Changes. We all have experienced changes in our lives. Some good, others not so good. Those changes can be unwelcomed challenges or challenges that offer us a chance to be more than we ever thought we could be. Changes that allow us to accomplish what we once thought impossible. The sharp sting of a man's hand on my bottom as a reprimand, an admonishment for an indiscretion was a catalyst for me to change. I accepted the challenge, grateful for the opportunity.
I had never heard anything like it. Yeah, I've watched porn flix and none of them could match the raw intensity of Cindy and Keith's first fuck.
My wife moaned and groaned as Keith fucked her through multiple orgasms. He turned her on her side and brought one of her legs to his shoulder and simultaneously fucked and spanked my wife. He used her, treated her roughly, which was something I never did.
They cursed each other; Cindy calling him a big, dicked motherfucker and Keith telling my wife she was his bitch and his slut.
My hand found my erection and knowing better than to cum without permission, I stroked myself stopping just short of climaxing.
Cindy was wailing as Keith grunted and through gritted teeth told her he was cumming. "Going to fuck a baby up in this tight cunt," he swore as his back stiffened. One last long thrust, and my man held his cock deep in my wife and lay there panting.
Hearing him promising to knock her up worried me, but I could not dispute that theirs was a performance for the ages.
I won't go into detail about me doing what came next. Suffice to say that I was granted a second helping of Keith's sperm. Tasting my wife on his cock as I cleaned him made me feel as though I was part and parcel to their fucking.
An hour later, Cindy and I ushered Keith out to door. We were both too tired to talk about the night's events and agreed to discuss our thoughts in the morning.
I took inventory of my feelings as I made coffee the following morning. "I'm his cock sucker now," I thought as I sat naked at the kitchen table. Just the thought of what I'd done, how far I had journeyed, how I loved sucking my man's cock made me hard.
I heard the toilet flush and knew Cin would be joining me soon. I poured her a cup of coffee and set it on the table across from me.
"Morning, cock sucker," she grinned.
"Good morning, slut," I retorted. "How'd you sleep?"
"Like the dead, baby. Like the dead," she smiled and yawned.
"Was it everything you thought it would be," I asked her.
"By everything, do you mean you sucking his cock or him fucking me?"
"Both."
Cindy reached for my hand and held it. "johnnie, my love. Watching you with your man was beautiful. I never saw anything like it. I loved it and thank you for doing that for me."
I blushed. "Yeah but you know it wasn't solely for you."
"I know baby. I could see it in your eyes that you loved it. You loved having his cock in your mouth."
"And you liked it in your pussy," I countered accusingly.
She let go of my hand. "Hold up, now. Yes. I liked feeling his cock in me. So what? Are you jealous?"
It was clear that we both harbored a little guilt about the previous night's adventures. Talking about it was necessary but we had to be careful not to lay blame of infidelity on each other. It was, after all, a mutual decision that Cindy and I made for us both to enjoy Keith's cock.
It was my turn to take her hand to reassure her. "Not at all. I swear. But, if we're being honest with each other, I'm worried about losing you or Keith telling you not to have sex with me anymore."
"Oh, johnnie. Nothing could be further from the truth. I have no desire to lose the best husband a woman could want. Furthermore, Keith can't tell me what to do or not to do. You and I will never stop making love."
I was very much relieved to hear that. Sure, I still wanted to be with Keith but as I said before, I didn't want to lose my wife.
"We're in dangerous territory, Cin. Couples have been known to break up when they introduce someone else into their marriage like we have. What should we do moving forward, I mean, so our marriage survives?"
"Good question. I'll be honest with you. I don't know. Keith gave me a great fuck last night, babe. But it was a fuck. You make love to me and that is special. Know that I never want to lose you or that. But..."
"But you want that fuck too," I said interrupting her.
"And you want to suck his cock," she spat.
"Whoa, hold up. You misunderstood me. This discussion is getting out of hand. I didn't accuse you. I completely understand why you'd want Keith to fuck you again. I saw what he did and how rough he treated you. And I also saw how much you responded to it. You know I'm not like that. Yes, we make love and then there are those times when after our story time, you ride me until you're satisfied. But I'm not Keith and I just don't want to spank you, toss you into different positions, call you a bitch and a slut."
Cindy shivered at the memory. "Baby, it's different with him, that's obvious. But sex with him isn't better. It's just different. I get love from you, and he uses me, kind of how he uses you. But if you're hurt or worried, I won't let him fuck me again."
"No," I said quickly. "That's not what I want. You need what he does for you just as I need what he does for me. We just have to be careful with our emotions. And let me add, watching the two of you was wild. I mean it. You two were so damned sexy together, the way he fucked you. And that I was included at the end, well, I felt like I was part of it."
"You were part of it, johnnie. Had you never agreed to jack him off in the first place, none of this would have happened." After a thoughtful pause, my wife brightened up. "So, I guess it's settled then," Cin said taking my hand again. "You can still be Keith's cock sucker and I'll be his slut. But I guarantee you he'll never make me to stop loving you and I'll never stop having sex with you."
"I can tell you this, as embarrassing as it is for me. I like sucking Keith's cock. When he calls me boy, the way he just dominates me, I never knew it could be like it is. I used to think it was gay but now, not so much. His dominance makes it okay for me, in my mind at least to suck him. Without that, I don't know if I could actually do it. What made it better the second time, I could taste you on his cock. I loved it."
We talked about how exciting it was, after admitting to each other that neither of us wanted to stop the affair. Cindy asked me about how serious I was about becoming sexier for my man. I confessed that having seen how sexy she dressed for him and Keith's reaction; I envied her. "I wish I could wear sexy things for him like you did."
"Well, Keith did tell you he'd like you to take it further. Do you want me to ask him if he was serious or just playing mind games with you again?"
I had to think about that. Wearing women's clothes for Keith would be strange but a good strange if there is such a thing.
"What do you think, Cin? Me crossdressing wouldn't disgust you?"
