Cuckold Regret Ch. 03: Trying Again

I felt tense all day waiting for the evening to happen. I worried I'd made a terrible decision, but somehow it felt right, like this was the best way forward now, the only way to fix everything.

Time moved slowly, but eventually the evening arrived. We got ourselves together. Ann was in the shower while I had a whiskey to steady my nerves.

The doorbell rang.

This is it, I thought. This is happening.

I opened the door and Markus was standing there. Seeing him for the second time didn't elevate my inferiority next to him--his big frame made me feel small.

Fuck no. I'm not doing that. This is going to be ok. I can do this.

I extended my hand to shake it. He took it and gripped it tight, shook it firmly.

"Good to see you again, mate," he said.

"You too, come in." I stepped back, letting him into our house. "Would you like a drink? I'm on the whiskey."

"Yeah, that'd be great, thanks."

I got the drinks from the kitchen. As I returned to the living room and handed him his glass, Ann was coming down the stairs. Dressed in a sexy red dress, she looked incredible.

"Woah, Ann, you look fucking incredible." Markus's eyes were already undressing her.

"Wow, honey, you look so good," I chimed in.

"Thanks, boys." She smiled brightly.

After some small talk, Markus got up and went over to Ann. He leaned in, ready to make out with her--but to my surprise, she stopped him.

"Not just yet." She smiled and pointed to where he should sit. As he did, she beckoned me over.

I got up and went to her. As I approached, she leaned in and kissed me. Deep and passionate.

I think she liked having him watch us. I know I did.

Our hands roamed each other's bodies as we kissed. I kissed her neck. As I did, she gestured for Markus to come over. When he got close, she smiled with a cheeky grin.

"Oh, by the way--I'm not wearing any panties."

Fuck. That was hot. I kissed her neck again. I saw Markus sink to his knees and slip under her dress. I kissed her lips again, and she moaned into my mouth as Markus started to eat her pussy.

Fuck. I was doing this. I'd be lying if I said all the jealousy had gone, but the fact I was more involved, not just watching, was helping.

Meaning, feeling her moan into my mouth while someone ate her pussy was pretty hot.

I kissed her neck. She tilted her head.

"God yes, this feels so good. Both of you at the same time, it's almost too much," she said.

I looked up at her. "I can stop if you want," I said, smiling up at him.

"Please don't," she whimpered.

I pulled her dress down slightly to expose her breasts. She was panting pretty hard now, with Markus eating her. I took her left breast into my mouth and sucked on her nipple.

"Oh fuck, yes. It's too much. Yes, please. I'm going to cum. I'm going to... I'm cumming!"

Her body shook.

This was incredible. So hot. God, I loved her.

Markus kept his face in her pussy as she was cumming. My face was buried in her breasts. When she finally finished her orgasm, it seemed like the longest one I'd ever seen her have.

I let her breast go, and Markus emerged from under her dress.

"God, that was incredible. I've never cum that hard before," she said, panting with a beaming smile.

I lifted her dress off over her shoulders. There she was--completely naked. She looked so good, completely exposed in front of us. Her legs glistened with cum as it trickled down them.

I kissed her deeply.

"Still okay?" she asked.

"Yes," I smiled.

She got onto the sofa on her hands and knees. Markus walked around and smiled at her. She reached out and started stroking his cock. I went to the other end of the sofa and got on my knees, pushing my face into her arse.

"Fuuuck yes," she moaned.

She took Markus's cock in her mouth and began sucking him off.

"That's right," he said. "Suck me like a good little slut."

I got up and stripped off. I decided I knew exactly what to do next. My head was swimming, but somehow this was working for me.

I lined up my cock and entered my wife's pussy, starting to fuck her while she was sucking another man.

She pulled off his cock for a second. "Yes, fuck me. Fuck my slutty cunt while I suck his big cock," she said. Then she went right back to sucking him.

That made me pound harder and faster.

Markus pulled his cock out of her mouth and started jerking it. I watched as he pointed that monster at my wife's face. I watched with delight and terror in equal measure as he said:

"Ready for my cum?"

"Yes, please give it to me. I need your cum," my wife begged him.

"Take it."

He said it as he exploded, covering her face in the biggest load of cum I had ever seen.

"Yes." He groaned loudly. "Cover that pretty face."

"Yes, cover me," she demanded.

Where the fuck was I?

All I knew was it was too much for me. I pulled out and shot ropes of cum across her ass and up her back.

"Fuuuck yes!" I yelled.

When it was over, nobody moved.

Cum dripped down her legs. I wiped some of it from her cheek with my thumb. She leaned into the touch.

Markus pulled up his pants. "Well," he said. "That was something."

He walked to the door. Didn't look back.

The latch clicked. He was gone.

Ann stayed on the sofa. Covered in us. Covered in cum. Covered in herself.

I sat beside her. Didn't touch her. Not yet.

"That was... intense," I said.

She nodded. Didn't look at me. "Yeah."

Minutes passed. The room smelled like sex and whiskey and sweat.

"Are you okay?" she asked.

I looked at her. At the marks. The fluids. The exhaustion in her eyes.

"I don't know," I said. And I meant it.

She reached for my hand. I let her take it.

"But I think so," I said a while later.

She smiled at me. "Are you sure? You don't just have to say that. You can be honest."

"Thanks, love. I appreciate that. My head is spinning, I won't lie, but it was sort of amazing, I think. I'm still trying to process it."

I looked over at my wife, covered in cum. In many ways, she had never looked sexier. Something about it felt more real. Like in all of this, she had found a bit of herself.

"I understand. It's a lot to process."

"How are you? How are you feeling?" I asked. Really needing to know.

She smiled. "Honestly, that was incredible. Having you both took it to a whole new level. Pleasure I had only dreamed of. I felt used, in the best possible way. I felt desired. I loved every second of it."

She paused for a second. "Sorry. Too much?"

"No, I'm glad you can be honest. It feels like we may have found each other again." I smiled.

"Yeah. It feels that way."

We sat there until dawn.