I let a stranger cum inside me to please my husband | cuck

Elenoir had always considered herself a good Christian woman. She was devoted to her husband, Keith, and their two beautiful children. Her life revolved around taking care of her family and going to church every Sunday. But little did she know, her seemingly perfect world was about to be turned upside down.

One night, as they were lying in bed, Keith turned to Elenoir and said, "Sweetheart, there's something I need to tell you." He took a deep breath before continuing, "I'm a cuckold. It's been my fantasy for as long as I can remember - to see you with another man, to see him make you moan and scream with pleasure while I watch."

Elenoir was shocked. She had never heard the term before, let alone thought it could apply to her own husband. "But why?" she asked, tears welling up in her eyes. "Why would you want something like that? We have a good marriage, don't we?"

Keith nodded. "Yes, we do. And that's exactly why I think this could work. I know it sounds crazy, but just hear me out. I promise it will only make our relationship stronger."

After much contemplation and prayer, Elenoir agreed to give it a try. She couldn't deny the curiosity that was now burning inside of her, or the desire to please her husband.

After much contemplation and prayer, Elenoir agreed to give it a try under one condition – it wouldn't be with someone she knew. She couldn't bear the thought of facing any awkwardness or judgment from their social circle.

Keith understood and respected her wishes, promising to find a stranger who fit their criteria.

After much contemplation and prayer, Elenoir reluctantly agreed to give it a try. She didn't want to disappoint her husband or ruin their otherwise healthy relationship, but the idea of sharing herself with another man made her deeply uncomfortable.

Nevertheless, she put aside her personal feelings and vowed to go through with it for Keith's sake.

They decided on a local bar as the meeting place for their first encounter. Upon entering, Elenoir immediately felt overwhelmed by the noise and crowds. Her discomfort intensified when Keith informed her that they would be looking for someone to bring home tonight.

Despite her anxiety, Elenoir played along, pretending to enjoy herself as they mingled with various strangers throughout the evening. However, none of them seemed quite right – either too old, too young, too pushy, or simply lacking appeal. Just as Elenoir was starting to lose hope, a tall, ruggedly handsome man approached them.

His name was Jake, and he appeared to tick all the boxes on Keith's list. Though initially skeptical, Elenoir eventually warmed up to the idea of spending the night with him. Once back at their house, however, her nerves returned full force.

As Jake and Keith chatted casually in the living room, Elenoir excused herself to freshen up. Staring at her reflection in the bathroom mirror, she fought back tears, wondering how she had ended up in such a situation. Still, she knew she couldn't back out now without hurting Keith's feelings.

As Jake stood before Elenoir, his impressive cock already fully erect, she hesitated for a brief moment.

Memories of past unease resurfaced briefly, but she quickly pushed them aside, reminding herself that this was what Keith desired. Determined to please her husband, she wrapped her fingers around Jake's length and guided him towards her parted lips.

"That's it, baby," Keith encouraged, watching avidly from his position near the bed. "Make him feel good."

Elenoir obliged, swallowing as much of Jake's cock as she could manage. Although larger than Keith's, she found herself surprisingly able to accommodate his girth. Slowly at first, she began to bob her head back and forth, sliding her tongue along the underside of his shaft.

Jake groaned appreciatively, threading his fingers through her hair and guiding her movements. Encouraged by her husband's supportive murmurs, Elenoir relaxed further, allowing herself to become lost in the act.

Saliva dripped down her chin as she worked Jake's cock, alternating between rapid flicks of her wrist and slow, sensual sucks. Meanwhile, Keith continued to offer words of encouragement, clearly entranced by the sight before him.

"God, you look so hot taking that big cock in your mouth," he breathed, reaching down to stroke himself in time with Elenoir's movements. "Don't stop, baby – keep going!"

Following her husband's urging, Elenoir redoubled her efforts, hollowing out her cheeks and applying suction with renewed vigor.

Jake responded in kind, thrusting deeper into her willing mouth until she could feel the tip of his cock hitting the back of her throat.

Jake couldn't believe how skilled Elenoir was at giving head.

Her talented mouth and eagerness to please had driven him wild, leaving him on the verge of explosion. Unable to resist any longer, he scooped her up effortlessly and deposited her on all fours on the bed.

"Your turn," he growled, roughly spreading her legs apart. "Let me see that pretty pink pussy."

Obediently, Elenoir arched her back, presenting herself to him. Jake wasted no time plunging himself inside of her, eliciting a surprised gasp from the submissive wife.

"Oh God, oh God," she repeated, clutching at the sheets as he established a punishing rhythm. Each powerful thrust sent waves of pleasure crashing through her body, building towards an inevitable peak.

Beside them, Keith watched raptly, utterly captivated by the erotic display unfolding before him. He stroked himself absently, matching Jake's pace as he fucked their willing participant.

"That's it, baby," he encouraged, his voice hoarse with arousal. "Take that big cock like a champ."

Elenoir did her best to comply, pushing back against Jake with equal fervor. Sweat dripped from their bodies, mingling amidst the symphony of wet, carnal noises produced by their union.

Suddenly, Jake reached forward and grasped a fistful of Elenoir's hair, tugging sharply. She yelped, but didn't protest, submitting herself entirely to his dominance.

"Such a good little slut," he murmured approvingly, increasing his tempo further. "You love being used like this, don't you?"

Unable to form words, Elenoir nodded frantically, her eyes squeezed shut in ecstasy. As if triggered by her response, Jake roared, driving himself as deep as possible within her welcoming heat.

Feeling his release imminent, Elenoir clenched around him, milking every last drop from his twitching cock. Spent, Jake withdrew slowly, collapsing beside her on the mattress.

As Jake slipped out of Elenoir's well-fucked pussy, a mixture of their combined juices trickled out, catching Keith's attention. Unable to resist the temptation, he moved closer, inspecting the viscous fluid with keen interest.

Gazing up at his wife through heavy-lidded eyes, he asked, "May I, my dear?"

Understanding his intentions, Elenoir grinned lasciviously and spread her legs wider, inviting him to indulge. Leaning in, Keith pressed his face against her sodden labia, inhaling deeply.

The scent of sex hung heavy in the air, tantalizing his senses. Eager to sample the spoils of their illicit encounter, he extended his tongue, tracing the outline of her delicate folds.

At the same time, Jack watched with rapt fascination, thoroughly entertained by the dynamic between husband and wife. Seeing Keith lap up the evidence of their coupling stirred something primal within him, inciting a fresh wave of desire.

Unbeknownst to them, however, the intensity of the situation proved too much for Keith. Feeling himself on the precipice of release, he hastily retreated, attempting to stave off his impending orgasm.

Alas, it was futile. With one final glance at Elenoir's glistening pussy, he succumbed, painting the floor with ribbons of pearlescent cum. Panting heavily, he stared down at the mess, equally mortified and titillated by his lack of control.

" Looks like someone enjoyed the shoot," Jack chuckled, amusement dancing in his eyes.

Ignoring the comment, Keith instead focused on calming his ragged breathing, aware that he'd crossed a line. Fortunately, Elenoir seemed unfazed by his slip-up, offering him a comforting smile as she rose from the bed.

"Perhaps it's time for us to retire for the evening," she suggested diplomatically, gathering her discarded clothing. "We have much to consider after today's events..."