Watching My Wife, Watch The Boy Next Door (PT7) [Cheating][Cuckolding]

[pt1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/8elejh/watching_my_wife_watch_the_boy_next_door/)

[pt2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/8enztv/watching_my_wife_watch_the_boy_next_door_pt2/)

[pt3](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/8eujtc/watching_my_wife_watch_the_boy_next_door_pt3/)

[pt4](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/8ex766/watching_my_wife_watch_the_boy_next_door_pt4/)

[pt5](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/8f3o3w/watching_my_wife_watch_the_boy_next_door_pt5femdom/)

[pt6](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/8f6lj5/watching_my_wife_watch_the_boy_next_door_pt6/)

I was speechless. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. My wife…….the love of my life…..the apple of my eye…..the mother to my child…. There she was……….

Wait……No. That’s not right. We weren’t here yet. Let’s back up. Where were we?

**45 Minutes ago**

I didn’t go IN to the store. I just sat out in the parking lot in the dark , watching the minutes on the clock tick by. I was shaking like I as cold but my blood was red hot. All my breaths were shallow and quick. I was light headed. I was sick. But deep down………. I was SOO into it. WAS something going to happen? IS something happening now?

My mind went over every conceivable scenario that could have happened by now . Maybe they just ate dinner. Maybe they just sat and talked. Maybe Matt made the move on her. Maybe she made the move on him. What if she was lusting after that fat little thing he had in his shorts. Maybe that was why she wore them. Maybe as soon as I left she dropped down to her knees at his feet. Maybe he just took it. Maybe she liked it. She might not ever let me fuck her again. She might leave me. She might stay. She might just go over there for sex. Was it better not watching?

Watching My Wife, Watch The Boy Next Door (Pt6) [Teasing][Exhibition][Femdom][Cheating]

(Almost there folks)

[pt1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/8elejh/watching_my_wife_watch_the_boy_next_door/)

[pt2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/8enztv/watching_my_wife_watch_the_boy_next_door_pt2/)

[pt3](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/8eujtc/watching_my_wife_watch_the_boy_next_door_pt3/)

[pt4](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/8ex766/watching_my_wife_watch_the_boy_next_door_pt4/)

[pt5](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/8f3o3w/watching_my_wife_watch_the_boy_next_door_pt5femdom/)

Matt was clutching a white tee shirt when he came in the door. For some reason, being in the house alone with my wife and this young half naked stud mad me…….anxious.

We both watched as he loosened the shirt in his grip and tug it over his head. I heard Crystal whimper slightly.

“Fuck this guy can fill out a shirt” I thought. “What size is that…..Extra Medium?”

Even in this shirt, I could trace the lines of every muscle this guy had. Hell, even his muscles had muscles. After tugging the shirt over his frame, he ran his fingers through his hair, and rubbed his chin. His chin had that slight stubble on it that scratched when he ran his fingers over it. It made him look like he had been up all night solving mysteries.

Fuck., that looked cool.

“Matt I am going to have some red wine. Would you like some of that instead of that cheap nasty beer James bought?” Crystal asked, holding a bottle and two glasses, even though there were three people there. There was also something about the way her hand grasped the neck of that bottle that just screamed “hand on cock”

Watching My Wife, Watch The Boy Next Door (PT5)[Femdom]

[pt1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/8elejh/watching_my_wife_watch_the_boy_next_door/)

[pt2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/8enztv/watching_my_wife_watch_the_boy_next_door_pt2/)

[pt3](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/8eujtc/watching_my_wife_watch_the_boy_next_door_pt3/)

[pt4](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/8ex766/watching_my_wife_watch_the_boy_next_door_pt4/)

Why is it when you are in a hurry, you seem to get caught but EVERY red light between you and where you are going. It was almost like the Universe was holding me back…….teasing me longer even. At each light, my legs clamped together, squeezing my cock. I wasn’t really meaning to do that. It was just happening. It was like my body needed the release. Even as I drove, my free hand would leave the steering wheel and cup my cock, giving it a small jack here and there.

When I pulled up onto my street, I was both relieved and disappointed when I heard the mower still running in the backyard. The part that was relieved still was the part that wanted to keep my marriage sacred. It didn’t want my wife to be soiled, used, pleasured, fucked, sucked, whatever by this home wrecking stranger.

“Home wrecking stranger……. How hypocritical of me” I thought, reflecting back to my fling with my patient.

Watching My Wife, Watch The Boy Next Door (PT4) [MMF][Cuckold] [WifeShare]

[Pt1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/8elejh/watching_my_wife_watch_the_boy_next_door/)

[Pt2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/8enztv/watching_my_wife_watch_the_boy_next_door_pt2/)

[Pt3](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/8eujtc/watching_my_wife_watch_the_boy_next_door_pt3/)

Dreams

What is it about dreams? They never make sense when you sit and think about them but as you are having them, basic logic and physics all seem to disappear. You don’t know why you do things or how things happen…….They just do. And you will go on about your dream like all is a norm. Dreams never seem to follow the basic rules of time either. One moment you may be here….the next you will be here with just a thought, rather than going through the whole process of getting there.

*We were in our room. I knew it was our room. But it didn’t look like our room. Everything was white. The sheets. The walls. The carpet. Light seemed to be pouring in from nowhere at all, illuminated the room as though there were spotlights everywhere. And we……..well we were tangled up in each other. I kissed my wife’s lips, I squeezed her tit. We rolled around in the oversized bed, never once getting close to the edge.*

*It was perfect.*

Watching My Wife, Watch The Boy Next Door (PT3) [MF][Masturbation]

[pt1](https://old.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/8elejh/watching_my_wife_watch_the_boy_next_door/)

[pt2](https://old.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/8enztv/watching_my_wife_watch_the_boy_next_door_pt2/)

“So what is it you do……..What was your name again?” I asked, peering over the fence between us

“Oh its Matt sir and I ughh…….I am a student.”

“So you dont work? Do you live here with your parents?” I asked, knowing full well I had never seen anyone else other then him coming in and out of the house. “And please. Call me James”

“Oh Okay James” he said with a big smile. His teeth were perfect pearly whites that seemed to glow in the day. They were a nice contrast against his dark tan skin. “No I don’t work. When my parents died, I was left with a little bit of money. It wasn’t much but it was enough to keep me on my feet for a few years while I go to school. So if I am not at school, I am here working on the house”

Watching My Wife, Watch The Boy Next Door (PT. 2) [MF]

Now we have fucked before……but this was something different. This was something primal…….. And dirty. Not a word was spoken between us. Just a series of grunts and moans that filled our bedroom. I was already charged and primed to explode before I even walked in.

Each hand found place on the window on either side of her head by the time her panties hit the floor. My slacks didnt make it that far. Instead, they and my underwear both hung half mast at my knees, while I guided my hard cock between her legs. I would like to say I pushed into her but in all reality she sank down onto me. With one solid push I was engulfed in her warm embrace. A soft pant escaped her lips that I caught in the reflection of the glass.

I began my usual moves. The moves that had always worked all the previous years of our marriage. First my hands cupped the underside of her breast as my hips began to pump her. They slid up the soft underside of her breast until her nipples ,which were standing erect, were both caught in the corner of my thumbs and forefingers. My hot wet mouth landed behind her ear in the border of her hair. I gave a nice sloppy lick followed by a kiss before I sucked her ear lobe. Then my hands slithered down her body, pulling back her robe and landing on each of her soft motherly hips.

Watching My Wife, Watch The Boy Next Door [MF]

“This is it.” I think as I unpack the last box from the moving truck. “This is my chance to start over…….a clean slate”

I had just moved my family halfway across the country to start a new life. The plan was to start a new practice out of my home so I could spend more time with the family……..or at least that is what I told my wife anyways. The truth was, that after my affair, I thought this would be a good way to help us start fresh and hopefully save my marriage……..maybe she would forgive me for walking in on me and one of my younger patients frantically tangled up in each other, on my marital bed back home.

The home was an older LA style Victorian. Two stories…….old drafty rooms, nice solid wood everywhere, older Tiffany lamps all through the house…….It was nice……very nice. But nothing was to good for my wife and son.

The Wedding of Sally Jupiter [MF] [cuck] [Public]

**1947**

I had just witnessed the marriage of Sally Jupiter, formally the Silk Spectre, to her long time manager Lawrence Schexayder. Sally looked incredible in her green dress that stopped just at the knees. I guess a white dress was surely out of the question. Sally was by no means a virgin, I should know. Her and I have had many encounters over the years, but we haven’t seen each other since she retired from the Watchmen and fell off the grid. My cock swelled slightly at the sight of her again. As she and Lawrence made their way down the aisle, her eyes met mine and gave me an all to familiar smirk. We hadn’t spoke in nearly two years but I could already feel the desire to feel her legs wrapped around me again.

My thoughts drifted back in time to her thick curvy figure under they yellow outfit that barely covered anything that she used to wear, her round milky breast looked so good when they were covered by that sheer fabric, or the way her ass peaked out from the bottom of her black silk panties, only barely covered by the black fishnet.

Dreams or Daddy Issues? [Mf]

Your mom and I had been dating for several months before I met you. She actually didn’t even tell me about you for the longest time. I don’t know why. You were young……..smart…….and very pretty. I remembered thinking, that if I had only been a few years younger……..I would be chasing you.”

But I wasn’t a few years younger……..and I was dating your mom………and things were going well with her. She was closer to my age, pretty, curvy soft figure. She had a job and was supporting you while you went to college, which meant she really didn’t need me, which was also in its own way, very attractive. As we kept dating, I started staying over more and even spending the night on some nights. I never knew for sure but I always expected you knew exactly what was going on, on those nights I would meet you at the breakfast table in just my boxer shorts. How could you not? You were after all pretty smart and not oblivious to what adults do.

CAMPING TRIP CURIOSITIES [MM]

(First time posting so be gentle)

Alright. I’ll admit. I wasn’t thinking. Somehow I had convinced you and a few other friends to go camping during the hottest time of the year. So needless to say……it was hot………really hot.

And in my haste to get up here, I accidentally packed the one man tent rather then the big one. Which means you and I were going to be sleeping in “close quarters”…….really close actually.

I had had a few beers, and was sprawled out in only my boxer shorts on the top of my sleeping bag when I heard you unzip the tent door and come crawling in. I had a good buzz going. My mind was slightly foggy and my head was heavy. I was ready for bed. We had agreed that due to the heat , we would both be sleeping in our underwear at night. After all we were bros and its not like either of us havent seen each other in our underwear or much less before.

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