The Girlfriend Experience – Ultimate Cuckold PT2

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She just gazed at me with curiosity and wonder, as I tucked her in and positioned a pillow for her. The plan was that she was going to spend the night with me, but I’m sure she never imagined that this is what I meant by that. I blew out the candle, locked the doors, turned off the music and climbed into bed next to her, making myself comfortable as I did. She lay there, confused and patient, and I delighted in the fact that I had this much control over her, as gorgeous as she was, and with a wedding band on her finger.

I contemplated all the things I could do, as vulnerable as she was. I knew there was another level to this game, and I toyed with myself as to whether I was about to send this thing the three of us had into the stratosphere, or destroy it entirely. One must be bold sometimes, I concluded, as I rolled over, forced her legs apart, cradled her face with one hand, and gently began to fuck her again.

We entered the crucible again, just the two of us, wrapped in an embrace, me so deep inside of her that I felt I could feel her very soul caressing me. Her hands bound together, leaving her the opportunity to do nothing but cradle my face in return. I kissed her deeply, I fucked her deeply, her eyes wide as I gazed into them, “tell me you love it baby,” I demanded. “I do, I love it so much,” she dutifully replied, now as the moment I thought, you have her now, I thought, so fucking take her… and I did

“Tell me you love me,” I whispered softly, our eyes locked together, “I love you,” she replied without stumbling.” I love you too, baby.” And it was done, the ultimate line was crossed, the final level achieved, the pure solid palpable emotion of the moment was bouncing off the walls, and her body convulsed in orgasms as we gripped each other like we’d die if we dared to stop… and I filled her again, long deep and hard, proving once and for all that she belonged to me now.

It was hard to allow myself to drift off to sleep, as she lay there peacefully on her side, no choice but to present her naked vulnerable ass to me, as she tried to sleep. I looked at her as she lay there, and contemplated the majesty of this moment, and how lucky I was to find myself in a position like this.

It was 2 am when I awoke after sleeping a few hours. I had been dreaming about her, and there she was, covered only by a thin sheet, and with no choice but to bend to my desires. I went to the bathroom and thought about using her, finding myself hard as a rock again in seconds. Returning to the room I lubed up my cock, threw the sheet off, stretched her legs as far apart as they would go, gripped hold of her hair and held her down at the small of her back, ramming my way into her already wet pussy, without a single word.

She screamed, and I worried about the neighbours, and then she cried, “yes, please use me, please enjoy me, I’m your girl, breed me, just breed me!” I didn’t care about making him videos anymore, I didn’t care about playing this game anymore, we were at the top of the mountain, she had become a delightful, gorgeous, object designed purely for my pleasure, and I intended on capitalising to my hearts desire. I fucked her long, deep, hard, with no concern for her comfort, and I came again deep inside of her, as she begged me time and time again to breed her.

As morning came, we both agreed that there wasn’t much sleeping done, “I didn’t come here to sleep,” she said with a rye smile. We fucked again, sensual, erotic, connected, loving sex, the kind you find rarely during your lifetime. I gently filled her asshole with a plug, and slid a vibrating egg into her pussy, so she could feel totally consumed as I took her, and she told me again and again, “I’m your girl, I belong to you now, I love you.”

When she left, I messaged her husband with every detail, leaving nothing out, allowing him to ask any questions he wanted an answering them in glorious technicolour. He marvelled at how far his wife had gone, how open she had been to me controlling her, and how close we had become in such a short period of time.” I bet she’s already planning her next trip,” he said, and I smiled, knowing that one day soon I would visit them, and he’d be surprised to get a picture out of the blue, of her with my cock him her mouth.

I feel privileged to be invited to take part in that experience with them, and I hope that I’ve done nothing but enhance their connection. I know we both meant everything we said that night, but we meant it in the moment, in that crucible, and never would it spill over into real life. The cuckold game is a complicated one, full of pitfalls and fraught with danger, but occasionally everything falls into place, and I feel like that was an experience that I’ll never be able to replicate. So many thanks and much respect to them both, I’ll never forget them.