Final part of a three part story. About a husband's and wife's "near cuckolding" experience. If stories about cuckold thoughts and roleplay disturb you - you may want to take a pass.
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It had been nearly a week since Janet and I had discussed the possibility of hiring a male stripper to act as a prop as part of one of our future lovemaking session. Up until a few months ago, I had not really thought about how sexually intense it would be to think about my wife making out with other men. You see, once Janet had analyzed what type of things aroused me as part of her research to see what we could be doing to spice up our sex life, she had correctly concluded that I was excited to think about her in erotic sexual situations with other men. I was just too embarrassed to admit it and possessive of her to ever want to actually go through with a situation in which she would ultimately fuck another guy. This was just fine with Janet as she had no real desire to have sex with other guys and possibly ruin our marriage, but she found that she enjoyed the power of controlling our sex life by telling me stories about things she had done in the past as well as continuing to keep me guessing about what else she had in store for me.
For me, the storytelling sessions resulted in some of the best orgasms I have had in as long as I can remember. I never thought I would get so turned on by the thought of my Janet in a sexual encounter with an old boyfriend, but the images of her past sessions, some of which she slightly modified for my benefit, really had been turning me on as part of her occasional storytelling sessions.
Janet had been somewhat surprised about how in a recent session I had been willing to agree to her using props to make the stories come more alive. I had agreed with her suggestion of having a male stripper participate in a future lovemaking session - so long as it was carefully planned and that the session did not get out of hand. While she had surfaced this as part of a range of options of getting props involved in order to further spice up her storytelling - she had only thrown in the stripper as an afterthought thinking instead we would have incorporated a dildo or vibrators. Janet did realize of course that this was playing with fire and was somewhat hesitant to bring another person in if even in a controlled and limited role. Clearly before things proceeded, she would need to talk things over with me to make sure we both were on the same page as to how and to what extent a stripper be involved in a future lovemaking session.
It was the weekend and we were lying in bed on a Saturday morning - talking in bed in a completely nonromantic way about what we needed to get done on the weekend
Wanting a more "objective" discussion about bringing in a strange man to serve as a prop, Janet broached the subject, " Remember our discussion last week about bringing in a male stripper?" She hesitantly smiled at me and studied me to see how I would respond.
"I certainly do, I've been waiting to see if you would bring it up. I'm a bit nervous and at the same time very excited by the idea. I'm also not sure where we should begin."
"Well," Janet continued, "I've given this a lot of thought, before we can even look for someone to participate, you and I need to talk it through and make sure we agree on what we want to happen. I can tell you I have absolutely no interest in having sex with someone else - but I have to confess the thought of a good looking male model doing a private dance for me is interesting. I'm just not sure how far we should go in giving life to your fantasy. Would you want me to recreate the scene I told you about with Daryl where he titfucked me and came on my face?"
Even though up to a minute ago we hadn't been talking about sex, I immediately felt my cock hardening.
"I think that would be fantastic - but I wouldn't want you to actually touch his cock or kiss him. I think it would be really hot though to see you in just your panties as a naked stud jerks off on you. Perhaps you and he could pretend to be Daryl or pretend to be titfucking - but no real sex between the two of you. Just him jerking off and maybe cumming on your tits while you describe things to me."
Janet thought about this for a minute. "I think I could do that," she said, "that said, I might accidentally bump into his cock a bit if we were that close. So long as I don't physically try to jerk him off or lick it, you would be okay with that wouldn't you?"
I quickly replied, "Yeah, that would be okay. I just wouldn't want to see you getting intimate with him."
"Oh and having a strange man jerk off his cock on my tits and cum all over them is not getting intimate?" Janet said with a laugh. She then reached under the blankets and saw me absent-mindedly stroking my very erect cock. "I see you're enjoying this talk," she continued as she grabbed my cock away from me and started stroking.
"So what do you want me to do to you during all this, would you like me to give you a handjob while this other guy jerks off on me? Or would you rather me pretend to be getting into it with this other man and then finishing you up afterwards? Also, do you want me to clean off his cum off of my tits or do you want me to have you lick it off? or perhaps have me rub my cum-covered body all over yours."
When Janet mentioned the cum all over her body I immediately came, while I didn't think I really wanted to lick off another man's cum, the thought of possibly seeing it on her body and potentially feeling its warm stickiness myself was too much. I shot a wad almost 3 feet straight up in the air.
Janet immediately stopped stroking my cock and fell back laughing. "Whoa, I think I got my answer, alright I think I know what we are going to be doing - now who is going to find this guy - you or me?"
Now that I was a bit tired from cumming, I looked at her and panting a bit I said. "What would you prefer?"
Janet took charge without missing a beat. "Well, I think I would rather find the guy. I want to make sure I am at least somewhat attracted to him since I will be partially naked with him and I also would like to talk to him in advance to make sure he clearly understands our boundaries. I do not anticipate getting too caught up in things - but I want to know that in the event I do - the person I recruit is gentlemen enough not to take advantage of the situation."
Janet's last comments where a bit sobering. All through this process, I had been confident that she was in complete control. Now, for the first time, she was suggesting that she thought there was a chance she could get caught up in the play acting and perhaps want something more from another man. I had to ask, "Are you absolutely sure you will be able to go through this and not want to do something more with the male stripper? It's not worth risking our marriage if you can't."
Janet shook her head, "Of course I am sweetie, I am completely confident I can stay in control, but I do want you to have some doubts along the way, because if you have some tiny element of doubt that I may actually blow or fuck the guy that will keep you on edge and make your orgasm that much more intense." She reassured me, "You have absolutely nothing to worry about - but I do want to make sure I don't have to fight off some male stripper who thinks he can get lucky - so I definitely would prefer me screening the guy."
This reassured me a bit. "Ok, so when do we try it?"
"That," Janet said with a sinister laugh, "is for me to know and for you to find out."
That evening when we made love, nothing further was said by either of us. As we finished and were laying there together, I could tell Janet's mind was at work. After hugging for a bit, she gave me a peck on the cheek and a hug saying it was nice and that she could hardly wait to surprise me once she had lined someone up to be part of our next session. After the intimacy, we had just experienced I felt somehow ashamed that I would want to include another person - even if only a prop. However, I couldn't help but think of how hot my innocent wife would look with another man's cum smeared across her chest.
