My Wife and Our Neighbour

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It appears there are many readers that are not secure in their relationships and themselves, pity.

And those that objected quite strongly about 'cuckolding' may be very insecure in their masculinity?

I am a Voyeur and enjoy watching my wife with others.

Quite plainly it turns me on!

Both my wife Wendy and I are very secure in our relationship and our ability to distinguish between love, and physical sex.

My cock is quite small, what can I do? Except step aside for my wife. I love her, so why not.

Steve our neighbour is a good guy, at least I know he will look after her.

Many alternative endings have been suggested.

I thank you but there can only be one. It is what it is!

Also, if you have read my other stories, you will notice some variations of how Wendy and Steve first got together.

All have some element of truth. Only one is

completely true. I will leave it up to you as to which it is.

And Yes. Steve's cock is that big. Believe me, I know.

Contains sexual content.

Sucking, fucking, big cocks, hotwife, cuckolding, homosexuality!

My Wife and Our Neighbour

PART 2

Over the month that Steve stayed with us, they must have fucked almost every day.

And for those days in the shower my wife became his hand maiden working his cock for him.

I want to get involved too, but so far have not worked out how to approach them with what I know....

Continuing From here.

A week or so went by before I asked Wendy how things with Steve were going again.

I do enjoy her teasing me, we both know, that is what she is doing, even if it is not the complete truth!

She replied, with more than a little excitement.

"Well, that very next morning, after you last watched us, as I was getting him ready. "Take your bathers off, I want to look at you, yesterday was unbelievable." Steve said to me, and I did, and since then we've been showering together, naked."

She lied, she's totally making the story up to make me horny, to see what I do.

I've been listening to them each day, I know what they get up to.

But I am enjoying my story time.

"And what? Have you wanked him again?"

"Yes, you won't get mad will you, you said you wanted me to let you know."

"Go on!"

"Well that day after I washed him all over, I concentrated on his cock, it's so big and hard, I get so horny playing with it, and then when I washed myself. He wanted me to press up against him, so he can feel my soapy boobs against his body, his hard cock presses into my belly and....and I took his cock and put it between my legs, to move it out of the way.

Then he began to slowly move back and forth, it was sliding between my pussy lips, not in me but along and pushing against my clit, Oh God I wanted it inside, so did he, but I wouldn't let him, that's going too far, but we both came. My knees went weak and I had to cling to him, while his cock spurted and throbbed, and when we eventually got out I dried him off and when I towelled his cock, it was still so hard and so sensitive as soon as the towel touched his knob, he came again in my hand. Rope after rope shot all over me, I had to shower again."

She added.

I realised that what she told me was a half truth, she just left out the bit about Steve fucking her brains out, but I enjoyed it immensely and rewarded her with my cock up her.

Later again she asked. "Are you angry?"

"Angry? Why, you know this is my fantasy come true why ask that?" I replied.

"Well, there has been something I wanted to admit to, since we spoke that night, you did say that you wanted to know if anything happened!" Wendy reluctantly stated, then added. "Mmm that's nice."

I was playing with her nipples, twisting them.

"Oh, yes?" I replied only slightly interested as I presumed it would be another half truth.

"You won't get angry?" She continued.

"He's fucked you?"

"No honey, not yet."

"YET? Has he tried?"

"Not really but he wants to, I know that." She continued with her account.

"Even I know that!

I saw it in the shower. "I blurted out

"No, I told you!"

She was slowly wanking my rampant cock now.

"Tell me more." Becoming more interested now.

"Everything?"

"Everything." I replied, my heart beating excitedly.

Wendy hesitated; I could tell that something was on her mind.

I decided to make it easier for her, this could be my chance.

"Look, I know Wendy, about you and Steve!"

"I know everything!" I added.

Her face was blushing, she was worried.

"W... What do you mean?" She stuttered.

My cock forgotten about.

"I know about Steve fucking you, I've known for months!" I continued.

"But how? why haven't you said, stopped us, what...."

She was almost speechless, in shock.

"I was angry at first, not so much that you were doing it, but because you lied about it, kept it a secret from me!"

Total silence.

"Yes. Sorry I was angry myself; we've never kept secrets from each other before. Sorry, really, I always wanted to tell you, it's just..." she stopped mid sentence, tears appearing and dripping from her nose. I continued.

"I know, it's partly my fault, It was me that pushed my fantasies about you both. You even went along with them just for me. I should have known it would lead to the inevitable." I said, cradling her.

Wendy found the courage to go on.

"I just got carried away, and well... it just happened, and yes, I realise that sounds stupid. Steve wanted to stop, he felt awful about going behind your back, and I, well... there's no excuse, I really am sorry Ray." Pleading her case.

"I understand if you... if you want me to leave, but it was only sex, I don't love him or anything!" She added, her voice trailing to a whisper.

I saw my chance.

"Leave? I don't want you to leave, I love you.

No. I want you to know that this has been my fantasy come true, I've never been so fucking horny for so long before.

I've been looking for a way to tell you, to join you!"

"You want to join us? Me and Steve?"

"Yes! And I want you to tell me everything that has happened so far, everything." I blurted out.

"You really mean that? You don't hate me?" She sobbed.

"Honey, no, I love you, I'm just as much to blame, I put those ideas into your head to begin with, It was my fantasy to see you fuck a big cock, I think most husbands do, at some time.

And well, I'm certainly no match for Steve in that department, am I?"

"No!" Was her teary reply.

"You didn't need to answer that!" I added sarcastically.

"Oh, sorry."

We lay there silent for some time, just holding each other.

Then I eventually whispered.

"So, come on. Tell me.

I have to admit, I enjoyed you telling me what you did, even though it was not quite the whole thing, yes, I did get angry and jealous, but mostly horny.

Look I can't control what you both do when I'm not here but, you are my wife not his, if you remember that." I pleaded, rather convincingly.

She hugged me. "I promise honey, but does that mean we can fool around? You're ok with that?" She asked suddenly excited.

"As long as you're honest with me." I added.

"Oh honey, I promise, I feel better now that you know!" She said as she wrapped her arms around me.

"Whatever you want!"

She spoke

"Look honey, I want to put this behind us, I want to have some fun too. I want to be involved with you both. Do you mind if I suggest something?" I spoke.

"Oh honey, so do I, you can do whatever you want, I owe it to you!" She offered.

"No fucking, you don't go any further than him humping you, and I want to hear all the details, and don't tell Steve we came to an agreement, this is between you and me." I warned.

"If that's what you want honey, do you want to fuck me again, you're still so fucking hard?"

"Oh yes, remember I've got the only cock that gets to fuck you for a while."

I did and again later during the night.

For the next few days, Wendy must have left her phone somewhere away from the bathroom or bedroom as I could hear nothing interesting most of the time, so I don't know if she kept her promise to me, but on Friday night again in bed I was bursting to hear what went on, at least, her version.

"So, honey, do you want to hear what happened since we spoke last?" She asked.

"Of course, tell me." I encouraged.

"I sucked him, oh God I got so horny, sorry honey, I know you said no fucking, but you never said 'No sucking' after I soaped him up all over, I got him really hard, and I just went for it, I knelt down and played with it teasing it, licking it, and slowly, I began to kiss it, then I took as much of that big silky knob as I could, I knew he couldn't last long, so when he came I held it to my face and took the lot, then I played with myself until I had a huge orgasm." I couldn't believe what she was telling me, I know of course they have been fucking for ages but straight out admitting all this to me is so fucking horny.

"I want to watch, tomorrow!" I told her. "Leave the bathroom door open a little, I want to see what you get up to, but don't tell Steve." I spoke.

"You mean he can fuck me?"

"Ok but not straight away, do whatever you feel like, other than fucking you."

"You're sure? You won't freak out?"

"I'm sure, those stories you've been telling me have got me horny, I want to see you, wait until I come in."

Saturday morning, the three of us at breakfast as usual, Steve had already had a pee, so Wendy had already held it.

We were all in our Dressing gowns and apparently naked beneath, I sleep naked, Wendy has been lately, but I know she is today because I molested her earlier, Steve does, as it's just easier.

We all chatted about the usual stuff, the morning show on the TV, all at the table having breakfast, Steve of course had his arms in the castes, and Wendy feeding him and holding his cup of coffee for him.

After breakfast, I said I was going to get dressed and trim some bushes in the garden and left them at the table.

From the bedroom while getting dressed, I could hear some whispering, I couldn't hear what was being said, but I don't think Wendy was telling Steve about our conversation last night.

Then I went outside, near Steve's bathroom so I could hear the shower starting, when It eventually did, I rushed inside, I reached the bathroom door, it was just ajar, the sight before me had my cock stiff instantly.

Steve was already under the water, arms covered in plastic raised above his head, his big cock semi hard and rising, as my wife, naked, stepped into the shower.

Wendy immediately hugged Steve, they kissed deeply, his now rampant 10 inches pressed into her belly, her breasts pressed into his. He bent forward and sucked her nipples, as she grasped his appendage with both hands, pumping it slowly.

It was so damned sexy watching them.

Eventually Wendy took the soap and began to wash Steve, he must have the cleanest cock ever.

They spent much of the time kissing and rubbing up against each other while all soaped up.

Then it was play time, Wendy turned her attention to the ten inches of manhood poking out in her hands and knelt down to put it into her mouth.

The vision of my wife, water cascading over her, pouring off her nipples as she sucked a big cock and worked her body to pleasure him, It was so erotic, I should have thought to film it.

The vision behind the steamed-up glass making it very erotic.

My wife lavished his cock with her mouth, kissing and sucking as much as she could, while her hands explored its length and thickness, it was fair to say that she was worshiping it. I, meanwhile, had my cock in my hand, a poor comparison to what I was witnessing.

Eventually Steve got Wendy to stand and turn her back to him, she took his soapy cock and pushed it between her legs, it was that long it poked out in front where she held it tightly against her pussy, Steve began to pump his hips, his cock sliding along her pussy, I could see her folds, parted around his length, allowing his knob to massage her clit, they were indeed humping if not actually fucking.

It wasn't long before Wendy began to start breathing heavy, his cock was pleasuring her now, then just as she began to cum, Steve changed his angle and his cock sunk into her to the hilt, my wife was impaled on ten inches of rampant cock as she came, Steve kept on thrusting, my wife backed onto him to get the deepest penetration possible as she cried out while cuming, again I saw my wife being fucked big cock style, I came too, and in my orgasmic throes, I accidentally leaned on the door, Steve looked over and saw me standing in the doorway, cock in hand as I spurted my cum into the bathroom.

"You may as well join us, she's your wife."

He said without surprise.

Wendy looked up, her eyes showed her emotions, lust and excitement, but also at me entering the bathroom was fear, she was impaled on his cock and loving it, in her mind she had deceived me about letting him fuck her, I quickly undressed, she watched me, concerned at how I would react.

I entered the walk-in shower, my cock recovering at the thought of what I was about to do, Steve was slowly thrusting in and out, Wendy bent forward at the waist, holding onto the wall, her breasts heavy, wobbled erotically, as I stood in front of her, reaching under I grasped them and pulled on her nipples. I remembered how she mentioned that I was always too gentle with them.

My rigid cock stood out directly in front of her face so I placed the knob at her mouth, she knew what to do, she let go of the wall and with both arms held on to me as she took me into her hot wet mouth.

Steve and I both began to pump in and out at the same slow pace, as he slid into her, so did I, as he withdrew from her pussy, as did I from her mouth.

I used her mouth as Steve used her pussy, for our own pleasure, it was my time to show her that it was my decision as to what happens now, I wanted to show her that I still had some say in our marriage.

I was going to make her swallow all my seed, even If she choked on it.

She had deceived me for long enough, and if she was going to fuck around it was, from now on, with my full knowledge and consent.

I said to Steve.

"I've known for quite a while what you two have been getting up to, even watching when you did it in front of me."

At that point as Wendy realised that I knew how she had acted in front me, I held my cock fully into her, so she couldn't breathe, I held her by her head onto my cock, she tried to pull away, panicking as she struggled for breath, struggling, I held her tight as she fought to remove my cock.

Steve, surprised, was uncertain as what to do, as Wendy struggled, I saw his apprehension as to what my intention was, but before he took any action, I released my wife from my cock.

She coughed and spluttered sucking in air, Steve, I noticed was still inside her as she recovered. Wendy's eyes were watering as she looked up at me with what I could only describe as surrender.

Looking into her eyes, I said.

"Now we're all on the same page, we can all enjoy ourselves, openly."

As I nudged my cock against her mouth again, my veiled threat realised by them both.

From now on any fucking around would be with my consent.

Wendy took my cock back into her mouth, she submissively had accepted my terms, I was boss of her body again.

After I finished with her mouth, I left them, saying. "When you're finished, we need to talk."

Dressed, I made myself a coffee and waited, I could hear them, eventually when they did enter the kitchen, both were only wearing towels, Steve's around his waist, Wendy's towel wrapped under her arms covering her breasts as well as her pussy. Steve sat on a stool as Wendy went to get coffees for themselves.

"Sit, I'll get them, you must be exhausted." I said.

Wendy went and sat on the other stool by Steve.

Once made, I handed them over, they both seemed nervous.

"So, Steve, you like fucking my wife?" I asked.

"Been going on for some time, I take it?" I added.

He said nothing but nodded.

"Well under the circumstances it's not surprising, if it wasn't already happening before your accident, it was inevitable Wendy would want to try that cock." I went on.

"So, since I enjoyed myself this morning, I think as long as I get mine, I can go along with it."

Wendy and Steve were both staring at me, unable to believe their ears, but hoping they heard correctly.

"You mean that Wendy and I can.... and you're ok with it?" He asked.

"As long as I can be as involved as I wish, yes."

"Of coarse honey, you're my husband." She came to me and hugged me, kissed me hard.

I felt her nakedness under the towel, while I held her tightly, I loosened the towel, it fell to the floor.

I noticed Steve's towel tenting in his lap.

"Go and help Steve, he needs a hand, or two." I whispered, she glanced over and saw his towel poking out, she grinned and released me, my pants were in the same condition.

By the time she reached him his towel had indeed come loose, my wife took it from around his waist, his cock stood tall, with one hand holding his coffee for him, the other held his now rampant cock.

"Go on." Was all I said. Wendy put his coffee down and using both hands began to work his cock.

I watched as my wife seductivly worked her hands up and down Steve's rampant shaft, I had a good view of it, and I have to say I was envious of it, it was a man's cock, firstly it was big, 10 inches, proportionally it was fat Wendy could not get her fingers all the way around it, it had a slight upward banana like, curve, the visible veins pumping the blood into it, were not too prominent, it was circumcised, with a good sized mushroom head on it, and it was clean shaven, his balls too, were hairless, and his scrotum was tight holding his balls up against the base of his cock, Steve had a handsome manly cock, I had to admit.

I had become hard watching my wife excite the envied cock in front of me.

Now that I was in control, I could enjoy their activities.

But then.......

Wendy saw my condition, and motioned me to her, I eased beside her and with one hand still toying with Steve's shaft, she undid my pants, as they hit the floor, I stepped out of them, she worked my jocks down and up sprung my rigid four-and -a-half inches, less than half of the other cock she held.

She took it in her hand, her fingers easily wrapped around it and began to tug mine too.

Wendy, naked standing between Steve and I wanking us.

I was intent on watching her handle that big cock.

Then turning to me, she released my cock and cautiously took my hand, slowly easing it towards Steve, she was watching me for signs of resistance as she moved my hand towards Steve's cock.

I wanted to pull away, I am not gay in any way, and never wanted to touch another man, but I didn't resist as she guided my hand to his shaft, I let her, I looked at Steve for a sign of reluctance, only his eyebrow moved, in what I interpreted as 'Go for it' permission.

Internally, I fought fiercely, but I knew, every male secretly likes cocks, after all, we all have been playing with them from early teens, and it is no great step to admiring and envying a bigger one than we have, every man on earth wants a bigger cock.

I took hold of it, I felt its firmness, its size, its strength, its heat, it was very much alive. And in doing so, I had to admit, I too worshipped this big handsome manly cock, and I wanted to feel its strength.

And, by doing so, I lost my own power over them both, as I began to work Steve's cock, my servitude to him for allowing me to touch, and worship it, grew.