Cuckold Fantasy

I am no wimp and have had my share of bedding single women, girlfriends and wives alike. But for the past three years two ex coworkers have been filling my head with thoughts I've never had before. You see, James, Rob (as I will call them), and I have spent the pass two years sharing stories of our female conquests, cat calling women walking pass our job site and checking social media pages of others, ( friends, coworkers and each other's families) to sleaze over the women. It all started this one day we car pooled with me as the driver. As James and Rob got in my car they immediately came upon some pictures of my wife I was recently looking at, on my phone. I had left my phone sitting on the console between the driver and passenger seat. James, who sat in the front, grabbed my phone and said "Hot damn!" Scrolling through the photos and passing the phone back and forth between he and Rob. For the next 45 minutes I they were treated to pictures of my woman, as she posed in sexy outfits for what I thought were my eyes only. They were not nudes but she wore sexy short shorts with her ass meat out, skin tight white leggings that did nothing to hide every detail of her pussy lips and engorged clit, bikinis that were clearly too small, barely covering her privates as her thick Latin milf flesh begged to be groped. The sexy look of desire in her eyes, as she made love to my camera along with a tongue lick of her upper lip or a gentle bite of the lower was enough to drive my buddies crazy.

It was not till later that day that I realized they had sent themselves copies. Ever since that day they have been relentless in letting me know how much they want to fuck my sexy wife. Either verbally, in the day, or via texts, after work hours, their raunchy comments chipped away at my

dominant persona. It became ordinary to receive an evening text saying "I am stroking my big black cock thinking about your slut wife riding that married pussy of hers up and down on my meat."

Or

"You know your wife wants to be a slut or else she would not dress or pose like one."

Or

"That bitch looks like she needs some real man cock."

I have a decent 8" cock but, it pales in comparison to Jame's 10" or Rob's 11" cock. James is uncut while Rob is circumcised. Both are as thick as my wife's arm. This I know from the tributes videos and photos they send me of my wife's pics posing and dressed like a whore.

I never thought another man calling my wife a bitch, slut, or whore would actually excite me. My defenses have been beaten down as I too, now imagine and fantasize about the filth these two want to do to my wife. I hate and love it at the same time.

It was a warm day in May. I had came home to an empty house. my wife was out, shopping and I had about an hour to myself, before she got home. This is the time temtation hits the hardest. I knew I should not but could not resist.

I grabbed my phone an called James.

Me - Whats up? What are you up to?

James - About to stroke my cock thinking of your sexy wife behaving like a slut for me.

It hit like a kick to the stomach but it is what I was looking for. I wanted to hear him talk dirty about my wife and he knew it. It had become a regular thing. Sticking to my role I would try to persuade him not to. But he knew what I wanted.

Me - Come on Bro. you know Marisol is not like that.

James - She most certainly is. Why else would she wear leggings so tight, showing her pussy off to every guy in town? The way I see it, she has a hot cunt that needs more than you can give her. She's begging for cock, bro. You might as well keep it between us and let me give it to her. Or, she will find it elsewhere and you will not be able to control what a stranger will expose.

I did not speak but he could hear my uncontrollable heavy breathing.

James - Your jerking off, aren't you?

After a long pause, knowing he was waiting, I responded

Me - Yes.

James - It's cool man. I know you want this too. I knew you wanted me to fuck Marisol ever since you let me see them pictures.

I started to protest that I did not mean fir him to see those pictures but he interuoted me.

James - You like those videos I sent you of me stroking my big oiled cock to her dressed like a slut? Didn't you?

Me - Yes.

James - uh hm. I knew it. I got my cock out too, and I am stroking it. I am thinking of making your wife my slut. I will go to your house and fuck her right on your bed. that way, nobody will find out. We dont have to go anywhere. I will give that bitch the fucking she needs in the comfort of your own house.

He softly asked - "Is that what you want?"

Me - Fuck James!

James - Oh yeah. Her wet married pussy juice is going to be all over my big black cock. I am going to fuck her right there, in front of you and cum deep in her hot pussy.

I could not hold back. Stroking my meat furiously I moaned and came all over my bedroom floor. By his loud grunts I could tell James also came.

Just then I heard my wife's car pull into the driveway. I told James I had to go and ran to the bathroom for a towel to clean the mess before my wife saw it.

After quickly cleaning my creamy mess I hastened downstairs to see my wife walking in with several shopping bags. She had a big grin on her face and said - "Wait till you see the outfits I bought! I think you are going to be very excited. Maybe we can even have a naughty photo session, if you are a good little boy."

With that she ran upstairs, giggling and closed the door to our room.

A million things were going through my head. What was my wife up to? I loved when she got this naughty feeling. I just blew a load all over my bedroom floor but was hard again. I opened my phone camera and sat on the living sofa waiting for my wife to let me know she was ready.

I finally heard our bedroom door open and her decending step by step. My dick was so hard and balls about to explode when I saw her.

Hair up she had touched up her makeup. It was now, so thick yet perfect. Brite red lipstick made her full lips pop. Dark eye shadow with extended lashes gave her a sultry Iook. I love/hate to admit it but, it made her look like a prositute.

She wore a blue dress you would find in a sleazy urban store. It hugged her body at all the right curves. What was most notable were two openings that exposed her soft caramel colored skin.

One was across her abdomen just below her breast, allowing them to hang and reveal about 3 pounds of sexy, milf tit meat. The material thin enough for her bra less hard nipples to poke through and make any baby hungry for milk.

The second started at her navel and diagonally wrapped around her right hip, ending midway across her meaty butt cheek. Sreaming to the worl that she had on no panties.

Eyes wide, mouth open, I did not hear until she asked for a third time.....

Marisol - So what do you think?

Momentarily out of words all that came to mind was hearing James call my wife a slut.

Me - Fuck. Baby you look amazing. But, where would you wear this to?

Marisol - I dont know but, it would definitely be somewhere intimate with a chosen audience.

She then asked if I were going to take pictures as she went through a series of poses that made her look every bit the slut James profesessed she was. Eyes slightly shut, mouth open, lip licking and gently bitten she made love to the camera.

Right when I thiught my poor nuts could not take anmore she told me she was going to change into a different outfit. She turned and walked upstairs making sure to shake her sexy plump Latin booty to tease me.

Just then I received a text from Rob.

Rob - Hey man. I just got off the phone with James. He said you agreed to let him give that hot wife of yours the cock she's been looking for. You know I can touch her deeper than either one of you so, how's about you add me to the fun and I will make sure the bitch is totally satisfied.

I can't believe these guys. Making plans with my wife, the mother of my children, as if she was a common whore. And, the nerve of James to share what we just talked about. Secretsy was, after all, his selling point.

Besides, that conversation was not real. We were just two guys jerking off over a fantasy. It did not mean I really wanted to go through with it. I definitely don't want both of them sticking their big cocks into my wife and using her like some porn actress.

Or did I. The new thought of James and Rob both fucking my wife, at the same time, with their huge cocks really messed me up. My heart pounded as if trying to break through my chest. My mouth was so dry. My cock never been harder.

This is crazy, I thought to myself. My wife is not a whore......,

My thoughts interupted by the sound of her coming out of our room and coming back

to continue our softcore porn photoshoot.

Me - Oh Fuck Marisol.

Marisol - Do you like it?

All mental thoughts of me trying to defend my wife's honor were instantly destroyed. Here was this 5'5" Latin queen in thigh high black leather high heel boots. It was as if her thick thighs were made for such.

Super tight white short shorts that could not possibly cover all that ass flesh. The bottom orbs of her butt hung perfectly on display, begging to be felt up and groped. The fatty cellulite deposits on her caramel complexioned ass meat have always turned me on and today was no exception.

The skin like fit over her crotch clearly showed her fat pussy mound and every fold of her meaty, outwardly exposed inner lips. The material so thin it was partialy see through and her culry black bush, I love so much, could be seen.

It was not till after I was abke to look away from her lower half that I noticed her short sleeved button down shirt, unbuttoned and tied just above her sexy navel. Her braless tits threatening to spill out and like before, hard nipples poking through.

Her poses got more naughty as I clicked away, meantally asuring that I will not show the guys these pictures but, whole heartedly knowing I would. How could I not? The way her eyes looked into the camera was as if she knew I would and she was personally making contact with them. Begging them to fuck her.

Two pictures, in particular, stood out for me.

One, where she was on all fours, elbows down, knees spread far apart, lower back arched offering her meaty ass and semi visible open pussy as she stared back into the camera with hazed, sex filled eyes, and brite red lip trimmed mouth softly opened, as if saying Ohhhhh.

The other where she sat on the sofa, legs spread far apart. The heels of her boots were spiked into the cushions anchoring her thick thighs in that opened position. Her right leg laid closer to the sofa, pulling the crotch of her shorts more to the right. This caused her left, fat outter lip of her hairy pussy to be partially exposed. A wet spot could be seen in the area between her pussy and ass hole. I guess her juices were flowing down.

Both arms stretched out over the back rest. The knot on her shirt had loosened, by this time, exposing more tit meat and part of the dark areolas around her stiff nipples.

Her sexy eyes again staring directly into the camera with her mouth slightly opened. Her wet, pink tongue softly licked her full lips.

My wife needed a good pounding after the photo session but I was so hot by it all that I could only manage a few strokes before cuming prematurely. We both showered and went to sleep.

In the middle of the night I was awokened by the movements and sounds of my wife rubbing her clit and fingering her pussy like a mad woman, seeking the satisfaction I could not provide.

I said nothing nor did I stir. My back to her I gently rubbed my dick and listened with the thoughts of James and Rob roughly gang fucking her as I laid quietly bye. Feeling her oncoming climax, we bith came together then fell asleep in our individual wetness.

To Be Continued.