Now that we’d finally fucked we couldn’t keep our hands off of each other. Cheating is a risky game anyway but the way we were playing, we were playing with fucking fire.
The next morning when my husband showered (wife again, at work) he took me into their bedroom, pushed me onto my back on their bed quickly flicking my skirt up over me. He grabbed me by the thighs, which I’d instinctively spread open for him and he hauled my ass right to the edge of the bed. He roughly pulled my panties to the side bent down and gave my pussy a couple of long slow sweeps of his tongue before he took out his cock and slid it right in. I know you lot are probably thinking ‘where’s the foreplay?!?’ But to be honest, if he was around I was always hot, wet and ready to go… I didn’t mind in the slightest.
This time he fucked me in slow tormenting thrusts, sliding his cock in the whole way before dragging it slowly out again. Ever time he pulled out he’d smack my clit with the hot head of his dick before pushing back in again. I remember quietly begging with him in hushed tonnes so aware that my husband was only a few doors away to ‘please give me more, please fuck me faster’ but he had a wicked grin on his face and I knew my pleading was fruitless. He kept his eyes on mine the whole time, I couldn’t look away.
He leant over me and pushed his thumb into my mouth, I thought initially he wanted me to be quiet but when he pulled it back out again and placed it on my clit, rubbing in slow steady circles I knew his intentions were different. My orgasm built frustratingly slowly, as I finally neared the release I couldn’t keep hold of his gaze any longer and let my eyes fall shut. The second they did everything stopped. His thumb stopped swirling and his cock pulled quickly from me.
My eyes flew open instantly
‘No!’ I gasped
He just looked at me, smirking.
‘I was so close…’
‘Not yet’ was his reply as he straightened my knickers again. He tucked his cock away before leaning down to give me a tender kiss, taking my hand and tugging me up from the bed and out of the room just as we heard the shower turn off.
That was the first time I’d ever been edged and from that moment on I was hooked.
For the rest of the day we’d sneak any moment we could. He’d grab me in the hallway, push his leg between my thighs and kiss me fiercely knowing that my husband could appear any moment. Every look and every touch restarted that fire in me. By late afternoon I felt like I could barely hold on, he’d teased me mercilessly so I decided it was time I played the game too.
I went to the guest room and took my panties off. It gave me a thrill knowing I had an extra dirty little secret. Finally the time was right, he and my husband were outside on the patio having a beer, I poured myself a glass of wine and went to join them. I was sure to take the seat next to my husband and directly across from B. As I took my first sip of wine I lifted one leg, knee to my chest and tucked my foot up on the seat next to my ass, lifting my skirt and flashing my pussy and it’s neatly trimmed landing strip. My movement caught his attention and he glanced over at me, nearly choking on his beer as he realised what I’d done. I just smirked a tiny pleased smile at him, continued sipping my wine and let him look his fill. I know he was finding it difficult not to give away where his eyes kept going. I’ve sat there for maybe 20 minutes talking with my husband and B and I left myself exposed to him the whole time.
B noticed I’d finished my wine and offered to go inside and get me another glass.
‘That was the last of the bottle’ I said
Always a good host he replied ‘Well i better go and get some more, what do you like to drink?’
‘Hmmm I’m not really sure what I feel like, I’ll come with?’ I cheerily replied ‘want me to grab you anything?’ I asked my husband.
He declined so B and I left to do a quick stop at the supermarket 15 minutes down the road.
His hand was already under my skirt rubbing my bare pussy as we reversed out the drive way.
‘You fucking tease’ he practically growls at me ‘I can’t believe you did that. I nearly dove over there and burried my face in you. I wouldn’t have given a fuck that he was there watching’ (knowing what I know now I think he had some strong cuckhold fantasies. I just didn’t realise at the time).
I’m hardly even listening to him, mostly I can hear my own panting as he rubs me. I’m so fucking close after the edging that morning and then the torment all day. As we pull onto the main road he’s forced to remove his hand for good, I don’t let that hold me back and mine quickly replaces it. Turning myself in the seat so my pussy is spread to him my fingers work quickly on my clit until the orgasm breaks over me. He’s trying to watch the road but can’t help looking over at m playing with myself, his eyes dark and hungry.
As I come down from my high and try to catch my breath he shoots me a glare;
‘Did I fucking say you could cum?’
‘What?’
‘Did. I. Say. You. Could. Cum?’
‘Umm…’
I’m stunned, I don’t even know what to say. Before I can find the answer I’m looking for we’re pulling into the supermarket, He drives to the far back corner of the lot and turns the car off, immediately unzipping his pants and pulling his swollen cock out.
‘Suck it’
I don’t hesitate to kneel up on the seat, stick my ass in the air and take him into my hot mouth. It’s not a great position but I don’t mind, I just want him, any way I can have him and I’m dying to taste him again. His hand sneaks back under my skirt and he lazily strokes my ass and pussy as I lick the length of him, swirl my tongue around the head and take him into my throat. He’s thick and I have to fight hard against my gag reflex. His other hand is on the back of my head guiding me up and down. He likes his blowjobs hard and dirty he’s told me, so I’m not surprised when he pushes me to the point of gagging again and again. Finally with my eyes watering and drool pouring down his cock I feel him tense and his salty cum fills my mouth. I swallow it down and clean over his cock with my tongue. When I’m done his head is still leaning back against the seat, eyes closed, chest heaving. Eventually he opens his eyes and sees me grinning at him.
‘From now on you don’t cum unless I tell you to’
Holy shit. I can’t believe what I’ve gotten myself in to and I couldn’t be more fucking excited.
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Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/a0fzgp/how_it_started_part_3_mf_cheating
absolutely Wild stories…
i just wanna know if and or when the Husband will find out or Especially HIS wife..
My husband didn’t find out for 6 more months from here and by then we’d already called it quits (me and B) anyway. Not well though, it was messy and we were bouncing back and forwards and I was a wreck. That’s what finally made him twig.
When your wife can’t eat or sleep and cries at the drop of hat even the daftest husbands seem to be able to pick up that something strange is going on.
My husband text B’s wife before calling him…. so she found out the same night, albeit a few hours later.