by Inkent
Could not careless about hubby
Only people to like this story are are other selfish bitches or WACCs
I found it very stimulating. I'm dripping precum and now need to go jack off, thinking of how great it would be if my wife would enjoy such and adventure.
Don't pay any attention to the anonymous poster. He is the same poor soul posting to all of the stories. He is to be pitied.
Ignore Mudhentwo it is just as anon as anyone else on this site and is just another castrated cuckold.
About the only sexual tension early in this chapter was whether or not there might be a fivesome! Late in the story, a little more tension happened when 106 decided to shoot the chocolate chute! Most of this chapter is an algebra problem of how many combinations and permutations involving one pussy, two hands, one mouth, two tits, one anal orifice vs. two peckers, two tongues, four hands (no noses or toeses were abused in this tale)!
The usual panoply of malapropisms and misspellings were in evidence, but not perceived to interfere with the 'integrity' of the message!
lickdeecuck of course would love the crap.......slut and her willing cuck.......1/2 star
"A divorce He quickly answered!"
With first offer of ''pass'' husband proved his desire to be cuckold
Pretty sure any more offerings by inkent will be same
Had similar experience in my life, except wife did not want to partake. Husband got off on treating her like two-bit whore in front of other men.
He told me his wife wanted me and he was fine with that. Once we were alone I asked wife how she felt. We had just met in bar that night. She and I had very pleasant conversation for two hours. I had asked about her rings and she teared up telling me husband was in bar chasing other females. She pointed him out groping some dowdy bimbo on dance floor.
I consoled her and tried to lift her spirits though she was humiliated. Then her husband charged up on us and started threatening me and calling her names.
I told him nothing was going on, that he should shut up or meet me outside.
Suddenly he was all conciliatory and friendly but I was leery. I particularlyed company but ran into them hour later in parking lot. He was trying to get bimbo to come home with him...she begged me to go with them.
Feeling sorry I did
At their house he took bimbo and she and I were on couch. She wanted me to kiss her but bimbo came running out and left after calling guy some names.
He went to wife and started stripping her telling me to fuck her. She started crying and I told him to stop, that she did not want to have sex. He sneered and roughly started thrusting three fingers inside her saying it didn't matter if she did, she was just a slut and I could have her first.
By then she was sobbing and looked to be in pain.
I yanked him away, asked her if she wanted to leave I would help her. He started threatening her so I grabbed him and told her to get dressed.
We left with him yelling she wasn' worth it but she'd be back.
Took her to my place. Settled her down til she fell asleep fully clothe in my arms.
She stayed in my house in a separate bedroom for four months while finding lawyer to file divorce
We became close, but I told her last thing she needed was sexual relationship. Made sure she knew I thought she was attractive and if situation was different I would have taken her into my bed.
We had long conversation each night while planning her future.
She ended up moving back to her parents in another state and we have kept in touch last ten years. She is happily married three kids.
He is derelict barfly I seldom see...might have something to do with talk I had with him a month after she left him. He had been harassing her at work...she was coming back to my place crying every night...so I had ''conversation'' with him in alley behind his favorite bar.
She started coming home smiling
Hall Passes can be very beneficial to a marriage, if given and exercised in the proper spirit. Wife and I each used three in a 32 year marriage.
One reader called this rubbish. Have to agree. The cucks will fawn over a story like this like stink on shit, but that's who they are. You know who you are.
Another sweaty tale of the old "Sword-Fighting Through The Firewall" technique.
Love it!