Rosie Helps Wendy - Sex Stories

Rosie Helps Wendy

... fucking me this Friday. He even said that you expect to watch it happen, too. I can’t believe you made him turn around so completely. Yes, I couldn’t say anything, but this is what I wanted.

He said he knows that from now on, it’s up to me who I fuck. He’s completely capitulated. That's what you said I should want. He’s giving me carte blanc to anyone, anyway and anywhere. I think he said he doesn’t expect to watch all the time.

I sent a text back.

I think congratulations are in order. This is what you wanted to happen, even though you weren’t able to actually say it to me. Enjoy your new freedom!

With my help, Wendy set it up to happen in their house in their bed. Jay and I could watch the first time, but then we’d leave the two lovers with some privacy. I’d leave, and he’d retire to the guest bedroom and leave them to fuck till morning.

When I got there, Wendy and Jay were waiting for Greg. We were waiting for Greg to come and consummate Jay’s cuckolding. It was almost as exciting as when I first cuckolded Jason. Here, I was responsible for helping it happen. Just like with Olivia and Brooklyn, except this time I was watching when it happened.

I’m going to be able to see Jay as Greg’s cock’s penetrating her for the first time. Watching Jay while he’s cuckolded, while Wendy comes with another man. It’s going to be breathtaking to see Jay's reaction as Greg cums in her.

There’s a knock on their front door, and Wendy sent Jay to answer it. Greg came in ...

... with a smile on his face—not a smirk, but still a smile that demonstrated his sense of superiority. We all knew that it was because he was going to fuck Jay’s wife, especially Jay.

Wendy was uncomfortable at first; she was tentative with him, not sure how to start. Greg was a lot more assertive; he started by going past Jay to Wendy and kissing her. “I’ve wanted to do that for a long time.” He said, “I can kiss you and a lot more, Wendy. You’re not going to regret this.” He kissed her a second time, and I could see she responded, at least a little. He turned to Jay and said to him, “You invited me here, Jay; tell us why you did. I want you to say it again, in front of Wendy, “ He paused and looked at me, and then continued, “And Rosie, isn’t it?”

He continued, “Say it in front of us: why do you want me here tonight?"

I wasn’t sure that Jay could or would answer. He struggled a bit but finally said, “Uh, Greg, I invited you here." He was struggling to get it out. “Greg, I want you to fuck Wendy. Please, ah, fuck her; I want to watch while you do it. Hell, Greg, I want to see you cuckold me. Fuck my wife. I want you to fuck Wendy.”

Greg turned to Wendy and said, “And you, Wendy, why do you want me here?”

He kissed her as he finished talking, taking possession of her mouth. Then his hands touched her tits, and he waited for her to answer.

This was perfect—better than I’d imagined. He was making them both submit to him. Make them both say they want him to fuck ...