MY INSATIABLE WIFE: a sweet cuckold romance

by POLLY ANDREA BUSCH

  “I have a couple questions.”

  “What?”

  “Did you have fun?”

  “Oh, yes.”

  “Do you want to play ‘the game’ again?”

  “Yes, I really want to.”

  I paused. “He was really ten inches long?”

  “Yes.”

  “And you took all of it?”

  She nodded.

  “Do you think you could take an even bigger cock?”

  She stopped jerking me for a couple seconds, thinking. “I don’t know. He was pretty big.” Then she giggled. "But I’d sure like to try.”

  “Did his cock hit your cervix when he was pounding you?”

  “Yes. It hurt a little but it was a good hurt, if you know what I mean.”

  At that point I couldn't wait any longer and said I needed that pussy. She said she wanted my cock, and I was glad to hear that after experiencing her ten inch lover. I went inside her and felt the wetness of another man's cum mixed with hers. It was hot! We fucked for quite a while then I came. She came with me also. I got down and opened her legs and looked at her pussy. There was cum all over the lips and flowing from inside her. That got me totally fired up again. I put my hard cock back inside and told her I was going to bring her some. She seemed not to know what I meant. I pulled out and went to her head and held my cock in front of her. It was covered in cum. I told her to clean me up, that I want to see her be a cum slut and clean it. She obeyed without hesitation. This got me so excited that I said I was going to cum again and she opened her mouth and said she wanted it. I exploded in her mouth and on her face. She swallowed it all and licked her lips off.

  Then she looked at me with the most devilish grin. “Thank you, baby.”

  I was ready to fall out, and turned off the light. We held each other and in seconds I could hear her light breathing. She was asleep. I laid there thinking what an amazing woman I have. She is turning into the woman I always had wanted. It was a nice sleep.

  Summer ended and our trips to the beach were over for that year. We put "the game" on the back burner and resumed our normal lives. One night we were feeling horny and wound up in our bed. Kaitlyn seemed excited and I reached to play with her pussy. It was sopping wet and almost hot to the touch. I played with her and she had an orgasm in record time. I laid back and she began to stroke my cock, which was hard. She asked me if I ever woke up when she got up in the mornings? I said no. She had to get up at 4:30 and be at the hospital by 6:15. I had no desire to wake up that early. She said that lately she had been taking a bath instead of showering in the morning a lot. I said ok. She said she would lie stretched out in the warm water and play with herself. I asked what she thought about? She said that guy at the beach. I said what about him? She said I think about fucking him.

  “You really liked fucking him, didn’t you?”

  “Mmm hmm,” she replied.

  “Would you like to fuck him again if we could figure out a way?”

  “Oh, YES!”

  By then we were both incredibly hot and I pushed her back onto the bed and got between her legs. I entered her, she was as wet as I had ever felt her. Kaitlyn had always liked me to talk to her while we had sex, her reactions were amazing. While I fucked her, I asked her dirty questions.

  “So you liked fucking him, didn't you?”

  “Oh my God, YES!”

  “You liked that big cock in your pussy?”

  “YESSSSSSSS!”

  “You want that big cock in your pussy again, don't you?”

  “YESSSSS! YESSSSSSS! YESSSSSSSSSS!”

  She came very hard, and I exploded inside her. She drifted off to sleep while I lay there thinking. I realized she wanted to do "the game" again soon, and that guy was what she wanted. How to pull that off would take some thinking. All we knew was his first name was Craig and he worked in the accounting department at a plant about two hours drive away owned by a big-name company.

  I spent a couple days thinking about her desire to hook up with him again. After some thought, I got the phone number for that plant and called the switchboard. I told the switchboard operator that I had met a guy from their accounting department at a meeting and needed to find him, but couldn't remember his last name. I said his first name is Craig. She said let me check the roster of that department.

  A few seconds later, she said, “There’s only one Greg in that department. His name After only a few seconds she said there was only one Craig in that department – Craig Drummond.”

  I asked for his extension and she gave it to me, and then said she’d connect me. After two rings the phone answered.

  “Accounting. This is Craig Drummond.”

  I panicked. “Sorry, they gave me the wrong extension.” I hung up.

  When Kaitlyn came home from work, I told her I thought maybe I’d found Craig. She asked how and she was amazed at my resourcefulness.

  “What now, though?” she asked.

  “If you want to make it happen, you need to call him.”

  She wasn't as comfortable using phones as I am and the prospect of doing that unnerved her.

  “What should I say?”

  “Say hi and remind him that you met him on the beach a couple months ago.” I laughed. “I guarantee that he’ll remember you.”

  She realized that was the only way it would happen. “When should I call him?”

  “He probably doesn’t get off work until five o’clock or so. Call him right now.” I gave her the phone number and his extension.

  She asked if I was going to sit there and listen. I said no, go to our bedroom and make the call from that phone. Just tell me about it later. I said she should tell him that she was going to a conference with another nurse in a town about thirty miles from him and you’ll be staying at a motel there and would like to meet him for a drink. She smiled, seeming to like the idea. “What motel?” she asked. I said if he asks tell him you will call him in a couple days once you find out. She said ok. She didn't seem overly thrilled with doing that on the phone but knew it was the only way.

  Kaitlyn went to our bedroom and made the call. I knew by the length of time she was gone that they must be talking. Finally, after nearly half an hour, she came out. She had a strange look on her face. She said, "He’s a strange guy. Kind of a dork.” When she had told him who she was, he said he’d been worried about what they’d done down at the beach. Was everything okay? He’d been worried, it seems, that maybe she was calling because she’s pregnant or had a venereal disease. She assured him she had no disease and she was on birth control so pregnancy wasn't possible. She also told him that was the first time she had done anything like that, but she had had fun and was hoping he had had fun too. He seemed to relax as they talked. He said sure, he’d love to meet her when she’s nearby. Kaitlyn got his home phone number and said she’d call him once she had a reservation.

  When she hung up she was slightly irritated. By asking about the venereal disease, he’d made her feel like she was a slut. While I didn't blame her for that I said she had to look at it from his end. He had met this hot woman and she picked him up in a night club. She invited him to her motel room and had hot sex with him.

  “Of course he thinks you’re a slut,” I said, laughing. “I mean, what else would he think?”

  Kaitlyn laughed. “I guess that’s because I was a slut that night.”

  “Exactly.”

  We both laughed.

  “And you liked it,” I added.

  “Yeah, I did!”

  We decided we would try to make it happen the next Saturday. I said one difference, this time I want to watch. “Good,” she said, grinning. I’d made the mental decision to watch her, but I still had no desire to be in the room or have him know I was watching. I figured out later I had a strong voyeuristic side. Factoring that into the equation, we needed a motel with a balcony -- either that or one on the ground floor facing away from cars or people walking outside. I knew the town the meet was going to be in,
and I’d stayed in a couple motels there. There was one place I knew would be perfect, and the balconies were all on the back side with nothing behind them. I called the motel and made a reservation in Kaitlyn’s name for that Saturday. I also got the reservationist to give her a room on the second floor and asked if I could get a room number now. They told me it would be Room 17.

  On Tuesday I told my wife to call him that night and tell him what motel and that there was a club about a mile up the street that she’d heard is nice. I also told her to get him to come to Room 17 and pick her up and have him drive to the club. She had no nervousness about making that call and did that Tuesday night. When she got off the phone she said it's all set, he will pick me up at the room. Both of us were fired up and had some of the hottest sex the rest of that week that we ever had. She wanted my opinion about what she should wear, and modeled some outfits for me. She looked very hot in all of them, but I told her that the one low cut spaghetti strap black one would make his eyes fall out of his head when she opened the door for him. She liked that, and said that's what she would wear then.

  Kaitlyn liked modeling the outfits for me, and I could tell she was turned on. I ran my hand up her leg and felt her legs were wet under her pussy. I ran two fingers inside her as she stood by the chair. She groaned and I began moving my fingers in and out. After a few strokes I added another finger and she started moving on them. I took my thumb and put it on her clit, with the three fingers inside. I told her to fuck my hand. I could feel her hot juices covering my hand. She shuddered.

  “I need your cock now.” I was ready for sure, and I told her to get on it. She straddled my legs and fell down to the hilt, groaning. Her pussy felt almost hot. I started playing with her breasts and told her she was a slut. She seemed to like that, and began moving even harder and faster. She had one orgasm after another.

  “You like being a slut, don’t you baby?” I asked.

  “Yesssss!” she screamed.

  I could feel myself close and I told her. She said she wanted me to cum inside her. At that I came hard. She stopped moving and fell against me. We kissed.

  “Thank you for letting me be a slut,” my wife said.

  “We’re doing this together,” I said. “And I like it as much as you do.”

  We uncoupled and went to bed and slept almost immediately. It was only two days until I was going to see my wife fucking her lover.

  That Saturday we drove two hours to the town where they were going to meet. I was amazed that she seemed so calm. We didn't talk about that night until she asked me if I had any suggestions for her that night. She liked my creativity and was willing to try almost anything I came up with. I drove and thought a while and said finally that she should be a bad girl, and tease him. She asked how, and I said tease him and drive him crazy. I said you know how, and she laughed. I said she always had had such a nice girl image and it would be fun for her to be a bad girl. She seemed to like the idea and didn't ask about it anymore. We got to the motel and checked in. The room was perfect for our needs. We had a couple hours to kill before she needed to start getting ready for him to arrive at eight o’clock. We drove to a restaurant and ate, and then drove back to the motel. She was totally calm, and I remember being amazed at how she’d adapted to “the game.” Her self confidence seemed to have improved and her shyness waned.

  Finally it was time for her to get ready. She went to shower, and when she came out she had a towel around her. I looked at her and thought to myself, “I must be crazy to want this woman to fuck other men.” She was gorgeous. She went and put on her makeup and brushed her hair. When she came back out of the vanity area she had put on her black spaghetti strap top and her pair of very tight black jeans.

  “Wow,” I said, whistling. “When you open the door for him, his eyes will fall out of his head!” She giggled and said thanks. But she knew she looked hot. While she was getting ready I made sure the curtains were set where there was an opening wide enough to see into the room without being seen. I had put the tape recorder where it wouldn't be noticed yet pick up the sounds. Everything was set. Those last 15 minutes seemed to me like they took forever. She sat on a chair and calmly watched TV while I was nervous and antsy.

  “When he knocks,” I said, “I’ll get on the balcony. Make sure I can’t be seen before you open the door.”

  “Okay.”

  I knew he’d be on time. Sure enough, right at eight sharp, there was a knock on the door. I got up and walked quickly to the sliding glass door, slid out onto the balcony, and closed it behind me. Kaitlyn went to the door and opened it. I saw Craig come in a couple feet and a big smile come onto his face. They said their hellos, did a quick hug and she told him she was ready. They walked out and the door closed. I waited five minutes to make sure they didn't come back for something she’d forgotten, then went into the room and out the door. I drove to the club which was about a mile away.

  When I arrived at the club, I went in and walked into the dance room. I looked around and saw them sitting at a table near the back of the room. The waitress was at the table taking a drink order. They were talked until the waitress brought the drinks. I moved to a place where I could stand and watch without being noticed. The music was loud and constant. They were talking, and seemed to be enjoying themselves. Then I looked closer and saw that her hand was on his thigh as she talked. I was surprised how quickly she was starting the tease. After they finished the drinks they got up and went to dance. Two fast songs played, and then the tempo changed to a slow song. They started slow dancing, very close. I could tell she was grinding into him as they danced. He reached down with his right hand and pulled her ass into him and they kissed, barely moving. The song ended and a fast song started. They left the dance floor.

  They went back to the table. Craig waved to the waitress and she went over, and he ordered another round. They got the drinks and sat talking. They started kissing again and I saw that she was rubbing his crotch while they kissed. That went on for a few minutes, then she got up and headed for the ladies room. As she went by the bar where I was standing she gave me a quick look and made our signal. I followed her to the area near the ladies room, and waited for her to come out.

  She came out and asked, with a big smile on her face, “Am I being bad?”

  “Very!” I replied. I asked if she was having fun, and she said yes. I asked her if he’d been hard when they danced and she said he had been hard since they got there. She’d made sure when they were in his car! That shocked me. I told her she’d better get back and she left.

  I was trying to process things, and reminded myself I had wanted this as much as she did. I went back and took my spot and started watching them again. They danced several more times, every slow dance almost a standing fuck. I watched as they kissed while at the table, and her hand playing in his crotch. No one else seemed to notice any of it, or if they did they didn't care. As for me, I couldn't take my eyes off of it. It was now after ten o’clock. They’d had several drinks and Kaitlyn got up to go the ladies room again. She gave me our signal as she walked by, and I followed her out. When she came out of the rest room she said she thought after they finished the drink they had they probably would be leaving.

  “Just give me at least ten minutes head start to the room.”

  “Okay.”

  I looked at her with an unsure look, I'm sure. Somehow she knew what I was feeling. “Just remember I am yours and we are doing this together.” It was the perfect thing to say at that time. She went back to the dance room and I went to my car. I drove back to the motel and went to the room. I turned on the tape recorder and went out on the balcony, into the darkness, and waited. I was nervous and excited. I was about to see my fantasy for the first time.

  I stayed out on the balcony for what seemed like forever. I could see into the room through the opening of the drapes. We’d left the lamp on the desk turned on. Suddenly the door opened and I tensed. They closed the door and he went into the bathroom. She look
ed over toward the window to make sure I couldn't be seen. Everything was fine. It was her turn to go and he sat on the edge of the bed, facing away from me. In a couple minutes she came out. She went over near the bed, and he stood up. They started kissing. He ran his hands over her, then down her ass. She was pushing into him. He moved his right hand up her and began to play with her breast as they kissed. She pulled the straps of her top off her shoulder and he played with her breasts while they kissed. I was over my nervousness at that point, and rock hard.

  Kaitlyn and Craig separated and she pulled off her top, and sat on the end of the bed. She was facing sideways to where I was. He went to the end of the bed and she tilted back, and unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans. He bent over and pulled on the legs of her jeans. She raised her ass up and the jeans slid off her legs as he pulled. She hadn't worn panties, so she was naked. She sat up and I could see a bulge on the side of his pants. She rubbed the bulge and unzipped his pants. Now I get to see if he’s really ten inches long, I thought. He unbuttoned his pants and she pulled them down. I saw his cock, sticking straight up. Her hand went to it, and she began stroking it. She licked up and down his shaft. I could tell it was big, but really couldn't tell if it was as big as she’d described it. My wife sucked and licked it for a few minutes and he took off his shirt while she sucked. I could see that he was very thin. His cock looked about the same thickness as mine, but longer. She stopped sucking him and moved back on the bed. He got up on the bed, and she opened her legs.

  As he got between her legs, I remember thinking “this is it!” I was surprised when he lay on top of her rather than putting it in, and began kissing her as he lay there. They were turned on the bed where I could see her pussy, and his balls. The guy had large balls. He pressed his cock onto her stomach and pubic mound as they kissed. I thought at that point he would raise himself up and go into her pussy. He didn't. What he did next was a total surprise, and mystified me. He got up and sat on the end of the bed. He was facing me now and I could see his cock was large and very hard. He reached down to the floor and got his pants. He stuck his fingers into a pocket and pulled out something. I recognized what he had gotten as a couple packs of Trojans condoms.