Part 2: Lust's Double Edge— A Cuckold Husband & Wife Journey

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Uh, what do you mean mystery man, he asked. Emily smiled coyly. Jack, honey, I've been checking on your computer.

I know everything, she replied. Jack's heart skipped a beat as he listened to her words. The bedroom spun around him and he felt faint.

Emily knew about his online chats. Taking a deep breath, he tried to gather his thoughts, play dumb, deny everything, he thought. What? You've been doing what? Checking my browsing history? As Jack processed the information, a range of emotions washed over him.

Her revelation shocked him, made him angry and embarrassed. And yet, his wife, snooping on his online activities, strangely turned him on. I'm uh… I don't know what to say, he mumbled.

Emily reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing her big tits against him. You're upset because I uncovered your little secret? It makes sense that you would feel betrayed, Jack.

But I want you to understand that I'm not mad. I am disappointed though. I expected that you would choose to do this without telling me, without including me.

Jack wondered how much Emily knew about his chatroom conversations and if she was really interested in cuckolding. She seemed to have taken it well. Emily, please, don't be mad at me, please, I'm sorry, Jack begged.

Her expression softened and she cupped his face with her soft hands. I told you darling, I'm not mad. I understand you needed an outlet for your… your desires.

Actually, I'm a little intrigued by this whole cuckolding thing. I'm also interested in the mystery man you've been talking to lately. He seems like a perfect match for you.

But why did you hide it from me? Jack sighed and ran his hand through his blonde hair. I don't know how to explain it, Emily.

It's like a part of me I kept locked away all these years. I'm a different person when I'm in the… the chatroom. I don't have to be the dutiful husband and father all the time and can be… you know, myself.

Emily listened intently, trying to understand where Jack was coming from. She loved her husband deeply and she wanted nothing to ruin their relationship. Don't worry honey, it takes time to understand yourself.

I'm happy for you and I'm willing to help you explore your needs. Completely. She whispered against his ear as her hand brushed his cock.

Looks like talking about it has made you hard, yeah? Jack was now really in shock. This was not how he expected the conversation to go at all.

He thought it was all over. Their marriage. His life.

All of it. What do you mean, Emily? How could you even think about it like that? That's not me.

That's not what I am. Emily sighed, her voice softening as she placed a hand around Jack's neck. I know it's a lot to take in, Jack, but I want to explore this with you.

Together. I'm not saying that we have to do things you don't want to, but I want to understand where you're coming from. And maybe, just maybe, this will bring us closer together again.

Emily's words hung in the air between them, thick with implication. She gently pulled away from him and climbed onto the bed. Jack felt an overwhelming sense of relief.

At least she hadn't screamed at him or threatened to leave him. He wasn't sure what was going to happen next, but he knew that having an honest conversation with Emily was the first step. So let's talk about this, Jack said, wrapping his arm around her waist as he settled beside her on their bed.

I didn't know how to tell you, he continued as he found her lips and kissed them. You said you will help me explore my desires. What exactly does that mean? Emily's eyes drifted closed as she took in a deep breath.

I'm not sure, honey, she said, tucking a strand of her red hair behind her ear. But I want to help you. If you're unhappy with something, we should be able to talk about it and make it better.

Jack nodded slowly. How are we going to do that, he asked, still struggling to process what his wife was saying. Have you found out what he likes to see when he jerks off? She asked him.

Um, well, yes I have, Jack replied. Okay, that's a good start. Let's take some pictures of what he likes then.

Jack's dick suddenly raged harder than before. I really like how the thought of taking pictures for your friend makes your little dick twitch, his wife whispered, while teasingly stroking the tip of his erection. Emily, please, he breathed.

He still couldn't believe that his wife was actually doing this. He never, never thought she'd be into it this much. Don't worry, honey, I'm not just doing this for him.

I want to help you explore this, this need of yours. I want to see you happy, she said, while dipping the soft pad of her index finger into the slit of his dick, making his pre-cum seep out. Jack leaned in for another kiss, his excitement growing with every touch.

He ran his hands over his wife's body, feeling her curves under his fingers. Emily moaned into his mouth, her tongue exploring his. Her hands moved to his chest, feeling his heart racing beneath her fingers.

They broke apart for a moment, both of them breathless. Jack looked into Emily's eyes and saw something that he hadn't seen in a long time. A sparkle of naughty lust.

He pulled her closer, feeling their bodies press together. Their kiss deepened. She traced the muscles in his back before moving down to cup his ass cheek.

Jack groaned into her mouth, his hard dick pressed against her stomach as they kissed. Emily's fingers found the outline of his erection, teasing him with the promise of more. As they broke away for air, Emily whispered, I want you to talk more about him.

Tell me how he turns you on. Her eyes glittered with playfulness, and Jack felt a stronger stirring in his groin. He was dripping profusely.

It was especially arousing to tell his wife his sincere desires. I like how he controls me, how I will give him what he wants. He wanted to see your pussy, your tits, your ass, and even your pretty face, he moaned.

And I let him. Embarrassment soaked over Jack, but he couldn't deny the thrill he felt at admitting such things to his wife. You really like him, don't you? Emily asked, her voice soft and understanding.

Jack nodded, unable to deny the truth. I feel like I know exactly how to make him feel good, he admitted. Let's take some naughty pictures for him, Emily said, getting up from the bed and walking towards the dresser.

She opened the top drawer and began rummaging through it. She slipped on the matching bra to her sexy black thongs. The contrast of the black lace was striking against her porcelain skin.

Emily's hips curved perfectly, her ass incredibly round, at just the right size. Her tummy was still tight, even after the second pregnancy. Her red hair flowed down to the small dip of her back.

She was strikingly beautiful. Jack had seen men stare at his wife all the time when they were out together. Although, since he'd become a cuck wannabe, he was more turned on watching the men enjoy her.

You look hot in that, honey, he said as she sat next to him. I hope he likes it, Emily replied. Jack's cock jerked.

He could already imagine her close to the mystery man, her ample cleavage straining against the fabric of her lace bra as she seduced him. He's got an enormous cock. I saw it in his profile, Emily whispered seductively in his ear.

Jack swallowed hard. Yeah, I saw that too, he replied. You like his big shaved cock, his wife asked him.

Yes, I like his cock, Jack admitted, his voice husky with need. It makes sense, Emily replied with a smile. Considering how you get it hard for him every night, she continued while gently stroking her husband's slippery dick.

That's right, honey, leak your pre-cum while you talk about his sexy cock with your wife. Let's take the pictures, she whispered in his ear. She picked up Jack's phone from the nightstand next to their bed and handed it to him.

What do you want to show him first? She mused. I, well, I guess we could show him your ass.

He really likes your ass, Jack replied to his wife. Emily got on all fours on the bed, arched her back, exposing her luscious ass. She flipped her red hair over her shoulder and said, make sure you get an excellent shot of your wife's ass for your boyfriend, honey.

Boyfriend. The word caused him to freeze again. A flood of lust coursed through his veins and his hands trembled.

He felt like he was in a dream, one in which he had finally found someone who accepted him, someone to help him explore his passions, and that someone was his own wife. Jack propped up his phone and snapped several pictures. Emily changed her pose each time.

Every photo was sexier than the last. Take off your bra, sweetheart. He likes to pump his cock while looking at your tits, Jack said.

He was getting more comfortable with this and Emily was getting more confident. Emily reached back and unsnapped her bra. Her beautiful breasts spilled out.

Jack stared at them, his phone in hand. He snapped a picture of her luscious breasts and Emily moaned with delight, feeling herself growing turned on by the attention. Jack, she murmured.

I need you inside me. Not yet, baby, he said. His voice rough with need.

We should take more pictures for him. For your boyfriend, you mean? She replied with a wink.

Yeah, my boyfriend. But don't you dare say anything about that to anyone, okay? Just to us, Jack said, smiling and leaning in for a kiss.

Emily kissed him back, their tongues intertwining in a sensual dance. Slide your thongs off and lay on your back, honey, Jack whispered. Emily propped her hips up and slid the flimsy material down her shapely legs.

She then spread her thighs wide, exposing her damp pussy. She was wet as a watermelon, her pink core inviting a man to fuck his cum out. Show him your bride's pussy, Jack.

Let him see how your wife spreads on her marriage bed. She was getting more excited about this new relationship with her cuck hubby. She couldn't explain why, but there was just something about cuckolding that made her feel eager.

The adrenaline rush of telling her husband what to do and the thrill of seeing him comply was like a drug to Emily. She also liked that he was getting more relaxed talking about his online boyfriend. I can't wait for you to meet your man, Emily mused.

Her voice loaded with excitement. I'm so curious to see what he's going to make you do. Jack's mind was reeling from the words his wife was saying.

He tossed the phone aside and got between Emily's thighs. Wait, she said. Jack looked at her with curiosity.

What? Something wrong? He asked.

Nothing's wrong, just that I want you to enjoy your orgasm. Properly, she whispered while running her fingers on Jack's chest. What do you mean? Of course, I'm going to enjoy coming in you.

He whispered in her ear. I think you know what I meant, Jack, she said, while playfully pushing him away. I've noticed that you prefer coming with your boyfriend, she added.

She then slid her sexy body from underneath her husband, leaving him surprised and confused. I want you to get on the chat and find your boyfriend. I want you to show him the pictures we took and come with him.

Her demand flabbergasted Jack. He hadn't even moved and was still holding himself up on his knees and elbows as if he was about to enter Emily. His dick stood hard, waving and leaking aimlessly through the air.

He felt a sense of apprehension welling up inside him. He had never thought something like this would come true, but he was happy that Emily seemed totally into it. She was lying on her side of the bed, her sexy legs spread wide while she toyed with her engorged clit.

He slipped his fingers around and stroked his dick. The touch of his hand on his shaft sent a familiar heat through his body. That's a good boy, Emily whispered.

Stroke your dick like a good cuckold. You don't need this pussy. Emily had secretly masturbated after finding her husband's chatroom history.

She didn't get upset or jealous. Maybe it had to do with Jack not having cheated on her with some other woman. Maybe it was something else altogether.

It didn't seem to matter much. All she knew was that it turned her on. Jack was pumping himself into a frenzy.

His eyes were closed and he was picturing the mystery man's sculpted body. Imagine your boyfriend's thick shaved cock, honey, Emily encouraged him. Jack felt an extra jolt of thrill shoot through his frame at the thought.

He closed his eyes. Picturing it was Michael, the mystery man's cock he was stroking. Fuck, honey, this is too much, Jack breathed.

Emily giggled softly. You're not taking him inside you yet. You're just rubbing him on his dick, she teased.

Okay, fine, fine, Jack grumbled, still pulling on his dripping dick. Don't get carried away though, sweetheart, Emily said. Remember that you're going to come after you get your boyfriend off.

With that, Emily closed her pretty legs and gestured her husband to stop jerking. It's about that time, she said, looking at her smartwatch. He should be in the chat room anytime now.

Jack looked at her with eager yet nervous eyes. His heart was racing and he could feel the electricity throbbing through his body. He was about to sex chat with the mystery man while his wife watched him.