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Click hereHe said he had fucked one of my friends, I said I knew it was Susan, he said no Christina, but he had fucked Susan also. I asked him when he fucked Christina, and he said a couple of years ago. I said he was fibbing because Christina had been married four years, (she's 6 years older than I am.) He said it was when her husband was away, and they saw each other for a few months. He said he had bought her a locket, but she refused it.
I sucked him off again, and yes I swallowed. He thanked me for a lovely evening, and said he had enjoyed it. I said I had too, only just stopping short from asking to see him again.
Part of me wanted Trent to stay, but at that time I wasn't really sure we should be waking up together. He kissed me and left me to sleep. With all the wine and two very draining orgasms I slept quickly.
I woke up in the morning and the first thing I did was touch the locket, and with my other hand I fingered myself. I took the locket off and opened it for the first time. There was nothing inside apart from two words inscribed on it, "Trent's Slut."
I closed the locket and put it in my jewellery box. I phoned him and said I had opened it. He said if I didn't like the inscription I could put a photo of me and Richard in it to cover it up. I asked him if that was why Christina refused it. He laughed and said she never opened it. He said I didn't sound very angry, I said I wasn't I was just wondering who else was wearing one. He laughed and said I could throw it away if I wanted to. I said I'd think about it. He told me that for as long as I kept it, the words inside were true; he asked me again if I would keep it. I said you'll have to wait and see if I'm wearing it the next time we meet.
I know lockets are quite dated, but here's the thing cuckold, Trent bought it for me, so it means a lot to me, and I am one of his girls now!
So my dear cuckold that is what happened, and while the sex is in there what else was important for me, and now I know for you, was the build up. Oh don't bother trying to find the locket I'm wearing it for Trent tonight.
Jenny. X
The next part will be about what I was doing with Trent, while my husband was reading the above.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousabout 2 months agoThis chapter is the best by far yet. The idiom makes it interesting, and story/kink is hot presented this way.
Anonymous7 months agoI nearly asked my wife if she was 2riting as you up until you finished the part of him wanting to know all about your boyfriends and what you did with them. That was largely our conversations when we were courting and I didnt realise at the time one of her boyfriends was still fucking her. Definitely more often than because I didnt until our honeymoon. I told her that I wanted to wait till then so it would be a special time. That is what I thought lol
Anonymousabout 1 year agoTrent sounds quite young and full of himself, but I suppose if you can walk the walk, you can get away with talking the talk as well... It sounds like he has the charm and skills of a randy playmate, but maybe not husband material.
Thanks for sharing, Jackie.
goodnabor789about 1 year agoThis was the best so far. So Hot! 5 stars. Much better written as well. Loking forward to the next chapter.
