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The Lake House (2)[ For Megan…I was happy to have Megan back home again, of course (I’d missed her very much), but I could tell by the exhausted look on her lovely face, and in her equally beautiful and arresting eyes, that she and William, our next door neighbor, had had some very good sex; and seeing that sent a shiver of excitement (and not jealousy!) coursing through me as I let her in through the front door.My heart was pounding as she stepped past me. As she did, I inhaled her body fragrance (which I found almost intoxicating), and my cock responded by stirring and beginning to become erect.She headed towards our bedroom, and I followed behind her; admiring her fabulous figure, that, despite the fact that William had ‘had’ her over the last 48 hours, I loved knowing that, in the end, when all was said and done, she was still my wife; and that she always came back to me.”You must be very tired,” I said, helping her undress.”I am,” she said with noticeably happy agreement.”How was the lake house?””It was nice,” Megan replied, as the last of her already skimpy clothing fell onto either the bed, or onto the floor. I’d pick it up as she showered. “It wasn’t, like, big, but it was nice. Secluded, too, by some shrubs and trees.”She turned around and smiled up at me. “How were you?””I was fine. I did some stuff in the yard. And kept busy with that. But,” I added, “I missed you!”She smiled at that, and kissed me. The feel of her lips, and the taste of her mouth as our tongues slid across one another’s, sent a fire through my loins; and my cock got even stiffer!”Your very sweet,” she said. “I’m lucky your my husband.””Perhaps, but I think zonguldak escort I’m even more lucky to have you as my wife!” I replied with all earnestness.She kissed me again, and then went to take her shower; while I waited.When she came out, toweling off as she did, her nakedness seemed all the more glorious. She’d trimmed her pubic hair before going with William, and it made a slightly narrow, down-pointing wedge shape, which made my eyes follow it’s direction to her lovely pussy. My pulse surged at the knowledge that William had enjoyed exploring that. There was a slight ache in my heart thinking of that, but it wasn’t jealousy; more like…envy perhaps; but nothing remotely like resentment!Megan didn’t get dressed. Instead, she pulled the covers back and crawled into bed; and I laid down beside her and we cuddled for a long time. I was so sexually excited by then, but I knew Megan was tired, and needed so rest after the fuck-fest she and William had had together; and so I let her drift off to sleep. For a long time I laid there feeling her breathing on my face, and I studied her face, smiling to myself that this young woman was in my life! She could have had any man as a husband, but she’d married me, instead! Of course, our marriage was an unconventional one, because she had the freedom to have sex with any man she wanted, and with black men, who she preferred above all else, including me!I eventually got up out of bed and let Megan have as much sleep as she needed. Knowing her, neither she, nor William, had gotten much sleep, and I was setting in the living room when she came in, with nothing but a sheet around escort zonguldak her.”Come here,” she said, and I got up and followed her back to our bedroom. She let the sheet drop as she climbed back onto the bed, and as she turned over onto her back, and spread her lovely legs apart, I knew instantly what was going to transpire next!There was no need for her to say anything else, and I came up and lowered my face to her beautiful pussy, and I inhaled that marvelous womanly aroma, which made my cock stir again, and my heart to begin beating faster; and I immediately began kissing her her labia; which then evolved into licking my tongue between those fabulous folds of pale pinkish flesh, which I knew William’s big black cock shaft had spread apart as he’d entered her, repeatedly over those passion-filled 48 hours at the lake house!As my tongue slipped between Megan’s pussy lips, she let out a long sigh of pleasure, and hearing that made me all the more excited; and I took turns delving between her labia as well as flicking the tip of my tongue over her protruding clitoris; and that made her react even more passionately than before.As I continued to lick my tongue between Megan’s labia, and over and around her clit, she squirmed and groaned, and I found it hard to stop. She had several orgasms, too; her unmistakable shuddering inspired me to keep going; and the fact that I knew that there was probably still some of William’s sperm still inside my young wife’s pussy, that also kept urging me on, and on—but eventually, Megan had me lay down along side of her, and she took my erection (such as it was) in her hand, and she knelt zonguldak escort bayan next to me and stroked it till I had a rather intense orgasm, myself! It felt so very wonderful, too; and the fact that I wasn’t having intercourse with her, as William, and the other black men she’d been with had, didn’t matter to me. I loved Megan so very much, that any sort of physical affection from her was multiplied many times over!After I’d come, she smiled down at me so very tenderly. “There. How’s that?””It was wonderful,” I said truthfully. “Thank you so much.”She leaned down and kissed me on the mouth again; our tongues lashing across each others with a thrilling, and genuine vigor on both our parts.”I love you so much,” I said quietly.”I know you do,” she said, kissing me on the forehead. “I love you, too, you know.””I do know that,” I said, and I meant it. I meant every word of it. Sure, our ages were considerably different, but to me love was almost without age categories, or limits. I loved Megan with all my heart and soul, and I’d do nearly anything to see that she was happy. That was the least I could do, and I was determined to do my best to see that she was happy.She got up and fetched me some toilet paper and I cleaned myself up.We went out onto the patio for awhile, and setting together in the warm evening darkness, I could see William’s light on in his house, which was right next door to ours, and seeing the light made me feel that strangely exhilarating sensation that being Megan’s cuckold always made me feel. “I love you,” I said after a moment had passed.She smiled at that.”Do I make you happy, Megan?” I asked. “I mean, are you glad that we’re married? Am I a good cuckold-husband for you?””Oh yes,” she said. “Your a great husband, and a wonderful cuckold, too!””Good,” I said, and I felt so incredibly happy. So much so that it ached, but it was a good ache. A very good ache.The End
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