It started that October evening. She walks in after her first week back at work. Eyes sparkling. ‘This shop guy near the office? He’s eyeing me hard.’ Smirks as she describes his flirty smiles, stepping out to greet her.
We’re open-minded. Bi couple. Threesomes with guys and girls. But my dirty secret? I crave her cheating. Making me a proper cuck. I’ve begged during sex. She laughed it off. Said she’d feel weird without me there.
The Spark: Temptation Ignites
Still, watching her in threesomes? Her body writhing on another cock? Gets me rock hard. She knows. Dropping this bombshell fuels my fire. I greenlight it. ‘Go for it, babe. Just tell me everything. Bring proof.’
Weeks pass. November night. She’s late. ‘Stopped by his shop. Tested the vibe.’ Chatted products. He shows full range. Offers drinks. She teases, ‘Not tonight.’ Swaps numbers.
‘Still cool if I play?’ He’s cute, charming. My dick twitches. Before I answer, ping. His text: Number check. Drink soon? Kiss emoji. She shows me. I nod. She replies: Hell yes. Kiss back.
‘Didn’t tell him I’m taken. Might scare him.’ I suggest honesty, no details. She texts: Lunch instead. In a relationship, can’t be late. Wink.
His reply: Cool. Tomorrow noon? Then: …anywhere! Grin. Crystal clear. She sets it: Your spot nearby? He picks bar. One hour max. Deal.
‘Your fantasy’s happening, cuck.’ I’m throbbing already. Pull her close. Hand on ass. Hard cock grinding. We skip TV. Fuck like animals.
Morning. She’s up early. Glam makeup, perfect hair. Rare for work. I peek lingerie. ‘Save it for Paul.’ Long kiss goodbye. Morning wood rages.
Midday texts. Mine: Enjoy lunch. Love you. Hers: Heading in. Love you.
13:00. ‘Back to work. Great lunch. Too short. Late tonight.’ Dick hurts, so stiff.
MMS drops. Her hand gripping thick cock under table. ‘Quick grab at bar.’ Then his hand in her jeans.
Afternoon crawl. 17:00: ‘Late home.’ Evening drags. Kid fed, bedded. I wait.
23:00. Train soon. Midnight home. MMS: Her mouth stretched on his dick. Selfie by him.
Door clicks midnight. She glows. Hair messy, makeup smeared. ‘Want the full story?’
The Dive: Raw Forbidden Fuck
Hell yes. Strip me. I’m raging hard. She pulls panties from bag. Soaked, cum-stinking. ‘His load. Told him you approved. Thought you’d like.’ Sniffing it, she starts.
Lunch: Bar booth. Deep kiss first. Hands under shirt, tweaking nipples. Sip drinks. My hand unzips him. Thick, short, fat head. Precum everywhere. Stroke hard.
He fingers me. Soaked pussy. Circles clit. I cum fast, muffled by tongue. Fingers plunge deep. Another orgasm. Time up. ‘Don’t leave me hanging.’ I jerk faster. He spurts in napkin.
Walk out. He gropes ass. ‘More at 5?’ Yes.
Evening: His place next door. Door shuts. Clothes rip. Bedroom. He eats me out. Tongue magic. Three squirting orgasms. Fingers deep.
Suck him. Photo for you. Explains cuck thing. He face-fucks. Cums down throat. ‘Show your man.’ Tongue out, cum pool. Swallow. Snap.
Still hard. Rimjob heaven. Tongue swaps pussy to ass. Hole winks open.
Condom on. Missionary. Gland splits lips. Balls deep. Legs on shoulders. Pounds. Switch cowgirl, doggy. Ass cheeks spread. Hole gaping. Endless orgasms.
He nears. ‘Cum in panties for him.’ Pulls out. Blasts thick ropes on fabric.
Cuddle. He hardens. Suck round two. Ass up. Legs wide. Obscene photo: holes dripping.
‘Fuck your ass before hubby.’ Tongue probes. Then thick cock. Stretches. Fingers clit. I explode. Doggy anal. Deeper. Rips condom. Cums on back.
Clean up. Train. ‘Again? Even at home, me watching?’
I can’t hold. Slam her pussy. Cum buckets. She sees him often. Bar fucks. Home shows. But that’s next chapter.