How my husband became a cuck - Sex Stories

How my husband became a cuck

... provocative. I’m the one who likes to tease guys. I love the attention. Teasing was fine, he said, but I don’t think he could handle more than that... he likes knowing other guys want me but can't have me.”

Jessica pursed her lips and looked sideways before putting the pipe to her lips. She took a drag and held it while holding the pipe out to me. While I took a hit, she exhaled a cloud of perfumed smoke and said, “Maybe he’s a voyeur and this vacation is pushing him to the next level.”

I thought I knew what she was talking about, but I didn’t want to believe it. “Next level? What do you mean?”

“Maybe he wants to watch you get it on with another guy before he fucks you.”

The way she said it. It was so clinical that I couldn’t just dismiss it as a cannabis clouded philosophical question that you come up with when you’re totally baked. I wasn’t high enough to deal with a concept like this with a girl I’d known for only four days. I wasn’t angry. In fact, I was kind of curious.

Jessica interrupted my introspection. “I’m going to check out the shops on the boardwalk. You want to come?”

“Nah, I’m kind of baked. I’m going to crawl into bed and see if I can wake up Jeremy.” I laughed and went into our bedroom as she left.

I found Jeremy asleep on the bed, so I stripped and cuddled up to him while considering what Jessica said. I felt a pang of guilt because, maybe, I had turned my wonderful, rugged, country hillbilly into a creeper peeper. The thought of him ...

... watching me tease men sent a heat bloom through my pussy and I put my thigh over his body to rub it against his hard muscles.

He woke up from my movements and said, “Hey baby. Feeling lonely?” He smiled and his pretty blue eyes sparkled while he rubbed my bottom.

He was still half asleep, so I cooed in his ear, “I was just thinking of this guy I teased mercilessly last night. He was so horny when I left the club and I never even talked to him. I was tempted to crawl into your little sound booth and get some weenie before coming home.” I giggled and rubbed my pussy against him harder.

Jeremy kissed me and held me closer so I could feel his hard dick. “What would you do if Ted accidentally saw us fucking? Would that turn you on? Would you stop?”, he asked while sliding his finger into my bottom.

“You dirty birdie.”, I said as I freed his engorged cock from his boxers. I went down on him and in moments he had me on my back making furious, hungry love to me and he drove his pelvis into my pussy and moved is hips around while he grunted. He never grunted or fucked me like this and it made me come with an orgasm that seemed to last forever. I locked my ankles behind him and screamed while he continued to pound into me for a few minutes before he stiffened up, deep inside of me signaling his finally emptying his balls into my insides.

He rolled off me and wordlessly fell asleep, but my climax continued for a few minutes while I lay beside him. So, I snuggled up to him ...