Stories by Omega

Cuckold Story:  Why Me?

My wife Kathy and I had known Frank and Amanda ever since we moved into the new subdivision and they were our next door neighbors. We had BBQ dinners together and played card games together, but all that changed when Amanda died in a car accident. Amanda and Kathy were the same age, twenty two, and Frank was twenty four and I was a little older at thirty.

I knew Frank used to flirt with Kathy, but Amanda always kept him in check but now with Amanda gone he was hanging around a lot more. I didn’t like it but Kathy didn’t seem to mind. Frank was not much of a cook so we often had him over for dinner. Each time he came he would bring a bottle of wine to show his appreciation and he would give Kathy a kiss when he arrived and another when he left. When I asked Kathy isn’t that a little over the top she said in her teasing voice, don’t worry I’m not giving him any tongue.

We had a backyard pool that they were used to using and Frank still came over often. Saturday morning Kathy went out to the pool wearing a new bikini I’d never seen before. She said, “Who wants to rub suntan lotion on me?” Frank was already there and I was following her. I said I would and Frank said he would too. “OK. You can both do me. I want each of you to massage and oil one of my legs for me. I’m going to spread my legs so that you can massage my upper thighs. Now this is for my enjoyment not yours, so don’t try to massage my pussy.”

Later when she turned over she removed her bikini top. Lying topless between us she said, “Now I want to see who gives my boobs the best massage, so let’s have a contest and whoever massages me the best is the winner. Maybe the winner can rub me down below?”

I was shocked and looked at her to see if she was serious. Frank was already feeling one of her breast. “Come on Billie, it’s just a game, so are you going to play or are you going to let Frank win.” This was a stupid game, but I didn’t like watching Frank feeling my wife’s breast so I joined her dumb game.

After several minutes Kathy said, “OK that’s enough guys, I feel like a swim so I’m declaring the contest a tie and both of you can dry me when I come out.”

Later when I got her alone I was very upset over what she had done. “I was just teasing you guys. You can get upset so easily.”

Several days later I was taking Kathy to a movie because her favorite actor Johnny Thunder had the leading role. Frank told Amanda that he wanted to see that movie also, so could he come with us and she said yes without even asking me. At the theatre she sat between us holding both our hands on her lap. At one point in the movie there was a passionate love scene and Kathy said, “This is making me soo horny. I wish it was me he was fucking.” She was wearing slacks but she spread her legs and used both of our hands to rub her pussy through her slacks. They must have been thin cotton slacks because I could feel her pussy throb and feel her moisture so I knew Frank could feel the same thing. She was sitting on my left so it was kind of awkward for me but I got my finger on her pussy and used my fingernail to scratch her slit. Then I could feel Frank trying to push my hand away so that he could get at her. “Now boys, don’t fight,” Kathy said, “I want both of you to play nice.”

 A week later while Frank was over for dinner he told us he ran into the Dawson’s. They used to play card games like bridge and go bowling with Frank and Amanda and they missed that. Frank said, “I told them that if I could get a new partner we would resume our bridge games. Kathy you told me once that you like playing bridge, and I know Billie doesn’t know how, so I was wondering if you would be my partner?”

“Sure, I would like that. Billie never did like that game.”

“Now wait a minute Kathy, you’re not his wife so I don’t think it would be proper…”

“If she was, I’d never let her out of bed.”

“You’re soo bad,” Kathy giggled.

“It’s not a date or anything like that,” Frank said, “It’s just 4 people that like to play cards.”

I replied, “I will not allow…”

“Billie just shut up,” Kathy interrupted, “You’re such a party pooper. You just don’t want me to have any fun.”

Three days later Amanda was on her way over to Frank’s place to play bridge. She was wearing a short skirt and a blouse with two buttons undone and no bra. “Isn’t that a little much to wear to a card game?”

“Why Billie, I do believe you’re jealous.”

“What time does this thing end anyway?”

“Frank said they end it at 11 o’clock.”

“OK, then come right home. I don’t want you hanging around there letting Frank or Stan look down your blouse which you make so easy for them by undoing the top two buttons.”

“There is nothing wrong with wanting to look nice. You get upset over the teeniest things.”

She did come home shortly after eleven and told me she had fun and was looking forward to next week’s card game at Stan’s. I said, “I’m looking forward to taking you to bed right now and making love to you.”

“No Billie, you complain all the time and don’t want me to have any fun so why should I give you any sex?” I tried to get her to change her mind by kissing and caressing her. “If you don’t stop bothering me,” she said, “I’m going to make you sleep in the spare bedroom.” When we go to bed she likes to spoon and she knows it gives me an aching hard on but she just calls me a horny goat.

Two days later Frank was over for dinner again. “Tomorrow night is our bowling night. I have already asked Kathy if she wanted to go and she said yes. Now I know you get upset over everything so you can come too and Stan’s wife has a friend who wants to bowl so that will make six of us.”

At the bowling ally Stan’s wife introduced us to Mary. “OK, we have 2 teams of 3 each,” Frank said. “Husbands and wives can’t be partners so my team will be Kathy and Diane, and Stan your team will be Billie and Mary. The losing team has to buy the winning team drinks at the bar afterwards.

Neither Kathy nor I are great bowlers so Frank started giving Kathy bowling tips, like how to hold the ball and how to position herself. He would stand behind her showing her how to stand but he would use that as an excuse to pull her against him and rub himself against her ass.

We played 3 games and they won all three. Each time they would win they would high five and Frank would give Kathy a hug and a kiss.

Later at the bar we sat in a booth for six. On their side Frank sat between Kathy and Diane and on our side Mary sat between Stan and I. Since Stan was by the wall and I was on the isle, I ended up buying all the drinks. After a while I noticed Frank always held his beer in his left hand because his right was always under the table. Kathy was sitting on his right. A couple times after bringing drinks from the bar I noticed that Kathy’s left hand was also under the table, and she is left handed although she would bring it up to reach for her drink but it made me wonder what was going on under the table.

After a while the talk turned sexual with Stan telling us several things they did on their honeymoon making Amanda blush. Frank said to me, “You have a beautiful sexy wife, so go buy another round of drinks so that I can get her drunk and seduce her.”

“What makes you think you have to get me drunk?” Kathy said with a grin, and then to the others, “Billie gets jealous soo easily, I just love teasing him.” I was getting very annoyed.

When we got home I was still mad at Kathy so we got ready for bed in silence. Kathy lying beside me said she had a good time tonight. That was too much so I said angrily, “What were you and Frank doing at the bar; it looked to me like he was feeling you up?”

“What gave you a silly idea like that?”

“Frank is right handed but he held his beer in his left hand and his right was under the table on your side.”

“That would be very naughty of him, wouldn’t it; feeling me up right in front of my husband. He would have to be a very bad boy to play with my pussy with you sitting less than four feet away.” She reached over and lightly stroked my cock. I got hard instantly.  “Why Billie, you have a big stiffy; does it turn you on to think about Frank and I having sex?”

“No it doesn’t; it makes me mad.”

“You say that but I don’t believe you. I know Amanda used to suck him off a lot and I bet he misses that. Do you think I should do that for him, hmm?” While she talked she tightened her hand on my cock and stroked me faster. I groaned and came all over her hand. “You are such a liar.”

Thursday night she was off to Stan’s place for their weekly card game. She didn’t get home until 12:30. “I thought these bridge games were supposed to be over by eleven.”

“They were; actually about 10:30. Stan said it was still early so we had time for another game, strip poker. He had been giving Diane and me vodka cocktails all night, so we were feeling pretty good and we said OK. Neither one of us are good poker players so we were soon down to just our panties. When the guys lost they took off their pants first because they wanted us to see their bulges and the second time they lost they took off their underwear so we would see their cocks. Men are so predictable. Anyway they were ogling our tits while both of them still had their shirts and socks on. Diane lost the next hand but she said she was not taking off her panties so Stan said she could give him a hand job instead. It was decided that since Diane and I were the losers that both of us would give the winners a hand job. At first the winners wanted blow jobs but when we refused they settled for a hand job. So Diane jerked off Stan and I jerked off Frank.”

She waits until we are in bed to tell me these things thinking I won’t get mad if she caresses my cock while she tells me the story. How wrong she was. “That’s it; no more card games and I don’t want Frank coming over here any more. Now how about doing something for me? It’s been over two weeks.”

“You make me mad and then you expect me to give you some sex? I don’t think so.”

A couple days later Kathy called me at work. Frank broke his leg and hurt his back on the construction site he was working on. He had a cast put on in the hospital and she was going there to pick him up and take him home. She said when I was through work to go to Frank’s place because she would be their making dinner for all of us. When I got there Frank was upstairs in his bedroom and Kathy was busy in the kitchen. “So what happened?” I asked.

“Frank fell two floors and broke his leg and hurt his back. The doctor said trauma like that could affect his heart and there was danger of a heart attack so he would need 24 hour care until the danger passed. He was going to assign a nurse to look after him but I said I would do that. I’m sure that’s what Amanda would have wanted.”

“But what about my wants?”

“It’s all about you isn’t it? Your best friend is upstairs lying in pain and all you can think about is your next meal. I can’t believe how selfish you are.”

“He is not my best friend, he never was, and does that mean you are sleeping over here too?”

“Duuh, that’s what 24 hour care means. You can come over here after work for your dinner and again in the morning for your breakfast.”

“I don’t like this whole idea, and you can’t sleep nude over here the way you do at home.”

“I’m way ahead of you. This afternoon I bought pajamas. After dinner I’ll model them for you. Look it won’t be so bad; you don’t have to go home right after dinner. You can stay here to about ten at night and we can watch TV together as long as we keep the sound low so that I can go to him if he calls me.”

It seamed strange to be having dinner with my wife in another mans house. After dinner she prepared a tray for Frank to take up to his room and said it would be a big help if I cleaned up the kitchen and did the dishes while she sat with Frank.

I did as she asked, did the cleanup, and sat in the living room waiting for her to come down. I could hear the murmur of conversation and a couple times his laugh. He didn’t sound all that sick to me.

When she came down she was wearing her new pajamas. They were silky baby dolls so sheer that you could see her nipples clearly and the shadow of her pussy. “You are not wearing something like that over here,” I blurted out.

“Why, would you rather have me sleep naked in Frank’s bed? She sat down beside me on the sofa and started kissing me while she massaged my already stiff cock. She moved my hand to her breasts and let me caress her for a while.  All the time I was doing that she was slowly jerking my cock but she was not doing it fast enough or holding me tight enough to make me cum.

“I know we haven’t had sex in a while, but you know how vocal I get when I get fucked and I have to leave Frank’s bedroom door open in case he calls me but we can do something else. Remember before we got married I wouldn’t let you fuck me but I let you suck me and then I would jerk you off? We can do that again. I’m feeling horny right now so how about getting down on your knees and lick me.”

That wasn’t what I wanted. That was OK before we were married but now that I’m her husband I want to fuck her; still this was better than no sex at all.

She wanted me to tongue fuck her through her pajamas. My tongue thrusts in her pussy caused the silk pajamas to massage her clit giving her extra thrills. After a while she said, “That’s good Billie but you’re not getting your tongue in far enough. Wait until I slip down my panties, and then you can do a better job.

She liked what I was doing and her Ohh, Ohh, Ohh’s, as she yanked my hair pulling my head to her pussy and then there was her Aaahs as she came all over my face. Relaxing in the afterglow of her orgasm she still held my mouth on her pussy while I gave her gentle licks. “Well Billie, it’s time you went home because I need to check on Frank.”

“But wait, you promised to jerk me off.”

“Oh alright.” Using just her fingers she lightly stroked my cock. It felt good but this was not going to get me off.

“Kathy I need you to hold my cock with your whole hand and hold me tighter and do it faster.” She gripped me much tighter, almost painful and jerked me hard like she was trying to pull my dick off. “Wait Kathy, that’s too hard.”

“Oh, forget it; first it’s to slow and then it’s to fast; I don’t know what you want. It’s time you went home anyway, I just heard Frank call me. I’ll see you in the morning.”

The next morning when I went over Kathy had my breakfast ready. “I’m sorry there’s no bacon for you; I only had 2 pieces left and Frank loves bacon. I was still feeling kind of depressed but Kathy was happy. “I want to tell you something I did last night and again this morning, but I won’t tell you unless you promise to forgive me and you won’t get mad.”

“I’m not going to promise anything. Tell me first what you did.” I said angrily.

“No, I try to be open and honest with you and all you do is yell at me.”

“OK, you can tell me but I’m not promising anything.”

“When Frank goes to the bathroom I have to hold his cock for him. The 1st time he tried it he pissed all over the floor and I had to clean it up. His back is stiff so he can’t see what he is doing, so I hold his cock and aim it the right way. You’re not mad at me are you?”

“Of course I am, you’re my wife and you’re holding another mans cock. So did you give him a better jerk off than you gave me last night?”

“Of course not honey, he’s not even stiff, at least not like he is when I climb in bed with him at night.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Frank gets night chills so we cuddle. It helps him go to sleep.”

“But you don’t even cuddle with me.”

“That’s because you don’t get night chills.”

I left for work annoyed at Kathy and mad at Frank. When I got home that night I was still angry that I had to go to Frank’s place to get my dinner from my own wife. After our dinner I did cleanup while she took dinner up to Frank. I sat in his living room waiting for her to come down, but I could hear Frank’s chuckles and her giggles. It sure didn’t sound like he was in much pain.

When she came down she said, “I did something last night and again this morning but I won’t tell you unless you promise to forgive me and not get mad.”

“I know I know you held his cock while he peed.”

“So do you promise to listen to me without interruption, forgive me for what I did and not get mad or are you just saying that?”

“I promise, I promise, just go ahead and tell me,” I said with a sigh.

“Last night when I got in his bed I lay on my side and pushed my bum against him the way I usually do, only this time he pushed his bare cock between my legs. Now usually he sleeps with his boxer shorts on but this time I could tell right away he was naked. One of his hands came around me to hold my tits and he whispered in my ear that he needed sexual relief. I told him I didn’t think you would approve. He said he had an aching hard on and it was a nurses duty to relieve pain.

He told me his back was still too sore to move very much so he wanted me to pretend he was fucking me in the ass and push my bum back and forth in a fucking motion to get him off. I felt sorry for him so I agreed. After a few minutes he said he was not getting enough stimulation to get off so he wanted me to take off my panties so he could rub his cock against my pussy. I did that for him lifting my ass a little so that his cock could rub against my pussy.

Several minutes later he complained it’s still not enough. He was going to lie on his back and he wanted me to get on top, put his cock in my pussy and fuck him because he couldn’t do it because of his back. I said I was sure you would object to that. He replied that I couldn’t get him sexually excited and then leave him with a hard on. He told me it was my job to fuck him until he blasted his cum in my cunt to give him the relief he needed, and then he could go to sleep relaxed. He said I wasn’t having sex with him; I was just giving him a treatment. What he said made a lot of sense so I did it and it felt exciting to ride up and down on his cock while he lay on his back and played with my tits. It didn’t take him long to fuck his cum deep in my pussy.

“What, you mean he …”

“Now honey, you promised to forgive me and not interrupt remember?

“His cock slipped out of my pussy but he still wanted me to lie on top of him and kiss and hug him until he went to sleep.

“This morning he wanted another treatment so we did it again. It must have been a while since he fucked a girl because that’s twice he flooded my pussy with his cum before I could have an orgasm. So honey, you know how much I love it when you suck my pussy and right now I need it soo bad, so I want you to be a good husband and suck me until I have a delicious orgasm.”

After Billie’s tongue made her cum she thought, I like the idea of two husbands, one to fuck me and one to suck me.