Cuckolding as a Solution, Part 3

I walked out of the bathroom, naked after a shower, and saw my husband, John, lying on the bed. He, too, was naked and his cock was hard. My eyes widened for a second, then my shoulders slumped. I knew he must be thinking about something else or someone else. We hadn’t had sex in five months. We’d watched each other masturbate, but we didn’t touch, didn’t kiss, didn’t really do a damn thing together.“What are you thinking about?” I asked. “What’s got you so hard?”Usually, I didn’t ask, and he didn’t volunteer anything, but he answered me.“I was thinking you should invite another guy over. For sex. Like you did with what’s-his-name.”“Kellen.”“Yeah, whatever. You should pick someone again, someone else, and invite them over. Toby will be gone next weekend. We could do it then.”“You want to watch another guy fuck me again?” I asked, both angry and excited. I made it sound like a strange thing, and it was something that we’d only done twice so far, but immediately my nipples began to harden. I turned away so I wouldn’t be so obvious.“Yeah. Make sure he’s bi, too, just in case, you know…”.“You want him to fuck me and suck your cock? Maybe fuck you in the ass? Maybe you’d like it better to just get a guy for yourself. You two could just enjoy each other, I wouldn’t even have to be there.”“No!” John remonstrated. “I just want you to be happy. I know I suck as a husband, at least sexually, and, well, you should have sex once in a while.”“Thanks a lot.”I thought about picking on him some more. He certainly deserved it. But I totally needed to get laid and I didn’t want to risk John changing his mind. I just agreed. I put on a robe and all but ran to my computer to find someone suitable.I found a site that didn’t have a ton of bisexual hits, it was mainly for gay guys, but I only needed one person. Well, maybe that wasn’t right. Maybe I needed a lot of men if I couldn’t have any of them more than once. A problem for another day. I thought almanbahis şikayet about paying for premium search, but it allowed me to search on “bisexual san diego” for free and I got eleven hits. Probably good enough.I didn’t like how three of the men looked, nothing awful, just not my type. I started chats with the two who were online and decided on the one who could write the better sentence. I was looking for sex, not for love, and the bar was pretty low. There was never any doubt that I’d be fine for him. All the guys were extremely eager, as were just about all the guys I’ve ever chatted with. He barely asked what I looked like and I told the truth. I’m five foot six inches and my weight is nobody’s business. Brown hair, blue eyes, and a nice smile, although my mouth is kinda small. My measurements are 36-something-36. I look OK. Some days I even look a little better than OK.That night, I took out my wand and turned it on, planning to vibrate myself to an orgasm or two. John was already in bed and, when he saw what I was up to, he brushed away the covers and began to stroke his cock. I don’t think he liked the idea of my cumming while he just lay there.I turned the vibrator up another notch and put it just above my clit. I would keep it close for a minute or two, then put it directly on my little button. John’s cock had already become hard. He stroked it lackadaisically.“His name is Benjamin,” I said. “Ben. He sounds like a nice guy.”John just grunted.“I think I’ll suck him off first,” I said. “Jack his cock into my mouth. Fondle his balls. I’m not sure how big he is, I might not be able to take all of him in my mouth. But I can lick him perfectly well. Suck him. Kiss the end of his dick.”“Yeah, yeah.” He was still stroking very slowly and he just looked off in the distance.I was becoming angry. I had become accustomed to my husband not having sex with me, but his indifference to me being with another guy was almanbahis canlı casino baffling. I barely felt the wand on my cunt.“Ben will spread my legs with his hands, put his tongue on my clit. He’ll lick me, he’ll lick me better than you ever did. His lips will suck my clit, he’ll tongue my cunt. I will be so wet!”Grunt.Maybe I had been right when I suggested a guy for John.“Ben will switch over to you, babe. He’ll take your hard cock in his mouth and he’ll suck it down his throat. He’ll put his finger in your asshole.”John’s hand stroked his cock just a little faster. His eyes opened wider and he seemed to focus. I pressed the wand a little harder against my clit.“He’ll get you on your knees and he’ll fuck your ass from behind, his big cock going in and out of your asshole. He’ll reach around and grab your dick, stroking it like you’re stroking now, fucking you hard. He’ll fuck your ass up to his balls, your ass cheeks spread wide for him.”John had closed his eyes and was rubbing his cock quickly. I wasn’t exactly shocked, but, well, watching my husband get off to what could only be called gay porn…“Feel the slap of his thighs against your ass. His hand on your cock. Ben fucks you even faster, harder, deeper. And suddenly he jams his cock into your ass and cums inside you. I can see the cum squirting from his balls, leaking out of your asshole. His hand is still jerking you off, you’re so hard, and you start to cum yourself. All over the sheets. Neither of you can stop cumming. Spurt after spurt after spurt…”.My husband came. He didn’t make a sound, but a long shot of cum pulsed from his cock and landed high on his chest. Another big shot of cum. A third. God, he was making a mess. It finally slowed to a trickle and John’s hand fell to his side. His mostly-hard cock slumped, drops of white at the end.I had totally gotten into watching my husband jack off and the wand was doing nothing for me. I turned it off almanbahis casino and threw it on the floor. I clicked off my light and turned away from John, trying to go to sleep. It took me a long time to fall asleep. It had probably been the right time to ask if he was gay, but I didn’t have it in me. I didn’t want to know the answer.A week and a half later, Saturday, our son Toby was at a friend’s house. I answered the door dressed for the occasion, at least in my own mind. I wore a white, sheer mesh crop top, with a V neckline, that showed off my boobs to perfection. You might have noticed on my Lush post that they’re a bit on the small side, but under this top, they looked awesome. No bra, obviously, seeing my boobs was the point, and I liked that they bounced some. The only other thing I wore were lace-up shredded Daisy Duke shorts that showed large bits of my ass and laced up the sides, making it obvious I had no underwear on. My feet were bare.John was “dressed” for cuckolding, too. He was naked. I wanted him to answer the door, but he wouldn’t do that. Still, he stood just a couple feet behind me. I hoped we looked like a cuckold couple, not like this was just our third time.“Hi, Ben, come in. Welcome to our home.”He stepped through the doorway, took us both in, and grabbed me by the ass. Ben pulled me close and kissed me deeply. I hadn’t been ready for that, but I totally went with it. My nipples were hard and I could feel myself getting wet. I pressed my cunt against his crotch and could feel him getting stiff. Ten seconds and we were both eager to go. I couldn’t see John and I didn’t care.“Would… would you like something to drink?” I asked Ben. I stepped back and looked at him. “Are you old enough to drink?” I asked. He looked like he was eighteen.He looked me in the eyes and said nothing for five seconds.“How about if we fuck instead?”“Works for me.” I took him by the hand and led him up the stairs, telling John, “You can follow us if you want.”We walked into my bedroom and I brought him to the bed. I kissed him again and pushed him onto it. I took off my top, my breasts springing out from under the cotton. I climbed on top of Ben and began to unbutton his shirt.