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The Email Cuckold - 4
by Illicit Writer (illicitwriter@hotmail.com)

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Karen's adventures continue. How far will she go and how 
much will it turn Ken on? (MF, FF, bi, exh, reluc, oral)

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	Ken sat in his bed with his laptop on his thighs and a hard on in his hands. It was hard not to jerk off on these girls nights out, knowing that men were flirting with his wife... and more. Visions of men fondling his wife, going down on her.... Thinking of her sucking off a guy... it flamed the fires of lust within him.
	He had already jacked off once... soon after he had put the kids to bed. He had promised himself to wait for his wife, but here he was, perusing the emails, and stroking his cock. He opened one of his favorites... from a guy named Connor. He had read through the email many times, but it still turned him on.


	I met your wife at the bar and she was as hot as you had promised. At first, I thought her friends were going to cock block me, but once we all got on the dance floor, they left the two of us alone.
	Your wife great, big breasts were pressed against me as we grinded together. She pretended to be shy, but I could see her perky nipples through her dress. She was clearly getting turned on. When my leg went between hers, I could feel the heat radiating from her. She ground her cunt against my leg.
	Dude, I couldn't help myself. I grabbed those melons of hers and kneaded them roughly. She groaned and moved harder against me.
	It was more than I hoped when I felt her fingers on my crotch. Her fingers traced the outline of my cock. It sent a tingling and when it twitched, she laughed with delight. She pulled her hand away and I thought that would be it, but then she started tugging down my zipper! Right there on the dance floor! 
	She kept dancing even as she stroked me! People started to notice but I think that just turned her on more! She stroked me until I came! 
	Then she turned around and walked off the dance floor. Definitely tell me next time she goes out, I'd love to tap that ass!


	Ken looked down at his own sticky mess. That email always made him cum. He cleaned himself off with a nearby tissue. He hadn't had the guts to email Connor back. He wasn't sure if he was ready for his wife to actually fuck someone. He looked over at the clock. It was almost 12:30! His wife could be home at any minute.
	Quickly he made sure he had cleaned up and then shut down his computer. He liked to pretend to be sleeping when she got home so she could jump his bones. Their love making was always hot. He imagined that she was still thinking of all the men she had teased. How far had she gone?
	Ken stared up at the ceiling, his body tingling with anticipation. Was Karen fucking any of these guys? He was pretty sure she wasn't. He figured that the men would be happy to brag if that happened. Even the guy who claimed she had given him head had seemed a bit bogus. 
	He heard a car door slam outside. She's home! He tried to slow his breathing and pretend he was asleep. It was hard though as he heard her move around the house, his anticipation building. Finally she came into the room. He heard her shed her clothes. But this time, instead of climbing directly into bed, she walked into the bathroom and started washing her face and brushing her teeth. 
	Ken was confused but decided to keep up the façade of him sleeping. She came to the bed but stood a long time before getting in. His heart fell as he thought she was just going to go to sleep. But then Karen climbed on top of him, her shins pinning each of his arms. He felt her warm legs press against his ears a moment before her pussy ground against his lips. Eagerly, he started licking. He loved the fact that she demanded this without asking if he was in the mood.
	A low moan let him know he was hitting the right spot. She was already wet, but not as messy as some previous nights out. He licked his tongue firmly up and down her wet slit. In this position, he couldn't use his fingers which meant that it would take her longer to cum. He tried to vary it by moving his tongue side to side against her clit. He was rewarded with her musky taste filling his mouth. He felt her shift forward, grabbing onto the headboard before grinding against his face with renewed passion.
	Ken valiantly tried to keep up with the faster pace. His tongue flew along her pussy and he concentrated on making sure his tongue hit her clit each time. He felt her juices begin to run down his face now. 
	Suddenly, she stopped moving and just sat, letting her entire weight press against his face. Confused, Ken stopped licking her. Growling she grabbed his head and pressed her cunt down.
	"Keep going."
	Immediately, Ken obeyed. He plunged his tongue deep, moving it up into her pussy before ending and her clit and then repeating. She ground herself completely against him, moving in small circular movements. She pressed harder and Ken began have trouble breathing through his nose. He tried to keep going, moving his tongue deeper and deeper within her. She ground harder in response. He was getting a little dizzy. 
	Suddenly he felt her pussy twitch and a wetness poured over his face. Karen gasped ground herself one more time into his face. As soon as she raised her hips, he gasped for breath. He felt his wife move down his body to fuck him. But he could feel that he wasn't hard yet. Damn! He shouldn't have wacked off twice!
	 Karen grasped his manhood and began stroking it. He felt it respond, but only barely.
	"What's the matter honey?" She whispered.
	"I kind of got horny... and I took care of business." He said sheepishly.
	"Awww.... Not waiting for me?" She laughed. "That's a naughty boy." To Ken's surprise, she didn't stop stroking him. Instead, she increased the pace. "Do you want to hear how a guy... another young guy! He kept hitting on me. He'd dance up against me and I could feel his hard cock." Ken felt a stirring in his cock. "I'd move away and he'd dance closer. Until one time, he was holding my hand while he danced and guided it to his cock!"
	Ken was hard now and he expected Karen to climb onto his cock, but she just kept jacking him off.
	"He even whispered to me that I should suck him!"Excitement ran through Ken. Watching his wife jack him off, he imagined those sexy lips wrapped around a strange cock. "Should I have sucked his cock Ken? Should I have swallowed his cum?"
	Ken's cock throbbed and he spurted!
	Karen cooed. "Good job baby."
	Ken felt his wife's hand scoop up his cum. It was great that she still took care of him even when he had trouble getting it up.
	Surprise knifed through him as he felt something on his lips. It was Karen's finger!
	"What, Karen?" He pushed her hand away. "What are you doing?"
	"You didn't mind sucking your cum out of my pussy." She smiled at him. "Besides you didn't cum much..."
	He felt her fingers on his lips again. Tentatively, he opened his mouth and her fingers slid in. He tasted... it was slightly salty, but there really wasn't much taste at all. If it turned on his wife...
	"Good job baby."	
	He cleaned off her fingers and her fingers slid out. He felt them slide along his stomach and return to his mouth. He cleaned off her fingers and she repeated the process until finally, he finished.
	"Good night honey."
	His wife gave him a quick peck and went to bed.
	The next day, Karen had taken the kids to the zoo. Ken stayed behind to take care of some paperwork. He tried to stay away from his secret email, but his work just got jumbled in his mind. Finally, he decided he needed to take a break.
	He opened his email and saw that there was a new message. Eagerly he opened it up. 
	

	a promise is a promise! you let me know about your hot wife so I thought I should let you know how last night went.
	she was so hot for it! I saw her across the bar immediately (her rack is spectacular! sometime soon i want to go tit diving). we started dancing. her ass was right up against my cock. i could tell she was hot for it. i grabbed those tremendous tits and she just grinded harder. so i danced her to where the walls kind of join together. she sucked my cock less than 5 feet away from where people were dancing!
	her mouth was awesome. i've never had anyone take me as deep as she did. then she swallowed it all without missing a drop. but the kinkiest, hottest thing was that she didn't stop sucking my cock until i pulled her off of it. what a nympho!
	i don't know what type of kinky shit relationship you and your wife have, but I'd bang her anytime. just let me know when n where.


	Ken's cock spurted as he finished reading the email. As he was cleaning himself up, he remembered last night. His wife had talked about a young guy wanting a bj! Had she really sucked a guy off? Was his wife really slutting it up? He realized he was unconsciously licking his hand free of the last remains of his cum.
	Quickly he wiped it off with a paper towel.
	How far was he willing to go with this? 

To be continued...

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