Gerard and Caitlyn hit it off at first sight. Gerard was a tall grad student, and Caitlyn was nearly a foot shorter in stature, both attending the same college. Later, they considered their chance meeting the luckiest thing that had ever happened to either of them. They were drawn to each other and, at first, had the requisite discussions about college classes and majors. After a few days of increasingly sexually charged small talk, Gerard finally took Caitlyn into an empty classroom to have some more privacy and talk on a, shall we say, more profound level, and their first official date was set for later that night.
Their first date didn't happen until the next day, not because it was canceled, but because when Gerard went to pick up Caitlyn, he saw her wearing the skimpiest outfit she could find with an ultra-short skirt that didn't even cover her ass. Gerard's cock strained his pants, which Caitlyn noticed immediately. She gave a not-so-subtle signal of her intentions by licking her lips as she stared at the bulge in her earlier that day and dragged him back into her bedroom. Once Gerard snapped out of his stupor, he was an animal marking his territory, not allowing Caitlyn out of her bed until he had marked her with his cum in each of her holes. After that experience, Gerard teased her by telling her she thought with her pussy, unlike any girl he had known before. He was correct, but not in the way he thought. Caitlyn wasn't a slut; she didn't usually sleep with a man so quickly after meeting him and had a minimal amount of previous partners. She wasn't the reserved intellectual that Gerard was, being more outgoing in general, but she still enjoyed their sometimes intense conversations on various topics. There was something about Gerard that drew her to him, something that made her pussy scream for her to get pregnant by him as soon as possible. It was more than a feeling; it was a need, and at times, it drowned out all rational thought.
Their relationship blossomed, and unlike most romances that fizzle after about a year, theirs kept going strong. One thing Caitlyn loved Gerard for was his tendency to fuck her wherever, whenever, and however he wanted. It didn't matter if she was sleeping, cooking, gardening, talking on the phone, or doing anything else. Caitlyn loved the tenderness he showed in bed when the mood was right, but she also loved the feeling of being used as his cum receptacle. She felt proud and happy as he stuffed his cock in any one of her holes mere seconds after taking one look at her sexy body. She cherished each thrust he made in her throat, ass, or pussy as Gerard told her how he couldn't resist her, how lucky he was, how she was his and his alone, and how he needed to dump his cum in her. All women want to feel owned and protected, whether they admit it or not. There was no way she would ever let her man go.
They were by all accounts a well-matched couple and were eventually married, to no great surprise to anyone who even knew them. They stayed together through the years, started a small family in their little love nest, and had a little girl named Ava. Gerard had always been such a devoted husband, and Caitlyn knew she could depend on his fidelity. It wasn't just his vows that kept him in line; he wasn't the kind of man who slept around. He would never have sex with a woman he didn't love. Gerard had the kind of devotion that women are taught to seek and cherish from the time they first learn about relationships. It was a security that most wives could only yearn for.
However, Caitlyn saw her husband's faithfulness as his only flaw. Unlike most women, she wanted her husband to stick his beautiful cock into other pussies. She didn't realize this about herself until she noticed Gerard checking out the babysitter's ass one day as she bent over. She thought of what her husband might do to her, how he might hold her down, and saw his magnificent cock in and out of her cunt. She imagined walking in on her husband face-fucking the high-schooler as she laid on her back with her head hanging over the side, happily taking the throat fucking as Caitlyn did so often.
Caitlyn exited her fantasy world just in time as the babysitter asked for payment for her night's work. She felt lucky that nobody could see her hand, which had made its way down to massage her clit, as she stood behind the kitchen counter. Before her husband fucked her that night, Caitlyn asked him questions about how attractive he thought the babysitter was. As he fucked her, she hoped he was imagining fucking that tight teen body, just like she was.
Caitlyn came over and over that night. Thoughts of her husband fucking the babysitter would not leave her mind. Usually, her husband fucked her awake from a deep sleep at least once per week, but that night she was the one who interrupted his dreams by sucking him hard and then bouncing on his cock, screaming like a banshee. She couldn't tell him what she wanted, could she? No, that would be silly. It's something that will pass, an infatuation that will die down after just one more orgasm...
However, Caitlyn was utterly wrong. Months went by, then years, and she imagined her husband fucking hundreds of other women. She thought something was wrong with her. She had her perfect man and wanted to see him flirting, kissing, fucking, and dominating another woman. Instead of making her jealous, as other women might be, her thoughts instead made her wet. She wanted another woman to feel what it was like to be filled by her husband, to have his seed fill and cover them. He promised her his seed and told her it was what made her his property. Every drop should be for her, but she ached to see it stolen from her. She couldn't explain why, but the thought of her husband's cock sinking into another woman's holes always made her drenched. She was sure that if she saw another woman's head bobbing on his lap or his big dick sinking slowly into another woman's pussy or ass, the sight would be so beautiful that she would cum without even touching herself.
Caitlyn had developed a taste for her husband's semen a long time ago, which is no surprise after drinking it daily, and she had also started imagining what it would be like cleaning up after any adulterous encounters. While her husband was at work, she writhed on the bed furiously, frigging her cunt as she yearned to lick up her husband's cum wherever it went: down a leg, on a face, deep inside a prime, tight pussy...
Caitlyn had thoughts and feelings she didn't know what to do with, and she knew if she told others, they'd say to her something was wrong with her. She wanted to feel denigrated, cheated on, and like somebody was trying to steal her husband away. Caitlyn wanted her husband to come home one day, stick his cock in her face, and tell her to use her tongue to clean off his lover's juices. Every single time she came home, she hoped to hear the sound of another woman moaning as his cock entered her or gagging as he shoved his cock down her throat. She wanted to find lipstick on his collar, answer the phone to mysterious callers who hung up when she answered, and smell strange pussy on his breath.
Caitlyn decided she'd probe his thoughts a little, see how he reacts to simple fantasies. One night, they were on the couch when a movie starring Jessica Alba appeared on the screen.
"She's really hot, isn't she?" Caitlyn asked.
Gerard thought this was the typical "no-win" question that women commonly asked and tensed up a little. Caitlyn could sense it. "You're all I'll ever need," he replied.
Caitlyn moved her hand down to his crotch and kept talking softly.
"But you'd fuck her, right? I mean, if you got the opportunity?"
"Caitlyn..."
Her dainty hand squeezed him through his pants.
"It's OK, you know, you can find other women attractive. You don't have to tell little white lies. This guy tells me the truth every time." Caitlyn squeezed some more, then traced her finger up and down as Gerard's cock hardened.
"I'd never... oh babe, I'd never cheat on you," Gerard said.
Caitlyn's heart sank a little, but she didn't give up.
"You're telling me if Jessica Alba came in this house right now and said you could fuck her, you'd deny her?" Caitlyn unbuttoned his fly.
Gerard labored out the reply, "Don't ask me that..."
