Becca Bellamy
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Playing with Fire - Part 9
🕑 Added 2023-03-21 05:47:35 +0000 UTCClick here to read the previous parts of the story.
"Are you sure about this?" you ask your wife as she adjusts her dress to highlight her breasts, making them look a little bigger and fuller in the process.
"No," she replies. "If I'm being honest, I'm not sure about this."
It's not the answer you expected and it's certainly not the answer you were hoping for.
"You want this though, don't you?" she asks.
You glance at her breasts - which will feature prominently in tonight's activities - and then meet your wife's gaze. "Yes, I want this," you answer. You've wanted it since she first cuckolded you. You're just not sure if it's a good idea. "But, I want you to want it too."
"I do," she replies.
"But I thought you said you weren't sure about it," you say.
Your beautiful wife smiles, steps closer, and takes your hand. "I want this, in part because I know you want it so badly and in part because I am actually turned on at the idea of you watching someone else fuck me."
"And what about...what about the other part?" you ask.
"You mean the part where you clean his cum off my tits?" she replies.
You nod. You're thrilled at the idea of finally getting to witness your cuckolding, but it's the part where you get to clean his cum off of her tits that turns you on more than anything. You can't wait to kiss and lick her breasts and to taste another man's hot cum on your tongue as you do.
"I know you're going to enjoy that part," she says as her hand moves between your legs to caress your cock through your pants. "I know how excited you are about that, and it makes me happy that you've been willing to share that excitement. It really does."
"But?"
She smiles. "Like I've said before, I think I like that you want to clean another man's cum off my body - especially after that man has made me cum in a manner you're incapable of making me cum - but it's also true that I'm not sure if I'll actually like it. It's possible it will change the way I see you, the way I think about you as a man. It's a risk, honey, which is why I said I'm not sure about tonight. I can't be sure because I can't actually know how I'm going to react until you're busy licking another man's cum from my tits."
Despite expressing considerable reservations about your fantasy - a fantasy that's on the verge of becoming a reality - you've gotten hard, in part from her gentle touch and in part because you can't stop thinking about licking another man's cum off of her tits, which look spectacular in her tight dress and the push-up bra she has on underneath it.
"I'm willing to go through with it if you are," she says. "But we don't have to. I'm more than happy to go to the hotel without you. I'm more than happy to give my body to another man, to let him fuck me, to let him satisfy me, and I'd even be willing to let him cum on my tits, as I'm sure he'd love doing that even if you weren't going to clean up his mess."
It seems like she's trying to get you so worked up that you can't refuse, like she's embraced the chaotic, risky nature of your fantasy and she wants to see if you're willing to go along with her. She doesn't have to push you too hard, though. The allure of watching her get fucked, of watching another man cum on her tits, and of cleaning up another man's mess is far too strong for you to resist, even if doing so would be risky.
"I want to go through with it," you say.
"With what?" she asks with a smile.
"I want to watch you get fucked. I want to watch you stroke your lover's cock until he cums all over your tits. I want you to invite me to clean up his cum, to clean another man's load from your tits," you say.
"And what if he wants to watch?" she asks. "What if he wants to watch as you clean his cum from my tits? Will you be okay with that? Would it turn you on a little to know that he loves the idea of watching my husband clean up his load?"
You nod. It's a little embarrassing to admit, but your wife knows so much more about the depth of your fantasies than she used to and you see no harm in affirming that you'd enjoy him witnessing your humiliation. What she doesn't know is that you'd also enjoy sucking his cock clean after he fucked her, or fluffing his cock like a good cuckold before they even get around to having sex. Emily knows that about you, of course, but you're fairly certain that would be too much for your wife to handle at this point.
"We have to leave if we're going to get there on time," she says. "So, tell me one more time that you want this."
"I want this," you say without hesitation.
Your wife smiles, leans forward, and gives you a soft, lingering kiss on the lips as she continues to stroke your cock through your pants. You moan softly from the intense pleasure coursing through you. Your hands move to her waist and you pull her a little closer before grasping her ass and squeezing it hard in the tight, short dress she put on to entice her lover.
"Let's go then," she says.
Your wife releases your cock, turns, and grabs her purse. She heads for the door and you follow with your keys in hand. You get in the car and drive her to the hotel you booked for the night. Normally she meets a lover at his house, but it's your first time watching and she wanted to do it on neutral ground.
You give your keys to the valet, check in at the front desk, and take your wife's hand as you head for the elevator. You press the button and she gives you a soft kiss on the cheek as you wait for the doors to open.
"This is your last chance," she says softly. "Once we step in that elevator, this is happening. You get one last chance to decide that you're not ready to take this step."
You're almost certain she's acting with your best interest at heart, and yet there's a seductive quality to her voice that makes it seem like she doesn't want you to back out, like she wants you to push forward and do it even if you're certain it might be destructive.
You're not backing out, though. You can't. This has been your fantasy - or one of your fantasies - for far too long, and though Emily has granted you the pleasure of watching her fuck another man, it's your wife's pleasure with another man's cock inside her that you crave. That's what you've fantasized about more than anything. That's what you need to watch.
"I want this," you say as the elevator doors open. You take your wife's hand and lead her inside. You hit the button for your floor and the doors close.
"Good," she replies. "Because I want this too."
You ride the elevator to your floor, walk hand-in-hand down the hallway, and step into your room. Your wife turns on the lights and opens the curtains. She pauses for a moment to admire the beauty of the setting sun and then turns and surveys the room.
"Where do you want to watch from?" she asks.
"What do you think he'll be okay with?" you reply.
She looks at you and offers a smile infused with naughty delight. "Ben's excited that you're going to watch, sweetie. He likes that I'm married. He likes knowing that he's sending me home to my husband, that my pussy is wet and loose from the fucking he gave me when I get back home to you. He loves it, in fact, and he absolutely loved the idea of fucking me in front of you, especially when I told him that he puts you to shame when it comes to satisfying me."
Your cock stirs as you think of your wife telling another man that he's better than you in bed. "So I can watch from wherever I want?" you ask.
She nods. "Why don't you start here on the couch? You can watch us fool around. You can watch your wife give another man a blowjob."
An image of your beautiful wife with another man's cock in her mouth fills your head. Part of you can't believe you're actually going to witness such a pleasure tonight. "Are you really going to give him a blowjob?"
She steps closer, rubs your crotch with her delicate, talented fingers, and says, "Of course. I enjoy giving blowjobs, sweetie. I just don't really enjoy giving them to you."
It's such a small thing, and yet it's exactly the kind of thing you want to hear from your wife. It's the kind of thing you wish she said so much more often. "That's so hot," you say as your dick surges to life.
She laughs softly. "I thought you'd enjoy that. And, I like that you enjoyed that. I wonder if you're actually going to enjoy it when you see me going down on another man, or will you get jealous?"
"No, I won't," you reply. "At least, I don't think I will."
"We'll find out soon enough," she says.
You sit on the couch and your wife sits in your lap. She kisses you a little, talks to you about the fun she's going to have with her lover, and keeps you in a state of arousal, though you're not sure if she's doing that on purpose or if she's just having fun. It doesn't really matter, though. All that matters is that your arousal is at a fever pitch when someone knocks on the door.
"He's here," she says. "Time to find out if you really want this, sweetie."
She gets up, strides confidently towards the door, and opens it to welcome her lover into the hotel room. You watch from the couch as another man takes your wife into his arms and kisses her. It takes just a moment for it to become obvious that they've done this before. Their bodies seem to meld together as their lips meet, their mouths open, and their tongues dance erotically. His hands move down her back and grasp her ass through the dress as she moans for him.
Your wife takes off his jacket and tosses it on the floor. She hurriedly unbuttons his shirt as he pulls up the bottom of her dress and grabs her naked ass in both hands while they kiss. Perhaps all that dirty talk and kissing with you was merely a way of getting herself aroused and ensuring she was mad with desire for Ben by the time he walked into the room.
"I want you so badly," your wife says. "And I can feel that you want me."
Her hand moves between his legs. You watch her fingers grasp what must be his cock through his slacks. You watch her stroke him as they stare into each other's eyes for a few moments before kissing once more, this time with even greater passion.
She takes his pants off like a woman on a quest to satiate an uncontrollable desire, whipping his belt halfway across the room and nearly tearing his zipper off as she pulls it down. He kicks his shoes off and a moment later he's naked and your wife's hand is around his long, impressively thick cock as they kiss.
She walks him towards the bed with her hand around his dick and then she releases him and spins to face you. "Ben, this is my husband. This is the man I've been going home to after you fuck me. This is the man that can't fuck me anywhere near as skillfully as you do."
"It's a pleasure to meet you," Ben says as he unzips your wife's dress, pushes the straps from her shoulders, and works it down her body. He takes her breasts in his hands and squeezes them hard while kissing her neck. She closes her eyes and moans, but Ben looks right at you.
He's eager to take your wife in front of you. He's eager to slide his cock inside her and make her cum like you're incapable of doing. He's eager for you to see just how much better it is with him than with you.
Your wife works the dress over her hips and to the ground and her thong follows. The two lovers are naked just a few feet from you and your dick feels impossibly hard as it throbs with desire.
"I want you in my mouth," your wife says. "I want to suck your cock while my husband watches."
She spins around in his arms and falls to her knees in front of him. He smiles, runs his fingers through her beautiful hair, and moans the moment her lips surround the plump head of his cock.
"Fuck, baby, that feels so fucking good," he says. Then he looks at you and smiles. Your wife is sucking his cock and it clearly delights him. "Does she suck your dick like this?"
"No," you answer.
He laughs. He's laughing at your expense, but you can't blame him. Your wife is gleefully giving him head, which she never really does for you. Of course he's laughing.
She works him for a few blissful minutes and none of the jealousy she wondered about rears its ugly head. Instead, you feel pleasure. In fact, you feel deeper pleasure than expected because he finds such joy in the fact that your wife is on her knees for him. He gets off on your humiliation, and you can't help but get off on it too.
Your wife lets his cock fall from between her lips, strokes his slippery shaft, and looks back at you. "Did you enjoy watching me give him a blowjob?" she asks.
"More than anything," you reply.
"I left the condoms in my purse," she says. "Will you get me one, baby?"
You stand up and they both look at the bulge in your pants.
"Damn, somebody liked watching his wife give head," Ben says with a laugh.
You see a lusty look cross your wife's face before she swallows her lover's cock once more. She plays with his balls, sucks on the head of his big dick, and moans for him as their eyes meet. He puts a hand on her head and it seems as though he applies a little pressure. Your wife doesn't balk at that, though. She takes him deeper, letting him guide her mouth while you retrieve a condom from her purse and bring it to her.
He releases her head, she pulls back and gasps for air, and then plants a kiss on the head of his cock before smiling up at him. He just pushed her down on his dick and she likes it.
"Thank you, sweetie," your wife says as she takes the condom and tears open the wrapper. She rolls it down Ben's cock, makes sure it's all the way to the base, and then stands up and strokes him a little as they kiss. Then she turns to you, smiles, and says, "You can get naked if you want. I don't want you cumming until you've cleaned my tits, but you can certainly play with yourself while Ben fucks me. That's what you want, isn't it? To play with your cock while another man fucks your wife?"
It's almost as if she's pushing you to fully admit to and embrace your fantasy in front of her and her lover. She wants to see you commit to it, so you do. You stand up and strip while they both watch. You see them both eye your cock, which is nowhere near as big as his. You see him smile, but he doesn't laugh. Instead, he turns to your wife, kisses her, and then picks her up and crawls into the bed with her in his arms.
They kiss as she guides his cock inside her. He fills her with a long, slow thrust while she moans into his mouth. You walk to the foot of the bed and sink to your knees. You watch another man's cock fill your wife's wet pussy over and over. You see how wet she is, how slick she leaves his shaft every time he pulls out. You see how her pussy opens up for him with every thrust, how her body seems so eager to receive him, to receive the pleasure he offers.
It's better than you imagined. It's infinitely hotter than you thought possible to actually see someone else's big cock inside your wife. It's hotter to hear the way she moans for him. She's loud and wild and the noises seem genuine, like she truly can't control the way she feels when he's fucking her.
You move to the side of the bed. You fall to your knees. You watch your wife's face. She's never looked more beautiful. You see the pleasure she feels with every thrust of his cock. You see the connection she has with him, the anticipation of the orgasm she can no doubt feel building between her legs. You see overwhelming evidence that your wife is having great sex with another man and it turns you on like nothing ever has.
What you're witnessing is overwhelming evidence that he's better than you. You already knew that, of course. Your wife doesn't fuck men that aren't better than you. There'd be no point, and she never fucks a guy more than once if he's not considerably better than you.
It's the knowledge that he's better than you - that another man is well and truly capable of fucking your wife far better than you - that makes this so satisfying. It's no longer something you have to imagine. It's now something you've seen in person, something you'll always be able to imagine anytime your wife is out with a lover. It's so much hotter than you thought possible.
"Oh, fuck, I'm cumming!" your wife cries out after a good, long fucking.
Her orgasm is the most beautiful thing in the world. She moans louder than she does with you. Her face contorts in the most beautiful ways. Her legs tremble. It seems to go on for an impossibly long time, too, and every second of it is beautiful.
When she's finished, the smile that crosses her face is so bright and beautiful that you're certain you'll never forget it. The fact that the smile is directed at him - the man that just fucked her to that beautiful orgasm - makes it even better.
"Will you cum on my tits?" she asks, "so my husband can lick it up?"
He smiles at her, pulls out, and looks at you. "Is that what you want? To lick my cum off your wife's perfect tits?"
You feel the humiliation that he intends to inflict upon you, but that's precisely what you crave. Your dick throbs as the words roll off his lips. "Yes," you say. "I want to lick your cum off my wife's tits."
He crawls forward and straddles her stomach. Your wife pulls the condom off, tosses it at your feet, and takes him in her hand. She strokes his big cock and smiles at him. She plays with his balls. She bites her lip and it looks like she's genuinely excited about giving him an orgasm.
"You made me cum so hard," she says. "You made me cum so much harder than he does. Every time you fuck me you make me cum so much harder than my husband. You're so much better than he is."
The head of his cock swells up as she says the words that turn him on. His balls jump in their sack and you watch as thick ropes of cum launch from the shiny tip of his dick and land on your wife's breasts. She strokes him and directs the flow, coating both of her tits quite nicely and leaving Ben trembling with pleasure.
"Fuck!" he says. "That was so fucking good."
He crawls off your wife and rolls onto his back next to her. His chest heaves as he stares up at the ceiling and your beautiful wife turns her attention to you.
"It's your turn, sweetie. Come and clean my tits," she says. "Come and lick his cum off of them like you've been dreaming about. Come and lick another man's cum off your wife's tits." You stand up and she puts up a hand to stop you and says, "You know, wouldn't you enjoy cumming right as you finish cleaning my tits?"
"Yes," you admit.
She glances at the used condom on the ground and says, "It would make quite a mess if you came all over yourself or me, so why don't you use the condom?"
It's the exact kind of thing you crave. You're just not sure if you should show your wife how much it excites you. You stare at the condom - the used condom he wore while he fucked your wife - and you're overwhelmed with desire. You bend over and pick it up. You look at your wife and she holds out her hand.
"Let me put it on you," she says.
You hand her the condom and she reaches out and slides it onto your cock.
"It doesn't quite fit," she says with a soft chuckle. "I guess that makes sense, though. He's quite a bit bigger than you, isn't he?"
"Yes I am," he replies. "His cock looks kind of cute in my used condom."
She squeezes your dick in the condom and gives it a few strokes. She doesn't say anything in response to her lover's comment, but you suspect she agrees. Compared to his cock, yours probably does look cute.
"Come," your wife says as she scoots towards Ben and pats the bed next to her. "Lie next to me and clean my tits, sweetie. Clean his cum off of me. Lick it all up while you play with your cock."
You crawl into the bed and lie next to her. You stare at her utterly perfect, cum-covered tits. You admire their overwhelming beauty. You're about to live out a potent fantasy and your dick is wrapped in a used condom. This is a perfect moment, and though you're aware it might alter the way your wife thinks about you, you can't stop yourself.
You lean closer and run your tongue through his cum. The bitter saltiness lights up your taste buds. It's unpleasant, but there's something intoxicating about that.
"Mmm, that's it," your wife says softly. "Lick up his cum, sweetie. Lick up Ben's cum."
There's something so erotic about her gentle tone. It feels so open, so loving, so accepting. She might not think of you as the same kind of man when this is all over, but in the moment it seems like she just wants to ensure that you have a good time.
You take her nipple in your mouth. You suck the cum off of it. You swirl your tongue around it and she moans. You swallow some of Ben's cum. You swallow the cum of the man that fucked your wife and you do it while he's lying just a few feet away and watching with a smile on his face.
"Fucking hell," Ben says. "That's unlike anything I've ever seen."
"It feels better than I thought it would," your wife replies. "A lot better, in fact. Fuck."
She sounds turned on, like she's not just making your fantasy come true, like she's actually enjoying herself. You can't help but fall deeper into the clean up. You lick and suck on her right breast fervently, cleaning every drop of Ben's cum and giving her nipple a great deal of attention.
You move on to her left breast and stroke your cock gently. You lick up Ben’s cum and swallow it as your wife runs her fingers through your hair and down your back.
"Cum in his condom, sweetie," she says. "Cum in his used condom while you clean my tits. Fuck, oh, wow, cum in that condom while you lick up the cum of the man that fucks me so much better than you ever have."
Your wife's words make a second man cum. Just like Ben, she puts you over the top and you have a body-shaking orgasm while licking up the last of his cum from her perfect tits. You close your eyes and she holds you close, pressing the side of your face against her tits and leaving a thin residue of saliva and traces of cum on your cheek. It only makes your orgasm hotter, though, as you fill the condom with cum.
"How was that?" your wife asks.
You're not sure how long your head rested against her breasts, but it feels like several minutes have passed when her question reaches your ears.
You life your head, smile at your wife, and say, "That was perfect. It was everything I've ever dreamt of. Thank you."
You've actually had far dirtier fantasies, but that's the best orgasm you've ever had. Without question. With any luck, you'll get to have many more like it. With any luck, you'll get to have another orgasm before the night is over, because you can see that your wife is turned on and she's almost certainly going to let Ben fuck her again.
Maybe she'll let you clean her tits again. Wouldn't that be nice?
