How Our Cuckold/Hot Wife Journey Began

It's True - I'm a cuckold! Nobody who knows me would ever suspect. I'm considered good looking, own a successful business, employ many people, am athletic and quite competitive. My wife is a beautiful blond, we've been married many years and are now empty nesters with two grown ********. How could someone like me develop the irresistible desire to have another man make love to his wife?

It started many years ago when my college girlfriend, Beth, (now wife) went with her parents on a Xmas cruise to the Caribbean. On this cruise the wine steward, a very handsome Italian, by the name of Angelo, seduced her. Since Beth and I never kept secrets from each other, she called me from one of the islands and told me what was happening. Instead of being jealous or having feelings of insecurity, I found myself insanely aroused. This first experience of cuckold angst proved to be intoxicating! Upon her return, on our drive from the airport back to our campus apartment, Beth couldn't wait to tell me, in graphic detail what happened between her and the Italian paramour on the cruise. The details she relayed were so graphically lurid, and so unlike anything her normally reserved good girl demeaner would suggest, that I nearly drove off the highway in my rush to sexually reclaim her.

When we got back to our apartment both of us were so sexually charged that she was literally soaking through her panties while I sported an erection for the ages. We raced to the bedroom and began to make love without any preliminaries whatsoever. While in bed Beth filled me in on details of her many trysts with her cruise ship lover and how he managed to seduce her.

It started when Angelo politely asked Beth's ********** permission to be her evening chaperone at the next island stop. Angelo said that he knew the best night spots on the island and that he'd like to show her a good time. During that night on the island they moved from one happening bar to another. Angelo, being the suave operator that he was made sure to buy Beth wine at every stop along the way and it didn't take long for my girlfriend (later wife) to lose her normally conservative self-restraint. Before long they were passionately making out on the beach on a beautiful starlit night. While they were making out Angelo placed Beth's hand on his erect cock hidden underneath his trousers to show her how excited she made him. After a while he unzipped, pulled his cock out and told her to get on her knees to suck it. Angelo's uncut cock was considerably bigger (both in length & width) than mine. According to Beth, giving a blow job on the beach to this very handsome large dicked virile Italian man with was the most exciting thing she's ever done. The very next night on the ship Angelo one upped himself by telling Beth to meet him outside of the main dining room after she and her parents were done with dinner. When they met, he took her by the hand and together they rounded the corner into a hallway where Angelo had a key to a maintenance closet. He opened the maintenance closet door, told her to step in, with him following and proceeded to shut the door behind them. In the pitch-dark maintenance closet Beth gave Angelo a second blow job.

On New Year's Eve, two nights later, Angelo told Beth to meet him at midnight on level three at the stern of the ship where there is a stairwell that leads to the lower decks where the ship's staff and crew's cabins are. Beth met him and followed him into a small cabin where Angelo proceeded to undress my girlfriend and then fucked her bareback for the next two hours. According to Beth the sex was beyond fantastic – much, much, much better than anything she's experienced with me. While they were fucking Angelo made a point of asking her if the sex was better with him than with her boyfriend (me). He wanted to know how my relatively small penis compared to his much bigger cock. It gave him a great deal of satisfaction to know that he was fucking someone else's girlfriend and that she was enjoying him more. During those two hours he fucked her in every position imaginable and varied his technique from slow and romantic to aggressive and domineering. Beth said that she came several times while he came twice, each time deep inside of her.

Apart from the angst of knowing that my girlfriend was being made love to by another man and that I had absolutely no control over the matter and the fact that Angelo wanted to know all about me added to the cuckolding. It wasn't just her that was being fucked... he wanted to diminish my manhood from her perspective. The realization that this handsome man, whom I never met wanted to humiliate me with every delicious plunge into the warm inviting depths of my girlfriend's pussy excited me beyond description.

There was one additional electrifying element to this first adventure in our cuckolding/hotwife adventure, pregnancy risk. Beth at that time was not on the pill and all of our lovemaking involved condoms. Angelo asked Beth about whether she was on birth control and told her he would NOT use a condom. Beth told him that although she was probably in a 'safe time' in her cycle, she couldn't be sure and that he should pull out when he was ready to climax. Although Angelo promised he would, when it came time for him to cum he whispered into her ear that he wanted her to bear his ***** and he proceeded to seed her as deeply as he could. After he climaxed inside her (twice) that evening he propped her hips up onto two pillows to help ensure his semen would saturate deeply into her uterus. He wanted to impregnate my girlfriend, the love of my life, and instead of being outraged at him (and her) for this very humiliating intentional act, my level of my arousal went over the cliff.

Two years after this cuckolding adventure, Beth and I graduated college, married and eventually had two ********.

Although we settled into a normal married routine for many years - family, work and total fidelity, this initial cuckolding experience from before we were even married created an irresistible desire within me to have my wife someday cuckold me once again. Let me know if you're interested in learning more about our adventure.

YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Yes! Go ahead!

Yes, definitely

ABSOLUTELY, that was as hot as a very big bag of hot things, please do continue!
M Lura

KenC
Would love to hear more... how your cuckolding transformed... to where you are today..

Tomylildick,

My cuckolding indeed has transformed dramatically. Indeed to the point of what I would consider the Ultimate cuckolding - no not my beautiful wife being pregnant by another man, but rather being deeply in love with the other man.

It's one thing for one's wife to give her body and amorous attention to her lover, but when she gives of her heart as well that's a different matter entirely. Do know that every step of the way I've encouraged, even facilitated her relationship with her bf. The *********** of hearing another man tell my wife that he's in love with her and listening to her respond in kind while they're making love is for me cutting to the core of what being a cuckold is all about.

Please know that everything I relate here on this board is absolutely true. I'm telling all of you our story because well... who else could I tell. It's certainly not something one can share with family and friends!

KenC,

Just wonderful, take your time to process your feelings. When your ready, please post more.

My wife tells her boyfriend (ex-husband) that she loves him...that stings my heart.

It's Friday night and my wife's boyfriend just picked her up to take her to dinner. What an odd feeling it is to greet him at the door, shake his hand, then wish them both a great time on their date! Beth looked fabulous, she's truly a beauty, and since she's fallen in love there's a glow about her that can't be denied.

I watched with great interest her getting ready for tonight's date to one of our area's most romantic restaurants. Thank goodness FL restaurants are all open for business. She took a great deal of time getting ready, putting adorable curls into her hair, making sure her makeup was just right and her selection of a very pretty dress all got my attention. I was left a bit faint-hearted with seeing the sexy panty and bra that she chose to wear under her outer wear.

I'm supposed to eat leftovers from the fridge tonight, but truth be told I'm so nervous about her being out on a romantic date that I don't have much of an appetite. How can I eat yesterday's chicken when I know that they're going to be having lovely conversation over wine and fine food in anticipation of coming back to make love in our marital bed?

When one's wife is out on a date time slows down – seconds seem like minutes, minutes seem like hours and hours... like an eternity. I can't wait for them to come back.

Enough of the present for the time being though... I'd like in the next day or so tell you how after many years of faithful marriage I convinced my wife to cuckold me. Believe me when I tell you it wasn't easy. She was a happily married woman, quite comfortable with our life and not looking to ***** with anyone else but her husband.

To be continued...

Although our adventure in cuckolding began before Beth and I were married, once married Beth was not interested in anything more. We had two kids, lived in a house in one of the northern suburbs of Chicago and life was good. For a number of years Beth and I enjoyed an active sex life which included lots of fun toys and a great deal of role play involving imaginary lovers for my beautiful wife.

There were certain role-playing themes that I would suggest while making love to my wife that turned me on tremendously. While it turned her on as well... she would always remind me when we were done that fantasies are great, as long as they stayed fantasies. As a wife and ****** she could NOT do, what she once did years before, in having torrid sex with the Italian wine steward aboard the cruise ship before we were married.

Despite my frequent suggestions that she should consider having a lover, Beth would tell me over and over again that she was happy in our sex life and that I was more than enough for her. While making love I would constantly remind her that I have a small dick and that I would love for her to experience another man much larger than me. As a cuck I wanted my wife to learn to enjoy a much larger cock. I wanted her to become dissatisfied with my little dick.

I began a long campaign of conditioning my wife to desire big cocks by introducing big dildos into our lovemaking. While we would coddle and kiss with a large toy inside her I would encourage her to enjoy how much better our much larger 'friend' feels inside her and would ask her to cum with 'him'. After cumming with our 'friend' I would enter her and ask her how she felt about the difference. It would give me a great deal of joy to hear her admit that she "could hardly feel me inside of her".

Our imaginary experience with cuckolding using toys took an interesting turn around six years ago when Beth casually mentioned that she often gets 'looks' from black guys. I explained to her that I'm not surprised because black guys are attracted to pretty white women who are blond, blue eyed and have pale skin. They especially like married white women I said. I told her that I would only love for her to experience sex with a handsome black guy. She said that although she finds many black men attractive, she never had a desire to have sex with any of them, and "don't get your hopes up". I made it a point the very next day to go to an adult book store to buy a new toy, an oversized black dildo for my wife to enjoy...

Congratulation KenC! How lucky you are!

I'm so glad I've stumbled across this thread. It's very exciting!
Peter C

Dilatateur, I do consider myself lucky and Peter C...Yes, it's very, very exciting indeed!

KenC
I need to get my wife doing this again her x husband moved back to our area.. I had her try and set something up but he was not interested... I think I should get her to try again

KenC

Although my wife and I have now been divorced for 6 years I still like to come on cuckold sites to offer advice where i can and reminisce about that amazing days - and nights! - when she was getting the extra cock she wanted elsewhere and coming home to tell me all about it. My new girlfriend and her are like chalk and cheese and I doubt I could ever persuade the new one to cuckold me, although it's something I fantasise about every day!
Peter C

Watching Beth have imaginary sex with the oversized black cock frequently became a ritual when we made love. I made a point of telling her how erotic (and natural) it looked to see it inside her. I wanted her to experience the REAL thing and told her so.

My wife kept letting me know that although she enjoyed our cuckold role play... doing it for real was not in the cards. I was persistent in conditioning her to enjoy my fantasy. I wanted so badly to be cuckolded that I literally was pushing the envelope to get her to consider following through if the opportunity presented itself. On trips out of state (in Colorado and Florida) I suggested we visit a swing club just for fun with no expectation that she do anything. I wanted her to experience having guys try to seduce her. To no avail however, she wasn't interested.

I became so fixated on getting my wife interested in cuckolding me that I began a campaign of positive and negative reinforcement during our lovemaking. When we had sex, I would remind her how small my dick is and would tell her how much she would enjoy a much larger man, especially a black man. I even began to intentionally cum early when we made love in order to ensure that when it was time for her to climax... it was with our 'black' friend. So desperate was I in getting her interested in a lover that I sometimes did the unthinkable, masturbate and ejaculate before-hand to help ensure difficulty in being hard when she was in the mood for sex. There's no greater disappointment for a wife than having her hubby soft when the mood is right. To the rescue, however, when I couldn't perform was our imaginary 'black' lover. When she was ready to cum with our imaginary 'black' friend I would get her to say that she wanted a black lover and that she wanted him to cum hard inside her. Things got so intense with our imaginary cuckold play that she actually asked that I video her having sex with the black dildo and she enjoyed watching herself while I played with myself.

After a while I actually got Beth interested in occasionally watching interracial porn with me. This was a huge deal because my wife previously had no interest in watching pornography. I made sure each video we watched was tasteful, but with an interracial cuckold theme where the husband was always present, but totally subordinate – usually standing around or sitting stroking himself while the wife was thoroughly being pleasured by a much bigger (and better) black lover.

All of what I'm describing took place around six years ago. Finally, one time after a particularly intense round of imaginary interracial love making with our oversized 'black' friend, my wife surprised me by admitting that she'd really like to try a black lover... if the appropriate situation arose. She said that "she couldn't imagine how we could find the right black guy, or how she'd muster the nerve to follow through with it, but she'd be willing to give it a try".

Around two months later, the right situation came along...

Beth having imaginary sex with her Black Friend

Wow! I can't wait read what happened next. A dildo in bedroom role-play also helped persuade my wife to go out and get the real thing, although in our case the toy was a realistic looking 6 inches and flesh coloured. I would say how much it turned me on watching "another man's cock" going in and out of my wife's pussy and how naughty she was doing it with "him" right there in front of her husband. She got off on that big-time, telling me once, "If you walked in on me being fucked you wouldn't even try to stop us would you?" "No", I admitted, "I wouldn't."

My current girlfriend however is much more shy and "vanilla". I bought her a "beginners" 5 inch dildo, but it is still under her bed in its packaging despite my suggestions to at least let me have a photo of her holding it or kissing it if she won't try it in her pussy. Even when she sent me photos of her "dressed like a hooker" my idea to use the dildo as her "first client" didn't work. Now she is at least open to telling me that she is exchanging messages on Instagram with a black DJ she likes I am tempted to buy her a black dildo that we can name after him. Not too big as to scare her, about my size, 7 inches. "Happy Valentine's Day babe!"
Peter C

All I can say is that if the black dildo in post 10 is what you call oversized, you must have a REALLY small cock.
This is a great story btw.

Anrew - funny thing is...I never used to think of myself as having a small cock. I just assumed it was around average. It wasn't until Beth had her cruise ship affair all those yrs ago with Angelo the Italian wine steward (see post #1) that I came to realize I was lacking downstairs.

When my gf (now wife) described the relative difference in our size and admitted how much better Angelo felt inside her, instead of feeling humiliated with the comparison...I found it hugely erotic.

Kinda interesting how one can take such pleasure in knowing that another 'larger' man can make love to his wife better than he can! Wonder how many other guys feel this way as well?

I have an above average sized cock (7 inches), but my wife cuckolded me for over 2 years with an ex-work colleague of mine who was apparently half my size. Once as I stripped naked in front of her, she commented that "Mick's cock hard is the size of yours soft". I felt quite pleased to be complimented like that, despite the fact that a guy I used to work with and didn't like very much was now fucking my wife on a regular basis, mainly when she asked him for sex.

I can only assume that despite him having a small dick, he knew how to use it and in contrast to my gentle, considerate love-making technique, Mick would fuck Debbie hard, a fast and furious fucking that she clearly enjoyed for a welcome change. He'd been after her pussy for 20 years and got it eventually. That first urgent, long-awaited frenzied fuck most of got her hooked. I remember how red and puffy her pussy was when I picked her up and brought her home. Seeing her well-used cunt gaping open and oozing his cum was amazing.
Peter C

Wow we are so much alike my wife thinks just like yours

KenC
"Wonder how many other guys feel this way as well? "

ME,me, me.........

Ken, I liked your story and photo's. My wife also prefers the BBC.
Cuck who loves a creampie.

It was a Thursday night when everything changed!

My wife and I had a 7:30 dinner reservation at one of our area's most upscale and romantic restaurants. Since our table wasn't ready, we opted to enjoy a ***** in the restaurant bar. Although the bar area was quite busy and tables were all filled, we found two bar stool seats side by side near the end of the circular bar. While we were waiting to order a *****, Beth nudged me to check out the gentleman seated to the right of her with his back turned while he chatted with two older ladies at the end of the bar. The gentleman was very tall, extremely handsome, well dressed, appeared to be quite articulate from the snippets of conversation that I could overhear and very black. We assumed from his appearance that he must have been a retired professional athlete.

When our *****s came the black gentleman turned around in his stool and introduced himself to us. He asked our names then made a point of complimenting me on accompanying the prettiest lady in the restaurant. We shared a delightful conversation with LG and learned that no... he wasn't a retired athlete and instead was a senior executive in charge of fund raising with one of the area classical music non-profits. Beth told him about her classical music background, she's an accomplished violinist and her background in the orchestra during her college years. It wasn't long before our three-way conversation became an animated dialogue between the two of them, as Beth turned fully around in her stool to engage conversation with him. With her back to me I had difficulty hearing what they were saying, which was compounded when the couple to my left started a laud conversation with friends of theirs seated at a table close to the bar.

After a while our table in the restaurant was finally ready and while I was waiting to settle the bar tab, LG asked Beth for her email address so that he could forward information to her that she would find interesting. When we were seated at our table, Beth told me that she found LG not only handsome and charming, but also quite sexually appealing. She said it was too bad that he was married because she totally could see herself going to bed with him. I commented that the thought of my beautiful pale, petite, blond, blue eyed wife being seduced by this very appealing tall black man excited me as much as it did her.

Two days later, over the weekend, LG emailed my wife with the promised materials. Over the next two weeks they exchanged several emails, all music related, when finally, LG asked Beth to meet him for lunch at one of our area's finest business steak venues. Beth was uncomfortable to go because she was certain LG's intention was to solicit a sizable charitable donation for the non-profit. I told her that if that were the case, he would have included me with the lunch invitation. I explained to her that when a handsome black man invites a beautiful married white woman to lunch it's because he's interested in seducing her. She told me to stop imagining things, but that didn't stop her from carefully considering what she'd wear to lunch – something business appropriate but sexy as well...

Isn't it odd how these situations present themselves, often when your're not expecting them or even actively looking for them? We discussed and role-played the idea of my wife going with another man for at least 2 years, including the suggestion by her that she'd like to try it with a much younger guy. Whilst we were planning for her to start something with a delivery lorry driver where she worked, all of a sudden she started being hit on by a young customer in her shop. He was only 23, but the day after her 35th birthday my wife went out on a date with him after work, a few dr1nks at a nearby pub then back to his place for sex. Right place, right time for the lucky lad.

LG sounds like a very smooth operator and I can't wait to read about him treating your wife to lunch.
Peter C

Please Ken go on ! How lucky you are !

Beth arrived at the restaurant early for her lunch with LG and was surprised to find him already there. He was seated at a cozy booth near the back of the room not far from the rest rooms, but out of line of site for most anyone in the main seating area. Beth was relieved that he chose this spot because she was concerned about others staring at the site of a pretty blond dining with a handsome black man. Her concern was born not of any racial unease or prejudice, but society being what it is, she was uncomfortable with people watching and wondering.

The conversation at lunch was light, animated and included nearly everything except music and matters involving LG's fund raising and non-profit. Beth was flattered that LG wanted to know everything about her! She normally doesn't like to talk about herself, but he had a manner and way about him that put her at ease. He wanted to know how long we were married, how many kids and what I did for a living. Although everything exchanged between them was entirely appropriate, Beth couldn't help but to feel a definite sexual tension. It was the way this handsome black man looked at her. His attention never left her, and his eyes conveyed a confidence that Beth described as "masculine".

As lunch was nearing an end LG casually mentioned that if the two of them were not married, he'd ask her out on a date, and wanted to know if she would go. Beth said yes!

It was then that he asked her whether she ever slept with a black man. My wife was startled with the boldness and ease that such a personal question was asked, but answered no. She recovered from her surprise and turned the tables and asked whether he had ever slept with a white woman. LG answered yes, many times, but only before his first marriage and between his second. At this point LG was married a mere two years to his second wife. He had two ******** from a previous marriage.

Instead of being uncomfortable with the clearly inappropriate personal exchange, my wife found herself both fascinated and sexually stimulated as LG spoke. He told her that there's something magical about a black man and white woman sharing intimacy and that at the moment just being at the table with her made him rock hard. Instead of feeling shocked at LG's confession she was flattered. As he was talking, she shifted in her seat and realized that she must have been soaking through her panties and it was a bit uncomfortable.

LG asked my wife if she ever had thoughts of ******** with a black man and Beth said, honestly no, until her husband brought the subject up during marital role play sex. So hubby is a cuckold LG exclaimed? I don't know that he's a cuckold she said, but the thought of my ******** with a black guy does turn him on and spices up our marital sex life.

At that point when the check came, LG said regrettably that he had to get back to his office. Before they rose from the table, he looked Beth directly in the eyes and said that he'd like to have an affair with her! Beth asked what about his wife? LG said that from his end discretion was important and his wife would not know. He said that it was important, however, that her hubby knew and approved. Beth's head was spinning and admitted that this was too much at the moment for her to process.

When they left the table, they went to the respective gender specified rest rooms located in a corroder at the back of the restaurant. In addition to peeing, Beth felt the need to thoroughly wipe dry the mess that was in her panties. She was stunned at the degree to how soaked her panties were. When they met outside the rest rooms to go their separate ways LG bent over to kiss her goodbye, but instead of a friendly goodbye peck he French kissed her passionately for what appeared to be an eternity. My wife, although into the moment, was terrified that someone would come into the corroder and discover them. Fortunately, no one did!

LG handed my wife his business card which included his personal cell number and told her that he wanted to see her again soon, but before that could happen, he needed her husband to contact him. Beth left the restaurant in a daze...

So pleased to read the latest instalment from you about Beth and LG. It takes a lot to encourage my cock to erect whilst I'm at the computer these days (I'm 63), so well done!
Peter C

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KenC.... Please continue..... Fantastic.

Beth held onto LG's business card for nearly three days before she finally handed it to me. She said that she was 'unsettled' over what to do. She knew that this man turned her on in a way she was unfamiliar and that she wanted to ***** with him. But she was a wife, ****** and well-regarded in the community. "Wanting something, even fantasying about it – is entirely different than actually following through and doing it," she said!

In her frustration Beth expressed a bit of annoyance that I put her in this out-of-character situation. She said that until my constant role playing in our marital bed, of her *****ing with a black man, she was content and satisfied with our sex life. "If things went well with her *****ing with LG, I could be opening Pandora's Box. Is that what you want" she asked?

My wife then said that the decision regarding whether she follows through is "entirely up to me." If this is what I want, then she'll do it for ME... but realize "you own it and whatever consequences follow." Whatever you decide though, "be sure to give LG the curtesy of a phone call either way" she said.

The next morning in my office I decided to contact LG. I didn't quite have the nerve to actually call him and decided instead to text him through the computer. One can be more forthcoming behind the safety of a computer screen. He responded within a few minutes and got right to the point:

LG: "What would you really like to see me do with your beautiful and talented wife?"

Me: I asked him how whether he wants "the short answer, or should I bore him with him
with detail?"

LG: He said if I'm serious about making this seduction work, he needs to "know in detail
what I want and what my boundaries are." He then advised that I should know that
"once he fucks my wife her pussy belongs to him, and she'll learn to crave his girth."
He will also make her "tell him often how much she loves his bbc."

Here's what I texted out:
Me: I'm interested in her having a long-term affair with a dominant black lover that has the following elements:

#1. "I want her to really like her lover. Not be in love... but certainly have a
strong emotional attachment."

#2. "I want her to desperately want to make love to her lover. Think about it
often - have the need to get together at least a few times per month."

$3. "I want her lover to be able to totally, totally satisfy her."

#4. "I want her lover to be infatuated with making love to her as often as possible
and to remind her every time that their interracial lovemaking is "special".
I especially love the notion that you feel the need to make her admit that she
loves your bbc. For you to make her worship your body and lovemaking
prowess, as a cuck, is pure nirvana for me."

#5. "You must understand that a cuck craves competition when it involves his
wife. Having an alpha lover possess one's wife and asserting some measure
of sexual dominance or superiority over him in the bedroom is an extreme
turn on. I would only love for my beautiful wife, as she approaches a mind
shattering orgasm, be made to admit that your lovemaking is better than that
which she shares with hubby. After a while I want her to feel comfortable in
admitting such a thing often and I'd want for you to enjoy hearing it, and
continually ask to hear it. After she develops a comfort level with this I'd
want you to demand that she admit these things when I'm present watching
the two of you make love."

"Hopefully, all of the above isn't too over the top for you LG!"

It took a painstaking several minutes before LG finally responded. He said simply,

LG: "Nope. I can deliver on this request. I can develop the trust with her where she will feel comfortable to release herself to me in that way. I learned a long time ago that if a woman trusts you, she will do anything for and with you."

"I am confident that I have the technique where she will respond in the way you that you desire..."