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Dirk and the Cuckold’s Wife
(Author’s note: this is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to any person(s) living or dead is purely coincidental. All characters depicted are at least 18 years of age.)
Dirk was standing in his garage next to his bike, a cold bottle of beer in his hand, taking a break from working on it. He was looking out of the open door of his garage and across the street, watching his new neighbors as they were talking in their driveway, standing next to their two cars. They’d moved in about a month ago and Dirk hadn’t had the chance to talk to either one of them, but he had a feeling from what he’d seen so far that he wasn’t going to like the guy very much. And he wasn’t so sure about the woman, either.
“This guy’s pussy-whipped if I’ve ever seen it!” Dirk said out loud to himself as he watched the woman clearly giving directions to her husband. She was very animated, and both the expression on her face and the gestures of her arms and hands told Dirk everything he needed to know about her — or so he thought. She was obviously the one wearing the pants in the family, and Dirk didn’t know whether to dislike the husband or pity him. Either way, Dirk was just glad he wasn’t him despite what the wife looked like.
The woman was a stunner, a real sexpot, no doubt about it. Blond hair, a pretty face, tall and slender, long legs that went all the way up to a fantastically rounded and firm ass, and a set of simply killer big tits that stood out proudly from her chest like a pair of twin torpedoes. She was wearing a yellow halter top and a pair of skin-tight white chino pants that sat low on her hips and showed just about everything. Dirk was impressed by her flat, firm stomach, and was that a diamond piercing he saw glinting from her navel? Dirk wondered how many hours in the gym it took to get and keep a body like that, and the thought of her in a skin-tight workout outfit made him smile. A pair of black spiked heels that must have been about 4 inches tall completed her outfit.
The husband was “Joe Average,” about six feet tall, maybe 180 pounds soaking wet, with brunette hair kept fairly short, a “regular” build (if there was such a thing), and black plastic framed glasses. There was absolutely nothing remarkable about him at all, and Dirk couldn’t help but wonder how he had managed to land a woman such as the one he was looking at.
Dirk took another pull from his beer as he watched the conversation unfold, admiring the way her big tits moved inside her halter top. “God, I’d love to see those things naked!” he said out loud, smiling to himself. The conversation ended with the woman giving the man a peck on the cheek, after which he got into his car and drove away. The woman waved at her husband as he drove off, then looked up and saw Dirk standing in the shadows of his garage. She smiled and waved at him, and Dirk lifted the beer up in return. Then she turned and went into the house, and Dirk went back to working on his bike.
It was only about ten minutes later when he heard a female voice from the open garage doorway behind him. “Nice bike!” the voice said, and Dirk turned around to see who it was, still squatting down next to his bike. He was surprised to see the woman from across the street standing there smiling at him. “What is it?” she asked, crossing her arms beneath her mammoth tits, cocking her hips as she put one foot out to the side. Dirk stood up and faced her, pulling a shop rag out of his back pocket and wiping his hands with it as he replied.
“It’s a Harley, 2003 Heritage Softail Classic,” he replied, his guard up. “The 100th Anniversary Edition, actually, best bike I’ve ever owned.”
“That explains why you’ve had it for 17 years, I guess,” she said, smiling at him like the cat who was about to eat the canary.
“Exactly,” Dirk replied, sitting back on the seat of his bike. “The new bikes are nice and all, but they’re too complicated for me, too much electronic shit that can go wrong and fuck up your ride. This one is simple, classic, and does what I need it to do. This was my first Harley, and I have no plans on ever getting rid of it!”
“A man with commitment,” she said, her smile getting bigger. “I like that! I’m Kimberly,” she said, stepping forward and extending her hand. Dirk reached out and took it, giving it a shake as he replied.
“Dirk,” he said. “Nice to meet you, Kimberly.”
“Please, call me ‘Kim,’ and the pleasure is all mine, I assure you!” she replied. “I see you’re in a club,” she said, smiling and looking at his vest while she looked him over. “‘High-Side,’ is that you?” she asked, pointing at his road name patch.
“Yeah, that’s my road name,” Dirk said. He had just had this same conversation with the wife of his best friend not too long ago, and the memories of that night came flooding back to him in a rush. He still couldn’t get over his best friend asking him to fuck his own wife, and how it all turned out.
“One of these days you’ll have to tell me how you got it,” she said, and Dirk was relieved that he didn’t have Fatih Escort to go through the story of his road name again so soon.
“I’ll do that,” he said, getting up from his bike and going over to the small refrigerator under his work bench. “Would you like a beer, Kim?” he asked, bending over to open the refrigerator. When he stood up and turned around with a beer in his hand Kim was standing so close to him that he almost ran into her, and before he could react she stepped in even closer, her big tits lightly pressing against his chest. Dirk saw the look in her eyes and recognized it right away, and he immediately knew where she was headed.
“Later,” she said softly, her voice low and husky. “Right now I want some of this!” she said as she reached out and placed the palm of her hand right onto Dirk’s cock, rubbing it firmly up and down. Dirk felt his cock respond immediately, shifting under her hand as it began to expand. Kim glanced down for a moment and then looked back up at Dirk, smiling as she spoke again.
“He likes me!” she said, rubbing harder.
“What’s not to like?” Dirk replied, returning her bravado right back at her. “But what about your husband? I don’t think he’d much like what you’re doing right now, nor do I think he’d like what I think you’re going to do next.”
“My husband likes what I tell him to like,” Kim replied, still rubbing Dirk’s quickly hardening cock with the palm of her hand.
“So it’s like that, huh? I thought so,” he said, leaning back against the work bench and letting Kim continue to rub his cock — which was getting bigger and harder by the moment.
“You thought what?” she said softly, looking up at him and squeezing his hardening shaft through his jeans. “That I’m in charge, and that he does what I tell him to do?”
“Something like that, yeah,” Dirk replied. “I got that from watching the conversation you had with him this morning out in the driveway before he went to work.”
“It’s more than you think, Dirk,” she said, giving him a half-smile as she squeezed his cock again. “Much more!”
“Let me guess — he’s a cuckold, right?” Dirk said, causing Kim to grin.
“Exactly!” she said. “But enough about him. Right now I want this big, hard cock of yours in my mouth! I want to taste you, suck on you, and drink you down when I make you cum in my mouth!” she said breathlessly, stepping in close to him. She grabbed the top of his jeans with both hands and began working them open, yanking the zipper down when she got the button open and shoving her hand into them. She wrapped her fingers around his hard shaft and began pumping, reaching up with her other hand and placing it behind his neck to pull his mouth down to hers. She kissed him hard and deep, slipping her tongue into his mouth as she pumped his cock in her hand, and Dirk slid his hands around to her huge tits and grabbed them hard. He squeezed and kneaded the big mounds in his hands, and Kim moaned in his mouth. She took her hands from his cock and his neck long enough to pull her halter top open and set her tits free, and Dirk immediately grabbed onto them again as she regained her grip on his cock.
“I want you!” she whispered, breaking off the kiss but maintaining her grip on his cock. “I want to taste you!” she said, dropping to her knees in front of him. She pulled his jeans open with both hands, setting his cock free; she noticed he wasn’t wearing anything under them, and she paused to look at it for a moment. She moved her nose right up next to the tip and inhaled, closing her eyes and smiling as she inhaled his scent.
“I just love the way a real man’s cock smells!” she whispered, looking up at him. “It smells so fuckin’ good!” she said, gripping it in her hand and pumping the shaft again. She ran her nose down the underside of his cock and over his balls, inhaling deeply, then stuck out her tongue and licked him along the underside of his cock from his balls up to the tip. When she got to the tip she immediately close her lips around the head of his cock and sucked him into her mouth, sliding her wet mouth down onto his cock until she had all of him in her mouth. Her nose pressed against his abdomen as she slid her tongue around the underside of his shaft, then she sucked hard as she slid her mouth back up his cock to the tip. She repeated this several times, and soon Dirk’s cock was shiny and wet with her saliva. When she got to the head of his cock she paused, looking up at Dirk as she sucked on it for a moment before releasing it. She wrapped her hand around his cock and began slowly pumping it again as she spoke.
“So how does it feel to have another man’s wife sucking your cock, Dirk?” she asked, licking the tip of his cock for emphasis. “Are you okay with that?” she asked, teasingly.
“You aren’t the first married woman I’ve had sucking my dick, sweetheart,” Dirk replied, looking down at her. “And you won’t be the first married woman I’ve fucked before, either. I just can’t help but wonder how your husband is going to take all of this if he finds out,” he said.
“It’s Fatih Escort not a matter of ‘if,’ lover, it’s a matter of ‘when,'” she said, giving him that half-grin again. “Still don’t believe me? Okay, then watch this!” She reached into her back pocket with her free hand and retrieved her cell phone, pushing a button on it while still pumping Dirk’s cock. She leaned over and sucked on the head of his dick while it rang, releasing it with a ‘pop’ when the call went through.
“Hi, baby, it’s me,” she said, looking up at Dirk with her hand pumping his cock. “You made it to work okay? Great, baby, I’m glad. Look, baby, remember how we were talking last week and I told you how I really wanted to fuck other men, specifically the biker guy across the street? The one I said I thought was so fuckin’ hot? Remember that? You do? Good! Well, I just wanted you to know that right now I’m on my knees in front of him in his garage, and I’m sucking his cock!” She paused as her husband said something on the other end that Dirk couldn’t hear, sucking on the head of his cock while her husband was talking. She slipped her mouth from his cock to reply.
“That’s right, baby right now! I’ve got his big cock in my hand right now, and my God, is he hard!” she said, smiling up at Dirk again. “Yeah, he is! Much harder than you ever get! And I think he’s bigger and thicker than you are, too! So I’m gonna suck his dick a little more and then I’m gonna let him fuck me, okay, baby? And no, there’s nothing you can do about it, you know. I’m going to fuck him and that’s all there is to it!” She paused again for a moment before continuing, her hand still pumping his cock.
“Great! And just so you’ll know, baby, as much as I’d like for him to cum inside me I think I’m gonna make him cum in my mouth…uh-huh, in my mouth! And then I’m gonna swallow his cum…yes, I’m gonna swallow his cum! And maybe if you’re a good boy tonight, and I mean a really good boy, then maybe I’ll let you cum in my mouth and swallow your cum!” There was another short pause as the husband said something else, and she sucked on the head of his cock again as he spoke. After just a few moments she continued.
“Ok, baby, well, I’ve got this big hard dick in front of my face right now, and if I don’t get my pussy wrapped around it soon I’m gonna go out of my mind! So I’m gonna hang up and fuck him now, okay?” she said, looking up at Dirk. “Okay, baby, I’ll talk to you later! Bye!” she said, then pressed a button on the phone to end the call. She tossed the cell phone onto the work bench next to Dirk, then looked up at him, grinning.
“Believe me now?” she said, looking up at him past the head of his cock right in front of her face. His precum was flowing like a river by now, and she stuck her tongue out and licked it from his cock after she spoke.
“Absolutely,” he said, watching her. “You’ve really got him wrapped around your little finger, don’t you?” he said.
“So tight he can hardly breathe!” she replied, grinning again.
“And you don’t think him knowing that I fucked his wife is gonna be a problem later on?” he asked as she slurped on the head of his cock some more. “After all, I do live right across the street, and it’s not like he’s not gonna see me just about every day.” She slid her mouth down his shaft once and held it there for a moment before sliding her mouth off and replying.
“It won’t be a problem because I’ll tell him it won’t be a problem,” she replied, giving him a slightly evil smile and cocking one eyebrow at him. “Now are we gonna fuck or not?” she asked.
“Oh, yeah, we’re gonna fuck!” he replied, grabbing her by the wrist and yanking her to her feet. He stepped to the side and shoved her roughly against the work bench, making her gasp as he moved in behind her. She braced herself with her hands on the wall as he bent her over the bench, her big tits pressing against the smooth surface of the workbench, then grabbed her pants with both hands at the hips and yanked downwards. The button and zipper holding them closed gave way, the button flying and the zipper popping open as he pulled them down her legs. Dirk wasn’t surprised to see that she wasn’t wearing any panties; he also wasn’t surprised to see the wetness covering her outer lips. Her pussy was shaven smooth, the outer lips pink and glistening, and her musk filled the room immediately.
“Oh! Ahh, wait a minute, wait…”she began as she tried to stand up straight. “Ooof!” she cried as Dirk shoved her back down, and she slapped her hands back against the wall for support. Dirk pulled her pants as far down her legs as he could, and then he slapped her hard on the ass. The sound of his hand smacking against her ass sounded like a rifle shot in the garage, and Kim cried out in surprise.
“Spread your legs!” Dirk commanded, and when she didn’t move fast enough he smacked her on the ass again, harder. The red imprint of his hand was clearly visible, and he knew that hubby was sure to see it later on that night. But that wasn’t his problem, so he didn’t care.
“That’s the man I Escort Fatih wanted to see!” Kim said, looking back at him with a grin on her face while she spread her legs as far apart as she could, the chino pants around her knees. “Use me, Dirk! Use me like I’m your personal fuck toy! Fuck me! Fuck me hard, you big stud!”
Dirk moved in close behind her, his own jeans around his knees as well, and placed a hand on her back as he grasped his throbbing, rock-hard cock with the other. He rubbed the head up and down her slit a couple of times to spread her juices over it and make it slick, then he placed it against the opening of her pussy. Then he grabbed her by the hips and yanked her back onto his cock, thrusting forward at the same time and impaling her on his cock. She was so wet that he slid all the way in on the first thrust, and he felt his balls bump against her clit.
“Aaauughhhh!” Kim cried loudly, squeezing her eyes closed in ecstasy as Dirk shoved his cock into her pussy. She groaned as he held it there for a moment, then began moaning as he began thrusting. He thrusted hard and fast, fucking her in long, deep strokes, shoving his cock in and out of her as deep as he could with every thrust. He gripped her hips tightly in his hands and used them for leverage, yanking her back against him with every forward thrust. She groaned and gasped in time with his thrusts, his cock sliding in and out of her pussy over and over again.
“Oh…my God…yes…yes…yes!” she cried in time with his thrusts. “Fuck me…fuck me…use me…like…the slut…that I am!” It was all Kim could do to keep her balance with her hands on the wall in front of her, Dirk was fucking her so hard. He was pounding her pussy just as she had wanted, hard and fast, and she knew it wasn’t going to be long before she was cumming all over his hard cock.
“I’m…gonna…cum…I’m…gonna…cum!” she gasped, feeling her orgasm building quickly. ‘Where the hell was this stud when I was single?’ she thought to herself as Dirk continued pounding her with his cock.
“So cum, then!” Dirk said without pausing or missing a beat. “Don’t talk about it, do it!”
And she did. As soon as Dirk uttered those words her orgasm hit, exploding inside her body like a bomb. She cried out and squeezed her eyes shut, gritting her teeth as the powerful orgasm rocked her body to the depths of her being. She was cumming hard, harder than she’d ever cum before, and Dirk could feel her pussy fluttering and contracting around his cock as she came. He continued his thrust, pushing harder and deeper as she came, and he wasn’t surprised when she had a second orgasm immediately after the first.
“NNNNNGGGHHH!!” Kim cried through clenched teeth as the second orgasm shook her body, her eyes squeezed shut, a grimace on her face as the powerful waves of pleasure rocked through her. She pushed back against Dirk, meeting his thrusts as her orgasm ran its course, and when it was finally done it left her covered with a fine sheet of sweat and gasping for breath. Dirk slowed his thrusts until he was slowly sliding in and out of her sopping wet pussy in long, easy strokes, and Kim dropped down onto the work bench, resting on her forearms. Her mouth was hanging open and she was panting for breath when she looked back at Dirk and spoke.
“Oh my God, that was incredible!” she said, a big grin on her face. “I’ve never been fucked like that before! And I came so fuckin’ hard!” she said, looking back at him.
“And now you’re gonna make me cum,” Dirk said, looking back.
“Yes I am!” Kim said, jumping up and spinning around to face him. Dirk let her go and felt his cock slip out of her pussy as she moved, dropping to her knees in front of him and grabbing his slippery, glistening cock with one hand while seizing his heavy balls in the other. She pumped his cock and squeezed his balls gently as she looked up at him and spoke again.
“I’m gonna make you cum in my mouth, and I’m gonna swallow every drop!” she whispered sexily.
She slipped her mouth over the head of his cock and down his shaft, taking it all in one swift movement. She immediately began sliding her mouth up and down the length of his cock, sliding her tongue along the underside of his cock and sucking on it hard as she moved. She kneaded and squeezed his balls with one hand while she sucked on his throbbing shaft, her soft, wet lips sliding up and down over and over again.
“You taste so fuckin’ good!” she said, pausing just long enough to speak. “I can taste myself on your cock!” Then she slipped her lips back over the head of his cock and resuming sucking on it.
‘Damn, she’s good!’ Dirk thought to himself as he watched her head bobbing up and down on his cock. She was sucking on him with a steady, even rhythm that wasn’t fast and wasn’t slow, but just right. She was applying a great deal of suction to his cock when she pulled her head back, never letting it slip completely out of her mouth but keeping the head inside. She looked up at him as she worked him over, tugging and pulling on his balls as she slid her mouth steadily up and down on his cock, and the look in her eyes was begging him to cum. He was beginning to feel the first faint twinges of an impending orgasm building in his balls as she released his cock from her mouth for a moment to speak.
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