by E. B. Wood
Under any circumstances I would find Bea showing me sexy underwear an erotic experience however my excitement was increased by Bea making it very clear to me that she wouldn’t ever be wearing any of it for me; what she was selecting would be for Steve only. Bea appeared to be having great fun teasing me by holding up outfits and asking if I thought Steve would like her in them. Knowing that I was not only helping her dress sexily for another man but actually paying for the pleasure he was going to get as well, caused me some difficult moments as I had to try and conceal a number of spontaneous erections. In the end she selected a camisole and knickers set, a lace up corset with attached suspenders and some sheer bra and knickers sets, ones that you would be able to clearly see her pubic hair and nipples through and a pink bra set with thong knickers.
Bea informed me our next stop would be a sex shop which surprised me as she had never really been into those kind of places. When I quizzed her she said she’d promised to pick up something for Steve but wouldn’t tell me anymore. If I was excited shopping for lingerie it was nothing compared to how turned on I was in the sex-charged atmosphere of shop we went to. Bea didn’t appear to be in any rush and took her time looking over what was on offer. When we got to the vibrator section she smiled and remarked that now she had Steve to play with she didn’t need to bother with plastic ones anymore. She spoke quite loudly and I noticed a couple of the other patrons glancing our way. Bea seemed oblivious of the attention as she asked me which of the phalluses on display I thought was most like her boyfriend’s cock? I felt a number of eyes on me as I searched the selection until I found one which seemed about right. Bea just nodded absently then smiled again and asked me which was most like mine? I looked again but I already knew the answer; none of them and I finally had to admit that they were all bigger. Bea laughed and said how strange it was that no women wanted to pay money for a cock of my size. I could hear a few sniggers behind us and could only squirm in embarrassment as Bea told me loudly to go and wait in the car while she finished shopping for her boyfriend.
Overall it was the most humiliating experience of my life and it was no surprise that my cheeks were burning red as, eyes down, I walked quickly past the other smirking customers. As I escaped the shop I wondered if any of them had noticed the bulge of my hard cock in my trousers…
Bea
I decided not to let Jason have a preview of my new lingerie and didn’t even let him see me naked at all before the weekend. I teased him by wearing a moderately sexy nightie which allowed him to see just enough to know what he was missing. Although after years of the sort of casual nudity which any marriage creates it was a bit of a hassle having to remember to cover up all the time I found I quite enjoyed denying Jason this way. It also made me feel like my body really was exclusively for Steve which never failed to give me a pleasant tickle between my legs.
Steve was due Friday evening and I rushed home after work to get ready. I’d promised Steve a treat to celebrate and was excited about the outfit I had for him as I enjoy the sexiness of dressing up. Jason arrived home just as I was getting out of the shower and I had to quickly wrap a towel around myself before he saw me. I’d already told Jason that I had plans for him that evening and once I was covered up I went into the bedroom to give him his duties.
I sat him down and told him he was to strip naked and remain that way until I said otherwise, however he was not to touch himself or cum at all. Second, he’d ensure that the bedroom was in a suitable state for my lover; I wanted the place tidy and candles ready to go. Third, he’d met Steve at the door and entertain him in the lounge until I was ready.
I went over to my bedside dresser and got a black marker from the top draw. I told Jason to strip and then wrote CUCKOLD in large letters across his chest. I could see his cock was half erect so I assumed he was enjoying this as well.
I told him that when he was getting the bedroom ready he could bring up a chair and put it beside the bed. If I decided to let him stay he must sit in the chair and keep his hands on the armrests at all times. Once he finished with the bedroom I told him to close the door and not to come back in for any reason. I went into the bathroom and smiled to myself as I listened to him start to tidy up. It was the first time I’d ever talked to my husband that way and I felt an unexpected thrill go through me. I knew then I was going to really enjoy my weekend; dominating one man while being shafted silly by another.
I was still dressing when I heard Steve arrive and I wondered how Jason felt having to greet and entertain him while completely naked. When I’d finished dressing I lit the candles and then took a long look at myself in the mirror.
I’d asked Steve to tell me what fantasy costume he’d like to see me in and he had opted for the cliché of a nurse’s uniform. During our shopping trip the other day I’d seen what I wanted and went back for it once I sent Jason away. I’d brought a white latex dress with a little red cross on the left breast and a toy stethoscope. I’d never even touched latex before and had always assumed that it would feel cold and rubbery. I was amazed to find that it was soft and warm and felt fantastic against my skin. I could understand what the fetish people were on about now! Under the dress I had my new bra and suspender set with plain black stockings. The dress had buttons all the way up and although I don’t have huge tits, in the push up type bra they were enough to allow me a fair stab at cleavage.
When I was happy I lit the candles, turned out the lights and called down to Jason that he could bring Steve up. I reclined on the bed with my legs spread just enough to allow them a glimpse of my knickers when they entered.
Jason came in first and stopped dead when he saw me; Steve however just smiled and pushed past him. I swung myself off the bed and put my hands on Steve’s chest turning him and sitting him on the edge of the bed. I was aware that Jason had moved to his chair behind me as I knelt aside Steve’s lap and gave him a quick kiss. We sat for a minute smiling into each other’s eyes before I asked if he liked what he saw.
Steve nodded and tried to kiss me again but I pushed him back so he was lying flat and made sure my crotch was pressed onto his cock. I could feel his hardness pressing against my pussy as he grew and felt a warm wet rush as my body responded. I moved my hips, slowly grinding myself on him while I got my stethoscope and pretended to listen to his chest. I tutted that I couldn’t hear anything and thought he must have too many clothes on. I unbuttoned his shirt and when I had it open I leaned down and asked where I should listen. I bit one of his nipples saying ‘here?’ I bit the other and repeated my question before moving up and saying ‘Here?’ into his mouth as I kissed him passionately.
While we kissed he moved his hand between my legs and gently rubbed my soaking pussy through my knickers. I broke the kiss and lifted myself off him so I could lick my way down his chest until I reached his belly button. I wriggled my tongue in his belly button and said ‘Should I listen here?’ I moved further down until I was kneeling on the floor and looking at the bulge of his cock against his trousers. I watched as his cock twitched, pushing up hard against the fabric and very gently rested my hand over his bulge. I was rewarded by another twitch from his cock and enjoyed knowing that he was getting so hard for me.
I moved my head to his belly again and slowly undid his trousers, following the zip down with my tongue. I lifted my head up and said ‘I think I should be listening here’. Steve lifted his arse so I could pull his pants down and I felt a twinge in my cunt as his cock sprang free, slapping against his belly before rocking back and standing upright in front of my hungry eyes. I truly think Steve has the best looking cock I’ve ever seen and I feasted my eyes on it before moving forward and taking him in my mouth. I sucked on him for a few minutes then stood up removed my knickers before bending down and removing Steve’s trousers completely.
I moved around on the bed until we were in a 69 position and sighed as I lowered my pussy onto Steve’s face. I leant forward and slowly stroked his cock. For the first time since we’d started I lo
oked at Jason and was pleased to see that although his cock was red and swollen he had his hands clamped tight to the chair’s armrests. I closed my eyes and moaned ‘Oh God yes!’ as Steve’s tongue found my clit. When I opened them again I locked eyes with Jason and held his gaze as I bent forward and took the head of Steve’s cock into my mouth. I had to look up to maintain eye contact but I wanted to watch him while he watched me.
We continued to look into each other’s eyes while I slowly licked and sucked my lover’s cock. I loved having Jason so excited but unable to touch himself and made a big deal of licking around the head of Steve’s cock while holding his eyes. I held Steve’s cock upright and lowered my head to rest on his belly so Jason and I were looking at each other with Steve’s hard cock between us. I hoped that my husband was getting the symbolism of me being separated from him by another man’s much larger cock.
I continued to tease him for a while but my attention was being distracted by a growing wetness in my pussy. I stopped sucking Steve but continued to hold Jason’s eyes while I concentrated on Steve’s mouth at my cunt. I was breathing heavily and wriggling my pussy against his lips while I moaned for him to lick me faster. I was soon getting close to cumming but needed it a bit different to push me over the edge. I sat up and turned around so I was sitting on Steve’s face with his nose pressed into my fanny. In this position he could lick me better and while he lapped away at me I rubbed my clit until I was balanced on the edge of an orgasm. I tried to hold myself there but Steve’s tongue inside me was too insistent and I gripped his head and ground my pussy into his face as I came.
I could feel my juices flowing from me and Steve’s tongue continued to push me along as he lapped up my orgasm. I was aware that I was swearing and moaning and I felt like I had been cumming for ages by the time I stopped. I moved off Steve’s face and lay beside him so I could kiss his wonderful lips. I could taste myself on his tongue and lips and feel my wetness on his cheeks. While we kissed I reached down and stroked his cock as my pussy slowly pulsed away.
I didn’t need long to recover and once I had my head together I moved down the bed until I was kneeling over Steve’s cock. I undid a couple of the lower buttons on my dress to give myself more room and slowly lowered myself onto the head of his cock. I paused with just the head in me and looked at Jason. In his chair he was only a couple of feet in front of me and I could see that his eyes were riveted on Steve’s cock at the entrance to my pussy. The word CUCKOLD was clearly visible on his chest in the candlelight and I felt proud that I had marked him in that way. I was desperate to slide down on Steve’s cock but thought that Jason could do with a little teasing first.
‘Honey’ I said ‘I want you to tell me you love me. Then I want you to ask Steve to please push his cock all the way inside me.’
Jason looked at me and then back at Steve’s cock at the entrance to my cunt. His own cock was hugely swollen and had clear liquid running from it and I wondered if it really was possible for him to cum without touching himself.
Jason licked his lips and then said ‘I love you so much’ he paused and swallowed then said ‘Steve, please push your cock into my wife.’
I was going to congratulate him on doing what I asked but had to gasp instead as Steve thrust his hips up driving his cock full length into me. I followed his hips as they went back down and ground my pussy onto him. I felt completely filled by his cock and could feel my pussy lips stretched around him as I started to ride him. Jason kept his eyes on my cunt as I slid up and down on Steve and I spread my legs as wide as possible to ensure that he could see how my pussy was enjoying a large cock.
I fucked Steve for a long time, loving both the feeling of a big cock in me and seeing my husband so turned on but powerless to do anything but watch while I was unfaithful right in front of him. While I rode on Steve I teased Jason, asking ‘Is this what you like? Is this what you want to see, how happy I am with a real cock inside me?’
I paused at the top of my stroke and then slid very slowly down Steve’s length. ‘Oh God, I can feel him stretching me.’ I moaned ‘His cock feels so much bigger than yours.’ When I had Steve all the way inside me I looked at Jason and said ‘You do know he’s deeper in me than you’ve ever been, don’t you honey? You know that his cock is touching me in places that you’ll never feel with your little dick.’
I increased my speed until I was bouncing on Steve’s cock and as much for Jason’s sake as my own urged Steve on to fuck me harder. I was having trouble keeping my breathing steady but moaned encouragement to Steve groaning ‘fuck me, fuck me’ and telling him that no one had ever fucked me as well as he did.
Eventually Steve started to moan that he was going to cum and I sped up my movements. When I knew he was close I lifted off him and reached between my legs to grab his cock. I love to see and feel a man cum and I know that Jason also gets very excited whenever Steve cums. It’s hard to know who enjoys Steve’s orgasm the most out of the three of us. I would hope it is Steve, but it must be a close run thing.
I cupped Steve’s balls and stroked him fast, saying ‘That’s it. I want you to cum for me. I want you to show my husband how a real man gets to cum with me. I want him to see how much I love to make you cum.’
Steve’s hips bucked under me, he gave a final shout and creamy cum erupted from his cock. His first spurts splattered up my belly and over my little latex dress. He continued to cum and his semen splashed over my pubic hair and dripped down over my open cunt lips. I gently stroked his cock until I had squeezed out every drop and then held his cock as it at last began to droop.
I looked over at Jason and saw his gaze was intensely fixated on my cum splashed pussy and, without really thinking about it, got up and went over to him. I reached Jason in a single step, lifted my right leg over the chair back and pushed my wet cunt into his face. I didn’t linger but just stayed long enough to grind my cum covered pussy onto his face. I felt his tongue lap at my lips and then he shuddered and moaned. I stepped back and saw that he had his hand wrapped around his cock and that his hand and the chair in front of him were covered in his cum.
I looked at my husband hunched over in his chair, with his little cock in his hand and my lover’s cum smeared across his face, then I turned and looked at Steve sprawled back naked on the bed with his beautiful fat and still swollen cock resting on his leg. I knew deep in my heart which of these two men I wanted to have inside me on a regular basis. I was, perhaps irrationally, annoyed at Jason for cumming without my permission and curtly informed him that he was banished from the bedroom for the rest of the weekend.
I got back on the bed and snuggled into a rather surprised looking Steve. I kissed him deeply and we lay together for a while. I was content knowing we still had a whole weekend of sex to look forward to and, with Jason gone, complete privacy as well.
Jason
For me the weekend was a kaleidoscope of sensations and emotions. There was the long anticipation of the event, drawn out by our shopping trip and Bea’s obvious excitement at the fucking she was going to be enjoying. There was also the new aspect of humiliation that Bea had introduced, first in the sex shop, then later by denying me to even see her naked, having me prepare the house for her tryst and culminating in making me greet Steve while still naked.
It’s not like I hadn’t been naked in front of Steve before but previously it had always been in a sexual context, with Bea there to provide the main focus of his attention. There was different and there was something very emasculating about being naked when others are fully dressed. I was also very conscious of Bea’s writing across my chest. I wondered if Bea had warned Steve that I would be nude as he didn’t seem surprised when I opened the door and seemed to accept the situation as ‘normal’, although he couldn’t stop a smirk from appearing occasionally. Bea wasn’t ready so I took Steve into the lounge and offered him a drink. It felt utterly surreal to be welcoming and fetching a beer for a man who I knew would soon be screwing my wife and my cheeks burne
d with a delicious shame at my debasement in front of him. I was both relieved and disappointed when Bea finally called us upstairs.
When I first saw Bea laying back in that nurse’s outfit it stopped me in my tracks. She looked absolutely beautiful but, more than that, she looked completely slutty, far more than I had ever seen her before. I realised then that Steve was awakening a sexual side of my wife that I had never been able to do. Watching them fuck reinforced this impression. Bea was so comfortably wanton, teasing both Steve and me without a glimmer of self-consciousness; open and obvious in the pleasure she was deriving from Steve’s big cock. When Bea was begging for Steve’s cum, my own cock was screaming for release but I think I could have contained myself if she hadn’t ground her pussy into my face. Her pussy was still gaping from being stretched by Steve’s fat dick and her lips felt looser than I had ever felt before. Knowing that her cunt was in that state from fucking another man and the tasting the warm sweetness of their combined juices was too much and my own orgasm ripped through me before I was even aware I had wrapped my hand around my desperate cock.
There was a look in Bea’s eyes as she turned back to Steve that I had never seen before and I knew instinctively that at that moment she had moved beyond me sexually. It felt right when she ordered me from the bedroom; as long as Steve was in the house, I was now the third-wheel in our tripartite relationship.