Testing His Cuck Fantasy Limits

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Content warning. Skip this section if you don't want any spoilers. This story contains some content that is not for everyone. This story includes cuckoldry, wife-sharing, cum-eating, some elements of incest, some elements of cheating, and a mention of group sex.

If you have an open and dirty mind, please continue. If not, no worries, this isn't for you.

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Author's note: Names are changed, of course, and I changed a little bit about the progression of time, because life sometimes gets in the way and the story flows better if we make a few adjustments as we retell our stories.

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My husband, Erik, convinced me to join "The Lifestyle" as he calls it. He would bring it up during sex, nearly every time. I'd be on top riding him, and he'd be getting close and whisper, "Make up a story. Pretend you fucked someone else earlier and confess it."

I would grind down on him and, if I was feeling up for it, I'd indulge his little dirty kink. I would tell him that I fucked a coworker earlier in the day, or that the neighbor had come over and I'd given him a blowjob. I would act shy and nervous, like he's going to be mad.

"I have something to tell you, but please keep fucking me. I don't want you to be mad, and I'm sorry. I can't believe it happened, but Gabriel came over today."

"Your ex?" Erik asked.

I tried to think of increasingly fucked up scenarios to test his limits, but he just loved it more and more.

"Yeah, he said he just wanted to talk." I replied, slamming down on top of him. "So I let him in. And we were talking and he was flirting with me. But, I didn't notice it until it was too late."

"Oh yeah?" Erik's dick was rock hard and hitting all of the right places.

"Yeah. I just thought we were laughing and... ugh... joking and he was just giving me all these compliments. And then I suddenly realized how horny I was. He just made me feel... uh, unh, yes.... He just made me feel so good, and then he came over to me and kissed me."

"Oh, fuck yes. Keep going." Erik was getting close, by the sound of his voice.

"He kissed me and... oh, I just don't know, you're going to be mad."

"No, baby, tell me."

"I kissed him back." I switched to grinding, sawing back and forth with Erik deep inside. "And then I don't know how it happened. I started tearing his clothes off, he took off my top. I had that skirt you like on, so he just slid it up and was just about to fuck me, but then he waited."

"He waited?" Erik looked at me confused.

"He waited," I lifted up to slide Erik's dick almost all the way out. "Just like this. He waited there. And then I... pulled him into me." I dropped down as I whispered the words.

"Oh fuck yes." Erik's eyes closed in ecstasy, then he recovered. "Don't worry, I'm not mad. What happened then."

"Are you sure you want the details?"

"Yes, fuck yes, tell me." He was greedy.

I paused the story and my grinding, and looked at him with a devilish grin and asked. "Do you want me to make something up, or tell you as much as I can remember about a real time I got fucked by Gabriel?"

"A real time. Oh God, keep going."

I tried pushing Erik's limits to see if there was any end, or if it all just made him more excited. I made up a story that our car mechanic plowed me and had a dick twice the size of Erik's. One night, I told him I was fucked by three of his closest friends at the same time. Another night, I made up a confession that I had fucked his dad on the night before our wedding! His only complaint was that he wanted me to tell him about fucking someone earlier in the day, not years ago. It's something about getting sloppy seconds that does it, I guess. So I just switched it up and told him that I'd been fucking his dad ever since then.

Some days I wouldn't wait for him to ask. I'd make up a confession, telling him that I'd fucked our neighbor earlier in the day, swearing it was real and that I "thought he wanted me to." Those days, he wouldn't last long after I started talking. He really wanted to get sloppy seconds and there was no limit to his kink.

So one day, after sex, I asked him if he really wanted it.

"I think I actually do."

I told him I would try it out, but only if I gave him a couple of rules. He agreed before I even said them.

1st) Erik is not allowed to fuck around. No open relationship. No hall pass or "making it even."

2nd) Erik is allowed to tell me to stop any time, but anything I do until then is fair game.

3rd) I get to pick the guy.

4th) Erik isn't allowed to know who it is. I don't need him to go off in a jealous rage and fight anybody.

He agreed to the rules and said he wanted a few of his own.

1st) I am not allowed to ask for Erik's permission. I should just decide when to do it and tell him afterwards.

2nd) Erik gets to hear all of the details.

3rd) If it's someone he knows, then the other guy has to be someone that can be trusted to secrecy, but they should know that it's not cheating.

We have a deal. We shook hands to make it official.

I was horny just thinking about it, even though we had just finished. I knocked him back to the bed and sucked and worshipped his cum-covered cock. This sexy, kinky, dirty man was putting all of his trust in me and his cock deserved to be worshipped until it got hard again. I climbed on top and rode him again, kissing him and asking if he could taste his own cum on my lips. He answered by licking a bit of it off of my cheek. I just about came from how hot it was.

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The next few days, I would come home late from work, mostly to make him think something was happening. Or I would get home and then spend an hour getting dressed up, just to tell him I was going out to the club or a bar without him.

For a few nights, I actually tried to find a guy at the club. I danced and grinded on plenty who would have taken me home. But I want any of them. Every guy at the club was just sleazy.

Two weeks ago, I changed it up. I realized I wasn't going to find anyone at the club that I wanted, so I decided to go a different path. I got home from work, I spent an hour getting dressed up, but not slutty like the other nights. More like a librarian. Cute and innocent. I gave Erik a kiss on the cheek and a wink, and I left the house.

I was out that night until just after 2:00am. I walked into our house and my librarian hair was a mess.

Erik had been up waiting. He grabbed me and pulled me into the bedroom.

I put my arms around his head and just looked into his eyes. I bit my lip, waiting for him to say something.

"That's an I-just-got-fucked look, isn't it."

I nodded and then kissed him.

He laid me down onto the bed and pulled my top off, then my skirt. He came up to kiss me again and his hand went straight to my panties, rubbing through them to my pussy.

He must have felt the wetness. "Oh, god yes."

He stripped his own clothes in no time and was then kissing all up and down my body. Sucking and kissing, and running his tongue everywhere except for my panties. His hand continued to play, touching and sliding fingers across my sticky wet panties.

"Tell me."

So I did. "I texted him and asked if I could come over. And he said sure, so drove over. He was a bit confused why I was coming over so late, and so I told him what I wanted. He was really hesitant at first, but then I told him about our deal. And about how you really want it."

"Oh baby, yes. I do. I want this." He stuck a finger under the panties and shivered with pleasure.

"He didn't believe me at first, but I told him about times we've fantasized about it together. I could tell it was turning him on, so I took a chance. I kissed him. And then he kissed me back."

Erik slowly started pulling my panties down my legs. He let out a low groan when he saw the sticky mess at my entrance.

"We stayed in our clothes, just kissing and groping for a long time. I thought maybe that was all he would be willing to do, but then his fingers started lifting my skirt. When he started groping my bare ass, I knew."

Erik started fingering my lips, smearing the cum with his fingertips and just watching.

"I was on top, and I scooted down and undid his jeans and let out his cock. It was just about the same size as you, but curved to the side. I just kissed it at first, looking up at him. Then I licked it up and down, and then I took as much of it into my mouth as I could. I sucked it and it felt so good in my mouth."

Erik kissed me deep, his tongue dancing in to touch mine. He was imagining that dick in my mouth.

I continued to tell him what happened. "I sucked him. I tried to deepthroat it. I rubbed my tongue along the bottom of it while I sucked it deep and played with his balls. Then I took each one of his balls into my mouth, one at a time, and sucked on it and released it with that popping sound just like you like. Well, he liked it, too."

"Oh god yes."

"Just like this" I said, and I moved down and started sucking Erik's cock the same way. I sucked one ball into my mouth and pop, let it go, then the same for the other one. I started to crawl back up to straddle Erik, my sticky pussy just inches above his cock.

"Then what happened?" he asked, groping my ass and kissing my neck from below.

"After I sucked his cock for a while, he pulled me up to him like this, then he rolled over on top of me." I rolled over onto my back and pulled Erik above me. "and then he kissed me... long and slow... while he pushed every inch of his dick inside me."

"Oh fuck." Erik nearly collapsed onto me as the tip of his dick started to slide into me. "It's so wet. I can feel it."

"Oh, yeah, I need your dick." I gently bite at his neck as he thrusts fully inside of me. "I'm sopping wet. Plus, I'm also full of cum. There's a lot more inside than the little bit that dripped out."

"Oh fuck." Erik moaned into my ear. "Keep telling me what happened." Then he pulled out of me and started kissing down my chest. I wanted his dick back inside me, but I let him go. I could see it briefly, rocking back and forth between his legs as he moved backwards down the bed. Hard and sticky, covered in someone else's cum.

I start talking again as Erik kissed down my chest. "He drove his cock in and out of me slowly, like he was savoring every moment. And he was kissing me or just looking into my eyes. He took it slow and steady the whole time. He switched positions as he fucked me, never pulling out, putting one leg over his shoulder and using that curve of his to hit it at just the right spot, slowly rocking in and out."

"Oh yeah, tell me about him cumming inside you. While I taste it."

"Wait." I put a finger under his chin just before he reached my pussy. "Are you sure you want that? You don't even know who it is."

"I'm very sure. You got fucked by another man. You are fulfilling my own fantasy, and in my dirtiest fantasies you make me taste it off of you."

"No matter who?"

"No matter who."

He started to move his head down again and paused, "Was it Gabriel?" Erik kissed my pussy lips. "Tell me while I lick his cum off of you."

"No no." I moaned. Erik's tongue flicked up and down my labia, sending shivers across my body and teasing my clit by just barely avoiding it. "Those are the rules, you don't get to know who it is."

"Fine. Fine. But please for the love of God, please tell me more. I want to hear about him cumming inside of you." He then pressed his mouth into me and moaned, "mmmm" as he licked deep.

I take a shuddering breath and then continue. "He had me on my back, with my hips propped up on a pillow, and he leaned into me and started kissing me again. He never stopped with those long slow thrusts. I could see in his eyes that he was getting close, but instead of speeding up, he slowed down even more. And then he was kissing me intensely, both of us barely breathing, and he went somehow deeper than he had before, and he paused and I could feel his cock just started throbbing, pulsing it into me. Wave after wave of hot cum, with small little thrusts as he filled me up."

"Mmm" Erik moaned as he flicked his tongue across my clit. I was starting to feel myself getting closer. Then he moved his head slightly and I felt him start to suck at my opening.

"I want the rest of it." He said, muffled by my well-fucked pussy. When he sucked again, I squeezed my kegels to help push it out. I felt a thick load slide out of me. I heard him gulp and he pushed his mouth harder into me, licking me wildly. He consumed me. Licking at my labia, sucking my clit, wildly sucking at my opening and pulling out the last drops.

I don't know what happened, but his greed turned me animalistic and wild. I grabbed his hair and shoved his face into my clit. He flicked and sucked at it and I just erupted. I writhed in orgasm, letting it flow over me as I pulled his face into me.

"Come here and fuck me." I said when I finally recovered.

Erik made his way back up, trailing his lips among my body. "I love everything about you. You make my fantasies come true. Like you're a dream maker." He said, as he slid his cock into me.

He fucked me with long and slow thrusts, keeping eye contact or kissing me. I could see love and lust battled in his eyes, as I took him in, slow and steady, just like the other man I had taken twenty minutes earlier. Erik rocked me gently, slowly, lovingly, until he too pushed all the way inside and pumped hot cum deep into me.

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The next day was surprisingly normal, except Erik was even more attentive and loving, if that's even possible. And I was just as loving and caring in return. I checked with him several times if he was ok. If he was sure he still wanted this. And every time I did, I saw sparkles in his eyes.

"Yes. I want it. But only if you like it, too."

"I got fucked twice last night, and really well. Plus I got to give you your fantasy, so yeah, I'm ok with it."

Three days went by normally. We fucked very night, but no fantasies or stories, just good sex. Then on the third night, he fucked me slow and steady, locking eyes, just like a few nights earlier. When we were done, he asked me if I would consider removing the rule about telling him who it was. He felt no anger or jealousy, except the jealousy that just made him horny. I said I'd think about it.

The next day, I didn't come home from work on time. I texted him two hours later and said I was out on a date. An hour after that, I texted him that he better be ready for me. I was down the road in the back of the car.

I came inside a couple of minutes later and he was waiting in bed, naked, on his back, with candles lit all around.

I didn't say anything, I just dropped my clothes as I walked toward him. All except my wet panties. I slid those off carefully and walked to the bed and wrapped them around his hard cock, putting the sticky part right at his tip. Then I climbed onto the bed above him, straddling his head, and I lowered myself to just above his face.

"Do you want to know who just fucked me and finished in our driveway? Whose fresh cum you're about to suck out of your wife?"

"I do, but only if you want to tell me." He looked at me. Lust and love. His eyes went back to my pussy. Sticky and smeared with cum. He tried to lift his head to reach me but I pushed him back down with my hand.

"Are you sure you want it, no matter what?"

"I want this. I need this."

"No matter what?"

"No matter what."

I flashed a devilish smile at him. "It was James."

Shock. His eyes widened. "James? As in, my brother James?"

I grinned and shoved my pussy down onto his face.

"Now eat it."

He licked it wildly. He sucked it, pulling my hips harder onto his face. And I sat down with all of my weight.

"Oh my god" he moaned into me, muffled. Then he was sucking even harder.

I squeezed my kegels, like before, and for the second time, he sucked out a load of his brother's fresh cum from inside of me. I felt him start to spasm under me. I looked back behind me and, sure enough, he was cumming right into my dirty panties, mixing his cum with his brother's.

I started to lose control and grind my clit into his face. He pulled at my thighs and sucked and licked. The tingling feeling rose up and then I came. Earth shattering. The world went dark and I came. From my core out to my toes and fingertips. I came. Like a wave, radiating out over and over and over. My toes curled and I came. My fingers grabbed into his hair and I continued to come.

I collapsed onto the bed.

He slowly moved up to lay in front of me, and he looked into my eyes.

His eyes were full of wonder and joy.

"Are you mad?" I asked anyway.

"I never could be mad." He kissed my lips and I could taste it.

"I never imagined it would be James. Holy shit that was a surprise. And apparently a good one."

"I fucking love you, you kinky dirty boy."

"I love you, my dream maker."