She must have cum at least three times while she rode my face full of Tim's cum. It seemed like forever, but she finally slowed her rocking and sat back close to my lap, looking straight into my eyes with a lovely, glazed look. After catching her breath and mine, she was the first to speak. She said, "I love you," and I replied with the same.

“What the hell was that?" I asked.

She stated, “I was sharing the moment with you.”

I was a bit confused and looked around. I said, “Where is Tim?”

She said, “He must have left; his clothes are no longer on the floor by your chair."

I had never thought about joining her in my fantasy, much less eating her cum filled pussy, but I'll be damned if that didn't just happen. I am not sure that's what I wanted or even if I liked it. I had a lot to think about and needed to think about all this seriously.

My wife looked at me and asked, “Are you ok?”

I replied once again, “I don't know, but before this goes any further, we need to think and talk.”

She looked at me with a concerned look and asked, "Did I go too far?”

I said, “I am not sure at this moment. I will need to think about it, and then we will talk.” She agreed, gave me a big hug and a kiss, and reminded me that she truly loved me.

My wife got up and went to shower while I put my dick back in my pants. I sat there thinking about how fast I came when she put my dick in her mouth. I was so excited in that moment that I didn't know what was going on. I felt jealousy, excitement, and fear. I told her I wanted this fantasy, but I couldn't shake the jealousy.

“What is wrong with me? Do I not want this? Do I want this? Do I want to be involved or watch?” Wow, all these questions and thoughts were running through my brain seemingly at the same time.

I still cannot believe I just ate my wife's pussy, freshly fucked by another man and full of his cum. Glancing down, I noticed I was hard again.

My wife came out from her shower, still glowing from our little adventure. She sat next to me, placed her hand on my thigh, and asked, "Are you alright?”

“I think I am,” I stated. “Watching you getting fucked is amazing and exciting. I do enjoy it, but I hate it all at the same time. I get jealous and scared that you are falling for him and ready to leave me, but I am hard and want to cum. These thoughts are so confusing. I love you and want all this, but I fear losing you. I don't know anymore.”

She said, “I love you, and I will never leave you. You are my husband and my life. This is us sharing and becoming stronger. You never have to worry about me leaving you, but I do understand your feelings. If this is ever too much, say so, and it ends right then and there.”

My wife continued to reassure me as we sat there talking things over. By the end of the conversation, we had both agreed that these were just fantasies shared between a loving, mature couple, and that if things got out of hand, we would quit it and talk to one another. I was happy that we could talk and seemed closer to each other than ever before.

My wife got up and walked to the kitchen to fix some dinner. I headed for the shower while she cooked. I knew things would be different, but I was confident that we'd do this together despite my inner turmoil. Dinner was light but good, and we settled down for the night. We both headed to bed around 9 pm; we kissed and cuddled, slowly drifting off to sleep.

The next day after work, I arrived home to find my wife in the kitchen making dinner. I kissed her and asked, “How was your day?”

She kissed me back, saying, “It was a good day.”

I asked if she had seen Tim. She said, “Yes, he was at work, and we briefly spoke.”

He said, “He left when he did because he felt that was a good moment for us to be together after what had transpired. He thought everything was hot and hoped it would happen again.” He also stated, “He understood this was all just adults living out fantasies and that you never have to worry about him trying to take me away or anything like that.”

I was a bit relieved that she had spoken to him and clarified some questions that I didn't even know I needed to clarify.

He also said, “He hopes to find a relationship like ours one day where he and his woman can be so comfortable with one another that fantasies do not have to be hidden but shared openly.”

We had a good dinner, and all was normal in our world over the next week. We talked and joked, smiled and laughed like when we were young and first together. We had sex, and everything seemed wonderful. No, everything was wonderful. I was happy, and my wife was too.

I was looking forward to having sex with my wife as I drove home about a week after our last adventure with Tim. I was getting excited thinking about the last week or so, along with everything that had happened leading up to all this sudden happiness, when I pulled up in front of the house and saw Tim's car parked in the road.

My wife hadn't said anything to me about Tim coming over. The jealousy set in as I parked the car and headed inside to find out what was going on. I was scared and nervous, yet started to get turned on as well, and I hadn't even made it to the door. “What was going on?” Was all I could think about as I entered the house.

I closed the door behind me, and my wife yelled out, "Welcome home, honey," as I approached the living room.

Like before, she was sitting on the couch, and Tim was in my chair.

“Hello,” I said as I leaned over to kiss my wife. I sat down next to her and asked, "What's going on?”

She looked at me and said, “I had a good day at work, and I asked Tim to come over to keep the good day’s vibes going.”

“Oh, that's nice,” I stated and asked what she had in mind.

She smiled and said, “I want to fuck Tim and then you.”

I smiled as that gut-wrenching feeling crept in as she asked me, "What do you think about that?"

All I could do was smile and nod, afraid I might say the wrong thing. In the back of my mind, I was thinking, "Wow, this is more often than I thought, and do I really not have anything to worry about?"

My wife rose from her spot and said that she would be right back. Tim and I looked at each other and smiled slightly, unsure what to say. Only a minute had passed when my wife reentered the room. The difference was she was now naked, nothing on at all. We both smiled and maybe even drooled a bit.

She climbed on Tim's lap and started kissing him. I could tell he was enjoying the kiss as they were both moaning lightly and starting to move a little. After what seemed like an eternity, she got up and told Tim, “Get naked,” and walked over to me. She straddled my lap and started kissing me with the same fevered pitch she had just had with Tim.

After a few moments, we broke free from our kiss, and looking over at Tim, we noticed him slowly stroking his cock. She sat beside me and grabbed my hand while looking at Tim.

She said, "Come over here and eat this pussy.” Without a second thought, he got up and walked over to my wife and knelt between her parted legs. He leaned in and slowly started licking her pussy.

She grasped my hand tighter, saying, “Damn, his tongue feels good. Honey, look at him eat my pussy. Watch him devour this married pussy. Fuck yes, Tim, eat me, lick my pussy good.”

My mind was starting to spiral when I heard my wife talk like this.

“Oh, that's it, Tim. Get your tongue in there. Yes, you're going to make cum. Right here in front of my husband, I am cumming. Fuck yes, Tim, don't stop eating that pussy.”

My head swirled as my dick swelled in my pants. My wife never let go of my hand as Tim ate her pussy. He was really getting into it as he was about to make her cum again. My wife's hips started gyrating hard against his face as she let out a guttural moan as she came one more time.

I was so hard it hurt and so jealous that I had never made her cum like that while eating her pussy. “Can he really be that much better than me?” That's all I thought as I sat there watching.

My wife, obviously happy with his oral skills, looked down at Tim and said, “Slide that cock into me now and fuck me.” Tim did as he was told and knelt up and forward and began sliding his very hard cock into my wife's waiting, drenched pussy.

Holy fuck, the view of his cock splitting my wife's pussy open was mesmerizing and hot. Once inside, he pulled back, soaked in her moisture. The sight was amazing, and I felt a gut punch hit me as I could not remember ever seeing her that wet and aroused.

Tim continued his in-and-out motions as my wife's moans grew louder and louder. I tried to move and readjust myself, but my wife held me there with her hand, and she never let go. I was watching this man claim my wife for the next twenty minutes or so. I was so hard and jealous, I think I was sweating.

The fucking seemed never to end, and then my wife screamed at the top of her lungs, "I am cumming so hard". With that, she pushed Tim's cock out of her with her pussy; she was so tight. Her scream continued, and her pussy started squirting straight into the air as I had never seen before. Gush after gush of my wife's fluids shot so high she drenched Tim's face and hair.

I looked in sheer amazement and arousal. I never saw a woman cum so hard like that in my life. If I wasn't already feeling jealous and not enough, I surely was now.

Panting and breathing heavily, my wife reached for Tim's cock with her free hand, dragging it back into her sopping wet pussy. “Fuck me more,” she said while looking at him. “I have never felt so good or cum so hard in my life,” she stated loudly and clearly.

Tim was really fucking her now, as if he wasn't already, and I felt so useless and not needed as my wife got the fucking of a lifetime all while holding my hand. I couldn't believe he hadn't cum yet, as hard as they were fucking and the way she came moments ago.

I would have already been a bubbling idiot on the floor if that were me. Oh no, it wasn't me; I was just the spectator in my own home, on my own couch, watching my wife get fucked well.

It was moments later that my fantasy mixed with hers hit a brick wall, and my life changed forever. I had to remind myself that I am the one who told her that I wanted to see her get fucked by another man. I never said anything about what happened next; later, I found out that was part of her fantasy.

She pushed Tim back, suddenly telling him to stand up. She sat up and grabbed his cock and started sucking it. She was going to town jerking him off in her mouth while she sucked him like a demon woman. She still held my hand and pulled at me until I sat up more, watching her. She pulled off his cock for a moment and said, "Watch me suck his fucking cock," and then returned to sucking him.

I was mere inches from her face as she sucked the life out of Tim. It was hot and belittling all at once.

My wife moaning around his cock was so hot yet so terrifying. Tim was moaning, and his body was jerking and twitching. My wife suddenly let go of my hand as she pulled off Tim's cock. She turned her head and tugged at his dick; he stepped forward so as not to lose his balance. In doing so, his cock slid directly into my mouth. My wife's hand grabbed the back of my head as she continued jerking him off. “That's it, baby; take his dick just like I did.”

I was shocked as his dick was now in my mouth and my wife was jerking him off. I didn't know what to do.

“He's going to cum for you, baby; that's it. Take his cock.” She kept jerking him off while holding my head in place. Moments later, Tim howled and started cumming in my mouth. Jet after jet of powerful spurts filled my mouth.

My wife yelled, “Yes, swallow his cum. That's it, honey; take it all.”

It felt like forever before he stopped cumming, and my mouth was filled to its limit. I swallowed what I could, but some fell free from my lips and dribbled down my chin.

My wife pulled me off his cock and started tongue-kissing me immediately. She reached down with her free hand now that it left Tim's cock and started undoing my pants. Once she let my dick free from its confines, she stood up to straddle me. She slid her very wet pussy over my hard cock, and my god, was she loose.

“How could she be this loose?” I thought so because Tim's cock isn't that much bigger than mine.

Wet sloshing sounds filled the room as she rode me. She stopped kissing me and threw her back. Her hands now on my shoulders and mine on her hips, she yelled, "Your fantasy and mine have come together. Did you like that cock in your mouth? “I sure did,” she moaned.

I was lost and confused and so turned on. She kept riding me, moaning, "Yes, yes, you swallowed all his cum."

Her pussy clenched down on me, and I finally felt her pussy. She was milking me; I couldn't hold back and started cumming inside her already used pussy. Torrents of cum spilled from the end of my dick as she climaxed again.

Breathing heavily, she looked down upon me and said, "Our fantasies are now one; this is just the beginning."

I didn't know what to think or say, so I just lay there looking at her smiling, beautiful face. Then it hit me like a ton of bricks. I am now a cuckold, and it's my own fault. Damn, "That's how I got here."