“Hang in there, the cuckolding lifestyle can be really rewarding if you’re open to the experience.”There were those words again, cuck and cuckol.... When Melissa and I first met Kassandra in the sex shop, she referred to her partner as her ‘cuckold subby’ and last night Tayshaun called me ‘cucky-boy’. I was starting to piece it together, but still wasn’t sure exactly what it meant.Already feeling a little bit like a fool, I didn’t want to ask Kassandra any questions. I wanted her to tell me more. If I say no then thats it, don't bug me or it will all stop. Do we have a deal"I was so shocked that I nodded my head and just muttered a "yes, thanks mom" Take off your shorts and let mommy see it"I was still shaking as I pulled off my shirt and shorts, My cock was so hard it hurt and was sticking straight out."oh baby you have such a nice big cock. It's bigger than your dads" Show me how you stroke it and tell me what your thinking about"I reached my hand down and started to slowly stroke it. "Taste kind of tangy yourself," Ken replied.Jessie rubbed her hand over his flat stomach and said, "Why don't you sleep for a while?" Promise to wake me if anything comes up?"She licked her upper lip in an exaggerated motion before answering. "One way or the other, you'll wake up... should anything come up."He laughed and she joined him. A minute later he was snoring lightly.Her fingers traced their way to her center and with a wickedly sinful smile on her face she began a slow masturbation.And. Hopefully an uneventful flight to Cape Town and a chance to catch up on some much needed sleep. I boarded early, got myself comfortable and ordered a glass of red wine to help me drift off. The plane was a brand new A380 and business class seemed fairly empty, although for some reason I had been assigned one of the twin middle seats rather than my usual single window seat. I closed my eyes for a moment and then heard someone settling in to the seat next to me, at first I was slightly annoyed.