MY INSATIABLE WIFE: a sweet cuckold romance

by POLLY ANDREA BUSCH

  On the way home she was totally happy. She told me I really shocked her with that "night out dancing" stuff. I told her I was sorry if I overstepped my bounds and said it just popped out before I really had a chance to think. She told me it was fine and she was happy I did it now. But it did surprise her at first. But since he seemed unfazed and happy no harm had been done. I told her I'd be careful in the future and try to think before speaking. She laughed, reached over and rubbed my thigh, and said "Good boy."

  Damn, that sort of little thing really sends me into cucky boy mode lol. She may not have put much thought into "cuckold" type stuff but she sure has a real, true understanding in her own way. She knows what buttons to push and when and never needed much help in finding it all out to begin with. We continued to talk about things as I drove home. I was pretty turned on in general from the whole night's proceedings but even more so right then after their long hug and goodbye. I joked with her that I thought she was fixing to plant a big kiss on him with the way that hug lasted.

  “You’d have loved that, wouldn’t you?” she laughed.

  I just smiled and let out a “mmmm hmmm.”

  “I’m not sure how he would have liked it, though.”

  “I'm sure he would have shit himself,” I said, laughing. But it left the door open for me to bring up how he seemed more relaxed and normal again. She said she felt it too and was happy. I asked if she thought he was getting over any guilt or whatever he may have had.

  “Maybe he is,” she said.

  I told her I was very happy to hear that and she said she was glad, too. I brought up her credit card gift and said she was so spoiled. She laughed and said, "When you got it, you got it" and made this sexy little pout face. I said she sure does have it and my boss must really know that, too. She smiled and seemed pleased to think that. I asked what she would buy and she said she wasn't sure. She'd just have to go shopping and find something.

  “Your boss takes such good care of me!" she said jokingly.

  I laughed. "Yeah, apparently he does."

  It was getting sort of late by the time we got home so we headed to the bedroom and got ready for bed. While she was standing by her vanity taking off her jewelry I approached her from behind and wrapped my arms around her. I started kissing her on the neck and whispered in her ear that it was such a turn on watching her flirt with her boyfriend tonight. She leaned her head to the side to give me better access. I looked up and saw her face in the vanity. She had her eyes closed and a sexy contented look on her face. I nibbled her earlobe and whispered again that I fantasized she would just go home with him tonight and give him a proper good night gift. She reached her hand up and found my head. She playfully ran her fingers through my hair as I continued kissing and nibbling on her. I had my hands on her hips and was running them up and down slowly enjoying her swaying curves. She leaned back more into me and said "You wish I was with him now, instead of you?"

  I moaned into her ear just hearing her say it. I admitted I did. I looked up again to see her staring at me now in the mirror. She had a little smile on her face but a more serious look overall. She purred out a sexy little "Me too." and I ground myself into her backside harder. I moaned in her ear again. The thought that she'd rather be with him drove me wild with lust. I asked her "Really?" and she closed her eyes and leaned her head back again saying "Yesss!"

  I was so turned on now things get a little fuzzy in my memory but I know I moaned out loudly and think I said "Oh My God!" I reached up and began squeezing her breast. I could tell by the look on her face she was getting very turned on. Maybe she was imagining my boss was in my place now. I took her whole look in the mirror. Damn, I'm a lucky man. Damn, my boss is a lucky man! I started unbuttoning her blouse and then pulled it off her. She turned around to face me then and kissed me deeply. I really can't be sure all I was saying because seriously I was a little lost in it all. My mind was racing, I think I was half imagining I was him and half just reveling in the fact that she admitted she'd like to be with him right now. It was a blinding hot type moment for me. I knelt down and found the zipper to her skirt. I was mumbling something along the lines of "You want him so bad" or something. She placed her hands on my shoulders to steady herself and raise each leg out of her skirt. I started kissing her panty covered little pussy. I knelt there in front of her kissing through the fabric and she played with my hair and pulled me into her tightly. I scooted her over towards the bed and pushed her down. She fell back , legs still off the bed. I reached up and yanked her panties off quickly. I was lost in lust again and all I wanted was her pussy in my mouth. She spread her legs widely to give me all the access I needed and I dug right in.

  I was eating her fast and furiously. I prefer normally to ease into things, enjoy every little moment but I was far too turned on at this point. I just was gone in the idea that she wanted to be with him, be in his bed right then, instead of mine. Of course looking back I see I planted that idea first but still she said she wanted it too, and I do believe her. She wasn't kidding me. She was moaning and whimpering loudly. I looked up and asked if I was eating her good. I knew I was but I was just looking for her encouragement.

  “Yes,” she moaned loudly. “Keep going.”

  “Am I the best at eating your pussy?”

  She pulled me into her harder and said "Oh my God, yesss! You are the best pussy licker ever!" That drove me on. I got what I wanted, some praise from my Goddess! I continued eating her with all that I'm worth. Digging in deep trying to reach my tongue as far and as deep as possible. Savoring her delicious flavor that only she has. I had thrown her legs up and was holding them back now, pushing them up against her and out of the way completely. Now I just had her upturned pussy and crotch to look at, to feast on. She was sopping wet with her juices and my saliva. At some point I got up and got on the bed and told her I wanted her to ride my face. She giggled and climbed on top. She started right away, no feeling out process here either. She planted that pussy right over my mouth and started grinding away. Actually for some reason she hasn't sat on my face in quite a while. We used to do it often but lately it's been more missionary or with her standing (out on the balcony). But I always loved it this way and so did she. I looked up and watched her contorted sexy face. She was really into this and I felt she was nearing a huge orgasm from the look on her face. She was playing with her own tits now, squeezing and pulling on her nipples. I was rock hard but not touching myself at all. Just holding on to her sexy ass and hips helping her feed it to me. She looked down and said "You're my little pussy licker aren't you?" I tried to nod and grunt out a yes but it just sounded garbled. But I enthusiastically answered with my tongue for her. She threw her head back and nearly yelled it "Such a good little pussy licker!" I was close to cumming just from hearing her talk like this. My cock was already starting to twitch, I was close. I just kept devouring her pussy, feeding from her. She looked down at me again and grabbed my hair and forced her pussy onto my face harder. "Eat me baby! Eat my pussy!"

  Fuck she was hot. I love her dominate demeanor that really started coming on strong of late. I dug in with everything I had trying to please her as best I can. "Eat it pussy licker!" OMG she was driving me crazy! Her juices were flooding my mouth now, she was starting to cum in my mouth. I continued licking and sucking, harder and harder. Trying to drive her to a bigger and bigger orgasm. My eyes locked onto hers and I silently pleaded for more. She must have picked up on it because she smiled down at me and continued to talk. "You love my pussy don't you?" I just sucked harder to show I did. "Show me baby, show me how much you love it!" I had my whole mouth enveloped inside her hot pussy. I felt like I was trying to stick my whole face up inside her. She looked down with a wicked little smile and said "Eat me cuckold!" I almost lost it hearing her call me that. My cock was twitching and I was sort of fucking up, fucking into the air with my dick.

  Trying to find contact with anything. I was close to cumming and all it would take is a tiny little brush up agains
t anything to make it happen. She looked so powerful and domineering at that point. She truly understood her power over me then (and forever will I'm sure). She just continued holding my hair, pulling it to her and riding my face. She told me again "Eat me out cuckold!" I was so close. I think her orgasm was starting to subside now, she wasn't flowing as much. But looking back I think she was trying to get me to cum just from her words and not being touched. I kept going, my jaw was starting to ache but I loved it completely. She started grinding a little harder and really forcing her creamy pussy all over my face. I was still humping air with my cock, trying to make contact with something, anything but not being successful. I was tempted to reach down and give one good pull, knowing it would bring such great pleasure but at the same time I wanted to cum without touching myself again. Knowing I could cum just from my baby's pussy on my mouth turned me on. Then she did it, she found the little button to push. She said "I wish I had my boyfriend's big cock right now!" I grunted into her and started shooting my load into the air. She smiled down at me knowing what she had done. I was having a very powerful orgasm again with no touching at all. She decided to push me on a little more saying "He always fucks me soooo good with his big cock!" I was lost in total 100% cucky lust at this point. I was shooting jet after jet of hot cum into the air and really getting into the thought of what she was telling me. She was now gently tousling my hair and smiling sweetly down at me. Loving her power and control obviously. She now knew she can pretty much make me cum at will without even thinking of touching my cock. Must feel pretty powerful knowing something like that. With a few well placed words and looks she can drive her husband into wild uncontrolled orgasms. Damn I love her so!

  She looked back and saw the mess I had made all over my stomach. She giggled as she got off me and laid down beside me. I laid there recovering and looked over at her. She had this wide eyed huge grin on her face. I could really tell she was pleased with herself for what she did to me. She sort of nudged me by the shoulder and told me to go clean myself up. I staggered out of the bed, still weak from the experience and headed to the bathroom.I started washing up and glanced out and saw her laying back on the bed, arms behind her head and legs splayed wide open. She looked to me like a conquering hero or heroine I should say. All full of herself and satisfied. A very sexy sight indeed. I returned to bed and scooted over and embraced her. She wrapped an arm around me and I nuzzled into her neck this time. It was sort of a reverse from the norm for us. Normally it would be her her nuzzled into my neck or chest but this time I did her. It was very comforting to me. Now all cleaned up and the heat of the moment over I felt a tad embarrassed. I still don't understand these emotions because I have bared my soul to her willingly and (nearly) completely. Not sure why I still sometimes feel ashamed or embarrassed after. Maybe it's the tearing down of a false manhood type thing. I don't mean that as in I don't see myself as a man, because I do. I just mean I've been letting go of the typical stereo types and bravado you normally expect with a husband and his wife. Lately I almost feel as if I am surrendering a part of myself to her (willingly and happily of course).

  She spoke first asking me if I enjoyed it (stupid question, normally my question also). I told her she never ceases to amaze me and turns me on more and more all the time. I then looked at her and told her the "pussy licker" name was a nice touch. She giggled and said it just came to her, but it seemed fitting. I told her I'd always be her little pussy licker if she'd let me. She kissed me sweetly on the lips and told me "I'm never letting that tongue go!" I laughed and said I'm glad. She told me to pull the sheet up because she was getting chilly. I did and then returned to snuggling with her. I told her thanks for another sexy evening. She turned into me and hugged me close and told me she's having as much fun as I am. I said I doubted that but was glad to hear she thought so. Then she said something that really hit home. It turned me on probably as much as anything that's been said or done to this point.

  “I'm the one with two men here. I got a husband who loves me and can't get enough of me. And I have a boyfriend who gives me all the big dick I can handle!"

  I couldn't help it. I moaned again and pulled her in as tight as I could. It instantly made me hard again hearing her say it. "So I think I'm having more fun than anyone," she said, giggling.

  I started kissing on her neck and telling her she's the sexiest woman alive. She laughed and felt my hard cock poking her in the belly. She reached down and grabbed hold of it and whispered in my ear "Well the sexiest woman alive is going to sleep now, you're going to have to take care of this yourself." I groaned hearing her say that. I know I was being greedy but that comment she made had turned me on so much. I told her I understood and thanked her for already doing so much for me. She let go of my cock and nuzzled in on my neck. We laid there for a little while and had the occasional sleepy chit chat before falling asleep. I never did take care of that last boner. I just laid there and let it subside. Eventually the feeling passed and I was able to relax. She is just so incredible!

  So Friday night was "date night". A real live actual date night this time. No bones about it. Talked about openly in front of me by both of them. Called a date by both of them in front of me! This is the kind of thing that dreams are made of for me. Now all that said I know my boss wasn't making any kind of public statement or anything. He's obviously unaware I know anything so it's not like I am really putting it. But to me, it's still a real date. To Samantha I know it is too so.

  During the week we talked about it a couple of times. I brought it up once telling her how sexy I found the whole thing. Telling her hot the scenario of her dating him "out in the open" without it being hidden was to me. She found it amusing that I thought about this stuff. Not sure if she really gets the whole cuckold mind set but she seems to be trying and like I mentioned before, she has her own take on it all and so far that's worked great for both of us. She did ask me what about the "out in the open" thing was so appealing to me. I tried to explain it but really couldn't. It falls into the same category as the rest of this stuff, somewhat unknown but so damn sexy and erotic. I did manage to explain I find the idea or thought of a woman so confident and sure of herself that she is willing to go out and take whatever she wants very sexy. That she could care less what others thought, if she wanted to date other men even though she's married, then she would. I said that kind of woman is supremely sexy and then I told her she was becoming that kind of woman. She seemed to like that . Before that conversation was over though she did tell me not to get too far ahead of myself with all this. That it's not really in the "out in the open" stage just yet and might never be. I told her I knew that but I could always fantasize it was and we both laughed. She teased me a little by saying "You do that!" as she ruffled my hair and walked away.

  Then on Thursday she brought it up. She had taken the day off and spent it tanning and shopping and doing other things girls do to get ready for a big date. She was in a very good mood when I got home and seemed to be primed and ready for Friday night. I brought home dinner and we ate out on the balcony enjoying the warm summer breeze. She looked fantastic. I think as a woman she's hitting her prime. 28 years to mature and grow into her current body. Long and lean but just the right amount of softness and curves to make her very womanly. Her skin was so soft and brown looking, so silky smooth to the touch. Her hair looking more blonde than normal with her fresh tan. I could barely concentrate on my food sitting next to her like that. I really just wanted to go down on her right there and show her how much I appreciate her and value her. But anyway we ate and talked and I asked about her day. That's when she said she spent it getting ready for "her date". I know part of the reason she brought it up was to excite me. She always likes to keep me excited. But she also genuinely seemed excited herself. It almost felt like she was a girl excited for her big date and she just had to talk about it with someone. I was happy that someone got to be me. She told me how she got her eyebrows done and asked if I noticed. I lied and said I did
lol. I noticed allot but the eye brows escaped my attention that time. She also told me she got a waxing earlier and took my hand and put down her skimpy little shorts to let me have a feel. I whistled my excitement and she quickly removed my hand and giggled, saying "Not for you."

  Oh, that really excited me. That was the first time she ever said anything even close to that. It felt so surreal to me just then. She was denying something to me, saving it for her lover. I groaned aloud and she gave me a sexy little wink. We talked some more and she told me she bought a sexy little outfit that she would show me later. I told her I couldn't wait, which was completely true. The conversation went on and like I said, you could feel her excitement. Not sure what made this time so exciting for her. Maybe because she hasn't been going out with him lately and just meeting up for booty calls or fucking, whatever you want to call it. Maybe she really enjoys being out with him, feeling like she's out on a date, being seen by strangers as his woman. I don't know but I like to think some of that might be true. It makes it more exciting for me too.

  Later in the evening she modeled her new dress for me. I was watching TV and she came walking downstairs fully dressed in her outfit. She stood in front of the TV and did a little twirl asking what I thought. I whistled again telling her she looked mouthwatering.

  “I'm sure he’s going to love that!"

  She struck a couple of mock little poses for me saying "Think so?" in a sexy little voice. She fucking knows she's hot, she just wanted to hear it some more. I stood up and approached her. I immediately realized she was again taller than me with her new heels on. It feels so damn weird to stand next to her and look up at her, but I did ask her to wear her heels more often and not worry about me. I hugged her and she had a silly look on her face, I guess feeling slightly awkward as well with me being shorter. She gave me a quick little kiss and said she had to get these clothes off before she got anything on them. I whistled again as I watched her walk away. She swung her hips back and forth wildly putting on a little show as she walked away laughing. Needless to say there was no sex on Thursday. I knew enough to know she was ready for him and probably wanted to save herself for her date. Man, I'm such a perv. It gives me a little stiffy just writing that "Save herself for her date."