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11/10/2021
A few years back, aged about 21, & living in central London, in a studio apartment, one Sunday morning I was at a local shop buying a newspaper & such,,when I spotted a work colleague; though the same age as me, my senior was he, though strictly not my boss. He looked kinda ‘out of place’, ‘cos at work, Martin’s appearance was impeccable, but here he was dishevelled, as if he’d had a rough night. I knew he lived in a distant suburb, so seeing him there at 8.00 am Sunday morning was a surprise.
I approached him; he told me he’d been to a party Saturday night, slept over, as he’d missed the last train, but now discovered that his train service was not operational due to Sunday maintenance works—-so he was ‘stuck’ as such. Being essentially good natured, (& also, wouldn’t harm my job prospects), I asked if he’d like to come over to my modest place to freshen up—-have a shower, breakfast etc. He kindly accepted. I ran a hot bath for him, and said I’d put his socks, underwear & shirt in the washing machine.
Now Martin was very attractive, evidenced from females (& I daresay, some males also) at the office; tall, & very blond, for sure he had attractive AND ‘attracting’ looks. He was in the bath, & as I was about to load the washing machine with his clothes, I did a pretty disgusting & shameful act; I sniffed his underwear, & a few times at that, & found that quite a turn on. Anyway, I lent him a dressing gown, which he duly wore when out of the bath; though he’d not tightly fastened the cord—-quite simply, his cock was visible through the dressing gown, & boy was it big, even in its flaccid state.
In a laddish way, I kinda jokingly made a remark as to its size. Said he, he’d hit it off with a girl at the party, & though they ‘slept together’ under the same cover the previous night, apart from mutual masturbation, & some good French kissing’, nothing happened; “In fact, she didn’t even make me come, though I did her with my finger!”, said he laughingly frustrated. But he’d taken her details, & would be contacting her. Adding proudly, “Yes, she also remarked on my size!”.
He sat on the bed settee, with the gown now totally open as such. I guess thinking about the previous night, I could sense an erection coming on. Capitalising on the situation, I put on a DVD featuring hetero oral sex, saying, “Bet you’d have like her to have done this for you”, as the DVD played. Now fully erect, he gently played with his huge cock. As I watched him, & not the TV, he beckoned me towards him.
I knew what he wanted, & I also knew what I wanted to do. Kneeling before this blond god, I said, & quite truthfully, “NEVER done this before”, as I wrapped my lips around his love monster. Was I stunned when I heard him say, “You were sniffing my underwear, weren’t you?”. With cock in mouth, I murmured a ‘Yes, loved it!’.
And then what I can only describe as ‘cuckoldry by proxy’ began. Martin said that when I had a steady gf, he ought to meet her, ‘cos he’d service her & make love to her in front of me. Sucking his cock was hot enough, but the idea of him pleasuring a girl friend of mine was extraordinarily stimulating. “ Yes”,,I gasped, “When I get married, I’d love you to fuck my wife in front of me!”. He upped the ante, saying, “I’ll ravish her on your wedding night, & then come with you on your honeymoon, ensuring that your marriage would never be consummated!” This was music to me ears. But the best was yet to come!
My head went fairly berserk on his cock, my head doing a disgusting ‘love dance’ on his 9 incher. I knew what was to happen, as his hand gripped the back of my head—-he was about to give, & the load that he should have deposited in the girl’s mouth the previous night, he was about to deposit in mine. Yelling out, he said, “And I’ll make your wife pregnant for you; she’ll have my love child—I’ll impregnate your missus in front of you”. As he yelled out, he gave me his outpouring of love. Manfully I accepted it; I had no choice. Quite simply I was ‘cuckold by proxy’, I swallowed some, aided by a glass of water.
I then did a lovely masturbate in front of him, telling him over & over again that Id LOVE him to impregnate my wife.
We tidied up. He spent the day (& the night) at my place, our roles having been established, with him sleeping on the bed settee, me on the floor; but not before we had a repeat ‘love session’, where the theme was the same—-this blond stud impregnating my missus,,as I sucked him off the second time in the day.
Next morning, he phoned in sick, travelling to his home instead of to the office. Naturally our acts were a secret. Indeed, since then, we’ve re enacted the theme 2 pr 3 times every month, & this cheap thrill never fails.
Indeed, even when he’s not there, & I do a masturbate, my minds eye is always the same; playing out the act of my young wife being bred by blond Martin— AND I’ve openly admitted this to him, much to his delight! So when I DO wed, this will be a commitment—-the classic cuckold theme, where the stud impregnates the cuckold’s wife.
For this, this is ‘cuckoldry by proxy’. Anyone else in a similar situation?
FUCK MY WIFE!
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I approached him; he told me he’d been to a party Saturday night, slept over, as he’d missed the last train, but now discovered that his train service was not operational due to Sunday maintenance works—-so he was ‘stuck’ as such. Being essentially good natured, (& also, wouldn’t harm my job prospects), I asked if he’d like to come over to my modest place to freshen up—-have a shower, breakfast etc. He kindly accepted. I ran a hot bath for him, and said I’d put his socks, underwear & shirt in the washing machine.
Now Martin was very attractive, evidenced from females (& I daresay, some males also) at the office; tall, & very blond, for sure he had attractive AND ‘attracting’ looks. He was in the bath, & as I was about to load the washing machine with his clothes, I did a pretty disgusting & shameful act; I sniffed his underwear, & a few times at that, & found that quite a turn on. Anyway, I lent him a dressing gown, which he duly wore when out of the bath; though he’d not tightly fastened the cord—-quite simply, his cock was visible through the dressing gown, & boy was it big, even in its flaccid state.
In a laddish way, I kinda jokingly made a remark as to its size. Said he, he’d hit it off with a girl at the party, & though they ‘slept together’ under the same cover the previous night, apart from mutual masturbation, & some good French kissing’, nothing happened; “In fact, she didn’t even make me come, though I did her with my finger!”, said he laughingly frustrated. But he’d taken her details, & would be contacting her. Adding proudly, “Yes, she also remarked on my size!”.
He sat on the bed settee, with the gown now totally open as such. I guess thinking about the previous night, I could sense an erection coming on. Capitalising on the situation, I put on a DVD featuring hetero oral sex, saying, “Bet you’d have like her to have done this for you”, as the DVD played. Now fully erect, he gently played with his huge cock. As I watched him, & not the TV, he beckoned me towards him.
I knew what he wanted, & I also knew what I wanted to do. Kneeling before this blond god, I said, & quite truthfully, “NEVER done this before”, as I wrapped my lips around his love monster. Was I stunned when I heard him say, “You were sniffing my underwear, weren’t you?”. With cock in mouth, I murmured a ‘Yes, loved it!’.
And then what I can only describe as ‘cuckoldry by proxy’ began. Martin said that when I had a steady gf, he ought to meet her, ‘cos he’d service her & make love to her in front of me. Sucking his cock was hot enough, but the idea of him pleasuring a girl friend of mine was extraordinarily stimulating. “ Yes”,,I gasped, “When I get married, I’d love you to fuck my wife in front of me!”. He upped the ante, saying, “I’ll ravish her on your wedding night, & then come with you on your honeymoon, ensuring that your marriage would never be consummated!” This was music to me ears. But the best was yet to come!
My head went fairly berserk on his cock, my head doing a disgusting ‘love dance’ on his 9 incher. I knew what was to happen, as his hand gripped the back of my head—-he was about to give, & the load that he should have deposited in the girl’s mouth the previous night, he was about to deposit in mine. Yelling out, he said, “And I’ll make your wife pregnant for you; she’ll have my love child—I’ll impregnate your missus in front of you”. As he yelled out, he gave me his outpouring of love. Manfully I accepted it; I had no choice. Quite simply I was ‘cuckold by proxy’, I swallowed some, aided by a glass of water.
I then did a lovely masturbate in front of him, telling him over & over again that Id LOVE him to impregnate my wife.
We tidied up. He spent the day (& the night) at my place, our roles having been established, with him sleeping on the bed settee, me on the floor; but not before we had a repeat ‘love session’, where the theme was the same—-this blond stud impregnating my missus,,as I sucked him off the second time in the day.
Next morning, he phoned in sick, travelling to his home instead of to the office. Naturally our acts were a secret. Indeed, since then, we’ve re enacted the theme 2 pr 3 times every month, & this cheap thrill never fails.
Indeed, even when he’s not there, & I do a masturbate, my minds eye is always the same; playing out the act of my young wife being bred by blond Martin— AND I’ve openly admitted this to him, much to his delight! So when I DO wed, this will be a commitment—-the classic cuckold theme, where the stud impregnates the cuckold’s wife.
For this, this is ‘cuckoldry by proxy’. Anyone else in a similar situation?
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