CUCKOLD EROTICA
A Nympho and Her Cuckold #1
My wife is a sex addict and her risky escapades frequently get me into trouble.
It was a perfectly sunny afternoon and I thought it would be romantic if I took my wife on a picnic. I packed a basket and took her to a local park, where we found a nice spot to sit down in the grass.
When we spread out our blanket and settled in, we noticed there was a grey haired man, probably in his sixties, sitting on a bench not too far from us. He was reading a book, occasionally looking over the top of the pages to steal glances at my wife.
I immediately got nervous, knowing that she was going to notice the opportunity for shenanigans. My wife had a passion for two things — sex and attention. She got both wherever she went, and I quickly realized that today was going to be no exception. She waved at the man, and he gave a little smile and a nod.
“I’m going to go say hello,” she said to me, an excited grin on her face.
“Why don’t you sit down and share a sandwich with me first?” I tried in vain to distract her. As much as I loved the thrill of watching her seduce strangers, it always terrified me a little bit — the uncertainty of how far she would take things, the riskiness of it all.
It was also what made me love my wife so much. With her, things were never boring.
“He might be gone by then,” she pouted. “This won’t take long. Watch this.” She winked at me, then sauntered over to the man, who was only about a hundred feet away.
She stopped in front of him, and he put down his book and smiled. I couldn’t hear what she said to him, but he laughed and nodded his head, then she lifted her short sundress up in the front. I knew she wasn’t wearing panties. She never did. Which meant that she’d just shown a stranger in a public park her bare pussy.
The old man glanced around nervously, then unzipped his pants. I watched as my wife straddled his lap and sat on the stranger’s dick, right there on the park bench.
Naively, I didn’t think she was actually going to fuck him. I thought she just wanted to tease him a little, get a quick thrill, and be done with it. Now, my cock was getting hard watching her ride the old man.
She was holding her dress up so that I got a view of her ass as it bounced on his lap, and soon, I forgot all about where we were. Watching my wife fuck always gets me super horny, and I couldn’t help but play with myself as I watched her. She gave a little glance over her shoulder at me, knowing what I was up to.
She knew I would love her little show once it got started — and I did. I sat on my knees on the picnic blanket and stroked my cock, watching my pretty wife fuck a stranger.
I was about to come, when my view became blocked by a policeman staring down at me.
“Put it away, pervert. Stand up and come with us.”
I froze, my cock going limp. “Officer, I…” I didn’t know what I was going to say. I didn’t want to rat on my wife, and take her down with me, so I shut my mouth and stuffed my cock into my pants.
“I don’t want to hear it. You’re in a public area and nobody wants to see your wee-wee. Maybe your cell mates will be interested in it, but nobody here at the park is.”
Cuffs were snapped on my wrists, and I was dragged to my feet and put in the back of a police cruiser. I glanced back helplessly, but I could no longer see my wife and her lover.
I was mortified. When I got to the station, I was put in a holding cell just off the waiting room. When I was given a phone call, I called my wife and told her what had happened. Of course, she thought it was hilarious.
“I’ll be right there to bail you out,” she assured me. Relieved, I hung up the phone and waited.
As promised, she showed up at the station shortly after. I was so glad to see her. I just wanted to go home. I was exhausted, humiliated, and I had blue balls.
Of course, my wife wasn’t done yet.
“I’m here to bail out the little pervert from the park, but I don’t have any money,” she said to the officer behind the desk. She unbuttoned her dress and showed him her big nipples. “Could I make an offer?”
The officer locked the door and instructed her to take off her dress and lay on the desk. She let it fall to the floor, and the cop bent her over his desk and pulled out a thick cock.
“Fuck me,” my wife pleaded, spreading her legs for the man who had locked me up.
He gave me a smirk. “Pretty wife you’ve got. I don’t know why you’d be out in the park playing with yourself when you could be getting some of this.” He shoved into her and she moaned as he began to pound her.
“I bet you feel silly now,” he laughed at me.
Even from behind bars, I reacted to the scene playing out before me. My wife taking a pounding from a cop while I was locked up got me instantly hard. There was no way I could jerk off right here.
I bucked my hips, letting my cock rub against the inside of my pants as I watched my wife getting fucked on the desk. Embarrassingly, I came, soaking the front of my pants while I waited for them to finish.
When they got close, she begged him to come inside her, which he did. She sat on the edge of the desk and spread her legs, a mess dripping down her thigh.
The cell door was unlocked. “You’re free to go as soon as you clean up your wife’s messy pussy.”
I dropped to my knees and buried my face between her legs. She giggled as I lapped at her creamy hole until she was clean. She got dressed, and the officer handed me my discharge papers.
I nodded, licking my lips. “Thank you, officer.”
My wife shook her head. “Look at you, you’re a mess.” She pointed to my ruined pants, rolling her eyes. “The things I do to get you out of trouble.”
“Yes, honey. I’m lucky to have you.” I followed her out to the car, wondering if we could get home before she took her clothes off for another man again.
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