Imagine me being your wife and you being my cuckold husband, and read this little story: But there's one thing my husband loves… seeing me being devoured by another man. It's not jealousy, it's pure lust. Just yesterday I went out with a tall, tattooed guy, one of those who doesn't talk much but sucks a lot. He took me to the car, I lifted my dress, sat on his lap and twerked while he licked my neck. He called me a naughty married woman… I laughed and said, "Yeah, but my ass still belongs to my husband." We fucked in the back seat, him inserting two fingers while I moaned in his ear: "Go on, get me wet so he can finish later." I came in his hand, we got out of the car, he wanted to fuck me again… I refused. I arrived home with my hair messed up, panties stuffed in my bag, and my husband was already standing at the door with a hard-on. "Did you bring the smell of someone else's cum?" he asked. I replied: "I brought the desire for you." He dragged me into the bathroom, made me spread my ass in front of the mirror and licked everything… said he tasted the other guy, but that my pleasure was what mattered. He fucked me right there, standing up, squeezing my breasts and calling me his little pet slut. He filled my ass with cum while I came, remembering the other guy, but only tasting his… that's what kills me. And then, who answers: if you knew your wife did this… do you want to know the details later, or do you just want to fuck harder to get rid of the smell?