James is sitting next to me as I write this and he’s going to add his point of view towards the end. I’m adding this requirement for James as I want him to be fully humilated. So feel free to tell him what a ridiculous cuck he is. The photos are also stills from a 2016 cellphone video. They kinda suck.. but that was what I had to work with.
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A bit about me: I grew up with a mother who really stressed physical appearance and always talked about how it would open doors. My entire adult life I did everything to make myself look appealing to men. Eat perfectly. Work out 4 hours a day but don’t allow myself to get muscular because men don’t like muscles. Nose job. hair extensions. perfectly done nails and toes. nose job. giant boob job. Tight dresses. Heels even when they hurt. It’s not unusual that a woman who lives her life like this prefers a man who’s a bit domineering. Powerful. Impressive. James was this and in many ways still is. He is an incredibly powerful man in the business world. A complete submissive cuck with me though. So it comes as no surprise that I find strong men attractive.
For this story (not our real names)
- Me = Mrs Liz Smith
- Hubby = Mr Smith
- Son = Daniel
- Bull = Matt Armstrong
- Bull’s Mom = Stacy
When James and I in the honeymoon phase of the hotwife/cuckold lifestyle I thought it was my duty to make him go weeks without cumming. Tease him relentlessly. And always keep him second guessing me. James’s job was to line up bulls for me. At this time I had only initiated a few encounters myself and almost every time I involved James’s help.
Our 2 sons were off the college leaving us empty nesters. I decided to totally mind fuck James.
James was often an “absent” father. Like most entrepreneurs he worked long hours and weekends. I never faulted him for that – he was a fantastic provider for his family. But the fact is, he didn’t know our kids friends. I set about making a full experience James wouldn’t forget.
With plenty of time, and many failed tries, I finally met the guy I needed on Reddit Hotwives Indianapolis. 22, black, muscular, well spoken. I explained my plan to him and he agreed to meet me during lunch and talk things through. The meeting went perfectly. I briefed “Matt” on the plan. We sat in my car at the place we had lunch rehearsing it tons of times. He was so calm and collected. I was a giddy mess.
I’m not a professional writer and I’m trying something different here so I hope this flows well.
3rd Saturday of the month. Spurting (milking) day.
James was allowed to cum one time a month.. The 3rd Saturday. He would sometimes have nocturnal emissions during the night but that’s uncontrollable. 3rd Saturday he was allowed to cum from my help. Maybe I would jerk him off. Edge him for hours. Maybe I would give him a blowjob. Maybe he would fuck me for the 30 seconds he could hold out. He had no idea when it would happen. Where… But 3rd Saturday was the day.
James would make absolutely certain nothing went wrong on those Saturdays. He would have coffee ready for me in the morning. Take a fast but through shower so
I woke up that Saturday knowing what was instore for the day. My heart was already racing. James was already at the business, he woke up at 5am. I slept in until 9. This princess has no alarms 🙂 I went for a morning run, yoga and some Pilates in the workout room in our basement.
Matt texted me and I had not noticed! He told me to call him. My sank. I texted him back asking if now was a good time to call. No response. I was afraid I was losing him. After all this buildup I would have been a pissy bitch all day.
I wanted to keep him interested so I snapped a photo to send him.
Not good enough I thought.
I need him to be sure there was no backing out.
I texted him again.
“Hey Matt. I was thinking of wearing this outfit when you arrive. What do you think?”
It was 5 mins later I got a text back! He just wanted to let me know he had to change arrival time by an hour. Pheww! I thought. I knew Matt was an ass man, he revealed as much. If this tiny tight rich white woman’s ass wasn’t going to entice him, nothing would.
James came home at noon. I told him we have a tree trimmer coming to give us an estimate. I asked him to be home when the guy comes because he sounded kinda creepy on the phone. James said he would be sure of it.
It’s about time for arrival. I realize that although I’m always dressed pretty revealing, I just told James that this guy sounded creepy. I throw a robe on over the outfit so James doesn’t wonder what’s up.
DING DONG.
My heart skips 10 beats.
I answer the door. Matt is there.
James walks into the foyer. Ready to be the big powerful man keeping his woman safe.
“OMG MATT? Little MATT ARMSTRONG?” I exclaim
“Mrs Smith?” Matt says back. Honestly appearing shocked.
“I have not seen you since you were a little kid? ” I say just as loudly.. I wanted to make sure James heard.
“Good” Matt returns. “How is Daniel (our son) doing?” Matt asks.
“OMG Matt I can not believe how grown up you are. Daniel is doing great! He’s at school right now. How have you been?”
“Pretty good Mrs Smith.” Every time he says Mrs Smith I get a bit wetter. I too am enjoying this fantasy… but it’s not fantasy for James. He’s falling for this hook line and sinker.
“Just working and saving up money for school” Matt replies.
“Well come in, come in. Let’s talk.” as I lead Matt into the house.
“Can I get you something to drink? A water?” “James, this is Matt, you remember Matt. Daniel and Matt played Carmel Little League together. They were best friends for that entire summer.”
“Then my family moved to Noblesville” Matt replies.
“Ohh that’s what happened?”
“How is Stacy?, I haven’t talked to her in ages”
continue with small talk
We hang out in the kitchen for a few. Everyone talks. Matt was briefed enough to make some convincing conversation. I even had him ask my husband for a summer job. My husband hates when people put him on the spot like that.
I finally give Matt the sign to take this to the next level.
“You have a great house Mrs Smith” Matt says.
“Thanks Matt! You want to a tour?”
I proceed to give him a tour. Matt is easily 6’2″ while James is 5’10” on a good day. At one point during the tour I say,
“James, can you come here and help me grab this picture album to show Matt”. I had placed a picture album on a top shelf in the guest room.. Knowing James wouldn’t be able to reach.
James can’t..
“Let me get that for your Mrs Smith” Matt says.
It’s about this time I start a Ipad I had propped up by the TV recording.
He grabs the album and hands it to me. My hands caress down his shoulder to his wrist as I take the album from his hands.
I am standing so close him my breast side is touching his arm.
I press my head against his shoulder.. “Look at me!” I exclaim. “I can’t believe what a strong man you grew up to be.”
I sit down on the guest bed and open the picture album. Matt had actually given me 3 photos of himself as a 12 year old child holding a baseball bat. Obviously Daniel wasn’t in them but I made a couple pages in the middle of a real picture album and added some of Daniel holding a bat on the same page.
I’m like, “James come look”. He sits down next to me.
“Matt, don’t be shy, come sit.” I pat the bed.
Matt sits on my other side.
We flip through some pages. “I know there’s some of you in here Matt”. “There you are Matt!”
“Such a cute boy” I giggle.
Matt puts his hand on my leg. “All grown up now” He says.
I look at Matt longingly. “You really have” I said in an exhale.
“Oh God Matt, you are so handsome” I say quietly as I lean in to kiss him.
“woa!” Matt says.. “It’s OK.. Mr Smith is ok with it” I say, almost completely out of breath.
James remained silent.. stunned
I lean in and start kissing him.
softly
then deeply
my top comes off.
I pull down Matt’s pants, get down on the floor on my knees.
His black penis was magnificent. Still flaccid but still impressively long and floppy. He had sent me photos but seeing it in person was wonderful. It deserved a good worshipping.
I adore the feeling of being on my knees in front of a man. I sometimes pull my feet up off the floor putting more weight onto my knees just so I feel a little more pressure and maybe a little pain. It helps keep me focused. This whole scenario had me so excited I immediately pulled my feet up.. putting as much pressure on just my knees. I remember distinctly that one knee was half on/half off the carpet… it stung with that ridge digging in… The pain honestly made me wetter and wetter.
James is still sitting on the bed, next to Matt. Just the space I used to occupy between them.
I lay my head sideways on Matts leg and make eye contact with James. I take Matts flaccid cock and place it against my nose and take a deep breath through my nose.
“His cock smells so good James.” Come down and see.
I start taking his flaccid head into my mouth. Sucking hard while jerking his shaft. Matt slowly starts to become more erect.
James is taking forever getting to his knees. He’s probably so confused I thought.
“Get down here NOW” “Get a good look at Matt’s huge dick.” I assert
James gets down next to me. James stands up and starts pulling my head so I take it deeper and deeper. James, his face close to mine. I make sure to get Matt’s head super wet with a few deep sucks… I gag a little.
“Kiss me James” I shove my tongue down James’s throat…
I then go back and forth between taking Matt deep and kissing my husband. This is something we’ve done a dozen times easy.. but most of the time James has had a couple drinks making it way easier.
I get off my knees and sit on the edge of the bed.
James starts to move away but I yell at him to stay put. “Pull out your phone and take pictures of Stacy’s son fucking me James!”
James is laying on the floor between Matt, the bed and me.
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Matt goes to enter me. No condom. I clench down tight before Matt starts to push in. I want him to feel like he’s stretching me good. I want him to feel the resistance. This is not about my pleasure, it’s about Matt and James. Matt gets to feel he’s stretching a little white housewife and James gets to feel my struggle of taking such a big dick.
I let out a huge exaggerated moan
“Oh God” I announce.
“Fuck me” I repeat over and over.. Slowly loosening my grip and allowing him to enter me fully.
James underneath us and looking up. I tell him to film using his phone.
“James take some pictues..” I gasp.. “Take some pictures of Stacy’s son fucking me”
Matt pulls out and I squirt some. It gets all over James.
I get back on my knees and start sucking Matt off. He cums in my mouth. I huge load.
“Take a picture” I kinda say.. with a mouth full of seed.
I show James my mouthful of cum.
I purposely let some slip out of my mouth.. “Whoopsie” I said after swallowing the rest.
“James, be a good boy and lick that off the floor.”
“NOW JAMES”
He got down on his hands an knees and started licking. I got up and said, “Let me get a paper and pen, I’ll write down Daniel’s number at school and you guys can catch up!” I bounced out of the room like a happy bunny. James still on the ground licking up Matt’s spilt cum.
Back in the room I rip a sheet of paper in half. “I’ll write my number and Daniel’s number on this half. You write yours on that half”. I say like a giddy school girl. Standing there completely naked. Husband still on his knees just staring up at me like a deer in headlights.
Some small talk as Matt gets dressed. “Well I better get going Mrs Smith. Thanks for the great time.. Do you still want me to give you that tree quote?”
“Yes, please do!” Matt proceeds outside and pretends to look at our trees
I bawl out James. I was mad he didn’t do as asked as quick as he should. Warned him any more nonsense and we’re skipping spurting day. James knows I’m serious, it’s been skipped before. Nocturnal Emissions become unavoidable if he has to wait 60 days.
James apologizes.. probably because he thought it was all over.
Matt rings the doorbell again.. I answer. “I got all the information I need Mrs Smith. The office will be in touch with the estimate.”
“Matt, come back in for a minute honey.” “What we didn’t wasn’t too weird was it?” “Whatever you do don’t tell you mom OK, I would die”
Matt tells me how much he loved it. Would love to do it again sometime.
“How about right now? ”
I get down on my knees on the hard foyer tile floor. The tile floor feels so hard against my knees but cushioned by my soft pink yoga pants.
Matt slips my yoga pants down around my tiny ass, drops his pants around his ankles and buries himself back into my pussy. Instantly balls deep. I gasp for real.
As Matt crazily pumps into me, trying so hard to cum again.. I say to him to pause a moment.
“James, come kneel next to me and place your head on my back.”
He remembers the warning. Jumps down to his knees like a hungry puppy.
His head resting on the small of my back. His face staring at Matt’s shirt that bumps his nose with each thrust forward.
“Don’t you move James” I warn him.
Matt thrusts crazily and crazily.. like only a young 20 something can.
“You’re gonna make me cum” he warns.
“Matt, you cannot cum in your mother’s friend! You have to pull out. Cum all over James’s face instead!” “James, don’t you dare move… ”
Matt lets out a groan and I feel his cock leave me as he stands upright. I don’t move.. James doesn’t move.. But I could feel him flinch. I could feel some cum overshoot James and hit my back. A few small grunts from Matt
“Thanks again Mrs Smith” Matt says.
“Thank you!!!! Matt. I hope to see you again soon and I hope you reconnect with Daniel. Tell Stacy I said hello”.
This is all said while I’m still down on all fours and James is still resting his face on my back. It is so comical to think about now. Matt actually walks out the front door, just a few feet away.. while this husband and wife are covered in his cum.. still frozen in place. James knowing if he moves he risks his spurting.
When the door closed I let out a sigh… “Well, that was something wasn’t it?” I exhale. “Matt really fucked me good.”
James, head still on my back, “I cannot believe you did that Liz.”
“Shut up and lay on your back… Don’t you dare wipe his cum off of you” James reacts before I can even think.
I examine Matt’s cum streaks across his face. I feel some of his cum on my back. The load was thick. Not a ton of quantity but really thick white.
“How does it feel having Matt’s cum on your face James?”
“Good Goddess”, James replies.
“Does it really James?” I say to him as I unbutton his jeans
“Does it really feel good having our Son’s friend’s cum on your face, you pathetic cuck.”
I hold his key on my necklace in front of his eyes.
“It does Goddess” James remarks.
“Taste it then.. Prove it to me.”
James reaches for the side of his face and runs his finger across. It’s gloopy.. really sticking together. Cum like this usually doesn’t taste great in my experience. He tries to take a little bit but it all strings together. He get it in front of his face and is a bit surprised at how much there is dangling from his fingers.
“Go on, prove it my little panty wearing cuckie”
I stand up and walk away.. Never unlocking his cage. Never even pulling his pants down. Just leaving him unbuttoned with another man’s cum on his face. I go take a shower and when I get out he’s still laying there wondering if I’m coming back and not moving because he didn’t want to upset me. Remnants of Matt’s cum drying on his face.
Later that night I unlock him because it was his spurting day. I jerk him off and he cums within a minute. It was just a little bit that came out… I was pretty angry because that meant he cheated me. He tried to explain but I refused to hear it. The next 2 spurtings would be while locked and just with a vibrator against the cage. After I explained the punishment we talked nonchalantly about my date coming up in a few nights. I don’t tell James for more than 1 year that Matt was not a friend of Daniel’s and it was all planned.
James’s Point of View
At this point in our relationship Liz had agreed to spurt me on the 3rd Saturday of every month. This being the 3rd Saturday I was going to be careful not to piss her off or let her get “too tired”.. and then put it off or some bullshit. I just wanted the day to go perfect.
When Matt rang the doorbell I knew my job was to stand there menacingly. When Liz greeted Matt and knew him I was relieved, to be honest. I wasn’t in the mood for any drama.. I just wanted to make it to my spurting time. It was such a long month.. Sometimes I can just block out the frustration but this month my brain and my dick wasn’t having it. I couldn’t stop thinking about Liz nude and what an amazing hotwife I had.
I had no idea who Matt was. I didn’t doubt the validity of who Liz said Matt was because it seemed completely reasonable. Liz dealt with the day to day when our kids were young, I was busy with work nonstop. It’s not that I was inattentive, someone had to work and I was the one.
The clothing Liz was wearing around the house was, funnily enough, conservative for her at that time. She was insanely fit and just fully healed from her largest breast implants ever. She loved teasing me visually and loved getting looks from other men. More often it would be tiny shorts or just underwear so being longer pants felt like she was getting ready for church!
Liz added this photo. https://imgbox.com/ObTBArAK
When she offered a tour of the house and immediately went upstairs I found that a bit weird. We just had the basement remodeled and added a home theater. I remember almost saying, “I’m sure he would rather see the home theater than some bedrooms”… But again, spurting day.. I kept my mouth shut.
When the whole picture album thing happened I realized why she wanted to go upstairs and then thought, Fuck… I’m going to have to look at fucking picture album and pretend like I care… But things happened pretty fast after that.
The looks.. The touching.. when she called him handsome… I was so confused what was happening. When they kissed I felt that jolt of energy and felt my dick push against my cage.. (It’s a stubby buddy so there’s no room to grow even an inch).
When she breathed his cock sent in.. It’s something I would order her to do back when she would act all submissive towards me. “Smell your husband’s dick” I would order her. She now smells every mans cock and makes sure I watch. Will never again do that to me.
Sometime during the blowjob and Liz kissing me I felt a little spurt of cum leave my dick. My head was totally swimming that Liz was giving this friend of our son’s a BJ. It’s pretty common to feel a dribble of precum but this was a bit more than a dribble. I was kind of shocked, not sure what was happening. Liz yelling at me not to move and pull out my phone got me to pay half attention.
The next 10 mins my mind kept going back to that little spurt I had. I don’t think I followed any of Liz’s instructions right. I took some photos, listened to the grunts and groans. My cock just kept throbbing against the cage. I was waiting for another spurt to happen. Both wanting it to happen and worrying it would happen.
When Liz’s squirt hit my face I snapped out of it. I then realized this kid, my son’s friend, just fucked my wife into a squirting orgasm. My mind said, This is insane.. My dick said.. Fuck yeah!
Matt kept edging closer and closer to the bed so I slipped out of there and moved to the side a bit, giving this kid room to really pound my wife. When Liz sucked him off and showed me the cum my head was again swimming. When I went to lick up the dribbled cum I understood there was no stopping Liz. She was willing to fuck this family friend.. what’s next. I felt so many different emotions as I licked his cum off the floor. I would say it’s a mixture of defeat and exhilaration.
His cum tasted horrible and usually I don’t really mind the taste.
I truly thought that was that. When he came back inside and it was starting all over again I just couldn’t believe it. I didn’t have time to process the first go around.
Liz had me put my head on her back. At first I thought about having my face forward but I knew what she wanted. Defeated I put my head right behind her ass on the small of her back. I couldn’t see Matt’s dick but did see him abs move back and forth.
I closed my eyes and felt each impact. I could sense when he started building up to his climax. Bam bam bam so quickly. His grunts. When Liz said he couldn’t cum in his mother’s friend I again felt my cock begin to spurt. This time 4 or 5 almost pee like spurts. Matt pulled out and I opened my mouth, fully expecting.. maybe hoping he would push his dick into it. After I felt his cum land on my face and a tiny bit on my lips I knew that wasn’t going to happen.
I never heard Matt leave. I don’t think I even opened my eyes. My heart was racing a mile a minute. Next thing I know Liz is unbuttoning my pants. I’m freaking out what she’s going to find. She leaves and I just lay there. Liz tells me, Get up and get cleaned up so I go take a shower. In the bathroom I see I’m covered in Matt’s cum and my own cum.
It was both the best and most confusing sex session to that point. I confessed all to Liz about 3 days later. She was insanely intrigued and insisted we try to repeat it. When Liz decides she wants something she figures out a way to accomplish it.
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