8 comments/ 14121 views/ 10 favorites A Cuckquean Story: Ch. 04 By: LukeWalker_HornyWidower So the next week went by both fast and incredibly slow. My anticipation for our supposed next encounter with Kendall was making it crawl by at snail's pace. Wanting and needing it to happen but having to wait was killing me. But the trepidation of the situation was making things move too fast also. As great as things went with her and Michael I was still very nervous about doing it with her. She was my daughter's former babysitter for crying out loud. So I wanted the next Monday to come as quickly as possible but also take a long time so I could sort things out in my head. My almost weekly phone call with my best friend Amanda went well too. She wanted any detail of any cuckqueaning experience. She asked right away, "Do did you meet up with Taylor again?" "No, we didn't. I am not sure where we stand with Taylor to be honest. We have not even discussed her except when fucking." I replied. "So are you guys done with the cuckqueaning thing? Or did you find someone else to play with?" "Umm, well, we went out looking but it is not easy to find someone. We had a difficult time even trying to figure out how to approach it actually." There was a slight pause on her end before she said, "That sucks, I was hoping to hear some juicy details of another sexy session. Oh well..." She really sounded disappointed. "But I didn't say we didn't have any fun did I?" I was smiling on my end and practically blushing. "Oh my god, who?" "I am embarrassed to say, Michael and I had discussed one rule and we broke it with the first girl." "Mal, who? What rule?" "We had decided not to be with someone we know. Of course that was before we went out with the intention of finding a stranger to be with but not having any real idea how to do it," I began to explain. "Wait, you broke the rule of being with someone you know? Who? Do I know her?" I timidly said, "Yes you do. Don't laugh or freak out though." "I am not going to make that promise." "Kendall" "Holy shit, Kendall? Your Kendall?" She seemed shocked. Maybe appalled, I couldn't tell. "Yes, it just kind of happened when she was over for dinner on Monday. She is 21 now so we had wine with dinner and then whiskey for after. We were all sitting on the couch and it just happened." "It just happened, really?" "Yes, there was some harmless flirting and then I guess Michael decided to just go for it. I have to admit that it was so much fun and different than with Taylor." "How so?" She seemed genuinely interested and not appalled so I was relieved which made me more comfortable to talk about it. "It was much more loving and sensual with Kendall. Instead of just watching them I touched and played with them. I caressed and kissed them. Touched and rubbed. It was awesome. And I licked lots of cum off of her. I love that part for some reason." "Did either of them touch you though?" "Not really," I said. "Ahh, so that's thing huh? You touch, play, watch, clean up but nothing in return. So not like a threesome and more like a twosome with watcher, helper. That is what turns you on so much isn't it?" "Yes, Amanda, that is it," She was dead on and she put it in a way that finally made sense to me. We discussed this and other things pertaining to the whole thing. We talked about how careful we needed to be if we are going to continue with Kendall. Most importantly because of how it might affect my daughter Courtney. Even though at almost 17 she didn't need Kendall to babysit anymore they had a very close bond. Then Amanda brought up something that had totally slipped my mind about next Monday when Kendall was supposed to come over again, "Okay, so you are planning on Kendall coming over again this Monday right?" "Yes, that is the plan. She comes over most Mondays anyways so it works out great." "But this Monday Courtney will be home too right?" "Oh, shit..." Now, obviously, I knew she was back with us next week. I had made plans with her earlier that day for next week. I made plans with her to go shopping for her upcoming birthday next week. But my thoughts about Kendall were so separate in my mind that I just kind of thought Monday would come and go without any problems. After we chatted a little while longer I got off the phone with Amanda and sat quietly and a little dejected. I kept going over how we could still make it work but I couldn't do it. My best idea was to just wait til Courtney went to bed but that wasn't practical either. The next day or so was really sad. Michael took it well but I could tell he was disappointed. He had no idea what to do either other than just wait until Courtney was at her dad's again. Which was fine but would make Monday's dinner be filled with a lot of sexual tension between the three of us. So instead of spending the weekend in anticipation of seeing Kendall's young, cute, smooth body fucking my husband I spent it talking about how much I wish we were going to be with her. I texted Kendall to let her know plans had changed. She sent a frowny face back so I knew she was disappointed as well. Michael and I also spent some time discussing things and talking about how we wanted things to go in the future. "So how far do you want to take this cuckquean thing?" he asked me at some point during our discussion. "I don't know," I said, also knowing that I would go as far as he wanted me to go. "But I do think we should have ground rules that we actually follow." "I don't disagree with that," he said. "What do you have in mind?" "Well for one, and I think this one would be obvious, I don't think we should be with anyone that is too close like family or friends." "Kendall included? Should I call her and tell her we don't want that anymore with her?" he smiled knowing I would say no. "Kendall not included." "What else? What if a woman we meet wants me alone sometime?" Michael asked. "Like what if someone in the future wants me all to herself for a night? Do you think that would be hot too? Knowing I am out and fucking someone?" "I don't know about that one Michael," I said out loud but on the inside the thought of it got my juices flowing. What is wrong with me? "Isn't the point for me to see you fucking them?" "I guess so, we can talk about that in the future. It is not like we are veterans of this thing yet. Maybe when we get more comfortable. Although if we are going to expand our cuckcake base I may have to meet women and date them a little before I introduce them to you." I had kind of been thinking the same thing and he was right, "Yeah, I figured that could happen. Where would you meet these women? It might be hot if we went to the club separately and I watched you pick them up." "That does sound hot, maybe next weekend we could do that. Should I play single or cheating husband? I would think cheating husband." I could tell he was getting turned on by talking about this. He kept adjusting his penis around to give it more room in his pants to get harder. I too was getting turned on, since we were sitting next to each other on the couch it was easy for me to push my hand down his pants and grip his hardening cock, "That makes sense honey, that way they know you are married and won't be too shocked when you bring me in to watch." "OK, what about Taylor? We haven't really talked about her much." he was rubbing my thighs as I squeezed and gripped his hard cock. "Do you want to do more with her?" "I don't know about her, I do want more with her but I am not sure. She is so hot and you were so hot fucking her but part of the fun was how it happened. How she just took control. I worry it won't be that fun again and could ruin it. What are your thoughts?" Our light petting getting more intense. "I want to fuck her again real bad but I agree. We have to do it in a way that is still that hot," his hands were removing my shirt and playing with my bare breasts. My nipples were poking straight out. I had his pants unzipped and pushed down, stroking his cock, "You want me to fuck hot chicks?" "Yes!!" I said forcefully as I stood and removed my pants before mounting his fat cock. Discussion time was over. We fucked hard and more than once while discussing how Taylor and Kendall's sexiness. Sunday came and Courtney came home. Then Monday arrived and Kendall came over for her weekly tutoring session with me. I was worried it would be weird and awkward. It was mid afternoon an hour or two before Courtney would be home from school when the doorbell rang. I opened the door to see Kendall standing there looking both cute and sexy in a light blue v-neck t-shirt that showed off her cleavage and tight sexy jean shorts. I wanted her, more importantly I wanted Michael to have her. Tonight was going to be hard. We chit chatted as we moved to the kitchen table to work. I sat down and she got real close to me. I looked up and she had that serious look people have right before they kiss you. She leaned down and kissed me on the lips. It was wonderful and soft but forceful too. Her tongue pushed passed my lips and I sucked on it as she explored the inside of my mouth. My hands wanted to reach up and fondle her but instead I gently pushed her away, "I am not sure we should do that without Michael here." "I know, I just wanted to show you what is going to be missing tonight," she was being coy and almost seemed like she was teasing me. "I was really looking forward to tonight but dinner with Court will be fun too." I was already soaking wet just sitting there. I really wanted to attack her and have her. But I knew that was not my role in this game. I also wanted to excuse myself to the bathroom to get myself off real quick. The tension was going to be amazing tonight I could already tell. I was already imagining me ravaging Michael as soon as she left and we went to bed. We sat next to each other at the table going over stuff she needed help with. Our hands would touch and linger. Legs and knees would bump each other. I felt like a young single girl flirting. And then Courtney came home and the flirting and teasing came to a stop. Courtney and Kendall talked like young women as I started dinner. I was so turned on and excited that I excused myself and went to the bathroom. As soon as I closed the door and locked it my hand was down my pants and rubbing my clit. I quickly had two fingers rubbing the inside of my pussy. I had to struggle not to moan as I made myself come. I then sat down on the stool to let my body relax before I went out and finished cooking dinner. Then Michael came home and we ate. I know I talked and chatted but I can hardly remember what about. What I do remember is sitting next to Courtney and across from Michael and Kendall. I could see the attraction between them but I doubt Court could. He would say something funny and she would laugh and put her hand on his arm. I wanted them to kiss so bad. But they didn't. They would never, not with Courtney there. As much as I wanted them to fuck and as much as I wanted to be cucked by them I wouldn't do it at the expense of my daughter. Dinner was nice but I was an absolute wreck. My pussy was dripping wet. I needed release in the worst way. The mundane conversations were boring me. I kept picturing Michael and Kendall getting it on. Dinner ended and I started cleaning as Kendall and Courtney were talking some more. Michael was doing something. Time went by pretty quickly at this point when Kendall said, "Oh shit, look at the time I missed the last bus back to my apartment." "That sucks," Courtney said, "How will you get home?" "Taxi I guess," She said as she looked over at Michael and me, "How much do you think that will cost from here?" "Don't be silly, I can just drive you home," Michael suggested. "Really?" "Yes, you are not that far so it will not be a problem. Is that okay with you Mal?" he asked me. "I don't see why not," I said, but inside I was thinking about how I needed to fuck Michael. I needed release from all the built up sexual feelings I was having. The thought of him being gone for even a short time was going to suck. I didn't even think about what they might do together. "OK, so it is settled, let me get my keys and we will leave," Michael said, oddly excited. Everyone said their goodbyes. As Kendall was walking out the door Michael came to me and kissed me and then whispered in my ear, "I am going to fuck her so hard when I get her home." I was speechless as they walked out and drove away. My mind was racing. Why hadn't I told him no. What was I thinking by saying nothing. She could have his cock in her hand right now as he was driving. I sent him a text message saying I wasn't sure about them fucking. I got no reply, but I didn't think I would since he was still driving. Her hand or mouth probably on his cock. Courtney was already in her room so I went to mine. I stripped naked. My pussy was aching and swollen. My panties were soaked. I didn't think I wanted them to fuck without me but I was also thinking about them in her bed naked and fucking. I was on my back naked with my legs open and my right hand working at pleasing my pussy. My lips were separated by my fingers going in and out. My text message notification tone went off. I jumped up to check the message it said, "You might not be sure but I sure am" Then moments later another message came through. A picture message. It showed Kendall in just her bra and panties with a big grin on her face. I was so mad and jealous. I wanted to stop them. I wanted to see them. Carrying my phone with that hot picture on I pulled my vibrator out of it's drawer and laid back down on the bed. The vibe slid easily into me. I stared at the pic of Kendall. Her panties were black and lacy, the bra was black as well. Just as I was about to orgasm another pic came through. This one was harder to tell what was going on. Then I realized it was a video not a picture. I pressed play I saw the top of Kendall's head with hands on Michael's bare thighs. She was sucking his long hard cock. I could hear the slurping sounds and Michael's low grunts each time his cock was all the way in her mouth. The video was less than a minute long. I didn't need that long to cum though. The last thing the vid showed was her standing up and leading him to the bed. Her ass and back were sexy as she walked. I watched the video several times before another message came through. First it said, "Last one." Followed by a very quick video of Kendall on her back. Her tits were bare and stunning with her nipples hard. The camera on his phone then panned down to show her naked body and his cock already inside her pushing in and out slowly. I never saw him except for his thighs and cock fucking her but I heard him say, "I love you Mallory." With her then saying, "Love you too, wish you were here but we just couldn't wait" and then she blew me a kiss as the screen went black. I exhausted myself watching the two videos over and over and fucking myself silly. I was half asleep about an hour later when Michael got home. He came straight to the bedroom where he found me legs spread naked on the bed, the vibe laying next to my pussy on the damp sheets. My labia glistening. "Are you mad?" "Yes," I said trying to sound it, "But I have never made myself cum so hard or so much." "Good news, Kendall is on the pill now so I came in her three times," he said with a stupid grin on his face. Now I was mad because I wanted to taste that cum so bad. "And I brought you a present." "Oh, what?" wondering what it could possibly be. I noticed that his hand had been behind his back the whole time holding something. Then he showed his hand and it had black lace panties in it. Her panties. "It was her idea, she said she knew how much you loved licking my cum last week. So after we fucked the second time she put these back on for you. She even wore them for awhile after." then he tossed them to me. I got very excited as they flew toward me. I knew why she did it. I knew his cum would be on them. Not all of it and it would be drying and not as good but still. Her juices would be on them too. I caught them and looked at them. I didn't care how humiliating it was I took them and held them up and admired her sexy little panties. Even from a foot away I could smell the odor of their sex. But I had to bring them closer. I brought them right up to my nose and sniffed them. I couldn't believe I was doing that. Michael was right there watching. I looked at him and his pants were off and his cock was rock hard again. The panties were still damp and I could see his sperm on them. With my eyes glued on Michael as he stroked his cock I licked them. The taste of his cum and her juice was intoxicating. After a few moments of licking and smelling them I needed more. Just like with Taylor's panties that first night I put them on. Knowing they were on Kendall earlier and while fucking Michael made me as horny as ever. My next thought was of his cock. It had been in her pussy several times not less than half an hour ago. I was thinking that it still had their juices on it. I moved forward and crawled the length of the bed to where he was standing with it toward me. I put it in my mouth. Savoring the taste. I just held it there enjoying it. Until he started to slowly pull it out and then back in again. My face getting fucked gently at first by his big cock covered in his and her juices. He reached down and fondled and groped my breasts as they hung down swinging back and forth as I sucked him faster and harder. As the intensity grew though he had to stop playing with my titties and place his hands on my head. His hips moving back and forth fucking my face harder and harder. The slurping noises were almost deafening to me. Saliva dripping from my mouth and his cock. I could feel his body tensing, he was going to blow his load soon. He grabbed my head tighter as he pushed his cock deeper into my mouth and let go. His cum quickly filled my mouth and went down my throat. Some of it even came out my mouth and down my chin. Michael slowly rocked back and forth as he relaxed and softened in my mouth. As Michael sat on the bed, I collapsed on it too and asked, "So did you have fun?" "Yes, it was incredible." I rolled over and looked up at him with my hand again finding my wetness, "Tell me all about it honey." He did. He told me how as soon as they got in the car her hands were all over his cock and how she was kissing his cheek and face. How he reached over and felt her up. The whole time he was talking I was pleasuring myself. This was another first for us. Michael telling me about him fucking another woman while I masturbated. It was really hot. I didn't even really care that he had technically cheated on me. He told me how they kissed and groped each other as soon as they got in her apartment. Then stripped down quickly. He said it was Kendall's idea to take the pic and videos. I told him how that that was the best idea ever. I made myself cum several times while he told me about fucking Kendall. When he was done with his story he was very stiff again and we watched the videos and fucked to exhaustion. Then we professed our love to each other over and over until we fell asleep naked in each others arms. Life went on calmly for several days after that. Michael and I discussed things quite a bit. Cuckqueaning was becoming a lifestyle that we both wanted to live so we needed to really figure out how we would live it. We knew we didn't want to make it overtly public. In fact I felt like too many people already knew about it but it was too late to do anything about that. Still the less people we knew that knew about it the better. Michael is a prominent local businessman and I was an instructor at our community college. A Cuckquean Story: Ch. 04 We discussed ways we could go about it. How to get women to participate. We decided it might be best to get to know several girls to become regulars as opposed to just random ones we met out. We weren't against that either though. We figured we could pick up future cuckcakes two ways. One would just be to meet a girl at the club or somewhere for a threesome and just turn it into a cuckquean scenario. The other way was to go separately like we talked about before where Michael would pick up a woman like he was cheating. Then we also talked about how to get back with Taylor. We couldn't think of a good way to make it happen that didn't ruin the first time. We also weren't sure she would want it again. We didn't come up with any solution other than to just think about it more. Mostly we wanted to make sure we were somewhat discreet about it. That being said we knew Kendall was going to be a regular thing, of which we really needed to keep my daughter unaware of. My best friend Amanda knew but she lived hours away and could keep a secret. Michael said he hadn't told anyone but I am not sure how true that is. In some ways he seemed to be getting off on surprising me. Like when he started making out with Kendall the first time and how he just decided to drive her home and fuck her the second time. So maybe he told people and would spring it on me later which angered me but more importantly turned me on. Which leads me to our next encounter a few days after our second night with Kendall. On Wednesday Michael told me he had a great idea for Friday night. He told me we would go out to the club to for sure find a new cuckcake. He said we could try the cheating thing or whatever I wanted. I was really excited. I knew Courtney was going to be spending the night at a friends so if we needed to bring someone home we could. Either way I had something to look forward to. Thursday after Courtney got out of school we went shopping. Her 17th birthday was next week while she was at her dad's so I wanted to take her out and buy stuff for her. We got our hair and nails done, which meant more now that I knew Michael and I were going out Friday. I bought her several outfits, shoes, and a purse. I even bought a new outfit for myself for the next night. That night Michael told me to be ready to go when he got home from work and we would go out and get dinner first. Make a whole night of it. I was giddy like a schoolgirl getting ready for prom. I was so excited I just hoped everything would turn out as planned. Then early Friday afternoon I got a phone call from Michael, "Honey, I am so sorry but I can't do tonight. I am going to have to work later and then I am going to need to work at home tonight. Maybe we can go out tomorrow?" "Fuck, I was so ready too," I was mad but what could I do. He rarely had to work like this so who am I to get in his way. "Well I will just order in some dinner and we can relax at home tonight." Instead of putting on my new sexy outfit with new sexy undies under it I put on a pair of boring cotton panties, some sweat pants, and a loose fitting t-shirt with no bra under. My comfy clothes. After a few hours of catching up on some of the shows on our DVR I order Chinese food and waited for Michael. When he came home we ate and he worked some. He was so busy he didn't even change out of his work suit. Around 7 o'clock he came out of his office. "I am sorry things didn't work out but I promise I will make it up to you." "That is ok, but I was really looking forward to dressing up and going out tonight. I was also very, very horny." I said with a grin, hoping he would take a hint and do me. He leaned in to kiss me just as the doorbell rang, "Who is that at this time of night?" he had a weird look on his face. Like someone who was hiding something. "Good question," I said as I started to get up. He put his hand up to stop me as he made for the door. He opened it and she was there. She was in a low cut form fitting purple dress. Her DD breasts were making the dress really pop as they almost fell out of it. "Hello, Taylor," Michael said as he let her in. As if he were expecting her. "Hi, Mike," the incredibly hot blonde woman said as she leaned in and kissed my husband right in front of me. And not one of those hello kisses friends give but a deep romantic kiss that lovers gave. I immediately felt like shit. I was wearing the junkiest outfit I owned. She on the other hand looked even better than I remember from a few weeks ago. I was stunned, how could Michael do this to me. They were still kissing. God they were hot together. Finally they stopped. She looked right at me. What would I say? What should I say? I didn't know what to do until she said, "Oh you, hello..." Just like that she had dismissed me in a humiliating way. I tried to say hello back but I couldn't. I was tongue tied. So I just nodded and waved slightly as I sat on the couch. She looked me over as she stood next to the couch holding Michael's hand. She was looking at me more now than she seemed to the whole night the last time. I couldn't take my eyes off of her either. She was stunning. I wondered how long they had this planned. She seemed disappointed as she looked at me, "I would have thought you would have worn something a tad nicer than that," she sneered. "Would you like a drink, Taylor? We have wine, whiskey, vodka?" Michael asked. He seemed giddy while trying to play it cool. She told him what she wanted and he left the room as she sat in the chair across and to the side of me. As she sat and crossed her amazing legs I caught a glimpse of the black panties she was wearing. I wondered if they were the same ones from our first encounter. "I'll have a whiskey..on the rocks" I burst out. All I wanted to do was get up and go change my clothes but the next best thing was to get drunk on hard liquor. Michael returned with two drinks in his hand. One he handed to her and the other he sipped as he sat in the chair next to her. None for me. They started chatting as if they were old friends and I wasn't there. I have no idea what they were saying to each other. All I could think about was how crappy I must have looked and how I really wanted that drink Michael didn't get me. I wondered if I should just get up and get my own. I did. The didn't even notice me getting up. When I got alone in the kitchen I paused to get my breath and my bearings. After a few deep breathes and a shot of whiskey I relaxed a bit. I even looked in the mirror and thought I looked ok. My clothes may have been boring but I didn't look half bad in them. My bra-less boobs looked good under the thin fabric of my shirt. And I felt like I looked kind of cute. I took another shot and made my drink and went back into the living room She was not in the room when I returned. I sat down and looked at Michael, "What the hell?" "I told you I was going to think of a way to bring her back into our lives." He grinned. Before I could say anything else she returned from what I assumed was the bathroom and sat on Michael's lap. They kissed some more. Her ample boobs were barely staying contained in her dress. And what a dress, it was loose enough to move around in but tight enough to look really sexy doing it. Then she said, "I am glad we all have this chance to get to know each other better. The last time we saw each other we didn't get to for some reason." I thought to myself, "Of course not bitch, you spent the night ignoring me." "So Mike, you were telling me all about your job. Please tell me more." She said in what sounded like a fake way. Then they chatted some more as if I wasn't there. I was frustrated way more than I wanted to be. I wanted our second time with her to be somewhat magical. I decided I needed to go to the bathroom too. I needed some space again, "I will be right back," I said as I walked by them. "Ok, Slut..." Taylor said. She acknowledged me. That excited me. Hearing her call me that again brought me back to that night and how horny I was. I could feel my arousal start to pick up. The way she said slut was so sultry. When I got to the bathroom I found on the sink her black panties. And yes, they were the ones from that night. My knees got weak. They were black and lacy and I could tell she had been wearing them. I picked them up and smelled them although something dropped off them as I did. Mmmm, they smelled like her. I wanted her so bad now. I looked on the ground and saw a note. Her handwriting was magnificent of course. The note said: I thought you might want to wear these again. Like now. I also brought you these thigh highs and garter. They are mine too. This will be your outfit for the night so be a good lil slut and put them on. I hadn't even noticed the stockings. But I did now. They were fishnets. I then stripped off all my clothes and peed. I savored putting her panties on. When I left the bathroom I was wearing nothing but the panties, garter, and fishnets. When I entered the living room again I could see Michael as he walked into the kitchen again. It was just me and her. And my bare nipples were as hard as rocks. I began to walk by her as she said, "Now that looks a lot better Slut." "Thank you" She looked perplex, "Thank you, what?" Really? Did she really want me to call her that? "Thank you, Bitch," I said worried I was wrong. "That is better. Mike had to answer a phone call about work," she said as she sat looking hot in our chair with me standing next to her topless in her black lace panties and stockings, "He is so handsome and I can't wait to get my cock in me again." "OK," was all I could mutter since I was nervous and excited in a way that so far in my life only Taylor was able to make me. "I am really horny and I can certainly tell that you are to," she reached up and pinched my nipple as she said that. "Now, I don't want to lose my horniness while he is gone. Especially since who knows how long it will be. So..." She then lifted up her ass a little and hiked up her dress over her hips. Since the panties she was wearing were now on me she was bare underneath. I couldn't believe what I thought was about to happen. She spread her legs open and motioned for me to move between them. She smiled, "Eat me Slut." I obeyed. How could I not. She had complete control of me. I knelt down and put my hands on either thigh and leaned my head in and started munching her labia. I licked them from the bottom up. My face deep enough already that my nose parted her lips as I licked up toward her clit. I wanted to push my whole head and body into her. My eyes were closed as I licked her up and then back down. I put my whole effort into it. I wanted to please her in the worst way. I could tell she was really wet. But that was all I could tell. Usually when I ate a woman out or when I get eaten out there is squirming or some kind of movement and sound. But right now despite my best effort there was no movement, no moaning, not even slightly. I opened my eyes and looked up at her. She was just sitting. One hand was holding up her dress and the other was holding her drink with her elbow resting on the chair's arm. If my mouth wasn't literally inside her licking and sucking her wet vagina I would have thought she was just sitting in a chair having a casual conversation with someone. Her eyes made contact with mine and she smiled pleasantly, "That's a good Slut, keep going." Her reaction just made me want to do even better. I wanted to make her squirm. I wanted to please her. I wanted to hear her moan because of me. She never did. I kept looking up at her. Mesmerized by her beauty and perplexed by her lack of emotion. I tried to reach up and touch her breasts but she pushed my hand away. I was getting the feeling I was just there to keep her occupied until Michael could really please her. I closed my eyes again and rubbed my whole face all over her wet pussy and thighs. Slowly and then faster all in an effort to get her to break and let herself go. Instead she just casually played with my hair. Just then Michael, or Mike as she was calling him for some reason, came back into the room. She gently pushed me away from her. Michael walked over between her legs. Sitting on the floor a few feet away from the lovers I had a great view. Taylor was taking off Michael's pants. His already hard cock popped out right in her face and she eagerly licked it. She gripped the base and sucked like the expert I knew she was. I could see Michael's knees quiver already. My left hand was squeezing my right boob while my right hand fondled my left boob as I slowly and slightly rubbed my pussy on the floor as I watched her deftly suck him. I was again mesmerized by this incredible seductress as she pleased my husband. It wasn't long before he was sitting in the chair and she was mounted on his smooth, slick cock. I took a chance and slid closer to them. My face now just inches away from her glorious ass going up and down. I could see his glistening cock briefly every time she slid up it. His balls were bouncing around as he thrust up and into her then down and mostly out of her. They were calling to me. I reached out and caressed them gently at first. When Taylor didn't stop me I squeezed them harder. Part of my hand touched her wetness as she bounced down on him. Now I could hear her moaning. I couldn't do it but my husband sure could. I was close to cumming and I wasn't even touching myself. I moved in and kissed his thighs. I licked them and got closer to his balls. She began to hump him slower. I took advantage and kissed his wet cock as it slid out of her pussy. I backed up quickly though as she came back down. The last thing I wanted was to get in her way. I wanted to taste my husband's cock as it was freshly wettened by her incredible pussy. When she went back up, I moved in again and licked as much of his throbbing member as I could. I loved it. I came. I hesitated. I felt her ass push against my head as if it wasn't even there. My nose was in her asshole. It smelled great of course. And then she disappeared. I opened my eyes and she was turning around. She remounted. Michael put his hands on her ass and she started humping him again. Up and down and then back up and down again. Slowly but not too slow. She motioned for me to move closer again. She touched my head. I was in love with her at that moment. She pulled me closer and put my face right where his cock was entering her, "Lick, Slut." I stuck my tongue out and it was licking his cock when she was up and licking the folds and clit of her pussy when she was down. I am so amazed at my luckiness. I can't believe she is letting me do this. I feel so good being topless and wearing her used panties again. As I lick his cock and her pussy as they fuck I looked up and realize she is still wearing her dress. He is still in his pants, they are at his ankles though, and dress shirt. As much as I love tasting their sex, I just know that they have too many clothes on. I actually pull away. Before I stand up I help Michael remove his pants from his ankles. Then I stand up. I pause and just gaze at them. I love my husband and I know he loves me but damn they looked good while getting it on. I stood there and let my hand find my pussy anew. I became lost in what I was doing and seeing. "Hey," Taylor said forcefully. "Slut!" My pussy was closing tight on my fingers as they fucked it. I was cumming again. Oblivious, obviously, enjoying the show but missing something. Taylor's pretty little lips were moving. Why? "Slut! My dress," she was upset. Oh shit, she was talking to me. "Why is my dress still on?" She was no longer moving. Michael's cock was buried deep inside her as she looked at me sternly. I wistfully stepped over and lifted her dress over her head. She was unreal, except she was. How could a woman with double D's have such perky tits? I wanted to grasp them but I didn't dare. Her face didn't look happy. Michael's hand came around her body and I could see his hands do what I wanted to. He felt up her boobs. She smiled again and started fucking him again. She repositioned herself again. This time she turned her back to me and faced Michael once more. I stood there and made myself cum again watching her magnificent ass, hips, and back as she went back to bouncing up and down. I definitely was paying better attention now. I could tell by the sounds Michael was making that he was very close. She seemed to sense it too as she pushed down deeply and let him blow his load deep inside her. She came too. After a few moments of them enjoying his cum entering her they slowly moved again. I could see his cum coming out and on his cock. I salivated hoping I would get a taste. But not sure. She got up and moved to the chair next to the chair she just fucked my husband in. She had her glorious legs spread open. Taylor's pussy was so wet. It was actually dripping. My chest was heaving uncontrollably. She ran a finger the length of her labia, getting it wet with their juices. After that she licked it as she looked me in the eye, "Mmmmm..." I licked my lips. My hand was still inside the panties I was wearing, her panties. I wanted so badly to eat all of Michael's cum out of her vagina. "You want it don't you?" she taunted. I nodded. "I shouldn't though. You rudely didn't remove my dress. Beg me...Slut" I hesitated but only momentarily. I got down on my slutty knees. I looked her in the eyes, " Please Bitch? Please I want to lick your pussy and eat Michael's cum." She shook her head, "No, no, no." She got more of his cum on her finger and licked it. "If you don't hurry it will all be gone. And I no longer think Bitch is enough. Miss Bitch from now on. Do you understand?" I nodded, "Yes, Miss Bitch." I practically whimpered. "Please let me lick his cum out of you? I want it so bad, please Miss Bitch." I had never been treated like this. "You want it?" "Yes, Miss Bitch." "That is it, just that you want it?" I thought for moment, "I need it Miss Bitch, please I have to have it." I was desperately begging and pleading. This went on for a few moments more. "Wow, you are a nasty little slut aren't you?" "Yes," still nodding. "Yes, please?" "Fuck, okay, but be quick about it." I eagerly crawled over to her. Her legs were open for me already so I placed my face into her. It was every bit as great as I thought it would be. Unlike the first time this night that I ate her out, she moaned and wiggled her hips. I creamed her panties again. When I finished her off I crawled over to Michael and cleaned off his cock. It was soft and flaccid when I started. Feeling it grow and harden as I sucked off her and his taste was a great feeling. Michael stood up with his rock hard stiff dick sticking almost straight up. He looked at Taylor and motioned for her to follow him. He headed toward our bedroom. I was admiring her body again as she followed. She had such smooth, soft-looking, pale skin. It tightly covered her sinewy body. I could make myself cum just watching her walk. Instead I started to follow. Taylor turned and shook her head. I was so disappointed. I wanted to follow so bad. But then she pointed at the floor. I was perplexed. She pointed again curled her finger in a follow us motion. Oh...I got down on my hands and knees and crawled the whole way there. They would fuck three times they to completion before falling asleep in each others arms. It was another great cuckqueaning session. I was turned on and humiliated at the same time. Each time he came I got to clean them up. I couldn't have been happier to do it. When they were done she slept where I usually sleep. I slept on the floor. I was upset at that. I knew they were cuddling and petting each other. A Cuckquean Story: Ch. 04 I fell asleep at some point only to be woken by the sounds of them slowly fucking again. It drove me crazy to hear them but before I was sent to the floor Taylor had told me I had to stay on the floor until morning no matter what. I got myself off again, this time to just the sound of them fucking. They had to hear me too. I didn't silence myself. I wanted them to hear me and invite me back up. They never did. I am pretty sure that if she let me I would fall in love with her. She was dangerous. But I no longer cared. I wanted this more and more. My worries about it not having the same vibe as the first time were unfounded. With the way she took control I would always feel powerless to her. Now I understood how much I wanted that and her. Needed it actually.