Your Idea: A Husband's Cuckold Fantasy Brutally Unfolds In Front Of Him

Revised Edition. Bigger, Longer, Harder

When I forgot to clear my browser history, I thought my marriage was about to explode. Instead, Emma found the videos—wives on their knees, husbands filming, strangers using them however they wanted—and something inside her woke up.

We’d always been ordinary. I wasn’t the jealous type, or at least I pretended not to be, and Emma was never the center-stage kind of woman. She’d barely given me a blowjob in years. But the night she caught me watching KatieHotwife getting spit-roasted, Emma didn’t yell, didn’t blush, didn’t walk away. She smiled like she’d just discovered a locked door—and wanted to know what was behind it.

Everything escalated before either of us could pretend it hadn’t changed us. Emma went from quiet wife to kneeling on the patio with our neighbor’s thick cock filling her mouth while I watched from above—helpless, shaking, harder than I’d ever been. She swallowed him, let him finish on her face, then looked up at me with a grin that rewrote our marriage. And when she finally took me in her mouth—after years of refusing—she pulled away just before I finished and whispered, “That’s for the big ones, babe.”

Jealousy. Humiliation. Arousal. Power. We weren’t just playing with the fantasy anymore. We were falling into it.

Now the only real question is how far Emma plans to take us—and how much she’ll make me watch.