Jake had a set of Kirsty’s house keys in his pocket when he called into Jenny’s café just before closing time. Kirsty had invited him in for a coffee and showed him round their home. He liked their bedroom. As usual, married couples bedrooms were dominated by that feminine feel to them. The bed was large and inviting. It was where Kirsty rested and mated with her husband; it was her private and intimate domain.

“I’ll probably drop by tonight and fuck you,” he told her, drawn by the desire that it would be their first time together in the marital bed.

“Oh, you will, will you!”

He pulled her to him and kissed her. “Yes,” he said firmly. “I will visit you whenever I feel to, and you will always be available for me.”

He felt her body shudder. “Yes sir.”

Jake smiled. “That’s a much better attitude,” he responded sensing her submissive side.

“And if I’m not available?”

In the corner of his eye, Jake spotted a large wooden hairbrush on her dressing table and turned to pick it up. He held it tightly in one hand and slapped it a couple of times against the palm of his other hand. “This will be very painful against your naked bottom, my girl.”

Her jaw dropped. Jake knew that she would be sensing a wet patch in her panties. He placed it back down and took her hand. “Now, how about that spare set of keys. We don’t want to disturb the neighbours with the sound of doorbell ringing last thing at night do we?”

****

Jenny poured coffee for them, and they sat down in a quiet corner. The staff knew that they were more than good friends, but none had ever questioned it. Jenny knew that her regular cook, Sian,  was seeing other men behind her husband’s back but it was a secret between the two of them. Sometimes Jenny covered for her when she went for one of her trysts.

Jake told her that Kirsty had spotted his set of keys hanging up. “There’s no point in hiding things anymore,” he told her.

She was philosophical about it. “Well, she’s a married woman now!” she commented, before asking him how things went.

Jake smiled and just said “Very well.”

Jenny laughed. “Just very well, or did she scream her head off?”

Jake smiled and shook his head. “You shouldn’t be asking things like that,” he told her.

“Women ask those sort of things. We like to know.”

“She’s your daughter, though.”

“I like to know that my daughter is happy and content.”

“Well put it this way, I have a set of her house keys in my pocket.”

Jenny laughed again. “No appointment necessary!”

“No,” he responded leaning closer, “and there will be no limits on visiting times.”

“As long as there is plenty left over for me,” Jenny told him, before rising to deal with some customers.

****

Jake arrived at Alan and Kirsty’s home just after 8:00 pm. Alan was surprised to see him coming through the front door, as he came down the stairs. Obviously, Kirsty hadn’t told him that he had a set of house keys. “Kirsty’s taking a bath,” Alan told him.

“Mind if I go straight up?”

He looked shocked but still shook his head. Jake walked passed him at the foot of the stairs. Kirsty was lying in a bath of soapy water with a glass of wine in one hand and a book in the other. “Alright for some!” Jake said as he peered around the door.

“What the f….. “ She cried out almost dropping her book into the water.

Jake walked to the bath and leant over and gave her a kiss. Alan was standing in the doorway. This would be his first time seeing his wife naked in the presence of another man and behaving as if it was a natural thing. It was also the first time he had seen his wife kissing another man.

“W… w… will Jake be staying the night?”

“I don’t know,” she said, looking up at Jake. “Will you be staying the night?”

Jake looked down at her nakedness. His erection stirred. “Would you like me to?” he asked her.

“Of course, I would!”

Jake turned round to look at him. “I… I better get my things out for the morning then,” he replied.

Jake said nothing as Alan turned and left the bathroom. Kirsty put her book down, “Can you get a glass of wine for Jake, Alan? He prefers red. Open a bottle of Shiraz.”

“Why don’t you join me?” Kirsty suggested.

“I showered before I left,” he responded.

She just smiled at him. “I want to make sure that you are nice and clean before we get down and dirty.”

He didn’t argue. Jake started to unbutton his shirt. “Put your clothes on the bedroom chair,” she suggested. Jake had just finished stripping off when Alan returned with his glass of wine. He looked embarrassed to see Jake naked and sporting an erection. His eyes lowered to his groin. Jake didn’t mind, Kirsty had already told him that he was bigger than Alan. Now Alan also knew that Jake was bigger than him. He took the glass from Alan’s hand, smiled, and turned to go into the bathroom.

Jake was laying back, relaxed sipping his wine when Alan tapped on the bathroom door. “Can I get my shaving stuff and toothbrush?” Kirsty sat up, “Of course you can, darling.” When he came into the bathroom Kirsty had a glass of wine in one hand and Jake’s erection in the other.

‘Ouch’ Jake thought as he saw the look on Alan’s face. Kirsty was learning the art of cuckolding fast. Alan collected his things and was about to leave when she called him back. “No goodnight kiss, darling?” He came back and kissed his wife on the lips as she held on to another man’s cock. “Goodnight darling,” she said.

“Alan seems to be settling into the changes taking place then.”

Kirsty smiled. “Well put it this way. He’s accepted the fact that I want to get pregnant and it’s my choice as to who the father will be.”

“He approves of me then?”

She reached across and kissed him. “Alan never questions my judgment.”

‘Like mother, like daughter,’ Jake thought. When Jenny had introduced him, Derek disapproved at first. He felt threatened by Jake’s good looks, but she would have none of it. “It’s my body and I will choose who I share it with!” she had told him. Derek quickly became compliant after that, as all good cuckolds do.

They didn’t stay long in the bath. Kirsty was eager to fuck and climbed out first to hand him a towel before taking one for herself. Jake had one eye on her as he dried himself, he was gradually getting to know her body. She was young, slim, and lithe, and soon she would show signs of pregnancy. Kirsty was fertile and Jake would be merciless in his pounding of his seed into her. In her innocence, she seemed comfortable with her nakedness, and was at ease in his presence. Her mum, Jenny, had taken a bit longer than the daughter to get used to being fully naked with him but she was much older, and obviously more conscious of signs of aging.

With the curtains drawn and just one bedside light on, she went to him and kissed him as he stood by the dressing table. “That’s usually my side of the bed,” she said nodding to where the light was shining on the right-hand side of the bed. Alan’s would be the side nearest the door. “I’ll take Alan’s side then.” They kissed again as she reached down and held his erection. “I’ll sleep on the other side if you prefer. I don’t mind. After all, the man is supposed to be the boss in the bedroom.”

Her submission excited him. “Thanks, but I prefer Alan’s side. After all, I am taking his place, aren’t I?” Kirsty liked that. As she turned to head for the bed she looked down at the dressing table. “You weren’t serious about using the hairbrush on me were you?” Jake just smiled at her.

“Mum’s got one just like it, you know.”

“I know,” he said, grinning.

“You haven’t spanked her with it have you?”

Jake’s demeanour changed. He grabbed a wrist and pulled her along as he reached to pick it up. “What did I say about asking questions about me and your mum?” he asked as he spotted her white panties lying on the chair. She let out a squeal as he pulled her to the bed. Within moments his superior strength had her across his knees, with her legs trapped between his legs. One hand grabbed her wrists while the other stuffed her panties into her mouth before reaching for the hairbrush at his side. Kirsty could feel his erection underneath her as he held her firmly.

Jake gave her three short, but extremely hard spanks of the brush against the soft white flesh of each buttock. When he let her go she stood quickly to her feet and pulled the panties from her mouth. She was crying. “That hurt,” she cried out as he stood up. He held her and kissed her forehead. “You were a naughty girl Kirsty, and naughty girls get punished.”

She clung to him as she sobbed. He could feel her tears against his shoulder, but he knew that the fact that she had been punished, hurt more than the actual pain. Running his hand down her back he pulled away from her clinging. “Now, let’s see you be a good girl and get your arse on a pillow. I want to fill your cunt!”

There was a look of shock on her face at his words, but she knew better than to disobey. Moments later she was laying on a raised pillow with legs splayed wide and knees slightly raised for him. Jake didn’t fuck her straight away. He took his time using his tongue on her sex. He knew that Alan would be listening. Like all cuckolds, his ears would be attuned to the sounds of his wife receiving pleasure from another man. This was his first time of actually hearing Kirsty getting fucked by someone else. He would remember this moment forever. Jake liked to make sure that a cuckold would hear sounds of pleasure coming from his wife’s mouth that he would never be able to get her to reproduce by his own efforts.

And Kirsty did just that. The sounds of her crying out, begging to be fucked by him, were music to his ears and he made sure that they played over and over again for her husband to hear. By the time he entered her she was sobbing. Jake was quick to release his seed into her, atop of the marital bed. He slipped his hands under her bottom, pulled her tightly against him and pounded her fast and hard.

Afterwards he remained inside her. His erection embedded deeply, preventing any seepage of his seed. Kirsty continuously moaned softly; her bottom still stung, and her punisher’s seed was deep inside her, but it had been her most fulfilling sexual experience, so far. She opened her eyes and looked up at him. He was smirking. “Bastard!” she said softly. Jake just smiled. “Fuck slut,” he replied before kissing her. She felt him fully harden inside her and she knew what was coming even before his hands gripped her bottom tightly again. “That’s it, use me again, bastard,” she said.

“That’s what I’m here for slut,” he responded. “I’m here to breed.”

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