Using His Load as Lube

These nights are challenging. These nights are wonderful, too.

The challenge is in finding the strength to refrain from masturbating. You know what she’s doing. You saw your wife leave in a beautiful sheer camisole, black lace bra, and mini skirt with high heels to make her legs and ass look amazing.

Nothing is hidden between the two of you. She’s fucking someone. Someone she knows. Someone she trusts. Someone you’ve never met. He’s inside her right now, in all likelihood.

You know that. You know that because it turns you on. You know that because that’s what you wanted. That’s what your wife wants. It’s what you both want.

On these nights you spend hours convincing yourself not to masturbate. You reach between your legs and play with your half hard cock. You find intense pleasure in it. You get hard. Then you stop and turn the TV on. You try your best to think about something else, about anything else.

Your mind always returns to what she’s doing. She’s fucking someone else. He’s fucking her without a condom. His bare cock is sliding in and out of her pussy.

She’s on her back with her legs wrapped around him. They’re kissing. He’s fucking her and playing with her tits.

She’s on top. She’s riding his bare cock with her wet pussy. He’s playing with her tits. She’s got her hands on his chest as she rides him. She’s moaning. She’s cumming.

She might even be on her hands and knees for him. He might be fucking her from behind. He might be spanking her ass and telling her how good her married pussy feels.

He’s pumping his load inside her. She’s telling him to fill her. She’s telling him to cum in her married pussy. She wants it. She needs it. It’s what turns her on the most.

It turns you on even more. You know she loves it, but for you it’s something else. It’s something deeper. It’s a calling. It’s your true sexual self. This is what you need to feel satisfied.

The garage door opens. Her car pulls in. You get up off the couch. You wait at the top of the stairs.

Your wife comes into the house. She looks up at you. She smiles.

“Did you…?” you ask.

“Of course I did,” she says while slowly ascending the stairs.

She’s taking her time. She’s teasing you. She’s already had at least one orgasm tonight. Maybe two or three. Sometimes her lovers are quite good.

“Have you been good?” she asks.

“Of course,” you say.

If you masturbate while she’s gone, you don’t get to play.

Your wife reaches the top of the stairs. She unzips your pants and reaches inside. She doesn’t trust you to be honest about your masturbation. She’s checking. She wants to see if your dick is excited.

“You’re already hard,” she says as her fingers pull your cock out of your pants.

“I know,” you say.

“Is that because you know what’s inside me?” she asks.

You nod. Her pussy is full of another man’s cum. That’s what has you hard. That’s what has you excited. That and what you get to do next.

Your wife kisses you as she strokes your cock. You take her tongue into your mouth. You wonder if you can taste another man on her lips. Can you taste his cock? Can you taste his tongue?

“I sucked his cock,” she whispers. “It was a beautiful cock, too.”

She knows you like it when she goes down on her lovers. You like that your wife is so eager to please other men.

You kiss her again. You kiss her knowing that she blew someone else. You kiss her while you think about someone else’s cock pushing past her lips and onto her tongue. Someone else’s cock enjoyed the tongue that’s in your mouth right now.

“Do you want to fuck me?” your wife asks.

“Yes,” you say.

Her fingers move swiftly up and down your shaft. “Do you want to be the second man inside me tonight?” she asks.

You groan. That’s exactly what you want. That’s what you love. You go second. Her lovers go first.

“Fuck. Yes. That’s what I want. That’s what I’ve wanted all night,” you say.

Your wife smiles. She unzips her skirt and it falls to the floor. She pulls off her sheer camisole. She walks down the hallway towards the bedroom. You take a moment to stare at her nearly naked body. Her ass looks wondrous.

You follow her down the hallway and into the bedroom. Your wife hops in the bed and spreads her legs. Your eyes drift to her panties.

You see the wet spot. He came inside her. Someone else fucked your wife and unloaded in her pussy. You feel weak in the knees. The arousal is overwhelming. You take a moment to imagine it happening. You see him thrusting in and out of her. You see him pumping his load into her hot pussy.

“I practically begged him for it,” your wife says.

She knows what you’re thinking. She can see you staring between her legs. She knows that you’re turned on by it.

“Really?” you ask.

“I wanted it so badly,” she says. “I needed it. I needed to feel his cock throbbing as he unloaded inside me. I needed to feel him unload his seed into my pussy.”

Your wife closes her eyes. She lets her head fall to the bed. She spreads her legs a little wider.

Her voice is low and lusty as she says, “Cum inside me, baby. Fuck, cum inside me. Give me your load!”

She’s putting on a little show for you. She’s doing what she did for him. You imagine another man between her legs. You imagine him sliding in and out of your wife’s wet cunt. You imagine him fucking her. You imagine her saying those things.

You strip. Your wife sits up again. She unhooks her bra and tosses it aside. You stare at her perky breasts. You stare at the breasts that someone else got to play with tonight.

You climb into bed. Your cock is rock hard. There’s a drop of precum at the tip. You feel that beautiful kind of arousal that only happens when your wife has been with someone else.

Your wife welcomes you on top of her body. She pulls your lips to hers. You kiss. She reaches down and strokes your cock. She still has her panties on. She rubs your dick against them. You can feel the wetness. You can feel his cum.

“Do you want to fuck me?” she asks.

“Yes,” you say.

“Even though I’m filled with his cum?” she asks.

You moan. You’re so turned on.

“Because you’re filled with his cum,” you say.

“You don’t mind that I was a naughty wife?” she asks. “You don’t mind that I was a slut tonight? That I let another man fuck my tight married pussy and cum inside me?”

She’s working you. She’s doing it on purpose. She knows that kind of dirty talk drives you crazy and she’s doing it on purpose. She wants you turned on. She wants you to be insane with desire by the time you plunge inside her. She likes that her husband is so wild for her.

“Tell me you want to fuck my cum-filled pussy,” she says.

You kiss your wife. She moans into your mouth.

“I want to fuck your cum-filled pussy,” you say after the kiss.

A joyful, naughty smile breaks across her face. She reaches between her legs and pulls aside her panties. She rubs the head of your cock over her pussy lips.

“Fuck me, baby. Fuck my messy, cum-filled pussy,” she says.

You plunge inside her. She’s soaked with cum and her own juices. There’s no resistance. There’s no need to go slow. Someone else already fucked her. He almost certainly had a big cock. He almost certainly gave her a long, hard fucking.

“That’s it. Fuck me, baby,” she says. “Fuck my messy cunt. Fuck my cummy pussy.”

You fuck your wife’s cum-filled pussy. You feel his seed surround your cock. It’s warm. It’s wet. It’s slippery. It’s the perfect lubricant. Another man’s cum is the best lubricant you’ve ever experienced.

“Does it feel good?” your wife asks. “Does my messy cunt feel good?”

She loves to talk dirty after she’s been with another guy. She absolutely loves to remind you that his seed is inside her.

“It’s so good,” you say. “It’s so fucking good. I love it when you’re filled with someone else’s load. I love your pussy when it’s messy like this. I love it more than anything in the world.”

She wraps her legs around you. She kisses you. Her hands move over your back. She moans into your mouth.

You thrust in and out of her pussy. The sound is slippery and sloppy. You know it’s because his cum is leaking out of her as your cock thrusts into her. You know you’re pushing some of his load even deeper inside her. You know you’re making a mess between your legs. You’re going to have his cum in your pubic hair. It’s going to be on your balls.

“Your cock is bathing in his cum,” your wife says. “It’s completely surrounded by another man’s hot fucking load.”

You can hear the lust in her voice. She’s getting turned on talking about it. You love that she gets so hot and bothered. You love that she seems to find even more arousal in being reclaimed by her husband than she does in fucking the men that fill her pussy.

“Fuck your slut wife,” she says. “Fuck her messy pussy. Pound me. Pound me hard!”

You pound your wife’s pussy. You bathe your cock in another man’s cum. You relish the feeling of his load around your cock. You relish how different her cunt is. You can’t help but feel like it’s so much better to have sex with her after she’s fucked someone else.

“Cum inside me. Add your cum to his! Cum inside me!” she screams.

Your wife is on the precipice of another orgasm. You know it’s going to be better than the one she had with him. That’s how it works. She cums harder when she comes home full of someone else’s load.

You fuck her faster. You feel your orgasm building. She grabs your back. She digs her fingernails into your skin. She bites into the flesh between your shoulder and neck. She screams and moans.

You grunt. You groan. You cum inside your wife. You add your load to the one that’s already swimming in her womb.

She cums with you. She screams loud enough that it hurts your ears a little. You don’t care, though. You love it. You love her passion. You love her wild desire.

You stay inside her as you both come down from your orgasms. Your heart is pounding. She kisses your neck. She kisses your cheek. She caresses your back.

“You’re incredible,” you say.

“That was such a good orgasm,” she replies. “Thank you.”

You’re the second man to cum in your wife tonight and she’s thanking you. You just had a great orgasm. You know that you’re the luckiest man in the world.

“I love you,” you say.

She smiles and laughs. She knows your marriage is different than most. She loves that, just like you do.

“I love you too,” she says.

You kiss again. You can’t wait until the next time your wife wants to fuck another guy.