and he picked up his tempo. She supported herself on her elbows and faced the brunt of his fucking. It was very fast paced but didn't last longer than two minutes. Several grunts from Pratik confirmed that he was unloading his precious semen inside her. He fell on top of her, who transferred a lot of weight on me in the process. She held him in place and massaged his balls, urging them to release more of his baby making sperm.

Few moments later, his shrunken penis flopped out, dripping his semen on my face. He crashed on the bed trying to catch his breath. Mayuri was too exhausted to react. She just lay their calmly her pelvis on top of my mouth as his copious cum dripped into my eager mouth. After about a minute or so, she lowered her pelvis onto my mouth and let me soothe her ravaged pussy. Needless to mention, her pussy was a gaping hole now, and even that darkness, I could clearly sense that. I really wondered if she would be able to feel me if I tried to mount her at this point. She adjusted her position, so that she could fellate him while feeding me his cum.

She didn't waste too much time and moved up to lay against him and hugged him lovingly.

"Nine more months," she exhaled.

Ignoring me, they slept blissfully. I retreated from the master bedroom as I felt too uncomfortable lying inside next both of them. However, Pratik hadn't even tried to talk to me or say anything insulting. This session was etched in my mind and for once, I really wanted Mayuri to be his mistress for life. I couldn't get much sleep as I tossed and turned on the couch kept outside the master bedroom but they slept blissfully. Early in the morning, Mayuri woke me up. She was playing with my pecker that was painfully in taut condition the whole night. She chuckled at my predicament and kissed me passionately while her lover slept inside. She had freshened up for her morning session as revealed by her minty breath.

"Thanks for being such an understanding lover," she whispered.

"You were brave," she said.

"This was the best session of my life!"

"And it was all because of you," she added, kissing me again.

"Why?" I asked curiously.

"I had always fantasized, you taking my lover's penis in your mouth, to prep it for the encounter."

"Which, you did," she said, and added, "for a few fleeting moments."

"And I really wanted you to guide him into me."

"I am indebted," she exhaled.

"Did you like it?" she asked.

"Yes," I exhaled, "but not because I was so close to his penis."

She laughed playfully.

"This was a one-off," she assured, "we won't get this closer again."

"What fascinated you the most," she asked.

"Honestly?" I asked. She looked puzzled. Encouraged by her nodding, I blurted, "His penis."

She looked at me crossly.

"Not the way one would think."

"I think, you made an excellent choice."

"There is no doubt he could fill you even after you have delivered three children!"

"Beyond any doubt." She agreed.

As I sifted under her, aligning my stiff erection against her wedges of pelvis, she said, "You still have to wait."

"I need to attend to my lover."

"You are going to put your tongue in his foul mouth?" I quizzed her.

"With what he has, you shouldn't be surprised if put my tongue in his foul asshole," she retorted.

"Lest you wonder, you may see for yourself what my morning sessions are like."

She left me high and dry again but it seemed to keep my interest alive in eavesdropping on her. The door to the master bedroom was right across and it was still very dark outside. She had switched on the bedside light and kept the door slightly ajar. It was easy to peep into the bedroom and spy on them through the dresser mirror. She slept onto the other side of him, so that she wouldn't block my view. Very soon, she nuzzled into him as her hand slid inside his pajamas. Pratik was still asleep but it required only a little coercion from her before he moved. She showered his face with small kisses, eventually homing on his lips. Her kisses became wetter as she pursed her lips on his.

Just as she had explained, the sloth hardly moved, requiring her to shower all her attention. Perhaps, this was the trait that excited her the most. After all, as the alpha male, he had the breeding rights and he knew that the women under the roof came to him when it was time.

She kissed him passionately and slowly the sloth was returning her kisses. She hungrily slithering her tongue into his foul mouth. The bulge down confirmed that he was responding. Noticing the watch confirmed that Mayuri had spent well over ten minutes eliciting his interest in her. All along inhaling his foul breath but only responding with her sensuous kisses.

She then moved southwards, yanking off his pajamas and revealing his gigantic penis once again. My resolve was once again reaffirmed as I abjectly surrendered my husbandly rights to this marvelous specimen of his. Giving only a cursory lick to his penis, she instead focused on his asshole. He lay on his side with her head wedged between his legs, focusing on his anal opening. Any doubts about her fascination for him were dispelled then as she spent a good ten minutes simply tonguing his anus.

It was only then the sloth woke up to mount her in missionary position. And then did he plough her? To my utter disbelief I found him ploughing her for the next thirty minutes. No, it wasn't fast, but neither was it slow. It was a good mixture of the two but the proof was in Mayuri's moaning. They kissed throughout the intercourse and I often heard her moans muffled by their kisses. Soon after depositing his semen, Pratik retired to his guest bedroom. Allowing me yet another chance to make out with my wife. After having pleased her by soothing her pussy, she returned the favor by giving me a blow job but it didn't last long as the moment she inserted her finger into my anus, I unloaded into her mouth. She lovingly sucked all the cum and looked at me with disapproval.

"Even Vinil last's longer than this," she complained, swallowing the semen.

He had a blank check from her; so the farther she was from him, the better it was for us. Fortunately, he had very low sperm count as Mayuri had offered him bareback rides whenever he desired.

Later on, as we lay there in each others arms, she confessed her love for me once again. She knew that the only aspects I had enjoyed were watching them from very close quarters and to some extent eating his creampie. The rest was mostly for her pleasure. She admitted that combination of my tongue with his penis were quite potent and intended to repeat someday if I was willing.

She became pregnant with his child that very same month. Her affair with him returned to normalcy and she made out with him alone as she did in the past. We rarely indulged in that sort of threesome; although a few times we did make out with Mayuri together like a regular threesome with both men lavishing atte ntion on one woman. Three other times, during that pregnancy, Mayuri urged me to be subservient during a threesome and made me do such things as sucking his balls and his knob during their act of intercourse. Those were ephemeral events but in her mind they always stood out. Again, it was always done to please Mayuri. It never seemed that Pratik enjoyed them; he only tolerated it, perhaps to humiliate me in the bedroom.