You know how sometimes you get the feeling that you might have fucked up and that perhaps you’re in the doghouse? I was beginning to get that feeling.
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“You told Simon what?” Amanda shouted at me.
“I told him I’m a cuckold.”
Amanda just glared at me.
Yeah. I’m definitely in trouble here I thought to myself. Now is she pissed because I told Simon specifically? Pissed because I told someone in our group of friends? Pissed because she thinks Simon might think poorly of her or something else? The look on her face told me I was about to find out
“I get that you fucking idiot. But why? What the fuck’s he going to think of me? He’s going to think I’m some sort of slut who just goes around fucking random men. Oh fucking brilliant. And I like Simon; he’s a good friend and now you’ve just gone and ruined everything. Dick head. Twat. Why don’t you just tell everyone that I fuck other men. Why not tell all our neighbours whilst you’re at it.”
I was a little scared to be honest. I’d seen her when she’s been annoyed but never quite like this. I wasn’t entirely sure where this might go. Just then my phone pinged. I glanced at it to see the Signal icon flash up on the screen.
“Is that Simon?” she asked. “Well go on, look at it. You might as well.”
I unlocked it and looked. “Yes, it’s from Simon” I said with a mixture of fear and apprehension as my shoulders dropped dejectedly.
“You might as well answer it.”
“Ok” was all I could mumble in response.
As I looked down at the screen I saw Amanda grab her phone and start to furiously hammer a message on the screen. I could guess who she was getting in touch with but thought it unwise to ask.
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Simon:
About last night. Could we finish what we started?
Me:
Not the best time. I think I’ll be sleeping in the shed tonight or maybe for the rest of the week.
Simon:
You told her that you’d told me? I guess she’s upset.
Me:
That’s a mild understatement. Catch up later.
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Just then her phone pinged. She looked at the message and smiled. “Right. I’m off out. Be thankful I’m not going to strip you, kick you in your nuts, stand on your cock, make you drink my piss and lock you up in the smallest chastity device I can find. You’d probably like that you freak.”
I didn’t think it was a good idea to say that yes, I’d like any or all of those.
“And don’t go thinking that you’ll be getting any special little treats to eat when I get home. I’m still pissed at you.” And with that, she opened the front door and marched out, banging the door shut loudly on her way out.
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Me:
Ok. She’s gone out.
Simon:
Out to cool off, or out for a fuck?
Me:
Oh definitely a revenge fuck. No question about that.
Simon:
How bad is it?
Me:
Force 11 on the Beaufort. Gusting 12.
Simon:
Yeah, that’s bad. Do you want to do this another day?
Me:
Oh I think she’ll be out for quite a while so go for it.
Simon:
Fair enough. You said last night that you lick her pussy after she’s come back from a fuck. Does she clean up before she lets you lick her? Do you taste other men? Um. I’m not sure what to ask really…..
Me:
Ok. Reasonable questions given where we left things last night. Still on pub rules?
Simon:
We’re not in the pub any more 😀
But ok, let’s go with pub rules.
Me:
She commented one time that one of her fucks had really nice tasting cum. (Apparently he ate a lot of fruit, didn’t smoke, didn’t drink alcohol and kept well hydrated). I jokingly said if its so good then save some for me. (I’ve always had a thing for liquids). She saved some and I tried it out and she was right; it was delicious. Not long after, she went on the pill and started allowing him (and now others) to cum inside her. I’ve been licking mine and other mens cum out of her since then. I find the smell and taste of pussy juice and cum to be an amazing combination.
Simon:
Wow. So you actually eat spunk from other men. And you like it. Are all cuckolds like this?
Me:
I can’t really comment about others because I haven’t met any in real life, but yes, from the ones I’ve chatted to online, some certainly do like to clean up their wives.
Simon:
Does it all taste the same?
Me:
The underlying flavour is constant for all men but some men have slightly sweeter cum whilst others have a slightly more bitter taste. It really does seem to come down to diet and alcohol consumption.
Simon:
Ever had it straight from the source 😉
Me:
Are you offering?
No I haven’t, but in the right circumstances I might consider it.
Simon:
!!!!!!! Oh um, I wasn’t actually offering. But you’re saying you’d take another man’s cock in your mouth and let him blow his load down your throat?
Me:
If there’s one thing I’ve realised is that we only have one shot at life (as we know it) so we might as well try as much as we can.
Simon:
I guess so.
Me:
Ok. A personal one. I’ve always wanted to see what giving a BJ would be like.
With you.
Simon:
Sorry what?
Me:
Remember that time at college when I had to almost break down the dorm door to drag your hungover and sorry ass to that exam? When I finally got in, you were lying there, passed out on the bed with your cock hanging out. I couldn’t believe the size and almost dropped to my knees to lick it. But we had an exam to get to so I just woke you up and made you a coffee to get you moving. To this day, I still regret not sucking you 🙁
And I’ve never given a man a BJ.
Simon:
I’m trying to process this…..
Cranberries
Me:
OK.
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Cranberries means that his girlfriend has appeared and he’s going offline. She really doesn’t like him talking to other people even though they might be friends.
I kind of kicked around the house waiting for Amanda to come home. Five hours later she did and I think she was still pissed. Even though she was smiling, I could tell I was still due some punishment.
“How was it?”
“Fucking awesome. He came in me, made me squirt all over the place and then came in me again. One of the best fucks we’ve ever had. I had 5 orgasms and my pussy is still tingling. I need a shower now because I stink. Come upstairs with me.”
Maybe she wasn’t so pissed off after all. Maybe I’d still get to lick her used and dirty pussy. As we got into the bathroom it soon became clear that well, I wouldn’t get anything except some taunting. She stripped off all her clothes apart from her knickers before stepping into the shower and firmly closing the door behind her; making sure I stayed on the other side of the glass. Her nipples stood proud and looked sore; almost as though he’d really been chewing on them or twisting them. I know she likes having her nipples tweaked hard and it’s the only SM thing she likes. It’s rare for her to allow or even encourage it because she’s sore for days after. I guess she wanted it harder than I expected and wanted to make a point. This was my punishment; to see just how much fun she’d had and how little I’d be getting.
It’s fair to say that she had to unstick her knickers but eventually she managed to pull them down. She held up the crotch to the door and I could clearly see a thick creamy white streak of cum and pussy juice stretching all the way front the front to the back. They were also soaked through and almost dripping wet. I guess she’d squirted in them too. She looked at me evilly whilst wringing them out and letting all those delicious tastes fall into the shower tray; discarded, unwanted even. I whimpered like a puppy but she kept up that evil grin. Parting her legs slightly, I could see that she was still ‘juicy’ and she pulled her lips apart so I could see the damage. She looked raw and I could see cum oozing slowly out of her.
“You want this?”
I put on my best sad puppy dog face but it had no effect.
“Too bad. It’s about to be gone”
With that she leant back against the wall, spread her legs a bit more, pulled back her lips and jetted a hot stream at the shower screen. As the jet subsided to a trickle, she looked at me and said. “There. All gone now.” And with that she turned on the shower and washed herself.
I felt utterly dejected and miserable.
To be continued. (perhaps)
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