He Told Her to Masturbate While Fantasizing About Him

His instructions were clear: “Play with your pussy while you think about me. Make your cuckold watch. No orgasms allowed.”

He wanted me to edge myself. He wanted me to drive myself crazy with desire for him before pulling back. He wanted me to be utterly insane for him by the time he showed up at our door.

So I did. I sat you down across from the bed. I told you to take out your cock and play with yourself. I told you that you had to adhere to the same rules I did. You could think about him fucking me. you could think about me sucking his cock. You could think about him eating my pussy. You could think about the two of us having beautiful, mind-bending sex, but you weren’t allowed to cum.

I thought of the way I feel when I get ready for him. I thought of how it makes my pussy wet to look at myself in the mirror in the lingerie I’ve picked out (or that you’ve picked for me). I thought about how wet it makes me when I first feel his hands on my body.

What did you think about? Did you think about my desire for him? Did you think about how badly I want my bull to fuck me, how I fantasize about him all the time, how I often daydream about having him inside me?

I thought of that moment when I sink to my knees in front of him. I thought of unbuttoning his pants and pulling out his cock. I thought of touching it, of running my fingers up and down his thick shaft. I thought of seeing that first drop of precum appear at the tip. I thought of looking up at him and hearing him say, “Take me in your mouth.”

Did you think of me sucking his cock? Did you think of seeing your beautiful wife and cuckoldress on her knees in front of another man? Did you think of seeing my soft lips move up and down his long, thick shaft? Did you think of seeing his hands in my hair as I give him pleasure?

I thought of him carrying me into our bed, laying me on my back, and spreading my legs. I thought of him rubbing his cock over the entrance to my pussy and slowly pushing inside me. I thought of him filling me and making me moan. I thought of how hard he makes me cum and how it never takes more than a few minutes for me to have my first orgasm. I thought of all the ways he fucks me when we’re together, of how he has shown me the joy of almost every sexual position and the joy of being taken by a man like him.

What did you think of? Did you think of me sitting on his cock and watching as my pussy lips stretch around it? Did you think of him taking me from behind while I stare into your eyes and tell you how good it feels to have him inside me? Did you think of our bodies entwined in the missionary position as he gives me a screaming orgasm?

I thought of him cumming inside me. I thought of his beautiful, bare cock sliding in and out of my slick pussy. I thought of it swelling up. I thought of him groaning. I thought of him pushing every inch of his dick inside me and filling my pussy with his cum.

You thought of the same thing, didn’t you? You thought about watching him cum inside your wife. You thought about me begging for it. You thought about my need to have his cum in my pussy. You thought about all of it.

It’s a wonder I didn’t cum. Even thinking about him turns me on. Now I can’t wait for him to come over. I can’t wait for him to fuck me all night.