Extra Hungry

The bed was wet with my squirt juice but I couldn't be bothered to do anything about it except lay there, stunned, in my own filth. It was the same fantasy I'd been having lately that had brought me the orgasm that turned into a tidal wave. It was a fantasy I had found myself turning to more and more as the weeks passed. I hadn't told John what had been making me so horny but he had noticed the peak in my horniness, which was a welcome change.

John and I had been married for almost twenty years and in all that time I had never stopped loving him. It's just that sometimes our sex life became stale and boring and I started looking to outside sources to spice things up. No, I wasn't cheating on him. I was just looking at porn and reading erotic stories online, trying to get ideas.

For the most part, I was turned on by the same old things that had always turned me on but there was a new outcropping of perversion that scared me a bit. I didn't tell John about it at first, not sure what it really meant and if it was one of those things I really wanted to do, or whether it was just a fantasy I never wanted to fulfill. I had never wanted anything like it before and yet, every porn that turned me on seemed to be about a husband fucking a much younger girl in front of his wife.

I learned how to look it up easily by typing "reverse cuckold" into the search bar and I had to admit I was extra hungry as I went through the results trying to find a video I hadn't already seen. The videos turned me on, but what really got me going was a story I read online about a young girl who came over to fuck an older woman's husband. The way that young girl put the wife in her place turned me on in ways nothing else ever had. That was why there was squirt juice all over my bed, soaking into the mattress. That was why I was lying in my own ejaculate, unable to move. I had to admit it; I was into reverse cuckolding.

I decided to do something about my hunger right then and there. I had downloaded an app called Cuck Vixen that was supposed to help me find cuckcakes, which is what the young girls who fuck husbands are called. I wanted to be a cuckquean, the kind of girl who liked it when her husband fucked other girls. There was a moment where I doubted myself but as I filled out the application to join the app, my heart began to pound and my pussy began to engorge with blood once again. I was already as horny as I had been before I'd squirted all over the bed and I still had a few hours to fuck myself before John got home.

I browsed through the app, sending out all kinds of horny messages along with photos of John and his perfect cock. I begged each hot, young girl to fuck my husband in front of me and with each message I sent, I played with my pussy a bit more. I was edging myself, pulling myself close to orgasm before denying myself the finish. I was driving myself crazy, unable to stop myself from messaging more and more women. I had lost track of how many women I had messaged and I had also lost track of time.

"Ahem! Lisa!" I looked up to see John standing in the doorway to our bedroom, his work satchel still in his hand. "Hello, I'm home! What's for dinner?"

"Pussy, hopefully," I said, spreading my legs and showing him just how wet I was.

"That looks delicious. Give me a minute to get this suit off. Don't you move."

"I squirted all over the bed. It's a bit wet," I warned him.

"Wow, that only happens when you are really turned on. What has you going, honey?" John asked as he removed his clothes and neatly hung them in the closet.

I had been hiding my true perversion for a long time, although I wasn't sure quite how long. Maybe it was time to tell him. I could hear the ping from the Cuck Vixen app sounding off repeatedly. "I...I..."

"What's that noise?" John asked suspiciously. "You've been acting secretive lately. What's going on? What app is that?"

"It's called Cuck Vixen."

"Cuck. Vixen?" John looked perplexed. "You mean like cuckold?" He looked a bit scared. "Are you cheating on me, Lisa?"

"No! No, no, no, no, no! John, I'm not cheating on you. Let me show you." I opened the app and I showed him my message list. He grabbed my phone from me and began to click on my conversations. I watched as his face turned from anger and worry, to confusion and disbelief.

"Wait. Are you looking for a girl for us?" John looked up at me in disbelief.

"Yes, honey. I've been watching a lot of reverse cuckold porn lately and it's gotten me really, really horny. I wanted to find us a girl and surprise you, but you already caught me. What do you think? Will you fuck a young girl while I watch?"

"A young girl? Why a young one?"

"I want a girl that is young, hot, and sexy, all the things I am not anymore. You deserve to have a girl like that and I deserve to watch."

"Oh no. I'm not fucking another girl unless I get to fuck you too."

"I'll fuck you too while she watches so she can see what you like but I want to see you fuck her."

"Have you found a girl yet?" I could hear the hopefulness in John's voice and I could see the way his cock was stiffening.

"I don't know. Have any of those girls responded to me?" I asked. John still had my phone in his hand and he clicked a few times and smiled.

"This girl, 'Caramel Lover' says she's free right now if we are." He showed me the picture of a brunette girl with a wide smile. She was twenty-one and she had the kind of tits any man would dream touching. I grabbed the phone from John and worked my magic before I could second-guess myself. I had no idea how lucky I was to find our first girl so easily, but she agreed to come over that evening and she actually showed up at the specified time.

I was so excited when I opened the door and saw her standing there. She was much taller than me, and prettier too. Her hair and makeup looked freshly done and I thought that I would feel jealousy but that wasn't quite what I was feeling. I was feeling inadequacy like I didn't deserve to fuck my husband as much as this hot, younger woman did.

"Hi, I'm Denise. I'm here to fuck your husband for you." She gave me a little smirk and I felt my pussy twitch in response.

"I'm Lisa, come on in. He's right here." I led her to the bedroom, where I had told John to wait. He was wearing a black robe like I'd told him to. "John, I'd like you to meet Denise, also known as Caramel Lover."

"Hi, Denise. Wow, you are stunning. Even prettier than your pictures." John stood up and shook her hand. My pussy was dripping as I watched her stare him down. She looked like she was mentally undressing him and fucking him in her mind. I guess I was doing the same, but with both of them. I was imagining them both naked and fucking right in front of me without regard for my feelings. It was so twisted and I knew it but my pussy was wet and that was all that mattered.

"Fuck him," I said, not realizing I said it out loud until Denise responded.

"Lose the robe," she told him. She was wearing a long, black coat, which she unzipped and dropped to the floor dramatically. Underneath the coat she was absolutely naked, her perfect tits on full display. I gasped. John untied his robe and let it drop to the floor in a similar fashion. They were facing one another and I could feel the heat between them.

"Do you think I'm pretty?" she asked John.

"Yes, you're very pretty."

"Prettier than your wife?" She smiled cruelly at me. My pussy gushed a bit and I could feel my own juices dripping down my legs. John looked at me, unable to tell what he should do. Should he tell Denise she was prettier than me and risk upsetting me or should he go with what Denise wanted to hear? "Well? Are you going to answer me? Who is prettier? Me or your wife?"

"You are. Sorry Lisa." He shot me a look of apology, not knowing how much his words were turning me on.

"I thought so," Denise laughed. "Sorry, Lisa but I think John is going to find I'm a better fuck that you are too. Plus, I'm young and hot. Too bad you're old and used up, huh?" Denise grabbed John's cock and began to stroke it as her eyes stayed locked onto mine. "You want to see how it's really done, don't you Lisa? Maybe if you watch me enough times you'll get it enough to give your husband what he really needs."

"That feels so good," John moaned.

"See the way I'm stroking him, Lisa? This is what he needs. Now watch this." Denise dropped to her knees and began to suck his cock. She started slowly, swirling her tongue around the outside of the tip before she finally sucked the shaft down her young throat. She was skilled at giving blowjobs and I instantly felt inferior. I could tell she was loving showing me up. She locked her eyes onto mine as she swallowed my husband's cock.

"This is so good!" John yelled in appreciation.

"Better than Lisa's blowjobs, huh?" Denise paused for John's answer.

"Yes, a hundred times better!" John yelled, wanting her mouth back on his dick.

"Should I teach Lisa how to do this?"

"Please! Teach her!" John begged.

"Lisa, get naked and get down here. You have some cock sucking to do. You need to learn how to please your husband the way that I do."

I quickly shed the clothes I was wearing and got on my knees next to Denise. She began to bark out commands to me and I obeyed her.

"Lick," She commanded as she pushed my head toward his balls. "I'm putting you on ball duty because you can't really fuck that up. I'll suck his cock while you suck on his balls. Get them both in your mouth, Lisa! Yeah! Like that! You can do it!"

I sucked on his balls the way Denise asked me to and I could hear her slurping at his cock like a little slut. I wasn't jealous at all when I heard John moaning. Denise grabbed me by the hair and pulled me off of his balls.

"Get up here. We are going to do this together. Start at the base of his cock like this," she showed me what she wanted. "Then lick all the way to the tip, and then back to the base. You take that side and I'll take this side." I did as she asked and we worked together to make my husband's cock feel its best. I had never done anything like what we were doing and I was having such an amazing time having Denise order me around and pleasure my man.

I was extra hungry as we worked John's cum out of him. I had never wanted anything as much as I wanted what was happening. Denise grabbed me by the head and pulled me off of his cock. I gasped, breathless from trying my hardest to make his cock feel good.

"Time for fucking. Lisa, you stay down there at his balls. I'm going to ride his dick. Think you can do that?"

"Yes, Denise."

"Good. Your wife isn't as terrible as I thought. I've seen worse," she told John. Denise sat him down at the edge of the bed and climbed up onto his dick. She slid her pussy down onto his shaft and he let out a slow, long moan. "Tell Lisa exactly how good my pussy feels on your dick while she licks your balls. Oh, and Lisa, lick my pussy and ass too while you're down there."

"Her pussy is so tight and wet," John told me. "So good..."

I hadn't ever licked anything on another woman and I'm not even sure that I'm bisexual at all, but at that moment I knew that I had to listen to what Denise was saying. She was the slut in charge of me and I was extra hungry. I lapped at my husband's balls. I sucked on them. I even let my tongue wander up to where John's cock met her pussy and tasted their sex. I felt like such a worthless piece of shit. I had put myself in this position on my knees. I had served my husband up to Denise and now I was licking up their sloppy seconds like it was my job. I felt disgusting and somehow it was all making my pussy so juicy. I reached my hand down and touched myself working my clit with my fingers until I was screaming all over John's balls.

"I didn't say you could cum!" Denise yelled and then she fucking slapped me.

"Hey!" I screamed.

"Finger my ass, Lisa so I can cum all over your husband's dick. That's what you wanted isn't it?"

"Yes," I admitted and then I lifted my hand and fingered Denise's ass. I watched in wonder as Denise began to moan, her orgasm beginning. John's eyes opened and focused on me. We shared a moment of intimacy as his orgasm began. I watched his eyes roll back in his head and his moans erupted as his cock spurted cum directly into Denise's bare pussy. I could see the cum overflowing and the way his cock surged with each squirt of cum.

I couldn't stop myself from licking the overflowing cum from her pussy, even with his cock still in it. My tongue went crazy, looking for every last drop of cum. Denise raised her body so that I could get more cum in my mouth and laughed as I desperately lapped it up.

"You're a filthy wife, Lisa. One of the filthiest I've seen. You really like watching young girls fuck your husband, don't you?"

"I do," I said breathlessly. "Well, now I know I do. This was my first time."

"Wow! This is your first time? I would never have known." Denise sounded impressed.

"Yes, but there's one more thing that would really turn me on, if you don't mind," I told Denise, hoping she would be able to help.

"What's that?" she asked.

"I kind of want you to watch me fuck John."

"I can do that if I can give you some pointers. I can tell you have a lot to learn about fucking your own husband."

"How can you tell?" I asked.

"There's a reason your sex has gotten stale over the years. I can help," Denise assured me.

"Okay. I can see that you know more about sex than me."

"And I'm wayyyyy hotter and younger than you. Don't forget that," Denise reminded me.

"Let's do it!" I was excited.

"Ladies, I just came really hard. My cock needs a moment."

"No, it doesn't," Denise corrected him. "I can get it hard." She grabbed him by the balls firmly with one hand and stroked his cock with the other. I watched her, not sure if she would be able to pull it off. He was hard within a minute or so and she was gesturing to me to bend over on the bed. She guided his cock inside of me and then she kissed him as he fucked me from behind.

"How's it feel?" she asked John.

"So good."

"Yeah, it's so much better with a hot, younger pussy isn't it, John? Are you tired of fucking her old pussy again? If you are, my young, tight holes are ready for you anytime John. You just let me know." Denise kissed him again and I was starting to get a little jealous as she barked out orders to me about bouncing on his cock more or sticking my ass up higher. "Let me just show you, Lisa!"

Denise pushed me out of the way and took my place in front of him. He plunged his cock into her and moaned with pleasure.

"Stay here, Lisa. Let the man have options. Yeah, keep your ass in the air like that. Good job! John, you can choose whatever holes you want to fuck!" He kept fucking her pussy and I was so horny, wanting more of my husband's cock. He didn't pull out of her and she stared at me, smiling with superiority. "He's always going to choose my hot, young pussy over yours, Lisa. Mine feels better and it's nice to cum in. Isn't it, John? You can cum in me again and make Lisa clean us up. She's good at that, isn't she?"

"Yeah, she is!" John grunted and I could tell that his orgasm was an intense one.

"That's right, cum in the good pussy, John. Fill up my tight hole with your spunk!" Denise looked over at me smugly. "He's done now. Get over here and clean us up, Lisa."

I almost said no because by then I was still horny and I was feeling insecure. Instead, I crawled over to them and cleaned their genitals. Denise giggled as she squeezed my husband's cum out of her pussy and onto my waiting tongue.

"You guys are cute. I like you," she laughed.

"Oh, we like you too," John told her.

"Oh, I know you like me, John. I know how to actually work your dick. Don't worry, I'll teach Lisa."

"That's very kind of you," he said. "Lisa, are you okay?" John finally asked me. He had been so enthralled by Denise's pussy that he hadn't checked in with me in a while.

"I'm good," I told him. I couldn't figure out why but for some reason, Denise's attempts to belittle me had worked some kind of magic on me. They had made me even hornier than I had ever been. I was extra hungry now for John's cum and I knew that I wanted to eat it out of Denise's pussy again. "In fact, can you cum in her pussy again?"

"Again?" John looked shocked.

"Yeah, I like the taste."

"Your wife is filthy," Denise said to John.

"I'm learning more about her all the time," John admitted. "Sure, I can try my best to cum again in her tight, young pussy if that's what you want, honey."

"That's what I want. I deserve it."

"Then, let's make it happen!" Denise cried. She was a sexy, little cuckcake and we would go on to fuck her many more times. After her, there would be a string of cuckcakes as I explored my new perversion.