While His
Wife Watches
(Cuckquean/Cuckold Femdom)
By Malory Chambers
Description:
Gravelly
words breathed against my neck, sending a cold shiver of desire down my arched
spine. "My wife wants to watch you cum."
Anna is
utterly humiliated when her cheating husband accuses her about being too vanilla during a loud confrontation
in a bar.
When
a handsome older man approaches her and offers her a chance to prove her husband
wrong then and there, she complies without thought. Will shy and 'too-vanilla'
Anna be able to handle being used by both him and his wife while all the
patrons watch? What happens when the dominant wife punishes Anna's cheating
husband?
~~~~~ Excerpt ~~~~~
The bartender continued
looking at us, but made no inclination that he was going to interfere.
"I'm just
saying," the man continued, "you don't seem to be interested in
fucking your lovely wife. Why don't you let me have a go?"
"The fuck is wrong
with you?!" Bill shouted.
He shrugged, as if his
proposition was completely reasonable. My felt my heartbeat quicken when he
caught my eyes.
"My husband is merely
proposing to fuck your wife for you," the woman said, her voice a
melodious tone that did not match what she was saying at all. "We could do
it right here so you can see what you've been doing wrong all these
years," she suggested, smiling with her perfect red lips.
"Are you just going to
let them at it?!" Bill demanded, glaring at the bartender.
The bartender shrugged,
"They own the bar, they can do whatever they want
in it."
Defeated and unable to find
help from the bartender, Bill turned his glare at me, "She's too fucking
vanilla to even kiss in public, much less fuck anyone."
Indignant, I huffed and
shouted, "I'll fuck whomever I please, wherever I please, you cheating
asshole!"
"Well then, it's
settled," the man said. "We can fuck on the pool table," he
continued.
The men playing pool there
quickly backed away from the table, looking confused but excited for a show.
"No way!" my
husband said petulantly, sounding like he's just been told that Santa isn't
real.
I picked up my beer and
drank every single drop of it in one breath. "Yes way," I said,
looking him dead in the eyes. I walked over to the pool table, questioning my
life choices and wondering if I was doing something horribly, horribly wrong.
Too late to back off now. I
reached under my dress and pulled my panties down as I continued walking,
dropping the lace panties on the floor uncaringly.
"Help me up, will
ya?" I asked the men by the pool table. A bigger man came over and picked
me up by the waist, easily seating me on top of the rectangular table.
Bill watched in stunned
silence as the man started walking towards me. As he walked past the group of
fraternity boys, he said, "if he tries to
interrupt, stop him."
"Alright," they
agreed, the shock wearing off and completely immersed in the show now. It seems
nobody is on my husband's side today.
I gulped, watching the man
approach me...
Keywords: Cuckold, Cuckquean, Strap-on (toys), Voyeurism,
Lesbian Strapon, pegging, exhibitionism