The Bad Wife

I watched her ride him, thrusting her hips against him lustfully. I watched the man flip my wife over on her back and penetrate her, stretching her pussy with his big, throbbing cock.

“Watch me cum,” she said breathlessly, acknowledging me for the first time since they’d started having sex. “Watch me cum, honey.”

He pushed her legs up behind her head, going deeper inside her than I’ve ever been.

“Breed me,” she cried out to him. “Breed me, daddy…oh fuck, I want your cum! Cum inside me, put a baby in me. Breed me, I want it I want it IwantitIwantit fuckkkkk!!!”

He pumped her full of his cum, emptying his balls inside my wife, using her until he was satisfied. She seemed pretty satisfied too.

Now it was my turn.

I stood up out of my chair where I had been quietly stroking my dick. I’d been watching my wife’s boyfriend fuck her brains out every night for the entire weekend. Cuckolding was originally my idea, but she had recently turned a corner. It seemed like she was really starting to enjoy it for its own sake. She wasn’t just doing it for me anymore.

I remember the first time she slept with him. “Are you sure?” she’d asked me, blushing with her hand resting on his strong chest. I was recording with my phone. “Yes, baby…I love you,” I reassured her.

Well, she didn’t need reassuring anymore.

“Oh my god, it feels so good to get fucked by a grown man,” she said with a devilish wink. Her cheeks were red, her hair disheveled. She spanked his ass and turned to me. “Nothing like your little dick.”

I smiled awkwardly and started to climb up on the bed. She stopped me with one hand.

“What do you think you’re doing?”

“I-I just wanted to…um…”

“You just wanted to taste a real man’s cum?” She interrupted. “Is that it?”

“No, I just…I’m…never mind.” It was useless.

“You can fuck me when I’m sparkly clean, cuck” she said with a smile, spreading her legs for me, revealing the creampie her boyfriend had just left inside her.

“Yes, ma’am.” I knelt down.

“God, you’re pathetic,” she said, looking down at me from between her spread legs. “You know you could never please me like he does. That’s why you like to watch.”

I was rock hard, and I really wanted to fuck her. Instead, there I was on my knees, about to tongue my wife’s gaping pussy, filled with the cum of the muscular man lying on our bed. I sighed.

“I know why you’re upset, cuck,” she continued. “You’re upset because you know you’re not as big as him. You’re not as strong. You can’t fuck me like he can. And you’re worried that I like it, that I like having sex with him more than you.” She paused. "Well, I do. I like it more with him. I get more out of it.”

“I know, I…I want to taste him,” I whispered to her. She grabbed my hair.

“I know you do,” she whispered back. She laughed. “You’re such a fucked up little pervert.” She pressed my face into her pussy, still gaping wide from the fucking she’d just received.

I buried my tongue in her used up hole, tasting the salt of her sweat and the man’s cumshot. His white loads were massive, and this one was no exception. I lapped it up, swallowing again and again.

When I was finally finished eating his cum, she pushed me back away from her.

“Good boy.”

“Can it be my turn now?” I pleaded.

“Well…” she said thoughtfully, "I didn’t marry you for your cock.”

I sighed. “I know…”

She turned back to the man on the bed, who’d been watching, bemused.

“Why don’t you show my husband how I like to get fucked?”

He mounted my wife again. Going a second time wasn’t a problem for him. He could also go longer than me, bringing her into sexual bliss like I never could.

“Oh my god, you’re so fucking strong,” she moaned as he pleasured her with his big, hard cock. “You’re so hot…fuck…”

She was right. He was strong and powerful. She was petite and frail. It was like watching Greek gods have sex. I was just happy to sit there and watch.

I was so fucking hard, I didn’t dare touch my cock. I knew I would cum from the slightest contact. She looked over at me in a lustful haze and smiled.

“It turns you on to see me fuck another man, doesn’t it? To get fucked by a real man?” He pounded her ass while she looked over at me, crying out with every thrust.

“Do you wanna see me suck his cock?”

I nodded.

“Let’s give the little pervert what he wants, babe,” she said to him. He leaned down and kissed her, his dick still deep inside her. She moaned as their lips touched, tongues dancing over the edge. He moved his cock slowly up and down and another moan escaped her lips. She was wrapped around his finger, just as she had me wrapped around hers.

He dismounted and stood tall above us both, his 9 inch cock shimmering even in the low light. She got on her knees and wasted no time. Guck, guck, guck, guck, guck. He grabbed her hair and fucked her face harder. Guck, guck, guck, guck, guck. She was just another lay to him. Just another hole. But she was my goddess.

“Cum on my face, baby…give it to me…use my slutty little mouth…” She stuck her tongue out so he could get his balls serviced. He held her head and rubbed his cock and balls all over her face and tongue, and she moaned, loving every second of being used by such a sexy, strong man.

“You like being a whore?” He asked her.

“I love being a whore,” she answered. “I love being a whore for y--” He cut her off by shoving his dick into her mouth deep, holding it, and finally pulling it out as she gasped for air.

“You’re just a stupid fuckdoll,” he said before deepthroating her again. “Yes?” He asked, holding his cock in place. She nodded, eager to please him however he saw fit. He pulled out and she sucked him passionately. She was totally cum drunk.

He slapped her. “What are you, bitch?”

“Oh, God! I’m a fucktoy! I’m a slutty little cum dumpster…fuck…I’m just a hole for you…”

She licked his balls while he stroked his big cock over her pretty face.

“Yeah, jerk off onto me, baby…make me your cumslut!”

He cried out as he blew his load on my wife’s face. Even though it was his second time, it was still a bigger cumshot than mine would be. He sighed in relief and smiled, slapping her face gently. “Good girl,” He grabbed a towel and started to dry himself off.

She turned to me. “Well?” She said expectantly. “You can’t take me out to dinner with cum all over my face. Lick it up.”

“Yes, mistress,” I replied.

She’d been a bad wife. And I wanted to make her clean again.