I absolutely hate the idea of cheating. I can't stand it, or the cheaters, especially not since my dad walked out on me and my mom to go be with his mistress when I was younger.
But when I was around Ted, I just couldn't help myself. I completely forgot I was a supposedly happily married woman with a good sex life at home.
No, with Ted, I was a deviant little slut who would do anything to get ahold of his cock. That nice, thick, eight and a half inch piece of fuck meat just turned me into a horny slut, even if I didn't see it.
It started one day when I was over at a friend’s house and accidentally walked in on him being orally pleasured by my friend. They weren't "dating" but she was definitely enjoying their friends-with-benefits status, that was for sure.
I knew I shouldn’t; I kept watching for some reason. He picked my friend up and placed on the sofa where mounted her as her face was down, and her ass stuck up in the air.
She couldn't see me. Her eyes were closed mid-orgasm, but as I watched him sliding in and out of her, I was so jealous. There was a primal part of me that wanted to push her out of the way and to take her place. I wanted to be her, feeling that monster stretch my pussy and make me cum like she was.
I wasn't one who ever thought I'd watch two people fuck, but when he locked eyes with me, they locked me in a trance, unable to pull myself away. I looked down and saw his cock, wet with her juices, as he fucked her in and out.
He kept watching me, and I watched him as they fucked.
"Are you ready baby?" I heard him ask her.
"Yes, cum inside me," she begged of him.
I watched as he held just the tip of his cock in her pussy and shot his load. He kept her bent over even after he finished pumping his seed into her. Then pulled her legs aside to see his handy work, letting me see as well.
I should have been disgusted, but instead, I was turned on to watch his cum leaking from my friend's freshly fucked pussy.
"Ready to lick my cock clean," I heard him tell her.
She started to turn around, and I took it as my cue to leave before she saw me watching her.
That night, I went home and fucked my husband, thinking about Ted the whole time. My husband wanted to fuck me missionary style and was a bit surprised when I suggested he do me doggy style instead. I had to keep reminding myself of who I was fucking, to make sure I called out the correct name.
Without seeing him, it was easier to imagine what an enormous cock would feel like, and my body liked it. Without it even being there, swore I could feel it.
My husband pulled out...
"No. Put it back in," I begged him. "Cum inside me. Please."
My husband wasn't used to that, but he did as I asked and shot his load inside of me. Luckily I was on the pill, but to feel him empty his balls inside of me, I got why my friend liked it.
My husband was in for a treat when I turned around and licked and sucked on his cock. I had never done that after we had sex.
"What's gotten into you?"
"You just did," I reminded him, not telling him why I was so turned on, as I thought about what my friend felt as she sucked on that massive cock after it fucked her.
With my eyes closed, I could imagine exactly what she would have looked like.
I needed to clean up and took a shower. Still not satisfied, I fingered my pussy. Just a finger at first, like I normally do, but I felt so empty. I knew from just getting I sometimes needed a second finger, but it still wasn't enough.
I pushed three fingers inside of me, moving them in and out. I needed more. Ted would have made my tiny fingers seem insignificant, so I added a fourth. That was more fingers in my pussy than I had ever put inside of me.
I moaned as I pushed them in. All of them past my first knuckle, then my second. As I pulled my hand back, I decided to go all in. I wiggled my thumb into place and tried pushing my entire hand in.
Oh, I felt so full. Was this what my friend felt? It felt so good. I had never known this would have felt like this, but I couldn't control myself. It hurt, but in a good way as I stretched to take all those fingers.
I bent over, starting to cum again and again. I continued to thrust in and out of my pussy with my entire hand. I wanted to shove my whole hand up in my pussy, but could only go so far. I bet if I fucked Ted I could fit my whole hand in, I told myself.
I was bent over cumming when my husband opened the shower door. He had heard moaning and wanted to check on me.
I had never played with myself in front of him, but lost in my orgasm, I couldn't stop. So he watched as I fucked myself.
"Damn girl," he said as my orgasm finally faded. "What's up with you?"
"Don't you like," I asked him.
"Yes, and I don't want it to stop, so tell me what to do."
I just smiled at him and turned off the shower. I grabbed a towel, and he grabbed me. He bent me over the counter and fucked me again, just like my friend had been fucked. Although having just shoved several fingers inside of me at once, he didn't hit quite all the right places, but he didn't seem to mind, and nor did I. I just closed my eyes and imagined Ted.
The next day, I got a text from an unknown number. Normally I ignore those, but today I didn't. I answered, and it was Ted. He wanted to grab a coffee.
That's innocent enough, I thought to myself. I'll just tell him I can't do anything with him in person, it would be more polite than over text.
We grabbed a coffee and chatted. He was flirty, but not too much. I had to admit; I liked him, and would have even if I didn't know what he was packing. Of course, I would have brushed him off if I had just met him, and didn't know what he was packing. After all, I'm a married woman.
But I didn't. And as I walked to his car with him, I wanted to tell him I had to go, and couldn't see him. But when he turned, I could see his hard on.
He noticed that I noticed it. "Want to see it?" He asked as he undid his pants. He wasn't wearing any underwear, and it popped into view.
He had parked in a corner of the parking lot where no one could see him, but boy could I. It was just me and that monster prick.
"It's OK, you can touch it. It won't bite," he goaded me on.
Like I was on autopilot, I reached out and touched it. I giggled like a schoolgirl when I felt it in my hands at that first glance. I pulled my hand back before slowly extending it.
I felt it in my hand, its weight, and size. That firm sponginess.
"I can't," I said, trying to convince myself. "I'm married," I continued.
"Tell that to your body," he replied.
He was right. My nipples were rock hard, and face was flush, and my panties were soaked... I doubt he knew that, unless he knew how all girls reacted to holding their first big cock.
I looked up, and he just smiled at me. He knew I was his for the taking.
"Do you want to follow me, or get in the car, and I can drive you back to my place?"
I got in the car, and he never put his cock away.
I slowly stroked it the entire way home, which was just a mile or so. He could have walked to the coffee place, but I doubt I would have stroked his cock the entire time... or maybe I would have.
We got to his driveway, and he pulled his pants closed by buttoning the top button. He lead me inside, and as soon as the door closed, he had opened his pants again.
I looked down at me, and I got on my knees sucking his cock right there in the entranceway.
I loved the feel of that spongy mass as it pushed past my lips. Oh, it felt so good. I couldn't wait to feel it in other places.
I didn't force it deeper, but I tried. I wanted all of that cock.
"Are you ready?" he asked me.
I just mumbled something in audible as my mouth was full of his cock.
I felt it tighten as he shot his load into my mouth. There was a lot, but I took it all, and unlike normal, I swallowed it for him, without him even having to ask.
I wanted to be a good little slut for him, something he'd want to fuck. I hoped he'd go down on me next, but even if he didn't, I wouldn't care - not as long as he was still willing to fuck my married pussy.
I stood, having finished swallowing his cum. "Come on, let’s go back to the bedroom to have some real fun...."
I turned and there stood my friend... and my husband.
His jaw was hanging.
"I told you she couldn't say no," she was telling him. "It's not your fault you're just not built like him. Almost no one is."
"How? Why? What?"
My friend chuckled at me. "The other day at the party. You were so busy watching the two of us fuck, you didn't realize your husband came up behind you and tried to get your attention. And you missed that I caught you watching us... so I bet your husband that you wouldn't be able to say no... and I was right." She was smiling knowing that she won.
"So you bet on me?" I was stunned. "So, how much did we lose?" I was afraid.
"Well, you know how your husband doesn't really like me?"
"Yeah..."
"Well, now he's going to get to know me. He's got to eat my out until I cum, and you get to watch." She turned and started leading my husband back to the bedroom. "And by getting you, I mean you have to..."
And so I watched my husband eat out my friend's pussy, something he rarely likes to do to even me, his wife.
Ted watched up, and soon his cock was nice and hard again. The fact that I was stroking it didn't hurt him at all.
When my husband finished, my friend looked at me. She saw me stroking Ted's cock. "You know, if you fuck him, I get to win again, and I want to win again with your husband... so why don't you climb up here and fuck him while we watch?"
Under any normal circumstance, I would have said no, but I looked down at that massive cock in my hand, wanting to know how it would feel.
I looked up at my husband, and he looked already defeated, and didn't even try to stop me.
So I climbed on the bed, removing my top, and undoing my pants. Ted pulled them off of me and pushed my panties to the side. He lined that monster cock up with me, and I turned and watched my husband as he watched me cheat on him right in front of his eyes...
And I as felt that cock enter me, I knew it wouldn't be the last time I'd cheat on him either.
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Tags: #cheating #bigdick #bentover #watching #exhibitionist #voyeur
But when I was around Ted, I just couldn't help myself. I completely forgot I was a supposedly happily married woman with a good sex life at home.
No, with Ted, I was a deviant little slut who would do anything to get ahold of his cock. That nice, thick, eight and a half inch piece of fuck meat just turned me into a horny slut, even if I didn't see it.
It started one day when I was over at a friend’s house and accidentally walked in on him being orally pleasured by my friend. They weren't "dating" but she was definitely enjoying their friends-with-benefits status, that was for sure.
I knew I shouldn’t; I kept watching for some reason. He picked my friend up and placed on the sofa where mounted her as her face was down, and her ass stuck up in the air.
She couldn't see me. Her eyes were closed mid-orgasm, but as I watched him sliding in and out of her, I was so jealous. There was a primal part of me that wanted to push her out of the way and to take her place. I wanted to be her, feeling that monster stretch my pussy and make me cum like she was.
I wasn't one who ever thought I'd watch two people fuck, but when he locked eyes with me, they locked me in a trance, unable to pull myself away. I looked down and saw his cock, wet with her juices, as he fucked her in and out.
He kept watching me, and I watched him as they fucked.
"Are you ready baby?" I heard him ask her.
"Yes, cum inside me," she begged of him.
I watched as he held just the tip of his cock in her pussy and shot his load. He kept her bent over even after he finished pumping his seed into her. Then pulled her legs aside to see his handy work, letting me see as well.
I should have been disgusted, but instead, I was turned on to watch his cum leaking from my friend's freshly fucked pussy.
"Ready to lick my cock clean," I heard him tell her.
She started to turn around, and I took it as my cue to leave before she saw me watching her.
That night, I went home and fucked my husband, thinking about Ted the whole time. My husband wanted to fuck me missionary style and was a bit surprised when I suggested he do me doggy style instead. I had to keep reminding myself of who I was fucking, to make sure I called out the correct name.
Without seeing him, it was easier to imagine what an enormous cock would feel like, and my body liked it. Without it even being there, swore I could feel it.
My husband pulled out...
"No. Put it back in," I begged him. "Cum inside me. Please."
My husband wasn't used to that, but he did as I asked and shot his load inside of me. Luckily I was on the pill, but to feel him empty his balls inside of me, I got why my friend liked it.
My husband was in for a treat when I turned around and licked and sucked on his cock. I had never done that after we had sex.
"What's gotten into you?"
"You just did," I reminded him, not telling him why I was so turned on, as I thought about what my friend felt as she sucked on that massive cock after it fucked her.
With my eyes closed, I could imagine exactly what she would have looked like.
I needed to clean up and took a shower. Still not satisfied, I fingered my pussy. Just a finger at first, like I normally do, but I felt so empty. I knew from just getting I sometimes needed a second finger, but it still wasn't enough.
I pushed three fingers inside of me, moving them in and out. I needed more. Ted would have made my tiny fingers seem insignificant, so I added a fourth. That was more fingers in my pussy than I had ever put inside of me.
I moaned as I pushed them in. All of them past my first knuckle, then my second. As I pulled my hand back, I decided to go all in. I wiggled my thumb into place and tried pushing my entire hand in.
Oh, I felt so full. Was this what my friend felt? It felt so good. I had never known this would have felt like this, but I couldn't control myself. It hurt, but in a good way as I stretched to take all those fingers.
I bent over, starting to cum again and again. I continued to thrust in and out of my pussy with my entire hand. I wanted to shove my whole hand up in my pussy, but could only go so far. I bet if I fucked Ted I could fit my whole hand in, I told myself.
I was bent over cumming when my husband opened the shower door. He had heard moaning and wanted to check on me.
I had never played with myself in front of him, but lost in my orgasm, I couldn't stop. So he watched as I fucked myself.
"Damn girl," he said as my orgasm finally faded. "What's up with you?"
"Don't you like," I asked him.
"Yes, and I don't want it to stop, so tell me what to do."
I just smiled at him and turned off the shower. I grabbed a towel, and he grabbed me. He bent me over the counter and fucked me again, just like my friend had been fucked. Although having just shoved several fingers inside of me at once, he didn't hit quite all the right places, but he didn't seem to mind, and nor did I. I just closed my eyes and imagined Ted.
The next day, I got a text from an unknown number. Normally I ignore those, but today I didn't. I answered, and it was Ted. He wanted to grab a coffee.
That's innocent enough, I thought to myself. I'll just tell him I can't do anything with him in person, it would be more polite than over text.
We grabbed a coffee and chatted. He was flirty, but not too much. I had to admit; I liked him, and would have even if I didn't know what he was packing. Of course, I would have brushed him off if I had just met him, and didn't know what he was packing. After all, I'm a married woman.
But I didn't. And as I walked to his car with him, I wanted to tell him I had to go, and couldn't see him. But when he turned, I could see his hard on.
He noticed that I noticed it. "Want to see it?" He asked as he undid his pants. He wasn't wearing any underwear, and it popped into view.
He had parked in a corner of the parking lot where no one could see him, but boy could I. It was just me and that monster prick.
"It's OK, you can touch it. It won't bite," he goaded me on.
Like I was on autopilot, I reached out and touched it. I giggled like a schoolgirl when I felt it in my hands at that first glance. I pulled my hand back before slowly extending it.
I felt it in my hand, its weight, and size. That firm sponginess.
"I can't," I said, trying to convince myself. "I'm married," I continued.
"Tell that to your body," he replied.
He was right. My nipples were rock hard, and face was flush, and my panties were soaked... I doubt he knew that, unless he knew how all girls reacted to holding their first big cock.
I looked up, and he just smiled at me. He knew I was his for the taking.
"Do you want to follow me, or get in the car, and I can drive you back to my place?"
I got in the car, and he never put his cock away.
I slowly stroked it the entire way home, which was just a mile or so. He could have walked to the coffee place, but I doubt I would have stroked his cock the entire time... or maybe I would have.
We got to his driveway, and he pulled his pants closed by buttoning the top button. He lead me inside, and as soon as the door closed, he had opened his pants again.
I looked down at me, and I got on my knees sucking his cock right there in the entranceway.
I loved the feel of that spongy mass as it pushed past my lips. Oh, it felt so good. I couldn't wait to feel it in other places.
I didn't force it deeper, but I tried. I wanted all of that cock.
"Are you ready?" he asked me.
I just mumbled something in audible as my mouth was full of his cock.
I felt it tighten as he shot his load into my mouth. There was a lot, but I took it all, and unlike normal, I swallowed it for him, without him even having to ask.
I wanted to be a good little slut for him, something he'd want to fuck. I hoped he'd go down on me next, but even if he didn't, I wouldn't care - not as long as he was still willing to fuck my married pussy.
I stood, having finished swallowing his cum. "Come on, let’s go back to the bedroom to have some real fun...."
I turned and there stood my friend... and my husband.
His jaw was hanging.
"I told you she couldn't say no," she was telling him. "It's not your fault you're just not built like him. Almost no one is."
"How? Why? What?"
My friend chuckled at me. "The other day at the party. You were so busy watching the two of us fuck, you didn't realize your husband came up behind you and tried to get your attention. And you missed that I caught you watching us... so I bet your husband that you wouldn't be able to say no... and I was right." She was smiling knowing that she won.
"So you bet on me?" I was stunned. "So, how much did we lose?" I was afraid.
"Well, you know how your husband doesn't really like me?"
"Yeah..."
"Well, now he's going to get to know me. He's got to eat my out until I cum, and you get to watch." She turned and started leading my husband back to the bedroom. "And by getting you, I mean you have to..."
And so I watched my husband eat out my friend's pussy, something he rarely likes to do to even me, his wife.
Ted watched up, and soon his cock was nice and hard again. The fact that I was stroking it didn't hurt him at all.
When my husband finished, my friend looked at me. She saw me stroking Ted's cock. "You know, if you fuck him, I get to win again, and I want to win again with your husband... so why don't you climb up here and fuck him while we watch?"
Under any normal circumstance, I would have said no, but I looked down at that massive cock in my hand, wanting to know how it would feel.
I looked up at my husband, and he looked already defeated, and didn't even try to stop me.
So I climbed on the bed, removing my top, and undoing my pants. Ted pulled them off of me and pushed my panties to the side. He lined that monster cock up with me, and I turned and watched my husband as he watched me cheat on him right in front of his eyes...
And I as felt that cock enter me, I knew it wouldn't be the last time I'd cheat on him either.
Please like and/or sharing the story for others to find. Thanks.
Like stories like this, try one of our collections of short stories, like Jamie's Little Black Book of Sexy Short Stories: Volume 7 (https://amzn.to/3QbWwI6), available on Amazon. Each book has 10 or more short stories in it designed to get your blood pumping in the best ways possible. All of our books are free under the Kindle Unlimited plan, or really cheap for those with just the kindle. (Kindle app is available under on your preferred app store, as well as your computer.)
Want to see everything that's available: Jamie's Erotic Book Collection (https://amzn.to/2wUExm4)
And don't forget there are a couple of awesome Kindle Vella stories there as well.
Tags: #cheating #bigdick #bentover #watching #exhibitionist #voyeur
