Making Him Watch Her Video Tape

David knew as soon as he got home from work that his wife, Sophie, had cuckolded him that day.

She was in the conservatory, stretched out at ease in her comfy wicker chair. The hot sun streamed through the green leaves, and shone on to Sophie’s long athletic legs, making them a rich golden brown. Her legs were crossed and she dangled a strappy sandal from her painted toes. She wore a tiny petal-pink dress with white lace at the hem and around her perfect tanned breasts. In her deep cleavage hung a little golden key which opened, or didn’t open, her husband’s chastity cage. Her shining nut-brown hair fell luxuriously over her shoulders, her narrowed eyes were dark with mascara, and her smiling lips were painted glossy pink.

Sophie smirked at David as she sipped a large glass of chilled white wine. He knew the look of triumph in her eyes, and his heart sank when he saw she was already takeing. It could make her very cruel. He sniffed the air for her sweet perfume as she raised a slender eyebrow at him over the rim of her glass. She had certainly made an effort today.

“Welcome home, David”, Sophie sighed sweetly. “Hard day at work?”

“Okay. Have you been… having fun here?”

“Hmmm. Have I been having fun? “ Sophie strained to contain a smile, but burst into a bright, triumphant grin. She let her sandal drop from her toe, then spread her bronzed thighs as she dragged it back towards her with a dainty foot. She sipped her wine again as she looked into her husband’s eyes. She wanted to keep him in suspense.

“Well, now”, she went on softly, “let me tell you about my day. After you had run my bath and gone to work, I had a good, long soak. Then I slipped into my little vest and shorts, and went to the gym. It was a pretty nice workout. I have a new instructor- this huge, muscley black guy. His name is JJ. He’s pretty hot. He worked me pretty hard and I was sweaty when we finished. My pussy was wet, too, David. He managed to get his lovely strong hands all over my body. Of course I hardly complained. He asked me out for lunch. I told him to pick me up for dinner this weekend. God, was I horny when I got home. I kept thinking about all of his huge muscles, and his hands on my skin, and how big his black dick must be…”

Sophie laughed to herself happily, as she sipped her wine. She ran her manicured fingernails along her smooth thigh, to the lacy hem of her short dress. She gave her husband a smouldering look, and beckoned with her beautiful eyes to the ground before her. David stepped warily forward, and knelt on the hard stone floor, between his wife’s lovely legs.

“Anyway, since you and your tongue weren’t around, I went straight upstairs by myself. I found that 10” black vibrator I made you buy for me to use on your ass, and I settled down to lube it up and give myself a little much deserved pleasure. I was just sliding it deep into my hot pussy- thinking about JJ fucking me with his big black cock this weekend- when the fucking phone rang.” Sophie gripped her husband’s hair, and pushed his face down to her pretty toes. David began to softly kiss and lick them.

“Who do you think was on the phone, David? Hmmm?” She grinned at David in delicious cruelty.

“Um, I dunno.”

David’s wife slapped him hard across the cheek with the back of her free hand, breaking his skin with her glittering diamond engagement ring.

“I think I fucking asked you a question. Why don’t you guess, moron?” Her anger flared and cooled in seconds.

“Yes, yes, my Princess. Was it one of your boyfriends?”

“One of my boyfriends? Hmm. That’s a pretty clever guess, since I do have a lot of boyfriends, don’t I David? I need them to satisfy my needs. Can you remember why that is?” Sophie purred.

“Because I am so inadequate as a man, Princess”.

“Well done! You are hardly a ‘man’ at all, are you my little cuckold? Well, maybe you would like to narrow it down and guess which of my boyfriends was on the phone?” She toyed with the key between her breasts as she spoke, and stared down at David through the wine in her glass.

“Er…was it Dan?” He croaked. Sophie was making his cock strain painfully in its cage.

“No, it wasn’t Dan. I know Dan has been relaxing with me a lot lately. That’s because he has a gorgeous 19 year old body, and he can fuck for hours. In fact, he is going to stay with us for a few days in a couple of weeks. Won’t that be nice? But no, this was more of a lovely surprise. Guess again”. Sophie smiled.

David looked at his wife warily. He had to humour her, but he knew the next dumb answer would get him in deep trouble.

“Was it Leon?”

Sophie laughed musically. “That hot Brazilian guy from our vacation there? No, sweety. God, would I love to ride his big cock again, but I think that’ll have to wait ‘til you take me back to ***. Maybe that should be soon. Okay, moron, I will put you out of your misery. It was Jacques’ sexy voice on the end of the phone”.

David’s heart sank further, as his wife drained her glass. Jacques was special, he knew. Jacque was a tall, ridiculously handsome and ridiculously well hung French guy with whom Sophie had a long and steamy affair. David’s cock had been locked away for weeks at a time when that was going on, and he had spent most nights relaxlessly listening to his wife getting her brains fucked out. Plus the guy was an arrogant prick who treated David with disdain, his wife as his slut and his home as his hotel.

“Aren’t you pleased for me, honey?” Sophie sneered through a cruel little smile. “You know how much I like him, and how happy it made me when he made you feel so humiliated”.

“Er, sure Princess. I am happy you are happy. Is…did you meet up?” David held his breath.

“Of course we did, moron. My body has been yearning for Jacques ever since I broke off our affair when he screwed that little slut. But a man as gorgeous as Jacques is easy to forgive. He told me he was in town. I told I was at home alone and naked with a dripping wet cunt. He said he would be here in an hour”. Sophie’s eyelashes were fluttering in erotic pleasure, and she was beaming a bright, lustful smile. She presented her other foot for David to worship, and squeezed her soft breasts firmly.

“Well, clearly I wanted to be my hottest for Jacques. So I had a shower and shaved my legs. Then I redid my makeup. Then I dried and brushed my hair until it was just perfect, for Jacques. Then I trimmed and waxed my bush. Then I painted my toenails. You usually do all of that for me, don’t you David? Are you disappointed that you weren’t around to pamper me and prepare me for my lover?” She spoke to her husband like a baby.

“Yes. Yes, Princess, I love to pamper you”. It was only the truth.

“Poor little David. Maybe I will let you bathe me later. And I could use a massage. But you have to make me very, very happy”. Sophie parted her long tanned legs, and pressed her husband’s face into her gusset. It was very warm and very damp against his nose and lips. He sniffed eagerly.

“Good boy”, She cooed. “What you can smell is my delicious pussy, of course, but also Jacque’s rich, thick spunk. Do you think my pussy smells nice, David?”

“Yes, Princess. It smells heavenly. It’s beautiful”.

“Yes, beautiful. I like that. Sex between Jacques and me is beautiful, and so is the smell of his cum inside me. Mmmmm”. Sophie pushed her fingers into the crotch of her thong, and then brought them to her lips. “Do you recognise the underwear I am wearing, David”? She whispered with a dimpled smirk.

“Yes princess. You had me buy them for you when we were in London. I haven’t seen you wear them before. The set cost £500, I think.”

“£500!” Sophie gasped in mocked surprise. “That must be why I wore them especially for Jacques, rather than waste them on a little pervert like you.” She began to buck her hips and rub her crotch roughly into her husband’s face. “Well, would you like to know what happened between Jacques and me? All the steamy details?” She breathed the words into David’s ear.

“Yes, of course, Princess. Please tell me all about it”.

“It’s much yummier than that, David”, Sophie purred as she stood and left David kneeling with his head between her legs. “You can watch it all. Follow me”.

For a moment David was left stunned. Then the simmering pain in his cock cage reminded him to obey without thought or question. He crawled behind his wife’s tight, swaying ass as she led him to the lounge. Once there, she turned towards him with her bronzed legs spread wide, and lifted her dress over her head. Her beautiful rounded breasts bounced free. David guessed that she hadn’t bothered to put her bra back on after Jacques has pulled it off. She looked more beautiful than ever, with her shoulders back and her pelvis thrust assertively out. David gazed longingly at Sophie’s big breasts as she stroked them gently. His mouth went dry as she slid off her wet little G-string, revealing her neat little bush. His penis hurt like hell, and his balls throbbed.

“I was so excited just before Jacques got here, sweety.” Sophie smiled, “that I almost forgot that video camera that I made you buy to film me trying on clothes when we’re shopping. Luckily I remembered, and I thought it would be fun for you to watch me and Jacques making love in the most intimate way.” She lay back on the couch with her lovely thighs wide open, and pointed a finger at her wet, bruised and matted cunt. “You may pleasure me while we watch. Won’t this be lovely, hmm?”

David obediently crawled between his wife’s legs, and began to softly kiss and nibble her musky sex, exactly in the way she liked him to begin. She ignored him as she started the tape, and David strained out of the corner of his eye to watch the screen, as he savoured the slick of Sophie’s cunt. He saw her on the screen, adjusting the lens, before pushing up her breasts and pouting sexily. Then she stepped back, and there was their bedroom. Sophie disappeared from the room, and then returned. With Jacques. She led him in by the belt, then sat hurriedly on the bed in front of him to unbuckle him and unzip his fly.

“I was desperate for his cock by then!” Sophie laughed. Her eyes were fixed on the screen, and her husband saw the light of it dance across her beautiful face, as he began to attentively lap at her pussy. David could now hear Jacques’ deep, thickly accented voice. He seemed to be giving Sophie instructions. On screen, she lifted off her dress, just as she had moments before. Jacques bent over to kiss the tops of her breasts. Sophie moaned from the TV set, and then moaned from her own sweet lips. Her eyes fluttered shut as David began to flick his tongue across her clitoris, and she pushed his head firmly into her crotch, clamping her smooth toned thighs around his head. Her eyes opened again as David began to lick her in a steady, loving rhythm.

Jacques was now fully naked, with a topless Sophie on her knees before him, and his huge cock standing erect like a flagpole. “He is so, so sexy”, Sophie gasped as, on screen, she began to ease the magnificent shaft into her eager mouth. “Don’t you think his cock is beautiful? It’s so big and manly. So different for a girl than a pathetic little thing like yours. How does Jacques’ spunk taste to you, David? I think it tastes strong and virile and sexy, just like him. I asked you a question!” Sophie pulled her husband’s hair hard. He winced and raised his face from his wife’s sopping, gaping cunt.

“Yes, Princess. His cum tastes strong and virile and sexy. And you taste delicious, my love”. Sophie gave a stern look, then turned back to the screen. There, she now lay back on the bed with her legs together in the air, as Jacques pulled her thong over her hips, then slipped it up over her legs. She kicked it off her ankle, and spread her legs high and wide as her lover climbed on top of her. He wore no condom.

“I hope you’re watching carefully. This is how a real man does it”. Sophie pinched her nipples. Her face was flushed. She was glued to the screen. David turned his eyes to see his wife carefully, eagerly helping her lover to ease his huge dick into her welcoming pussy, inch by inch. She was biting her lip, whimpering. Jacques was stroking her tits and soothing her in his French tones. Finally, his big balls rested against Sophie’s smooth ass, and her legs were wrapped around his muscular back. As she began to get fucked on screen, first slowly then with a deep, thrusting motion, Sophie’s fingers joined David’s tiring tongue, rubbing her sex furiously. “I want your fucking tongue right in my cunt, you little bitch!” Sophie growled through her pearly teeth.

As she began to shriek and pant on screen, Sophie’s thighs began to shudder. As Jacques fucked her hard with one of her long legs hooked over his shoulder, Sophie’s breath began to catch. As her voice cried out in ecstasy from the TV, David pushed his tongue deep into his wife’s canal, slurping Jacque’s sperm and bringing her to a shaking, gasping climax.

Sophie lay breathing for a while, with her big breasts heaving. David was wise enough not to stop until he was told to do so. He licked his wife more gently.

“Take your clothes off, and lie on the floor”, she said curtly. David broke off to do so. On the screen, Sophie was now on all fours with Jacques pounding her from behind. “We are going to enjoy a nice, quiet hour or so of facesitting, while I watch the rest. You can start by iicking my ass hole. It feels pretty tender”. Her tone was matter of fact. She stood for a moment over David’s head. He could see the screen framed by her glistening thighs. On it, Sophie was offering her ass to her tireless lover, who pressed his shining cock head against her anus. “What a man”, she said as she lowered her buttocks over David’s face, encasing him in warmth, moisture and darkness.

David had been lovingly rubbing his tongue against Sophie’s musky anus for some time, listening to the sighs of pleasure from her own lips and from the TV, and trying to ignore the throbbing pain in his swollen balls and raging cock, when the door bell sounded.

“For fuck’s sake” Sophie snarled, as she stood suddenly. She looked at David, lying naked on the floor with a soaking wet face and a gleaming chastity cage. She pulled her dress roughly over her head. "I suppose I will have to get it!" Her face blazed.

David knew to remain lying on the floor. He heard a deep male voice, and his wife’s laughter. A while later, she returned, and began slipping on her sandals.

“Guess what, David?” She laughed mockingly. “JJ likes me so much he came over days’ early! I told him dinner wasn’t until Saturday, but he said he would just take me for a ride in his Hummer!” She picked up her discarded thong, and pushed them into her husband’s exhausted mouth. “I doubt I will be needing these tonight, so you can make sure you hand wash them!” Sophie grinned triumphantly. She adjusted her bouncing breasts, pushed the little golden key between them, then pulled down her dress’s hem so that it just covered her bare buttocks and her sex. Then she slinked out of the room.

David heard the front door slam. On the TV, Sophie’s tits were wobbling furiously as her hung lover fucked her in the ass. Out of the window, David saw his wife throw her arms around a huge black stud, whose big black hands squeezed the very same ass as she climbed into his huge black car. David’s cock and balls were in an agony of frustration. He pressed the sticky gusset of Sophie’s thong to his nose, and sniffed deeply.