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MisterCuckold: Poch

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“Nag message si Poch last night.” This was her greeting to me instead of the usual “Good morning!” and a quick peck on the cheek. “So? Kain ka na, may corned beef and pan de sal akong pinrepare.” I answered. She plopped down and ate in silence, but something was clearly on her mind. “Ano meron, may reunion ulit kayo ng college barx?” I asked. “No, he wanted to have coffee with him later, while he’s here in Manila. He’ll be leaving in two weeks for work daw and wanted to catch up with me more.” “Ok.. go ahead. It’s just coffee anyway.” I smiled. “Just let me know if you want me to pick you up.” I was studying her reaction to my offer, but she just kept eating with a poker face (which is uncharacteristic of her). Later, before I dropped her off, I asked her if everything was ok, and she just said yes. Later, I received a text from her that I could go ahead without her. When she arrived around 9pm using Grab, she looked tired and looked like she wasn’t in the mood to share details of her meeting with Poch.

The next morning, I asked “So, how’d it go?” “Ayun,” she said “As usual, he just talked about himself and how he can’t find the one for him despite all of the girls he went out with.” “Ok, what else did you talk about?” I inquired, as I drank some water “He also mentioned that he regrets what happened between us DAW” she said the last word with a sarcastic tone. I detected a hint of bitterness, so I prodded “So, aren’t you glad you didn’t end up with him?” “Yeah, I know that naman e” she acknowledged “It’s just that back then, I was so hurt when I heard about him and Sheng. Sobrang sakit kasi I was starting to fall for him already.” “And parang.. somehow, deep down.. there’s that what if question, amirite?” I asked “Yeah, kinda..” she sighed. “Well, it’s obvious that you need closure with him, and I’m not sure if he genuinely still likes you, but it’s also obvious that he is still attracted to you.” I said. “What are you saying?” she asked. “Well, since we’ve both agreed to let you play with someone, why not him?” I reasoned. “Di mo naman type yung mga bulls sa group kasi nga wala namang emotional connection.” “Ok, I’ll consider it.. but are you sure you’re ok with this?” she asked” “We’ve talked about this.. as long as I’m there and can make sure you’re safe, it’s ok with me.” I kissed her reassuringly. “Let’s both have fun.”

Having said this, Len continued to communicate with Poch and even met him again for coffee. I would be a hypocrite if I said I didn’t feel a little bothered or jealous about this, but the prospect of seeing her play with another man just took over. Later on, she mentioned that Poch told her that he also used to play with a married Pinoy couple in Singapore (his workmates), but that they already migrated to Canada. He asked her if we had ever been adventurous with others, and she pretended that we are active in the community. Having said that, they agreed to set a date in a hotel where I would finally be able to fulfill one of my long desired fantasies.

Come D-day, I could tell she was nervous as heck. After we checked in, I watched TV while she took a bath. We went down to the hotel restaurant to meet Poch and have dinner, and I could easily see what made ladies easily fall for him. He was around my height: 5’8, with fair skin, and he looked like he regularly went to the gym. He had an easy smile, and his face was rugged but neat, and looked like he even shaved earlier. He was nice enough to shoulder the bill on top of the hotel room (his company reimbursed him for this, he claimed), and ordered a nice Merlot that went well with the beef course. Len was right – this guy loved to talk about himself. The conversation revolved around him and how he met Len, then how he struggled to reach his position after leaving Sheng, and even hinted that he was saddened when he learned through Facebook that Len got married. I just smiled and thought nothing of it, as I was more interested in my wife whom I noticed was knocking back her wine glass more than both Poch and I. Len was never much of a drinker, and did not join me in previous parties where drinking was involved.

After dinner, the three of us got back up to our room. The first thing that Poch did was call room service to order another bottle of wine and 3 glasses. Len went straight to the restroom to freshen up, and I noticed that she was a little pink than usual. While inside, I got the chance to sit down with Poch “Bro, you and I both know how this goes, right? Just don’t slap or hurt her, and stop it when she says enough.” I said. “No problem, Bro” he acknowledged, “Len is special to me, so I’ll make sure to take real good care of her.” Len came out of the restroom, and it looked like she took another shower. She was wearing the hotel’s bathrobe, so I couldn’t tell if she was wearing anything underneath. I took this as my cue, and took the bottle of wine and a glass and went to the balcony so they could start.

It was a windy night – granted that we were on the 28thfloor, I had a magnificent view of the night life below. I turned around, filled my glass, and lit up a cigarette – It was a good thing that the bedside lamp afforded a clear view of the scene inside, as we opted to leave the main lights off. I could see Len lie down facing the ceiling, and Poch was drinking water from a bottle that came with the room. I adjusted the balcony chair so that it was facing the room, and at the same time, Poch walked over to the bed and sat down beside my wife. It appeared that they were talking about something, then he must have made a joke to make Len make a wry smile. He then leaned in to kiss her – but she moved her face to the right, so he hesitated a bit, and kissed her neck instead, just a little below her left ear. I saw her close her eyes and scrunch her shouldbers a bit – she’s very ticklish around the neck area kasi. Poch continued planting quick kisses on her neck, and moved down to her collar bone. He reached to loosen her bath robe, and I could see her cleavage getting exposed. He reached out his hand then slid it underneath – he was cupping and caressing her right boob under the robe. Len moved her hand on top of her mouth. I saw her open her eyes a bit then closed them again. The robe finally gave way and exposed what his hand was doing to my wife’s boob - not only was he slowly massaging it, he was also lightly pinching and pulling at her light brown nipple. This would explain why her chest was starting to heave, but would seem to jerk each time he pinched or pulled. She seemed to be responding to his touch, but still kept from making any move to kiss him.

At that time, I was confused.. why wouldn't she give in to the moment? Seemed that women are really wired differently than men. There are just some things like a kiss that just isn't given up so easily. This was also despite when he changed his position - he knelt on the ground by her side, then removed the robe still covering her left boob. He proceeded to lick the edge of her areola, going round, while his right hand continued teasing her other nipple. His left hand was gliding down her stomach and disappeared in the middle fold of her robe, and i could only surmise that he was trying to reach her down there. A few seconds later, her body gave an involuntary jerk, and her legs kind of came of together - he didn't mind that his left hand was caught between her legs. He just continued what he was doing, occasionally sucking on her left nipple. Later, she seemed to relax, and I saw her legs move farther from each other. As she opened them wider, her robe fell and revealed his middle finger circling her clit.

I moved my chair closer - I was getting so aroused and excited! Here she was, right in front of me, with another man's hand and mouth all over her. I saw her right hand turn and cover her mouth, and I saw that he noticed it too. His movements became more intense, and half his middle finger was now sliding into her pussy. It was then I started to hear her moan, despite her hand being on her mouth. Poch continued stroking her pussy, keeping his movements constant. He seemed to want to make her cum right then.. and just when she gave a long moan, he abruptly stood up and proceeded to remove his clothes, leaving just his boxers with a bulge in the middle. Len opened her eyes in bewilderment - obviously, mejo nabitin sya - and before she could react further, he moved on top and locked his lips on her. I could see her trying to move her face away, and he must've felt it too.. because he went down to her neck onto her right breast, and rested his mouth there. His right hand was now pinching and pulling the nipple of her left boob, while the bulge was pressing at the entrance of her wet pussy. I could see his butt moving as he made sure Len could feel the hardness of his dick. Len gave a shuddering moan.. " Ooooh.. Pooch, that feels so big.." This made him back up, and smile. He saw that Len was getting horny now, and never mind not being able to kiss her - he was getting ready to fuck my wife for sure!

He stood on the bed and removed his boxers, and what was bulging underneath was finally free. I was honestly surprised - I was expecting a huge and thick tool, but what he had was around the same 6 inches as mine. The only difference was, his was curved upwards, and had a bulging mushroom helmet for a head. The ridge of the head stuck out in a way that was sure to scrape any pussy's G-spot as it moved. Len's eyes were glazed as she looked up.. Poch just stood there looking at my wife admiring his tool. Maybe he was expecting her to sit up and give him a blowjob? Well.. she did sit up, but only asked him to lie down. He complied, and after putting on some Durex Super Thins, let her arrange his tool flat on his stomach and slowly place her pussy on top. She straightened her back as she sat down, closing her eyes and faced upwards. This was her favorite position.. she always had her first orgasm by rubbing her labia on the bottom of my dick. She started to move back and forth.. moaning and groaning as the sensations sent by her pussy lips when rubbing against the ridges of his tool registered on her whole body. He was mesmerized at the sight her breasts, and moved both his hands to massage them. He teased and pinched her nipples, eliciting more audible moans from her each time. I could tell she was nearing her climax, as she hastened her movements. "Aah.. shit.. Poch.. just.." her breathing became haggard. "Ayaan na-.. Aaaahhh!!" She gave a near hysterical scream and arched her back like she was jolted. I was too caught up in my own excitement that I didn't realize - whether it was intended or not- that he had entered her just as she was in the middle of her orgasm.

I was hypnotized - I was watching a real life soft core porn movie, starring my wife. She was now past her 1st climax, and she usually took some time before her 2nd one. But not this time.. here she was, riding her former suitor's dick right in front of me. I couldn't figure out how she was not yet tired like she usually was with me.. this time, she was still in a steady rhythm, and looked like she was going for a second one. Poch was holding onto her hips this time, and his legs was open with both feet planted on the bed, making sure that his tool was hitting my wife's G-spot inside each time she moved downwards. "Shit.. Fuck.." she moaned " Tang-iiinaaaaAAAHH!! Len'whole body quivered as she gave one great downward movement, signifying her second climax while being impaled on another guy's dick. As she moved slowly upward, Poch sat up and used both hands to hold her limp head and finally kissed my wife on her lips without being rejected.

I couldn't see if she kissed him back, but one thing was sure - she was still euphoric from her second orgasm. This time, para na syang na lantang gulay, just slumped in the chest of Poch and him still being able to have his way with her mouth. I saw him open his mouth wider and push his tongue inside her, and was surprised to see her meet it with her own. He promptly sucked on her tongue hard, while still holding my wife's head firmly in place. Nakabaon parin yung mushroom sa misis ko.. and I'm sure nasasarapan sya with the way it was filling her pussy deep inside. Poch then guided her on her side, until she was flat on her back. He was now on top, still sucking on her tongue. When he finally straightened up, he asked "Ready?" She just looked up at him in a daze. He eased his dick out of her, then after giving her pussy a break after being stretched, slid that big mushroom head back inside of her. She must have been still sensitive from her last orgasm, as she arched her back upward as his groin pushed against the middle of her hips. She raised her hands to hold on the top of the bed "Aaaaashhhittttt..." she groaned. This spurred Poch to start fuck-pumping my wife. He began by withdrawing his whole dick outside and dig in with long deep thrusts that made the bed creak. Their bodies started to make slapping sounds as he rammed into her, always seemingly to meet her just as as she was just on her way down from his previous thrust. She started to moan increasingly louder, and the slapping became even faster "Ah.. ah.. ah.. Poch! Yes, sige pa, more.." I saw Poch close his eyes as her hands went behind his butt.. I could hear him grunt then, then he gave a loud "aaaaAHHHH.. LEN!!" then he buried his head on her shoulder while he made three last pumps inside her. Len's hands was still on his butt, fingers buried in its cheeks, as if to coax the mushroom deeper inside.

They remained that way for a while, then Poch stood up and took a shower. I went back in and covered Len with the comforter, and when he came out, saw that Len was already sleeping. "Mukang napagod, Bro.." he said "Sarap ng misis mo." I just smiled and said "Ingat, message mo nlang sya." He then left. I approached the bed, and saw that Len was fast asleep. I removed the comforter and jacked off to her naked body while replaying what just took place in my head. After I came, I cleaned up and embraced my wife in bed - still with the smell of another man's sweat, saliva, and perfume - and covered both of us with the comforter.

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