What you have to understand is that I’m involved in a poly relationship, I say that because when I first got involved in this I made it a point to read as many cuckoldry stories and information as I could. Seems to me that most couples want to somehow prove themselves to each other or open up their relationship for better sex. That’s not the way it was for us. The ‘Other man’ is just a cock, but here it’s different.
The other man is Jack. Jack’s a friend, actually he’s my best friend for as long as I can remember. He’s tall, dark, handsome, and presents himself as a rogue. He’s always been very mysterious and intriguing. Vicky always said that was what first drew her to him. Jack’s a Philosophy graduate and considers himself a nobleman, When he and my wife first hit it off he came to me and said if I had a problem with it then he would disappear from her life. Now I knew my wife was in love with Jack and she was still in love with me. I wasn’t about to hurt Vicky, so here I am sitting in a very comfortable chair watching Jack make love to my wife.
Yes there is a bit of cuckoldry involved in this little show, but it’s not vengeful or spiteful like some couples behave. Somehow believing that allowing a husband to watch the wife make love (make love isn’t the term for them, but it is for us) to another man proves how much she loves her husband and how the ‘other man’ is just a piece of meat. There’s none of that here, and me and Jack often switch places, taking turns watching the others. It’s like a bad porno but hey, she gets off on it and I can’t say I dislike it. So as you’ve probably guess it’s my turn to watch.
Vicky had been sitting on the bed waiting for a short time. She had readied herself and hadn’t told Jack that tonight was a show night. Jack was like that, you could call him an old-time romantic with a new-age twist. Jack believed – and rightfully so – that my wife loved him, and she did. That was the way of things. The shower rustled in the background as Jack’s bad singing floated through the small room. I had to stifle a laugh as he hit a particularly bad note and shut of the water. We could hear him wrapping the towel around his loins as the door began to open. Jack emerged dripping wet having barely wiped himself off. His gaze immediately fell on Vicky who smiled lightly. His gaze shifted around the room and then fell on me. He nodded slowly in quiet acceptance of my presence.
Vicky stood slowly, her night-gown giving off the full view of her body. She was a perfect, wonderful creature and sometimes it dogged me to know that I shared her. She had red hair that looked like fire, perfectly round breasts not too big and not too small, the kind that fit perfectly in the palm of your hand. Her stomach was firm and her hips soft and supple. She kept her pubic hair short and the small straight-cut tuft proved that she was a natural red-head. She seemed like an animal in the dimly lit room, her eyes sparkling at the sight of Jack, her hair flowing, and her teeth nearly glowing. “Hello, Lover,” She began, looking deep into Jack’s eyes.
Jack closed his eyes and nodded quickly, “Good eve, my Love,” Jack replied. He stepped forward slowly so that they were touching. He reached up a hand and took her chin and kissed her long deep and passionately. Slowly, he released her and allowed her to step back and breath in. That move always hit her strong, it was so full of love it always took her a moment to catch her breath. As she backed up she forgot that the bed was directly behind her and she fell backwards giving off the cutest sound of shock that you’d ever hear.
Jack took the moment in stride and dropped the loin-cloth styled towel allowing the full length of his cock to become visible. He climbed onto the bed and over my wife. He hovered over her looking down into her soft form. She smiled up at him and moaned softly, she was already wet at the thought of him entering her silky body. She breathed in deeply taking in his musk. Jack smiled at that, and climbed over her forcing his crotch into her face. Vicky licked his cock once, very quickly, and then forced her nose into that area between his legs. She breathed in deeply taking his full smell into her body. She moaned and began to lick the spot, continuing to breath in deeply. She loved the smell of him, and as she enjoyed him, he began to jack his cock up and down filling the room with the smell of his pre-cum and increasing his musk for the woman below him. She thanked him by sucking on one of his balls for a moment, but then quickly moved back to her smelling and licking of his crotch.
Her hand worked furiously around her wet cunt, as she licked and sniffed at Jack’s crotch. She was nearing climax as she pushed her fingers in and out of her wet hole. She was panting hard and moaning constantly as she worked. Her hands worked furiously, she was intoxicated. She couldn’t lick anymore, she was moaning too hard, she kept her face buried between his legs and with every pant his musk flowed into her, making it worse. She came. She forced her face up into his crotch as she screamed out in pure joy.
Jack reached down and massaged her hair, forcing her head back unto a pillow. Slowly, he lowered his cock to her. She took it greedily and began to suck him. He had been jacking off for the entire time and he was close to coming. She moved up unto him taking him as deeply as she could. She stopped abruptly, slowly, she looked up at Jack in a silent question to continue.
“I love you, keep going baby,” Jack said softly as he massaged her head – enticing her to continue. She closed her eyes and went back to sucking him gently. She could still smell his musk and it filled her lungs with pleasure. She could taste his pre-cum mixing with her saliva. She moaned softly into his cock. He was getting harder in her mouth as she continued her work. She wanted his cum so bad, she needed it inside her mouth. She heard Jack grunt, but he wasn’t there yet – she had to step up her tempo. She flicker her tongue over the head of his cock, she pulled it out of her mouth and then plunged it in again, sucking him, trying to get the cum out of her lover’s balls. She pounded him, she could feel how close he was, she kept her motions going, she moved with skill. Jack groaned sharply as his hands tightened in Vicky’s hair. It didn’t hurt her, but managed to pull her closer unto him. He unloaded half a second later, his milky cum exploding into her mouth, covering her tongue.
