It’s been seven days since I’ve had any sort of sexual contact with my wife. Twelve days since I’ve gotten to put my cock in her.
Seven days ago Mark was here. He fucked my wife fiercely in marathon fashion for two plus hours.
I sat alone, in my adjacent room listening to bed creaks, passion, moans and incomplete sentences.
Afterwards, when Mark was gone, my wife led me from my isolation and into our master bedroom where she got on top of the bed. Somehow through whirlwind of messy sheets she found her position, doggie style, using her hands as props for her head.
“Ok, put y... Continue»
For you serious sex junkies who get off on watching or sharing your wife with another skilled man, those three little letters, or in some cases only two, are the equivalent of winning the sexual lottery.
For me, March 16th, 2006 was my lottery day.
My wife and Robert had been on sort of a hiatus during the holidays and the first of the year for various scheduling reasons. However, we all did keep in contact through
e-mails and a few coffee dates here and there; nothing remotely like what happened the first time at the coffee house.
My wife liked Robert and had both a mental and phys... Continue»
I recently got an e-mail from a member commenting on my stories, but more so, inquiring on how my wife and I became involved with other men. Here’s a portion of the e-mail:
“I have been following your stories for months and wanted
to comment on how real they are. I’ve spent lots of time reading
cuckold and wife sharing stories and yours are right up there with
the best I’ve read… What I like best is the realism compared to others
that reek of mere fantasy…. My question is this, how did you and your wife start?
And what transitions did you encounter along the way?
I am married a... Continue»
“I think I want you involved today with us,” My wife said as I was finishing my second coat of nail polish to her toes.
“What did you want?” I asked.
“I want to see you suck on him,” She replied, smiling. “You do like sucking cock still don’t you?”
“You know I do,” I replied submissively.
I think she knew it too.
I finished up her toes as well as other prepping duties as Mark was set to arrive within minutes. I could tell by the morning and overall atmosphere she was excited to see him. For the week leading up to today she wouldn’t let me near her pussy. Her last encounter w... Continue»
I was sitting on the edge of our California queen watching the Today show, enjoying a cup of morning Joe, when my wife appeared from the master bathroom. There she stood, in the doorway, my lovely bride of fifteen years wrapped with only a towel, a pink cotton towel.
My eyes immediately switched from Matt talking about opening day at Lambeau Field, to this lovely naked woman, who just dropped that cotton wrap, now unveiling her perfect curvaceously shaped body.
“Do you want to have sex?” She asked, my eyes glued to her ample natural breasts, size 36D.
I think my wife has the most amazing... Continue»
My wife and I were sitting out on our deck enjoying the remainder of a fabulous summer evening. The high 90’s had dipped into the low 80’s in the shade with a nice slight breeze.
She had recently gotten home from work and changed out of her business attire into something more comfortable. She dawned some cotton light blue gym shorts, which ended about a ½ inch below her butt cheeks and a white tank top without a ‘built in bra.’ Her hanging boobs were noticeable as well as a hint of nipple.
We discussed normal married things checking on each other’s days and such, when she told me... Continue»
I got a call from Mark asking if I would be alright with him seeing my wife tonight.
“Of course not,” I replied.
He told me of the new sex swing he bought and just installed.
“When I was putting the thing together I couldn’t stop thinking about ‘XXXX’ inside it, spread eagle, and totally open,’ Mark stated with enthusiasm.
I couldn’t blame him; I’d love the sight too, not of her spread eagle for me, but rather Mark or some other well gifted man.
“Have you called her?” I asked.
“Yeah, but I got her voice mail,” He replied.
Mark and I shared some casual conversation and hung ... Continue»
I love sucking cock.
I’ve wanted to suck cock for years.
Years ago I used to troll the bookstores, along with the rest of the perverts looking for their particular kink. I was always scared though. Bookstore guys tend to creep me out. They are scary.
Although they never turned me off, I was still fascinated with giving a blow job. As my times at the bookstores became more I would enter the gloryhole rooms out of curiosity, only to leave when the booth became occupied.
I got a bit bolder, entering a booth a leaving the book unlocked for the cruisers, but when they opened it, in m... Continue»
There are lots of things I enjoy about sharing my wife with other men. The prepping, shaving and lotion applied to her feminine body before her date arrives. The mental anticipation I experience leading up to her fucking. The numerous images I jack off too of hotwives being fucked and satisfied by their strong virile alpha lovers. Their facial and bodily expressions and pure euphoria they feel while being penetrated by a satisfying cock.
You can’t forget the initial deep breath when she first allows his entry into her either. That’s cock hardening within itself.
But I have to say... Continue»
I could feel the blankets rustle as the weight in the bed changed. A familiar hand reaching down my underwear and begins playing with cock, that’s gaining hardness by touch.
“Do you want to have some sex?” My wife whispers in my ear.
My hard cock already answered for me.
“I have about fifteen minutes then I have to get ready for work,” she said, as my wife climbed on top of my face, her prickled pussy hair ground into my mouth and chin.
Though I wasn’t fully awake yet I became so as I offered her a willing place to sit.
“Put your tongue inside me,” my wife said, adding, “Don’t eve... Continue»
have been into the cuckold lifestyle for years. Roughly close to ten. I find it highly erotic. In fact, the most erotic thing sexually, in my opinion, is cuckolding.
Like many of you I have surfed the net, read stories, browsed pictures and videos, all to satisfy the craving and sexual power associated with being a husband of cuckoldress. Most websites, in what I’ve seen and read, associate being a cuckold with being lesser than. I disagree.
I have been married for fifteen years to my wife. A few years ago I broached the topic of sharing her with another man. She was reluctant, ... Continue»