Second Session With A Cuckqueen's Husband

Second session with a cuckqueen's husband

Saturday evening was the second time I met a married couple, where the wife watched as her husband fucked me in their bedroom. I'm starting to really like this dynamic, and my own husband more than approves.

Once again, we had no one to babysit, so my husband would stay at home as I went to visit this couple. While we both very much prefer that he be present during such encounters, the other wife was more than willing to share pics of what was transpiring between me and her man. And, given how ravenous he was when I returned home from the last visit to this couple, I knew we'd both relish this experience again.

I headed over to their place around 7p. They have teenagers living at home, so they had their own very strict time window, where anything that did happen would have to wrap up by 11pm. I wore a simple top but some of my best, tight, butt-hugging jeans. I remember him groping me through my jeans and admiring my ass in them before, so I thought he'd appreciate these.

I rang their doorbell, and was greeted by the wife. She warmly hugged me in their foyer, and genuinely seemed happy and enjoying my presence. It made the strangeness - me there to fuck her husband - so much more comfortable. I've often worried about married men cheating on their wives with me, and this made it all the more "natural."

She took me straight to their bedroom, their master suite where she last watched me have sex with her husband. He was there, in robe clearly with nothing else on, with wine chilling on their corner table. We said our hellos, and he poured all 3 of us a glass. Pinot Grigio.

He and I sat on the side of the bed, drinking our wine and chatting about our lives, his free hand wrapped around me, cupping my ass. We started kissing more intently, and his wife got up to take our glasses. He laid me down, still clothed, his robe coming open to press his body against me.

We preceded to kiss for a looong time, him on top of me, finally unbuttoning my jeans. After making out for so long, his fingers found just how soaked my panties really were. I think this long seduction was clearly for his wife's eyes: she was at a chair by the side table, touching herself everywhere.

Getting naked, he began to fuck me missionary, slowly, lovingly. Every moan I made was covered by his kiss, tongue stabbing into my mouth as his cock slid steadily into my pussy.

I came, which caused his own orgasm, his cock buried as deep in me as possible. When he pulled out, rather than being "done" we laid there, exhausted.

After a bit of pillow talk, his wife came to the bed. This surprised me, since she had been very quiet until I left before. He tensed and pulled me close as his wife went down on him, eventually getting him hard. This was my cue: I got up and replaced her mouth with my pussy, riding him, my tits hanging in front of his face. I rode him with intensity, wanting his ejaculate to flood me again, in front of his wife. And, as he came, I looked back to lock eyes with his wife, happy to have taken her husband's seed into me.

I didn't have a lot of time before the deadline to leave came, but, as before, I saw my way out, letting husband and wife to their evening.

Shall I post more about what happened when I returned, filled twice by another man, to my own husband?