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Matthew Turnback was a man who, all things considered, should love the life he lived. He was still young, in his mid-twenties, making bank off his chosen career path and he was happily married to a woman he had fallen for since he first met her. His job, as personal assistant to Mayor Bannivan, involved an adequate mix of both stress and excitement. Most men wouldn't care for setting up meetings, organising files and signing documents on behalf of the appointed representative of the city they lived in, but to Matt it offered a big sense of purpose and responsibility. It also left him exhausted and missing his wife, the beautiful Natalie Turnback, now a famous personal trainer who's had numerous articles on various fitness magazines.

Ahh, Natalie. Natalie was always on Matt's mind, ever since they were married two years ago.

He had met her during his college days and had worked up the courage, after months of waiting, to ask the damsel out to dinner. His romantics were met with kind, hazel eyes and a smile that said 'yes'. He was a nobody, or at least he thought so, but somehow a scrawny bookworm had attracted the interests of an active and physically stunning teen girl from out of country. One thing led to another and soon word spread of the two going on dates to clubs, restaurants and even to Natalie's dorm room. His life with her only got better, as he quickly learned to ignore all cynical comments passed on from both friends and strangers alike. He was a bit less physically appealing than her, yes, but why should that matter when love is as potent as theirs? He did not exercise like she did, true, but Natalie was looking for someone brainy and considerate, not brutish and incompetent. And besides, if anyone saw the way she treated him in private, they'd have no doubts about whether she was really attracted to him.

Matt tried his best not to think about it; he was driving home and he needed to focus. But as he realised a tightness in his jeans had formed anyway, he let his mind wander about the memories he had of his wife. Natalie was gentle and intimate with him. She would caress him everywhere as her beautifully tanned body straddled him and her hands found their way to unbutton his pants. His heart would race as she held his face to hers and kissed him. Every time she removed an article of clothing, Matt was reminded of how lucky he was. Her curves and her muscle tones made her body look like sculpture carefully crafted by the work of the most skilled artist. And when they made love her grace and athleticism showed; the way she moved her hips with ease and the command she had over which position they were in made him feel like she was a queen. To and fro, their bodies intertwined, they would be lost in each other's embrace while the bed beneath them rocked like a love boat.

Snapping back to the road he was on, Matt slowed down for a few pedestrians to cross. A gay couple, it seemed like, laughing at something together, fixated on each other like they were the only people in the world. Matt's boner did not recede. His memories now took him to a few adventures he had had recently with an attractive and large man a few years older than him; a taller, dark haired fellow who had rubbed hands up his thigh at a bar. No real introductions, no small talk, just the name Kevin and a more than obvious desire for a hookup was all it took to intrigue him at the time. Not to mention that if Natalie had been the epitome of female beauty, Kevin looked to be her counterpart; thick arms, wide shoulders and a sly, cunning look about him that signalled mischievousness. Matthew could not resist such a confident, daring, dominant character and soon enough he was licking and sucking on the member of a stranger in the bathroom of a pub. The excitement of both cheating and of being submissive to the man had led to a short string of other male lovers that ended a few nights ago when he finally decided he had wronged his marriage enough and his beloved wife deserved better. He would come clean to Natalie tonight, and who knows, maybe she would understand given his sexual orientation. She might not mind it even, and he'll be able to satisfy his lust for both man and woman.  

When the couple had crossed, he drove his car further up a block then turned right into the street where the biggest houses in the Westhill neighbourhood sat. Matthew always tried to appreciate the fact that they had a luxurious living space, one that might certainly end up spoiling their future kids. He never once took it for granted, it was beautiful and the envy of some of his friends. A few blocks more and he was in front of House Turnback on 33 Westhill St. He parked his car in his usual spot, a shady space under a large oak tree that had been planted centuries ago, and got out only to run into Jessica. Jessica was the daughter of old Billionaire, Charles Vargo and a good friend of Nat's, but he had always been weary of her. Some people would say her friendship with Natalie had gotten him the job as assistant to the Mayor through her father's connections, but Matthew was not one of those people. She was the free-spirited promiscuous type, a beautiful woman whom Natalie had befriended in high school. She had blonde hair and blue eyes and, at her twenties, she embodied the stereotype of a woman that might grant you blissfulness but maybe also take it away just as easily. It certainly didn't help that she liked to dress in revealing clothing, this time just jean shorts and a tank top. Understandably, it was summer-time.

“Hey, Matty, looking sexy in that suit!” she said, grinning at him as he locked the car door. She was leaning forward on the other side of his fence, standing on his grass which slightly irritated him.

“Thanks Jess, I wear a suit every day, and you give me that compliment every day. Is Nat home or is she working?”

“She's home, but she doesn't know you are here yet.” Jessica took a step towards him as he approached the house and ran a finger down his jacket, eyes down towards his legs. “Wanna…?”

“No.”

“You don't even know what I was going to say,” she crossed her arms and looked towards the Turnback manor. With a sly look she gazed into Matt's eyes. “Come with me.”

“I have to talk with Natalie about something, plus I'm tired and…”

“Nooo, just come along, I have something to show you. You’ll want to see this.”

Strangely enough, Matt had an urge to go with Jessica. He always thought the way Jess flirted with him was all fun and games because she was friends with his wife. And there's also been plenty of opportunities where they were alone and she showed no interest in really pursuing him. Did she want to seduce him this time? Why now? Jess seemed the type not to hesitate when it came to starting an affair, but her and Natalie were so close they did everything together. She wouldn't do that to her.

"Okay. But I really want to get back to my wife, if she isn't busy.”

“She might be a bit busy.” Jessica's grin was visibly wider now.

Raising an eyebrow at her, Matt motioned his arm as a sign of impatience and Jess made her way towards the next house on the street; her own. Matt watched her move. Her hair was quite short, but it suited her. Her legs were strong and graceful; surely as a result of all those gym sessions with Natalie. Her ass was round and firm, tempting him each time her cheeks bounced playfully. A woman like that knows all men desire her, he thought. Being inside that body must have been irresistible for anyone lucky enough to have had her. He was in heat again. He knew it well, that if Jessica were to throw herself on him and demand satisfaction he would not protest. A few hundred paces saw them near the next block and unto Jessica's family's property, a large modern architectural home with a garden fountain greeting them. Two garage doors were closed, hiding high class vehicles inside, no doubt. As they entered the house, she asked him to take off his shoes and signalled up the flight of stairs. On the way, he got a sneak peak of the living room to the right, which was gigantic, with an amazing set of couches and a TV bigger than his. An expensive chandelier lit the area up, hanging a symbol of the wealth and power of the mayor. He did not get to see much else.

On the first floor, he noticed another, much smaller living area sitting in the middle with doors all around that led to the many bedrooms.

“Jessica, can you please just tell me what's going on?” he said, as he thought that this might be one of her and Natalie's many playful tricks.

“I'd rather just show you… and see your reaction.”

Her bedroom, of course, happened to be the largest one in the corner of the house with large windows facing both the estate's vast backyard and the neighbouring property. As he walked in, the first thing he noticed was a circular king-sized bed with extravagant bed linens, fit for any self-obsessed entitled daughter of wealth. Not that he necessarily thought Jessica was really one.

“You sure you don't need a bigger bed?” As he turned, he was pushed into sitting on the edge of said bed.

“No, this one has suited me just fine. You should lie down on it, it's really comfortable,” she winked seductively and walked towards her private bathroom, which sizewise resembled another room really.

“What am I doing here?” he demanded, this time.

“Don't be pissy, just wait!” she called out, her back still towards him.

This was really bad. Matthew was going to cheat on his wife again, and this time it was with a woman; her own best friend, no less. He took off his tie and his jacket to air himself out a bit when he noticed something odd. Peering through the glass to his right, he made out his own bedroom window across two gardens, one being his. There was a figure there. No, there were two.

A feeling of shock overcame Turnback as he realised who they were and what they were doing.

The figure standing up sideways was large, with defined muscles on his shoulders and arms, tribal style tattoos on the one thigh and the biceps Matt could see. They seemed to be just as generic as any he's seen on guys, but something about them seemed vaguely familiar. The stranger might as well have been a mascot for protein products. His pecs were protruding like a set of mountains and his abs looked like he basically focused half his exercise routine on them. The man was at the edge of the bed, behind the woman, whose stomach and face seemed to be resting on Matthew's bed. The scene was obvious, yet Matt didn't want to believe it; A large and undoubtedly strong male was pinning his wife down on his bed and thrusting into her while she clutched the bed sheets as hard as she could. Betrayal and embarrassment rushed in as he watched, paralysed, while a stranger grabbed Natalie's butt cheeks and plunged himself deep inside her. His wife's legs rested her toes on the ground, which curled upward to arch her back to the man who had his way with her. If there was any doubt before, the tattoo of a sun figure on her right thigh was unmistakable.

As though he commanded her, the jock pulled on Natalie's hair and she followed his orders, revealing her face off the pillow and bending one of her calves upwards behind her. Her mouth was open either in pleasure or in disbelief, and the thing that had ravaged her insides slid out slowly, twitching as it dangled with a mind of its own. With one arm under her belly, he lifted her off the bed and placed her on all four on the floor. Nat's beautiful brown hair fell to her left side and her body posed perfectly for the man, like a dog in heat. Matt noticed now, that his anger had been rising, but so too was his lust and this confused him. Something inside his chest was about to blow up, and watching Natalie shake her rear, look back and smile seductively to the man almost triggered it. From where he was, Matthew couldn't tell, but the man looked to be much taller than he or Nat. ‘His dick is probably bigger too,’ his inner voice said to him.

Standing there for a few seconds, the stranger was looking down at his wife, watching her like a predator, his manhood hanging like a tool for hunting.The man hovered above Nat, her whole body between his giant legs as he lowered his frame to a squatting position so his cock rubbed against her ass. The girthy member enticed Matt as it entered his wife once more and made her bite her lower lip and close her eyes. Hands found their way to pull on her hair, and grope one of her breasts. Movement began; the motion of two perfect, athletic bodies fucking was hypnotising. He could almost hear his wife moan just by watching her lips. Her facial expressions became more and more intense. Now the thrusts increased.and she couldn't handle it. Her head shook from side to side causing the hand holding her hair to pull back and make her submit. Matt's chest was on fire now. He wanted to turn away, ignore what was going on and confront Nat about it later. But seeing her squirm like that because of somebody else was a flurry of new emotions.

As if telepathy was possible, she tilted her head to the side and looked right at him. He did not know whether she could make him out from that distance but it was obvious she knew someone was watching. She stared back as her new boyfriend had his way with her. His hands were now on either side of her waist as he began to take longer thrusts. Something was coming. Matthew could tell because his wife buried her head in her arms on the floor and the man's face was becoming more intense. His wife was clawing the ground now as the stranger fucked her like Matt never did.

Aside from the confusing waves of arousal and shock, he felt someone undo his belt. Too captivated by the scene his wife was a part of, he refused to even look down at the eager and forward woman he had let lead him to this mayhem.

“What are you doing… What the fuck is she doing?”

“She's just having fun,” Jess giggled.

“Stop,” he heard himself say.

The warmth of a mouth wrapped around his boner, the same boner he maintained from watching his wife take it deep from another man. She was pushed backwards and forwards, as if under a spell of control cast by her dominator. If it were Natalie's husband the spell would have been over by now, he would have finished. But Nat was still getting it doggystyle, as rough and hard as she could possibly want.

“I don't want her to have all the fun,” Jess moaned, as her tongue navigated her new boy toy's erection; up and down the shaft, licking the tip a while, then enveloping the penis again while her hand supported her head's delicate thrusts. For now, she didn't care that her efforts were eclipsed by a more sensual sight.

Then, Matt witnessed what he had dreaded throughout the entire event. The thrusts ceased and the possibility of the stranger tiring out gave him momentary comfort, but Natalie's body was shaking, quivering uncontrollably and her face was still to the floor. The hands on her waist pulled her as close possible, till there was no visible space between the bodies. The jock's grip seemed to tighten, his pleasure becoming more apparent on his face. As he realised what Natalie was experiencing, and that the man was probably feeling her walls tighten around his cock, Matthew couldn't help but feel a new kind of unsettlement; a feeling of inferiority coupled with a curious new cuckold fetish and a naked blonde girl satisfying him too. He saw the stranger bending forward and resting his chin on his wife's shoulder, as if to comfort a woman shivering from cold weather.

Jess had not taken Matt's cock out of her mouth when he held back no more. The fluid released, Jess sank her head down to Matt's testicles and collected her reward. There wasn't much she had to swallow. When she was done, she gave his penis a few licks and a kiss as if to reward it, all the while keeping her eyes on him. Then she elevated herself to the bed and lay on her stomach, her legs bent upwards and her chin resting on her hand.

“That was quick. You really like watching them… Wait, where are you going?”

Rage enveloped him. He had to stop his wife cheating on him. It wasn't right. He had gotten up and finished putting his pants back on as he prepared himself for the confrontation, but there was a fully nude Jessica standing firmly at the door. When he tried to push her aside, she held onto his arm.

“What are you going to do, fight the guy? He'd kill you”

“She's fucking another man and she knows I'm watching, that's fucked up.”

“I know my blowjobs are amazing, but you already had a pretty big hardon when I walked into the room. Are you saying you didn't enjoy what you saw? Admit it, you are a cuck,” Jess said, grinning slightly as her grip on his arms loosened. “Come on, Matty, let's have some more fun while they finish up. You can forget about me and just imagine them.” She was kissing down his neck now and rubbing her legs against his.

Too many senses meant the anxious Matthew Turnback couldn't even react to a woman pushing him onto her bed again. All he could see and pay attention to was the couple in his bedroom, now tangled on the floor making out. As long as he was paralysed like this, Jess was able to have her way with him. Once more, a mouth was around Matthew's manhood, but this time it felt different, as though he had gone limp for good.

“Come on, don't get tired, we barely did anything. Do you need to see Nat get fucked to get hard now?”

Jess licked up and down his shaft and then moved to suck on his nuts but it was futile. He was just so angry and ashamed, that all he could think about was what would happen now that he had seen what he had. It was clear Natalie might know about his secret same-sex encounters. Was she spitefully getting back at him? Surely it's a different scenario; He had cheated on her with a man, not a woman.Then again, he was having a new affair with Jessica at the moment, who was twistedly enjoying all this while relentlessly attempting to please him further.

The couple across the gardens were still cuddling on the floor when the woman, his sweet and loving Natalie, whispered something into the man's ear, a sight which only infuriated her husband further. Fury quickly turned to more anxiety as familiar eyes suddenly locked right with his. Matthew's heart raced as he realised why those tattoos were familiar. They were Kevin's. Seeing the man's facial features in full triggered that same memory he had in the car on the way home; the overwhelming feeling of a big cock sliding down his throat in a toilet stall at a bar. Yes, it was definitely him. He was tall, quite ripped and he had that same look of trouble about him. Did he come looking for Matt, but instead settled on nailing his wife?

The jock stood up as Nat turned her back to the window, resting her ass on her feet, kneeling before him like a devoted servant. She ran her hands down Kevin's chest and easily found his member hanging in the air with just her mouth. As her head moved back and forth, she followed the hunk's abdominal lines down to his toned butt. Matt could imagine a finger or two finding their place near a more intimate area as well. His gaze towards the grinning Kevin didn't falter; it was easy to imagine him loving every bit of it.  

“Yeah, you are definitely a cuck, Matty,” Jess murmured.

Looking down, he saw her smiling at his revived hardon. Jessica, ready to mount Matt to start their own sexual intercourse, sat her naked body straddling him and grabbed his now erect shaft to adjust it. She hugged him, knees on the mattress, in a way that allowed him to look over her shoulder and moaned softly as he entered her slowly. Any man, dignified or loyal, would have lost all rational thought by this point. But for Matt, being inside another woman with no condom on was surprisingly overshadowed by the shock of realising who his wife's new boyfriend was. There was also the frightening conclusion that Kevin had searched for him, found Natalie instead and sinisterly decided to convince her to fuck him by explaining that he had a sexual encounter with her husband. Jess rocked her hips back and forth, moving gracefully and sensually with one hand on the back of his head and the other gripping his right shoulder. She moaned again, softly and attractively, but even that wasn't enough to keep Matt's focus off of Nat.

He watched her every move; she was slowing down her head and instead jerking the large shaft off, allowing herself to suck on the testicles as well. Finally, it seemed like Kevin's patience had run out. He looked Natalie in the eyes and put a finger under her delicate chin to signal she should rise from her position. In one swift motion of strength, Natalie was turned to face the window and pinned firmly against it. Kevin then squatted down until his cock emerged from between her legs and it's full length rested on her belly, showcasing just how deep his intimacy with Matthew's wife could be. With ease, he then grabbed her thighs and lifted her body high enough that he could plunge himself inside her whilst carrying her like she was lightweight gym equipment. Natalie's mouth opened wide, but her husband couldn't hear her delightful scream. She shook her head left and right, her hair fluttering around and blocking the view of Kevin's face. Her perfect breasts bounced around as she held onto her dominator’s frame, trying hard not to lose control.

“You have a nice cock, baby,” Jess cooed at him. “But you are half the man Kevin is.”

Her face came into view now, and she gripped his neck in an almost fierce manner. Her expression was serious frustration. In her voice, Matthew could sense playfulness but also light-hearted mockery. “You can't even fuck a woman properly. All you do is stare as your wife gets the best sex she's ever had. Here you are, in a prime position to show just how animal you really are and you aren't even taking the chance.”

Violently, Jessica pushed him down flat on her bed, still gripping his neck. “Enough feeling sorry for yourself,” she exclaimed. “I want you to fuck me. Prove to her you are better.” She looked him lustfully in the eyes as she rocked her hips quickly and expertly, bouncing their bodies on the mattress. His hands groped her ass cheeks, now, as his thoughts of inferiority fueled only passion. He was being dominated in a way he had never imagined before, and it was pure bliss. She was breathed heavily, and now so did he. He felt a new energy surge through him, like he was reduced to mere primal instinct. Rarely, had he thought of or experienced the purely physical side of sex. He was used to thinking of it as an act of love and devotion, even while he was cheating. But he was wrong; it was a battle of strength and stamina, the fight between two partners to display sexual dominance and the will to exert that dominance over the other whilst pleasuring them to no end.

Jessica slowed down a bit but her look of raw lust, biting her lower lip, did not cease. Her hair fell down on him as she bent forward and lightly nibbled on his ear. “Stop being pathetic, Matthew. Take charge,” she whispered.

That new feeling of power overtook him and he pulled backwards on Jessica's hair, making her squeal. In one full motion, he flipped their pair of bodies over and slammed them anew on the sheets, his cock sliding out of her momentarily. She was still panting beneath him when he realised how hard that was for him to execute. But there was no time for second guesses now.

Grabbing her thighs, Matt pulled her close to him, sliding her body across the sheets and positioned himself on one leg and one knee. She instinctively placed her legs on his shoulders while he put himself inside her, for the first time through his own doing. Jessica bit her lip and pulled his pants down a little lower to give his body more mobility but stopped once she felt the first thrust come. Her fingers moved from his pants to gripping the sheets. Weak and timid Matty was pounding her enough to make her arch backwards and curl her toes. When he stopped for a second she cried out.

“What are you doing?”

“Shut up”

She looked up at Matt while he took off his shirt and got rid of his pants fully. He was completely nude now, not as aesthetically pleasing as a Kevin but not unfit. Behind him came into view the Turnback’s house. Not once did he look out the window at his wife and her new lover, who were now inches away from the glass window they were behind, with Natalie's legs spread midair as Kevin's balls slapped against her vagina. Jessica understood why Matthew was so seduced earlier by Kevin and Natalie; they made great partners. Natalie’s lips mimicked moaning and panting, when they curled upwards, signalling she had noticed Jessica watching them. They locked eyes and Jess smiled back, giving her a look that almost spoke “You are so lucky,” as she watched her best friend tossing up and down on Kevin’s cock, who was biting on Nat’s shoulder.

Jess’s attention quickly turned back to the man in front of her, who pulled their bodies close again making her gasp. He placed himself on the bed with one knee bent and a leg forward near Jessica’s left arm. She could already feel what was coming; he was finally awake, ready to fuck her brains out. “Yes,” she breathed. He grabbed her left leg and she rested it on his right shoulder, while he positioned his penis and put it in again. Within seconds he was pounding her like before, and similarly she was arching her back and gripping the sheets. His hands found their way to her shoulders, giving him ample way to go harder and faster. Loud slapping sounds filled the air.

“Matty, you are fucking amazing! Don’t stop!”

One of his hands now held her throat and squeezed round it. She reacted by grabbing his arm with both her hands and lowering her left leg off his shoulder. As a result, his right leg was forced to rest on his knee alongside his left. With his fingers around her neck, his thrusts quickened, his intensity rose. She settled for wrapping her legs around his, pulling him to her, urging him to go on. “You like this,” he growled, “You like being treated rough. Like you are someone’s slave.”

“Yes! Fuck me!”

“Fuck I’m going to come”

“Don’t stop! Don’t pull out!”

Now both his hands gripped her neck and he was panting heavily, thrusting as hard and fast as ever. Both her legs were in the air, her toes curling uncontrollably and her hands clenching his arms. She loved it; the feeling of submission to a new and exquisite side of a man she thought didn’t have it in him. As she thought this, she sensed fatigue from Matthew. His thrusts slowed and his grip on her throat loosened.

“No, don’t stop! I’m close!”

Luckily, she had discussed many private details with Natalie before; She knew all his sweet spots. Her head was free to allow her to whisper in his ear.

“Kevin just came inside Natalie,” she moaned as her fingers reached across his ass cheeks to a more nether area. A finger entered him and he struggled to keep himself up. “Come for me.”

Her efforts worked perfectly, as a revived Matthew pushed her back and exerted his hand on her neck anew, locking her down. He continued thrusting. It was at a slower pace than before, but it was just as impactful. As she played around his anus, his face contorted into a string of blissful looks. One more sweet spot should do it, she thought. Through the feeling of a nearing orgasm, she mustered enough energy to lift her other hand to his right nipple and play with it. His final push for climax came as a flurry of rapid thrusts that made her close her eyes in anticipation. Her fingers fled their positions and her hands clawed at his back. He panted hard and supported his body with his hands on the mattress now, making it easier to perform these last few thrusts.

Inside her, she felt his penis contract. She let out one last gasp, and experienced ecstasy. He collapsed on top of her and she hugged his body, as her walls were flooded with liquid. The feeling was overwhelming; him releasing inside her as her body vibrated and tightened around his, squeezing his still erect member dry. After a few seconds, he slid out of her and lay at an awkward angle next to her, sweaty and tired.

“That was… something,” she breathed.

Matthew stared at Jessica’s ceiling for a while, contemplating the bizarres events that had transpired the last hour. He felt changed in some way, but also the same; like he had been manipulated, but in a good way. Perhaps this was some new fetish of his wife’s. It certainly did seem like she knew he was going to have sex with Jessica. When he remembered the first thing he saw before fucking his wife’s best friend into orgasm, he pushed himself up and looked out the window.

Across the gardens, into his own bedroom he glanced at Kevin’s back, with full view of his muscular glutes. He still held up Natalie, this time she had her head on his shoulder facing her husband, her hands wrapped around the jock’s head. He was holding her up by her thighs, fucking her gently, her toes pointed to the ground when she looked at her watchful Matthew and smiled lovingly at him. She did not seem to care that he might have creampied Jessica just now.

“Admit it Matty.” Jessica was behind him now, hugging him and kissing down his neck, still naked. “You had some fun, too.”

His eyes remained ahead at the couple showcasing themselves to them. Kevin had put Nat on all fours once more, this time their backs to the window, giving Matt and Jessica a good view of him squatting down with Nat’s legs closed together. A few more cycles of Kevin’s balls moving back and forth and Matthew saw the thrusts cease and the jock stop moving. When he pulled out his cumshots landed on Natalie’s back, who was playfully shaking her ass from side to side.

“Looks like he’s finally done,” Jess whispered. When Matthew glanced at her he saw a glint in her eyes, like when art enthusiasts admire a legendary painter’s work.

“This was cruel and wrong,” he heard himself say.

“Oh, come on. You know she loves you. You know you cheated on her first, and you know she would never leave you, no matter what. She just wanted a taste of what you experienced first.”

The more Matthew thought about it, the more the situation seemed harmless. But every time he thought of Kevin’s smug face he felt a little hurt.

“You liked it. Admit it,” Jessica pressed him.

Matthew collected all the different feelings he had felt; his inferiority complex, his surprising arousal at seeing his wife having sex with someone else, the rush and adrenaline that had caused his animal side to come out with Jessica. He couldn’t help wondering what his relationship would be like from this point on. It didn’t seem so bad.

“Just a bit.”

To be continued...