Lee’s jaw was beginning to ache as Lydia reached her third orgasm. She always did cum quickly to oral sex with him, but these were more intense. Was it because her husband was cleaning up another man’s cum from her? He knew the reason why without needing to ask.
She lifted off him and pulled back, looking down at him with a huge smile. She ran a finger over his cheeks. “You’re covered in our juices,” she observed softly. The word ‘our’ penetrated deeply. “Was it enjoyable?” she asked.
Lee nodded. She leaned over and kissed him. “You’re going to get lots of enjoyment from us.”
He looked disconcerted but she ignored it, and instead began to kiss his cheeks. Her kisses turned to licks; her licks turned into cleaning strokes. Lydia was cleaning up the mess on her husband’s cheeks of the remnants of her fucking from Cole and her own orgasms. “Mmmmm, this is so good,” she told him.
A few minutes later she stood up grabbed her panties and pulled him to his feet. She kissed him and pressed her hand against his groin. “Time to take care of you now,” she said. “After taking care of Cole all night, it’s only fair, isn’t it,” she added giving him a squeeze.
Lee groaned. “Yes, I need a fuck,” he told her as he started to pull her away.
She stopped him and touched his groin again. “No, not sex. I’m going to take care of you the way cuckolds enjoy most.”
He looked puzzled. She kissed him. “It’s okay, Cole has explained it to me. A cuckold likes to hear his wife tell him about her time with her lover while she slowly masturbates him.”
Lee had seen it done in videos, but he had never thought about it being done to himself. “You do want to hear, don’t you, darling?”
She squeezed his erection again. “You want to hear about what I did to him and what I let him do to me, don’t you. You do want to hear how it felt being fucked by another man; what it was like having him inside me?”
Lee groaned as he nodded. She took his hand and led him to the bedroom. Her dress came off quickly and her bra followed. She stood in front of him remembering that only an hour or so earlier she had stood naked in front of Cole. She had watched his limp, hanging cock rise to a full erection in moments. It was at that moment she lost all sense of shyness, all perceived thoughts of hang-ups about her shape and size. Her nakedness had brought a man to a state of arousal. Her body was desirable, so why should she feel insecure.
And at the same time, Lee was thinking about Cole seeing his naked wife, not just seeing but also touching, and enjoying her sexual pleasures. Lydia stepped closer and started to undress him.
“So, what happened after I left?” he asked her.
She spoke as she undressed him, telling him that they went to the lounge bar and had a drink. “I felt a bit nervous and needed something to help me relax.”
“I bet Cole wasn’t nervous.”
She laughed. “No. Well, he has done all this before, hasn’t he.”
“What did you talk about?”
“You mostly. I wondered if you might change your mind and come back for me, but he said it was unlikely.”
“I thought about it, but I knew you wanted it, and that you would probably be in bed anyway,” Lee admitted.
She laughed again. “No, we were almost an hour in the lounge before we went up to his room.”
“Were you nervous?”
“Of course, I was. It was my first date in years, and I was quite shy,” she told him as she unbuckled his belt.
“Did he undress you?”
She nodded. “He undressed me down to my stockings and I got into bed while he stripped,” she said as she let his trousers fall around his ankles.
Lee kicked off his shoes and stepped out of his trousers and pants. Lydia reached for his erection and gently held it. “You're very wet,” she said, smiling at him. He opened his mouth to speak. “It’s okay, this happens to all cucks,” she told him wiping precum from his cock with her panties. “Did you spend your time masturbating last night?”
He cleared his throat and nodded.
“You came in your hand while Cole came inside me, hey?”
He winced at her cruel, but factual remark. Lydia had learned such a lot in so short a space of time. “Come on, let’s lie on top of the bed while I tell you what happened.”
Lee lay on his back while Lydia lay on her side close to him, panties in her hand as she gripped his erection. “What would you like to know?” she asked.
He cleared his throat again. “Is he big?”
She smiled. “Well, there’s no point in letting another man fuck you if he has a smaller one than your husband, is there? A wife can get that at home, can’t she?”
Once again, he winced at the truth.
“Cole’s about ten inches and very thick. I can just about get my hand around it.”
He knew that Lydia had small hands, but even so, Cole must have some size of cock. “It must have been sore.”
She laughed. “Well, he did stretch me inside, but he’s a very gentle lover. He knew that I was not used to one like his and he made sure that I was well-lubricated and relaxed!”
“H… how did he know that?”
“I told him after I had seen his dick pic.”
He looked at her. She must have had some very intimate conversations with him. “He obviously went down on you.”
Her hand started to move up and down. “Oh yes, he went down all right. Spent ages making me cum again, and again. Cole’s not one of these wham, bam, thank-you-ma'am guys.”
