We look forward to this week every month, it's the week when Vicki's favorite lover comes and stays with us for a couple of days. Where I sleep in the spare room while he enjoys my wife in our marital bed as they reconnect like two lust-crazed teenagers.
He is F.I.F.O. miner, and after three weeks of twelve-hour days, he flies into town with a lot of pent-up sexual energy, which he unleashes on my uber-sexual wife.
He will take her, ravish her and she will use him to quench her overactive libido. They are the perfect sexual match even though there is, or maybe because of, a twenty-two-year age gap between them.
I used to be just like him when I first met my gorgeous wife, that's why she chose him.
"He so reminds me of you thirty years ago hunni," she has whispered in my ear many times while in the throes of passion during our role play.
It was 5.30 p.m. when I opened the door not knowing what to expect, my cock hard in anticipation of what I would find.
It had been a long day, full of sexual tension and delicious angst.
I hear music as I walk down the hallway to the family room. There she is, her eyes closed, head thrown back, mouth slightly open. All I can see of him is the back of his head with her long deep red fingernails in his hair holding his head in place as he feasts on one of her luscious breasts. She's straddling him riding herself to pleasure.
I drop my shorts and stroke my rock-hard cock to the beautiful erotic vision before me, she opens her eyes looking deeply into mine, her lips break into a smile, and she blows me a kiss, then mouths "I love you" in my direction.
We hold each other's gaze as she starts rocking faster and faster, and I stroke faster too, in time with her. I can see it building in her, the veins in her neck thickening, the twitching of her eyes, and then as it crashes through her she screams, "Cummmming." It's continuous—the first one turns into a second in quick succession.
"Cum with me baby, fill me up," she pleads, spurring him on until her third "O" takes over.
Then she's kissing him like a wild animal, devouring his mouth with hers. He's roaring through the kisses fucking up into her, until he just holds himself up, I know he's filling her with his cum.
I move to the side of the settee and watch in awe, my cock bobbing, throbbing right on the edge. I take in the erotic spectacle of the woman I love, her hips rotating against him, working her inner walls, coaxing out every drop of his thick young cum. Her pussy is like a vice at that moment, sucking and massaging along his thick shaft. I know because she's been doing that to me for over thirty years.
They slowly come down from their high, the kissing is gentle now, she turns her head to me, "Now you, darling," she purrs.
With that, she raises herself off him with a sigh. She stands and then just bends at the waist taking his softening cock in her mouth. I step behind her, I see his cum pooling at her opening just before burying my cock in her. So wet, sticky, and hot like a furnace.
Within half a dozen strokes, I'm exploding inside her, she reaches between us and starts kneading my balls with one hand while the other one reaches behind me grabbing my butt to hold me in.
The force of my release had my legs shaking and I just about collapsed on top of her. I bend forward, my lips on her shoulder blades, and my hands reach under her grabbing her breasts, I start pinching her rock-hard pierced nipples making her groan around his cock. Her pussy tightens and starts sucking on my cock just like she was doing to him a couple of minutes earlier.
Heaven.
She releases her hold on me I stagger back and sit down on the seat behind me completely drained and light-headed. I look at the vision in front of me, her pussy so open and two loads of cum slowly start dripping out of her opening, so raw, swollen, pulsing like it has a heartbeat. She steps her legs apart, and in a little girl's voice, she says, "I need to cum once more babes, take me there just one more time, do it for me please."
I look at her face, she has this cheeky, sexy little grin, which she knows I can't resist.
She goes back to cleaning his cock as I drop to my knees behind her, spread the cheeks of her delicious butt, and attack her just fucked swollen pussy with my mouth, my tongue going in as far as it can, feasting on the juices from the three of us. I can feel her building almost immediately.
I'm swallowing my cum, his cum, it's just flowing out of her, all the while she's getting closer and closer. I reach up and gently pull at her hood piercing.
"FUCK," she screams.
She stops sucking his cock and I ready myself for the inevitable, my mouth opens wide. I've been here a million times before, and it never ceases to thrill me. Then it hits her like a tsunami squirting straight into my waiting mouth, I close my eyes and just let her saturate me with exploding juices.
I swallow as fast as I can but my whole face and neck are getting soaked. She falls forward onto him as the tremors slowly become less powerful. She sort of rolls beside him trying to refocus, she's in another world.
"Hi Jay, good to see you, man."
He reaches his hand out, I shake it.
"Great to see you too Trev."
"Great to be here, thanks for letting me stay again."
"We wouldn't have it any other way."
We both laugh as good mates do, we both look at Vicki who's just laying back with a shit-eating grin on her face, she's radiant now, with that beautiful well fucked afterglow. She reaches for me, pulls me to her, and gives me a gentle loving kiss.
"I love you so much darling but you better go change that shirt it looks like I soaked it again."
We all laugh as one.
As I leave them I hear her say "Mmm you are so delicious."
I look back and see them locked in a deep kiss.
I return five minutes later and ask from the kitchen if they want another drink, grabbing two ciders and a wine I re-join them sitting opposite them, they're naked, me still dressed. We start making idle conversation. It's just so easy, my wife and her lover leaning into each other with her hand wrapped around his cock, just like it's the most natural thing to do.
We drink, laugh, and chat away but all the while her hand is tickling and stroking the object of her lust. In no time at all I notice that he's starting to respond to the coaxing, he puts his arm around my wife, she just drops her mouth to his cock, her tongue flicking and licking the head.
I can't help but stare; the conversation stops, Vicki's eyes are on me and there is that cheeky grin again, teasing me with her eyes and him with her tongue.
His head drops back with a sigh and I watch in awe as my sexy wife starts taking him deeper in her hot mouth. I know why she loves that cock so much, he's a big boy, eight inches of thick young cock with peach-sized balls.
"So much bigger than you," she has teased me many times when we play our cuckold mind games.
I watch her lips stretch like an "O" ring around his shaft while her perfectly manicured red nails tickle his balls, she starts moaning around him as her fire starts building again.
She's in slut mode as she works him to his full length, her eyes on me the whole time, knowing exactly how she's fucking my mind. Visually and mentally taking me to that place.
She takes his cock out of her mouth and just slowly strokes it all the while looking at me "Isn't he magnificent?" she teases. Then looking up at him, she pulls him into another lingering kiss.
She knows that the passionate kissing of her lover pushes my jealous angst buttons more than anything else. I feel myself blushing and I can't help but glance down at her hand stroking his thick cock. Her wedding rings shone brightly.
She's whispering to him, then they rise, she takes him by the hand and I watch her incredible butt strut as they walk away from me, she's on heat. I hear the bedroom door close and I'm alone with my rock-hard cock.
For the next, I don't know how long, I'm in cuck space, I turn the TV on with the sound on mute because I don't want to miss every delicious moan coming from that room. I soon realize that they aren't just fucking, it sounds more personal than that. Her moans build to a crescendo, then ebb away until they build once again. Over and over, my brain is turning to mash.
I lose count of her orgasms until I finally hear his bull-like roar. Then silence, long minutes later I hear the door open and then the padding sounds of her feet on the laminate flooring.
I turn to watch her walk towards me, she is magnificent, so beautiful in her afterglow. Her face so radiant, her body glowing from the passion it had endured, her breasts full, her ringed nipples still rock hard, and her hips swaying.
She sits opposite me crossing her legs.
Smiling wickedly at me, "I love you, darling."
With that, she uncrosses her legs, placing them over the armrests, then crooks her finger at me.
"Now come here, and soothe my swollen pussy baby,"
For the next twenty minutes, I feast on her delicious pussy and offerings, all the while she's running her fingers through my hair, encouraging me to every crevice.
"Now I want you to cum for me, stroke for me," she says in that cheeky way she has.
She cups her hands together and I dutifully masturbate into them until my second load of the day explodes into her waiting hands.
"That's not much is it?" she giggles.
"You just ate Trev's third and it's so much more than this," she mocked as she rubbed her hands together until my cum was all frothy in her palms, she then took my face in both her hands and gave me a sensual loving kiss.
"I'm exhausted babes and am off to bed with my boy, sleep tight, sweet dreams my darling cuck."
Then she gave me another sensual kiss, before leaving me there all alone in the silence.
I woke in the morning to silence as I started getting ready for my day. During my breakfast, I heard her soft moans. It wasn't long before they escalated to screams of passion.
Vicki loves morning sex and from the sounds emulating from our bedroom Trev's morning wood was finding out just how much.
While last night was slow and intense, this morning was wild, hard, and raw. I could hear their bodies slapping together fast and furiously.
Words like "Fuck me.", "I love your big cock," "So...good," crashing through my ears. My cock was so hard as angst and jealousy ran through my veins.
It went on for at least twenty minutes, so erotically brutal. When it finally hit its crescendo I found myself cumming in the kitchen sink.
I was coming down from my high when I heard the shower start, I hoped that the love of my life would come to me, but all I heard was giggling, they were showering together.
I left for work feeling alone, cuck angst always hits me like this. Having cum three times in the last twelve hours my fifty-eight-year-old body was drained, my mind turmoiled in a fog. Yet I felt so alive.
The emotional rollercoaster will torment me all day.
