Wife Wants More Ch. 01

Wife Wants More.

Warning: this story contains Cuckold activity. If you don't like that or unfaithful wives, do not read this.

This is my very first story, and I don't have an editor, so I apologize in advance for errors. If anyone likes it, let me know if I should continue.

CHAPTER 1

Linda stretched out on the bed, her naked body glistening with a light sheen of sweat after their lovemaking. Jon lay beside her, tracing idle patterns on her skin with his fingertips, his cock already twitching with renewed interest. He propped himself up on one elbow, admiring the way her large tits rose and fell with each breath, her nipples still hard and begging for attention.

Jon was always excited by Linda's beauty, particularly her boobs, not just because they were big (they were DD cup) but because the shape was so perfect. Even when she was lying down you could tell how well shaped they were. When he considered her small waist, wide hips and smooth even skin her body was perfect. He even liked her full, thick dark bush. He loved to bury his face in it when he ate her pussy, which was a frequent occurrence.

In fact she was so perfect, it often caused him anxiety. He had clearly 'married up.' He was a very average-looking guy with a decent physique, about 5 feet 11 inches tall weighing around 175. He was not the type of guy women were checking out when he walked by, whereas Linda definitely was getting checked out by men all the time, whether she wore something sexy or not. In addition to her killer body, she was classically pretty with wavy should length brunette hair, green eyes and beautiful even facial features.

To top it off, he was not particularly well endowed. Fully erect, he was slightly over 4 inches long. It frustrated him that he couldn't make Linda cum through intercourse; he had to use his tongue to bring her off. They had talked about it. Linda had told him that most women didn't cum from intercourse and that she was perfectly happy with his oral skills. That didn't make him feel any better; he felt that 'a real man can make his wife cum by fucking her.' Thinking about his inadequacy was one of the reasons he asked Linda a question.

"You know," he murmured, his voice low and husky, "I was thinking about something earlier."

Linda turned her head, her green eyes locking onto his with a playful smirk. "Oh yeah? What's that, baby?"

Jon swallowed hard, his insecurity creeping in. "I was just wondering... about before us. All your other lovers. Who was the best?"

Linda let out a soft laugh, rolling her eyes before her expression softened. "You, Jon. It's always been you."

He shook his head, his fingers tightening slightly on her hip. "Come on, Linda. I know I'm not... you know. The best in bed. I can't even make you cum during sex." His voice cracked slightly, the admission painful.

Linda sat up, her large tits bouncing slightly as she straddled his waist. She gripped his chin, forcing him to meet her gaze. "Jon, listen to me. I love you. And you *do* make me cum. Just not the way I need sometimes." She bit her lip, her mind drifting to a time before she met Jon.

"Before we met," she admitted, her voice dropping to a whisper, "I had an affair with my boss. Ray." She felt Jon tense beneath her, his cock swelling against her ass. "He was married, powerful, and had the biggest cock I've ever seen. Thick, long, and he knew exactly how to use it. He made me cum harder than anyone else ever has." She could see Jon's jealousy flicker in his eyes, but there was something else too--curiosity, arousal.

Jon's grip on her hips tightened. "You're serious?" Linda's remark was humiliating but strangely, it also gave him a thrill. He could feel his cock getting hard again.

Linda nodded, her pussy growing wetter at the memory. "Yeah. I was addicted to it. His dick, the way he'd fuck me raw, the way he'd leave me sore and satisfied for days. The climaxes he gave me were unbelievable. He made me feel so full." She reached down, wrapping her fingers around Jon's shaft, stroking him slowly. "But you, Jon? You're my husband. You're the one I come home to. The one who loves me even when I'm being a needy, insatiable bitch."

Jon groaned as she stroked him, his cock twitching in her hand. "Fuck, Linda. You're killing me."

She grinned, leaning down to kiss him deeply before pulling back. "I can feel the way your dick flexes when I tell you about a bigger man. It excites you, doesn't it? Do you like hearing how your wifey enjoyed a stud?"

Jon audibly groaned at that. He did get turned on by Linda confessing her desire for a really big cock.

"When did you stop dating Ray?" Jon prodded.

"Well, we didn't really date. He couldn't really be seen out with me, his wife might have found out. Mostly we just fucked."

"You know what I mean," Jon sighed.

"Well, uh I guess we finally stopped the June after you and I started dating. He broke it off with me because his wife was getting suspicious."

"So it ended because he ended it?"

"Um, well, yeah, I guess so," said Linda with some embarrassment.

"Wait a minute," said Jon after thinking it through. "You mean you were dating both of us for three months? And that means you were fucking both of us."

Linda didn't answer.

"Well?"

Quietly, Linda answered, "Yes."

"Did you ever think you should have broken up with him after you met me?"

"I thought about it, but frankly I couldn't give up his big cock and the way he controlled me. I knew there was no future with him, he wouldn't have left his wife for me and I wanted to be married."

"So the main reason the relationship ended is because he broke up with you?"

After sighing, Linda replied, "I guess that's right."

Despite what he was hearing, Jon was very excited. His four-inch cock was at full mast and hard as a rock.

More quietly, Jon asked, "Did you ever fuck both of us on the same day?"

"A number of times, yes," Linda said as she smirked. "Does that bother you?"

Jon didn't answer. He was running his finger up and down Linda's very wet pussy slit. She was soaking wet. This conversation was turning them both on.

"Why don't you use your tongue on my pussy and I'll tell you more."

Jon lay belly down on the bed between Linda's spread legs and first rubbed his face in her soft, thick, dark bush. Then he swiped his tongue up and down her pussy stopping to circle her clit.

Linda started talking again. "One Sunday morning, after you brought me home after spending a Saturday night with you, Ray was waiting for me. He knew I was dating someone and was jealous. He wanted to reclaim me. He fucked me very hard and aggressively leaving a big load of his cum in my pussy."

While Linda was describing this, her pussy was gushing juice all over Jon's face. She started panting.

"What do you mean 'left a load'? Didn't he wear a condom? You made me wear a condom back then."

Linda was panting now, either from the talk or Jon's magic tongue or both.

"He refused to wear a condom, and I told you, a man with a cock that big gets whatever he wants."

Being so honest with Jon made Linda feel powerful and sexy and she started to cum. She came hard and moaned, "Oh Ray!! Yessss." It was the most powerful orgasm she ever had from getting oral.

Jon was really excited seeing his wife cum so hard. It was the biggest climax he had ever seen her have. And hearing her moan Ray's name as she came excited him even more.

Linda stopped to catch her breath. Jon moved up the bed to put his head near hers, and they kissed. Linda reached down to grasp Jon's cock and stroked it. It was wet with his precum and she used that as lube.

"You really like hearing about my adventures with Ray and his big cock, don't you?" she whispered. "So, what do you think? Maybe I should find another man on the side? Someone with a bigger cock to keep me satisfied? I can tell you all about it."

Jon's eyes widened, but he didn't hesitate. "Yes. God, yes."

And with that, Jon came all over Linda's hand and his own belly. Exhausted, they both fell off to sleep each dreaming their thoughts of the discussion.