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This outfit was both absolutely ridiculous and insanely cute. Mostly ridiculous to her, except she knew that if she wore something like it, he’d fuck her until he was painfully past the point of being sensitive, but still wanting to fuck. She loved those moments, her breaking any version of his self control. Marital power existed in mysterious places.
Time to go shopping. She made sure it was a skirt and not stupid annoying shorts. Ok ok, “skirt” was maybe an exaggeration.
Coming in closer while my hands are bound behind me... are you going to feel up my legs... spread them... cum on them... you tell me what you want?
Oh they knew how to tease her. They spread her legs, one on each side, staring at each other as much as her, and then — nothing. She had to watch them and keep her legs spread. That was it.
Watch them kiss. Watch them make love (not fuck, true tender beautiful lovemaking). And she had to stay with legs wide open. They kept looking at her pussy and whispering in each other’s ear (later she learned they were semi-arguing about who got to taste first).
By the time they untied her, the skirt was soaked through and probably ruined, and she did not care at all. Without looking at them, she climbed up on the bed on her knees, her head resting on the mattress, and only said one word, “please.” They both complied, one in front, one in back. Neither got to taste her, but she got to taste them together, as one. She started coming with their first touch and didn’t stop the cycle of orgasms until she collapsed on the bed. She was so exhausted, so emotionally safe and physically used, and so happy.
They cuddled her and she woke up again much later to the feel of the bed moving in rhythm as they fucked loudly beside her. She rolled over and started kissing him, what an afternoon they were having.
She knew what his tongue and lips could do, and it was clear he was doing it as she walked in the house and saw her writhing on the sofa, both of them mostly clothed, her panties in the ground many feet away from where they were. The room smelled of her. Oh she couldn’t wait to kiss him, to taste his wet lips and smell his messy face, but for now they hadn’t even noticed her and kept going. She decided to watch and listen. But she took her panties off. Might as well be prepared for what was next.
Say ahhhhh
No words were spoken but she let him know what, how, and where.
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Damn straight.
You want to cum on my breasts?
This is really a post about how I adore a man's cock and how I love a man's cum.
You want to cum on my face? And then take me out for dinner with your cum in my hair?
You need to understand how much I adore your cock. And how much I love your cum. The two are a package, aren't they?
Your cock is a beautiful thing. I know it might be different from another man's. For me it's about the throbbing desire, the deep animal life that makes it so hard and lovely to touch. Because I love to take your cock in my hand, and also in my fingers. Those are different things. I love to wrap my hand around it, and feel the whole thing, all its pulsing, aching desire, and I love to trace my fingertips over it, all the ridges, the head, the base, your balls.
And I want your cock in my mouth. I will say often on my blog, so you will know it's true - there's nothing I like more than taking your cock in my mouth and my throat. All the way. I learned early on to take a man's cock in my throat and swallow your cum. I was a swallower from the very start. I just thought that's what I was supposed to do.
Same thing, though, your cock in my mouth. I love the feeling of masculine power, love the ridges, the shape, the desire.
And your cum? If you cum in my mouth, I swallow. But I also like your cum anywhere else on my body, because I like your cum. If you cum on my breasts, I run my fingers through your cum and play, then lick it off. Likewise anywhere else. My face? Yes.
I just want you to understand that.
Oh how she loved women, their touch, their kisses. But her husband had a thing they didn’t, and his cock was what she needed and wanted. Not always, but always, which made no sense but there you go, marriage was like that.
And she really did like come on her tits. Really really liked it.
Her Husband
Now, as a young adult female, I can say I’m open to many things. In college, I was even known for experimenting, sexually that is, and I don’t mean just having a fling with my roommate.
No, I was known for being down to try almost anything at least once, which led to some fun experiences that I still try to partake in. Unfortunately, not everyone is down for that now as we’ve gotten a little older… and by older, I mean since I graduated last year.
I swear, if I knew people would become such prudes as soon as they graduate, I'd have been even more active in college, which is saying something.
So instead, I go online and try to find other freaks like me. The biggest challenge is that a lot of the time people say they’re freakier than they actually are. There is nothing more frustrating than getting worked up for a naughty threesome, and finding out the two guys cannot perform in front of one another… and no, when I’m looking for two guys to bang, taking them on one at a time isn’t the same.
Likewise, the number of guys looking for a threesome with their wife/girlfriend, without actually telling them that was the plan, and expecting me to talk them into it… well, that just kind of sucks. Although I have talked a couple of those fine young ladies into someone on one time with me, that’s a different story for a different time.
So when I saw a post asking for someone to screw their husband, I was both interested and hesitant. On the one hand, the fact that the wife was posting made me think that this might be legit. But was I supposed to set him up? I didn’t want to be some honey pot used in a divorce proceeding. That’s not my thing after all. I was looking for some kinky fun.
I opted to meet the two of them together at a nearby bar. That’s when I learned about another option. One where the wife wanted to watch her husband having sex.
“I found a video of him and one of his college flings… and I couldn’t stop watching it,” the wife said.
“Since then she has wanted me to tell her about all the things I did with my exes,” Brad, the husband, said. “When I ran out of stories, she suggested I make some new ones.”
“I encouraged him to find another girl, but once they find out he’s married, it ends. We had one girl even let me watch. She said all these mean things to me, and I turned me on so much,” the wife said.
As she talked, I couldn’t believe it. I was watching her get turned on while talking about how that girl humiliated her. I could never.. But could I be that other girl?
“You want me to humiliate you?”
“Yes,” she said gleefully. “Well, sort of,” she continued. “I want you to pick. I just want to be there as it makes it so much better.”
“Well, for the few times we’ve done it. We’re still pretty new to this,” her husband said. He seemed a little nervous about it, which I get. The wife was… well, a normal-looking wife, who you would never expect wanting something so out of the ordinary. I would have expected her to be a “with the lights out, once a week,” kind of gal, who only did it in the missionary position.
Still, since I knew they were both on board, I was down for it. “And when should we…”
“Whenever works for you. I know it’s a little different,” the wife said, reaching over the table and putting her hand on top of mine. “But it makes our sex life stronger.”
“Really?”
“Oh yeah, we fuck like bunnies for a couple of weeks it seems after an event like what we’re asking.”
As I looked at her in her floral print dress, I could never have expected to hear her say the word “fuck,” let alone admit to doing it often. “Multiple times a week, for weeks?”
“Oh, we normally fuck four or five times a week, but after some of his exploits… Well, we often do it twice a day for a week or two at least. Sometimes more…” She was smiling a bit now, and I saw her flushed skin. She was very worked up.
“In fact, just talking about it makes me want to jump him right now.”
“Because you’re thinking of him and I together…”
She just bit her lower lip and smiled and nodded…
I couldn’t believe it. This little housewife was getting laid more than I was. And yet, while they seemed like a boring couple, there was something that turned me on about the idea.
She was still holding my hand, so I took my other hand and put it on top of hers. We were now holding hands as I leaned in and looked into her eyes. “And what if I want to fuck your husband tonight? What if I want to go back to your place and mount him on your marital bed right now… would you still like that?”
She nodded her head even more. I smiled, as I knew I had her right where I wanted her. I might have never done this before, but I was willing to try, and it might be fun.
We headed back to their house. I was a little nervous about it being their place, but I also wasn’t sure I wanted them to come back to my place.
I got out of my car and went right up to the driver’s side door and kissed him while we were all outside. I looked over at the wife, “Don’t you think everyone should know about this?”
I realized it might humiliate her, and she might like it; that's why I did it. But her husband wanted to move inside, so I followed Brad inside. There the babysitter was. She let Brad and his wife know the kids had gone to bed, and she would head out.
She was young, maybe too young; I wasn’t sure.
“I bet you can’t wait for your husband to fuck the babysitter,” I said to the wife as the door closed with the babysitter now outside.
“She turns 18 this summer… I can’t wait.”
I watched her smile at the thought. I could see how turned on she was getting. Knowing there were kids in the house, I suggested moving to the bedroom. She was a dirty girl in her own way. That was for sure.
The bedroom was large and fancy. A king-size poster bed was where I was going to fuck her husband. I ran my hand across the sheets. They were as high a quality as you’d expect in a place like this.
“So, I think you need to strip your husband naked for me. Let me see what I get to play with.”
She went over to him and took his clothes off while I watched. If I didn’t like what I saw, I would leave.
Instead, I saw a seven-inch dick, and it wasn’t even fully hard.
“Suck on it for me. I want it nice and hard so I can fuck it properly.”
She started to suck on Brad’s dick, and it grew even more. By the time it was done, it was nearly nine inches, even if it was a little on the thin side.
“Very nice,” I said. “I like a nice long cock.”
The wife blushed a little.
“I think you should strip naked too… let your body know how close to that dick it is, and yet, it won’t get it tonight.”
She took her clothes off. It didn’t take long as she wasn’t wearing any panties nor a bra. This was yet another surprise for me, especially for a mom.
I thought I might go a little further with this. “Now come over here and take my clothes off,” I ordered her. She dutifully walked over to me. I watched as her husband watched her, not me. He was smiling as he watched her naked body walk across the room.
She stopped in front of me. “Go on. You want me to fuck your husband, right?”
She nodded. A little less enthusiastically this time.
“Then get to getting me naked,” I ordered. “Then your husband can fuck a real woman.” Since she wanted to be humiliated, I was going to do it. What surprised me was how easy it was to do it. I always considered myself a feminist… but this... This was carnal.
She started with my shirt, undoing the top buttons before pulling it over my head. She then unclasped my bra, freeing my tits. “Think your husband will like my tits.”
She looked at them, putting a hand on them, nodding the whole time.
“I can’t hear you,” I stage whispered to her.
“Yes,” she said meekly. “I think he’ll like your breasts. They’re so firm…”
I smiled and looked at Brad. He was still watching his wife, now as she bent over to undo my pants. I helped her by stepping out of them. Then I had her undo her panties. I spread my legs a little.
“Make sure I’m ready for your husband,” I told her.
“What?”
“Lick my pussy till I’m nice and wet,” I informed her.
She swallowed and looked back at her husband. His hard cock was still pointing straight out, and the idea of him watching his wife go down on me turned him on.
She turned back to me and stuck her tongue out hesitantly.
“Come on, lick my pussy,” I said a little more forcefully.
She did, just a little bit.
I pulled her closer and got her so she could really lick me. She was hesitant, but wanted to please the both of us. And like with all sex, even when it’s bad, it’s good, and she was making me feel good.
The more she did, the better she got as she got used to it.
“She’s never tasted another woman, has she?”
Brad shook his head.
“Not even as she cleaned you up?”
Still, he shook his head no.
“Well, we've got to change that. There’s nothing like it, or so guys tell me at least.” I let his wife lick me for another minute or so, until I was good and wet.
Then I realized I’d never had someone watch me. At least, not like this. Sure, I had spent time at a party doing it while other people were in the room, and some were watching, but not another’s boyfriend or girlfriend… not as they watched.
“Since you hesitated, I think we need to punish you,” I said, taking her by the hand. I led her to the chaise lounge in their bedroom and had her face away from the bed.
“Now, no peeking. Or I won’t let you even stay in the room,” I said.
She realized she was going to be facing away and wouldn’t be able to watch like she wanted. She’d only be able to hear. Lucky for her, I can be nice and loud… or would that be doubly frustrating. I didn’t care either way; I just wanted to try Brad’s long cock.
I walked over to him and ran my hand over his shaft. “Oh, this is a nice one,” I cooed. “I’m going to have a lot of fun fucking this cock.” I gave him a wet, sloppy kiss, nice and loud so his wife could hear. I turned a little and saw she was doing as she was told, facing away from us.
“So, Brad, what’s your favorite position?” I asked him seductively.
He smiled and told me, and I got into position, lying on my back, but letting him put my legs up around his shoulders. With that cock of his, he was going to go nice and deep in me.
I was so turned on by his wife licking my pussy; it didn’t take long for me to start cumming. And I made sure I was nice and loud for his wife to know exactly what was going on. Of course, he knew what he was doing, which didn’t hurt either.
I watched as he stared right into my eyes as I came for him and his wonderfully long cock.
“Oh, yes,” I moaned. “Don’t stop. Give it to me. Give it to me,” I was nearly begging as he thrust in and out of me over and over again. “You feel so fucking good,” I told him, making sure his wife could also hear.
I looked over, and she was squirming a little, wanting to turn and watch, but knowing my threat, she didn’t dare.
“Oh, that’s it. Fuck me harder,” I begged him, staring at his poor little wife. “I bet that pussy feels so good on your cock.”
“Yes,” Brad hissed, trying to keep from cumming himself.
“You want to cum don’t you.”
He just nodded, trying to hold out.
I wrapped my legs around him.
“Then do it. Cum in me. Cum in my fucking pussy. Your dick deserves it.”
He grunted as he came inside my pussy, while I held him there, nice and deep. Fuck, it felt good.
I looked up, and him and smiled as he had finished. I was still holding him there, not letting him leave. “That was good. When will we do it again?”
He looked at his wife, and I made him look at me. “We decide, not her,” I said, making sure she knew her place.
He looked a little afraid of this dynamic. That was fine. Even if this was a one time thing, it was going to be great for me, and I think for her as well.
“Soon enough then,” I said, with a bit of a teasing smile. “Now bring your little bitch wife over here,” I ordered.
He went over to his wife, and took her by the hand, leading her to me. She stood in front of me, while I propped myself up on my elbows.
“Your husband did a good job fucking me. But I left a mess all over his cock. Why don’t you clean it up for him?”
She looked at him, and then at me, then back at him. I think she was trying to figure out what to do.
“With your mouth. Clean his lovely cock that made me cum so good.”
She realized what she was supposed to do, and got on her knees. There she started to lick and suck on his cock, cleaning all of his and my cum that covered him. While he was soft, he still liked it, and moaned from time to time.
“Oh, looks like the little bitch has a talented tongue for cleaning up cum,” I teased. “That’s good, because I have a good amount of cum in me as well,” I said, spreading my pussy lips so she could see the cream pie.
“Or does the little bitch want to sleep in a wet spot tonight?”
She turned and smiled at me.
“You know you don’t really have a choice in this,” I told her. She caught my meaning and went to licking my pussy, sucking all of her husband’s cum out of it.
Oh, it felt so good as she rooted around in my pussy getting all of his cum… and making me cum again in the process.
“That’s it. Suck your hubby’s cum from my cunt. See how much he gave me. That’s because he loved fucking my cunt, and he’s going to continue fucking me. I bet you’d like that, wouldn’t you?”
She paused and looked up at me, smiling.
“Good girl. Maybe I’ll even let you watch. Would you like to watch my legs wrapped around your husband as he fucks me, filling me with his cum?”
“Oh yes,” she moaned as she kept licking my pussy.
I’m sure she had sucked all of his cum out of my cunt, but I wasn’t going to stop her.
I let her make me cum one more time before I ordered her to stop. I sat up and held her chin in my hand, kissing her softly on the lips. “That was a good girl,” I told her, looking into her eyes as I broke my kiss. “And your husband is good to fuck as well,” I teased her.
She smiled and nodded. She seemed to like the fact that I had fucked her.
I looked over at her husband. He wasn’t quite ready to fuck again, which was a shame. I would have loved to do him again, but now would not be the time.
I stood up and got dressed. Brad threw on a robe and walked me to the door. I paused at the door instead of opening it. I reached down and stroked his cock in the opening of his robe. I was slowly growing as I wrapped my fingers around it and stroked it.
“Are you going to go back there and fuck your wife?”
He just nodded.
I smiled. She was lucky, in her own way. While I don’t mind being shared, I’m not sure I could share someone I loved.
“Will I get to come back?”
“I hope so,” he said before opening the door.
I knew that was my cue. I turned to walk away, back to my empty apartment, but I paused and turned. “If she ever wants to change things up… I know she could be a lot of fun in a threesome… or we could do another night like tonight,” I offered.
And with that, I walked out the door, wondering if I’d get called back again. I kind of hope so because it was different and fun. And there was something about humiliating his wife… maybe I could find other couples that needed that. If their husband was as good as he was, I could definitely get used to that.
I thought about it all the way home, and as I went to bed… I wasn’t completely alone. I pulled out one of my toys, and used it till I fell asleep, imagining Brad fucking me, while his wife watched and enjoyed her husband filling me up, so she could clean me up again and again.
Well god damn.
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Oh good god damn the neck yesssss
She knew he was about to finish. She could tell.
His grip on her hips got stronger, his breathing picked up, he started going even faster. It wasn't exactly subtle, but it wasn't anything he needed to hide anyway. She kept doing what she'd been doing from the moment he slid in: moaning, pushing back, being for him.
He came. She did not.
They stayed locked together panting a few moments. His cock twitching, emptying into her. Her head hung low. He gave her a squeeze and a kiss on the back of the neck.
It wasn't as though she used to cum from being fucked, at least not all the time. It was just that she used to care that she didn't. There's be disappointment, there'd be frustration.
Now, she didn't even notice. It didn't cross her fluffy, mostly-empty mind. The constant need was normal. The itch to be scratched had stopped being an itch, just become part of how she was. That she even could have cum from being fucked had long been forgotten.
Good girls don't cum, so... what?
Nothing was missing.
When he pulled out she turned around straightaway, like she'd been trained, and took his cock into her mouth. To clean herself off of him, to clean whatever drops of him he hadn't left inside her already, and to thank him for letting her be useful.
It had felt good, obviously. So good. So, so good. But it wasn't for her.
It was for him. Just like all of her was. She had purpose now, not like before. He'd saved her from that, given something better to her. Given her what she'd really been meant for.
So being thankful was important.
Certainly, much, much more important than cumming could ever be.
The reality is that not every fuck felt sexy, but fuck was he sexy when he fucked her and she loved that. She didn’t have to come, every time (she would catch up on those days she came uncountable times and he came … once) and she wasn’t even always into it in a way that would even let her come. But she was into it for something deeper than an orgasm. because it strengthened them as they were, by now a long-together couple with another beautiful woman inside their marriage, kids and parents and work and stress. Sometimes a cock felt great, just because it literally felt great, orgasm or no.
No empty mind. No weird subservience. No training. Just love. Sometimes being a woman was great because she could get laid without being in the mood and it still made her happy, while his cock had to be in the mood for him to get laid. OK fine he was in the mood nearly every day, but she’d caught him at times when he wasn’t (kids parents work stress etc), and she kinda felt bad for him when that happened.
But for her? A good hard fuck sometimes made her joyously happy, because he was the one fucking her, and that meant the world to her. Marriage. It’s not for the lighthearted and after 30ish years, they’d learned a lot.
She saw him raise an eyebrow as she said this, knowing that he knew where he was supposed to come, knowing that he would do what pleased her, knowing that he would end up fucking her while she kissed his girlfriend again and again and again.
You're so cute when you talk about your husband. Even when his cum is literally dripping out of me right now
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In PUBLIC during brunch?!? They both laughed. And then they ate more quickly and headed home (the home she kinda shared with them by now) and damn was that a lovely afternoon, buzzed on mimosas and drunk on each other’s kisses and tastes. He showed up in the middle and knew it wasn’t his time to join. Dinner was ready after they woke from their post fucking naps.
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Oh the slow tease and the wait at the last moment before the slow kiss starts and oh my god the fire it set in her soul when kissing like this.
Moan her name while she sucks your dick
Moan another woman's name while she sucks your dick. If she gets turned on by it she's a keeper.
She sucked his cock entirely differently from how his girlfriend did. Lucky him. When he said his girlfriend’s name, said he wished she was here, wanted both of them sucking his cock, she was happy, horny, and wanting. Except his girlfriend was teaching her tricks, and she tried the new thing, and suddenly he was losing his shit entirely and forgot anything but what was happening to his cock in her mouth and god damn that was a lot of come.
And now she wished his girlfriend was there, as well.
She waited in bed, waited as they decided who would join her first and who would watch until invited in. She could tell his hand was on her hip and ass, didn’t know which way they would go. They started kissing and she started undressing him. God her husband was a good kisser, his girlfriend was moaning into his mouth and his fingers in her pussy were melting her, she was sure he would join her first, god his cock was hard as his underwear was pulled down, she was already dreaming of it in her mouth - until they separated, and he stepped back, and suddenly she was being kissed by his girlfriend and she was immediately out of breath and fuuuuuuuck how did they do this to her? She saw him in the chair, cock in hand, just touching, not stroking, and already her first orgasm hit and god damn being the center of attention was amazing.
It's okay to let go
Admit it, cuckie, hearing your hubby fucking me last night made you so wet. Stop lying, I can feel it. If you can not cum, maybe I'll let you watch next time.
Oh the dilemmas. She loved listening, she loved watching, and she loved loved loved joining after doing one or the other. None of these rules were firm. It was the exploration and mutual support of it all. She didn’t like the silly cuckie language, because she was the one who controlled this dynamic, not them. So what did she want? For those two lovers to have private time, or for her to watch and join after their crazy first round?
Her body decided for her. Just asking the question (it’s all in your head) and she was coming like a demon. His girlfriend started kissing her in the middle, no fair, now she was even more out of breath and immediately horny again. Good lord standing up was hard now. She was so out of breath. Could tonight happen right now?!
It had been too long and she needed some alone time with her, without him there, and no, she wasn’t going to explain, she just needed
