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  My Husband the Cuckold

  (Scarlett Springs) 2017

  Chapter 1

  I have been married for ten years and I would say on the whole we are happy. Sex has become a bit predictable but I don’t consider that unusual after all this time. I have certainly never thought about cheating on Ashley and don’t think he would ever cheat on me.

  However when we were in bed the other night and I was feeling a bit merry from the effects of my wine consumption, I asked him if he had a fantasy. You know I was expecting him to confess to a desire to see me dressing up; or maybe spanking me. What I wasn’t expecting to hear was him saying he would love to watch another man fuck me. He said there was no pressure but to just think it over. And if this wasn’t for me then he would understand.

  The trouble is the more I have been thinking about it the more the idea has been growing on me. It has been turning me on like you wouldn’t believe. But is it just the idea turning me on? Would I actually be able to go through with it?

  I can’t help but wonder how we would actually arrange it. Would I go out on the pull and bring a man home or would he try and find someone? These questions have been running around in my head. Ashley has always enjoyed watching me touch myself but I can’t help but wonder if another man touching me is a step too far. I have agreed to think it over.

  As I am sat at my desk at work I don’t think anyone would guess what is going on in my head. I have got to stop thinking about it at least for now. The office is not the place to be feeling horny. I knuckle down to some work and for now my husband’s fantasy is pushed to the back of my mind.

  Arriving home I head straight to the kitchen and put the dinner on. I have to admit I am still feeling horny, just maybe we will have good sex tonight. I decide to go and have a bath while dinner is cooking. While lying in the nice warm water my mind is full of naughty thoughts. It is like a switch has been turned on in my head and all I can think about is sex.

  When I am drying myself I hear the front door close. Ashley must be home. Getting out of the bath and drying myself I put on my robe and head downstairs.

  “Evening love.” I say when walking in the kitchen. Ashley walks over and gives me a kiss on the cheek.

  “Fancy a wine?”

  “Yes please.”

  He pours us both a glass as I dish the dinner up. We take another glass with us when we go through to the living room. Sitting on the sofa in front of the television we make ourselves comfortable.

  “You look lovely tonight Beth.”

  “Why thank you; you don’t look so bad yourself.”

  It seems like ages since my husband has given me a compliment. I guess it is really easy to take each other for granted. What are we watching on the television? It looks like they are about to get down to business. Yes the clothes are off. I don’t know about him but I am feeling as horny as fuck. His hand reaches over and plays with my hair, I turn to face him. He puts his glass down and then takes mine and puts it down also.

  For some reason before he moves in for a kiss I start to laugh.

  “What’s funny?”

  “All I can think of is it’s not even Saturday.”

  “Are we that predictable?”

  “Time for change.” I reply, smiling now.

  “Shall we take it upstairs?”

  “No let’s do it here.” I can’t remember the last time we had sex and it wasn’t in bed.

  We start to tug at each other’s clothes before we stand up and disrobe in record time. This is great we don’t even bother to get naked usually; he just lifts my nightie up. I can feel the heat spreading through my body. Ashley sits down on the sofa and pulls me to him. I sit astride him, his rock hard cock extremely evident. I cannot remember the last time I was turned on so much by my husband. And to be fair it has probably been as long since he has been this turned on by me.

  Perhaps he doesn’t need to see me fucking another man maybe just the idea of it is enough. Something has certainly got us both fired up. I am pretty sure his suggestion is what is responsible.

  He captures one of my nipples with his teeth and starts nibbling. I arch my back as he sucks and bites. My pussy feels on fire waiting for his touch. It feels so hot I decide to touch it myself. I am amazed at how wet I am already. His mouth leaves my nipple and searches out mine. We kiss with a passion that again takes me by surprise.

  I take his hand and lower it to my pussy. He strokes up and down my slit, his fingers sliding up and down in my wetness. As his fingers rub over my clit my excitement mounts. Then suddenly he plunges fingers inside me and I cry out.

  “I want you to fuck me now.” I whisper in his ear.

  I get up off him and his fingers slip out of me. Taking his hand I pull him up. I then get on the floor and bend over the sofa. He kneels down behind me and his cock is between my legs. Getting his cock in his hand he finds my entrance. With one swift push he is in.

  He bangs it in hard until his cock is fully eaten up by my pussy. He doesn’t start off slowly and gradually get faster. No straight away he bangs me hard and fast. I love it and encourage him on.

  “Harder, harder.” I shout out.

  My fingers once more find my pussy and I rub them over and over my clit. He grabs my hips tightly as his relentless pounding continues. I can feel his balls slapping against me. My orgasm explodes as my body spasms. My fingers are soaking wet with my juices. My pussy clenches down on his cock and he too explodes. His cock pumps out his spunk deep inside me. He starts to judder and twitch. He rams his cock in deep and holds it there.

  He collapses down on me and I can feel his hot breath on my neck. Gradually are bodies still and our breathing returns to normal. Only now does he pull out his cock. Our mingled juices run down my leg. He pulls me up and we embrace. My boobs are squashed against his chest as he holds me tight. We both collapse down on the sofa and he looks me in the eyes.

  “Beth that was amazing.”

  “It sure was.”

  “Let’s go up to bed.” He says as he leads me by the hand.

  When we get in he pulls me close and we fall asleep spooning; both of us satisfied and content.

  Chapter 2

  Saturday morning I wake up and find myself alone. I must admit I am slightly disappointed. But then I hear footsteps on the stairs. The bedroom door opens and in walks Ashley. He is holding a tray which he sets down on my bedside cabinet.

  I yawn and stretch. He tells me to sit up and he even plumps up the pillows behind me. He picks up the tray and places it on my lap. There in front of me is a nice hot cup of tea and some croissants. I pick up a croissant and discover he has warmed them up for me. I could get used to this treatment.

  “Did you enjoy that?” he asks.

  “It was lovely, thank you.”

  He leans over me and kisses me on the cheek and heads to the shower. He is nipping into work for a few hours this afternoon. I intend on having a lazy day. When he leaves for work I think I will have a nice relaxing bath. I sit in bed with a smile on my face, enjoying the croissants and enjoying remembering last night. I really hope our newly awakened passionate sex life doesn’t dwindle away again. Pushing that thought to the back of my head I throw back the duvet and get out of bed. Pulling on my robe I head down to the kitchen and put my plate and cup in the dishwasher.

  About one o’clock he heads off to work. I go upstairs and run the bath. I might even get dressed when I get out of it. What shall I wear? I want to look nice just in case I can get more of what we did last night. It still makes me smile and makes me feel horny. I might have to have a quick play while I’m in the bath.

  My phone bleeps as I am drying myself. It’s a text from Ashley.

  ‘Hi babe, do you m
ind if I head to the pub for a while after work with Scott’ x

  ‘Of course not I will do dinner for about eight’ xx

  ‘Any chance you can do enough dinner for Scott too?’ x

  ‘No problem’ x

  ‘Love you’ x

  He can be so sweet sometimes. Scott lives on his own since he broke up with his girlfriend a few months back. Ashley has taken him under his wing, has become a bit of a father figure to him. He perhaps doesn’t cook much for himself. I have never actually met him but Ashley has spoken about him.

  Now I don’t know what to wear I was going to put on a dress with a plunging neckline. After all I want some more of what I got last night. I pick a dress that shows a hint of cleavage but not too much. Underneath I wear my favourite black underwear. I finish off the look with stockings. The dinner is in the oven all I have to do now is wait for the boys.

  I hear the front door just after eight o’clock and proceed to dish dinner up. I have set the table for three. Dinner is a beef casserole, the potatoes and vegetables all in the same pot with the meat. To finish it off I added home-made dumplings. It smells pretty good. The kitchen door opens and in walks Ashley holding a bottle of wine followed by Scott.

  “Beth this is Scott, Scott meet Beth.”

  He walks over and shakes my hand (such a man thing!) when I look up into his face I am pleasantly surprised. He is one good looking man. Scott also has a bottle of wine in his hands. And so young! I don’t think he will have any trouble finding another girlfriend.

  “Two bottles?” I say.

  “I didn’t know if one would be enough between three of us.” Ashley replies.

  “Pour us all one then.” I tell him.

  We all sit down and get stuck straight in. Dinner is quite tasty even if I do say so myself. Scott is pretty tasty too. I feel a bit naughty for thinking that but hey will keep these thoughts to myself. The wine also slides down easily and I give us all a refill. Scott is only nineteen whereas Ashley and I are in our late thirties. We all seem to get on well though. If he finds another girlfriend maybe we can go out in a foursome.

  The evening flies by, we all have a right giggle. Then Ashley asks Scott if he wants to sleep in the spare room to save him the bother of getting a taxi home. Scott looks at me probably wondering if I mind.

  “You are more than welcome.” I say.

  “Okay then, if you are sure it isn’t a problem.”

  They both start talking about some bloke at work so I go up and make up the spare bed. While I am doing so I start to have naughty thoughts about Scott. I wonder what his body would look like naked, he looks fairly muscular. Then I remember what Ashley said about watching another man fuck me. Is this why he brought him back? Surely not, after all he has to work with this man. And why am I getting turned on by the thought of it?

  Dismissing these thoughts from my head I head back downstairs and pour myself another wine. Composing myself I walk through to the living room and join them. I sit down next to Ashley on the sofa, Scott is on the chair. I put my legs across my husbands and he strokes one of them. I know Scott is watching his hand stroke my leg. The naughty thoughts are back. I think I had better go to bed. Leaning over I give Ashley a kiss on the cheek. I stand up and say goodnight.

  For some reason I wake up which is not like me, once I am asleep I tend to sleep right through. Ashley’s arm is lying across me, I hadn’t even realised he had come to bed. I expect he didn’t want to wake me but I wish he had. My horniness is still in full throw. I decide to go downstairs and get a cold drink; something needs to cool me down! Walking through the kitchen door I let out a big yawn. There is a jug of cold water in the fridge so I pour myself a glass.

  “Could I have some as well please?”

  I nearly jump out of my skin; I never heard the door open. I turn round and there is Scott in just a pair of boxers. Unconsciously I lick my lips and I don’t think it is because I am thirsty.

  “Sorry I didn’t mean to startle you.” He says and gives me a big smile.

  “That’s okay.” I reply and grab another glass and pour him some.

  “Thanks.” He says as I hand him the glass. Our fingers touch slightly and what feels like a small electric shock shoots through my hand. I become aware of my small loosely tied robe and pull it tighter.

  “Ashley always says that his wife is hot and he wasn’t exaggerating.”

  I smile and blush and make a grab for my glass, time to get out of here. The temptation of jumping on him is too much.

  “Goodnight.” I barely whisper.

  “Goodnight and thanks for the drink.”

  He holds the door open for me and I walk through it without looking at him unable to trust myself. Now I am hotter and hornier than ever. I drop my robe and climb into bed, Ashley barely stirs. In my dreams I am ravaged by a young hot, muscular stud. I catch a glimpse of his face just before I awake and the face I see before me is Scott.

  Chapter Three

  No breakfast in bed for me today, I am the first one up. I stick on the frying pan and rustle up a full English, bacon, sausages, mushrooms, black pudding, eggs and beans. Hope the boys are hungry, I am hungry but I don’t think food will assuage my hunger. Trying to distract myself from that line of thought I go upstairs and wake Ashley up. I leave it to him to see if Scott is awake, there is no way I can go in there.

  I am sitting at the kitchen table drinking a cup of tea; I just eat a bacon sandwich. Ashley walks in and sits beside me and tucks straight in. I am just about to ask if Scott is awake when he walks in. He is so hot! And with his just got out of bed ruffled hair, wow! What is up with me? I need to get myself under control. If my thoughts get any more erotic I will orgasm sat here without being touched. I leave them both eating their breakfast and go up to my bedroom. I sit on my bed and rub my clit and orgasm within seconds.

  Heading to the bathroom I get in the shower. Wrapping a towel around me I open the bathroom door slightly and peer out like I am hiding or something. I just don’t want to encounter Scott when all I am wearing is a towel. I get to my bedroom safely and let out a sigh of relief. What am I like? Hiding away in my own house! While I am getting dressed I can’t help but smile to myself at how silly I am being. The bedroom door opens and my heart begins to race, its Ashley of course who else was I expecting?

  “Do you want anything down the shop? We are out of coffee and you know I can’t start the day without one.”

  “Can’t think of anything.” I reply. He comes over, gives me a kiss and goes. The shop is only a ten minute drive so he won’t be long I wonder if Scott went with him, he probably did. Now I am dressed I head to the bathroom to brush my teeth. Still in a world of my own I walk in and oh my! Stood there drying himself off is Scott, he is naked and I think I am staring. To be honest there is no think about it I am definitely staring; I can’t take my eyes off him.

  “Sorry.” I manage to utter.

  “No worries, I thought maybe you were going to give me a hand.” He answers with a smile as I back out and close the door.”

  He definitely has me all of a quiver and did he really just say that? It finally registers with me that his cock was hard; his big stiff cock was hard! Sitting on the edge of my bed I imagine his cock inside me, filling up my pussy. Could my pussy take a pounding by his big cock? Oh how I would love to find out. My insides are tingling as my fingers rub over my clit sliding in the wetness; here I am masturbating once more. Once again I orgasm within minutes; the image of his cock imprinted in my brain.

  While it was Ashley who made the suggestion of me fucking another man while he watched, I don’t think he would be impressed with the way I can’t stop thinking about Scott. And I still can’t help but wonder if he was thinking about this when he bought Scott home with him. Maybe Scott will go home today and I will never see him again. Now that idea makes me feel kind of sad but maybe it would be for the best. The sound of the front door closing echoes up the stairs and I hear the sound of the kettle. It’s ti
me to go downstairs and act as normal as I can.

  “Hi babe.”

  “Do you want a cuppa Beth?”

  “Yes please.” (A cuppa with a side order of cock) I think to myself, I so need to get a grip.

  “Give Scott a shout love, tell him his coffee is ready.”

  So I head to the bottom of the stairs and call up. “Scott, coffee’s ready.”

  Even calling his name makes me feel all hot and bothered and causes stirrings down there. I try to push these thoughts to the back of my mind.

  “Okay, down in a minute.”

  I go and get my cup of tea and take it through to the living room. The boys stay in the kitchen which is probably for the best. About half an hour later Scott pops his head round the door.

  “Thanks for your hospitality Beth, I’m off now.”

  I turn to face him “Bye Scott, nice to meet you.”

  At this he walks in and comes over to the sofa, he takes my hand and says. “The pleasure was all mine.” He plants a kiss on my hand and leaves. Leaves me all of a quiver that is, my body is literally quivering with desire. Thinking about Scott in a sexual way is so naughty; I am literally twice his age and not forgetting the small fact that I am married. I am acting like a horny teenager, well thinking of acting like a horny teenager. So far it hasn’t got any further than an idea in my head. An idea that was put in my head by my husband I might add. I sure want me some action.

  Ashley walks in and sits down next to me. He puts an arm around me and kisses me on the cheek. He has been more affectionate since he shared his fantasy with me.

  “Beth, remember what I asked you the other night?”

  “Yes.” I say hesitantly wondering where he is going with this.

  “Have you thought about it?”

  “I have and I think if you would like me to do it, then I could give it a go.”

  “Really!?” he says sounding surprised.

  “Yes really.” I answer him smiling.

  “What did you think of Scott?”

  “Surely you are not thinking of Scott? You have to work with him; won’t it make it a bit awkward after when you see him?”