MFF- Bow to the Cuck Queen [Str8-Les], [Ebony], [Cuckqueen], [Cumplay], [Voy]

Bow to the Cuck Queen

I still don’t know what had gotten into me. Maybe it was the heat or maybe it was my biology ticking the right time of the month. I was horny and I was hot to get laid. I am fundamentally bad at picking up guys and though I know it’s often a sellers market out there when it comes to women looking to get laid I still knew I would struggle. I don’t trust those phone apps and It was a little early in the day to troll the clubs. The local bar would have to do. It was early happy hour and the executives and would surely be drinking themselves into a horny stupor before dinner time.

I have had limited luck with them before. A few times I got to the point of being ready to take them home to my place only to see the telltale ring shaped imprint on their finger just in time. I am not going to wrong some trusting woman. Aside from being something I would feel awful about, it’s also a dangerous game to play. I politely let them down and tell them to satisfy their blue balls on the person for whom they shared their ring with. I like to think I helped some marriages that way but who was I kidding they probably went after the next piece of tail that walked their way.

In no world would I be described as stunning. I am however admittedly very cute. I keep my long blonde hair very well groomed and my stocky but short frame fits my voluptuous chest and round ass perfectly. I might not be the taste of every man but I have curves in all the right places and i know how to use them.

I knew I looked good as I strode into the bar. A few businessmen clearly stopped their conversations briefly to look me up and down before continuing their blathering. There were some women in the bar. Mostly there with their significant others or grabbing a quick drink while it was cheap. Not much competition I thought to myself as I went to the bar. At this point i was lagging to see if i could get my drink paid for but apparently I hadnt grabbed enough attention yet. I thought to myself “oh well maybe this is a bust, I’ll grab a drink and head home and try out that new toy i bought”

As I was finishing my glass of shiraz. A hand appeared beside me. I heard a quavering voice say to the bartender. “I’ll have another scotch on the rocks, and let me buy another for this young lady here” He pulled up a stool next to me. He was somewhat shy and definitely stood out from the confident businessman here. He wasn’t in a suit. He was wearing jeans and a clean t-shirt. Looking around the room I made a joke about it.

“Thank you, you seem a bit under-dressed for this place today”

He replied “Yeah well its my day off. On my work days i’d be in her with a top hat and tails”

It was a stupid joke but I laughed warmly at him. He clearly was coming on to me and I really wanted to make it clear to him that he wouldn’t have to work hard. I put my hand on his knee.

“That would be a sight to be sure. Though I’m afraid i left my ball gown in the closet of my bedroom”

Subtlety was not my strong suit and I wasn’t looking to play games. I needed to get off. T-shirt and jeans guy would suit that need perfectly. I know how men work and the less work they exerted here at the bar the more work i could coax out of them to make me get off. My hand rode up his thigh more.

“I could show you if you’d like”

He gulped down a big swig of scotch. Clearly this helped boost his confidence. But he surprised me.

“Actually if you don’t mind. I was going to suggest you come to my place instead. I have a really nice bottle of wine I have been looking for someone to share with and i see it’s your type.”

He gestured to my glass. He was an enigma to me. It was a calm shyness mixed in with a laser sharp focused pick up move. It was disarming and disorienting and it worked like a charm.

“Er… sure.. That works!” I said quickly, forgetting myself.

I quickly gulped the rest of my wine and headed out the door. He opted to drive and I was surprised at how close his place was to both my place and the bar. “If this works out” I thought “this might be a good consistent way to get my rocks off” I was a free spirit and had no desire to be tied down to a relationship at the time. But it was a nice prospect to have a nice piece on the side to satisfy my needs when the mood struck me.

My head was slightly swimming from the rapid consumption of two glasses of wine. Not drunk, not really tipsy but the speed in which all this went down left little time for deep thought. During the ride and the walk into his place the conversation was thick with innuendo. The air in the car seemed to scream out “in less than half an hour these two people are going to be fucking”

His place was nice and modest, A two car garage and a nice walk up. Once inside he quickly went to the kitchen and came out with two glasses and a bottle of red wine. As he opened the bottle and poured the glasses I could feel my lust taking over. I was sizing him up head to toe cataloguing all the ways I wanted to take him and have him take me. By the time he handed me the glass my cataloguing was complete and I could feel my face flush as my breath grew deeper. We clinked glasses and sipped our wine.

“It’s a nice neighborhood you can get a nice view of it from the window in my bedroom” his clumsy but focused shyness returned.

“Oh i’ll bet” I replied, my voice dripping with sensual irony.

I followed him up the stairs redoubling my cataloguing efforts. “Oh the things i’m going to do to you” I thought to myself.

Once upstairs he led me to his large bedroom and threw open the bay window.

“See it’s quite a view” he said standing there looking out

I set my glass on his nightstand and pulled my dress down revealing my black silk bra.

“The view here is pretty good too” I said knowing how cheesy it sounded.

He turned slowly with a knowing look on his face. He walked to a table and chair by the door and placed his glass and the half full bottle on it. He reached down to me with confidence lowering himself to my nape and kissing it gently and descended down my body kissing along the edges of my bra before boldly cupping my breast and pressing it against his warm lips. A soft moan escaped my lips as I clutched for the waistband of his pants. My hands trailed to his buttons and I made quick work of that and his zipper. I wanted him to satisfy me, I wanted him to place his mouth all over me. But for now my mind was singularly focused on what he would be putting inside of me. He ceased kissing me and stood up tall and removed his shirt as i pulled down his pants and underwear to reveal his sizable and erect cock. I looked up at him as i dropped to my knees and licked the side of his cock before engulfing his full shaft into my mouth. A few impassioned strokes with my tongue I was enamored with his member. I continued the motion as I quickly tore off the rest of my bra and dress leaving me in just my panties. I made deep vocalizations thrumming my vibrations against him engorged cock.

As I did so a sound came which i was not expecting. A slight slam came from outside quickly followed by footsteps. I froze. I glanced over at the hand of the man whose cock was currently down my throat. There plain as day was a ring. My mind quickly went over all the “clues”, the two car garage, the large house and large bedroom of the man who apparently could take a random wednesday off from work. While my brain was panicking my instinct to pull away seemed to be frozen. I had stopped working on his shaft and yet I had not let go. What seemed like seconds of thought had probably been a good minute because before i could react the bedroom door opened.

“Im home… hey what do you want for di…. Oh”

Before I could even react his hand was at the back of my head pushing his cock deeper and deeper into my still wanting mouth. My brain went on autopilot. My tongue started working again as I let his hands guide my mouth on his now even harder cock. That punctuated “oh” she let out told volumes. It lacked any malice or anger. It rang of surprise and pleasure. She had walked in on her husband balls deep into the mouth of some random woman and she not only didn’t mind but she seemed to like it. I adjusted my position to get a good look at her. My mouth still working up and down her husbands eager and now suddenly more turgid cock. She was beautiful in her low cut short hemmed yellow sundress. Her dark tattooed skin was lovely as it revealed just enough of a curved frame to pique interest on both the top and the bottom of the dress. I had experimented with women before and knew what i liked. She had all of it in abundance. I locked eyes with her for a moment as I took her husband deep into my throat gagging briefly in the process. She maintained an almost kind and warming look as she set down her purse and took the chair by the door. She proceeded to pour herself a glass of wine and kept her gaze fixed on the scene in front of her. I looked up at him as he caressed my face encouraging me to continue before his gaze also turned to her in a loving way.

I have never experienced this cuckolding fetish before. I don’t know what it is about. But everything about this situation had turned my initial fear and anxiety into an adrenaline filled wave of pleasure starting at his cock in my mouth and sending shivers through my body and causing my panties to rapidly become unwearable. My mouth had been well worked and I needed more. I pulled him out of my mouth and stared at her as i licked the edges and the head of his shaft.

With one hand holding and sipping her glass the other started probing the edges of her sundress. First at the top lightly squeezing and caressing her perfect breasts before traveling southward to the low hem of her dress revealing a beautiful pair of purple panties which she was starting to fondle.

I crawled up onto their bed and positioned myself in a way to give them both a full view as I pulled down my soaked black silk panties over my round ass he dutifully dropped to his knees putting himself at face level with me as he grabbed my hips and pushed his face deep into my ass flicking his tongue over and over my pussy. He almost gave himself no room to breath as he used his tongue to open me up before entering me with it and sending shivers of pleasure through me. I knew that i was on full display for her. I knew she could see her dutiful husband with his tongue deep inside this random woman bringing her to heights of pleasure. More than anything I wanted her to know what pleasure i was feeling riding his face. Without need for exaggeration my deep moans were starting to become throaty bellows. The whole scene was turning me on in ways i could have never imagined. His tongue was impressively nimble. I struggled to understand how she could have shared it with anyone and yet I wasn’t complaining. A particularly active thrust with his tongue brought out a long deep moan from me. This time my moan brought a soft echo from the doorway area of the room. I couldn’t really see her as I was facing away from her but the simple sound told me everything i needed to know. I wanted to hear more. I have always been vocal in sex but somehow I needed to let loose even more. I let myself be taken with all inhibition melting away by the sensations i was feeling. The throaty orgazmic sounds that came out of me were loud and genuine. The louder and more lusty my sounds became, the more pronounced the sounds came from the doorway. Her sounds were muted and muffled. She clearly wanted to remain a silent observer but something about the scene unfolding in front of her was taking her away too.

Maybe she did want to be a silent observer. Maybe including her at all was anathema to this arrangement this couple had. But if i was going to be their plaything I was going to get every single drop of pleasure I could out of it. I pulled away from his face. And turned my body around to face her. I was still on my hands and knees on their marriage bed. My ass was splayed up high in the air facing away from her. Her hands stopped what had clearly been some active play underneath those purple panties. She was otherwise still fully dressed in her sundress. Her husband took the cue perfectly. If she was to be the lens of our porno camera for this show. I wanted her to see all the angles. I made a positively vulgar face at her as i licked my lips and teeth. Her husband positioned himself behind me. With both of us facing her. He thrust himself deep inside me. My moans organically picked up where they left off with his tongue. This time I could tell my gaze kept her in a state of reluctance.

Her reluctance became a challenge to me and I would not back down from that challenge. He grabbed my wide hips and continued to plunge himself deeper inside me. I suspected his gaze was on her as well as he standed grunting more and more. His grunting momentarily concerned me as I needing him to hold off cumming, not just for me but also for this challenge sitting in front of me. It was time to stop playing fair. I don’t know how this cuckolding thing works and I don’t much care anymore. She was going to hear it.

“Oh… I don’t know how you could ever share this cock… but ungh.. Boy am i glad you did”

With my ass up in the air and him pounding hard into my pussy. I gave her the most aggressive face I had. Grinding my teeth on the words. All true to my feelings.

“Your husband’s cock… is… so deep inside me. God… how do you take it…. Fuck!”

I turn my head to face him.

“Give it to me… let your wife see it how hard you are giving it to this random slut… and you…”
I turn back to her. “Are you just going to sit there?… I know what you were doing before…you cant hide it. Why don’t you be a good girl and do it again. Show me that pussy show me what watching your husband fuck a random slut does to you.”

She sheepishly grabbed the bottle of wine and took a big swig of it before throwing on of her beautiful dark legs over the armrest of the chair. At first rubbing herself through her panties before shaking her head and pulling them to the side to reveal her open wetness where black meets pink.

“Thats a good girl” I said through my grunts and longer groans.

As he looked at her from behind me I hear his soft but deep whisper to her “Thats a very good girl”

He gripped me harder as the view of his wife fingering herself seemed to spur him on. Bucking harder and harder against me. I reached down below myself to feel my pussy around his cock. I let my head drop to do so. He wasn’t having it. He reached down to pull my long blond hair and pull my gave back up to face his wife. He wanted me to see her fingering herself and he wanted her to know he wanted me to see her. This caused her to let go quite a bit as she plunged her two fingers inside her bright pink pussy beautifully contrasted against her ebony flesh. For the first time my attention was pulled away from my own pleasure and I took keen note of her pleasure. I licked my lips at the thought of burying my face in that pussy. She was so beautiful and I started looking at her as hungrily as I was looking at him earlier. I used my legs to tighten up on his shaft and positively milk the cum out of him. My moans were getting louder as the thought of him cumming in my pussy became almost secondary to the thought of all the things i wanted to do to this goddess in front of me. I say almost because the sheer volume of cum he thrust into me as he orgasmed put me in a white hot heat before I too howled a screaming orgasm.. The goddess in front of me was fairly frantic to cum with us with her fingers working full time. He pulled out and deeply sighed as he watched his wife furiously trying to cum.

“Now now my good girl” I purred. “That’s no way to get the job done. I would show you but I’m afraid your husband her has made a mess of me. If you come her and clean up his mess i’m sure we can find a way to help you out.”

I rolled over and spread eagle on the bed. Gesturing with my finger for her to come to me. Her husband dutifully crossed to her giving her a deep loving kiss before pulling her sundress off of her leaving her standing there in her purple bra and panties. She was trancelike as she crossed the room to me.

“I’m sure you know what your husband’s cum tastes like. But I’d like you to try it blended with a little of me.”

I grabbed her beautiful entranced face as I gently pushed it down to my now sticky muff. She reached her hand down to rub herself through her panties as she licked and slurped her husbands cum from my pussy. My eyes rolled into the back of my head as a gave a newfound wave of moans. In the corner of the room the husband had poured another glass of wine transfixed on the scene of his wife swallowing all the cum he put inside some random woman. She was so diligent as her tongue cleaned out every part of me. She swallowed it down and went back for more plunging her tongue deeper and deeper each time. By the time she had cleaned me out she was tonguing every part of my pussy. Focusing for moments on my clit while I groaned in pleasure before plunging her tongue back into me. Her fingers had reached their frantic state like before as they plunged in and out of her in direct view of her husband. By now he had downed his drink and had nursed his erection back to full mast. Between moans.I stroked her face

“I promised our good girl here she would get to cum. Do you think you could help your wife with that.”

He needed no further prompting as the sight of his wifes beautiful round ass in his face had quickly rejuvenated his massive erection. He jumped up with both hands tore his wife’s panties off of her. The vibration of her ecstatic moan as he positively plowed himself into her pussy sent another wave of pleasure reverberating through my body. She dutifully kept licking my pussy and as she kept moaning and bucking against him my my vision went tunneled with pleasure. Looking at him over his wife’s back I could tell he wouldn’t last long.

“Fuck her… fuck your wife… she deserves to cum.”

She pulled away from my pussy just in time to howl one final time before he pushed her onto me as he came the orgasm flowed through her as she came hard on his cock. She plunged her quivering tongue right over my clit and I too added my voice to our trio of orgazmic screams.

He fairly slumped to the floor spent. I was exhausted. She had this euphoric grin on her face.

We all ended up laying there together, exhausted. We had cum our brains out and consumed a generous amount of wine. A thought occurred to me as I caught my breath.

“You know.. I came twice, and he came twice. I guess that means we owe you one.”

I stood up and found a pen. I wrote my name and number on a piece of paper. I collected my clothes happily watching the married couple being cute with each other. As I went to the bathroom before leaving wordlessly to catch a cab back to the bar. I overhead the him say to her through the bedroom door.

“Happy Anniversary Honey”

Her moans were the last thing I heard as I left their house.

Author’s note:This story was a result of someone replying to my post whose post history and interests inspired me. If you enjoy please free to PM or Comment.

Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/8wcele/mff_bow_to_the_cuck_queen_str8les_ebony_cuckqueen

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