As is true with most married wives (sorry to break it to you!), I often fantasize about fucking someone I know. For me, it’s my dramatically good looking neighbor – who I’ve named McDreamy for hotness reasons.
After lusting after him quietly from a distance, we had an unexpected but intense tryst, that may or may not have resulted in my husband unknowingly fucking me while my pussy was full of our neighbor’s cum.
At first I was content with it being a one time, heat of the moment mistake. It became clear very quickly that was naive thinking, as all it did was open the floodgates of our mutual desires.
He now knew that quiet wife who lived next door not only wanted him, but had given it up for him. And I knew that hunky neighbor who I’ve been watching for years – who had never shown any real degree of interest in me – was more than eager to cheat on his wife with me.
The hook ups started happening with more frequency, when we both knew it was safe. We fooled around mostly in his bedroom because he had a kink where he wanted me to wear his wife’s lingerie. At first I refused because, let’s face it, it was kind of weird. And surely I had to have some kind of boundaries in this affair.
It turns out, I don’t (😋).
After minimal coaxing I wore one of her corsets during one of our sessions. This turned him off more than I anticipated, which turned ME on more than I had anticipated. It quickly shifted to me wearing her panties and thongs when we would play. He quickly confessed how much it turned him on knowing another woman’s wet pussy was soaking his wife’s panties. It’s the kind of perversion I could get on board with.
One day, after one of our mid afternoon flings, I was surprised to find hubby home from work earlier than normal. Luckily he was none the wiser on where I was coming back from – or WHAT I was coming back from – as he didn’t ask any questions.
I was getting ready to go up and shower, which has become my practice after my trysts, when something McDreamy asked one day popped into my head:
“Has he ever eaten a creampie?”
I had never heard the word before so was completely clueless about what it meant. After he explained it, I was adamant I could never do that because hubby would surely notice. And then McDreamy pointed out one more convenient fact – I tend to get really, really wet. He said hubby probably wouldn’t even realize it.
Even though I laughed it off, that suggestion refused to leave my mind.
And here I was, freshly fucked with a prime opportunity to act on it.
So I plucked up my courage, took my husband’s hand, and led him upstairs.
With one kiss on his mouth and one hand grabbing his dick, hubby was already set to go. We fell onto the bed and stripped each other down in between making out.
When we were both naked, he reached down to finger me. I stopped him before his hand made its way down there, not wanting any handsy activity that might spill the cum out and waste the opportunity.
In my most seductive voice, I whispered, “I want to be licked.” I’ve come to realize that this is a request that is never turned down by guys. With a mixture of horniness and enthusiasm, hubby kissed his way down to my pubic bone and looked up at me with a grin.
A small part of me wanted to tell him then to stop before he did it. But the much bigger, much hornier part knew this was too hot to pass up.
And so he licked my pussy.
At first it was small, gentle licks on my clit. Which he knows I love. I was squeezing every muscle down there as tightly as I could to keep the cum from spilling out. I knew I had to control the leak and time it with my orgasm to avoid detection.
He kept licking my clit with more and more speed and I could feel that familiar, sexy pressure building inside that I know means I’m getting close.
Knowing he could sense my body starting to tense preparing to orgasm, I unclenched and pushed out ever so slightly to allow a little bit of our neighbor’s cum slip out of my pussy.
My husband licked it up without skipping a beat. He must have noticed the extra juice and took it as a sign that I was getting more and more wet and closer to cumming, so he picked up the pace of his licking. I knew then that I was close and wouldn’t be able to hold it back anymore.
I moaned out and told him I was cumming and could feel the total release that came with it. My body shuddered as the orgasm racked over it. I bucked my hips up and everything unclenched with the release, including all of our neighbor’s cum, which had been kept warm inside of me.
I registered my husband’s surprise in his eyes at how much “I” was cumming, but he kept licking and sucking my pussy and all the juice that came with it – both mine and our neighbor’s.
I can’t remember ever being more turned on then looking down and seeing my hubby’s face between my legs, looking up at me with McDreamy’s cum smeared all over his lips and dripping down his chin.
He made a remark about not expecting how much he’d made me cum. I smiled and nodded in agreement.
Then, remembering how good McDreamy tasted, I pulled my husband up towards me and made out with him, savouring every drop of our neighbor’s cum on his mouth.
Wanting to be a “good girl” for my hubby, I knew it was my turn. So I kissed my way down to his penis and took it in my mouth. He was horny from the unexpected nature of our playing around so he didn’t last long. I could feel his breathing catch and his body tense and without flinching, I kept bobbing up and down as he shot his heavy load into my mouth and down my throat.
Admittedly, having the taste of hubby’s cum in my mouth and our neighbour’s cum on my lips at the same time was more erotic than I could have guessed.
The whole experience was, in a word, unbelievably hot. And naughty. And something I hope I get to do again.
I would like to say I am 64 now. When I was a very young man. I had a friend that was a part time slave, “To his sister.”
The first time he told me about it, I thought he was making it up. Then one day when I was at his house the sister fucked me.
Tim was told to set in a chair and watch. Every time I cum in Amanda, Tim would get off the chair and clean the cum off me and out of her, Tim relieved are bladder when they got full. From that day on, Tim ask, “If I would use him the same way.” So I did what he ask. The BJs he gave me when I was horny was to this day some of the best I ever had. But in time I started thinking about him.
I begin to wonder what drove him to do that stuff and get horny while doing it. The more I thought about it the more I wanted to do it myself.
Even this day the need I have to live in the same manner, “is very great.
But in time my need changed. Here is my only fantasy in sex. It is always the same. I has not changed in thirty years.
Fantasy
I want to find a woman that LOVES well to do black men. On are wedding nights I want to lay down next to her with a spiked cock cage on, that has a catheter you can put in. To control my bladder when they want total control over me. I want her to have unlimited foreplay with me. Sconce I love dick and ball pain, the spike cage should do the trick. I want her to keep me hard in it.
The funny thing is never want to know my wife, not ever.
From then on I only want to watch. I hope they have a black baby. I want to be the nanny to it. When people ask I want to tell them why it is black. That is so humiliating. Just think about it telling other people about the black baby. I want other people to know that about me.
I want to do the entire cleanup work both my wife and the lover. I want to become a urinal to them. I do not do brown but will do all the wiping, washing, when you do poop. But do not ask to eat it. With the right couple I would even give the all my earning. But first I would have to trust you.
I really envy you. I really do envy you cuckold men. I never want to know my wife. I do want to be for real married to her.
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