The short synopsis of this story to date is included below, but reading the previous chapters may help. Also, in this chapter, I explore something that was recommended by a reviewer.
This is the continuing story of a cuckquean, my wife, Ann. She had been reading cuckold stories on line and decided that she was a cuckquean, a kind of female cuckold. This was based on how enthralled and excited she became by imagining me having sex with other women. I was shocked, but she pursued it. She didn't show any tendencies toward the humiliation or denial part, but loved knowing I was having sex with other women. Apparently, this started with some voyeuristic tendencies about watching someone she was involved with have sex with another woman when she was in college and now she got off on thinking I was having sex with other women. I didn't understand it, but she pursued it and I started doing so. I had now fucked five women and gotten a blowjob at my desk, which was a fantasy I had shared with her. Each time we did something like this, Ann's libido really got stimulated and we had sex every day, kids allowing. Once we got a few days away from these events, her libido would return to her only wanting sex once a week, although I could get her excited just talking about it.
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After my modeling session, Ann and I played together almost every night for a week after the kids went to bed. She was insatiable. She had been able to watch me fuck Jessica and this had really fed her voyeuristic and cuckquean streak. I was letting things cool down a little before we tried something else, thinking that things had progressed pretty far and I was not sure we really needed it to continue. I thought it best to not try to be too obvious so that there were no problems with anyone who knew us. After all that, however, circumstances intervened.
The next weekend, Katherine, whom everyone just called K, called and said she was going to be in town for work the next week and then wanted to know if we could get together on Friday night. She worked at one of our other business locations and I had fucked her one morning in my hotel room. She had spoken to Ann on the phone, albeit reluctantly, during that (see Chapter 4). She now wanted a return engagement. I asked her why.
"Well, you are a sure thing, you're clean, and I can walk away afterwards without any problems. I don't have any steady boyfriend prospects, so this is my best option to get laid."
"K, you could walk into any bar and get laid." I knew from a discussion I had had with her that night when she got drunk that she didn't feel attractive compared to the busty bitch in her office out there. That woman was always reminding K that she was not as well built as her and whenever K broke up with someone that bitch tried to go after and fuck her ex. But I disagreed completely with that woman and K. I thought K was better looking than that in your face busty bitch. Her attitude was a turn off. K, on the other hand, had a little shyness about her and was tiny and petite. She was a very attractive package.
"Maybe, but the odds of getting someone who will take care of me first are low. This way I have a known quantity."
"You make it sound so scientific."
"Well, it kind of is."
"Okay, where are they putting you for your work?"
"On the second floor, in Karen Stevens's area."
"Okay. I'll find you and we can make the arrangements when you figure out your hours."
"Okay, good. I'll see you next week."
"Yes, you will."
I hung up and told Ann about the conversation. She stared at me. I was concerned by that. "What is it? Are you having second thoughts? Do you want me to stop?"
"No, no second thoughts." She moved over to stand next to me and put her hand on my shoulder. She was trembling a little. I looked up at her concerned, but she allayed those immediately. "Do you think you could arrange for her to let me watch? I mean so that I am in the room and I can move around and watch you two have sex? I want to be right there and watch everything."
I looked at Ann. "Uh, sure, I can talk to her. Are you sure about this?"
She took my hand and ran it up the skirt she was wearing. Her pussy was uncovered, available, and wet. "What do you think?"
Wow, just telling Ann about K again had gotten her motor running. I pushed a finger into her pussy, eliciting a moan. "I think my wife needs a good, hard fucking."
She turned her head toward the stairs. "The kids are upstairs, so maybe later." It was late Sunday afternoon and the kids were enjoying a movie.
I teased her a little more and then withdrew my finger. I wanted to keep her on edge though, so for the next couple of hours, whenever we had a free moment I would run my hand up her leg to her pussy and just lightly touch it while I whispered in her ear that I was going to fuck K in our bed while she watched. By the time the kids were in bed, she was manic.
As soon as they were in their rooms for the night, Ann drug me to our bedroom, ripped off her clothes, bent over the edge of the bed, and told me to fuck her hard.
I leaned over her back and lightly stroked her pussy. "You meant to say 'Please', didn't you?" I smacked her lightly on the ass when I finished asking.
"Yes, please, honey, can you fuck me hard now?" She was practically panting.
I loved how much more open she was with her body and her language now that we had aired out and even acted out most of our fantasies. I rubbed her pussy some more, inserting two fingers into a very wet, very hot hole. "Can you see it? Can you see me fucking K on this bed while you sit next to her and watch? Maybe you'll masturbate for us while we watch you, too."
Ann groaned. "Honey, please." She arched her back as I continued to plunge two fingers into her.
I pulled my fingers out and used them to circle her clit. "Promise me you'll lie on the bed next to us and masturbate for us."
"I don't know if I can."
I stopped rubbing her pussy. "Promise me."
"Okay, yes, damn you, I'll do it, only if you make me cum soon."
I bent over behind her and put my tongue flat against her pussy. I could hear her sharp intake of breath. Then I ran it up through her gash and over her asshole. She was breathing heavily now, so I dropped my pants and freed my dick. I was hard as a rock since teasing her turned me on.
I put my cock up against her pussy and she started pushing back. I let her. She started getting my cock into her and I pushed forward hard and rammed it home. She groaned and arched her back.
"Rub your clit." I told her as I grabbed her hips and fucked her hard. She did. It was only about 60 seconds later that she started cumming, shaking and jerking around under me until she almost collapsed forward onto the bed. I held her up for a few seconds, but then decided against it.
I let Ann drop forward onto the bed, my wet cock coming out of her. She lay there panting.
"Shit! I really needed that." She turned over and opened her legs. "Fuck me hard until you cum, baby."
I looked down at her. My wife was still very beautiful and I loved her. I was amazed at where we had gone with our sex life, but I still wanted to fuck her most of all. I pulled her towards me so I could remain standing. She grinned.
"Fuck me, John. Fuck me like you fucked K, and Karen, and Jessica, and Anita."
"You're right. I fucked them. I fucked them hard. I usually make love to my wife, but it appears that you just want to be fucked now, huh?"
"Yes, please."