Cuckoldress Mom Ch. 02 – The Talk

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Jason woke up and stretched as he got out of bed. Had yesterday really happened? It had all been so surreal. He looked over to the messy, stained sheets. Yep. It had really happened. He pulled on some clean clothes, and groggily made his way downstairs to the kitchen.

Layla had already been up and made big breakfast for her son. There were pancakes, eggs, bacon and a steaming cup of coffee waiting when Jason arrived at the table. “Morning hon!” She said in a perky, lively tone. As Jason sat down, Layla walked over and planted a big kiss on his cheek with an exaggerated ‘mwah’ sound.

“Good morning Mom. Thanks for making breakfast.” Jason said as he looked hungrily at the display in front of him.

“Well, I kind of had to after you were such a big help yesterday!” Layla said as she sat down across from her son. She took a sip from her big mug full of tea.

Jason looked her over. She was once again wearing her comfy white bathrobe, tied tightly enough he couldn’t see any of the cleavage she’d had on display yesterday. Her hair was tied back in a bun, but still looked messy and she wore no makeup. This was the mother he was used to! It was hard to reconcile that she was the same woman who had had sex with three different men just one day earlier!

“I have, a LOT of questions about yesterday…” Jason began.

“I know,” Layla replied with a smirk. “You go ahead and eat and I’ll do my best to explain everything.” She took a sip of her tea. “So, as I’m sure you noticed, your father and I don’t exactly have a normal relationship. I know we are… estranged at the moment, but I’m hoping we can get back together someday. I… have a thing where I really like being watched. Like, during sex in particular. And it’s more meaningful if I’m watched by someone I love. Someone like your father… or you.”

Layla begins her story:

It all started on the wedding day. Layla had been dating Fred, her soon to be husband, for a few years and they were finally tying the knot. Lots of family arrived from all corners, old friends and acquaintances started coming out of the woodwork. They had agreed to do a traditional western style wedding, and then the next day, an Indian style reception. Layla was thrilled she got to go dress shopping twice!

Her deep brown skin looked incredible in a white, lacy dress. Her makeup was perfect, her hair was done, and she was just about ready to move onto the next stage in life. Still, as she looked at herself in the mirror, she couldn’t help but feel a little trepidation. Fred was a great guy, and she knew she’d be financially taken care of for the rest of her life, but still there were nagging thoughts at the back of her head. Just one guy for the rest of my life? She asked herself.

She heard a knock on the door. Turning towards the small dressing room entrance, Layla called out for the knocker to enter. She figured it would be a bridesmaid coming for a last minute check. She was surprised when her ex boyfriend, Chris, walked in.

“Chris! So glad you could make it!” She said, standing up and giving him a kiss on the cheek. “I wasn’t sure if you’d get the day off from work, and I know it’s a little awkward going to your ex’s wedding.”

Chris smiled and held her hand. “Yeah I’m surprised I was invited, but glad I could come. How are you feeling?”

“Well, I’m pretty nervous.” She replied.

“I know you’re pretty, but why are you nervous?” Chris replied, moving in behind her and massaging her shoulders.

“Chris! You shouldn’t be flirting with me, I’m just about to go say my vows!” She chastised, but secretly was happy she was still able to get this kind of attention from him.

Chris just smiled and kept rubbing her shoulders. “Well, you haven’t tied the knot just yet…” He hinted. “I wanted to ask you by the way, who was bigger?”

“Oh you for sure.” She replied without thinking. “Fred is great but he’s not that great in… Wait a minute!” She turned to look at him. She must really be out of it to actually reply to a question like that! “Come on, let’s behave!”

Chris just looked into her deep brown eyes, and she looked right back at his blue ones. Without thinking about it, Layla leaned in and gave him a quick kiss on the lips.

“Well…it would be a shame never to experience a big dick again…”

Moments later she was on her knees pulling out his dick. “Just how I remember it she said, somewhat longingly. She put it into her mouth, and he moved her hair out of her eyes. She almost immediately went down all the way on it, but got stuck partway down the shaft. She was used to just going straight to the base on Freds smaller cock. This would take a bit of effort.

She looked up at him with her brown eyes and locked contact with him as she worked the shaft. She sucked on the tip and drooled just enough to lube his cock. She realized soon she’d have to redo her lipstick and decided to end the blowjob early.

“I’m going to have to take you in my vagina.” She said matter of factly, and pushed her frilly white dress aside as she mounted his lap. bursa escort She pushed aside her white panties instead of taking them right off and slowly lowered her body onto his waiting prick.

She started riding slowly, not wanting to make any noise, or get too sweaty right before the ceremony. She gave Chris a kiss again, and looked into his blue eyes. They reminded her of Fred! Suddenly she felt guilty, this wasn’t technically an extra marital affair just yet, but it was as close as you could get!

Suddenly there was a knock on the door. “Don’t come in!” She called out. She slowed her pace up and down on Chris’s cock, but didn’t stop. “It’s, uh, bad luck to see the bride ahead of time!” She called out, knowing it would be bad luck mostly for her!

“Are you almost ready honey?” Of course it had to be Fred!

She turned to Chris and mouthed ‘Let’s make this quick’ Chris nodded and picked her up without warning! He laid her down on her back on top of the makeup table, knocking a couple bottles over.

“Is everything okay in there?” Fred asked.

Chris pulled Laylas dress straps and bra down, revealing her breasts as he continued to thrust into her. “Everything is fine!” She called back. “I’m just, uh, rearranging the makeup table!” She wasn’t exactly lying, just leaving out the part where she was also slowly being plowed into an orgasm!

Layla felt Chris’s hand around her neck, softly squeezing her. He knew she liked to be choked, and it took her another step closer to an orgasm.

“Okay, I’ll see you in a few minutes then.” Fred said through the door, and started to walk away.

“Wait!” Layla choked out, barely able to speak with the strong hand around her neck.

“Yeah?” Fred called back.

Chris loosened his grip on her neck enough for her to respond. “Do you love me?” She asked. Chris tightened his hand again.

“Of course honey.”

“How much?” Layla felt the grip loosen when she spoke, then tighten back up. Chris’s cock was close to coming too, and he didn’t have a condom on!

“I love you so much honey!”

“Do you love me no matter what?” Layla asked as Chris moved his face down to her breast, and began sucking on the nipple. She could barely contain herself. Her head rolled back as waves of pleasure washed over her.

“I love you no matter what!” Fred replied.

Laylas legs began to shake, and she rolled her eyes back. There was something about this all that was making her orgasm in a different way than she knew possible! Chris could feel something too, and he started cumming deep into her vagina. After the first shot, Layla heard Fred call out again. “Are you okay then?” She was more than okay! The feeling of being filled with semen while her fiancé told her how much he loved her…she broke into the longest most pleasurable orgasm she’d ever felt.

A second and third shot entered into her. “Yes Fred, I’ll see you in a few minutes.” The cum kept pumping into her and she giggled as she heard Fred walk away.

Chris took his hand off of her throat and his mouth off of her nipple. He pulled out slowly, revealing a cock soaked in fluids, some his and some hers. The semen was oozing slowly out of her. Thinking quickly, Layla grabbed a tampon from inside her purse and stuffed it up. There wouldn’t be time to clean herself properly, but at least she would stop people from noticing that she was full of cum at her own wedding! She’d make an excuse later.

Layla pulled her bra and dress back up and fixed her panties. “No one can EVER know about this Chris!”

Her ex smiled as he pulled his dress pants back up. “Don’t worry, I think this is going to be an easy secret to keep!”

They made sure to exit the room separately, and Layla made her way down the aisle to where Fred was waiting patiently. She felt the semen inside her still, and wondered if any other brides had done something similar?

When it came time to kiss, she suddenly remembered she hadn’t properly cleaned her mouth and reapplied lipstick! Would Fred know he was tasting another man on her? She could always claim she was using some kind of special lipstick for the occasion. His lips brushed hers, and they kissed passionately. The family and friends applauded, and the new couple turned to face their guests. Layla chanced a glance towards Chris, who gave her a wink. She was surprised at herself when she grinned back. It had been exciting to be that naughty after all…

Later that evening at the family dinner, Layla sat next to her husband. She’d already ‘explained’ how she was ‘on her period’ and that they’d have to wait until it was finished before they could have a proper wedding night. Suddenly, she felt a small wet spot on her leg between her thighs. She looked down and saw a small dribble of Chris’s cum leaking out!

The milky white liquid had a stunning contrast on her brown legs, and was sure to be noticed if anyone took even a glance! She must have put the tampon in too deep, and missed some of the cum near the opening of her vagina. It had likely not been noticeable yet.

Thinking bursa escort bayan quickly, she spilled a drink in her lap with a patented ‘oops’ that many women have used in the past when faking clumsiness. Her dutiful husband immediately grabbed a napkin and started mopping up the spill in her lap. Layla smiled. She picked a good one! But then, she had another thought. Was she not a ‘good one’? She had been very naughty earlier that day…

The next day was the Indian reception portion of their wedding weekend. Layla tried to put the previous days events behind her, and focus on the day they had planned. She knew that she had another chance to be the perfect wife, in her traditional Indian dress. She looked just as stunning as the previous day, with the long light blue dress and dark blue sash. Her makeup was done in a traditional style too.

Just like the previous day, there was a knock at the door. She opened it and found Chris standing there again. This time, his presence annoyed her a little. “If you think you can just come in here again!”

Chris didn’t wait for an invitation. This time he had a friend with him, who also entered.

“What’s all this?” Layla demanded, with her hands on her hips.

Chris just grinned. “Show her, Chad.”

Chad, who Layla had never even met before, pulled down his pants. Layla gasped. His cock was even bigger than Chris’s! It was just a little longer, but quite a bit more girth!

Without even thinking, she got onto her knees for a better look. Her big brown eyes were wide. “Chris, why didn’t you introduce me to this guy before I got married?” She couldn’t take her eyes off of it.

“Well, you’re still kind of halfway married right? Like the traditional Indian stuff hasn’t happened yet.”

That was all the affirmation Layla needed. She knew she had to taste this cock! She put her mouth around it, the head slightly stretching out her lips. She couldn’t even get the tip all the way into her throat, so she just slobbered and worked her mouth and lips over the head as best she could. She felt Chris behind her lifting up her dress.

She popped the cock out of her mouth. “Uh-uh, you had it yesterday. Now get over here and switch positions with your friend.”


“My name is Chad.” Chad replied, as he moved around behind her.

“I don’t give a fuck. I only care about your dick.” Layla said in an uncharacteristically aggressive tone. She liked the sound of her voice though, and wondered where she had been hiding this dominant side.

The guys liked it too, both of them chuckling as they moved in to mount her. Chad, from behind and Chris from the front. She felt Chad’s giant, thick cock spreading and stretching her, and for a moment she wondered if she’d be able to take it all. As he slowly began increasing the speed and depth of his thrusts, it felt amazing. At the same time, Chris began to thrust into her mouth and throat.

Not satisfied with a simple blowjob this time, Chris was full on face fucking her! Layla felt herself give control over to the two men who were pounding her from both ends, all the while she was still in her full wedding dress!

She hadn’t had a threesome in years, not since she was first dating Fred. It felt amazing to be pleasing two cocks at once! Then there was another knock at the door. She took Chris out of her mouth, as Chad kept plowing her from behind. “Yes?” she called out.

It was Fred again. Of course! He either had the best timing or the worst timing. Layla didn’t know which. “Almost ready Layla? The photographer is going to be here soon.”

Layla smiled. “Just about, I’m going to do some touching up of my makeup!” She put Chris back in her mouth and was surprised to find he was already coming! The first couple loads caught her by surprise, but she managed to still catch most of it in her mouth, just a small amount dripped down the side of her lips and onto her chin.

“Okay honey, we’ve got this! We’ll make today just as great as yesterday!” Fred called out, unaware that his new wife was with two other men.

“Oka-” Layla started to reply but choked on another shot from Chris, right into her throat!

“Are you alright in there honey?” Fred asked, sounding concerned.

Chris was finally done, and pulled his wet cock out of Laylas mouth. She swallowed the semen. “I’m great, I was just going to say today can be even better than yesterday!” She called back, all the while Chad kept pumping her with the same rhythm.

“Love you more than anything hon!” Fred said.

Once again, hearing those words sent Layla into an orgasm. She felt so full of cock and full of love that she didn’t have a choice as the waves of pleasure rolled over her. When she could, she replied “Love you more than anything too!”

Fred walked off and Layla pulled herself from Chad’s cock. She looked at it, all wet and practically pulsating with semen about to blast out the end of it. “I want you to dump that load in my mouth!” She said as she kneeled and stroked his dick. Once again, she could only really escort bursa fit the head into her mouth, and managed to go down on him just in time to catch his first shot. It was huge! Fucking another man’s wife must be a turn on for guys like him. She caught several more shots, before Chad finally was spent and fell back into a chair.

“Sorry, I couldn’t have you finish in my vagina this time.” Layla said, then explained about what had happened yesterday. Both men were hard again.

“Thanks for bringing me this big dick.” Layla said to Chris.

Chris smiled. “No problem. To be honest I wish I’d done this when we were dating. I’ve found watching a girl with someone else and sharing is a huge turn on. Layla hadn’t thought men would like watching a girl with someone else, but then again, isn’t that what porn is all about? Maybe it’s more fun when you’re girl is the one involved.

Layla smiled. “I noticed.” She looked at both men hungrily. “Alright, come back over again.” She said. The two men grinned and walked back to her as she kneeled on the floor.

“Do you mind if I take a photo? No one is going to believe this.” Chad said, pulling out his cell phone.

Layla stroked the two cocks next to her mouth and thought for a moment. “Alright, but make sure this just goes to a couple of close friends, my husband better not ever find out about this!”

Chad snapped a photo, just showing Layla with the two big cocks in her hands, and cum dripping out of her mouth. Little did she know, that photo would change her life forever.

Back in present day:

Layla had almost finished drinking her tea as Jason was finishing up his breakfast. He had listened to the whole thing without interruption, but she figured he had some more questions building up. She was surprised when he asked. “Did you remember to clean up this time before kissing him?”

Layla smiled. Her son seemed very engaged in the story. Good. “Kind of. I remembered that I should clean up, I just did a really bad job of it on purpose. I gave him a deep french kiss with two other mens cocks having just been in my mouth. They both had cum inside it twice each too.” She paused. “I had to pretend to be on my period again too, this time just because that cock had stretched me so much, your father was sure to notice.”

Jason stopped eating for a moment looking shocked, but something else was also coming over him. Layla laughed. She’d seen that look before, on his father more than once.

Back to Laylas story:

Several years after the wedding, Layla had been a completely faithful housewife since that one time thing that had turned into a two time thing. She knew her marriage had started in a non traditional way, but was determined to do everything right after that. She had learned everything about being a homemaker, but was also casually pursuing a career at the bank, putting her business mind and education to good use.

She’d had lots of co workers and clients hitting on her, even a few that had seemed attractive, but she was determined to be faithful. One day, she forgot to charge her phone, and that accidentally led her down a very different path.

As Layla gathered her things to go shopping, she noticed her phone battery was super low, so, as always, she just picked up her husbands phone. “Hey honey, I’m taking your phone to the store!” She grabbed his phone from its charger and headed out the door.

When she got to the store, Layla started her usual routine of walking the aisles and picking out things from her list. Vegetables, fresh meat and dairy, she always tried to keep the healthier stuff in the house. She fully intended to age like a good trophy wife. She heard her husbands phone buzz. Probably Fred was texting using her phone now that it had charged. She was surprised to see it was a notification from a dating app! Apparently someone named Jessica had ‘matched’ with her husband!

Time stood still for a moment, as she took the information in. Had Fred been stepping out on her? Why the hell else would he be using one of those apps?

Layla was practically sleepwalking the rest of her shopping trip. She hardly noticed when she bumped into her co-worker, Miles.

“Hey, you okay there Layla?” Miles asked.

“Uh yeah, sorry I didn’t notice you there Miles.” Layla realized. She was happy for the kind words, and had run into Miles here before. He was one of her oldest co-workers, and they got along well. He had actually hit on her before, until he found out she was married.

“I was just lost in thought for a second.” She thought for a second. “Can I ask you a question? Do you use these dating apps?”

Miles nodded. “Yeah, it’s a pretty efficient way to meet people when you’re as busy as I am.” He thought for a second. “What’s going on Layla?”

“Nothing…I mean well, maybe something but I”m not sure.” She shifted her stance uncomfortably. “I should get going.”

“Okay. Well, let me know if you need anything. See you at work!” Miles replied.

The whole drive home Layla was on the verge of tears. Hadn’t she always been true to him? Well, except for right at the beginning of their marriage. She looked over at the groceries. Years of eating right and exercise to stay beautiful for him, all for this? She wasn’t sure she’d be able to look him in the eyes again.

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