Pt. 02: Joe discovers the whereabouts of his wife, Kristy
Please note that this story contains subject matter related to cuckoldry, cheating wives, wife watching, voyeurism and group sex. If this subject matter offends you, then you have been fairly warned.
Finally, all characters in this story are of legal age and beyond.
Chapter One - Damning Evidence
I had just asked Bri about Derrick's whereabouts and she decided to prove to me where Kristi was located instead. What does Kristi have to do with Derrick?
Bri kept the camera phone viewpoint on herself while walking through the house. Her eyes were bright, her lips slightly parted, and her face was tinged pink from excitement. She had obviously been enjoying our play and would've likely continued if I had not kept asking questions.
I could tell by the scenery she passed, that she was headed down the main hallway that led to the bedrooms. As she approached the end of the hallway, I heard other background sounds coming through the phone speaker. I couldn't decipher them at first, but soon they grew louder. I was clearly hearing moans, gasps and other sex-related noises.
I was excited beyond measure and still not putting two and two together properly. Time seemed to slow as the anticipation grew exponentially. What seemed like an hour later, I saw the scenery over Bri's shoulder transition into the master bedroom.
My cock twitched in anticipation. My imagination had grasped onto the image of my Kristi, naked and waiting on the bed, for Bri and me. The sexual background noise was explained away by porn playing on the TV.
Oh fuck, I thought. One, or both, of my favorite fantasies were about to come true. Even being remote, I could live with that. It was a good start.
Looking back now, I realize that I should've seen it coming. The clues were all there and I chose not to see them. My mind just wasn't able to comprehend what I would soon be seeing.
Bri, still a little flushed and sexy as hell, smiled and said, "Are you ready to see my proof, Joe?"
Still ignorant, I answered eagerly, "Yes! Show me!"
It was one of those moments where your world shifts drastically on its axis. Figuratively, it was an extinction event. My world would never be the same.
When the view point changed, I was initially confused, because it didn't align with any of my expectations. My brain was ready to see one thing, but couldn't quickly process what was actually shown to it.
I did see Kristi on the bed and she was naked. In fact, she was on her knees and bent at the waist, giving me a perfect profile shot of her trim body. Her pale, freckled skin was blushed with excitement. Her small, perky breasts were heaving as she worked vigorously.
That is where the expectations ended. Abruptly.
There, lying on the bed and leaning against the headboard was Derrick. I noticed that his current pose nearly mirrored mine here at the hotel. The big difference, literally, was that my wife, Kristi, was between his legs and not mine. Also, she seemed to be determined to stuff his truly impressive cock into her petite mouth.
Yes, it was as big, or bigger, then reported.
His posture appeared to be semi-relaxed. He was obviously enjoying the ministrations, but not fighting off an orgasm.
Through my fog, I was impressed at his apparent stamina, because Kristi seemed to be giving his cock a very good workout.
I was speechless to the point that I could only stare, dumbfounded. A bright sparkling light caught my attention and I saw how her wedding ring set glittered in the light as she stroked his shaft with both hands.
She then removed her mouth from it, and began to alternate between noisily licking the shaft and pushing it as far into her throat as she could. In each repetition, she would push down until she gagged and then pull back off of him.
I guess my silence prompted a statement from Bri, who remained off camera. In a matter of fact tone, she stated, "I told you she wasn't with me."
Well, she wasn't a liar, but I still couldn't speak. My entire being was going through some kind of dramatic shift. I was crushed, angry and jealous. Concurrently, I was excited and turned on like never before. The various emotions were fighting for control of my mind and body.
Strangely enough, I had time to be completely envious of Derrick's cock. Believe me, I had never known envy like this before.
I had been in my share of locker rooms and gym showers. I have seen what other men carry around. Not with obvious stares and comparisons, but rather, just brief observations. Guys can't help but compare, because we like to know. I knew from those experiences that my cock, at least in the flaccid state, is above average length and girth. It is not huge by any means, but when hard, it's a good seven to seven and half inches long, and respectably thick.
Nonetheless, Derrick's was truly huge. It had to be at least eleven inches in length and so thick that the fingers on one of Kristi's tiny hands couldn't wrap all the way around it. Nevertheless, she did an admirable job of jacking him up and down two-handed to make up for that lack of grip.
All these images, thoughts and realizations fired off in my synapses in scant seconds. It seemed that I had been staring at this scene for much longer, so burned was it in my mind for now, and forever.
Finally, the winning part of my conflicting emotions won out and made its move, which furthermore surprised me.
You see, sometime during Bri's walk to the room, I had removed my hand from my cock so as not to over-stimulate myself for whatever I was about to see.
A lot of good that did me.
As the time-stretch snapped suddenly back to the present; untouched and without warning, a pulse surged through my cock. The result was that it began spurting rope after pungent rope of sperm all over me. Lamentably, I couldn't hold back the ecstatic groan that escaped my lips as I, literally, showered in my own jizz.
Worse yet, a millisecond before it occurred, Bri had turned the phone back around and our eyes met. She clearly saw my face transition to agonized ecstasy, followed by the first two squirts easily landing on my mouth.
An electricity was shared between us as I felt the hot, thick goo land on my chin and begin to drip and dangle before cascading to my chest. Which was, consequently, where the remaining spurts were currently splattering. Uncontrollably, my body remained rigid and continued to shudder for long moments before any of my senses would respond to me again.
Bri moaned, audibly, as she witnessed this very private and personal act. I was undone. The evidence was clear all over my face and chest. I had just had the largest orgasm of my life at the sight of my wife sucking another man's very impressive slab of meat. All, without touching myself.
Dumbly, I remained frozen. It never occurred to me to drop or move the phone.
Chapter Two - Hubby Exposed
Her eyes sparkled as she took in the scene displayed on the phone in her hand. Much more quickly than me, she recovered.
With a genuine laugh, she exclaimed, "Hey Derrick, Joe is here with us and just busted a nut watching Kristi suck your big fucking dick!"
As she spoke, she moved closer to them before continuing. "Oh my god, how much cum is that, Joe?! Look guys, it's all over his face even."
The viewpoint at my home changed, and I saw her flash the camera very close to first Derrick's and then Kristi's faces.
Derrick laughed and said, "Hey man! Glad you're enjoying the show!"
When Kristi's face appeared on the camera, her mouth was covering only his knob. Her cheeks were sunken in as she was sucking hard on this very sensitive part of the male anatomy. Our eyes met, and in hers I saw a conflicting image of guilt and excitement. On my face, I'm sure she saw embarrassment and sperm.
She stopped sucking Derrick's penis, but continued the two-fisted stroke, and addressed me for the first time. "Hi babe. I'm so sorry, but his cock is so fucking big and delicious. He caught me looking while we all danced. I was embarrassed at first, but he just smiled. Before I knew it, I had turned around and was grinding my ass against it while Bri sandwiched me into him. After feeling it press so hard against me, I just had to see it in person. Well... now, I can't resist it."
Still dumb, I couldn't interrupt as words continued to gush out of her mouth. It was as if she had a lot to say and couldn't pause for an answer. Seemingly, she felt that she had a very important task to complete.
With a placating tone, she carried on, "Did you like seeing Bri naked? She's fucking hot, right? She also admitted that she's hot for you and I told her to go for it. I told her to bring you back here to see us when she thought this might turn you on."
Her plumped lips then formed into an impish smile and finished with, "It looks like it does, and I'm so glad you're enjoying this as much as me."
For my part, I was still speechless. With the look of lust back on my wife's face and her accompanying words, I was unable to find any words of my own.
She took this as acquiescence and began slurping happily on his knob again. She continued to stare at me on the phone screen and even gave me a sexy wink before breaking eye-contact to push her head back down his shaft.
Again, I had time to notice more details about Derrick's cock. Besides being very thick, it was covered with long pronounced veins that stood out like edges on rebar. Most likely, those veins would feel like rock hard ridges as my wife's mouth tightened around it and sucked for all she was worth.
Of course, I had never said a word. Instead, I noticed that I had the taste of cum in my mouth. Apparently, sometime during the one-sided exchange with Kristi, I had licked my lips and began to savor my own ejaculate. All unconsciously.
Chapter Three - Not the Fantasy I Had Imagined. But...
Bri was back on the screen and saying something, but I had missed it, being so lost in the depths of my own depravity.
Finally, I managed to stammer, "Wh... what?"
