Husband's surprise visitors
My husband had been in a cheeky, mischievous mood; he couldn't keep his hands off me, or his cock out of me, all week. When I asked if he was going to set something up - finding a new lover for me - he'd only respond with "I'll try."
Saturday we had plans to take the kids to a park, one in another town where our first family house had been. Before I could get up, my husband laid on top of me and gave me a passionate kiss. I figured we were about to have some morning sex - and I was ready for it - but he stopped.
"You need to stay home today," he whispered.
"What? Why?" I said, confused, both at the statement and the cessation of foreplay.
"Because you have guests to entertain."
He proceeded to tell me that the "cuckqueen" and her husband were coming to our house. This was a couple we'd met with a little over a year ago: she likes to watch her husband have sex with other, married women. And she's watched me with her husband on 3 occasions now. Always at their home.
I was nervous. One, my husband would be away, with the kids. We rarely played alone, though I'd been away with this couple twice. Two, we never played at home, except with my husband's best friend and his wife. Our house was kind of a "safe place" in this lifestyle.
But, as he discussed the surprise, he continued to rub my very wet crotch, slowly and deliberately. It was a good way to leave me open to suggestion. I was so turned on I would've let a football team in the house to bang me.
We got up, dressed the kids, and I saw my family off around 11. I ran upstairs to get ready - I wanted to dress in something sexy since I didn't have to leave home - so I put on my favorite lacey black lingerie, pantiehose, and a garter belt. I did my best to prepare the bedroom when the bell rang.
I let them in, trying my best to hide my near-naked body behind the door, praying no neighbor was walking past. And it was chilly out: the cool air made my nipples rub hard against my outfit.
"What a pleasant surprise," I said to both, but had embraced the husband. His cold hands were on my back, pulling me in for a kiss. I took their jackets then brought the couple into our house. I showed them around, giving them a mini-tour of our place. It was fun, as I walked them around: them fully dressed, and me looking like I was prepared for a porno shoot.
I took them upstairs, to our bedroom. "This is where all the fun happens," I said, sitting on the side of my marital bed. The wife took a seat on our loveseat, her eyes fixed on her husband, slowly advancing to me.
"I've missed you," he said, putting his hand to the back of my neck. He pulled me into a deep, very wet kiss. My pussy had been on overdrive since my husband had teased it this morning, now I could feel I was likely soaking through my lingerie. I was going to have a hard time not wanting to jump him immediately.
During the embrace, I managed to undo his jeans, and pull them and his briefs down to release his cock. "And I missed you," I said to the piece of flesh stuck in my face. I sucked it - loudly - into my mouth. I knew the noises drove his wife wild. I looked over at her, sitting expressionless about 8 feet away. I smiled at her… well, "smiled" as much as I could with her husband's cock in my mouth. She gave a half-smile back, staring as I pleased her partner.
He took the rest of his clothing off, and put me on my bed. He pulled my panties to the side. "God, you're wet," he said.
"I've been soaking for hours thinking of you," I said, and meant it. Then I gasped, as his tongue flicked from bottom to top of my labia. I needed it touched, it had been months since I had had a lover. The fact it was in my own bed with a spectator watching made it hard not to have a mini-orgasm as he started his ministrations..
As I lay there, being pleasured on my bed, I looked over to his wife. Her eyes were fixed on her husband between my thighs. She looked up to me, our eyes meeting just as her husband stuck 2 fingers up into my pussy. I moaned and my eyes opened, but I didn't break eye contact.
He moved up my body, kissing me, his face still drenched with my pussy juices. I embraced the lewdness of it, covering my own face with my own secretions. We broke contact, and he started teasing my entrance with his penis tip. I smiled with each flick, and stared at him as he slowly pushed in. I wanted him to see my pleasure, to witness what his cock was doing to another woman.
We fucked slowly, as old lovers would, his slow thrusts felt good, as did the weight of his body on top of me. This slow fuck went on forever, to the point I had forgotten all about his wife, somewhere down towards the foot of the bed, likely watching her husband's ass clench as his cock pushed open my pussy, seeing our combined mess leak down over my asshole.
I came, pulling him down to me, and my convulsions made me push up into him, wanting his cock as deep as possible. He stopped, trying his best to hold off from cumming himself.
He pulled out to get more control, not wanting to cum quite yet. I moved around him, getting on my hands and knees… with my face pointed directly at his sitting wife. As he got up to me, and prepare his dick for rear entry, I watched her every facial expression. Joy, jealousy, fear, surprise, and excitement all seemed to combine into her silent, watchful gaze. The first few thrusts had me lost for a second, but I regained my desire to watch her watch me get pleased by her husband. "Thank you," I said to her, "thank you for letting me borrow your husband."
Her breath was slow and hard. So when her husband came, filling my pussy, I came too. He collapsed onto me, his sweaty body covering mine and holding my shuddering body down.
After a while to cool off, I told her I wanted a glass of water, because her husband had exhausted me so much. She went down to my kitchen, leaving her husband to hold me in my bed. By the time she returned, I was laying slightly on top of him, kissing him as I worked his cock into a renewed erection.
"Here, hold this," I said to her as I reached for the water glass, asking her to place her hands on her husband's erection. She had to get up on my bed, which had been soaked in sweat, semen, and my pussy juices. Husband and wife smiled at one another as her hand stroked his prick. I got back on the bed, holding his balls as she kept her hand on his cock. As she removed her hand, I took it, licking her fingers slightly.
She attempted to hop off the bed. "No, please, stay. Keep your husband company," I said, as I prepared to mount him. She scooted up to lie beside her husband, who was having a hard time switching between the gaze of his wife and me, as I slowly began to ride him. I bounced more and more, feeling him impale me on each downward push. Somehow, the way he was angled, the hardness of it, or just the view of a couple having this kinky fling sent me into orgasms twice.
As I was coming off my second climax he grabbed hold of his wife, and there heads touched. She gave him a slight kiss and smiled as he lost all control, shooting his load up into me.
My legs were cramped, I had been riding so long, and I fell off of him to the other side, my pussy just a complete, ruined mess.
We laid on my marital bed together for nearly an hour, husband and wife kissing as we talked. He and I were naked, she was fully clothed.
When it came time to leave, I asked if I could be a bad guest and stay in bed. I told them I wanted to stay like this for my husband to find.
Less than an hour later, he did…
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