I sat back on the bed and looked on as my husband Jack thrust his thick cock into the tight hole of the young twink. His back was covered in sweat and his ass looked hard as rock as he continued pounding him. They were making out passionately, their bodies moving in rhythm together.
I realised they had completely forgotten about me, so focused on each other, and I felt scared for the first time. Had we gone too far? Would Jack still want me?
But as much as these thoughts ran through my head, I couldn’t deny seeing my husband fucking this hot young guy made my cock the hardest it had ever been.
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I’m Ben and my husband is Jack. We are both in our thirties. We have been together ten years, married for four. I work as an Executive Assistant for a finance company; and Jack works as a Managing Director at a construction company.
Jack is six feet, works out regularly, with dark hair and a handsome face. He’s top with a nine-and-a-half-inch cock but has a great ass too. I have got used to seeing my husband getting checked out everywhere we go.
I’m a few years younger, five foot eight, with light brown hair. I’m handsome but in a more baby-faced way. I also work out, but much prefer running so have a leaner, more toned body. I’m the bottom with a seven-inch cock.
I had a few short relationships before Jack, all of them not great guys, to put it nicely. Jack had one relationship before me. It was reasonably serious but then the guy cheated, which hurt Jack deeply at the time.
A friend of mine met Jack at a party and decided to set us up on a date. Neither of us were really looking for anything when we were set up, but my friend was insistent. I am so glad they were.
We met at a bar in the city on a busy Friday night. When Jack walked in I genuinely gasped. This man was gorgeous. And then it turned out he was funny, self-deprecating, a little shy in a super adorable way, but also very intelligent and with perfect manners. Safe to say I was in love. But I also figured I wouldn’t see him again, no way I could get that lucky. We had a great first date, left with a hug, and I couldn’t imagine this perfect man would in any way be interested in me.
But the next day I got a text. Jack asked if I wanted to meet up again. And the rest is history. Really good, and really hot history.
Now ten years later we are married and living in a large apartment in a trendy part of the city. We had a great life together. And we had a good sex life, but we’ve been so busy recently that it’s happening less and becoming a bit predictable.
Also, Jack has a huge cock, nine and a half inches of thick meat. Which is amazing, and I love it but it’s not something you want in you every night.
Well, at least not me, some boys do as we have discovered.
Although Jack does get checked out everywhere we go I never get jealous, because Jack is so loyal. He writes me cute little notes when he goes away for work, and he texts and calls during the day to check in. And he’s always been into a monogamous relationship, so have I.
But the first time I found myself getting jealous, something weird happened.
My work was having a summer party, they rented a bar in town that had a big terrace and all the employees, and their significant others, were invited. Lots of booze and food was laid out, it was a relaxed vibe. As an Executive Assistant I was tasked with making sure it all ran smoothly. Jack had agreed to come, but I spent most the afternoon running off to chase the caterers and check my boss was happy. Jack can charm any room, so he was happy socialising with all my colleagues.
When I came back later into the party after dealing with taxis for some of the more drunk people, I couldn’t find Jack.
It took a while but eventually I found him alone in the corner with Henry, one of the new receptionists. Henry was twenty-two, blonde and very pretty. Every Monday I would hear him telling the other receptionists about all the hot guys he got fucked by that weekend. Jack and Henry were laughing at something and Henry kept touching Jacks arm.
I had no doubt Henry wanted Jack to fuck his brains out, I also knew Jack was just being nice and I didn’t have to worry. But as I felt the jealousy rise, I also felt my dick getting hard. Seeing my hot husband chatting to this cute twink who clearly wanted him made me get hard.
I stood for a minute just watching them. I started imagining Jack just leaning in and kissing Henry, seeing them make out with each other. Jack squeezing Henry’s cute bubble but and Henry rubbing his cock.
I was pulled from my horny thought by Jack as he saw me and waved me over.
“Hey babe, how’s it going? You must be tired you’ve been running around all day.”
“It’s fine, got the first drunk people into taxis. Boss is happy with how’s it’s gone so think I can finally relax. I see you’ve met Henry.” I said as I looked at Henry.
Henry was still eye fucking him.
“Where have you been hiding this one Ben? I think you should bring him to work more often! You are very lucky.” Henry was looking at Jack the whole time he said this.
Jack puts his arm around my waist and pulls me close.
“It is definitely me who is the lucky one.”
Then he gives me a kiss on the head. My amazing guy.
We made our excuses and said goodbye to everyone then headed out. Henry gave Jack a very tight squeeze as he hugged him goodbye.
As we were in the taxi home, I couldn’t help thinking about how seeing them together made my dick stir. Just seeing them talking made me feel so horny, it felt like something in me had woken up. I didn’t know how, but I wanted to explore this. Not with Henry, that’s too intense and I see him every day.
But maybe Jack and I could try a threesome.
The moment we got in the door at home we started making out. I unzipped Jacks trousers and pulled his already rock-hard cock out. I got on my knees and started sucking him.
I was so horny I was working his cock hard. Jack was moaning, he had his eyes closed. Was he thinking of Henry? Fuck that made me horny. I managed to deepthroat him till I was nearly at his balls, my mouth stretched wide.
“Fuck baby! You’re gonna make me shoot!”
I held onto his ass as I felt his cock twitch, he let out a grunt as waves and waves of cum shot directly to the back of my throat. I waited till he had finished, slowly pulled of his cock, then shot my own big load all over the floor.
Jack slumped onto the floor next to me.
“Baby, I don’t know what got you so horny but fuck that was amazing”.
I kissed him as we lay on the hallway floor together catching our breath.
Little did he know it was imagining him making out with my work colleague Henry that got me like that.
I couldn’t pretend anymore, I wanted it.
I wanted to see my perfect husband Jack fuck another guy.
To be continued..
