Chapter 34: Is it Cuckolding or Wifesharing?! (18+)

[POV not Severus!!]

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My wife, Esme, and I have been married for nearly 100 years. We have what I perceive to be a perfect marriage. That is not to imply we never argue or become annoyed with each other. We do, although it is usually short-lived and caused by exhaustion in one of our parts. Although we don't share all of the same hobbies, we do share core beliefs, which I believe is what determines a couple's compatibility.

I would describe our sex life as excellent, and I hope Esme would do the same. Although I wouldn't call us kinky, we have plenty of variation in the bedroom. When I say we're not kinky, I mean we are not into bondage, S&M, partner switching, and the like, but we're not hesitant to try new ways to please each other.

We occasionally discuss sexual fantasies... right, I occasionally share fantasies including other people in our sex life, but I also recognize that it's only a fantasy -- one that delights me in theory but probably wouldn't work out so well in practice. Esme and I have been completely faithful to one another throughout our marriage. In truth, Esme has never had intercourse with anybody other than her deceased ex-husband and me.

Perhaps this has fueled my fantasies. Esme is quite talented in bed, but no other man has been as fortunate to experience her magical hands, amazing tongue, or... well, you get the picture. I am turned on by the thought of her sexually gratifying another man. I mentioned this to Esme, but she believes that if we pursued this fantasy, we would be disappointed and regret it. I thought about it and decided I'm not secure enough to let another man to have sexual relations with my wife.

However, all has changed since last evening; while I've been thinking about this more regularly in recent months, and it has been exciting me, she had no reason to entertain the concept and carry it out. But yesterday, a friend of ours named Severus dropped some interesting information, which would undoubtedly lead to her having sex with another man.

Vampires can only become pregnant out of wedlock, and there's no other way around it; if they want to have children of their own, at least one of us must be living, but the circumstances under which we met weren't quite perfect.

When I met Esme, she was on the verge of death from heart failure, and I was compelled to embrace her in the hospital morgue, where she had been accidentally delivered following a botched suicide attempt. We had never been romantically involved before, but we gradually fell in love in the following years.

Yesterday, when Severus went with Edward, we had some fantastic conversation and laughs. When we eventually excused ourselves, and went to our bedroom, she pushed me onto my back and began kissing my chest and working her moist sensual kisses down my stomach, making me tremble with anticipation of how far she would go.

On a side note, having a bed is pointless because we never sleep, but we do it out of habit and a desire to maintain some semblance of connection with our past as humans.

Within seconds, my dick was stiff and ready to burst through my underpants. When Esme's mouth touched my underwear, she slid her tongue beneath the band and along the top of my penis.

*Moan*

I knew I was about to be presented to a beautiful gift, but I didn't understand why she was so horny.

Although Esme is eager to please me with her mouth, it is only on special occasions that I end up cumming in her mouth. The reasoning is straightforward. A hard cock in Esme's mouth, or in her hands, causes her to become extremely horny, and she feels compelled to quit sucking it because she wants it in her wet pussy.

I've been extra aroused since we moved to Forks since we never had time for us. Esme removed my underwear and gently rubbed her fingers over my balls. With her other hand, she stroked my aching cock. She then questioned how I'd react if she did this to another man. This made me even more enthralled, but I assumed she was mocking me to turn me on.

Then she surprised me by agreeing to go through with my plan this weekend, but only once -- no intercourse involved, and only if Severus agreed. She then kneeled on the bed between my knees, lowering her head over my rock-hard dick, which she held upright with her right hand while rubbed my balls with her left.

As she curled her thin and sensual lips around the head of my penis, I thought it was about to burst. She then began to slowly slide her lips up and down my shaft, bringing my penis deeper into her mouth with each stroke. This was too much for me after several days of no sexual activity.

My first jet of cum shocked Esme with its forceful entry into the back of her throat. The second and third shots were equally powerful, as Esme increased the speed of her head movement and drove my cock deeper in her throat. My big load was too much for her tiny mouth, but that did not deter her.

As she continued to suck my dick, my semen poured from the corners of her lips, down my pulsing shaft, and over my balls. The sensation of my own warm cum trickling down my private parts intensified the enjoyment of my last few explosions.

As my long and violent orgasm passed, Esme gradually stopped moving her head, but she maintained my cock in her mouth until my hardness faded. She then crawled up on my stomach, kissed me, and whispered, "Hope you are satisfied, darling". I'm embarrassed to admit that I was so exhausted by the "special treatment" that I couldn't return the favor that night, and I fell asleep like a log.

The next day, we woke up and started planning our fantasy weekend, and I had to invite Severus. We didn't get very far into the planning before we were both aroused enough to pause for a passionate session of love making. However, we eventually worked out our fantasies and began to make arrangements.

I had one of the most embarrassing conversations of my life with an adolescent who is just about 18 years old, and I had to explain to him what we wanted him to accomplish and how we wanted it done. But Severus was open-minded and agreed with a brilliant grin on his face; at one point, I was inclined to punch him, but I remained cool.

We made plans for Friday night at a luxurious hotel in Forks. The goal was for her to charm a man in the hotel bar, a man traveling on business from out of town, while Severus played the role of this stranger we'd never see again.

As an added precaution for Esme's safety, we created a plan in which she would telephone me when she arrived at the hotel room and establish a live phone link. This would allow me to hear her if she called for a stop, as well as provide me the added excitement of being able to listen in on whatever was happening.

We checked at the hotel early in the evening, and Esme started getting ready. Esme is 5'6" and weighs only 100 pounds. She has the perfect build of a 20-year-old, with a slender waist that bends nicely outward over a gorgeous set of narrow hips and a marbelous ass. What does it mean to be "marbelous"? It's a beautiful thick ass that deserves to be etched into marble so that future generations can appreciate it forever. I suppose nowadays it is called being a PAWG, or something like that.

Esme dressed for the evening in a dark gray work suit (bought specifically for the occasion), with a slightly too short skirt. She wore a sleeveless white shirt under her jacket, revealing her shapely arms and shoulders. It was unbuttoned far enough in the front to reveal some skin, but not to seem unprofessional. Esme wore her skimpiest Victoria Secret panties, which had a somewhat see-through front. She wore 3" black heels to highlight her well-defined, feminine calf muscles.

We were ready to go, and Esme looked amazing, she was sex incarnate. She went down to the hotel bar at 7:30 p.m. and found a stool in the corner. I arrived about 15 minutes later, sat about 5 seats down the bar, and pretended not to know her. The bar was not particularly crowded. In reality, the only guys present were some businessmen in their 60s discussing business.

Esme seemed much less nervous, than myself and so I asked the bartender to get me a glass of wine. Only when I held the glas in my hand did I remember that drinkning it is pointless to me. 

Around 8:15, the bar became increasingly full, but the people who approached Esme were all sent away politely because only on guy was lucky enough to pick this rose this evening. When I saw how often Esme's being approached by other men I began to doubt that the idea is a good one, but I decided to be patient and wait a little longer, and see how it goes.

Approximately 20 minutes later, the man we were waiting for entered, and he was gorgeous. I am unsure how he did it, but Severus was physically impressive as he entered, and everyone looked at him at the same time. I assume he was taller than 6'2" at the very least, with a muscular, athletic physique, and wore a stylish British coat. His white hair was cut into a whole new style that made him look slightly older, and he was slightly tanned. How did he get a natural tan in less than a week? I think magic has way too many unfair advantages over us normal gents when it comes to dating. Instead of approaching Esme directly, he took a seat at the bar across from her. I saw Esme look up at him, waiting for him to approach her, and he swiftly returned her glance, but only gave her a naughty smirk. He ordered himself a beer as Esme kept looking at him, and I saw her cheeks blushing, but did not know what was going on.

After about 5 minutes, the bartender brought Esme a glass of full of blood, but how the hell is no one reacting to the smell, and how did he make the man do it willingly. I noticed the bartender say something to Esme, and she looked across the bar at Severus, smiled, and nodded her head in gratitude. At this moment, Severus rose from his seat, moved across to Esme's side of the bar, and sat in the barstool beside her.

He introduced himself to Esme. "Severus Ulysses Prince, at your service.", well, I can't say that I am blind to his charme because I myself have pulled this exact move in my younger years quite often.

Ironically, or because he wants to taunt me he introduced himself as a doctor from LA that is in Forks because of being invited to a marriage, and the little shit had even a wedding ring on his finger, as if being married and a doctor would make it any safer for us.

Esme and Severus talked for about 30 minutes, with a few laughs sprinkled in. I could tell they were having a great time together, and the expression in Esme's eyes indicated that she was really interested in Severus. I knew Severus enjoys flirting because of the way he chats to Alice and teases Rosalie, but witnessing him do the same with my own wife is kind of exciting.

As I glanced over, I observed Esme whispering something into Severus' ear. She placed her hand on his thigh and grinned. She did not remove it, and he did not appear to protest. I then noticed her fingers sliding back and forth, getting closer to the inner of Severus' leg.

Severus clearly enjoyed this, as seen by the bulge in his pants. Esme rose from her barstool, moving between Severus' knees and closer to him as he sat on his bar stool. I couldn't believe what I was seeing as my conservative wife reached out and squeezed whatever was generating the bulge in Severus's pants. She then moved her fingers down the length of the bulge, between his legs, and back up. She did this three or four times as she brought her body closer to his.

Esme then whispered something in Severus's ear before leaving to go to the restroom, and on her way back, Esme swiftly handed me a tiny plastic bag as she returned to Severus. I peeked inside and saw her small Victoria Secret underpants. I then reached inside and discovered that the crotch of the underwear was completely drenched. There were now three of us at the bar in a highly aroused state, one of whom was not wearing underpants.

She took a seat next to Severus and resumed their conversation. This time, Severus got up and positioned himself between Esme's knees. Severus soon had his hand on Esme's thigh and was returning the favor, his fingers creeping over Esme's skirt line. Esme's knees moved further apart. As they walked, Severus' hand went up the inside of Esme's thigh.

Because of the way Esme and Severus were positioned, neither I nor the other bar patrons had the finest view, but when I saw Esme's hips shift slightly up and forward, I knew Severus had just discovered what she wasn't wearing. Esme's eyes closed, and her cheeks flushed scarlet as Severus gently touched her swelling clit.

Esme's increasingly wet pussy practically invited Severus's next action. As he inserted his middle finger deep into her cunt, Esme's hips began to gyrate slowly and gently, fucking his finger right there on the barstool. She felt she needed to take control of the issue before it became an embarrassing scene. Esme quickly whispered something into Severus's ear, and they abruptly stood up and exited the pub.

About 5 minutes later, the bartender informed me that there was a call for me, so I stood up and went back to my room to answer the call. There was a call from Severus and Esme's room, but no one said hello when I answered. Esme simply said, "Everything's fine." As planned, Esme called me, left the connection open, and told me how she felt about going forward with what we planned. 

I didn't hear any conversation, but there were rustles. I then heard the distinct sound of a belt being undone, followed by the click of a zipper and the rustle of garments. It was evident that my vision was about to come true, and it was even more exhilarating than I had imagined. My dick was pressing firmly against the inside of my jeans.

I heard Esme's voice. She let out a brief sigh and asked, "My God, you are so big and hard -- can I help in any way?" Severus responded, "What you're doing with your hands is perfectly fine," and let out a faint moan. Esme said, "Like this." Severus's moans became more intense as I listened. I was quite proud of my wife. She had another guy's cock in her fingers and was stroking him off well.

I waited for the sounds of a stranger cumming under my wife's excellent supervision, but Severus's ecstatic sounds faded briefly. I heard more rustling, followed by kissing and moaning from Severus. I was fairly convinced what was going on now.

The kissing noises were eventually replaced by stronger sucking noises, and I could feel my own climax approaching as Severus' moans became more intense. Esme was about to receive a stranger's load in her mouth, and I couldn't contain my excitement.

However, the shouts of ecstasy receded without reaching the predicted climax. I then heard 30-40 seconds of rustling, followed by Esme's demand for Severus to be a nice boy and lie on his back. I then heard "ooohhhhs" from both Severus and Esme. It sounded like there was some 69 action going on, and my excitement level rose again.

The grunts and groans grew louder during the next two minutes. I then heard Severus say, "That's nice -- nice and slow," to which Esme replied, "Is it slow enough?"

It occurred to me that there couldn't be any oral sex because their voices were so clear. My wife had definitely mounted Severus's hard pole and was gradually riding up and down his now slick, fully engorged shaft. This was not what we had agreed on, and I had no idea what to think or feel. I should have felt betrayed, but the excitement was too strong.

I could now hear Severus's dick splashing in and out of my wife's very moist pussy. I could even discern the pace of the action from the sounds. As the rhythm quickened, I could hear Esme's lovely ass smacking against Severus's thighs as she landed hard on his huge cock, ensuring every last centimeter of his manhood made it into her. This continued on for several minutes until I heard the very familiar, but faint, sound of Esme having an orgasm.

The sounds of heavy breathing ceased, followed by more movement on the bed and a comment from Severus that it was Esme's turn on her back. Quickly, the sounds of a wet pussy being pounded by a rock hard cock returned, along with the sound of Severus's balls slamming against Esme's tight ass. I couldn't believe the speed. Severus was fucking Esme silly. Esme's moans were increasingly audible, and she begged to be fucked harder and deeper.

I then heard something I had never heard from Esme before. I'm not sure if she was doing it for my enjoyment or because she had completely lost control. She started shouting "yeeesssss", "yeeeessss". And I mean screaming. Followed by "fuck me good with that big cock of yours, Sev, give me what my hosband cannot!" "Oh god, I'm cooooommmming," and a loud and sustained moan -- more of a scream. Esme's hips arched up to meet Sev's, and she clutched his powerful muscular ass to pull him further in. Her body convulsed in an earth-shattering climax.

The sounds of sex continued as Severus's loud moans indicated that he couldn't take much more. I heard Esme's words of encouragement and realized for the first time that she was completely bent on milking Sev's cock dry with her tight, wet pussy. "That's it—give it to me," Esme urged, continuing to draw him in with both hands on his ass. Then I heard Severus cry out with a loud protracted "aaaaaaaggggghhhhhh take it bitch!" and I knew my wife's pussy was about to be flooded with another man's come.

Severus kept forcing his hips forward into Esme, who arched her back to meet his downward thrusts. As his extended orgasm proceeded, she made sure to get every last drop of cum out of his balls.

Esme then said, "Ohhhh, ohhhh, I'm cumming again." Fuck me. I want all of your cum inside of me. Oh god -- yesssss, yesssss --- ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." Severus slammed down into Esme's body with each of his final strokes, driving the breath out of her lungs and amplifying the sound of her shouts of pure pleasure.

Esme and Severus sank onto the bed in each other's arms, breathing deeply.

The sounds and images in my head were too much to take. I had just removed my dick from my pants when a massive spray of sperm erupted across the room. I dropped on the bed, breathing deeply. I looked at the clock. It was shortly after 11:00 p.m. when I fell asleep with the phone still on.

I was awakened at 1:30 a.m. when Esme walked into my hotel room. I wondered why it had taken her so long to return, but I rushed out of bed to meet her. She seemed a little disheveled. Her hair was messy, and the front of her blouse was untucked. It was no surprise that she had an active night. I greeted her at the door, hugged her, and told her that I loved her. 

"Severus, wants this to be just the start." She tells me shyly, and I can feel my cock harden almost immediatly at the thought of my own wife being someone else's cumslut.

I could tell she was feeling embarrassed, but I told her that everything was fine. A gave her a chaste peck on the lips and quickly comprehended why she hadn't returned to the room sooner. Her lips had a faint semen-like taste. My nasty wife had thanked Severus and took one last load of his sperm -- this time in her mouth -- before returning to the room. I gave her another lengthy hug, and she went to the shower to freshen up.

I got my wish of seeing my wife pleasuring another man. I expected a great hand job or some oral sex, but Esme gave me much more. Esme also had the opportunity to have another man work her over. This was the most sexy and kinky night I've ever had. We agreed priorly that this was a one-time event, but I have a nagging sensation that the experience may leave Esme more open to future experimentation.

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