Clare's Cuckold - Chapter 6

            ‘We broke our record today,’ said Clare. She and I were in bed together. She’d recently come back from an afternoon with Nick and smelled strongly of his cologne. I was used to my girlfriend smelling like another man by now. I didn’t like the scent exactly, but I associated it with good stories, so it always excited me.

            ‘What record?’ I asked.

            ‘I didn’t know why Nick was so insistent I wear a skirt when I went round, but I soon found out. He let me in and immediately pushed me down onto his hall floor. He had his hand up my skirt and my panties round my knees before I knew what was happening. No foreplay. He was on top of me and got his dick up me straightaway. I didn’t have a stopwatch, but I reckon he was inside me eight seconds after I rang his doorbell. A new record.’

            ‘What happened next?’ I asked. Cuckolds never take the time to celebrate milestones like that. They just want to know what else was said and done.

             Clare normally had a journalistic style when relating what she’d been up to with Nick. Her approach was: I’m just here to give you the facts. This was at odds with her habit of pulling my cock as she told me. ‘He fucked me until I came. He didn’t have time to put anything on, so he couldn’t cum inside me. He came over my thigh, then wiped it off with a tissue. After that, we had a cup of tea and talked for a while. It wasn’t long before he was ready to go again. This time we made it to the bed. I was naked on all fours so both holes were there for him. He chose to fuck my pussy, but he fingered my asshole at the same time. He called me a slut for his cock which helped me on my way to another orgasm. This time, he had a condom on, so he came inside me. We slept for a bit. I woke up first and started playing with his cock. He was soon hard and he woke up to find me on top of him. He wanted to watch me playing with my clit as I rode him and I soon came again. I climbed off and finished him off by hand. He only had a little dribble left in him. I thought I’d better get on home after that.’

            I wanted to go back over her story and clarify a few details, but she was tired of talking, so pulled my cock hard until I came into her hand. She wiped it over her tits to show she’d do the same for me as for Nick. We got out of bed and started getting dressed. She paused as she was pulling up her trousers and said, ‘There was something else.’

            ‘I’ve just cum,’ I protested. ‘I can’t hear anything sexy now.’

            ‘It’s not sexy, at least I don’t think so.’ She paused and swallowed hard. ‘He told me he loves me.’

            What a twat! I didn’t say that, but thought it. He really hadn’t got what this was about. The whole point about screwing another man’s wife or girlfriend was that it was purely sexual. Feelings were not supposed to get involved. ‘What did you say to that?’ I asked.

            Clare looked at the floor. ‘I told him I loved him too. Well, you have to say that at a time like that, don’t you?’