I Saw Your Browsing History Pt. 02

Corey lay on the couch in the dark in Ted's penthouse suite, pondering his existence. Watching Ted seduce his previously faithful and prudish wife was the culmination of decades of fantasies. Seeing Anna blissfully sucking and fucking Ted's huge cock to multiple orgasms turned Corey's world upside-down. It was painful to watch, yet at the same time it was the most intense excitement of his life. He had never endured such humiliation, nor enjoyed such thrills.

Corey was terrified of facing his wife in the morning. Is she going to leave me? he wondered. Corey had no idea what his cuckolding meant for his marriage or his family. There was only one thing he was sure of - he didn't want it to stop.

After what seemed like hours of silent brooding, Corey heard noises from the bedroom. The bed was shaking and his wife was moaning - quiet at first, then louder. It went on for a while, building up to a raucous crescendo before all became still once more.

An hour or so later, maybe two, it happened again. The bed shook and the lovers groaned rapturously. They weren't even trying to be quiet. Corey listened intently, his pulse racing, his cock so hard it felt like it would burst.

When dawn finally broke and morning light filtered into the room, Corey stared at the closed bedroom door, trying to picture the scene behind it. He envisioned his wife lying naked next to Ted, sheets and pillows scattered on the floor, her smooth skin covered in hickeys and dried semen.

Corey's heart skipped a beat when he saw the door slowly open and his wife step out from behind it, wrapped in a fluffy white hotel bathrobe. She walked over to her husband and kneeled by the couch, tenderly placing her hand on his shoulder.

"Are you OK?" she asked.

Corey looked into her eyes. He was overcome with guilt and anger, both at himself and at her for letting things get so out of hand. Despite his feelings, his mind fixated on the fact that his wife's body was filled with multiple loads of sperm from Ted's big balls. Corey imagined it dripping down her thighs as she kneeled next to him.

"I... I don't know," Corey replied, feeling a powerful longing for his wife despite the jealousy and confusion clouding his brain. At that moment Anna seemed more desirable to him than ever before.

"Are you OK?" he asked.

Anna nodded sheepishly, as if she didn't want to admit it. "If you are," she replied. Anna could see that her husband was struggling for the right words, aching to express the painful emotions roiling inside him.

"Talk to me," she said lovingly.

Corey didn't know where to begin. He looked into her eyes, not saying anything. Finally, he spoke.

"Are we still... us?"

Anna nodded. "I hope so."

"But... how?" Corey stammered, his voice trailing off.

Anna took a deep breath and grasped her husband's hands in hers.

"Look, honey," she said. Corey could tell she had planned out what she was going to say. Whenever they had difficult conversations Anna went into business-executive mode, laying out the evidence as if she was giving a pitch in a boardroom.

"Let's take a step back and think about how we got here, OK?" Anna began, launching into her presentation.

"OK," Corey agreed, curious to hear his wife's perspective on getting seduced by a stranger in a bar and having wild sex with him while Corey watched.

"Well, you know I was practically a virgin when we got married, right?" Anna recalled.

Corey nodded. There was no question about that.

"My whole upbringing taught me sex was bad," she went on, "Catholic school, my crazy parents, even my older sister."

Corey listened, trying to connect the dots.

"Don't you get it?" Anna demanded. "You were supposed to teach me! You had all these twisted fantasies - why did you keep them all to yourself?"

Suddenly the light went on in Corey's head. She was right.

"You never took charge!" Anna accused. "We could have been doing amazing things for the past 17 years, but I was too uptight and you didn't bring me along. You didn't even try!"

Corey looked into Anna's eyes regretfully.

"I'm sorry, baby, but that's on you," she continued. "Last night was, I guess, the price you had to pay for all that."

Corey exhaled. Everything his wife was saying made sense. He never did try to spice up their lovemaking, despite his vivid desires. Not only did he take 'no' for an answer - he hardly even asked. He allowed Anna's pent-up sexuality to intensify for years, like dry tinder on a forest floor, until Ted finally came along with a match.

"So," Corey croaked, "where does that leave us?"

Anna took a deep breath. This was going to be the hard part of the conversation.

"I loved last night, baby," she said. "I'm not going to lie."

"Yeah, I kind of noticed," Corey replied snarkily.

Anna shrugged, brushing off his sarcasm. "Well, here's what I'm thinking," she said, "and I think you're going to like it. I hope you will."

Corey eyed her suspiciously, waiting for the shoe to drop.

"Now that I know what a real orgasm is, I can't go back," she confessed. "For the first time in my life I was a slut, honey, and I loved it. I loved the way Ted tossed me around and took what he wanted. He didn't ask. He just did it."

Anna looked into Corey's eyes and saw him listening attentively. "I need that, sweetheart," she added.

Anna's words thrilled Corey to the bone, each one sizzling in his ears, yet at the same time causing a sick feeling in his stomach.

"That's right," Anna continued, "I especially loved the way he dominated you. I could see how excited you were, but also scared and jealous at the same time. For some reason that really turned me on, even though it made me mad that you were so... pathetic."

Anna looked into Corey's face and saw the same awestruck look he wore last night while Ted was seducing her.

"Yeah, baby," she continued, "Being angry at you made me super horny. I don't know why - it just did."

Corey nodded knowingly. "That's exactly how I felt," he said quietly.

"Yeah, I could tell," Anna said.

The two looked at each other, amazed at the sudden turn their life together had taken.

"So?" Corey asked. "What now?"

"I'm not stopping, baby," Anna said. "I can't."

Corey trembled. He tried to pretend that Anna's words upset him, but she knew him too well.

"You don't want me to stop, do you." Anna said. It was a statement, not a question.

Corey looked at her sheepishly, feeling his pulse race. He shook his head no.

"I thought so," she said, a wry smile spreading across her face. "I think we can make this work."

Corey nodded, eager to hear her plan.

"Listen, baby," Anna said. "Here's the deal -- I'm going to be with Ted whenever he comes to town, and maybe other guys too. You can watch if it's OK with them, but if not I'll always tell you about it. I'll never lie. I promise."

"Be with them?" Corey asked. He knew what she meant but he had to hear her say it out loud.

Anna rolled her eyes. "Fuck them, darling. I'm going to fuck Ted and maybe other guys, too. What do you think I meant?"

Corey exhaled and nodded. "You'll tell me about it?" he asked, his voice dripping with anticipation.

Anna giggled. She knew that in some of Corey's dirty stories the cuckold husband got off on hearing his wife describe her wanton activities.

"As much as you want to know, baby," she replied.

Wow! Corey thought. He had no doubt that hearing about Anna's exploits would be almost as hot as watching, maybe even more so.

Corey could barely speak. "OK," he mouthed bashfully.

Anna giggled. "You sure? You think you'll be OK with me telling you what I do with other guys?"

Corey nodded, looking into Anna's eyes with a guilty expression. "I hate it and I love it," he said, "but that's what makes it so exciting. Like last night."

"Well, OK," Anna replied, "but we have to be careful. We'll keep everything strictly hush-hush, OK? The rest of our lives will be just like before - our jobs, our family - no one will know, right?"

Corey nodded nervously. Anna could tell that some part of this deal was troubling him.

"What's the matter?" she asked.

Corey hesitated. "Will you still have sex with me?" he asked anxiously.

Anna laughed. "Yes, baby. I will. I still have one more birthday present for you, you know."

Corey sighed. His birthday was what got them into this mess in the first place.

"What is it?" he asked.

Anna slid her hand from Corey's shoulder into his lap, feeling the lump in his pants. "This was what I was planning to give you before everything went crazy last night," she said.

Corey looked down and watched her manicured fingers undo the snap on his pants and lower his zipper. Anna looked up at him with a devilish smile, biting her lip as she pushed his pants and briefs down and off. Corey's boner leapt out like it was spring loaded. Anna untied her robe and shook it off her shoulders, then wrapped her hand around her husband's neglected erection. On her knees, naked, she leaned forward to kiss him, shoving her tongue in his mouth and twirling it as she began to stroke.

Corey thought about her painted fingers wrapped around Ted's shaft. He thought about Ted shooting off in his wife's mouth, the same mouth he was now tongue-kissing. The images in his mind supercharged his libido. His wife's touch never felt so erotic before.

"Tell me..." Corey rasped into their kiss, "tell me what you liked the most."

"You really want to know?" Anna teased, dropping her hand down to tickle Corey's balls.

Corey nodded. He was fearful of her answer but he had to hear it.

Anna put her lips to her husband's ear. "Ted's big cock," she whispered.

Corey winced, his wife's words blazing in his ears.

"I loved it everywhere, baby," she cooed. "In my mouth... in my pussy. He screwed me two more times last night. He fucked me really good."

"I know," Corey panted, "I heard you."

"You loved it, didn't you?" she demanded, her fingers gliding over his hardness.

Corey sighed. He wanted to deny it but he couldn't.

"You did!" Anna declared, giving his cock a squeeze. "You loved hearing us fuck, didn't you? Admit it!"

"Oh, God! I did."

"You loved watching me lick Ted's balls, didn't you?"

Corey shuddered, his wife's dirty words making his head spin.

"Ooohhhh, you're a dirty little cuckold," Anna taunted, stroking faster. "I bet you really loved watching me slide my pussy down on him, didn't you baby?"

Corey closed his eyes and shivered, his wife's words making his blood boil.

"You told me to do it!" Anna hissed. "You told me to fuck him! Remember?"

"OHHHHH!," Corey hollered. "I'm gonna -"

Anna felt Corey pulse in her grip and quickly dropped her head down over the crown, washing it with her tongue and fisting the base.

Never had Corey cum so hard. Each spurt felt like it was going to split his tortured penis in two. Watching his wife's mouth wrapped around him as he shot again and again was his fantasy come to life. From the day he met Anna he had dreamed of filling her mouth with his seed, and now it was finally happening after nearly 20 years.

Anna looked him in the eye, her tongue swirling over the pulsing head. She smiled as the final drabs leaked onto her tongue, letting Corey know that despite all that had taken place, he still mattered.

Finally, when his eruption ceased, Anna pulled off and made a show gulping down his frothy load.

"Enjoying your birthday weekend so far?" Anna giggled, wiping a gooey drop from the corner of her mouth and sucking her finger clean.

Corey's eyes rolled back in his head.

"Anything else you wanted to talk about?" Anna asked with a grin.

Corey smiled. "I think I'm good," he said.

Anna laughed, shaking her head. "I can't believe it turns me on that you're a cuckold. I guess we're both a little kinky, aren't we?"

Corey nodded, a wave of relief rolling through him, his head going up and down like a bobblehead.

"Maybe a lot kinky," he suggested.

"I can't believe any of this, but I love it," she said.

Corey made a display of pinching himself, making sure it wasn't a dream.

* * * * *

With the taste of her husband's cum in her mouth for the first time ever, Anna rose to her feet. "Ted has meetings this morning, then he's going straight to the airport," she told Corey. "I'll go get my things, OK? We still have two days to celebrate your birthday weekend!"

Corey watched, his heart full of love as she sashayed across the carpet into Ted's bedroom, completely naked. She closed the door part way, leaving it open just a crack.

Corey could hear Ted talking to his nude wife. He heard her say, "yes, he's fine" but couldn't make out anything else though he strained to hear. He heard laughter, then after a minute or two the conversation went quiet. After a while he heard the shower door slide open and the water turn on.

Corey got up off the couch and listened. Hearing nothing, he put on his wife's robe and soundlessly made his way to the bedroom. It felt oddly like he was intruding, but Anna was his wife, after all. Anyway, he was too curious to stop himself.

Corey paused at the bedroom door, listening. Hearing only the spray of the shower, he gingerly pushed the door open and scanned the bedroom. It was empty. He padded across the carpet and put his ear to the closed bathroom door. He thought he heard grunting, but it was hard to tell over the sound of the water.

Corey grasped the knob and slowly turned it. He cracked the door open and peeked in just as his wife let out a loud groan.

"Oooooh, YES TED! FUCK ME!"

The shower door was fogged up, but Corey could see the hazy outline of his wife with her back up against the tile wall, her legs wrapped around Ted's midsection. Ted gripped an ass cheek in each hand, holding her up as he pumped his thick, hard cock into her.

Corey's heart skipped a beat. He had always wanted to screw his sexy wife in the shower. Early on, before they were married, he invited her to wash his back while he lathered himself up but she laughed it off. He never asked again.

Now, her shouting told him just how much she adored Ted slamming into her under the spray. It was just as erotic as he imagined it would be all those years ago.

Ted was grunting with each thrust of his hips. Corey stood in the open doorway, watching, knowing his wife was about to be filled up with yet another load from Ted's giant prick.

Ted noticed Corey standing in the doorway, inspiring him to pound into Anna even harder. He loved fucking this beautiful woman in front of her spineless husband.

"Hey Corey, watch this!" Ted rumbled as he slid the shower door open. Corey took in the sight of his wife's naked body, water cascading down her smooth skin, her legs wrapped tight around Ted's waist, a look of pure pleasure on her face.

When Ted spoke into Anna's ear, she nodded and quickly scampered down onto her knees. She gave a quick glance at her husband then looked up at Ted expectantly.

"Open up, baby!" Ted growled as he gripped Anna's chin in one of his large hands and fisted himself with the other.

"I'm... going... to... CUM!" Ted bellowed as he jerked a thick glob onto Anna's lower lip. Anna squealed in delight as Ted's spunk splashed into her open mouth and dripped down onto her chin. Corey watched spellbound as Ted fisted the next blast across the bridge of her nose and onto her right eyelid, then over her forehead and down her left cheek. Anna reached up to caress Ted's heaving balls as he held her head and discharged pearly goo over her face.

When Ted was finally done he looked at Corey with a proud smile, as if Anna's face was a canvas on which he had just painted a masterpiece.

"Damn, Corey," Ted crowed. "Your wife is really something!"

Anna looked at her husband, her right eye glued shut with cum. She wore a contented smile, as if Ted's sperm was some kind of magical skin treatment. She swiped a finger over her cum-coated eyelid and licked it clean, then squeegeed the rest of Ted's load from her face and fed it into her hungry mouth, licking Ted's spunk from her fingers and the palm of her hand, gobbling it down as if it was the most delicious thing in the world.

As Anna scraped herself clean she stared into her husband's face, a lewd smile on her face. Corey watched raptly as she licked the back of her hand and sucked each gooey finger clean.

"Mmmmm, baby," she giggled. "I bet you always wanted to do that to me, didn't you?"

Corey dropped to the carpet and slumped down against the wall. Already this morning was as wildly exhilarating and shameful as last night. Watching Ted manhandle his wife and cover her face in semen was equally as exciting as shooting his own load in her mouth just a little while ago. His all-time fantasies were being satisfied one after the other, nonstop.

As Anna washed the remains of Ted's release from her face, Ted wrapped a towel around his waist and made his way into the bedroom, stepping over Corey sitting on the floor.

"Listen, Corey," Ted explained as he dried himself. "I've got to catch a plane later but I'll be back next month."

Corey nodded. He could tell from Ted's tone that this wasn't a conversation but rather Ted was giving instructions - laying down the law. Corey felt demeaned by Ted's commanding tone but on some level it thrilled him, especially with Ted's juices still coating his wife's face.

"When I'm in town your wife's pussy belongs to me, understand Corey?"

Corey nodded timidly. He noticed his wife step out of the shower, drying her naked body with a towel. She was watching attentively through the doorway. Corey could see that Ted's domination aroused her too, just as she had confessed to him earlier.

"You understand, right?" Ted demanded.

Corey nodded again, his eyes downcast. He could feel his wife's gaze on him. He could sense that he and Anna were silently sharing an intimate, kinky connection as Ted belittled him.

"I want to hear you say it, Corey," Ted said firmly.

Corey shuddered. "I understand," he croaked.

"Say it," Ted commanded. "All of it."

Corey looked up at Anna. Her eyes were smoldering, keenly watching her husband grovel before her lover.

"She...," Corey began, looking down. Ted and Anna waited, the silence deafening.

"My wife's pussy is... yours," Corey stammered, his voice barely audible, his hands shaking. He heard his wife gasp.

Corey's heart felt like it was going to explode out of his chest. He looked up into Ted's face. "My wife's pussy is yours when you're in town," he repeated meekly.

"Good boy," Ted said approvingly. "And while I'm fucking her you'll do what you're told, right?"

Corey nodded.

"Good boy," Ted said. "Corey, you can think of your cuckolding as my birthday present to you, OK?"

Corey grimaced. He couldn't believe how excited he was by being shamed in front of his wife and her new lover. He looked up and saw Anna staring at him, wide-eyed.

"Well, what do you say when someone gives you a present, Corey?" Ted prodded.

Corey heard the air escape from his wife's lungs, stunned by the depths to which Ted was forcing him to stoop. There seemed to be no end to her husband's humiliation.

"Thank you, Ted," Corey whispered.

Ted laughed. "You're welcome, Corey. Happy birthday! I texted you both the dates when I'm back. Make sure the calendar is clear and I'll see you then. Check out by 11!" He grabbed his rolling suitcase and headed out the door.

* * * * *

"Oh, Corey!" Anna gasped. "That was so hot!"

Corey exhaled deeply, trembling. Anna's pulse raced as she pounced on her husband, pushing him down on his back on the carpet. She grabbed a handful of hair in each hand and lowered herself onto his face.

"Eat me!" she screeched. "Eat me you little cuck!"

"Mmmppfff!" Corey blurted, his wife's bottom smothering hm. He was pinned with the full weight of Anna's body on his head. She was rocking her hips back and forth, sliding her dripping gash over his chin and mouth and nose and eyes, forward and back, coating his cheeks and jowls in her juices.

"YES!" she cried, "eat me! Eat my CUNT!"

Corey was ecstatic. He loved the taste and feel of his wife's moist flesh. It was yet another lifetime fantasy come to life -- his wife overcome with lust, desperate for Corey's mouth on her steaming muff.

Anna rode her husband's face like a bucking bronco, holding fistfuls of hair and rocking forward so that her clit pushed against Corey's lips, then so far back that he got a taste of her tight little bunghole.

Corey couldn't get enough. Acting with uncharacteristic boldness, he grabbed his wife by the thighs and held her tight, giving him an opportunity to savor her. He sucked her clit then worked his way down, sliding his tongue through her fleshy folds as he had imagined countless times in his sex-starved life.

Corey chewed her sweet lips then worked down even lower, sliding his face back until Anna's puckered rosebud was pressed to his mouth. He pushed his tongue out, circling his target, holding her firmly so she couldn't get away as he hungrily tongued and licked her anus.

"Corey!" she screamed as he rimmed her, "what the FUCK are you DOING? Oh, you dirty CUCK! Eat my ASS!"

Her raving made Corey devour her even more aggressively, shoving the tip of his tongue against her back door.

Corey and Anna were on fire. Holding her tight, taking charge as never before, Corey worked his way back up and took her little nub between his lips. He reached one hand between her cheeks, spreading his saliva along her wet crack with his finger.

"Oooooohhhhhhh!" Anna wailed, pinching her nipples as her husband feasted on her.

Corey ravaged his wife, stimulated by her cries, then pushed his spit-lubed middle finger into her virgin asshole.

"AAIIIIEEEE!" Anna shrieked. She was shaking and pulling Corey's hair as he twisted his finger into her rectum, working it in to the knuckle, then pulling back and pushing it all the way in.

"OH, COREY!" she roared as Corey madly sucked her clit, his finger bottomed out in her fiery ass. "I'M CUMMING!"

Anna's juices flooded Corey's face, nearly suffocating him as he ate her and plunged his finger in and out of her dark tunnel.

When her convulsions slowed she collapsed onto the carpet next to her husband, gasping for air.

"That was amazing," Anna panted. "I've cum more in the past 12 hours than my entire life."

"Was that as good as with Ted?" Corey asked jealously.

Anna turned and looked at him. "It was different, baby, but yeah. Definitely as good."

Corey let out a breath. "Whew. I'm glad I finally got you off for real."

"Me too," Anna said, shaking her head. "About time."

Corey shrugged apologetically.

"Sweetheart," Anna said, "I have some catching up to do."

"I know," Corey replied. "Whatever you want, my love. As long as I get to be part of it, OK?"

"I promise," she said.

They lay back on the carpet, looking at the ceiling, lost in their thoughts.

"You know," Anna finally said, "it's weird. It really turns me on when Ted dominates you, but it also turned me on when you took charge just now. I don't think you ever did anything to me without asking for permission, did you?"

Corey shook his head, guilty as charged.

"Well, it was awesome, baby," Anna gushed. "You didn't ask, you didn't give me that worried look you always do, you just ate my ass and fingered and sucked me. It was incredible! I never came so hard."

Corey smiled. "Yeah?" he asked. "You really liked my finger in your ass?"

"I think I did," Anna admitted, her teeth clenched as if she couldn't believe it.

Corey stared into his wife's eyes. "There really is a nasty little slut inside you, isn't there?"

"It looks that way, doesn't it?" Anna grinned.

Corey nodded.

"You know," she continued, "I definitely liked you fingering my ass. I also loved Ted jerking off on my face with you watching. They were both so nasty!"

"So nasty," Corey sighed.

"Yeah, it seems like the nastier it is, the more I like it," Anna said. "Can you believe it?"

Corey marveled at his wife's words. 'Nasty' was the last term he would have ever used to describe her. He brought his mouth to hers and they kissed deeply, their tongues sliding together, their arms around each other as they lay on the floor of Ted's penthouse suite.

"You liked me licking your asshole, you dirty girl?" Corey whispered between kisses.

"I loved it, baby," Anna purred. "I love my cuckold husband eating my slutty ass."

Corey shuddered. It thrilled him to be a cuckold and to have a slutty wife.

"Did you like watching Ted cum on my face?" Anna giggled, enjoying their naughty game. "That was nasty, wasn't it?"

Corey shook his head in wonder. "That was the hottest thing I've ever seen."

"Yeah?" Anna asked. "Hotter than watching me fuck him? Or when he dropped me in your lap and fucked me from behind? That was crazy!"

They looked into each other's eyes, trying to wrap their minds around the monumental transformation taking place.

"You really liked my finger in your ass?" Corey asked again.

"I did," Anna giggled.

"Well, then you're going to love this," Corey growled as he roughly flipped his naked wife over, pushing her face-down on the carpet.

"Corey!" she yelped as he straddled her. "What are you doing?"

"Whatever I want!" he barked as he kneeled between her thighs. He placed his left hand between her shoulder blades and his right on the small of her back, holding her down. He roughly pushed his knees out against the inside of her thighs, spreading her open.

"Corey!" she protested, but he ignored her. He leaned forward and spit between her cheeks, working his juices in with his right thumb, lubing her up, then he slowly began to penetrate.

"Corey!" she screeched as he pushed into her, pulling back then pushing in and moving side to side, opening her up. She struggled but he held her down forcefully.

Anna groaned. It hurt but she liked it. She felt like she was on a roller coaster - a little while ago Corey was a meek, subservient cuckold and now he was treating her roughly, reaming her backside, having his way with her. Both versions of her husband excited her beyond belief, and the combination of the two was even more exciting.

"Oh, Coreyyyyyyy," she whined, the pain turning to pleasure.

"You like that?" Corey demanded as he swirled his thumb. "You like it?"

"Oh, God YES!" she cried. "I love it! I love my nasty cuckold husband!"

"You're a dirty slut, aren't you?" he sneered.

"Fuck YES!" she shouted. "I fucked a stranger last night! Right in front of you! Is that slutty enough for you?"

"SLUT!" Corey hollered as he pistoned his thumb into her loosening behind.

Anna pretended to struggle but was thoroughly enjoying being held down. "Yeah, I'm a SLUT," she cackled, "but YOU gave me away! Now I'm a slut for Ted! He owns your slut wife's cunt! It's his, not yours! What are you going to do about it, cucky boy?"

"Bitch!" Corey snarled. He pulled his thumb out and grabbed his wife by the hips, pulling her up to her knees in front of him. He spit on her asshole and took his erection in his fist.

"I'm going to fuck you in the ass, slut! That's what I'm going to do!"

"Ooooooohhhh!" Anna squealed.

"You want it? Corey demanded, swiping his cockhead through the valley of her butt. "You want it in the ass? I might have given your pussy away but your ass is mine, bitch!"

Corey's words were intoxicating to Anna. It was all so new, so dirty. She turned her head and looked back at her husband as he lined the head of his shaft up with her brown bullseye.

"Ted fucked me so good, baby," she taunted. "His dick is so big -- I've never felt anything like it."

Anna's words make Corey quiver. "SLUT!" he snarled as she pushed forward. He watched his wife wince as he began to penetrate.

"You want it, slut?" he hissed. "You want to get fucked in the ass?"

"Do it, cuck!" she dared him. "Fuck my ass! Fuck your slutty wife in the ass!"

Corey's head was spinning as he pushed in. Anna reached back and grabbed an ass cheek in each hand, spreading herself wide for her husband.

Corey viewed those manicured fingertips against her creamy globes, sending a charge through him. He pulled back and pushed in, spit again, in and out, holding her hips as she held herself open for him. Both of them grunted with effort as Corey worked his hardness into her virgin asshole.

"Yes!" Corey bellowed when his hips finally pressed against Anna's thighs. He leaned forward and put his lips to his wife's ear. "You like it, baby? You like it in your ass?"

"Oh, God," she wheezed. Corey paused, letting her get used to a stiff penis in her rear. Anna focused on her breathing, just like in yoga class. She looked up at her husband, their bodies sinfully joined together.

"I can't believe my husband is such a nasty pervert," she grinned.

"I can't believe my wife is such a dirty slut," Corey smiled.

"Fuck my ass, baby," Anna urged. "Fuck my slutty ass."

Corey pulled back and pushed forward in one smooth motion, then gripped her hips and began to pound into her.

"Yes!" Anna grunted. "Yes! Fuck me!"

Corey picked up speed, his hips pumping steadily. He knew he wasn't going to last long. He took Anna's right hand and moved it between her legs, just as Ted had done while she was riding him last night.

"Play with yourself!" Corey demanded. "Cum with my cock in your ass!"

Anna diddled furiously as Corey drilled her, her clit buzzing and ass on fire. Seeing her on all fours in front of him, legs and cheeks spread, one hand between her legs, hearing her groan was yet another one of his lifetime fantasies becoming reality. He had dreamed of this but never, ever thought it could actually happen.

It was happening now, though, and Corey couldn't hold back. "I'm gonna SHOOT!" he howled.

Anna felt her husband slam into her and explode, releasing powerful jets of semen deep her bowels.

Her finger on her clit and her husband's spasms triggered her own, and she shook as yet another climax wracked her body. Corey gasped for breath, holding her tight as he spurted over and over into her darkest recesses.

When he was done Corey flopped back onto the carpet. Anna rolled over and lay down next to him, the two of them breathing heavily as they pondered the deviant act they just enjoyed, something that would have been unthinkable just 24 hours ago.

"You OK?" Corey asked tenderly.

"I can't believe we did that," Anna replied. She turned on her side and propped her head on her hand, looking at her husband.

"You were, like, an animal!" Anna gushed. "This cuckold thing really gets you going, doesn't it?"

Corey shrugged guiltily. "Guess so."

"Well, I love it baby. I love you taking charge." Anna paused for a moment, thinking. "I also love... you being dominated. It's weird, isn't it?"

"It is, but I get it," he said. "Same with me."

"You still OK with me with Ted?" Anna asked cautiously. "And with other guys?" She wondered if Corey's suddenly becoming bold changed his mind about being cuckolded.

Corey looked up at the ceiling, struggling to process his conflicting feelings. "I am. I definitely am. Maybe I'm schizo, but I kind of want... everything."

Corey paused, letting his wife digest his words. "I want to watch you with other guys and I want to do stuff to you," he explained. "Does that make sense? Is that OK with you?"

Anna nodded, a smile spreading over her face. "So OK, baby. I love it. I love all of it."

"Me too," Corey grinned.