Over the next couple of weeks, to the outside world our normal married life continued as it had done for years. I would get up and go to work, Lou would go for a swim before going to work as a health visitor. We would visit the kids, go to shows, socialise with friends. All the normal things that a happily married couple does.
Behind the closed doors of our house though, things were anything but normal! We were like teenagers again! We were insatiable. Sex was now on the table (not just the table either!), not just gentle lovemaking – animalistic fucking!
Other things had changed with this too. By then she was becoming much more confident, not just in the bedroom either. She had started wearing tighter, lower-cut tops, showing off her magnificent cleavage, and shorter skirts to show more leg. Something I’d been trying to persuade her to do for years.
Foreplay was evolving too. New toys had arrived… including Lou’s long-wanted nipple clamps, which she wore as a special treat! She had even worn them to work once, but by lunchtime had had to remove them as she was having difficulty concentrating on her work.
My wife had also ordered more clothing for the bedroom. She had bought herself a body harness after seeing one advertised online. She looked amazing when she paraded herself when it arrived, and even better as I fucked her that night!
Every week or so, “gifts” from Lucy would arrive. A couple of photos here or there, the occasional film. She continued to masturbate in her husband’s church but was now doing it in other places also: their garden, her car, and in one memorable instance on the local railway platform.
We would receive one of her little films and race to our bedroom. Lou took to casting it to our TV. She would get wet and start fingering herself while watching them, often trying to copy what Lucy was doing. I would lie there, stroking myself, watching Lucy and lusting after her perfect tits, wanting to sink myself into her wet little hole.
But I would also be observing Lou fingering herself in time with what was going on on the screen. Panting as she rubbed her clit, pinching her nipples so hard she gasped. She was really getting off on watching these little pornographic blockbusters that Lucy was gifting us. For the first time in our married life she was watching and enjoying pornos!
After watching one of her short films or looking at Lucy’s new pictures, sex inevitably would follow. I would talk about what Lucy had been doing to herself while playing with Lou’s body. I would feel her muscles clamp around my fingers as I described Lucy’s smooth cunt. I’d ask her to imagine what it must be like to suck her nipples before biting hers, or what she thought Lucy tasted like. I would get her to stare at Lucy as I entered her, telling her that she was watching us.
Sometimes the sex was brutal and brief, other times it would feel like a marathon.
But since that first night Lou had really gotten into me cumming on her; her tits, her arse, her face. She didn’t care, she loved it. After I had come on her, she would rub it into her skin, as well as licking it off her fingers. Invariably she would want pictures sent to Lucy of the aftermath, of her cum-covered body or her licking cum off her fingers.
Sometimes we sent Lucy a video of my dick cumming on her face as Lou pumped me. Nothing seemed to be off limits now. Lou even started sending Lucy voice notes of her cumming – just the audio.
We would always get responses back from Lucy: breathless voice notes, photos of erect nipples… it seemed she too was liking this new arrangement.
We really didn’t have a clue where this was going, but we were both enjoying it and really getting off on it.
We were still the same loving couple we had always been, and happier than ever. I remember visiting Lou’s parents and her mother remarked on how happy we looked. If only she knew!
Lou had also embraced a more dominant side to her, especially if she was wearing her body harness. She’d use a Fleshlight on me to get me good and hard, or put a cock ring on me and suck me off. Quite often she would follow this up by climbing on my face and grinding herself on my tongue, coating me with her juices while wanking me off.
She would also use one of her new toys whilst riding my face. A particular favourite of hers was a new wand. She would cum over and over, all the while stopping me from cumming numerous times.
But she also enjoyed being dominated. She loved me being forceful and fucking her from behind over the sofa, my desk, her dressing table – anything really. She liked being taken by surprise, being taken hard and rough. She really got off on me tying her hands behind her back and doing what I wanted to her.
Often I would fuck her and after the first spurt of cum had hit her insides I would pull out and cum on her cunt or her arse. I would follow this up with putting my dick in her mouth to lick our combined juices off.
One thing Lou had always told me was she never touched herself apart from when she was with me. I didn’t always believe her. It turned out it was true, until that Saturday morning.
I had been working away for the week and wasn’t expecting to get home until Saturday afternoon. That was the first time since Lucy’s shenanigans had started that I had been away. During the week, when chatting on the phone, the conversation would often turn to sex. Lou was adamant there was to be no cumming while we were apart, no wanking; she had insisted on it.
So every evening we would have some sort of semi-phone sex before a hurried and breathless “love you”, followed by a cold shower and lengths in the hotel pool.
By Friday I was gagging for her! It was in the pool that I decided I would head home early the next morning.
I arrived home at just after seven on a bright summer morning. I opened the door quietly, as it was early and Lou loves to have a lie-in. As I walked into the hall, on the floor was one of my football shirts that she often wore to bed when I was away from home. At the bottom of the stairs I found a pair of her knickers. Picking them up, I could smell her scent of arousal. When I touched the crotch, they were damp and warm.
I went to call out to say I was home, but something made me hold my tongue. From upstairs I could hear that oh so familiar sound of an aroused Lou.
I wasn’t sure what I would find as I slowly crept up the stairs. Through the house I moved until I was outside the open bedroom door. Without entering the room I could tell that the curtains were open, and from where I stood I could see that she was not in our bed. All the while I could hear unmistakable sounds of sexual activity, moans and whimpers that I was so accustomed to. I was also aware that I was getting hard, my penis pointing the way through the shorts that I was wearing.
I slowly peeked around the door and looked into our bedroom. At the far end of the room was a floor-to-ceiling window that overlooks our garden, and on the floor in front of it was Lou, lying spread-eagled and naked on her back, plunging a flesh-coloured dildo into her pussy with both hands. Clearly in a world of her own, she had no idea I was there as her eyes were screwed shut. I pulled my phone out and started to record what she was doing.
Her nipples were rock hard, like two small pebbles, and there was the sloshing sound of her wet cunt. She sounded very close to cumming. Her back kept arching off the cushion, her breathing a mixture of grunts, growls, and sudden shouts.
“Fuck, fuck, God that’s it, fuck me, fuuuccckkk, you fucking love it, God yes, God yes.”
The speed that she was pushing the dildo inside herself was getting faster and faster and harder and harder. Occasionally she made a grab for her breast, twisting and pulling her nipple. Suddenly, without warning, she pulled the dildo out of her cunt and rubbed it between her breasts, and then shoved it in her mouth, deep-throating it before ramming it back inside her cunt.
I set my phone down and quietly undressed, all the while watching intently as she fucked herself. Naked, I started stroking myself, a drop of clear pre-cum already glistening on the tip of my cock.
It was at that moment that she came and (as far as I then knew, for the first time) she squirted on the floor, screaming out. Her arse and pelvis spasmed up and down, her body convulsing as her legs shook. She had let go of the dildo, which was still embedded in her cunt, and with one hand was holding her right breast, as if trying to gain comfort, while the other rubbed her pussy furiously.
It was at that point that I decided to let myself be known.
“I thought we said no wanking?”
Her eyes flew open… busted! I crossed the room in a couple of strides and lifted her up off the floor. Her eyes were wide open in shock; she tried to say something, but she was still quivering from her orgasm and, of course, she still had that dildo inside her.
I forcibly spun her around and bent her over the bed. Pulling the dildo out, she groaned; it was a sound that I would describe as a mixture of pleasure and almost disappointment! I pushed it towards her mouth, which she opened willingly, devouring the dildo greedily. I pushed myself into her from behind; Lou arched her back and I grabbed a handful of hair while pumping into her.
The combination of being sexually frustrated all week, watching an impromptu morning sex show, fucking her while she deep-throated a dildo, and the gagging noises she made as I plunged into her—it was only a matter of a few strokes before I felt my balls tighten and I knew I was going to cum. I pulled out and climaxed all over her arse as Lou orgasmed again.
We flopped onto the bed, and I looked at Lou. A combination of saliva and her own juices was dribbling down her chin, my cum leaking from her pussy and running down her back.
“Well, that was a pleasant return home! I thought you told me you never touched yourself when I’m not with you? What the hell was that all about?”
Lou started to look panicky, and then the truth started to tumble out.
“I don’t! I don’t! But last night I went swimming with Polly. We had to share a cubicle, and she made a move on me in the changing room!”
What?? I could not believe this. Polly is an uptight school teacher, one of Lou’s friends, definitely not mine! There is nothing much about her, certainly nothing that would have made me think she would make a move on my wife. She was always complaining to Lou about her lazy husband, but this was so out of character for her.
“We had to share a cubicle,” Lou told me again, slowly getting her breath back after her already energetic morning. “While we were changing, Lucy sent me some of her photos, and Polly saw them. She asked me why she was sending me these obscene pictures. And then,before I could answer, she asked me if I was having an affair with her.”
At this moment I laughed. Obviously Polly didn’t know what was going on between the three of us, and that was none of her business.
Lou looked at me and chucked the dildo that until recently had been inside her at me, hitting me on the shoulder. I could still feel the warmth and wetness of Lou on it. While she had been telling her story, she had been absentmindedly playing with it.
Lou continued, staring at the ceiling while telling her story. “I said no, it’s not like that. I didn’t know what I was going to say next. But it was at that moment that Polly leant down and sucked my nipple and cupped my pussy. Her middle finger grazed my clit, making it hard. I was instantly wet! I couldn’t help it, I had been horny all week. I moaned. I was so surprised and shocked… but also so aroused. She must have felt how wet it made me.”
I had to admit this sudden revelation surprised me. I would never have thought Polly had the courage to do that, let alone in the changing room of a public pool.
“OK, so what happened next? I’m guessing she didn’t push you back against the wall and fingerbang you there and then? You didn’t bring her back here to stay the night?”
“Fuck no!” she said in a raised voice. “If I am fucking any woman, it will be Lucy first….”
“Really?”
Lou looked sheepishly at me and then gave a shy smile. It was the first time she had admitted that she would have sex with another woman. I also noticed that Lou had started absentmindedly rubbing her slit, just gently moving her index finger up and down her still-wet pussy.
“Besides, as soon as she touched my pussy, she pulled away and started to cry. I said to her, ‘What the fuck are you doing?’ But as I looked at her, her nipples were hardening. I asked her if this was turning her on. Was me shouting at her making her horny? She couldn’t look at me. We dressed in silence, and we went our separate ways.”
I was shocked. “That’s what turned you on? That’s why you were lying on the floor fucking yourself senseless?”
“Nope, well yes, but there was more. She messaged me later last night.”
Lou stood up and got her phone. Overnight Polly had repeatedly messaged Lou, telling her that she was turned on by seeing those photos but also by sharing a changing room with her, seeing her naked, sucking her breast, and touching her pussy.
And there were more messages – what she would be willing to do, what she wanted to have done to her. Then she started sending Lou videos of herself.
Now these videos were not at the same level as Lucy’s. They were different: extreme, but in other ways. They showed what she got off on, and she appeared to be a kinky bitch.
One video was of her in bed with her oaf of a husband. He was fast asleep next to her in his button-up striped pyjamas, and she was buck naked and fucking herself with a hairbrush. Wooden clothes-pegs on her nipples and one on her clit as well.
Another video was of her in their bathroom. She had a pair of her own knickers in her mouth and four fingers stuffed in her cunt. Obviously very turned on, she looked into the camera and in a muffled voice said, “I want to watch you and Rob have sex. Gavin hasn’t touched me in years. I want you to order me around, smack my tits, punish me… please punish me… aaaggghhh,” and with it she came.
“She wants to be cucked by us!” I said.
Looking at Lou, she was clearly aroused while lying on the bed telling me the story and showing me the messages. Her index finger was popping in and out of her cunt. I was surprised to see I was half erect too.
That’s why I had found her in that state that Saturday morning. She was so turned on by everything that had happened the previous night, plus the lack of sex during the preceding week.
She turned to me again. “I have been horny all night. I woke up and couldn’t help myself, I had to have something inside me. Are you upset?”
Even though she was getting more uninhibited with our sex, she was also still quite innocent.
“Did I feel upset as I came on your arse?” I asked her. “Was that the first time you have squirted?” I needed to know. She had never done that with me before.
“Yes, I thought I was going to piss myself, but I couldn’t stop myself. I just pushed through. That’s why I was on the floor… easier to clean up. But it was so good. God, I so want to do that again.” Smiling deviously, she looked at me. “Perhaps I could squirt on your face, or Lucy’s!”
There it was again. She wanted to fuck Lucy, and probably sooner rather than later.
I told her that I had filmed the whole performance I had seen. She wanted to watch it back, and she wanted to send it to Lucy.
But she turned to me, grasping my dick, and asked, “What are we going to do about Polly?”
“What do you want to do?”
She pondered the question for a few moments, slowly wanking me.
“She wants to be cucked…let’s fucking cuck her!”
