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[CUCK WATCHER]

The last story I wrote was about my wife Amanda and her bull Barry being seen making out at a club. Having your lifestyle discovered by someone who personally knows you was a bit of a downer of a story. Enough of that. Here's a true story that's a pecker upper.


My wife is not much of a drinker, she hardly even drinks alcohol. But, when she does, she gets her Irish on. Back in the spring time, we went to the wedding reception of one of her friends. The good thing was the married couple are very down to earth people. No, fancy ballroom for them, they had their reception outdoors in a park. Far as wedding receptions go it was all right. There was a ton of food and even more booze. Amanda started with a champagne toast , followed by another and another. She was drinking champagne like it was water, one glass after the next. By the time the party was over she was hammered. I even had to walk her to our car and help her in.
On the ride home, I saw that she was texting someone on her phone. I didn't pay much attention and I thought she probably couldn't spell whatever she was texting anyway.


The ride home took about 45 minutes. When we got there I saw Barry sitting in his truck parked in our driveway. Then it hit me that she was texting him. He got out and came over too the passenger side of our car. Amanda opened the door and when she tried to get out, she fell back in the seat. She started laughing while Barry stood there looking at her shaking his head. He reached in, got her out, picked her up and carried her to our patio door. Amanda was laughing the whole time and saying stuff like " I guess I had too much to drink".


I opened the door and Barry carried her in and sat her down in a chair. I made a coffee in the Keurig and gave it to her. She sat there a bit drinking the coffee and then said that she had to pee. Barry gave her a hand and walked her into the bathroom. He stayed in there the whole time she was taking a piss. They were in the bathroom for a long time and I thought that she must be sick. I walked over to the door and heard something that was not her throwing up or anything. I stood trying to figure out what she was doing and then I heard Barry say " fuck yeah'. Then I got it, the sounds were her sucking his cock. Damn horny slut.


I was back into the living room. when they came out of the bathroom. They walked over to the upstairs staircase. Amanda stood there starring at the steps. Then she said "I think I need a little help". Barry got behind her and helped her up the stairs. I looked up and saw them turning towards our bedroom. I walked up a couple steps and saw the bedroom door close.


All was quiet for a while and then I heard the familiar sound of our bed frame clicking and squeaking. Then it started, she started getting vocal. If you knew Amanda in real life you'd think she was the quietest most polite person that never curses. But, when she gets going in bed she's like Jekyll and Hyde. Add a couple bottles of champagne and I swear people driving down the road heard her. She must have yelled FUCK YES 10 times in a row. And there I am sitting downstairs with my jeans around my ankles whacking my dick listening to my wife yelling through one orgasm after the next. Man they were going at it !

Just when I thought the damn bed was going to fall through the ceiling, everything suddenly went quiet. No scream no yell no nothing. I waited and waited but nothing was going on upstairs. My heart was still beating fast, but my dick started going soft. I knew I should have let go sooner. So, I whipped my little wiener back up and let it fly. Wasn't perfect but damn it still felt good !


Since there's a bathroom in our master bedroom they stayed up there all night. Barry had work the next day so he got up in the morning before me. When I got up, I looked in on Amanda and she was sleeping. Her clothes from the night before were thrown all over the place. I got out of work early and when I came home the house was quiet. I walked up to our bedroom and saw Amanda still in bed. The cover was off her side and I could see her bare ass. She finally got up around 7 o'clock that evening. It was dark outside and the first thing she asked was is "What day is it"? I told her and then asked her how she felt. All she said was "Hungry". I thought to myself yeah your hungry alright, hungry for Barry's big cock.
I could have said it out loud but I didn't. Instead I went in an warmed up some leftovers for us. This is the life of a cuckold husband.

[kevin4fun]

I had similar occurrence with my wife and enjoyed it to Rock on!