lickuid
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Hmm... where do I start? Well, firstly, I’d like to say I’ve been enjoying you all’s stories for some time and finally decided it was time to post one of my own. Hope you like…
Though I haven’t always been into the cuck lifestyle, I’ve developed an interest in it before I knew there was such a name (cuckold). My wife (at the time of the happenings) and I have been dating for almost 5 years before she put the gun to my head and I said I did. Toward the latter part of our courtship, I started having, then eventually sharing, fantasies about her and other men. Now, as a man who would, for the most part, be considered a bull (I’m tall, black, and I hang 8.5 inches with a 5.5 inch girth, and I’m very potent in bed with a huge libido - anyway), nothing NOTHING turns me on more than thinking about, knowing she’s been and watching my wife with another guy or guys.
Anyway, about a month ago, we were on our way home from somewhere and we started talking about her kissing another guy right as we began dating. She playfully offered “…well, what if I had more to confess than just a kiss? You’d be pissed off.”
I assured her I wouldn’t (lying of course). We worked and talked our way into the house and finally her tone became more serious. This, of course, to me meant she was trying to yank my chain just to get a rise out of my biggest fantasy. So I thought until she stood in front of me and told me to sit down. She’d then proceed to tell her stories, one of which, I’ll share with you now…
When we were dating, she would never really return much interest in those types of fantasies then. It was mostly in one ear and out the other. But one day at college, a young man came up to her. Light skinned black guy, slim, slightly shorter and younger than I (age 22 at the time) approached her. He was always clean cut and I imagine him wearing slacks and a dress shirt. They started talking. Now, with me being out of state for a good few weeks, she hasn’t had any.
Skipping ahead: somehow they ended up in his room. He began by kissing her on her neck and rubbing her back. She told me she wanted to see if she could go through with it. He began feeling on her and taking her clothes off. I forget his name (probably subconsciously) but he laid her down on his bed and began sucking and licking her size D breast. Now I don’t know how much about this story she left out and how much was actually true (she’s good for telling half-truths), but he then slipped on a rubber and began fucking my about-to-be-fianc? slowly. The very funny part about this is that she describes him as being small. But she could’ve just been trying to soften the blow.. They started out missionary and went to doggy, then finally she’s on top. He made her do all the work on top (poor baby *rolleyes). Now, here’s the kicker: she said when he was about to cum, she lifted off of him. Why would she need to lift off of him when he had a rubber? I don’t know. They stopped, watched tv, he started licking and kissing on her then they fucked again… She was supposed to call me on the phone while they were at it per my request but she apparently chickened out. This wasn’t their only session, and he wasn’t the only guy she’s fucked behind my back. I was pissed that she waited so long to tell me because it was like pulling teeth to get her to even participate in the dialogue when we were on the subject.
I know this isn’t much of an exaggerated and sexed-up story but it’s 100% what she told me…I’ve jerked off many a time thinking about her romps behind my back. And while fucking, she’ll often say “I want another dick”, “I want to be in another room while you listen” and so on… we’ll see where things go.
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