The bed was wet with my squirt juice but I couldn't be bothered to do anything about it except lay there, stunned, in my own filth. It was the same fantasy I'd been having lately that had brought me the orgasm that turned into a tidal wave. It was a fantasy I had found myself turning to more and more as the weeks passed. I hadn't told John what had been making me so horny but he had noticed the peak in my horniness, which was a welcome change.
John and I had been married for almost twenty years and in all that time I had never stopped loving him. It's just that sometimes our sex life became stale and boring and I started looking to outside sources to spice things up. No, I wasn't cheating on him. I was just looking at porn and reading erotic stories online, trying to get ideas.
For the most part, I was turned on by the same old things that had always turned me on but there was a new outcropping of perversion that scared me a bit. I didn't tell John about it at first, not sure what it really meant and if it was one of those things I really wanted to do, or whether it was just a fantasy I never wanted to fulfill. I had never wanted anything like it before and yet, every porn that turned me on seemed to be about a husband fucking a much younger girl in front of his wife.
I learned how to look it up easily by typing "reverse cuckold" into the search bar and I had to admit I was extra hungry as I went through the results trying to find a video I hadn't already seen. The videos turned me on, but what really got me going was a story I read online about a young girl who came over to fuck an older woman's husband. The way that young girl put the wife in her place turned me on in ways nothing else ever had. That was why there was squirt juice all over my bed, soaking into the mattress. That was why I was lying in my own ejaculate, unable to move. I had to admit it; I was into reverse cuckolding.
I decided to do something about my hunger right then and there. I had downloaded an app called Cuck Vixen that was supposed to help me find cuckcakes, which is what the young girls who fuck husbands are called. I wanted to be a cuckquean, the kind of girl who liked it when her husband fucked other girls. There was a moment where I doubted myself but as I filled out the application to join the app, my heart began to pound and my pussy began to engorge with blood once again. I was already as horny as I had been before I'd squirted all over the bed and I still had a few hours to fuck myself before John got home.
I browsed through the app, sending out all kinds of horny messages along with photos of John and his perfect cock. I begged each hot, young girl to fuck my husband in front of me and with each message I sent, I played with my pussy a bit more. I was edging myself, pulling myself close to orgasm before denying myself the finish. I was driving myself crazy, unable to stop myself from messaging more and more women. I had lost track of how many women I had messaged and I had also lost track of time.
"Ahem! Lisa!" I looked up to see John standing in the doorway to our bedroom, his work satchel still in his hand. "Hello, I'm home! What's for dinner?"
"Pussy, hopefully," I said, spreading my legs and showing him just how wet I was.
"That looks delicious. Give me a minute to get this suit off. Don't you move."
"I squirted all over the bed. It's a bit wet," I warned him.
"Wow, that only happens when you are really turned on. What has you going, honey?" John asked as he removed his clothes and neatly hung them in the closet.
I had been hiding my true perversion for a long time, although I wasn't sure quite how long. Maybe it was time to tell him. I could hear the ping from the Cuck Vixen app sounding off repeatedly. "I...I..."
"What's that noise?" John asked suspiciously. "You've been acting secretive lately. What's going on? What app is that?"
"It's called Cuck Vixen."
"Cuck. Vixen?" John looked perplexed. "You mean like cuckold?" He looked a bit scared. "Are you cheating on me, Lisa?"
"No! No, no, no, no, no! John, I'm not cheating on you. Let me show you." I opened the app and I showed him my message list. He grabbed my phone from me and began to click on my conversations. I watched as his face turned from anger and worry, to confusion and disbelief.
"Wait. Are you looking for a girl for us?" John looked up at me in disbelief.
"Yes, honey. I've been watching a lot of reverse cuckold porn lately and it's gotten me really, really horny. I wanted to find us a girl and surprise you, but you already caught me. What do you think? Will you fuck a young girl while I watch?"
"A young girl? Why a young one?"
"I want a girl that is young, hot, and sexy, all the things I am not anymore. You deserve to have a girl like that and I deserve to watch."
"Oh no. I'm not fucking another girl unless I get to fuck you too."
"I'll fuck you too while she watches so she can see what you like but I want to see you fuck her."
"Have you found a girl yet?" I could hear the hopefulness in John's voice and I could see the way his cock was stiffening.
"I don't know. Have any of those girls responded to me?" I asked. John still had my phone in his hand and he clicked a few times and smiled.
"This girl, 'Caramel Lover' says she's free right now if we are." He showed me the picture of a brunette girl with a wide smile. She was twenty-one and she had the kind of tits any man would dream touching. I grabbed the phone from John and worked my magic before I could second-guess myself. I had no idea how lucky I was to find our first girl so easily, but she agreed to come over that evening and she actually showed up at the specified time.
I was so excited when I opened the door and saw her standing there. She was much taller than me, and prettier too. Her hair and makeup looked freshly done and I thought that I would feel jealousy but that wasn't quite what I was feeling. I was feeling inadequacy like I didn't deserve to fuck my husband as much as this hot, younger woman did.
"Hi, I'm Denise. I'm here to fuck your husband for you." She gave me a little smirk and I felt my pussy twitch in response.
"I'm Lisa, come on in. He's right here." I led her to the bedroom, where I had told John to wait. He was wearing a black robe like I'd told him to. "John, I'd like you to meet Denise, also known as Caramel Lover."
"Hi, Denise. Wow, you are stunning. Even prettier than your pictures." John stood up and shook her hand. My pussy was dripping as I watched her stare him down. She looked like she was mentally undressing him and fucking him in her mind. I guess I was doing the same, but with both of them. I was imagining them both naked and fucking right in front of me without regard for my feelings. It was so twisted and I knew it but my pussy was wet and that was all that mattered.
"Fuck him," I said, not realizing I said it out loud until Denise responded.
