My name is Mallory I met Kyle when I was 18. It was love at first sight. We fucked like rabbits. We experimented with kinky stuff like threesomes, swapping, etc. Basically we partied like teenagers. Until Courtney was conceived. I was 20 the day she was born. We got married shortly after she blessed our lives. Everything then changed...
Especially Kyle. Sex barely happened when it did it was just for him. He couldn't keep a job. He blamed me and Court for all his problems. Long story short 5 years in we divorced and he disappeared. It was just my daughter and I for a few years. They were the worst years of my life, if not for Courtney I would have given up. Kyle eventually straightened out. Cleaned up, got a good job, and started sharing in the parenting duties. We even became friendly, not friends, but friendly. I was around 28 at the time and I will be honest I started slutting it up the times my daughter was with her dad.
When I was 33 I encountered Michael at a bar hanging out with a group of friends; both girls and boys. That night like many other nights I was looking for a hook up. Man or woman; didn't matter to me I loved fooling around with both. Anyway that night I was with some of my girl friends, one of whom I would probably end up in bed with if things didn't go well with other people in the bar. LOL. But when I saw him I knew he was the man for me that night. He was amazing. I could tell he was the center of attention among his friends.
It was obvious that women wanted him but that night he ended up with me. We had a whirlwind relationship and enjoyed many adventures. We were open and honest about our desires and would explore them together. It was loving and liberating, we would have threesomes and moresomes both with women and men. I am definitely bi and he is a little bit bi. (he likes fem men and will also partake in men during foursomes, etc.). But neither of us had any idea how much we would love cuckqueaning it wasn't even anything we really knew about. Although looking back I should have realized my feeling for it were strong. When we would share a woman in a threesome I realize now how much I enjoyed seeing him with her. Our first encounter with it wasn't even really our choice...at first.
Michael and I dated for about three years and then got married. Our first cuckqueaning adventure happened about a month after the wedding. We wanted to go out for the evening, some place we could dance and let loose. It wasn't our intention to find an adventure but we were always open to one. We went to a club nearby that always had a good mix of people, from younger college age to career age to more mature.
When we first got there we sat at a bar facing the crowd. I scanned the dance floor trying to see what could be seen I noticed many interesting people. I saw young women dancing in very skimpy clothing, a couple that had obviously taken dance classes together and wanted to show off, and I even saw a much older man dancing alone but having the best time of anyone there. But my eyes stopped at a very, very hot blonde. She was wearing a tight red dress that left little to the imagination. She was probably around 30 and didn't seem to be with anyone but didn't seem to be alone either I could not tell. She wasn't really dancing but she wasn't really just standing there either. Her rather large breasts were practically falling out of the top of her dress but they did it in a very classy way. I have to admit I noticed and admired her, but quickly moved on from her as my husband and I finished our drinks and decided to dance ourselves.
We did and enjoyed it. I was wearing a black party dress with black thigh high fishnet stockings and fairly high heels. I am 5'4 115 lbs with 34c breasts. I looked good and people noticed which I and my hubby like. We took a break to relieve ourselves and get more drinks. This cycle continued for a couple hours. Every once and awhile I would notice the hottie in the red dress as she was always in the periphery, just on the edge of my sight. It seemed like she was watching us but it also seemed like she was watching others.
A few times Michael and I would dance near or with other people too. There was a really cute girl there with some friends that seemed intriguing for us to flirt with. She seemed into it and i was getting a little excited at the prospect of having her come home with us. She would dance and grind with me and then she would dance and grind with Michael. This fun ended abruptly because one of her friends got sick and they all left to take care of her. After she left my husband and I made out quite intensely in the hallway near the bathroom. At one point I swear I saw the hot blonde nearby but I wasn't sure...after another drink or two we headed back to the dance floor, it was really crowded by this time...little did I know how quickly our lives were about to change.
We danced a few feet from each other. All of a sudden from out of the darkness surrounding the dance floor she appeared next to Michael. She didn't seem to be intruding she was just dancing next to us but mostly next to him. I got intrigued since she was by far the best looking girl in the place, a threesome with her would be to die for.
However she didn't seem to care that I was there. She was clearly there for Michael. She would get inappropriately close to him but then the next instant she would be a foot or two away facing the other way. Something seemed kind of off about it so I decided to stake my claim for my husband. I got right between them during a time she was facing the other way. I had my arms around him and was moving seductively. I made eye contact with her and she just slyly smiled at me. It sent chills down my back but at the same time I was very turned on by the look. As I danced close to Michael I could tell that he was becoming aroused himself. I was facing Michael and grinding and dancing with him hoping the girl in the red dress got the hint.
She didn't. As I was dancing close to Michael I could feel the presence of a body on the other side of him. And then her arms were around his waist and her hand was grabbing his crotch as she turned him around toward her. I could not have been more pissed off. I was so angry I could barely see straight so I stepped back and was going to walk around and tell the bitch off. Before I could though I looked at them together, she in her sexy as hell red dress grinding her ass into his crotch. They looked hot together, I could almost see them naked with his cock pounding her pussy as she bent over in front of him. I was mad but at the same time I was getting excited and wet.
To be honest I had to pause and get my bearings straight. I was getting dizzy. I have never been madder at a person than I was at the bitch in the red dress but at the same time they looked so damn good together. Like I said we were really open sexually so a threesome with this girl was not out of the question but she seemed to have no interest in me. That is not entirely true she seemed to enjoy humiliating me. After admiring them for a moment or two my anger came out again and I said to her, "Hey, he is with me."
"So?" is all the bitch said. She looked up at my husband and whispered something in his ear that I could not hear. He smiled and looked sheepishly at me but only for a second as the blonde bitch took him by the hand and headed off the dance floor. As they passed me she quietly asked, "Are you coming or not?"
I reluctantly followed. When we got outside we went to her car where she gave me her keys and told me where to drive to while her and Michael got in the back seat. I reluctantly and excitedly started to drive. I adjust the mirror and could see that they were already kissing and groping each other. He had one hand on her thigh squeezing while his other hand was rubbing her tits. She was undoing his pants to release his immensely hard cock. My mind was racing and my pussy was quaking. I was having a hard time paying attention to the road as I kept glancing at the rear view mirror. I shouldn't be driving my husband and his new lover to her house to fuck. "Why?" is all that kept going through my mind. But I can also tell that my lace boy-shorts were soaked.
His bulbous cock was practically shimmering in the dim light from the passing street lights. Her hand was stroking up and down the length of his 9 thick inches. They were kissing passionately and then she pulled away and she leaned down and put almost his whole cock in her mouth. "Nooooo...!!" I may have yelled or it may have been a moan as I might have cum at the sight of her mouth sucking his cock.
His back was as stiff as his cock as he sat back with his head back as she expertly sucked his manhood. I could tell he was close already and luckily so were we. As I pulled into her driveway he blew his rather large load into her mouth. She took as much as she could and let some drip out and onto his cock and balls. I parked the car his body shaking with ecstasy. She opened her door and said to me, "He is going to need your help cleaning up slut."
Not knowing what to say or do at that statement, I opened my door and walked around to her side of the car as she got out. I leaned into the car putting my hands on the seat with my ass up and my ass slightly exposed due to my dress hiking up. With the hot blonde bitch behind me I started licking up his cum. His cock was still pretty hard. I eagerly licked up and down his shaft gathering up any and all of his cum...mmmm I love the taste of his cum... I tried to do the best job I could hoping to out do her but while I was cleaning him up I felt a hard slap on my almost exposed ass. I came again instantly. She then pulled me out by the hips and grabbed his hand and got him and walked into her house.
Once in the house she offered him a drink and he accepted, I got nothing. Her living room area is connected to a kitchen where she went to make the drinks. She said to make ourselves comfortable, well she told Michael to make himself comfortable. I looked at Michael and mouthed, "What is going on here?" He shrugged and sat on the sectional couch as I reluctantly sat on a rather large sized chair opposite him.
When she got back with their drinks he looked at her and said, "Thank you Taylor." So her name is Taylor seems fitting for some reason. My anger was again starting to boil over and yet my eyes could not take themselves off her incredible body. Her legs were long and shapely, her ass was tight and popped out of her tight fitting dress, her hips were wide and sexy, and her large breasts were falling out of the v of the neckline. I wanted to kill her...I also wanted her so bad my body was aching.
