Liam had suspected for months that his wife Aria was being unfaithful. It started with little things – mysterious new lingerie in the laundry, the scent of unfamiliar cologne clinging to her hair. But the final straw was finding a racy text exchange on her phone from someone named “J” – vividly detailing all the filthy things he wanted to do to Liam’s “naughty hotwife”.
Initially, Liam was gutted by the betrayal. He spent sleepless nights imagining Aria in the throes of passion with her faceless lover, stomach twisting with jealous agony. But as the weeks passed, he found his anger slowly morphing into a dark, illicit arousal. The mental image of his gorgeous wife getting pounded by another man’s cock was suddenly all Liam could think about.
He started subtly encouraging Aria’s extramarital activities, working late and taking weekend trips to give her plenty of time to play. His browser history filled up with cuckold stories and cheating wife porn. The lower Liam’s hands wandered as he jerked off to the idea of Aria’s infidelity, the more intensely he craved the real thing.
One night, emboldened by too much whiskey, Liam confronted Aria about her affair. Rather than the tearful apologies he expected, she just looked at him with a knowing smirk.
“I was wondering when you’d finally say something,” Aria purred, trailing a finger down Liam’s chest. “I’ve seen your Internet history, baby. All those dirty stories about hotwives cuckolding their pathetic husbands… it’s okay, I don’t mind. In fact, it turns me on like crazy.”
Liam’s jaw dropped at her casual admission, cock hardening in an instant. “You… you like that I want to watch you with other men?” he stammered, eyes wide with cautious hope.
“Mmm, I fucking love it,” Aria confirmed, palming Liam through his slacks. “Love knowing that sharing me is your deepest, darkest fantasy. And if you want a live show starring your slutty wife and her shiny new bull…well, I think that can be arranged.”
From that moment on, Liam and Aria threw themselves into fulfilling their kinky voyeuristic dreams with a focus that bordered on obsession. They trolled bars and clubs for young, innocent-looking men for Aria to seduce while Liam watched from afar, getting off on her brazen flirting and naughty touches.
Her first “conquest” was a cute college boy named Finn that she picked up at a coffeeshop. Liam hid in the bathroom and peeked through the cracked door, stroking himself as he watched Aria shamelessly grinding on Finn’s lap, letting his hands roam under her skirt.
When she hiked up the hem to reveal her lack of panties, both men let out twin groans of arousal. Finn quickly shoved Aria’s willing thighs apart and started fingering her right there on the couch, making the filthiest wet noises as he frigged her desperate cunt.
“Fuck, you’re soaked,” Finn marveled, picking up the pace until Aria was riding his hand with wanton abandon. “Gonna make this slutty pussy squirt so hard, drench the fucking upholstery…”
“Yes, yes, make me fucking gush!” Aria wailed, tits bouncing wildly as she chased her pleasure. “Fuck me with those thick fingers, get me all sloppy for your big cock… oh god I’m gonna -!”
Liam barely bit back an explosive groan as he watched his wife squirt like a fountain all over Finn’s pumping fist, her nectar splattering obscenely. The sight of Aria’s intense climax – so much more powerful than any Liam had given her – sent him careening over the edge embarrassingly fast.
That encounter set the stage for a deliciously debauched new chapter in their marriage. They role-played strangers at hotel bars so Aria could pick up and fuck random men while Liam got off on the exhibitionist thrill. They crashed frat parties where Aria acted out naughty sorority girl gangbangs starring every horny pledge with a hard-on for teacher.
But Liam’s personal favorite was when Aria invited her young personal trainer Jax over for a very special “workout”. He hid under the bed, cock leaking precum the whole time as he listened to Jax put his wife through the sexual paces above.
“That’s right, arch that back,” Jax commanded as he sharply spanked Aria’s jiggling ass. “Gonna do some deep stretches on this tight MILF cunt, make sure it’s nice and limber for all the huge strange dick in your hotwife future.”
“Mmm, yes sir, I’ll be such a good girl,” Aria simpered breathily, playing up the bimbo angle. “Wanna be the fittest fucktoy on the block, ready to take any cock my husband picks out for me at a moment’s notice.”
“Damn right you do,” Jax grunted, smacking her ass again before flipping her onto her back. “Now hold those legs open wide so I can spot you through some reps on my cock. The key is to really SQUEEZE those slutty muscles, milk me til I flood this married pussy with jizz.”
Liam swore he could HEAR Aria’s hungry cunt frothing as Jax sank into her balls deep. He feverishly stroked himself in time to the wet slaps of vigorous fucking above, drunk on the depravity of it all.
And when Jax groaned that he was close, that he was gonna pump Aria full to overflowing, Liam couldn’t wait to slurp up his sloppy seconds like a good little cleanup cuck. Just the way he fantasized during all those lonely, pornsick nights imagining the absolute worst.
The line between fantasy and reality had never been so wonderfully, filthily blurred. And as each new stud left his wife wet, satisfied, and full of spunk, Liam knew he was the luckiest cuck in the world.
With a hotwife as insatiable as Aria, there was no telling how many cuckold adventures awaited them – and he couldn’t wait to be a fly on the wall for every last one. He had a feeling their marriage was just getting started… and the best was yet to “cum”.
