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The Cuckold Diary of a Dallas Hotwife - Part 18
🕑 Added 2022-01-06 07:43:40 +0000 UTCClick here to read the previous parts of the story.
“So, how was it?” Savannah asked with a borderline giddy smile on her face.
We were in my kitchen as I prepared a pair of strong margaritas. It was a few days after Andrew had cleaned Taylor’s cum out of me and Savannah wanted to hear everything.
“It was incredible,” I said. “Everything about it was incredible, starting with the sex.”
“It is better without a condom, isn’t it?” she asked.
I nodded as I stirred the mix to make sure the tequila was evenly spread throughout it. “Yes. I mean, the feeling was better, but it was more than that. There was something about the idea that Taylor was going to cum inside me that made it really, really hot too. I can’t really explain it, but it was this beautiful mental thing that made the sex – and the orgasms – so much better.”
I dipped the rims of each glass in salt and then filled them to the brim before motioning for Savannah to follow me into the backyard, which was plenty private for the conversation we were having.
“And what about the clean up?” she asked.
We sat and I sipped the margarita before smiling. “Savannah, it was amazing. It really was. Andrew was so into it. He really was. He was so turned on I thought he might actually cum while he was going down on me. I’ve read of other cuckolds doing that, but I didn’t believe it was possible until I saw the look in Andrew’s eyes while he was licking Taylor’s cum out of me.”
“Did you let him cum?” Savannah asked.
“After Taylor had cum inside me a second time,” I said. “I offered to make him cum after the first time, but he wanted to stick around to watch Taylor fuck me again. I gave Andrew a handjob after he’d cleaned me the second time and he did say afterwards that it was one of the best orgasms of his life, so all told I think it was a good night for all of us.”
Savannah smiled and reached over to squeeze my hand. “I know this is probably a strange thing to say, but I’m proud of you. For committing to this lifestyle, for committing to finding someone you trust, for showing enough faith in Andrew to prove that he really could be the kind of cuckold you need him to be.”
“I guess I’m proud of me too,” I replied. “And I’m really, really grateful to you, Savannah. I don’t think any of this would have happened if we hadn’t met. I might have dabbled with it a little, but I wouldn’t have had the confidence to really go for it, and to embrace it in the way I have. I feel like I owe you so much.”
“Your friendship is reward enough,” she said. “The truth is, I’m happier since I met you. It means a lot to me to have a friend in the lifestyle. I love so much that I can talk to someone about all of this, you know?”
“Oh, believe me, I know,” I replied. “It’s just so much more fun when you can share it all with someone. And, I really like that we can share in ways that most friends don’t.”
Savannah looked at me and smiled. “I never suspected I’d have a friend I’d be willing to share those sorts of pleasures with, to be honest. Even when we met I didn’t think we’d end up having a foursome together, or swapping husbands for a little bit of oral pleasure.”
I laughed. “No, I never imagined having a friend like that either.” I was about to say something more when I heard the sliding glass door open and turned to see Andrew standing there with a smile on his face. “Andrew, we were just talking about you,” I said.
“Oh yeah?” Andrew asked with a hint of trepidation in his voice.
Savannah turned to look at my husband and said, “It seems that you’ve experienced one of the joys that almost every would-be cuckold fantasizes about. I’d love to hear how it felt, Andrew. Won’t you join us?”
“Um, sure,” he said before slowly crossing the short distance to us and dropping into a cushioned chair.
Savannah smiled and ran her finger through a little of the salt on the rim of her glass. She sucked it clean in a suggestive manner and asked, “Tell me, Andrew, what was it like to see another man’s bare cock slide into your wife’s pussy?”
Andrew swallowed hard and shifted in his chair, though it wasn’t nervousness that made him uncomfortable. There was no question in my mind that he was aroused, if only slightly. “Uh, well, it was…”
He trailed off, so I reached over and squeezed his hand. “Andrew, Savannah has become my closest friend in the world. Her husband is just like you. Really, he’s a more experienced version of you. Plus, you’ve gone down on her. You’ve made her cum. There’s no reason to be shy just because you’re a little nervous at the idea of talking about licking another man’s cum from my pussy. You don’t need to be nervous. In fact, you should be proud. You’re a wonderful cuckold. You’ve embraced that you can’t satisfy me on your own. You’ve embraced that other men – men like Taylor – are far better suited to the job. You’ve embraced that it’s your place – it’s your joy, really – to clean Taylor’s cum from my pussy. Don’t be embarrassed about that.”
As I sat back, Savannah reached over and rubbed Andrew’s leg just above his knee. “She’s right, Andrew. Jeff would be jealous if he knew that you got to clean two loads of a superior man’s cum from Lily’s pussy this weekend. He’d be overwhelmed with jealousy, in fact, so you have nothing to be nervous or embarrassed about. Lily is right that you’re a wonderful cuckold and you should be proud of that.”
“Tell her, Andrew,” I said. “Tell her how it felt to see Taylor’s bare cock slide into my wet, needy, tight little pussy.”
Savannah’s fingers moved up his thighs and I smiled as I watched her tease my husband to the point that a rather obvious bulge grew in his jeans.
“I’m not sure I can describe it,” Andrew said. “It was an experience unlike any other. It was so beautiful. I was so turned on. My heart was racing. My body felt like it was tingling. My cock was dripping precum like crazy. Every time Lily moaned it seemed like I got a little more turned on, and when she told him to cum inside her, when she told him she needed his cum inside her, I actually got pretty close to cumming without even touching myself.”
I leaned back and watched as Savannah’s hand moved between Andrew’s legs. The look on his face – a mixture of surprise, worry, and pure lust – made it clear she’d made contact with his cock and was offering pleasurable stimulation. It was cute that he looked worried, I presume because he thought I’d be mad that my friend was playing with my husband’s cock. I wasn’t, of course. With any other friend it would have been strange, but not with Savannah.
“And when Taylor actually came inside her, what was that like for you?” Savannah asked.
Andrew gripped the edges of his chair and closed his eyes for just a moment before saying, “It was one of the most intensely pleasurable moments of my life. When I saw how much Lily enjoyed it, that only made it hotter for me.”
Savannah looked at me and asked, “And for you, Lily, what was it like to have Taylor cum inside you?”
I smiled and stared into Andrew’s eyes. “It was the culmination of the best sex I’ve had in years, maybe ever. It was a truly perfect moment.”
Savannah turned back to Andrew and asked, “How does it make you feel to know that Taylor fucks your wife better than you do?”
“It turns me on,” Andrew answered immediately.
“Did it turn you on to eat Taylor’s thick, creamy cum from your wife’s pussy?” Savannah asked.
“Yes,” Andrew admitted.
Savannah stroked him faster through his jeans and I couldn’t help but smile as I watched Andrew seemingly lose control of his senses. He gripped the arms of the chair even tighter and I was relatively certain he was on the verge of an orgasm.
“Andrew, do you think your marriage can ever be the same now that you’ve eaten another man’s cum from Lily’s pussy?” Savannah asked.
Andrew looked at me and I gently shook my head and offered a sweet smile. Of course our marriage couldn’t be the same, though every step of our journey into cuckolding – including the first, messy step on vacation all those years ago – had changed our marriage. It’s fair to say that watching him eat Taylor’s cum from my pussy, and watching him love it, had been the most significant change. Not in a bad way, of course, but it’s impossible not to see your husband differently after you’ve watched him lick someone else’s cum out of you and swallow it eagerly. Though I do recognize that Andrew was really just showing me his true self, and I suppose I was revealing my true desires to be fucked by a man like Taylor, or to engage in wild sexual behavior like the foursomes I’ve had with Savannah.
“No, I know it can’t,” Andrew answered. “But…but…”
“Go ahead,” Savannah encouraged him, “say it.”
“I don’t want it to be the same,” he admitted. “I want this. I want Lily to have sex with other people. I want her to explore that. I want her to be as happy as she’s been since we got back into cuckolding. I want to be as happy as I’ve been.”
Savannah looked at me and smiled. “You’re a very lucky woman, Lily.”
“Yes, I am,” I replied.
“And you’re a very lucky man, aren’t you Andrew?” Savannah asked.
“Yes, I am,” Andrew answered.
“And I’m quite turned on,” Savannah said as she turned to me. “Would you mind if I used your cuckold’s mouth?”
“Not at all,” I said. “Andrew, do as Savannah desires.”
Savannah released his cock, sat back, pulled her skirt up, spread her legs, and pulled aside her panties. “Eat my pussy, Andrew. Make me cum.”
I sipped my margarita and watched Andrew drop to his knees in front of my friend and put his tongue to use. Savannah smiled, closed her eyes, and put a hand on the back of his head as he went to work. He gave her exactly as she desired and I considered having Andrew do the same thing after he was finished with her.
I wanted more, though. I wanted to get fucked, and of course Andrew’s cock wouldn’t suffice. He wouldn’t have lasted more than a few strokes anyway, as Savannah had done such a spectacular job of turning him on. So, I pulled out my phone and texted Ethan to see if he was available, as I was in the mood to be on the receiving end of the kind of fucking that the young, muscular Ethan could provide.
Unsurprisingly, Ethan was available, just as he’d said he be after our first time together. I smiled at the thought of letting him have his way with me again and decided I didn’t want to wait another moment.
“Savannah, I’ve been struck by a desire to get fucked and Ethan is available,” I said, “and I see no reason to deny myself. How would you feel about keeping an eye on Andrew while I meet Ethan? I won’t be more than an hour, and if traffic is light I’ll be back even faster.”
Savannah smiled and replied, “I’m sure I can keep your cuckold occupied until you get back. Have fun with that young slab of meat.”
“I will,” I said as I stood and headed inside. I gave myself a quick once over in the mirror to ensure I still looked put together, grabbed my keys and purse, and headed for the car.
I was at Ethan’s apartment in ten minutes. He answered before I even knocked and in an instant I felt a potent rekindling of every bit of desire I’d felt for him that first time. He was wearing a t-shirt and jeans and he looked spectacular in every way. I rushed into his apartment, pulled off his shirt, and kissed him with a surprising level of fervor.
Ethan picked me up as our tongues mingled and set me on the small table in his kitchen. I wrapped my legs around him and he slipped a hand under my shirt and into my bra. His touch was rather gentle for someone so young and I couldn’t help but moan into his mouth as he made me feel so spectacularly good.
“Get a condom,” I said.
Ethan smiled and pulled one out of his pocket – he’d clearly prepared after I’d texted – and I hurriedly undid his belt and pushed his pants down. He tore open the wrapper, rolled the condom down his cock, and after I pulled my skirt up around my waist Ethan yanked my panties off and tossed them aside.
I wrapped my legs around him once more and guided his cock into my exceptionally wet pussy. He filled me with one slow thrust and I immediately implored him to fuck me hard. I craved it. I needed it. I wanted to feel the power his body could generate. I wanted to feel his cock pounding deep inside me and stretching me out. I wanted to feel every bit of what Ethan could give me and he absolutely delivered.
I came in just a few minutes as I sat there on his kitchen table with his cock pounding the hell out of my pussy. We were kissing as I climaxed and I held on tight as I sucked on his tongue and moaned all at once.
“You’re incredible, Ethan,” I said between heavy breaths while coming down from my climax. “Absolutely incredible.” I pushed gently against his chest and he pulled out so I could slide off the kitchen table, turn around, and bend over. “Now take me from behind and fuck me hard until you cum.”
Ethan did just that. In fact, he fucked me hard enough that it hurt a little. There was something really satisfying about it, though. I’m not sure I could even explain it, I just know that I really liked being the source of his pleasure as he fucked me from behind, perhaps because I just wanted to return the favor or perhaps because I just really liked the idea of this sexy young man fucking me. I don’t know and I don’t care. It felt good, and when he buried his cock inside me and came I had a big smile on my face.
When he pulled out I spun around and pulled him close for a deep kiss. His hands wandered over my body and just like the first time we’d fucked I felt as though I could stay all afternoon and let him have me over and over. I made a point of arranging for a time to do that very thing, but in the moment I needed to get home. I didn’t want Savannah to have to waste her entire day with Andrew.
“Thank you,” I said. “You have no idea how badly I needed that.”
“It was my pleasure,” Ethan replied with a smile. “And again, text me anytime.”
I fixed my skirt, ran my fingers through my hair to make sure it wasn’t a complete mess, and gave him a kiss on the cheek before heading for the front door.
“Wait, your panties,” he said before bending down and snatching them from the floor.
“Keep them,” I replied with a smile before pulling up the back of my skirt to give him a quick flash of my ass. I headed out, rushed to my car, and got back on the road with a beautiful tingling sensation still emanating from between my legs.
I found Savannah sitting on the living room couch when I returned. Andrew was seated on the floor in front of her and he was happily administering a foot massage.
“You look like a woman that’s just gotten a good fucking,” Savannah said as I walked in.
I laughed. “That’s precisely what I am. Ethan was spectacular. I feel like I understand why older men can’t help but try and chase younger women. There’s something so nice about fucking someone that’s full of energy and so eager to please.”
“Your cuckold’s been exceptionally eager to please since you left,” Savannah said. “His tongue provided me with two orgasms and he’s been using those talented fingers of his to massage my feet and calves since. It’s quite nice.”
“It seems like we’ve both had an exceptional afternoon,” I noted. “Haven’t we?” I joined Savannah on the couch and looked down at Andrew. “Did you think about me while I was gone?”
“Of course,” he answered.
“I think it helped that I talked about you,” Savannah added.
“Did you?” I asked.
Savannah nodded. “Andrew and I talked about the fact that you left the house to get fucked when he’s got a perfectly fine cock that he could have used to try and satisfy you. He seemed to find it quite arousing that you’d prefer to fuck someone else over him.”
“Is that true?” I asked my husband.
“Yes,” Andrew admitted. “She’s right. It was a massive turn on.”
“Would you fuck me if I let you, Andrew?” I asked.
“Yes,” he said as his fingers moved up Savannah’s calf.
I spread my legs and revealed my lack of panties. “Ethan has my panties,” I said. “He tore them off and tossed them aside before burying his big, young cock in my pussy and I let him keep them after we were done.”
Andrew stared between my legs and Savannah asked, “Does her pussy look beautiful, Andrew? Does it look beautiful after another man’s had his way with her?”
Andrew nodded and Savannah leaned forward, unzipped his pants, and pulled out his cock. She stroked him and he moaned while his gaze remained fixed between my legs.
I reached down and gently slipped two fingers between the folds of my freshly-fucked pussy and asked, “Do you want me, Andrew? Do you want to fuck me? Do you want to fuck your wife after Ethan pounded me so hard?”
Andrew nodded and Savannah stroked him faster as she said, “Beg her for it, Andrew.”
“Please, Lily, I want you,” Andrew said. “I want your pussy. I want to fuck you. Please.”
I pumped my fingers in and out of my slick pussy, generating a wonderfully sloppy wet sound in the process. Savannah jerked Andrew off with great skill and it seemed like he was right on the verge of an orgasm. It struck me as the perfect time to allow him inside me.
“You may fuck me,” I said.
Savannah released his cock and Andrew quickly moved into place and plunged into my pussy. I smiled and lifted my shirt to play with my tits as he watched.
Andrew came in five thrusts. Five thrusts! It wasn’t surprising – he’d been teased for more than an hour, after all – but it was, from a certain perspective, a little bit pathetic.
“I guess it’s a good thing he’s a cuckold,” Savannah said as Andrew continued to moan.
It was perhaps a little bit cruel to tease him right after his orgasm, but I couldn’t resist. “I think so, yes. It’s a good thing he wants to stay a cuckold, too, because after having men like Taylor, Ethan, and Aaron, I’m not sure I could go back to having Andrew be my primary sexual partner. He’s just not good enough, is he? He’s not even close.”
Andrew pulled out and said, “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome, cuckold,” I replied with a smile. “Now, though, you need to clean up your mess.”
Andrew looked down at my pussy and hesitated for a moment before dropping his head between my legs.
“He’s become quite the obedient cuckold,” Savannah noted.
I smiled as Andrew buried his tongue inside me and scooped out his cum without hesitation. “I know. It makes me so much happier than I imagined it would. There’s something so utterly irresistible about his willingness to do whatever I desire and about the freedom I’m given as a result of that.”
“That’s the joy of being married to a cuckold,” Savannah said. “Speaking of freedom, Gary and Aaron are coming back into town this weekend. How would you feel about another double date?”
“I can’t think of anything I’d enjoy more,” I replied.
“Excellent,” Savannah said. “I’ll let Gary know and I’ll make sure they take us somewhere luxurious before we give them what they crave.”
I do enjoy spending a little time in the lap of luxury, so I wasn’t going to argue with the idea of Gary and Aaron going all out to wine and dine us before we fucked.
“Perhaps Andrew will take me shopping so I can buy a new dress for our evening,” I suggested.
“Maybe we can make a double date out of it,” Savannah added. “Our cuckolds could come and help ensure that we look spectacular for the successful men that are going to take their wives out on the town for before spending the night fucking them.”
“How does that sound, Andrew? Would you like to do that as a double date?” I asked.
Andrew looked up, licked his lips clean of his cum and my juices, and said, “That sounds wonderful.”
“It’s a date then,” I replied. “Now finish cleaning me.”
Andrew went back to work and I smiled at Savannah. The upcoming weekend promised to be full of thrills. I’ll be sure to tell you all about it next time.
