Eating Cum From Boss On Wifes Pussy

The Room Next Door: A Naughty Cuckold Tale

I sat at my desk, the seconds ticking by with agonizing slowness as I waited for what was to come next. My wife, the beautiful and seductive Lisa, had agreed to a proposition from her boss. A few weeks ago, in a moment of desperation to keep her job at the struggling startup where she worked as a secretary, Lisa had agreed to be her boss’s personal sex toy.

At first, I thought it was a joke. But then the messages started coming, a flood of texts and photos that left me both disgusted and aroused. My wife, bent over her desk, her skirt hiked up while her boss, a-fat older man named Bill, fucked her from behind. Lisa’s face, contorted in ecstasy as Bill’s thick cock stretched her tight pussy. And my favorite, Bill’s office chair, stained with Lisa’s arousal after a long afternoon of fucking.

But tonight was different. Bill had invited us over to his house for dinner and an “special event.” Lisa had insisted that I come along, saying that Bill wanted me to join in on the fun. I didn’t know what to expect, but I couldn’t deny the flutter of excitement in my gut at the thought of watching my wife with another man.

We arrived at Bill’s house a few minutes late, and I could hear the muffled sounds of music and laughter coming from inside. Lisa smoothed her short skirt and adjusted her blouse before ringing the doorbell. Bill answered almost immediately, wearing nothing but a silk robe and a wicked grin.

“Lisa, darling,” he said, pulling her into a deep kiss. “And you must be the husband.” Bill looked me up and down, his eyes lingering on my body. “Come in, come in. We’ve got a surprise for you.”

He led us into the living room, where several other couples were sitting around, sipping champagne and chatting. I recognized some of them from Lisa’s work, but there were a few unfamiliar faces as well. Bill led us over to the far corner of the room, where a large table was set up.

“Tonight,” he said, pointing to the table, “we’re going to have a little fun with Lisa.” He looked at me, his eyes gleaming with mischief. “I want you to watch as I fuck your wife right here on this table, in front of everyone. And then, when I’m done, I want you to clean up my cum from her pussy.”

I felt my cock twitch at the thought, even as my stomach turned with jealousy and shame. Lisa was already stripping off her clothes, her toned body on full display. Bill stripped as well, his thick cock already hard and ready. He grabbed Lisa and bent her over the table, spreading her legs wide.

I watched in awe as Bill slid his cock into my wife’s tight pussy, her moans filling the room. He pounded into her hard and fast, his balls slapping against her ass with each thrust. Lisa was lost in ecstasy, her fingers digging into the table as she was fucked within an inch of her life.

And then, just as suddenly, Bill pulled out. He stood up, his cock throbbing and dripping with Lisa’s arousal. “Clean up her pussy,” he ordered, pointing at me. “Lick every last drop of my cum out of her.”

I hesitated for a moment, but the thought of tasting my wife’s pussy, filled with another man’s cum, was too much to resist. I dropped to my knees and buried my face between Lisa’s legs, my tongue delving deep into her hot, wet cunt.

The taste was incredible, a musky, salty flavor that I couldn’t get enough of. I licked and sucked, savoring every drop of Bill’s thick cum as it coated my tongue. Lisa moaned above me, her fingers tangled in my hair as I ate her out.

Finally, when I had licked her clean, Bill pushed me away. “Good boy,” he said, patting me on the head like a dog. “Now, let’s get on with the real fun.” He turned to Lisa. “Get on your knees and suck my cock. Show your husband how a real man fucks.”

Lisa dropped to the floor, taking Bill’s thick cock into her mouth. She sucked him hard and fast, her head bobbing up and down as she buried his cock in her throat. Bill fucked her face, his hands gripping her hair as he used her mouth for his pleasure.

And then, with a grunt, he came. His cum shot down Lisa’s throat and onto her face, coating her lips and chin. Lisa swallowed what she could, but some of it dripped down onto her tits, glistening in the light.

Bill pushed her away and turned to me. “Now, you. Clean up her face like a good cuckold husband.” I hesitated for a moment, but the sight of my wife, covered in another man’s cum, was too much to resist. I leaned in and started licking Bill’s cum off of Lisa’s face, savoring the salty taste.

Lisa moaned as I licked her clean, her fingers digging into my hair. Bill watched us, his cock already hard again. “We’re nowhere near done, my friends,” he said, a wicked grin on his face. “This is going to be a long night.”