Bernadette's Big Bang (fm:slut wife, 5391 words) | |||
| Author: MagpieAmy69 | |||
| Added: Mar 01 2026 | Views / Reads: 796 / 761 [96%] | Story vote: 9.58 (8 votes) | |
| Her husband secretly arranges a tryst for his wife with a local thug and his friends. | |||
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I’m Bernadette, Bernie to my friends; 29, and married to Howard who is 36. Pretty much I’m a girly-girl and dress very femininely (and sexily) whenever I can, especially skirts and dresses. I’m quite busty - 32C, with a round butt to match, which both look bigger than you’d think as I’m only 5ft 1” with long luscious blonde hair and cupid’s bow shaped lips and wear old style glasses.Earlier this year I was promoted to be a Sales Manager for a pharmaceuticals company which meant a hefty pay rise and the opportunity to manage a team of six plus several National Accounts.
My husband who is about the same height as me but skinny as a rake with a ‘bob haircut’ that makes him look like Ringo Starr, is Director of Engineering at a local University. Since my promotion we moved out of the city to the pretty village of Cockerton barely six months ago, where we’d become regulars at the local pub, the Cockerton Arms (known as The Cock by the locals) most weekends and Tuesdays too for the quiz.
Even at our age and having been married for three years we were still very sexually active. I’d loved sex ever since my boobs first appeared as a teenager; but meeting Howard and his imagination took my sex life into the stratosphere.
He’d been a porn addict since his teens and, because of my willingness to ‘try anything once,’ introduced things like cosplay, dressing up, role play, light bondage, sex toys and anal sex to go with my existing love of oral and vaginal sex.
I’m very lucky as my husband feels very lucky to have me, because he’d had a lot of blow-outs before me and now he gets regular blow-jobs. He loves it when I dress sexy on nights out which would lead to hot and sweaty sex afterwards. It was a bit naughty and a bit sad on a Mediterranean holiday last Summer that he would get an instant erection around the pool or on the beach when I went topless, as I excited him but he got just as excited watching men ogling my boobs.
It’s not a big thing (literally) but recently Howard had become self-conscious about the size of his cock. This kind of came about while watching porn one night, followed by me sucking his cock while he fucked me with a very large dildo. He seemed obsessed with the dildo, asking/telling me that I’d love it if ‘the cock was real’ with one ‘just as big in my mouth.’
Not all together an unusual ‘fantasy’, he became fixated on the subject over the next few weeks; suggesting a threesome with someone ‘well endowed’ to ‘fuck me like I deserved’.
In the cold light of day, I tried to convince him that I was happy as we were and the ‘threesome thing’ was a cool fantasy, but it didn’t go away especially if he’d had a drink.
My work brought me in contact with plenty of men; some who hit on me, but I’d never ever been tempted as I loved my husband and the wild sex that he provided.
That said, on my regular stopovers in hotels the erotic literature that I read online coincidentally began to include lots of threesomes and group sex with men with big cocks. I even indulged in watching porn sites for the same subjects. Perhaps I was weakening.
Six weeks ago there was a pool tournament in the bar on the Friday night at The Cock. While a ‘geek’ in every other way; Howie was also quite a good pool player, courtesy of his years as a student I suppose.
We were still ordering drinks when he was called into the bar for his first match. As he disappeared, assuring me that he wouldn’t be long, I looked around for friends to sit with but I couldn’t see anyone from our clique.
“Chesty! Chesty!” A husky man’s voice called out over the din, “Chesty … over here, come and sit with us.”
“Oh shit.” I sighed but smiled in recognition as a tall rough and ready acquaintance of Howie waved me to his crowded table in the corner.
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Very well paced, with enough surprises to keep the "tension" up (haha). A bit fifferent from most drunken husban cuckold stories -- I liked it.
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