Hello readers. It's good of you to give this one a chance. It's mostly a cuckold story but I feel it belongs in the Loving Wives section since it involves a husband knowingly wanting this to happen but that his fantasy also involves the idea of being unaware of some aspects. So that being said I don't care if you don't think it belongs in loving wives because it's a broad category. Ask the Admins to make a Cuck group and it will go there instead.
I write stories for husbands and wives based on their fantasies and take their ideas and keep[ them involved in the process. I'm always happy to talk with you about your ideas. If you are looking for a story let me know and we can see if we can work on that together.
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"Honey wake up!" Shelly said as she shook Matts shoulder. He was awake but he wasn't ready to admit what happened the night before. As he laid on his side, he would briefly close his eyes and see Shelly sucking Joes dick, or he would see him paint her with his cum. Matt had his hand under the sheets as he slowly rubbed his own dick over his pants while he thought about what happened. He didn't realize he was even doing it, but he came to the realization quickly as he felt himself cum. The underwear he was wearing contained his shots of cum from staining the sheets of his In-laws sheets.
Matt realized he needed to get out of the bed and clean himself up before Shelly saw him. If last night wasn't bad enough, he could only imagine what would happen if she saw that he had an orgasm in the sheets and admitted to it happening because he was once again thinking of her on her knees in front of Joe. He said good morning to her as he slid out of bed and prayed to himself that his cum stayed in his underwear and didn't drip out.
He stood and walked to the door of the bedroom and opened it while keeping his back to the bed Shelly was now sitting in watching him. "I'll be right back. I gotta pee." He told her as he walked into the bathroom and stripped off his shorts. Matt then tried to clean as much cum off his shorts before realizing he was fighting a losing battle and simply stripped off the shorts and quickly jumped in the shower.
While Matt was cleaning himself, he was stuck on what he witnessed the night before and he felt himself harden once more and was about to slide his hands down his body when the curtain to the shower slid open and Shelly stepped into the shower along with him. Her body still held evidence of Joe's use of her. Matt could see spots of dried cum on her face and parts of her body that disappeared as she pushed him under the shower. She leaned in and kissed him deeply.
Matt felt like he could taste Joe's cock on her breath, and he hardened more and pressed it against her belly. She reached down with a hand and began to slide her hand up and down his cock in the shower. "Feels like someone woke up ready to play." She said as she lifted a leg and wrapped it around Matts back then reached between them and guided his cock into her pussy. "Fill my cunt with your cum. I need to be filled up. Let me be your dirty slut please." She told him as steam filled the bathroom like a sauna.
Matt loved the idea of Shelly being a slut and allowed himself to imagine her working a corner of a dingy street. As he formed the idea in his mind he began to push in and out of her. He was worried about slipping in the shower but continued fucking her in the confined area that the shower provided and watched as she pinched her nipples and pulled on them hard while her eyes remained closed. "Oh yeah, fuck your dirty slut. Oh fuck, your cock feels so fucking good." She whispered to him for no reason other than he was near and she wasn't able to create any higher of a volume.
To gain more leverage he pushed her back against the cold tile backing of the shower wall and reached between them and placed a hand around her neck. He lightly closed his hand around her throat and leaned back slightly as she kept her leg hiked around his back and he began to fuck her harder. He was acutely aware of the slapping sound her back made as it lost contact then re-made contact with the wall behind her as he continued to fuck her.
He felt the coolness of the shower and then lost control when he thought of her bent through a window of some unknown car giving a stranger a hand job while her ass was left unexposed. Once he felt the spasms of his orgasm subsided, he reached down and unwrapped her leg from around him. He then leaned down and kissed her. Their tongues mixed together, and he savored the taste of her mouth and then looked down at her body and wondered if she got pregnant, would it be his or Joe's. With that thought still ringing in his head he opened the shower door and stepped out, leaving Shelly unfulfilled and alone.
Once he closed the shower curtain again and was drying himself off, Shelly reached between her legs with one hand and to her breast with the other and began playing with herself. Having stood on her one leg so long she felt weak and decided it would feel better to sit. She chose a position in the corner of the shower that afforded her the room to open her legs and the water from the shower seemed to hit her just right.
Matt heard Shelly moaning and pulled the curtain back slightly to peer in at her. She had her eyes closed and as he watched he felt the urge to capture this erotic sight so he retreated to the bedroom and grabbed his phone before returning and put his phone in camera mode and began taking pictures of her then thought of a better idea and began the video mode and recorded the remainder of her play session.
During the climax of her time she said, "Your cock is so big Mike. Fuck, I miss that big cock of yours. Please give it to me again." She then tensed up and exhaled as her body physically showed her relaxation. Her hands fell away from her breast and out of her cunt and she slowly opened her eyes to see Mat standing above her with phone in hand.
"What are you doing up there?" Shelly asked, staring up into his camera.
"Who? Me? I'm just a lost tourist taking in the sites of your hedonistic city." He playfully said as he stopped the video and removed himself from the bathroom. As he was getting dressed, he heard her stand with some effort and the shower cut-off shortly after that. Matt dressed and walked through the house and was bombarded with visions from the night prior when he saw the rest of the house and the couch she was defiled on.
He put the thoughts in the back of his head as he walked to the kitchen and started making a simple breakfast for himself. He stood undecided in the center of the empty kitchen for what seemed an eternity then finally decided on just having some cereal. The Cheerios he started to pour made him suddenly want something else. He left his half-filled bowl on the counter and returned to the bathroom in time to see Shelly dressing.
When he walked in, she was wearing a pair of gray shoes with a two-inch heel and a tie in the front. They were sexier than Matt felt they had a right to be. It didn't seem to Matt that she was wearing socks and as his eyes travelled up her long-toned legs, he next enjoyed the sight of the panties she was wearing.
It was a thong that had black panel sides and a pastel tie-dye design on the front and backs of the panty. As he continued taking her in with his eyes he next landed not he burgundy sports bra she wore and saw the multiple thin straps that ran along the back of the bra and met as they ascended her back before meeting in between her shoulder blades then fanning out as two straps that jumped over her shoulders and connected to the front panel of her sports bra. In her hands she was trying to turn her dress inside out.
To say it was a dress was a stretch, Matt felt. It looked more like a long shirt but as she pulled the neck over her head and pulled it down her body, he wished she would go out without it. "What is it Matt?" She asked without looking at him.
"Wanna go get some breakfast out?" He asked her. "I hear there's a good waffle place just in the next town." He continued.
"I could go for some waffles. Maybe some big thick sausage between my lips too." She told him and then finally looked at him with a playful and evil grin before she turned back to the mirror and checked the make-up she had applied before dressing. She then walked out of the bathroom and asked, "Are Andrea and Joe up yet?"
"Their door is open, and it looks empty, I think they left." He told her.
"Let me check my phone." She said as she crossed the short expanse from bathroom to bedside table where she grabbed her phone. "Yep, they went to a farmers market and left us to fend for ourselves." She said without looking up from her phone and instead he saw her typing out a reply to the message she received. "Alright, are we going?" She asked, suddenly seeming impatient.
Matt slid to the side of the door then swept his arms low and toward the direction of the front door like he was a doorman and she was the uppity tenant he loathed to have to wait on. As she passed him, he could smell how sweet and flowery she was, and he instinctively closed his eyes and inhaled deeply. Once she passed, he followed behind her and savored not only the sweet smell but also the view as she walked out the front door and to the car.
As they drove toward the Waffle place, Shelly sat in the passenger seat and looked through her phone and as Matt would glance over, he would see Social Media apps open or he would see her playing a game involving lining up gems and different tokens. While they sat quietly driving towards their destination, he heard a familiar 'Ding, Ding' and looked over as he saw her reading her text message, then he saw her face blush and visibly shake.
"Can you take some pictures of me as we drive?" She asked him as she twisted in her seat to face him, her red dress riding up and exposing the gap between her legs.
"I'm not against it but why?" He asked as he stole glances between her legs.
