dregan76
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I'd been having a recurring dream about other guys fucking my wife. I didn't know where it came from as I've never seen cuckold porn before, and had never had a problem pleasing my wife, or an inclination that it would be something arousing for her. Most importantly, I'm rather dominant and never thought the idea would turn me on. But for some reason, when I had these dreams I would wake up rock solid and my wife and I would have sex until we were both running late for work.
After a couple of months of this, I told my wife about the dreams, thinking it was weird, and she surprisingly to me wasn't disgusted, but did say she would never have sex with another man. Fast forward to this weekend and my wife is dressed super slutty in the middle of the day and I asked where she was going, and she replied "H-E-B" and when she saw me look her up and down about what she was wearing, she just smiled and winked. She was gone about an hour, and when she came back she pulled me into the bedroom and told me about all the dudes that checked her out and the two guys that tried to pick her up and get her number. I got so turned on, we had sex for a couple of hours, and for the first time I got her her to squirt. AFter I asked if she gave her number to either of the guys and she said "hell no, I just got so turned on knowing you would be turned on hearing about it that I sped home".
Today she told me she wants to plan a trip to the bar with a girlfriend while I sit in the back and watch dudes try to pick her up. We've covered most of the details, limits, etc. and she reiterated that there would be no sex to include oral or kissing with another guy, but she would let them touch her. Sadly, knowing my wife I think that is as far as she may ever be willing to go, I just know I'm not going to push the issue with her and turn her off or ruin our relationship by pushing hard for her to go faster than she is comfortable with.
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Peter C
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Thanks for the post dregan. You are going about things completely the right way and your wife seems to enjoy your fantasy as much as you. Like you, I had never had cuckold inclinations with my first wife nor the woman I lived with afterwards, but it was something that evolved over the years with wife number 2.
As I worked shifts, one week early, one week late, Debbie developed something of a separate social life of her own. This might involve a night out with "the girls" or more often than not, dr1nking at my works' social club bar or playing darts with friends in a ladies league around local pubs and bars. We had a pretty strong, trusting relationship and occasionally she'd come home and tell me that some guy had chatted her up and bought her a dr1nk or that one of my work colleagues had homed in on her and groped her arse or put their arms round her. She enjoyed the attention and male company and I started to find it quite arousing too. We'd discuss it in bed before we made love and I started to introduce scenarios that involved what if things went further.
At first she scoffed at the idea that I'd be willing for her to go clubbing and pull some guy, though she did confess to having a thing about younger men. She was in her early 30s by now (I was pushing 40) and she intimated that a lad in his early-to-mid 20s might be fun. Even then, she doubted I'd be so keen if anything ever really happened.
A turning point seemed to be the introduction of a realistic-looking dildo into our bedroom activities. I told Debbie how good it was watching what looked like another man's cock going in and out of her pussy and how naughty she was having sex with him right in front of her husband like that. She really got off on that. She said one night, "If you were to walk in on me having sex, you wouldn't even try and stop me would you?" I happily admitted, "No, I wouldn't. I'd want you both to carry on fucking." She liked that and my rock hard erection showed her I did too.
Even so, It still took over 2 years of playing, persuasion and gentle encouragement before anything really happened. It wasn't something we played out every time we made love, but just now and again so she didn't get fed up of my pestering her to "be naughty". At 34 she was now the assistant manageress of one of those 24 hour convenience stores in a nearby town and started mentioning a guy's name a lot in conversations about how her day had been. It was Chris this and Chris that and some probing revealed that he was a regular customer at the shop who almost made a bee-line for Debbie every time he went in when she was working. She was clearly flattered by the attention of this young man - he was 23 - and said that even though he knew how old she was and that she was married with kids, he was always chatting her up. I suggested that if, as seemed likely, he asked her out, that she should go and see how it goes.
Sure enough he did, but Debbie coyly said she'd think about it. This not only kept him interested and hopeful of a yes, but gave her time to talk to me about where this might go, how it might affect our marriage and if I was sure I'd be okay about it. My favorable reaction must have swayed her as the next time Chris came in and asked her out, she said yes. He was particularly amused by her saying that he could meet her one evening after work and she'd tell her husband that she'd be late home due to stock-taking.
I took Debbie out for dinner on her 35th birthday and the main subject of our conversation all evening was her date with Chris arranged for the following day. I drove her to the station in the morning and gave her money for condoms. "Here you go. Just in case he hasn't got any."
I could think of little else at work all day and that evening took the kids supermarket shopping. It was very difficult to concentrate on what we needed though, knowing my wife was at last out with another man and a much younger man at that. At 41, 23 year old Chris was young enough to be my s0n.
It had been arranged that I'd pick Debbie up from the station off the last train, but it so happened that Chris had done the gentlemanly thing and caught the train before with her to make sure to got back safe. She was all smiles when she got in the car and at home in bed she regaled me with an account of her evening. Chris had met her from work in full view of her colleagues and they gone to the nearby pub. After a few dr1nks he;d suggested they went back to his sister's flat where he lived as his sister was out for the evening. Debbie agreed to go back for a coffee. They then had to walk back past her shop, seen again by the staff and the group of teenage boys that usually hung around outside the shop in the evenings. I should imagine there were a few cat-calls and comments as Chris walk past with Debbie on the way to his place.
No sooner were they in his front door they were kissing, Chris eagerly pulling my wife's dark green uniform polo shirt up and off over her head. She took her white bra off for him and he was quick to fondle her bare breasts, kiss her neck and suck on her nipples, all of which made her pussy twitch and damp. He soon had her in his bedroom and removed his own clothes as she stripped off her black work trousers and panties. Chris had condoms ready but Debbie said the packet looked old, so she got hers out - the packet I'd paid for - and told him to use those instead as "she was a married woman and didn't want any more babies." He happily obliged and soon had my wife on his bed, naked, legs open as he entered her.
After they'd fucked Chris went to the kitchen to make that coffee and Debbie quickly rang me so I knew she was okay. He must have walked back into the bedroom as she told me they'd been "busy" but they should be finished in time for her to catch the last train home and for me to meet her at the station. I should imagine Chris loved hearing the woman he's just fucked on the phone to her husband, so after their coffee and a cigarette, he went for round 2. This time Debbie went on top. After their first frantic fuck, this was a more leisurely affair with Chris letting her do all the work as he admired her naked body, held her thighs and played with her tits.
Such is the stamina and recovery of youth, there was still time for one more fuck before he had to walk her to the station, once more past the store and those teenagers, all no doubt cheering knowing that Chris had just fucked that married woman from the shop.
Apart from her nipples being a bit redder than normal, I don't think I would have suspected anything if I hadn't been privy to the knowledge that my wife had had sex 3 times that evening. It was great hearing all about and I even managed to fuck her twice myself that night in an effort to not only reclaim that pussy but to also try and be as good as her young lover must have been.
Peter C
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dregan76
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We took a big step last night. My wife and her friend, who is engaged, planned a night out at the bar. The plan was for me to meet up at the bar about an hour after they got there. Earlier in the evening my wife and I did a photoshoot in the dress she was wearing (the black one in the pictures) and a few others. She always gets super horny during photoshoots so afterward we fucked and then she went to get ready and left. She sent me a text saying some dudes were flirting with them, but then I didn't hear anything. I got to the bar about an hour and forty-five minutes after they did and didn't see them anywhere. I checked my phone and there were no messages saying they left, so I went to the bar and ordered a *****. I was pondering why I hadn't heard from her and where she was, at first I thought she went home with the dudes but she wouldn't have done that without telling me, and I figured considering the limitations we put in play for the night that she wouldn't have broken our agreement, especially when it was a limitation she put in place. After a few minutes, I had to pee so I got up and walked into the bathroom and immediately saw my wife's friend on all fours getting fucked doggy, and she barely registered it was me when saw me. I looked up and saw my wife leaning against the counter while another naked dude had her dress hiked up and was eating her pussy. I got so hard watching her, but when she told the dude if he can't eat her pussy better than that, he'll never fuck her, I laughed and she saw me and smiled when she saw me rubbing my dick through my jeans. I left the bathroom and she came out a couple minutes later and said her friend was going home with those guys. I asked if she would have fucked the guy if I didn't walk in and she said no, but she did try to give him a blow job but he couldn't get hard, so she told him to eat her pussy. I finished my beer, we went home and I lived up to my end of our agreement where I locked her into the new hanging stockade we got in and punished her with the flogger and paddle, and then fucked her until our sheets were soaked. We talked about it this morning, and she doesn't have any regrets thankfully, although she wondered why it took me so long to go into the bathroom. I told her I didn't know she was in there, and she looked at her phone and the text telling me to go into the bathroom when I got there had a "failed to send' notification. She did say she didn't feel totally comfortable blowing the guy, which actually was on her list of "will nots", so I don't think her fucking another guy is on the immediate horizon but we will see how it goes. I reiterated to her that I don't want her doing anything she isn't comfortable with, I'm just glad she is trying and willing to try to indulge some of my fantasy. |
