How I became a cuckold

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This is a true story and i am not much of a writer so please ignore any spelling or grammar

Back in july1988 a Monday night i met  Samantha while out one night in Wolverhampton in west midlands UK.

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I saw her in a local bar and she was with much older guy that herself, i would guess he was late 40s early 50s she looked about 20/22 longe blonde hair and gorgeous, i was staring at her and she smiled back a couple of times, and when she went to toilet i made point of meeting her in the toilet corridor and said   "Hi 2 and she smiled back and stopped to chat briefly, i asked if she was with the guy she was seated with, her reply was "well sort of we are good friends yes", I asked did that mean that i couldnt ask her for a date? she gave me a wicked grin and said "Well you can ask" so i did and much to my surprise she said yes when ? and we arranged to meet on the Wednesday night,to be honest i was shocked and wasnt expecting that reply.

Wednesday came we met in another pub, she seemed great company, i was driving and wished i could have more drink to give me courage anyway we had a couple of hours before we left the bar, and i was going to drive her home.

She told me where to drive and we ended up in a country lane where she told me to go and pull up in a layby, she said to me "its quiet her we wont be disturbed and we started petting, and she started undressing again i was so surprised in how she just stripped off her clothes and in minutes we were at it, i suggested we get in the back seat and the next minute i was on top of her and sliding into a smoothly shaven cunt (my first shaven cunt) no rubbers not any mention of precautions at all i couldnt believe my luck,and we fucked twice before she said we had better go.

i dropped her off in a housing estate, and we arraned to meet again on the Saturday, she said she was seeing someone else and couldnt meet before the Saturday.

On the Friday night i saw her again in same pub with same older guy, and naturally assumed this was her chap.

after about an hour i saw her get up and leave but alone, which seemed strange, i left the bar and was making my way to the car and i spotted her walking down the street with a young lad with long hair heading towards a park, curious i followed descretly and saw them walking towards the river bank, it was very dark under the trees but beyond in a clearing it was well lit with the full moon, they went to a bench and i was about30yds away in the shadows of the trees, no sooner had they sat on the bench and some petting he was kneeling on the grass between her legs and his jeans round his ankles and fucking her, i was that close i could hear her moans and his as they went at it, and then the moans became louder then her almost screaming "no dont stop no please now now no no and a huge moan from him and i knew he was cumming in her, they remained locked together for few minutes before he got to his feet and she did and they walked back by me chatting away oblivious to me in the shadows.

as i followed them back they parted and she went back in the pub we were in earlier, me curious still went in a few minutes later and she was sitting with same older guy as she was an hour earlier they had two more drinks and they left and drove off in a sports car.

I met her on the Saturday as planned, i decided not to ask any questions and let on what i had seen, she told me she was moving into a new flat the following week, that night we fucked again in the car
i did not meet her all that week following but i had no contact numbers and back then mobiles were hardly common place.

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