We’d been together for 10 years before I finally plucked up the courage to tell my husband Jake about my fantasy. Our marriage was good, we were incredibly close, and our sex life was incredible, and I was worried that if I was open about the thing that I had yearned for so long, it might spoil things.
But the fantasy wasn’t going away. It kept me awake at night, long after Jake had fallen asleep. It led me to search porn sites and read endless stories, all on the same theme. So, one night, after a few glasses of wine, I finally found the courage to tell him. I told him that I wanted to be a cuckquean. I wanted to be cuckolded by my husband. I wanted it more than anything.
He was wide eyed at first, clearly shocked. But then he smiled. He poured me another glass and kissed me.
“That sounds like fun,” he said.
* * * *
Two weeks later, Jake was out at his office party. Partners were not invited, so I was at home, though Jake was usually pretty horny by the time he came back from those things, so I had planned to surprise him. Around midnight, I heard his footsteps outside and smiled. I lay back on the bed, wearing only my red silk lingerie that I knew he loved.
A few minutes later, the bedroom door opened. Jake walked in. And then a young, blonde woman in a tiny black dress stepped into our bedroom.
Seeing me lying there like that, Jake smiled.
“Hey,” he said. “This is Aimee,” he said.
I didn’t know what to say.
“She’ll be sharing our bed tonight. That’s okay with you, isn’t it?”
All I could do was nod.
Jake led Aimee to our bed. He sat on the edge, his back to me and pulled her close, his hands ranging all over her body, kissing her. As I watched, astonished, he slid down the straps on her dress to reveal her perky breasts. He sucked on one of her nipples and she moaned.
“I’ve never…you know…with a couple before,” said Aimee.
“My wife is only here to watch,” said Jake, “But she’s going to help us, aren’t you dear.”
My throat was dry.
“I….yes….” I gasped.
She Started to Touch Herself..
Aimee smiled and as I watched she began to touch herself, teasing her breasts. Jake pulled away and let me watch her as she slid out of her dress and began to slide her fingers across her flat pale stomach towards her smooth pussy.
“Lick her for me, get her nice and wet,” said Jake.
Aimee giggled. Mesmerised, not fully believing this was real, I slid off the bed onto my knees and pushed my face between her legs, licking and kissing the inside of her thighs. Aimee opened her legs wider, caressing the back of my head and sighing. I ran my tongue along her young pussy till I could taste how wet she was getting. I soon had my tongue pushed right inside her, probing and teasing her, then sliding up to tongue tip her clit. She moaned with pleasure and when I glanced up, I saw that Jake had unzipped his trousers and was stroking his thick cock.
Now it was his turn. I climbed onto the bed and crawled over. I took him fully into my mouth and sucked that yummy cock I loved, worshipping it. As Aimee watched, I could see she was stroking her pussy, moaning and sighing.
Soon Jake was rock hard and he pulled away from me. He took Aimee’s hand and guided her onto the bed, pushing her onto her knees.
Her ass was pointed up in the air and her pussy was glistening with the combination of her juices and my saliva. She pressed her face into the bed, waiting for him. With a firm grasp on Jake’s cock, I guided him to her and as his swollen head brushed against her, she pushed her pussy up towards him, squealing and moaning as that thick cock pressed into her.
As her pussy relaxed, Jake began to fuck her faster until he was pounding her fiercely. As she moaned and gasped, he looked over at me.
“Do you like this/”
“Oh yes. So much.” I was brimming with lust and jealousy, which made my own pussy tingle and I couldn’t help sliding fingers down over my body to touch myself.
Suddenly Jake slapped Aimee on the butt.
“I want you on top,” he said.
She giggled as he piled up the pillows and lay down, his glistening erect cock standing proud. She straddled him, and he grabbed her hips, pulling her down onto his cock.
Slowly she began to grind on him, s as she sat down on his cock, burying it all the way inside her young cunt. He began to grind on him, pumping herself up and down, taking his cock all the way. The slapping sound of their fucking was driving me wild as I fingered myself hungrily.
She Rode Him Hard
As she rode him, Aimee looked at me. Her perky breasts were bouncing. I realized that I wanted him to cum inside her, to shoot his load deep in her. She rode him faster, grinding on his cock, her hands on his chest, working him to orgasm.
“Give me that cum,” she moaned. “I want it all in me. Give it to me!”
I finger fucked myself faster and faster as I watched her writhing to orgasm on his cock, his hands teasing and grabbing at her and as she began to orgasm I saw Jake’s face contort in the orgasm of his own. He grabbed her and pumped harder deep into her as she screamed and writhed on him.
Exhausted, Aimee rolled away and lay on the bed next to him. His cock was still pulsing and slick with their juices.
“Clean me up,” he said, breathlessly.
“I didn’t have to be asked twice. I lay next to him kissed him hard. Then I slid down his body and began to take him in my mouth fully, tasting his cock, and her juices. I licked him clean, taking in every drop. Soon Aimee slid down the bed to join me. Our lips met around the head of his swollen cock and it was the most amazing sensation.
“I think you should clean Aimee up too,” said Jake.
I licked my lips as Aimee giggled, lying back, allowing me to bury my face in her. As I plunged my tongue into her I could taste her sweetness and Jake’s thick cum, and the combination of sensations led me to push my tongue in deeper and deeper. She was loving it too, moaning with desire as she gripped my head, grinding her pussy against my head.
After I had cleaned them both thoroughly, I slid back up the bed to lie by Jake, while Aimee lay on the other side of us. We both stroked his body, savouring the afterglow of our incredible sex. We lay there for a while until Aimee spoke to Jake.
“So, when are you going to tell her?”
“Tell me what?” I said, my fingers playing with Jake’s cock.
Jake smiled, stroking Aimee’s hair.
“Aimee’s lease on her flat is up at the end of the month, and she doesn’t want to stay there. So I told her she can stay with us.”
What could I say? It was my greatest fantasy come to life. It was actually happening.
“It’s going to be fun,” said Aimee, then leaned over him, her hands on his chest, to kiss me full on the lips. I kissed her back eagerly, my pussy still aching, the taste of her still sending me wild. I was already thinking about what was in store for us.
Then Jake said something that took me completely by surprise. He started to stroke my hair and then said, softly,
“”This is going to be so much fun. But I think it would be better if you slept in the spare room. Aimee can sleep here with me.”
Jealousy and lust rose up in me at the same time. It was so wrong. He was my husband. This was our marriage bed. We should be in it together, it was a total violation. But I didn’t care. My senses were tingling and my mind was racing. My wonderful, incredible fantasy was going to come true.
“I’d like that,” I said, smiling. Aimee giggled and we all kissed. I was a real life cuckqean!