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Melting gasping wanting
Waiting for them as they came in the door after their date. Depending on which one touched her first, she had a script to run down in her head - who received, who gave, who took. It all depended on whether her husband or his girlfriend touched her first. And where.
Huh. He had just talked her into an outfit remarkably like this one, but that wasn’t their home.
She hoped the woman got fucked as well as she had been after wearing it. Stairs. Her standing one above him. Her bent over. Him behind her. Her ass against his belly. Her hands supporting her as he played with her tits and fucked her from behind. Her clit not touched, aching.
After he pulled out and she sucked him clean and convinced him to move to the bed so she could ride him, she came over and over. He held back. Once she really couldn’t anymore he asked where she wanted his come. Good lord he came so hard all over her ass.
Yeah, she hoped this woman experienced what she did.
She watched in anticipation- the smell was already in the room, the sounds soon would be, and soon enough his cock would be sliding into her, long, so hard, and so wet. And then the taste of them, all before she had a chance to feel his cock herself. Oh, these lazy lovely afternoons (now that the kids had moved out).
Bound and blindfolded and she didn’t even know if he was alone in the room with her or not.
The sound of two people kissing soon gave that answer, and her nipples and clit were already on fire before that. Sweet Jesus she was almost in pain from it.
Eaten
She was there watching and she was finally not watching him, instead watching what he was causing. This was always the moment when she wanted to join, wanting to kiss those lips, wanting to feel that passion he caused, wanting to be part of it after holding back.
It was a very long time since they had this conversation but she still remembered the moment almost every day.
Three people can build something just as real as two people can.
In their case, 2 + 2 + 2 = 3. The math did add up.
(Side note: poly is not just triads. Unicorns have the name for a reason. Always annoying to see it oversimplified.)
Tonight was one of those fancy nights out where they would be the couple, and she would be the close family friend. Her husband was already ready, waiting and kinda bored (she guessed) but she and his girlfriend were taking their sweet damn time, teasing each other, tasting each other off their fingers -
And, yes, licking each other. More than a little, it turned out.
Sometimes I think about kissing a girl and feeling our nipples press together and it makes my whole body vibrate
There’s something about him, sure, tall and being against his chest like that, and she didn’t want to lose that, but there was oh so most something about her, her nipples, her mouth at just the same height, her hair in her hands, and the way they adjusted as they kissed with their nipples at different heights because sigh anatomy, though each rubbing just so, heads tilted, lips soft and tongues slowly moving - and there was something even more amazing when they were both up against his chest, one of his arms around each of them, lightly holding them, no control involved, no pushing, perhaps a little ass groping because he couldn’t help himself, and them kissing like this, safely, together, and happy.
Yes yes yes please yes
Oh it was ok. It was very much ok. She loved watching him fuck. She loved the screams he caused, the way she collapsed on his cock, the way he stayed in control - until he didn’t. Good she loved seeing him lose control.
wk0re
"I'm sure your wife down the hall is pretty worked up from listening to us this afternoon. She will likely be all over you as soon as I leave, but I think you need a little break. So, let me leave a smelly reminder of our afternoon for her to discover at bedtime. Make her wait until then."
Oh, she was definitely going to be all over him once she left, and she was going to be miffed about only one thing: that she had worn her panties while grinding against the blanket. I mean, c’mon, she wanted the full immersive smell of their fucking surrounding her as she went to sleep that night, after getting the sweaty taste off his cock that afternoon. Was that too much to ask?!
Some of you really need to hear the click of a leash being attached to your collar and feel the tug of the leash pull you forward so that you have no choice but to follow along and it shows
I feel called out
Rarely she wanted this, but when she did? She really did.
And now she did. Because what he was pulling her toward (in her fantasy) was his hard cock, and her mouth felt empty right now.
Sometimes i send these kind of pictures to him 😉
She loved getting these messages from his girlfriend, loved that he turned them both on so much. She had a lazy afternoon planned, work was shit these days, but she was ready to taste his cock when he got home again - her chance to be with them both after she wasn’t there in person.
Has your cuckquean kink ever lead you to fantasies where you discover your "boyfriend" has another girlfriend, and without him realising you both end up competing to so who can cuck the other harder? Fighting to be the cake while loving the way she makes me the quean always got me so fucking turned on
A little competition with another woman would be fun. I will always be the quean in the relationship since I’m married to him, and if he had another girlfriend I would always want to be watching the two of them so i don’t know that I’d actually want to leave the other woman out. More so I think it would be fun to have some light competition every once in awhile on if I get to join in or not haha
Well shit. This actually has happened a few times. Mood has to be right to even debate joining. So, to join or not to join? It’s hard to decide when each option has its luscious part and its annoying part. Joining was usually the best, emotionally, meaning safer and less aftercare needed.
Sometimes she helped get things ready on more levels than one. The heels were ridiculous but they didn’t expect much walking. The stockings were attached because they expected them to fall otherwise - on his girlfriend, due to the hard fuck that was coming. On her? She knew she would get the tender afterglow, the aftertaste, the husband after his explosion of lust.
God what an amazing marriage they had.