SABOUR
By Anonymous

She met him at a friends house. I was there too and saw him stalk
her insistently. At first I paid no attention to him, he was a
short stocky, balding man, from somewhere in the Middle East.
Nora found his insistent pursuit a little funny and somewhat
flattering. 

A few day later she told me he had gotten our phone number from
our hostess of that night and had called. He was direct in his
approach. He asked Nora to meet him at his apartment. No
evasions, no pretense. He just wanted to fuck her. Eventually she
met him for coffee one afternoon. On their second meeting he
fucked her and she told me about it in bed later that night. 

He was a very good lover. He had a huge cock and made her come.
She found his crudeness a turn on. At the second meeting he asked
her how she kept it from me. Nora let the cat out of the bag and
told him that I was a cuckold. He was instantly turned on, having
just fucked he got hard right away and fucked her insistently
asking about how this fucking would be reported to me. The idea of
cuckolding me fired him up. At the third meeting he openly
discussed the possibility of fucking Nora while I watched. "I
read that some cuckolds like that" from there he went on to tell
her his fantasy, to be serviced by the husband, to have his cock
sucked by the cuckold and then to be helped to fuck the wife. 

Like all the other times Nora got fucked by Sabour we had hot
fucking in our bed. this time it was even hotter. We decided to go
for it. Our first time with such a direct involvement by me. 

What was it like? 

To kneel in between the legs of this crude and truculent man
sucking his cock, the cock that was soon to be fucking my wife? 

This is a shocking question. If it were not asked in a forum
where cuckolds and wannabe cuckolds gathered it would certify the
writer for some strange treatment. 

Well let me tell you. 

It was a strange warm feeling inside. At one level, the thinking
level there was the voice of normality saying, more like shouting
"you stupid bastard, you little cocksucker grovelling in front of
this schmuck, not only is he fucking your wife, he makes you suck
him too". At another level there was this intense heat, the very
idea that I was doing this shocking act, licking the cock that
had fucked and would soon be fucking my wife again, fired me up,
this voice was more primal "suck him, make hard for her,
feel his thickness and rigidity, he is so powerful, a real big
cock for my wife, get him as hard and as eager to fuck her as
possible, increase her pleasure, go on!". 

So I knelt and let my tongue travel around the contours of his
cockhead doing what I would like done to me. He was not fully
hard at first. As I licked his cock Nora touched his chest and
kissed him. I could hear him moan through the wet sounds of their
kissing. I was absorbed in my task that I did not look up to see
what they were doing. I just felt the effect of their kissing in
his gathering hardness. His cock swelled up and quivered in my
hands. I licked voraciously at his cock head, now gorged and
tight like a fresh apple. I licked up and down his thick
dark shaft. I felt a gentle nudge on my head, Nora's hand, and
opened my mouth to engulf the head.  

Sabour moaned and pushed forward giving me more length. I took
it. He was absolutely rigid now and I knew he was at the peak of
his excitement. Soon he would either come in my mouth or want to
fuck my wife. I moved off him. 

"I think Sabour is ready to fuck" I announced to them. They broke
their embrace and looked at me sleepily. Nora smiled, looking
almost drunk. "Hmmm, yes, I think that is a great idea..." her
voice trailed off and she took hold of his thickness in her
hand. Her wedding ring shone around the his cock, the cock I had
made so ready for her. I felt a pleasant heat in my balls. I
wanted him to fuck her so much, the desire felt like a warm water
ballon in my guts. 

His reaction was crude but it added to my heat. "Nice suck
Johnny, better than many women boy" his tone as always a little
mocking and demeaning.  

"Yes you fat cocked bastard, I thought to myself, I got you so
nice and hard to fuck my wife, come on let me guide that huge cock
of yours into her, fuck her you asshole". I just smiled and said
nothing. 

He pushed Nora back on the bed and moved along with her kissing
her on the mouth. She splayed her legs wide open. I saw her cunt
gape, her slit shining in the midst of her hairy thatch. She was
ready for him, like a mare in heat. I could still taste her cunt
on my lips. I thought he was just going to move in between her
thighs and fuck. He started and when he was crouched above her he
stopped and looked at me sitting be the side of them. 

"Put me in your wife Johnny, give me a helping hand here, maybe a
helping tongue too". The fucker knew I wanted to join them
together, he could read my mind. I moved around bending into an
awkward angle to be able to lick at his cock and Nora's cunt
while he entered her. Nora too wanted it. She drew her thigh
closest to me back giving me access. I licked at her and then at
his poised cock, trying to push it towards her open cunt. He just
stayed like that looking down at me. I looked into his eyes, they
were a mixture of lust and arrogance. He smiled a self satisfied
smile and then pushed forward. I eagerly followed with my mouth
licking and felt him sink into Nora. Her thick cunt lips
stretched around him and her moan filled the room. 

"Oh yes, it is so sweet..." her voice sounded like she was in
pain, but it was anything but pain. Sabour pushed more and more
of his thick pole into her. They got stuck. No room for me, I
pulled back and waited while they savored their coupling. They
kissed long and wetly. Looking at them I knew the warmth and
wetness he was feeling, I wondered how Nora felt with his much
thicker cock in her cunt. It certainly looked well filled, the
lips stretched around the shaft, distended and dark. 

She opened her eyes and looked at him. "Fuck me" she whispered. 

He fucked her allright. He used his cock to control her. I saw
her face, ecstatic eyes open and glazed as each orgasm hit her.
At other times as he pounded in her she took on an expression of
painful waiting, eyebrows arched, then at other times it was like
a smile as if she was listening to some distant inner sound. 

Sabour used her body, trying to show off in front of me. In many
instances i took my gaze off their coupled genitals to see him
looking at me with a sarcastic expression. "look how I am fucking
your wife cuckold" his smile said more directly to my solar
plexus than a punch. He was a real bastard and I realized then
the allure he had for women. This swarthy stocky bastard made
them feel like whores, used and properly fucked. His manner
elicited an abandon and an uninhibited freedom to be fucked. No
wonder they liked to fuck him, but not really be seen with him.
And of course he had a huge fat cock, fat and veiny, the head
surprisingly larger than his already thick shaft. It was a
reflection of his personality, sexual and arrogant. 
 
Despite his arrogance and insulting self confidence he got to the
point of no return. He turned to Nora and closed his eyes as he
fell on her and started to fuck with long and deep thrusts. His
breath rasped in his throat and the sounds mingled with the wet
squishy sounds from he cunt and her moans as she sensed his
impending coming. 
 
They spun off into a long an tortuous mutual coming. He said
nothing. She went vocal suddenly. "Fuck me you bastard, you son
of a bitch, stick in my cunt, go on fuck me, you motherfucker.."
she spat the words expelling agression at him. I realized she
needed this, to be fucked like this, it was like getting back at
him for making her like it. He heaved and pushed mightily a few
times and then arched back, looking at the ceiling as he spasmed
into her cunt. She wailed like a banshee. 

I said nothing. Just watched as the passion slaked and eventually
the returned to reality. He slid out of her. His cock softening
visibly. I was wondering whether he would want me to clean him
up, the usual cuckold's reward that I read about so often. But
his arrogance gave way to a stilted self consciousness. He
mumbled a few excuses and started to get dressed. I led him to
the door and he mumbled his goodnight as he hurried down the
path. 

Back in the bedroom Nora was still lying back with her legs wide
open. I sat on the bed looking at her cunt. Then to her eyes. I
smiled at her. 

"You looked so sexy sucking cock. It turned me on to watch you do
it." She said quietly. 

"I was hot doing it, the idea of getting him hard for you drove
me wild." I replied. I lay next to her and we talked, dirty
direct talk. We had a shared experience now, we had both sucked
the same cock. We discussed our experience in whispers, two
conspirators exchanging the unthinkable. We agreed about his
crude nature, how it turned her on to be fucked by him, his
wonderful horse cock, the fucking. She liked to hear the visual
aspect of it, and I liked the account of how it felt in her.  I
stopped her at one point to go down in between her legs and lick
at her long wet slice. Yes, there was sperm there. She kissed me
and tasted it. "Tastes a little bitter" she said. "Yes it does, I
agreed with her and gave her another taste with my mouth. 

It was a definitely less passionate encounter than she just had
with Sabour, but an infinitely more sexual one. We made it last
a long time, talking and exciting each other until we fucked
slowly, fully awake and talking all the time about the
extraordinary things we experienced that day. 

We were so close. 


