Becca Bellamy
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It's Better with a Married Woman - Part 11
🕑 Added 2025-06-23 05:26:33 +0000 UTCClick here to read the previous part of the story.
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Callie was curled up in Cole's arms as they stared at the crackling fire that Rick had built for them. Rachel and Jed were curled up on an Adirondack chair just a few yards away and they alternated between kissing and enjoying the fire.
Rick was seated opposite the two women and their younger boyfriends and Callie felt bad for her husband. He'd agreed to join them on their weekend getaway and he'd agreed to play the part of the cuckold, but in that moment he looked a little lonely as he sat and watched two sets of people enjoy the kind of gentle intimacy that comes with relaxing under the stars and warming themselves by a fire.
Callie was fairly certain she was the only person paying any attention to Rick, though. Rachel was busy making out with Jed and she seemed to be teasing his cock under the blanket that rested over both of them. Cole had his hand up Callie's sweater and was playing with her tits with remarkable skill, which made it all the more difficult to direct any energy towards her husband. Plus, every now and then her boyfriend would draw her lips to his for a slow, deep, genuinely romantic kiss. There was also his cock, which was hard and pressing into her ass as she sat across his lap.
Callie caught Rachel's gaze and her friend smiled at her, glanced across the fire at Rick, and then kissed her boyfriend deeply before asking, "Jed, how does it feel when I make Rick suck your cock?"
He glanced towards Cole and Callie and she was fairly certain he felt a touch of embarrassment at the notion that he'd let a man suck his dick. He was young and straight - or mostly straight - and his gentle shame made perfect sense. There was no need for it, though, as Rick had blown both of the young men sitting around the fire.
Rachel kissed her boyfriend's neck as the fire sent a glowing red ember skywards. "You know it makes my pussy wet when Rick degrades himself by sucking your dick," Rachel said. "You know I like it when you get that little flash of aggression and shove your dick in his mouth to put him in his place."
"I guess I do feel...I don't know, kind of turned on by parts of it."
Rachel smiled. "By showing that you're a superior man, you mean?"
Jed nodded.
Rachel kissed his neck as Callie watched her friend with fascination. What was she working up to? Did she intend on having Rick suck cock by the fire? Did she have something else planned for the evening?
Callie glanced towards her husband and found his gaze fixed firmly on Rachel and Jed. She couldn't quite discern what he was feeling, though she suspected he was at least a little bit turned on.
"You like turning me on, don't you?" Rachel asked.
Jed nodded.
"Because I make you feel good when you turn me on. I give you my mouth. I give you my pussy. I give you my body. I make you cum hard, don't I?"
"You really do."
They kissed deeply and Callie was surprised at the sudden surge of arousal she felt, as if she'd absorbed some of Rachel's obvious erotic desire. Callie let her lips travel where they pleased, which was to Cole's neck. He moaned and his hand moved across her chest to offer attention to the breast he'd neglected for the past few minutes. She closed her eyes and her lips moved to his. Her tongue slipped into his mouth and she moaned as his fingers found her nipple and rolled it gently.
"What if I wanted to watch you fuck him, Jed?" Rachel asked.
"What?"
Callie looked towards her friend and the young man she'd given herself over to in the past few months. She was tempted to echo Jed's question, but she kept quiet.
Rachel smiled and kissed his cheek softly. "What if I told you that it would leave my pussy soaked if you fucked the cuck in the ass?"
Jed was speechless and Callie looked towards Rick, who seemed a great deal more nervous than he'd been the last time she checked in with him. The fire crackled in the silence that hung over the backyard of their beautiful Airbnb rental as Callie waited for either Rachel or Jed to say something.
"Because I want it," Rachel finally said. "I've been thinking about it, and I want it. I don't know why. I know it might sound really fucked up, but I want you to put him on his hands and knees and slide your dick into his ass. I want you to humiliate him by fucking him. I want you to take away his manhood while I masturbate. I want you to make him take your dick like a bitch. Then I want you to fuck me and cum deep in my tight pussy."
Rick had agreed to be their cuckold for the weekend, but it wasn't a blanket agreement that included doing whatever he was told. He had agency. He could decline an instruction if he so desired. Callie was tempted to speak up for her husband, to tell Rachel that Rick didn't want to get fucked, but she wasn't entirely sure that was the case. After all, on the occasions where their cuckold play included humiliation, Rick had been thoroughly aroused. He liked cleaning Cole's cum out of her pussy. He liked being denied the right to fuck her because she prioritized Cole's cock over his. He even liked being kicked out of their bedroom so that Cole could spend the night. Perhaps Rick would be into the idea of exploring a deeper level of humiliation by taking a cock up the ass.
There was obvious pleasure on Jed's face and Callie guessed that Rachel had freed his cock under the blanket and was offering up a handjob. It seemed clear that she was manipulating him into doing as she desired. The only question was whether or not it would work.
"Will you fuck him, baby?" Rachel asked softly. "Will you fuck that worthless cuck? Will you make him take your young dick up his ass? Will you put him in his place? Will you do it for me? Will you do it while I masturbate, while I get all worked up, while my pussy gets nice and wet for the kind of pounding only you can give it?"
"Yes," Jed answered.
Rachel tossed the blanket aside and got on her knees in front of her younger boyfriend. His cock was in her mouth a moment later, a clear reward for agreeing to fuck Rick, who hadn't yet been consulted on the topic of anal sex.
Jed moaned. "Oh my god...Rachel...that feels so good."
She moaned too, though her lips remained around his dick and her head continued to bob up and down. Callie thought of blowing Cole, of getting on her knees, of giving him the same pleasure his friend was enjoying. He would have enjoyed it. Of course he would have. Every man enjoys a blowjob, though Callie had come to believe that young men were especially appreciative of the pleasures of having their cocks sucked.
Rachel stood up long before Jed came, though. He tucked his dick back into his pants and she took his hand. They walked towards the house and stopped about halfway there.
"Come, cuck," Rachel said.
Callie looked at her husband. Rick glanced at her, took a deep breath, and stood. He was choosing to get fucked by a man. He was choosing that particular kind of humiliation. He was choosing it, so Callie said nothing. She offered no resistance. She smiled, in fact, because cuckolding was as much about Rick's pleasure as hers - even if his pleasure took a different form than hers.
They stepped inside, leaving Callie alone with her boyfriend. She looked at him, smiled, and took note of how handsome he was, how strong his jaw was, how good he looked with a bit of stubble.
"I love you, Callie," he said without prompting.
"I love you too, Cole."
They shared a deep, long, tender kiss. Their hands moved in slow exploration over each other's bodies and Callie felt her desire for him grow. She wanted Cole inside her. She wanted to make love to him, to feel him slowly moving in and out of her pussy, to feel them both slowly building towards their orgasms, to moan his name softly, to pull him as deep into her pussy as she could, to urge him to cum inside her and claim the pleasure he craved.
"Let's go inside," she said at the conclusion of their lengthy kiss.
The fire had died down enough to be in no danger of spreading from its pit so they stood, grabbed the blankets, and walked inside.
"Oh, fuck!" Rick cried out.
Rachel had seemingly left the bedroom door open as Callie could quite clearly hear her husband being fucked. She and Cole walked through the living room and up the stairs to the second floor. Down one end of the hallway was the bedroom she and Cole shared. Down the other end was the bedroom Rachel and Jed were sharing.
Callie paused at the top of the stairs and listened to the sounds of sex. She heard grunting and moaning and a hint of flesh of flesh contact.
She looked at Cole and said, "I want to see it. Just for a moment."
He kissed her. "I'll be waiting for you in our room."
Callie watched him go and approached Rachel's room. She stopped just outside the doorway, took a deep breath, and turned towards the room.
Rachel was sitting against the headboard with her legs spread. With one hand she grasped a breast and with the other she rubbed her clit in slow circles.
Rick was naked and on his hands and knees between Rachel's legs. His cock was hard - which made Callie smile - and he was grunting with every thrust into his ass. Callie couldn't see his face, but she would have wagered he was wincing, too, as anal sex almost always included at least a bit of discomfort for the person on the receiving end. Sometimes it was worth it, of course - Cole fucked her ass every now and then and she enjoyed making him cum in that way - but she wondered if Rick was feeling as though it was worth it. He liked humiliation, though, and Callie couldn't imagine anything more humiliating than getting ass fucked by someone more than a decade younger than him.
Jed seemed to be enjoying himself, at least based on the effort he put into degrading Rick with his cock. He was fucking him hard and fast with a firm grip on his hips. Jed's gaze, though, was firmly focused on Rachel, who alternated between looking at her boyfriend and looking at the cuck taking it up the ass.
"Does that feel good, cuck?" Rachel asked as she leaned forward and caressed Rick's face. "Does it feel good to get fucked up the ass by a real man?"
Rick shook his head.
Rachel laughed. "You're taking it anyway though, aren't you? You're taking it up the ass like a good cuck. That's because you like making me happy, isn't it? That's because you like serving a superior woman, isn't it?"
"Yes," Rick admitted.
Rachel pulled her fingers from her pussy and shoved them in Rick's mouth. She grabbed a tight fistful of his hair and fucked his mouth as Jed fucked his ass.
Callie had pushed a hand into her leggings and started masturbating without knowing it. She wasn't sure what part of the scene had turned her on to the point that she needed to rub her clit, but there was something that had her tingling in all the right places.
"Hey."
She jumped in fright and turned to see Cole behind her.
"Sorry. I thought you were coming to bed, to me," he whispered.
He was naked and she glanced at his cock, which was hard. He'd likely been stroking himself in anticipation of having sex with her.
"I'm sorry," she said softly. "I got caught up in watching."
He looked into the room at the scene unfolding and Callie was pleased that he didn't seem immediately put off. He shouldn't have been, though. He'd participated in Rick's humiliation on numerous occasions, including getting his cock fluffed and cleaned by the cuckold.
"Would it be too much to ask for you to fuck me from behind while I watch?" she asked. "Just until I cum. Then you can take me to the bedroom and...and do whatever you want with me."
Cole smiled, lowered her leggings and panties to her knees, grasped his cock, and guided it between her legs from behind. Callie grabbed the doorjamb for balance and her other hand raced between her legs. Her finger danced over her clit as Cole grasped her hips and fucked her slowly and deeply. His length and thickness felt incredible in her pussy and arousal spread like wildfire from her loins, filling her body and ensuring her orgasm would arrive quickly.
Rachel pulled her fingers from Rick's mouth and ran them over his face. Then she leaned in and kissed him, which filled Callie with surprising jealousy. It mingled with her arousal, though, and did nothing to dampen her oncoming orgasm.
"You're a good cuck," Rachel said. "A very good cuck. You'll do anything to turn me on, won't you?"
Rick nodded.
"Of course you will. You're getting fucked up the ass like a fag. You just gave your manhood away to Jed. You're doing it to turn me on, to make my pussy wet, to be a good cuck. I fucking love that about you, Rick."
Callie's jealousy intensified. Cole fucked her harder and faster. She rubbed her clit faster, too, and Rachel sat back against the pillows and rubbed her pussy furiously.
The women came together. They came while watching Rick get fucked in the ass. They had different perspectives on the display of cuckold degradation, but they both came. Callie's orgasm was rather intense and she imagined her friend's climax was equally enthralling, at least based on the sounds and look on Rachel's face as her toes curled and her eyes closed.
Cole pulled out and Callie turned to kiss him as aftershocks of orgasmic delight moved through her.
"Thank you for fucking me," she said softly.
He smiled. "It's my pleasure, Callie. It's always my pleasure."
She took his hand and they walked towards their bedroom. They stepped inside and she shut the door before turning to her boyfriend.
"How can I please you?" she asked, sending a beautiful wave of arousal through her body.
"Strip," Cole said.
Callie lifted her sweater over her head and unhooked her bra. She kicked off her boots and peeled off her socks. Her leggings and thong came off at the same time and she stood with her hands at her sides as Cole studied her body.
Callie wasn't sure what she wanted him to do. They'd made love the night before - slow and beautiful - and she would have enjoyed that again. She would have enjoyed being put on her hands and knees and fucked hard until he'd cum inside her. She would have enjoyed being instructed to suck his dick until he came down her throat. She was quite certain she would have enjoyed literally anything he wanted to do with her. As far as Callie could remember, Cole was the only man she'd ever been with where she was more than happy to do whatever he desired when it came to sex.
Cole approached and took Callie's hand. He led her to the foot of the bed before stepping behind her, kissing the back of her neck, and running his hands down her arms.
"Sometimes I forget how kinky you can be," he said. "I know Rachel is insanely kinky. Jed talks about it all the time, but it turns out that you can be too."
He kissed her neck and Callie closed her eyes and moaned as Cole's fingers moved over her stomach on a slow journey to her right breast, which he cupped gently.
"Did it turn you on to watch your husband getting fucked?" Cole asked.
She leaned into his body and smiled at the stiffness of his cock pressing into her ass. "I think the whole thing turned me on. Rachel masturbating and talking dirty. Jed seemingly enjoying degrading my husband. Rick getting off on getting fucked for Rachel's pleasure. I felt a little jealous, too."
"Jealous? Of who?"
"Rachel. Rick really likes serving her. He likes that she's so imaginative and kinky and wild. I know I gave him permission to play with her as she desires, but I got jealous as I watched her give him something that maybe I can't give him."
"Like I give you something that Rick can't?"
She hadn't thought of it that way. "That's fair."
Cole's hand moved down her back and he grasped her ass before his fingers moved gently between her cheeks. She moaned as he rubbed her asshole. He was gentle at first, doing no more than teasing the nerves that ringed her hole. Then he applied a bit more pressure. Callie surmised that he was testing her willingness to have anal sex. Perhaps watching Rick get fucked had turned Cole's mind to enjoying the tightness of her asshole.
"It's yours if you want it," she whispered.
Cole gripped her breast harder and Callie moaned. His fingers then moved to her lips and two pushed into her mouth. Callie sucked lustily with her eyes closed. Those fingers were soon pressed against her asshole. Cole spread her saliva over the back entrance to her body. He spit in his hand and rubbed it over his cock. A moment later Callie felt pressure against her ass.
Cole slipped inside her. She felt the discomfort of her asshole being stretched. She thought of her husband on his hands and knees. She thought of Rachel moaning as she masturbated. She thought of Rachel humiliating her husband and thrilling him in the process.
Cole penetrated her ass slowly and Callie moaned throughout. She turned her head and they kissed. His tongue filled her mouth as he played with both of her breasts while invading her rectum.
She'd never had sex standing straight up, but thanks to Cole's firm grip on her breasts and the angle of his cock as it entered her asshole, the experience was a great deal more pleasant than she thought it would be.
Callie noted her boyfriend's moans of pleasure. They were louder than usual. He seemed even more turned on than usual. That was often the fun of anal sex, though. Most men understood that a woman was offering a gift when she agreed to have it, that she was showing her intense desire to satisfy him, which in turn often made it even more pleasurable than it would otherwise have been.
As Cole neared his orgasm, Callie rubbed her clit. She wanted to cum as he came in her ass. She wanted it desperately. She wanted her anal ring to clamp down on his cock as he blew his load.
"Cum in me, Cole," she said right as he began to fuck her harder. It made the sex a bit uncomfortable, but Callie wasn't going to stop him. He was close. He'd chosen her ass for his pleasure and he had every right to enjoy it right through his climax. "Cum in my ass, baby! Cum in my ass!"
Cole came in her ass. Callie came with him. She felt her ass clamp down on his cock and despite the discomfort, there was an odd sense of pleasure, too. Cole's grunts and groans were loud and beautiful and she felt his heavy breaths against the back of her neck, all of which put a bright smile on her face.
"Fuck," he said softly. "That was so fucking hot."
"It really was," she replied.
Cole pulled out and headed for the bathroom. Callie followed before too much of his cum leaked onto the floor.
As she sat on the toilet, Callie resolved to visit her husband in his room before the night was over. She would tell him of the anal sex she'd had with her boyfriend. She would tease his cock. She would ask him how it felt to get fucked by a man. She would ask him how it felt to be humiliated like that. She would deny him an orgasm, though, for he would likely be a less effective cuckold if he was allowed to cum. His orgasm would have to wait until their brief vacation was over.
Callie would make him cum hard when they got home, though. He was being a very good cuckold, after all, and a good orgasm was the least she could do for him.
