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Losing Pounds, Gaining A Cuckold – Chapter Four free porn video
Chapter Four
I want to start by saying I love my husband Doug. What has transpired over the past few months was something that I wasn’t looking for it just simply happened. Here I was happily married for over fourteen years, housewife, mother of two who never cheated much less flirted with other men now a slut wife. To be blunt I now have a cuckold hubby who loves watching me fuck other men as much as I love fucking them!
All told I have dated and been bedded by his recently divorced best friend, another time with a single guy I met at our country club and a third a local business man who is married but not happily. Not bad for a thirty-six year old housewife in one month’s time. Yes, the reverse saying is so true, the more you get the more you want.
As the summer continued I met with all three men for lunch or after work for drinks making for some very interesting afternoon and early evening encounters. Hotel, parks, cars, anywhere we could find a place to fuck. I kept my weekends free for time with Doug and the kids but still was getting restless. Doug knew of every meeting beforehand and I would give him a detailed after the fact account afterward. It seemed the more graphic of details the harder my loving husband’s cock would grow knowing another man was inside me. You might think its weird but I loved telling him as much as he loved hearing it.
Over the course of the next month, I have shaved my husband’s genitals, chest and legs to make him feel more feminine, making him wear panties underneath his clothes that I bought for him. I read that you should make your man taste his sperm after a blowjob as part of the conditioning process if you plan to go ahead with the hot wife lifestyle. Finally I started to dominate completely in the bedroom keeping my vagina open only for my lovers. I told my hubby, ‘You’re not pleasing me sexually so my pussy belongs to men who can satisfy my needs.’
I had him now in a controlled cuckold lifestyle with me in total charge and I loved it. He would worship me most by kissing my feet and giving me massages before bed. He loved shaving my legs and pussy before my dates and even picked out the clothes I should wear. He was my slave and I was the spoiled little sex-pot hot wife.
As our sons were off to summer camp for two weeks I suggested that coming weekend we go back to the club that we were at a month ago. Doug is not into dancing as much as I am, besides it might be fun to flirt and if things go well I’d have another conquest. It didn’t take long to convince Doug with me standing in just my heels and shear panties with my arms wrapped around his waist. I was such a tart!
That afternoon, I lay out by the pool in just panties going topless to get some sun on my breasts as Doug peered out from the curtains of our bedroom. I knew he was watching and I thought why no give him a show. I was teasing him terribly and giggled softly to myself ‘He’s taking things in his own hands as usual,’ so I rolled over on my stomach, “Show’s over I told myself, don’t want to give him too much exposure.” After a short time I got up to get a drink. I noticed a neighbor peeking out his side window, smiling I gave him a wink and strutted into the house to prepare for that evening.
After a quick shower and having my hubby shave my legs I let him dry me off and choose my evening attire. I should tell you Doug loves picking out my outfits. What he picked shocked me, a short little pink sundress with spaghetti straps with lots of cleavage. I even let him pick the panties, first taking them out of my drawer and sniffing them (guys love to do that!) holding and placing them down by the floor so I could just step into them. Then as if he was my attendant he took from under our bed a box and handed it to me. I opened it and it was the shoes I have wanted for so long, pink strappy 4 inch sandals. Now I know why he picked out the pink sundress, they matched perfectly. I walked over to the full-length mirror in our bedroom and posed knowing full well my husband was aroused. As I modeled the heels and panties he sat on the bedroom chair jacking off quickly squirting his cum all over his hands and legs.
‘That’s my hubby,’ I grinned, ‘Wow, twice today my cute little cuckyboi!’ Then dropping to my knees I took him in my mouth sucking him almost dry, swallowing all his fresh cum. I then transferred just a few globs into his mouth reminding him I was the hot wife and he was the cuckold hubby. Inside I was actually glad he did cum, I could now feel better going out that evening knowing full well I wanted to pick-up a guy. I stepped into my sundress, zipped it up deciding it was a no bra night lightly dousing myself in my favorite perfume. I felt naughtier than ever.
We got to the club early and got a table close to the dance floor but far from the bar. Normally I don’t like high-top tables but I felt like a beautiful peacock on her perch. As my husband went for drinks numerous men approached the table and asked for a dance. Being the picky woman I am I was waiting for the right moment. That’s when I looked across the dance floor noticing three cute young guys glancing in my direction. They looked around twenty-five and all three were tall with nice builds but the one I wanted was gorgeous. He had long blond hair and a hint of arrogance about him, I smiled in there direction slyly uncrossing and re-crossing my legs revealing more thigh than necessary. Dangling one shoe off my toe I slipped my hand into my cleavage, running it across the upper slope of my breast giving them a sign that says ‘wouldn’t you like to have your hand doing this.’ Within moments the three were in my site and hovering, guys are so easy!
As they introduced themselves I realized how young they really were but I still had eyes for only one. His blue eyes stared straight into mine and without hesitation he asked me to dance. As I got up he took my hand and walked me to the dance floor. After a few fast dances and some flirty body grinding we came back to the table. With Greg’s two friends nowhere in sight we sat down while my husband came back with our drinks.
I introduced them to each other. ‘Doug I’d like you to meet Greg,’ continuing I said, ‘Greg this is my husband Doug.’ As they shook hands I could feel a sort of awkwardness in both Doug and Greg’s voices.
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