Finn BBC Cuck Pt. 01 - Sex Stories

Finn BBC Cuck Pt. 01

... at Sini, a restlessness that she couldn't explain. But now, after seeing Arja and Davu consumed by lust and raw sex, it opened her eyes. She was 41, and her husband was 45, but what did they have to show for all the years? Was that all there was to life. Food on the table and a warm bed to sleep on at night?

They say you can't take it with you, and Sini was coming to the realization that life is about the experiences, and she couldn't help feeling her list of life changing experiences was woefully lacking. 19 years walking into the same workplace and sitting at the same desk, crunching the same numbers over and over again ad nauseum. She drove the same car every day and came home to the same house and slept in the same bed every night. She came home to the same husband every night.

Just then, someone came in the front door.

"Jari, is that you?" Sini called out.

"Aye," he answered in a slurred voice. He stumbled in the bedroom and fell on the bed.

She tried to tell herself that there was a difference between love and lust, and that she loved Jari, even if he didn't excite her into lust anymore.

She told herself she should be thankful for the blessings in her life. How many of her girlfriends wished their husband was more like Jari? Whereas their husbands had gone soft in the middle or were balding, Jari still cut a tall, fit figure, and his dark hair was full and wavy with only a few grey strands beginning to creep in.

Lust is just a schoolgirl ...

... fantasy, Sini reasoned. It's a candle that burns bright and quickly burns out. Love is more like a flame... smoldering, warm and comforting. Still, she fondly remembered the early days of their romance and the butterflies that fluttered the first time he took her hand in his. The first kiss. The first time they made love.

Sini felt guilty, realizing she was only concerned with her own needs. She wondered how Jari felt about her.

"Jari," she whispered as she rolled over on the bed and snuggled next to him.

"What is it, woman?" he answered groggily.

"Do you still love me?"

"What kind of daft question is that?" he complained.

"Do you still want me? Do you still lust for me?" she asked as her hands reached inside his pants.

His eyes shot wide open. His cock was gummy in her hands, but he quickly stiffened.

"Sini, what has gotten into you?"

"Nothing, I just want you to get into me," she suggestively proposed.

Soon they were kissing and clothing was quickly shed. She tasted the Sahti still on his breath. She inhaled the scent of beer and cigarettes from his hair.

Jari roared to life and climbed on top of his wife. She spread her legs and let him slide between her and eagerly awaited him to enter her. She looked in his eyes as his cock parted her lips.

"What is wrong?" he asked, concerned.

Sini tried to smile, but she couldn't hide the disappointment. Davu's cock was still on her mind. It had fueled her lust, prompting her to initiate sex with her ...