Tag: cuckolded by couple

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No, Kitten

“That’s it, kitten. Enjoy hubby’s big cock. That’s it. I love hearing you moan.”

“So good. So deep.”

“That’s right. Hubby is going in deep. He’s going paint your womb with his seed.”

“No! Can’t. Not protected.”

“Oh yes he is, sweetie. He’s going to plant his seed inside your fertile cunt.”

“Oh god! He’s going faster. Can feel him swelling. Need to get off.”

“Oh no you don’t. I am going to hold you here so he can finish off inside of you, my sweet kitten. You’re going to have a beautiful baby bump.”

Your girlfriend had stopped having sex with you shortly after she started hanging out with that married couple down the street. Not that she denied you outright; she was just always with them so late into the night. And she seemed so exhausted. She said they were training for a triathlon, and you believed her, for the most part. But some things didn’t add up. Who trains so late at night all the time? And you never saw them running or biking around the neighborhood. When she declared she was pregnant, the dates really didn’t add up…

The hot new couple in the apartment down the hall kept inviting your girlfriend to dinner with them. She deferred at first but eventually ran out of excuses and conceded. “I’m sure they meant both of us,” she assured you, but you weren’t so certain. They had pointedly invited only her, right in front of you, repeatedly. 

You weren’t too upset since, like you girlfriend, they were both mathematicians. Another night of math talk would drive you mad. You were spared the social awkwardness when you got called in to work that night. 

You got home late, but your girlfriend still wasn’t back. You could see light through their peephole, but knocking on the door gave no answer. Pressing your ear to the door, you clearly heard the grunts and moans of exuberant intercourse. “H’okay, don’t want t interrupt that,” you thought, walking away. Your girlfriend must have gone out for something, you reasoned. Strange that she didn’t respond to text, though. 

She returned an hour later, waking you up with a kiss. “Sorry, honey, I stayed up late with them, drinking and talking.”

“Is that…all?”

“Yeah, you really dodged a bullet. They would have bored you to tears. But I think we’re gonna be great friends! We have a standard date-uh-dinner night planned each week now. Don’t worry, I said you’d be busy.”