Later that night, after my wife had gone to bed and the house was quiet, I snuck downstairs for wank number 2. I couldn’t believe how horny I was at having sucked off a complete stranger. Nobody who knew me would suspect I could be capable of such a thing. I was the nice dependable guy that did lots for the community. But now I had opened Pandora’s box. As I sat at my desk late at night. I slowly wanked my cock at the thought of what I had done that day. The humiliation of it spurred me on and I found myself getting more and more turned on at the thought of surrendering to cock. And that is what it had been, complete and total surrender. When I was on my knees I would have done anything to make it cum and relieve myself of yet another load.
As days past though i put it behind me, it wasn’t long until i found the longing for the layby again. I knew it was busy 24/7 with mostly men and the temptation was a real aphrodisiac. On the third day after i had sex with the wife, kathy was yer usual “cant you just have a wank” self but i managed to persuade her to come to bed. In usual fashion, i soon her her writhing and moaning under my touch. As usual dark thoughts entered my mind as she rubbed my cock. Another night of cuckold talking sex was on the cards. This time though, once the feeling got over me, i told her i wanted to suck cock. I felt her stiffen as i thrust into her and asked to to tell me naughty things. She called me a cocksucker, a cuckold and said my cock was too small to satisfy her fully. This of course made me cum (which made her cum for a third time). As i shot my load, i looked up and opened my mouth, ready to take another cock. In that moment, i knew i was doomed.
The very next day, my cock was hard again first thing and i set off for work. This time though i decided to go the long route, via the layby. It was 6:30 in the morning but lo and behold, a car was parked up. The guy was older, maybe in his 50’s, but i knew what i wanted and despite my brain saying drive off my cock over ruled it. It was really early morning and being it was summer it was just about light. I could hear cars whizzing past on the busy main road as my heart pounded against my chest. Once again I touched my cock and felt the rush of energy as I did so. I was so horny again, almost desperate for a release. This time it was me that acted first. Driven by lust I got out of my car and walked into the woods. I hadn’t even crossed the small drainage ditch when I heard a car door open, then close. I went back to the holly bush, noticing some tissue rags on the floor which I had missed last time. I waited no more than 30 seconds before the guy appeared, we both fumbled with our zips then two cocks were free in the morning air. He reached out to wank mine and I returned the favour. This guy was bigger than mine and was wet at the top. Unlike my last visit this guy went to go down, I stopped him and said I prefer to suck, as which point he told me to suck him. I dropped to me knees and arms shaking, took hold of his cock and aimed it at my mouth. I closed my eyes and lent forward, feeling the silky helmet pass my lips. In the moment I felt compete. I started to move my head back and forward and heard a moan come from his lips. I looked up and could see him looking over his shoulder, I kept going, thinking he was keeping watch when I heard movement behind him and another man appeared. I hadn’t even seen his car so god knows where he came from. I froze, cock in my mouth but as he passed by my new friend I could see he had his cock out. This guy was much older, 60+ and wasn’t blessed. Still the feeling was incredible and before I knew it I was wanking one whilst sucking the other. This carried on for several minutes, so much so that my jaw was starting to ache. Original guy saved me though by breaking the silence and announcing he was going to cum. I quickly latched onto him and felt his warm seed start to flood my mouth. He shot 2 or 3 decent spurts before saying “I needed that, thanks!” And then walking away. The older guy wasn’t going much for me so I stood up, at which point he tried to suck me. The guy didn’t smell nice so I made my excuses and left, having a huge cum in the car before I drove away.
”that’s two, I thought”.
As days past again I felt myself drawn to the lay-by all the time. I would pop in before or after work, sometimes before school runs if I was off work and then at weekends too when I could get out for an hour. I knew it was becoming an addiction but I couldn’t help myself. At home, I started wearing Kathy’s knickers and bras as I wanked (which was at least once and up to 5 times a day). Then I used a dildo I had got her but she never used im my bum as I was dressed and wanking. That was one of the best orgasms I ever had.
It didn’t stop there either. Occasionally I got lucky at the dogging spot and a woman would be there. Once I met a guy and his wife, early 60’s and very easy to talk too. After a quick chat we went off into the woods and she rolled up her skirt and laid down. every guy in the woods was suddenly there vying for space to make sure they could fuck her. I counted 6 men, including me, all trying to have a go. The husband, to his credit, controlled us all and dictated who could fuck her and who had to watch. I was one of the lucky ones, I got to go first and fucked for her 5 minutes before letting someone else have a go. The feeling was incredible but I couldn’t come, once someone else started having a go, I imagined it was Kathy under him and it was only moments before I was unloading onto the woodland floor. My mind was filled with these images that wouldn’t go away and I was starting to think I needed to get some help to clear these dark sexual thoughts before they consumed me. As I walked to the car, I kept asking myself, is this what you want to be? A cocksucking cuckold? Part of me deep down was screaming………yes.
In part 3, I’ll tell you about Kathy’s swinger friend, and how we teamed up to bring Kathy into the world of kinky sex.
