Sharing My Husband With My Friend

by Daniel Cuck

  Sharing My Husband with My Friend

  Daniel Cuck

  Sharing My Husband with My Friend Copyright © 2020 by Daniel Cuck. All Rights Reserved. Second Edition

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  This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locals is entirely coincidental.

  My husband kept texting me. He knew I was at work, but he didn’t care. His sexual drive has always been through the roof, and I couldn’t keep up with him. I opened his message. Another dick pic. Fuck. He had the most amazing dick I had ever seen. Not only it was enormous, but it was also really pretty. I was always mesmerized every time I saw it. But it was too much for me. I always had a tight pussy, and it hurt every time he got inside me. We had talked about it, and I understood his frustrations, but I couldn’t do anything to solve them. I couldn’t even deep throat him. We had tried everything. More lube, more saliva, even water. Nothing worked. I wasn’t a good fit for him. He still loved me, but lately, he didn’t even try. He liked to tease me while I was at work, but as soon as I arrived home, he would suddenly be tired. I had to find a quick solution. I’ve asked my friends for advice, but none had a decent one. They all said he just has to get used to it, but I wanted him to be satisfied.

  The work was over. I texted him “I’m coming home Brian, and I have a surprise.”. I didn’t have one, but at least he would get excited. Okay. I’ll try to deep-throat him once more.

  “I’ll be waiting for Martha.” He replied.

  I focused on the road ahead. I lived 20 minutes away from home. Brian had a website, so he didn’t need to leave the house. He usually just went to the gym, watched sports, and sometimes painted. It was his hobby. He said painting calms him down. He can get really aggressive while fucking, to the point he sometimes hurt me. He never did it on purpose. In the end, he said that his last girlfriend enjoyed the pain. I felt diminished, and I wished I was her. I didn’t tell him I enjoyed it. I didn’t even know why but when he said it something inside me was unlocked. I took a deep breath and parked the car near our house. I was a bit anxious. I had promised something, and I had no clue what I was going to do. I knocked on the door, and he opened it. He had a sly smile. He knew what was about to happen. He closed the door and pulled me closer.

  “So, about the surprise…” He said.

  I could see his bulge in his pants. He was already ready. He was never one to waste time. I grabbed his bulge, leaned onto him, and whispered in his ear “go to our bedroom, and take your clothes off.”

  He nodded his head. Before he left, he asked, “What about you?”

  “I just need to go to the bathroom.”

  I didn’t, but I needed a few seconds for my own. I went to the bathroom and looked myself in the mirror. I looked a bit tired, but I was fine. Well, I was pretty, I just wasn’t good enough for him. I washed my face and went to the bedroom. My heart was pumping faster, and my hands were shaky. When I got there, he was sitting on the edge of the bed, and only had his black briefs. There it was the outline of his huge cock. I loved it, and yet I couldn’t show it all my love. I got closer and knelt in front of him. I kissed his dick over his briefs. He loved to be teased, and I always made sure I did everything he enjoyed. I had to. He had a toned body, with a six-pack well defined. I was a lucky woman. My friends always teased me about how lucky I was, and that if I needed some help, they would help me in a heartbeat. I knew they wanted to fuck him, but who wouldn’t? I lowered his briefs, and his huge throbbing cock greeted me. Brian had a sly smile. I grabbed his dick by the base and slowly moved my hand upwards. He leaned his head back and bit his lower lip. He was getting harder. Fuck. I had no idea how to put that in my tiny mouth. I gathered all my courage and wrapped my lips around the tip. He grunted. His voice drove me crazy. I could feel my panties getting wetter. With each grunt, I slid down a bit more. I had barely reached half of it and I was already gagging. He put his hands on the back of my head and tried to pull me closer, but I almost threw up. We had to stop, and I apologized. He said it was okay and started stroking his dick. He looked hot doing it, with sweat falling down his hairless chest. I knew it wasn’t okay, I could see it in his face. He looked bored and annoyed.

  “I can try again,” I said.

  “No need. I can finish on my own.”

  “We can still fuck…” I answered.

  “No. I’m a bit tired.”

  I knew he wasn’t. I felt useless. I knew he still loved me, but when it came to sex, he deserved so much more than me. We tried over and over again, but I still couldn’t give him the pleasure he deserved. He kept acting like he didn’t care but I was afraid someday he would get tired of it and would end up falling on someone else’s arms. Well, that could be the solution. A wild thought sprawled through my mind. What if I found someone that he could fuck? Nothing else, just pure meaningless sex. But I couldn’t choose anyone. It had to be someone I trusted enough for it, and that I knew wouldn’t fuck me over. I thought about all my friends and acquaintances. There was someone. We had been friends for at least 3 years. She had never dated anyone but had a lot of one-night stands. She was the perfect woman for sex. She was the one who had done it everywhere and, in every position, known to mankind. And that wasn’t all. She was smoking hot, brunette with an amazing body. Men drooled over her. Now I just needed to figure out how to approach her. Brian had left the room. I knew he was in the living room; I could hear the television. I gathered all the courage I could before texting my friend, “I need your help.”

  She was one of those people who always texted back quickly. Five minutes had gone by when I got her answer.

  “Sure. What’s wrong?”

  “I don’t know how to say, but you need to promise you won’t judge me.”

  It was weird having such an important conversation through texts. Yet, it was for the better. I didn’t know if I would have the guts to do it in person, and I never enjoyed calling someone.

  “I don’t think I’m in a good position to judge anyone else.” She replied.

  Well, she was right. But this was different, it could be too much.

  “I’m having a problem in bed. I want your help to solve it.”

  “You want some tips? What’s the problem?”

  “You got it all wrong. I don’t want tips. I’ve tried everything. I want… I need you to let my husband fuck you.”

  She didn’t reply right away. 10 minutes went by and nothing. I was getting worried. Did she think I was weird and just ignored me? Or maybe she thought I was mocking her? I could feel my body heating up. I texted her again, “Girl?”. I dropped the phone on my bed, but I kept staring at him. Five minutes later it rang. I was afraid to see her answer. I picked up the phone slowly and pressed the button.

  I took a deep breath before reading it.

  “Are you sure? When, and where?”

  Fuck. This was getting too real. I had to answer. I thought about Brian; I knew he’d love this surprise. It was all for him.

  “Can you come tonight? My house. He doesn’t know anything about it. It’s a surprise.” I replied.

  “Sure. I’ll be there. 9 pm.”

  I thanked her, and that was it. I couldn’t believe it. It was so simple. My heart was still pumping faster than ever. This was crazy. I was eager to see how it would go. I knew I’d get j
ealous, but I believed that in the end, it would be worth it. I’d leave the room to them, and they could do anything they wanted. I’d find someone to do meanwhile. It was a decent plan. I went to the bathroom to take a shower. The water was hot, but I liked to feel the droplets hitting my body. It made me feel alive. I didn’t think I had ever felt so anxious about something. Our life was about to change. Brian and I didn’t talk until it was time for dinner.

  He was a brilliant cook. While he cooked, I put the table. We were a good team outside the bed. That was the only spot where our chemistry never showed up. We both loved teasing, and it was a pity I couldn’t show him how much I wanted all of him inside me. We ate in silence. He had a serious face, and I didn’t want to bother him. He truly had no idea about what was about to happen. I expected him to enjoy my effort. He had to. I was giving him the freedom to fuck someone else. Isn’t that a dream?

  Suddenly, someone knocked on the door. It was still 8:30 pm. Fuck, she arrived earlier, and we were still having dinner. I went to the door and opened it. There she was, and damn, she had come prepared. She had red lipstick, a soft eyeshadow under her eyes, a huge cleavage, a short tight dress, and knee socks. My husband loved knee socks, and I had told our friends about it.

  “Come in. He still doesn’t know anything about it. Try to tease him a bit. Don’t let him know you’re doing it on purpose. Can you do that Brie?”

  “Sure Martha.”

  She walked toward him, leaned in front of him and gave him two kisses on his cheeks. I could see him staring at her boobs. They were squeezed in that tight dress. Even I couldn’t take my eyes off her. She looked amazing. Brian’s eyes wandered off to her legs. He bit his lower lip. I was about to drop the bomb, and I knew he would love it. His bulge was showing up, he could barely keep it his pants. Brie noticed it too and smiled at him. It was like I wasn’t even there. They were in their own world now, and I wasn’t allowed there.

  “Honey, I have something to tell you,” I said.

  Brian looked at me. He was still looking at Brie through the corner of his eye. He couldn’t focus. I had never seen him so distracted.

  “You want her, don’t you?” I asked.

  “WHAT?” he said loudly.

  Brie giggled and tousled her hair.

  “You can have her. That’s why she’s here. I love you, but I know I can’t please you as you deserve it. This is my gift for you. Go for it. Don’t make me regret my decision. I’ll be here while you two have some fun.” I said.

  The words were out there, and there was no coming back. He was still looking at me. He seemed to be confused, but excited. He wasn’t sure if this was a test.

  “Are you sure?” He asked.

  I nodded my head. My heart seemed to be trying to jump out of my chest. My hands were a bit shaky, but I hid them.

  “There’s something else I would like to ask.” He said.

  “What?”

  “I want you to watch. I want you to be there.”

  Fuck. He wasn’t joking. That might be too much for me. I was okay with them fucking, but watching it? I didn’t know what to answer.

  “I won’t mind,” Brie answered.

  They were both staring at me and waiting for an answer. I gulped and said it was okay. Well, I was to deep into this to go back now. I was going to go all the way to end, no matter how hard it would be.

  “I’ll follow you.” I shyly said.

  He got up and grabbed Brie’s hand.

  “I love you.” He muttered, before leading her to our room.

  It didn’t take me more than a few seconds before following them. I didn’t know what to expect, but I hoped it would be glorious. I bought a chair from the kitchen and sat on it.

  She yearned to please him. I could see it in her bright eyes. She wanted this for a long time and now she had him right where she wanted him. She knelt in front of him and opened her mouth. Brie was never one to waste time. He lowered his pants. She looked amazed at it. It was huge. I had told my friend how well endowed he was, but she never thought it would be that big. She kissed the outline of his cock, and it grew his last inch. She was giggling like a high school girl seeing his biggest crush passing by. She took off his briefs and was greeted by a huge, throbbing cock. He sat on the edge of the bed. She grabbed it by the base and slowly moved her hand upwards, and then downwards. She was doing it extremely slowly, almost as if she was trying to torture him. They kept exchanging eye contact. They kept ignoring the fact that I was in the room. They were too lost in their own thoughts, but well, this was all my choice. The window wasn’t closed, and there was a gentle breeze coming in. It was summer so we wouldn’t have to worry about the cold.

  She finally wrapped her lips around his cock, and he let out a loud “Fuck.” He had never done that to me. I felt a bit diminished, but I knew it would be like this. She was there because I wasn’t good for him when it came to sex. He looked at me and winked before leaning his head back. He was loving it. Her lips gently slid down his length and stopped in the middle. She wasn’t gagging, she was still teasing him. He put his hands on the back of her head and trying to pull her closer, but she stopped him. To her, this was all a game, and she wanted to win it. I guess that we saw sex in different ways. I cared about emotions, and she cared about pleasing the other person. She stopped sucking. Her tongue swirled on his tip while she used one hand to caress his balls. Brian’s body was trembling. He had never deal with such pleasure.

  “What you think? Should I put it all in my mouth?” Brie asked me.

  She caught me by surprise. I wasn’t expecting her to include me. I looked at my husband, and he was nodding his head like crazy. He wanted it so bad. It was lovely to see. I couldn’t disappoint him.

  “Yes, please,” I said.

  There was a spark of interest growing inside me. I wanted to see more of them.

  “Thank you, babe.” He said.

  She spat on his cock and used her hands to spread the saliva. She kept stroking him while licking his balls. I had never done that. I thought he wouldn’t enjoy it. But now he was grunting and asking for her to not stop. She looked so enthusiastic. She wasn’t doing it because I asked her to, she was doing it because she loved sex. She spat on it once more, and only after that her lips slid down his whole length. She didn’t stop despite the saliva dripping out of her mouth. She reached the base, and I could hear his cock hitting the back of her throat and her gagging on it. That didn’t stop her. She put her hands on his ass and pulled him closer and deeper. Fuck, it was hot. I had never seen him moaning so loudly. My panties were getting soaked. I started rubbing my legs, making friction, and getting wetter. Damn, it felt good. It had been a while since I had this type of urges. They didn’t notice me. I’d be embarrassed if they did. Brie stopped sucking him. His dick was covered with her saliva and blurred lipstick. He was taking deep breathes, and she was still on the floor. I was impressed with her. I knew she was good, but this was mind-blowing. He helped her get up and threw her onto the bed. She laughed and opened her legs. Her tight dress didn’t let her open wide, but we still could peek and see her gleaming pussy. She pulled him closer, and he promptly took off her knee’s socks, and dress. It had been a while since I saw him so enthusiastic about sex. I was happy for him, despite being a bit jealous. Her boobs jiggled, and he grasped them. She had bigger boobs than I did, and she didn’t mind the pain. Brian pinched her nipples, and she moaned. Her panties had a wet spot right in the middle, and it was growing. Brian leaned onto her, squeezing her boobs, while he kissed her frail neck. He followed the contour of her veins while letting his rough hands explore her naked body. She tried to force him to go down on her, but he was having too much fun. He wanted to keep teasing her. He wanted to break her, and it was extremely hot watching them trying to make the other one surrender at their feet. I couldn’t stop staring. My pants were becoming a huge nuisance, and I unbuttoned them.

  Brian kissed his way down to her panties; at the same time, his fingers w
ere pressed on her neck. He wasn’t being gentle. He was pressing them harder, and she could barely breathe. Yet, she still had a smile on her face. She loved it. They were a perfect match, and I was just me. I could never be like her, and I was okay with it. But I wasn’t sure if he was. He licked her pussy over her panties, and her body shook.

  “Fuck.” She shouted.

  He grasped her inner thighs and kissed the area surrounding them. Brie clutched the sheets, and he had barely started. I was so lucky, and yet I couldn’t make it up to him. Every woman would be lucky to have someone like him, and I knew it. That was why I was so afraid of not being good enough.

  “Please, I can’t endure this anymore,” Brie said, almost begging.

  He snorted and finally took off his panties. They had a string of wetness attached. She was worse than I was. Her pussy was gleaming and there were juices everywhere. She was shaved, and it had an amazing pink color. It was something straight out of porn or an aesthetic magazine. Even I was amazed. I never thought about licking pussy, but that thought crossed my mind. It looked so tasty, fuck. I had to focus. He got closer to her, and his flattened tongue touched every inch of hers, from the outer lips to the bottom, to the clit. There wasn’t a safe place. He almost buried his face in her pussy while licking everything. I had to move the chair. From where I stood, I could only see his dark hair, her amazing boobs jiggling, and her face leaned back while she moaned loudly. I went to the right, and I could see his wet chin, and how focused he was. To him, there wasn’t anything else at that moment that mattered. Only her pleasure, and her moans. I could understand why. They were extremely hot, and they were driving me crazy. She had the sweetest voice. I let my hand slid down my body. I was tired of resisting my own urges. My hands were already inside my panties, and I could feel how wet they were. My fingers were touching the wetness, and a sensation of relief spread through my whole body. Fuck, it felt good. I started rubbing my clit following the sound of Brie’s voice. Every time she moaned loudly, I pressed it harder and bit my lip so I wouldn’t moan too. They didn’t even notice me. They were too distracted with themselves.