The passion has always burned strong inside of me, for as long as I can remember I’ve had this desire to control a man in ways that may not be the normal for most, yet for me, it was the most natural feeling in the world. I tried to obtain passed it, yet when I heard Trent ask me on that Autumn night, “Sandy, would you be my wife?” I couldn’t imagine anything I wanted more at that moment. But then, as the months drug by so slowly, I could feel myself withdrawing from him in ways that he couldn’t understand. I tried to explain that I wanted to remain married to him, because no one else would provide the financial lifestyle I had grown accustom to, & I knew how much he enjoyed going to his fancy work parties & having a hot wife on his arm, so that part worked out beautifully for both of us, yet that is where the mutual satisfaction ended.
I wanted a cuckold husband, nothing more, nothing less. I couldn’t imagine myself crawling into our king sized bed each night & pretending that his touch did anything for me, because it didn’t. What I wanted was to share my body with another lover, to feel his hands sliding up & down my petite waist, feeling the softness of my skin while my breasts rested in the palm of his hands perfectly. I wanted a lover that I could flaunt in front of my cuckold husband, to let him know that he never brought me any sexual satisfaction, instead, it was the act of sucking & fucking in front of him with another man that excited me more than anything.
My words flowed through Trent’s mind, yet I wasn’t sure he really understood what I was saying, so I decided actions should speak louder than words.
He received home at the normal time, & as I stood in front of the window, looking at nature budding to life in the Spring season he had nothing to say when he came through the front door. I looked at him, though to myself how pathetic he seemed to be & how much I wanted to drive the point home that he was a cuckold, & if he wanted to keep me as his hot wife, he would always be only a cuckold. When he sat down on the sofa to go through the day’s mail, I slipped my blouse off, standing in front of the window with my huge breasts exposed, my jeans clinging tightly to my lean hips & my long hair flowing across my shoulders I could almost see the spark in his eyes, he was thinking I began to obtain naked for him, yet how wrong he was. With the slam of a cab’s car door & the ring of the doorbell I greeted my lover in an already aroused state.
I walked him by the hand into the living room, & told him to pay no attention to Trent, he was just my & he would be nothing more than a spectator to our sexual endeavor. Since Adam was already complex as a rock, he didn’t rebuttal in any way except to unzip his jeans & allow my hands to wander inside, to unleash his throbbing cock. Trent sat with his eyes fixated on my every action, his jaw slightly dropped yet not uttering a word. I lowered myself to the carpet & opened my mouth, applying my oral skills to Adam, sucking in his thick & might inches with a frenzy like I had never shown to Trent. I couldn’t resist yet to make eye contact with him, I wanted to see the on his face & it greeted me with such an excitement, it’s as if it instilled power into the plunges I made to Adam’s cock. His hand wrapped through my long hair as he fed my face faster & I could tell the load was churning in his balls.
I stood up, slipped out of my jeans & then stretched across the loveseat, hiking my tight, sweet ass high into the air for him to take me, I wanted to be sure I was facing Trent, I didn’t want to miss one expression on his cuckold face, that was what would drive me into the most powerful orgasm I’ve ever had. My tits flipped & jiggled as Adam drove every inch deep into my already cream coated vaginal area, he plunged & thrust with a fury, as if it were driving him with desire as well to know we were being watched by the man wearing a matching wedding band to my own. I couldn’t hold back as my own orgasm was approaching & I found myself screaming things such as, “Watch us fuck, you’re nothing yet a cuckold!” “You could never satisfy me this way, I feel like a real woman now!” And then the explosion erupted over Adam’s dick, my juices sprayed with force & encased his erection. I could feel his balls slapping against my ass, & they were tighter & tighter, & I knew it wouldn’t be long before his own spurting streams of cum would be filling my belly with total relinquish.
Adam pulled my hair hard, & as his hips lunged forward, driving his salty spunk deep inside of me, the look of disbelief still showered across Trent’s face. We both collapsed across the loveseat, our bodies heaving as we tried to catch our breath, to regain composure.
As Adam pulled his now flaccid cock from my pussy he slowly began to obtain dressed, telling me that he had a job interview that he would be late for, yet that he would call me later. I stood up on shaky legs & struck a bit of a pose in front of Trent, as if one more way to flaunt my accomplishment before reaching my fingers down to slide the mixture of our juices across my digits, & then I walked to Trent, rubbed my fingers under his nostrils & told him that a cuckold deserves to smell the scent of his hot wife & her lover. He just looked at me. I then demanded his wallet, after all, it was only fitting that he should pay for Adam’s cab fare back to town.
