A week at stepdad’s house turned me into cuckold

Once upon a time in a small town, I was happily married to my beautiful wife, Aisha. Our relationship was built on love and trust, and we enjoyed a comfortable life together. However, there was one thing I had to address: my stepdad, Rashid. He had been living alone for the past six years since my mother passed away, and I felt it was time for a visit.

Rashid was a strong, muscular man with a commanding presence. His dedication to fitness and his faith made him someone I admired deeply, yet there was an underlying tension about our meeting. Aisha and I decided to visit him one sunny Saturday afternoon, hoping to reconnect and bring some joy into his life.

As we arrived at Rashid’s house, I noticed how well he had maintained it. The garden was lush, and the smell of spices wafted through the air. Aisha greeted him warmly, her bright smile lighting up the room. Rashid’s eyes sparkled as he looked at her.

Throughout the visit, the atmosphere was filled with laughter and stories. But I could sense something brewing beneath the surface. As we sat down for dinner, Rashid’s gaze often lingered on Aisha’s large breasts. Her hot ass and juicy lips caught his attention, and I tried to dismiss it, attributing it to his loneliness and the charm of my wife.

Aisha said, “Father-in-law, you have a great mansion and a wonderful garden.”

Rashid replied, “I have much greater and more wonderful things than those, my daughter-in-law. Don’t call me that; just call me Rashid.”

Aisha responded, “Sure, Rashid, you have a great body that must be acknowledged. I guess you must have enjoyed your youth.”

Rashid laughed and said, “Yes, I did enjoy many women, but after I lost my wife, I couldn’t move on from that phase until now.”

Aisha asked, “Yes, I’ve heard about it, but what made you come out of that phase now?”

Rashid replied, “It’s you, my daughter-in-law. Your beauty is so magnificent that I have no words.”

Aisha said, “Oh, please, is it just my skin tone that attracts you?”

Rashid responded, “Your big, oozing boobs and hot, round ass make me feel like a young man.”

Aisha’s face turned red as they forgot I was still in the dining hall and continued to have romantic talks.

Meanwhile, it was night, and we went to sleep. Rashid showed us a room that looked almost similar to his but was on the different end of the corridor.

We went for a walk while Rashid went for a bath. From the garden, there was a telescope to look at the stars, and we went there to gaze at some. After some time, my wife was staring at different places in the mansion and stopped at Rashid’s room.

I asked, “What happened, Aisha? Why are you laughing? What are you staring at for so long?”

Aisha replied, “Your stepfather is quite a wild man; take a look at his room.”

I was shocked to see that there were pictures of Aisha on his TV, and he was masturbating his big, 9-inch cock.

I exclaimed, “Let me get this son of a bitch, and I’ll show him hell tonight!”

Aisha calmed me down, saying, “Hey, don’t do that. He’s your stepfather, and he hasn’t had any women touch him in the past six years, so I don’t think you should make trouble out of this.”

I argued, “But he’s fapping to your image!”

Aisha replied, “I get that; it’s okay. I’m just shocked that, even at the age of 55, he’s getting it hard, and it’s 9 inches big.”

I asked, “What do you mean?”

Aisha explained, “What I mean is, look at his cock and yours. You can’t make your 4-inch sissy cock stay hard for 5 minutes, but that man is getting hard at the age of 55, and it’s fapping his bull cock. I wish he’d fuck me like a whore.”

I didn’t have anything to say as I just looked at her, naked. We went to our bedroom that night, and the bed was so soft and romantic that I wanted to have sex, so I pulled my clothes off.

Aisha said, “Anyway, it’s going to be 5 minutes, and I can sleep properly.”

We had sex, and she went to wash up. There was a common washroom in the corridor, and it was dark.

After half an hour, when Aisha hadn’t returned, I got worried and went looking for her.

I shouted, “Aisha, Aisha, where are you?”

I turned on the lights to find out that my wife was in Rashid’s bedroom, and he was fucking her in the missionary position.

I exclaimed, “What the hell are you doing?”

Aisha said, “Baby, I got lost, and I thought you were using the rubber cock to fuck me.”

Rashid laughed and said, “A rubber cock? Can’t he fuck you? He’s just like his sissy daddy. Let me show you what a real man is.”

He started pounding on my wife vigorously.

Aisha cried out, “Aaaaa, Rashid, please stop!”

I shouted, “You shameless bitch, you’re enjoying it and asking him to stop. What didn’t I do to keep you happy, you whore?”

Aisha’s ego got triggered, and she said, “You sissy bastard, you can’t fuck me and ask me what you didn’t do to keep me happy. Now I’m not going to tolerate it. Fuck me, Rashid, fuck me to the core. I’m all yours. Let the doors be open, and let him listen to how satisfying the woman sounds.”

Rashid started fucking her even faster.

Aisha moaned, “Ohh, yes, ohh, yes, Rashid, your cock is tearing me. Don’t stop.”

Rashid said, “It’s so wet, but I couldn’t get my complete cock in you.”

Aisha suggested, “Lay down, baby, I’ll take care of that.”

She took the cowgirl position and started riding on him. Before that, she said, “Hey, you cuck! Take this as a gift.”

And she threw the condom on my face.

Aisha tried to fit in the cock, but it was so big that it didn’t enter in the first go.

Aisha said, “Hey, you sissy, come and lick my bull cock so that it can get into me.”

Rashid forcefully caught my neck and pushed his dick into my mouth. I started choking on the cock, and they were ramping to the floor, and her moaning was echoing the walls of the corridor.

Rashid exclaimed, “Ohh, Aisha, my darling, you’re so soft and tight. It’s like I’m riding a teenager.”

Aisha said, “Yes, yes, Rashid, my husband’s cock never invaded the area that your cock goes to. I feel like this is my first night, and I’m being treated like a real woman.”

Rashid smacked my wife’s ass, and it turned red.

Rashid asked, “Who’s your daddy? Tell me.”

Aisha replied, “Aaaa, you are my daddy, aaaa.”

She increased her pace, and they hit the climax.

Rashid said, “I am about to cum. Get up and let me spill it out.”

Aisha looked straight into my eyes and said, “I don’t think I need to get up,” and curled her legs around his waist.

Aisha said, “I feel your thick, warm cum in me. Hey, sissy, would you like to taste some? Come lick this.”

I walked out, smacking the door.

The entire night, they went on banging the floor and the bed. This was my first day in the mansion, and I wasn’t sure what I had to experience for the next 6 days.