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Love and Cuckolding - Part 4
🕑 Added 2022-05-02 05:52:58 +0000 UTCIn case you've forgotten, part 3 ended with Tara and Tim - her date for the evening - fooling around in his car and making each other cum before she stepped into the house to see a lusty look in her husband Seth's eyes.
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Seth rushed towards the front door with a wild look in his eyes. He stopped a foot from the door and studied Tara for a moment before reaching up and caressing her face. Their eyes met and Seth smiled before turning his attention to her mouth. He gently, slowly ran his thumb over her lower lip and Tara let it fall open as she wondered what her husband was thinking.
“Did he cum in your mouth?” Seth asked.
Their eyes met once again and Tara nodded.
“Did you swallow?” Seth asked.
Tara wrapped her lips around her husband’s thumb and leaned forward to take it in her mouth and suck gently as she nodded once more.
“My wife swallowed another man’s cum tonight,” he said, seemingly stating the obvious because it turned him on, at least if the wild glint in his eyes was any indicator.
Tara nodded once more and Seth’s other hand disappeared under her dress. He pressed it against her soaked panties and she closed her eyes, moaned, and sucked on his finger with even greater vigor.
“Is he the reason you’re so wet?” Seth asked.
Tara looked at him and nodded.
“Did he make you cum?” Seth asked.
“Mmm hmm,” Tara replied with her lips still sealed around her husband’s finger.
Seth gently pulled her panties aside and rubbed his fingers along Tara’s pussy lips before slipping inside her. He moved them in and out as a smile crossed his face as if he found her wetness deeply thrilling. One of his fingers found her clit and he rubbed it in slow, gentle circles while leaning in to kiss her neck.
“Mmm,” Tara moaned as she sucked his finger harder.
“I want you,” Seth said. “I need you.”
Tara reached down and unzipped his pants. Her fingers slipped inside and she as she found his stiff shaft and slowly pulled it out, setting him free.
Seth pulled his finger from her mouth, quickly wiped it on his shirt, and reached up to hold Tara’s face in his hand. He leaned in until his lips hovered achingly close to hers. He didn’t kiss her, though, and Tara wondered if he was hesitant because another man’s cock had been between her lips mere minutes ago.
“I’m yours,” Tara said softly. “You can have me however you want me, Seth. I had fun tonight – a lot of fun, obviously – but I did it to turn you on. I did it to make you happy. And if you want me, you can have me.”
“Take my pants off,” Seth said.
Tara reached down with both hands and freed her husband of his pants and underwear. He stepped out of them and she reached down to stroke the full length of his remarkably stiff cock.
“Did you stroke his cock?” Seth asked.
“I did,” Tara answered with a soft nod.
“Did it feel good to stroke someone else’s cock?” he asked.
Tara nodded.
Seth looked into her eyes and held her gaze for a few seconds before asking, “Was his cock bigger than mine?”
Tara wasn’t entirely sure what Seth wanted in that moment, but there was something in his eyes that made her fairly certain of the answer he was hoping to hear. “Yes, he was bigger.”
Seth moaned and stepped closer. He reached down, slipped his hands under one of Tara’s legs, and lifted it off the ground. She smiled. It was the same thing the guy in the video they’d watched together had done with the woman in the silver dress.
Tara guided Seth’s cock to her pussy lips and rubbed the head over her wetness. He pushed forward and slipped inside her as she stood against the front door on one leg. He filled her just like the couple in the video had fucked. Tara wasn’t sure if Seth was doing it that way on purpose – he fantasized about not being the guy in the video, after all – but she found it immensely arousing.
“Fuck me,” she said. “Please, Seth, fuck me.”
Seth smiled and fucked her slowly as they stood against the front door. His cock felt good inside her, but it was the eroticism of the situation that thrilled her more than anything. Tara couldn’t remember the last time she and Seth had fucked anywhere but their bed or the couch and something a little different felt exceptionally good.
As he fucked her harder, Seth leaned closer. It seemed like he wanted to kiss her, and yet he held back, making Tara wonder if he was a little apprehensive about their lips meeting and their tongues dancing so soon after someone else’s cum had been in her mouth.
“Kiss me,” she said, hoping that what Seth really needed was to feel like she wasn’t going to find it strange that he wanted to kiss her. “Kiss me, Seth.”
He smiled and kissed her. He kissed her desperately, making Tara fairly certain that he actually liked the idea of feeling her lips – the lips that had been wrapped around another man’s cock – against his. Seth moaned when Tara offered her tongue and he took it eagerly. He fucked her faster, slamming her ass into the door with every vigorous thrust.
It wasn’t long before Seth groaned, buried his cock inside her, and climaxed. He kissed her neck and Tara reached up to hold him close as he became the second man she’d made cum that night, a notion that put a bright smile on her face.
“Wow,” was all Seth said as he pulled out and released her leg from his grasp.
Tara smiled and reached down to move her panties over her pussy to prevent any leakage. She then carefully tucked Seth’s cock back into his pants and stepped into his arms for a long, lingering hug. He kissed the top of her head and held her close as Tara listened to the pounding of his heart, which struck her as a good sign, since it meant he’d gotten thoroughly worked up while they were fucking.
“How do you feel?” Tara asked as she stepped back. “Now that you’ve cum, I mean.”
“I feel great,” Seth said. “I really do. I feel great about the whole thing. Watching you in the car – I couldn’t really see everything, of course – but watching you in the car was incredibly hot. It was so much hotter when you came in, though. I mean, holy shit, Tara, that was amazing.”
Tara smiled. Seth seemed giddy, which was the only thing she really wanted in the moment.
“Are you going to see him again?” Seth asked.
Tara nodded. “He asked if he could take me out again. I suppose he could change his mind, but yeah, it looks like I’ll have a second date with Tim, as long as that’s okay with you.”
“It’s more than okay with me,” Seth said. “I’d love it if you saw him again.”
Tara felt a little apprehensive about being completely honest with Seth, but she really wanted to see Tim again too. She was still riding high from the success of the date and the fun they’d had in the car, so if it made her husband happy for her to go on another date, than Tara was more than happy to oblige. “Good,” she said. “I’m sure he’ll be in touch again soon.”
Tara woke up the next morning to the smell of breakfast cooking, which struck her as a little odd. Seth didn’t do a whole lot of cooking and he wasn’t usually up before her on a weekend, but the thought of him making breakfast put a smile on her face.
She was about to get out of bed and make her way to the kitchen when Seth appeared in the bedroom doorway with a tray in his hands.
“Good morning, beautiful,” he said.
Tara sat up and smiled at her husband as he approached her side of the bed and set the tray across her lap. “It is a good morning,” she replied.
“As you know, I’m not a sophisticated cook, but I did manage an omelet with cheddar cheese, sourdough toast with butter, and fresh squeezed orange juice,” he noted as he sat on the edge of the bed.
“Fresh squeezed?” Tara asked before lifting the glass to her lips and taking a sip.
“It’s actually pretty simple, so don’t be too impressed,” Seth said with a laugh.
“What, may I ask, did I do to deserve this?” Tara asked, though she was fairly certain she knew the answer.
Seth looked away for moment – suggesting he was a little bit embarrassed – before reaching out to rub her arm and saying, “This might sound a little crazy, but you did something very nice by going on that date with Tim. I honestly had no idea just how potent my fantasy was and how incredible it would be to have it fulfilled. At least, I had no idea until last night. The entire time you were on the date I was turned on. Literally the entire time. Then you got home and it was like you gave me this incredible gift by doing what you did in his car while I watched. It was just…it was amazing, Tara. The whole thing was amazing. I woke up this morning feeling this incredible sense of gratitude, and while breakfast in bed isn’t much, it’s a start.”
“Come here,” Tara said as she reached up. Seth leaned in and they shared a soft, lingering kiss as she gently caressed his face. “Thank you for saying all of that, Seth. It’s nice to know that last night made you so happy. I had a great time, of course, but I really was doing it because I want to make you happy, though it was a nice little bonus that I ended up liking Tim a lot more than I thought I would and that…well, that I had such fun with him.”
“I like the details,” Seth said, “so you can just say that he made you cum, or that you really enjoyed making him cum.”
Tara picked up the fork, cut off a piece of the omelet, and popped it into her mouth as she studied her husband’s face. He looked a little bit excited, like he really would enjoy hearing the details. “He did make me cum,” she said. “While I was sitting in his lap. Or, really, grinding in his lap. Dry humping, I guess you could call it. He was kissing the tops of my breasts while he reached down, pulled my panties aside, and both fingered me and played with my clit until I had an incredible orgasm.”
Seth shifted his legs as Tara saw a flash of arousal in her husband’s eyes. “Were you wet for him?”
Tara took another bite of her omelet and followed it up with a bite of toast before answering. “Actually, I don’t think wet is the right word for it.” She reached out and caressed Seth’s leg before adding, “I was soaked for him, Seth. I was wet when he kissed me outside the restaurant. I got a little wetter when we kissed in the car, and a little wetter after that when we kissed at most of the red lights on the way home. By the time I straddled him in the car, I was completely soaked with desire for him.”
Seth had a bulge in his pants by that point and Tara was a little bit amazed. She knew that fantasies could be potent for men, but she clearly didn’t fully understand just how potent, at least in this particular case.
Tara took another big bite of her omelet – it was spectacularly well-prepared – and glanced at Seth’s bulge before saying, “I thought about having sex with him. To be honest, there was a part of me that wanted to. I mean, I was in his lap and grinding on him like we were fucking, so of course my body wanted it.”
She leaned forward and grasped Seth’s cock through his pants. He moaned a little and smiled. “I hope it doesn’t weird you out that I’m so turned on by this,” he said.
“It doesn’t,” Tara replied. “I promise. If it did, I wouldn’t have gone on a date with Tim. I wouldn’t have done any of the things I did in the car with him. I certainly wouldn’t be planning another date with him.”
“Are you planning…on that date, do you think you’ll have sex with him?” Seth asked.
There was no question in Tara’s mind that Seth wanted her to have sex on her next date with Tim. The truth was, she wanted it too. Even thinking about it had her excited. Instead of offering a verbal response to his question, Tara lifted the tray off her lap and set it on Seth’s side of the bed. She pulled the covers aside, spread her legs, and placed his hand between her legs.
Seth took the hint and slipped his fingers under the waistband of her pajama shorts and panties. He quickly slipped between the folds of her pussy and into the heat and wetness of her decidedly aroused flesh.
“Does that mean…” he trailed off.
Tara nodded. “It means I want him. I don’t know if he wants me, but I want him. I want to have sex with him on our next date. Is that what you want, Seth? Do you want your wife to have sex with another man?”
Seth stood and stripped. Tara stripped right along with him and he quickly moved between her legs and dropped to his stomach. He kissed her thighs before burying his tongue in her pussy and then he spent a few minutes tending to her clit with expert technique.
“Think about him,” Seth said as he looked up for a moment. “Think about having sex with him.”
Tara closed her eyes and did just that. She pictured herself back in the car with Tim. She was straddling him in the driver’s seat, but instead of grinding in his lap they were having sex. He was inside her. Her moans were because his cock was in her exceptionally wet pussy, because they were satisfying their mutual desire for each other. It was an exquisite fantasy.
Seth kissed his way up Tara’s body – giving each of her breasts a little bit of lovely attention – before his lips found hers. Their tongues danced while she guided his cock inside her. Tara moaned into her husband’s mouth as he filled her pussy with one slow, deep thrust.
“I thought about him,” she said. “It felt so good, Seth. I thought about if I’d fucked him last night instead of grinding in his lap. I thought about having his cock inside me, about riding him in his car, about having beautiful sex with another man.”
Seth fucked her hard and fast, seemingly unable to contain what must have been an intense kind of desire. Tara didn’t need him to make love to her, though. She was already on the verge of an orgasm after Seth’s oral exhibition and her little fantasy.
“Will you fuck him on your next date?” Seth asked between heavy breaths. “Will you fuck another man?”
“Yes,” Tara answered. “I’m going to fuck him, Seth. I’m going to fuck Tim!”
She was moments away from cumming, so Tara was actually relieved when Seth thrust his cock deep inside her and climaxed. She let loose and they came together, filling their bedroom with wild moans as Tara wrapped her arms around her husband and pulled him close.
“That was amazing,” Seth said.
“It really was, wasn’t it?” Tara replied.
He looked up at her and smiled. “You’re amazing, Tara. You really are. I swear, I’ll make you breakfast in bed every day if you’ll keep this up.”
Tara pulled him close for a kiss. “That’s not necessary. Though I certainly wouldn’t object if you suddenly became an expert cook. Don’t forget, though, that I’m probably going to enjoy this almost as much as you. I’m the one that gets to have sex with another guy, after all.”
Seth’s smile got bigger and brighter. “There’s still a part of me that can’t believe this is actually happening. It’s just incredible.”
“So you’re still up for it, even after your orgasm?” she asked.
“Of course,” Seth said. “I can totally see how some guys would lose interest right after they orgasm, but not me. This is a deep thing for me. I really want it.”
That made Tara happier than she was going to say, because as it turned out, she was really looking forward to having sex with Tim. So much so that she was a little bit desperate for him to text and set up the next date.
Thankfully, she didn’t have to wait long. Tim got in touch early in the afternoon and they set up their next date. Tara would have to wait two days, but she figured the anticipation would make it even more fun. She suspected Seth would enjoy it too. Maybe they’d spend a few days having great sex while thinking about her being with another man. Tara saw nothing wrong with that, and she knew Seth wouldn’t either.
Comments
John Doe
Excellent story
Nick G
Can't wait for Part 5
