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My Addiction
by Bruce Coquetry (1998 address defunct)
***
Is it possible to be addicted to watching your wife
being fucked by other men? Is it possible to enjoy
being bade a cuckold? I'm the living proof that it is.
(MMF, wife, true, cuck)
***
When I first met Kelly the first thing I noticed was
her legs. I've always appreciated nice legs but hers
are the best. But the next thing I noticed was her
nose. "Poor thing," I thought. A body to die for and a
nose like that.
Yes, her nose is rather large, though really not that
bad. I'd seen Kelly several times in the group but had
never heard her say a word. Quiet and rather
introverted, never seemed my type. Until one day when
someone cracked a joke, where across the room she was
smiling and my heart just melted. I had to get to know
her.
Several weeks had gone by and I still could hardly get
a word out of her. I tried everything and when I was
finally about to give up she started warming up to me.
A few intimate dates and I got her naked body in bed.
God, was I in heaven. This girl could fuck.
Let me describe her for you: 5'6," 34-22-36 and 112lbs.
of green- eyed 28-year-old blonde. Everything about her
seemed perfect for me. I was surprised that she fucked
me on the third date. She seemed so introverted and
innocent. I was right about the introverted part but
this woman was hardly innocent. We fucked and talked
all night. We both came twice.
This woman was blowing my mind. Kelly doesn't make love
- she fucks. She seems to devour my cum when she gives
head. She says she's always enjoyed sex and has had
more experience than any woman I've known. I was
surprised to find out about the innumerable men this
woman has had.
At first I felt quite threatened. She'd tell me about
her affairs with married men, crazy men, one-night
stands and drunken meaningless strangers. But she
seemed so sweet. I wanted to drop her but I couldn't.
She has everything: Brains, looks, a terrific sense of
humor, but most of all, her pussy felt more perfect
around my cock than any other I had ever had.
Yea, I was no virgin either. So I really didn't have
room to talk. I may have had as many "partners" as
Kelly, but the idea of keeping and marrying a woman who
is so promiscuous was scary.
I don't know when it all changed but all of a sudden
the way other men would look at her was turning me on.
I found myself talking her into wearing short skirts to
show off those legs while having a constant erection
knowing that other men wanted her. I would watch guys
as we walked by, stop and turn around to check her out.
I even saw one woman hit the guy she was with when he
stopped for a second look.
Kelly almost always goes braless and sometimes I even
talked her into wearing something sheer so we could
show off her tits. I was getting hornier and hornier
knowing that other guys wanted to fuck her too.
Sometimes I would have to jack-off thinking about
showing her off. The idea aroused me like nothing in my
life had before.
My ears would get hot and my lips numb. I just had to
have more. And the more I wanted the less I got. Kelly
started getting upset at the idea of being a "Barbie
Doll," that I could dress up.
One night we fought over what she would wear to go out.
She came straight out and asked me if it was the men
seeing her that excited me or if it was them wanting
her. I had to think a moment before I realized that it
was the wanting.
She then said that was no big deal. That if I let her
wear what she wanted and gave her 10 minutes she could
have a whole bar of men wanting her. So here we were at
our favorite bar. My wife dressed much more
conservatively than usual but proving that she was
right. I don't know how many men she flirted with that
night but I could have cum in my pants.
That night I decided I wanted to see her fucked. She
would have no part in it though. "No," she said,
"fucking around had made her crazy." And "she had
gotten married so she wouldn't have to any more."
Later that week I purchased several colored thermal
shirts. Kelly immediately fell for the red. She just
loved the shade, so she tried it on. Since I wear
large, I doubted the fit. Was I wrong! I fit her like a
short dress. A really short dress. I told her how hot
it looked on her, stopping just two maybe three inches
below her crotch. It looked designed to show off her
legs. That weekend we were going out - she decided to
wear that red thermal top as a dress. I couldn't
believe it. It was, by far, sexier than anything I had
ever wanted her to wear was.
***
One weekend out: Kelly was wearing a rather short
skirted, oh I don't know what you'd call it, "jumper"
perhaps. Kelly had quite a bit to drink that night. I
had to leave for work at 10pm. It was apparent that Kel
was still in the mood to party. I suggested that she
continue without me. Her reply was that I just wanted
her to get into trouble. I told her that I would love
nothing more. I dared her to stay out and have "some
fun."
Leaving for work, I wasn't sure what she would do. When
I called home later, there was no answer. I paced the
floor at work, caught between mixed emotions. On one
hand, I was extremely aroused. On the other, I was
nervous and worried. I kept telling myself not to
worry. At the most, I anticipated that she would find
some guy or guys to flirt with.
I don't know why I thought she would go any further,
she never had before. I had been practically begging
her to fuck someone else during a session with her
several nights earlier. She had even gotten so horny
that she was begging for "cocks." My cock that night
was harder than ever.
It was two in the morning when she finally called me at
work. "Well, I've been making out with Greg."
"Greg, your old flame?"
"Yea, I hope you're happy."
(I was instantly hard!)
She had called him from the bar to meet her. He had
been drinking all day. He was quite drunk. They made
out in my car where he finally got to feel her tits.
She said he was quite impressed.
I was both elated and somewhat disappointed: She says
they went no further than making out and him twisting
her nipples. She refused to even consider ever seeing
him again.
***
The first time I watched her fuck was quite unexpected.
We had been drinking at the local tavern until closing
time. As we pulled out of the parking lot onto the main
street a white car passed then slowed down. When we
caught up to the car on the left, he rolled down his
window. It was an ex-boyfriend of one of Kel's best
friends.
He had been drinking and was in quite the parting mood.
Yelling out his window wondering what we had been up
to. He invited us to his place about a mile or so down
the road. Kelly seemed interested in going about
anywhere else but home so we followed Art.
At his house he made us both drinks. We talked and
laughed at Art's great sense of humor. He was going on
about how hard it had been since his breakup with Kel's
friend. His attempts at dating were futile though he
seemed to see humor in it all. After a piss break, we
sat down on the couch and continued to talk and drink.
It all seemed pretty innocent.
When Art left for the kitchen to prepare more drinks,
Kelly told me that she thought I should go to the
bathroom again. She "needed more time alone with Art"!
She said "this is going to cost you buddy." Wow, I was
instantly erect. I knew where she was coming from
immediately. I felt a bundle of nerves as I returned to
the bathroom. I was trembling. I waited.
I found out later that Kelly had walked into the
kitchen and laid a kiss on Art standing at the counter.
I was surprised to learn that it was the second time
she had advanced on him with a kiss that night. As she
was telling me later that the first kiss really
surprised him and during the second kiss he couldn't
help but press his body and cock against her in a
combination rutting groan. Yes he wanted her. I knew
they had fucked years before but I really didn't get
any impression that she was interested in him this
whole time we had been married. That is until this
night.
Well there I was waiting in the bathroom. How long do I
wait? When do I know it's cool to come out? So many
thoughts went through my mind. Can I go through with
this? Can she? I was excited though. My heart pumped
harder than ever. My lips felt numb and I wasn't sure I
could breathe. I had this raging hard-on that screamed
for relief. I thought about jacking off but was too
afraid to spend myself. Figuring that once I'm relieved
it would be easier to back out of this, if this is
really happening.
I heard them laughing in the living room. She was
telling him that it was okay and that I knew they had
fucked before. She said she knew he wanted her again.
He told her that if she were his he wouldn't be
"sharing her" with anyone else. She was insisting, "No,
no, it's okay." I chose that time to go back out there.
She was sitting on the couch and he on the floor in
front of her. Kel immediately asked me to reassure him
that I didn't mind that they had sex before and that I
wasn't the jealous type. We talked about it some and
finally she asked him if he wanted to do it again.
"Well of course," he replied as she sank down off the
couch to his lap smothering his mouth with her lips.
Their tongues went back and forth and the aura became
quiet with only the sound of their breathing getting
heavier and heavier. I felt out of place sitting there
on the couch just watching.
I walk off to the patio doors and went outside. I was
thinking I could, maybe should stop this but my "lust"
wouldn't allow it. I don't know how long I stood
outside on the deck. It could have been just several
minutes or thirty, I'm not sure. When I walked back
into the house Kelly was standing. She had removed her
blouse and denim skirt. She was in the process of
removing her pantyhose and paid no attention to me
whatsoever. As she stood there in her black bra,
finishing removing her hose, I walked over to her and
unsnapping her bra, I kissed her neck.
"Mmmm," she purred and walked back over to Art, who
still sat on the floor. She again sat on his lap and
continued to "make out." He was still fully clothed as
he kissed and fondled by naked wife. As I sat back down
on the couch to watch, she unzipped his pants to feel
his cock. I thought, "Yep, this is it. She's going
through with it." And boy did she!
He laid her back on the floor, all the while kissing
and caressing her, telling her how beautiful she was,
as he removed each article of his own clothing. She was
still fondling his cock as he climbed on top of her,
entering her with a soft sound of pure satisfaction.
Her beautiful legs bent upward as her ass rose off the
floor to meet each thrust. The two of them just fucked.
They both seemed in ecstasy, fucking, kissing and
caressing each other's bodies. My own cock was out and
as I pumped up and down with my hand, I knew it had
never been so hard.
My entire body shuddered violently in orgasm as I shot
my cum in the air, not caring where it landed. Half way
across the room my wife was grunting and rutting as she
fucked the man on top of her. The two of them were
oblivious of anything but the fuck. My cock did not
even soften. It screamed for more, but now watching
this gorgeous naked woman fucking for all it was worth
was more than I could stand. I had to have her then and
there. Taking off my clothes I went over to them and
kneeling beside her head, I placed my hard cock in her
mouth.
Her hand came up to feel me and to pump a little on my
prick but, as she licked me, it was so apparent that
all she cared about was the cock and the pussy rutting
around each other. She breathed around my cock though
every so often she would suck a little or lick around
the head of my dick. If he cum before he climbed off
her, it was not apparent.
He said it was my turn and he needed another drink. As
he walked away I saw that he had not gone soft and that
his cock was about the same size as mine. When I
entered her pussy I could not believe how utterly
perfect it felt around the circumference of my dick. I
came again quickly.
By then he had his cock in her mouth and she was truly
working on it.
Once I was off her he pulled away and picked he up
again onto his lap. Though before when she sat on his
lap, she sat sideways. Now she straddled him and
reached down to place his organ back inside. At one
point he kneeled while holding her in his arms.
Kneeling there, lifting her, he stroked her up and down
his cock. She chuckled and said, "My, you have been
working out!" I was hard yet again!
As I stood she reached out for my prick. This time she
took it in her mouth like she needed it. She gasped and
moaned as she rode him but all the while she
concentrated also on the dick in her mouth. When his
arms seemed to tire she let me go and in a standing
squat directed him on his knees to turn around and face
away from her. She knelt down and gave his cock a
little kiss and pushed him around in the direction she
wanted him to be. Facing away from her on his knees she
pushed his shoulders toward the floor. With both hands
she grabbed his butt and raising it just a little, gave
me a smile I'll never forget. She reached between his
legs and while stroking on his dick she proceeded to
lick his ass.
She took her time getting to the center but once she
did it was obvious that she was fucking his ass with
her tongue. "God!" he moaned. "Mmmm," she purred as she
continued to lick his asshole while she pumped his
cock. She stopped only to take my dick back into her
mouth.
I could stand no more and placed her back on the floor
where I again fucked her. God I thought, I never want
this to end. He was again on his knees with his dick in
her mouth when I came and climbed off. Again he was on
top of her, the both of the grunting and sighing. He
laid back and had her sit on his face. Then he had her
on her knees while he licked her pussy from behind. At
this point he took two fingers of each hand and spread
her cunt as wide as he could so he could look inside.
And there was I hard again.
I climbed behind her and fucked her yet again. He was
in front fucking her mouth. She stopped and lying on
her back she said to me come on big boy, finish it. I
was back on top of her rutting and grinding. He was
back in her mouth telling her how truly beautiful she
was. After I came I needed to pee. Heading for the
bathroom she followed exclaiming that she gets it
first...We both went in still naked.
She asked me if I got what I wanted. I asked if she got
what she wanted. "Fuck no" she said, "I hate you both"!
This seemed sort of out of the blue. Why I asked. She
replied "Let's just get this over with and get out of
here." I said we could leave right then. She said NO!
"He hasn't cum yet and I haven't finished what I
started." As we walked back toward the living room I
told her again that we could leave. She just looked at
me. I said that I would leave alone then. She ignored
me and walked into the room. Art was sitting on the
floor, propped against the wall.
Kelly walked over to him and again sat on his lap. I
was putting on my coat, hoping that she would either
stop me or decide to come along. The sight as I looked
over at her I will never forget. It was the first time
I really saw his dick inside her. She had her back to
me and was riding up and down on his cock as she
kneeled across his lap. She was fucking him with such
energy as I've ever seen her fuck me. I was enthralled,
and of course once again hard. She was stroking his
cock it seemed with her entire body. Her slim waist
bending as she rose to the head to come back down with
another moan. I still don't think he had cum. Maybe
he'd had just too much to drink.
At any rate this continued for 15 to 20 minutes, then
she arose and started putting on her clothes. First her
bra and then her sweater blouse. As I walked over to
her she got down on her knees. Art was immediately upon
her, fucking her doggie style. She was completely
ignoring me until I tried to put my cock in her mouth.
Looking up at me, she told me to wait. They continued
to fuck like this for about another 15 minutes or so.
Finally he said, "I just can't" and withdrew his cock.
She continued to ignore he as she stood and finished
putting her clothes back on.
Art mentioned that we'd have to do it again sometime
before we left. We drove home and never said a word to
one another. When we got to the bedroom and she was
undressing she asked me if I wanted to fuck her again.
I did and again once or twice before we got out of bed
the next morning.
All I could think was that watching her fuck was even
more of a turn on than I had imagined. Her legs looked
so perfect wrapped around Art... In any position. I
kept seeing her at the point where she was on top of
him with her back to me. I was seated on the couch,
with my coat on(after having prepared to leave).
I watched her perfect ass rise up and down while her
pussy literally stroked the entire length of his cock.
It was by far the most erotic thing I had ever
witnessed in my life. This memory would have to sustain
my "perversion" for a couple years before I would get
another chance to sate my addiction.
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