My Cuckquean Dream

Part One

When I found out my husband cheated on me, I was furious. Nonetheless, with his coworker?  I packed all my things and I was ready to move out, but looking at his face and how sorry he was, seeing him cry for the first time ever, he hit a soft spot. I carried all my things back into our house from my car. How could I tell him seeing the videos of him cheating on me made me wet and gave me a second heartbeat? I didn't want him to continue on this path, so I kept quiet and thought about it in private. But sooner or later, the truth would come out. I would tell him how horny I get thinking about him pleasuring someone else, how I can't sleep at night because I can't keep my fingers out of myself — touching myself quietly beside him while he slept.
Once we found out I was pregnant, and once the pregnancy hormones hit, I couldn't take it anymore. I needed him to fuck another woman. I told him to work his way up to it - moaning another woman's name (perhaps an ex of his? a random name he came up with?), looking at pictures of other women while he's inside of me, anything to give me the hint of jealousy I love. When I found out he had Reddit™ on his phone, and when I opened it and saw all the pictures and videos of those naked women, I couldn't help but be overpowered with jealousy. Him looking at other women, and him not even trying to hide it, it made me so hot, I started sweating with rage. When he left for work that same night, I touched myself the entire time he was gone, I only stopped when I heard his car pull up.
I finally made it known to him. I sent him pictures of other woman's vagina's through Reddit™. I first sent him a picture of a very pretty, small, pink one. It looked untouched. I asked him,
"Do you think hers is pretty?"
"Yeah, it is pretty."
"Would you fuck her?"
"Maybe." I was upset at this response, I wanted him to say yes.
"Why maybe?"
"It isn't as fat as yours." Of course I was happy for this compliment, but it was the prettiest pussy I've seen in my life, and I wanted him to tell me he'd destroy it. So I found picture of another woman, hers was pretty and fat like mine, and I sent it to him hoping for another answer.
"Hers is fat like mine."
"Yes, it is." My face grew red, not out of jealousy, but out of irritation. I sent my husband pictures of women with perfect bodies and perfect pink pussies, and he still wasn't showing any signs of what I wanted. I should be happy that he's so loyal, but it's different when I consent and when I crave it.