[Cheating] An Accidental Cucking

[outlander2]

My wife April and I have been married since we were in our early 20s, though we had been dating since high school. I didn't tell her about this when it happened, but later when we were older and married and playing with other couples occasionally, I told her about what happened.
This is a story of an accidental cucking, though at the time I did not think about it as such.I was a sophomore in college and I was part of a frat due to a scholarship I had. The scholarship did not actually require me to be in the frat, but the organization I got it through tended to be happier if you were in this particular frat. It would be the last year I stayed in the frat house, but at the time I didn't know that. Our frat house was a 4 story affair with a basement. One floor were single and dual rooms that ran on both sides of the hall way with a bathroom at each end of the hall.
I lived on the floor with all these rooms. opposite of where the stairs came up from the living area. I was two doors past the bathroom on that end of the hallway, which was a good thing because the guys beside the bathroom had to keep their doors locked to keep people from walking in on them. I was the fourth room along the south side of the hallway and Bruce was the fifth room. He was my closest friend in the frat.
Still people often miscounted doors and people stepped into the wrong room all the time. It was just something that happened. My next door neighbor was a guy named Bruce and he had served in our great military for 4 years. He was older than me, but we were both sophomores in college. Bruce was married and his wife was attending another school. Scholarship thing but she was moving to our school at the end of the school year.
Tracey had long red hair and a pretty smile. She was probably five eight with a knock-out figure. They didn't have any kids yet, though I knew they wanted them as soon as Bruce got out of college.
It was during the fall and I didn't usually stay during the weekends. April and I would drive home, but we had to help with a fundraiser this weekend and so I had stayed. April had went back to Mena that weekend because one of her aunt's from back east was visiting.
Bruce and I had drank some beers at a party that Friday night and he lamenting about Tracey not getting to come up this weekend and I was griping about April leaving too. We kept joking about trying to pick up some strange, but we didn't. heading back to the frat house before midnight.
When we got there, the bathroom on my end of the hall smelled like someone had taken a big shit and forgot to flush. I went down the hall with some shorts and underwear and got a shower, but I had shut the bathroom door, something we usually didn't do because people had a habit of coming up the stairs and counting closed doors until they got to the one they wanted. Yeah, I am going where you think I am.
I forgot to go back by and open the other bathroom and I climbed in bed, turning on my box fan and some .38 Special so I didn't hear any one coming home late.
My door opening briefly woke me but it shut quickly so I figured it was someone just opening the wrong door. Then I heard the whoosh of something beside the bed. I woke up as I felt the covers move back and suddenly a warm, naked female was in bed with me. We kissed and I could smell the alcohol on her, but she had been chewing some kind of gum to hide it.
I knew it wasn't April, but I had no idea who it was. I could feel her body against mine and her hard nipples against my chest. My hands moved up her body and her breasts were pretty large. I moved my head down and sucked them, feeling her tense and sigh in pleasure. My fingers touched her bush and the hair was sparse across it, my fingertips finding the soft folds, my middle finger entered her wetness without a problem as she moaned.
She was drunk, I could tell and I still had no idea who she was, but she smelled good, even with the alcohol smell she had tried to cover up. Her hand gripped my erection and I moaned a little myself. Not wasting any time I moved on top of her and fit my cock against her pussy and pushed it inside and she moaned again and she said, "Oh baby."
I froze! I knew that voice, however, my cock was inside a hot pussy and my hips moved forward and back real slowly. She pulled her legs up and I pushed in as deep as I could.
My room was pitch dark. I had used tinfoil on the windows to keep out the light and it did the job. I could not see the girl I was fucking, but I was pretty sure it was Bruce's wife, Tracey. Running my hands down her body, I rubbed her ass as she kissed my shoulder.
I am a little taller than Bruce and a little heavier, but we were built pretty similar and I guess that went for downstairs too because she didn't seem to notice any difference. Her knees were up and she was rocking to the rhythm of the song on my tape player. I took a chance and kissed her lips as my cock moved in and out of her pussy at the same pace her hips seemed to be swiveling.
Now part of me felt guilty. Part of me was pretty sure Bruce was going to kill me. But, the fact is that I was inside of Tracey's pussy and all the rest of that shit could wait. I pushed deep inside and held it there, loving the heat and tightness.
"Oh Bruce," she moaned, his name so low I barely heard it. There was only one thing to do. I kept my mouth shut except to kiss her as I drove in and out of her pussy. Her knees were up and I was rocking hard into her body and I could feel her ass moving beneath me.
Tracey came, her gasps right in my ear as I kissed her lips again. She relaxed, her breathing deep as I grunted, shooting my sperm inside her pussy. She opened her mouth and took a deep breath as I felt my spasms go through me, my cum shooting inside her pussy and filling it up.
Laying there with my cock inside of her, I was trying to think of what I should say when she snored. I was like really??!
She was asleep! Passed out!
Climbing off of her and laying beside her I tried to think. My mind was racing. I had just fucked my friend's wife!! Reaching over I cup her breast and turned on the small night portion of my lamp beside my bed. It made the room hazy but I could see it was indeed Tracey. Her clothes were scattered all over my floor. Moving the covers down I checked out her body. She was pale, but her hips were full and her pussy hair was a soft red with the pale skin of her pubic mound beneath it. I sucked her closest nipple while I massaged the other breast.
Turning the light off, I felt of her pussy, fingering it softly as she lay there beside me. I just lay there for a long time fingering her. She put her hand on my arm and I moved over her, cock sliding in and her knees come up.
The first time I didn't know who she was, but this time I did as I fucked Tracey's pussy, stroking deep and strong. She moved in response and I hoped she wasn't sober enough to be aware of who I was.
I really wanted to move her to a doggy position but I was afraid of . . . . well anything messing this up. So I pushed her legs back with my arms and kept my cock thrusting into her pussy as she lay there sighing, her mouth partly open. When I kissed her, she kissed back. My lips covered her breasts again and I fucked her hard enough that she grunted with the impact of my groin between her legs.
She cum, her breath just making several long whoosh sounds and I just closed my eyes and shuddered as I shot my second load into Tracey. I got up and moved to the side of my bed. I put my head in my hands, trying to decide what I would tell Bruce.
I was not sure what to do. Bruce really was a good friend and while I had not planned this or done anything to instigate it, I had just fucked his wife twice. Twice!!! I turned my small light back on and looked at Tracey's body. What a great body!!
She was laid out on display for me and I couldn't help but look at her some more. I sucked both breasts and she moaned, her legs opening as I fingered her some more. She responded and so did I.
In my best rendition of Bruce's voice, I said, "Tracey, get on your knees."
Tracey opened her eyes and she smiled. I could tell she was soooo damn drunk. She rolled over to her knees and I finally got to see that delicious bubble butt stuck up in the air. I was throbbing hard and I got behind her, sliding inside of her pussy as I gripped her hips and started hammering it home. That bubble butt bounced so nicely and she had her face laying in the pillow.
This didn't seem real! She had looked right at me, though I swear it looked like she looked past me. Spreading her buttocks, I lightly massaged her anus with my thumb as I kept my cock pounding into her pussy. She had to be sobering up and had been watching her face. Her eyes had stayed closed, but every once in a while they would open a little and she would smile and close them.
Tracey pushed back against my thrusts and I massaged those big ass cheeks and her anus. I really wanted to fuck that ass, but I had already pressed my luck so much I knew this had to crash and burn eventually.
But, right then I was on a hell of a ride!!! I kept my thumb on her anus and finally pushed it inside s bit. She groaned when I did and I really wanted to fuck her ass, but I didn't think it be wise. Her pussy was so wet and butt was bouncing great and I knew I was going to shoot load number 3 inside of my friend's wife in a few minutes.
Finally I decided to hell with it. I was already in deep as I pulled my cock out. It was wet and shiny with the remnants of my other orgasms and Tracey's juices. I put it at her anus.
"Youuusss only get to do it when I'm dwunk," she said, slurring her words as I froze up at her voice.
I patted her bottom and pushed my cock down that tight sleeve of her ass and we both moaned. Son-of-a-b*tch it was tight!! I took several long breaths, then pushed in some more of it. It was kind of awkward, but I put my hand under my cock, thumb sliding into her pussy as I tried to rub her clit and thumb her pussy. It didn't work out that well and I stopped but it had distracted me enough I was not going to cum in two minutes!!
Tracey had such an incredible ass!! Her whole body was awesome for that matter! My cock is barely over 7 inches and I think it is a nice cock because, well, its the one I got! Tracey had the entire length in her delicious asshole and she was moaning from it.
Each time she breathes I can feel it squeeze my cock and I thrust in and out slowly, enjoying the hot tightness gripping my shaft. Yeah, I had the thoughts going through my head, the memories of that day on the mountain when Ricky had fucked my gf in front of me (A True Story from 1984) going through my head.
I am not sure how long I fucked Tracey's ass, but it seemed like forever and it seemed like it was no time at all. She moaned softly over and over with the tempo of my body slapping into her ass cheeks. I remember gritting my teeth, eyes closing as I emptied myself into her ass. Kneeling behind her I held her hips with my cock inside of her and took several long breaths before I pulled out with a plop. Moving off the bed, she lay on her stomach. The small light was still on and I moved to the window, wishing I could look outside, but the tinfoil was tight against the frame. Turning I was shocked to see Tracey pulling her panties up over her hips and sliding on her shirt as she walked toward the door. I started to say something, but she opened the door and went into the hallway.
Running to the door, naked, I see her walking back toward the stairs. With a grunt I realize she is headed for the bathroom. She went inside and I was just standing there with something caught on my toes. I saw it was her bra and I picked it up.
A wild idea went through my mind. Grabbing my robe, I put it on and I scooped up all of Tracey's clothes and her sandals. I grabbed my room key and dropped it in the pocket of my robe. Stepping in the hallways I locked my door behind me and walked quickly to Bruce's door. Opening it ever so slowly I could hear him snoring lightly inside. Putting Tracey's clothes on top of her shirt, I slid them into the room and closed the door.
Running to the other end of the hallway I stood just inside the door of the bathroom there, the shadows hiding me easily enough. The low wattage bulbs burning in the hall kept it really dim anyway but I could see well enough to recognize a girl dressed like Tracey!
I was there forever. I finally decided Tracey had passed out on the toilet or the floor. Just as I stepped out of the bathroom I saw the arc of light hit the hallway as I jumped back in the bathroom. Tracey walked up the hallways slowly and her hair looked wet.
She had taken a shower!!
Standing there I saw her stop at my door and try the knob. It was locked. She stepped back and counted doors, then tried it again. I thought My God she is so drunk she is not even counting right!!
She counted the doors again, tried my door knob and then went to Bruce's door. It opened easily and I saw her standing at the door for a minute or two before it shut behind her.
I stood in the door for another 5 minutes. Nothing happened.
Elated I went to my room and quietly opened the door and went inside. I locked it back.
I lay in my bed forever going over all the things that happened and it was still hard to believe any of it happened. I just couldn't believe she hadn't busted me when we went to the doggy position. I could smell her in my bed and I went to sleep eventually with her on my mind.
The knocking on my door woke me and I rolled over, realizing I was still naked. Slipping on my boxers I went to the door.
Bruce was standing there and he said, "Hey, guess who came to see me last night?"
"Uh?" is about all I could say.
"Tracey," he said. "Let's go get some breakfast at IHOP."
"You guys want some time alone," I demurred, trying to sound really tired.
"It was her idea," he said. "I got some last night so I need some sustenance."
Well, come to think of it a meal would be nice! I agreed and said I would meet them downstairs after I showered.
Nervous?
Yeah I was really nervous but I knew I needed to get past it. Bruce had not seemed mad or like he was anticipating anything. I got downstairs and Tracey was sitting beside Bruce in our big room. They got up and she gave me a hug. The scent of her hair gave my shorts a stir and I quickly stepped back, blushing some but smiling mostly.
We had some very innocent small talk, then we took her bronco II to the local IHOP.
We had been talking about school and stuff. Bruce gets this funny look on his face.
"Tell James," Bruce said.
Tracey laughed and shoved him playfully! "No! I wasn't going to tell him!"
"What?!" I said, that nervousness coming back.
Bruce laughed. "Tracey said after she took a shower last night she almost went into your room instead of mine."
"Oh?" I said, trying to smile, but I am sure it looked more like a grimace.
"Yeah," Tracey said, her eyes meeting mine as I felt my whole body tense. "You guy's should put name plates on your door. That way people know which room is which."
"That's a good idea," I managed.
Laughing again, Bruce said, "James would have freaked out if you had hopped in his bed naked!"
"Yeah, freaked out," I said laughing, Tracey looking at me. She wasn't laughing.
"She would have been able to tell the difference," Bruce said, oblivious that she was not sharing our laughter.
"Maybe not at first," she said, "but I would after a while." She took a drink of her milk, staring at me.
We all laughed at that and Bruce feigned being hurt. My mind was racing and the words Oh Holy Shit kept going through my mind. Tracey knew! She had been coming back to room on purpose! Probably to get her clothes. Maybe to talk! Why did she let me continue to fuck her??
We finished eating and I felt Tracey's foot on my leg. I met her eyes and she shrugged. I smiled and nodded. She smiled back. Not sure what we were saying, but we never mentioned it to each other again. Tracey was 23 or 24 and I was 20 years old and I was mature enough to keep this secret the entire time I knew them.
They moved to California a year or two after we got out of school and as friends often do from college, we lost touch. I did find out later that weekend after she went home that she was off the pill and they had decided to get pregnant. I can happily say I did NOT father a child with her, but I did wait for the other shoe to drop for a while.
I never did get the answers to the questions I had above, but I guess it didn't matter. I did not want to get between Bruce and Tracey at all, though I wondered then and still wonder now why she let me keep fucking her after she realized it was me and not Bruce. Part of me speculates that she was already doing it and we did have a good friendship already. Maybe she was curious too. Whatever the reason I am glad she did and it worked out okay. I hope they are still together and she still thinks of me occasionally.

[Kknn4343]

Awesome story, dude!

[ez2b0e]

fuck that is a hot story .....

i've returned a couple of times to reread it!!!

I'd love to have a chance to do that.

[donkeydong]

I worked with a girl for a while when I was a project manager she was my assistant. She always wore stockings and heels to work she was very hot.Her husband also worked with us .Her knowing my nylon fetish she always was a tease.Still working for the same company she got transfered across town to a different office.Several times a week she would call me and we would meet at a park.She would unhook one of stockings from her garter and take it off.She would then slide it over my manhood and jerk and suck me until I c*m.She would then pull it off and then suck the c*m out of the toe and slide it back on and hook up.She never wanted me to touch her guess it made her feel she wasnt cheating and it never went any further than that. But it lasted a couple years a few times a week.And then her and her husband moved out west. Very hot while it lasted.