My life

My wife Vicky is a very gentle person. Has a very caring nature and everybody loves her. We have always had a good sex life and experimented with almost every aspect of sex. We have introduced other people into our sex life as well and she always enjoyed being with other men. After a few meetings we decided that we would only invite men for her and I wouldn’t meet other women.  I was happy to watch and over time didn’t really want to join in. I just enjoyed seeing her being pleasured by other men. 

She is very pretty and has a slim waist that accentuates her womanly figure. 34D with hips to match and men look at her wherever we go. She’s the woman that when you’re out and you see her in the street you think I’d love to see her naked. 

One particular man, John, became a favourite of hers and she looked forward to the times they met very much. I knew that she had developed feelings for him but instead of being upset I loved the idea that she was becoming attached to him. I knew them that I was, and wanted to be her cuckold. 

Because John was special to her she wanted to be alone with him when he came to our house I  had to stand outside the door and listen and occasionally see through the door gap, her being being brought to orgasm several times. 

My cock is a good size, a bit above average, but he was quite a bit bigger than me. He was also younger and fitter and taller than me, very good looking and I would say her dream man. 

Where I should have been worried that I was losing her, my cuckold mentality was loving the idea that she might become very attached to him. When I’d read about this in the past I used to think that the men must be a bit simple but here I was wanting it to happen. 

After a particularly long session in our bedroom (4 hours) where I was told to not be in the room I felt it was time to talk about our feelings. When he left we chatted and I told her I knew how she felt about him but I was happy that she was happy as I loved her and wanted her to feel the desire that she felt when we met. 

She told me that she loves me but she wanted him so much. The sex was better with him than it had ever been with me and anyway these days I often  struggled to get hard properly and satisfy her. 

What did surprise me was that my gentle, loving wife told me that I had to accept the fact that he is the main man in her sex life and I won’t be getting any more sex with her as it was usually over too quickly anyway. 

That was a bolt out of the blue but my jealousy, instead of being upsetting, was actually enhancing my feelings of being inadequate and confusingly I wanted it. 

I agreed to everything she wanted. 

I told her about my cuckold feelings and she surprised me by telling me that she  knew I wasn’t man enough for her and she already knew for some time that I would accept her demands. She said she felt that she was in charge and there would be changes in our marriage. 

Most of the time I was to stand outside the door when they were in our bed. I was not to masturbate and occasionally I would be able to watch. When he stayed the night I was to sleep in the spare room and in the morning I was to bring them tea in bed. She would be  going on evenings out as his girlfriend and she would leave me chores to do when they were out. 

She said that as we had already broached the subject they would be going out to dinner that evening with his friends and I was to stay home and clean the kitchen, change the bedding on our bed and then go to ‘my room’ and she would see me in the morning when she called for their tea in bed. 

This is what happened:

Late afternoon she went upstairs to take a long bath and for the first time ever locked the door so I couldn’t see her. She was in there in about an hour and then went to our room. I was hovering outside the bathroom feeling intense jealousy. But it was actually enhancing the feeling for her and I wanted to feel that jealousy. 

She told me she was going to get ready and I was to go downstairs and wait. I wanted to watch her get ready but she told me that I wouldn’t be seeing her naked until I had earned it. And there wouldn’t be any passionate kissing as she only wanted to kiss John. I waited downstairs trying to keep myself busy tidying and when she came down the stairs she looked stunning in a short black, tight dress. She had her holdups on underneath but I knew there was no underwear. 

We chatted and she could see that I was hard and I’d never felt so horny in all my life. It overwhelmed me and I asked if she could wank me before she left. She laughed and said that’s not going to happen. 

The doorbell rang and she told me to get the door. It was John who came in and walked past me and started kissing Vicky. 

Vicky asked me to get them a glass of wine each and I took them both a glass. I sat down with them and they held hands, occasionally kissed and I noticed how he stroked her face tenderly as they chatted. I wasn’t really included and I asked what time the meal was booked for. 

They said they were just waiting for their friends to arrive as they were coming for a drink before they went for their meal. I wasn’t expecting that. 

The doorbell rang and I opened it to see a very glamorous couple. I invited them in and got them a glass of wine each. They sat chatting to John and Vicky who were still cuddling and kissing each other. She was definitely ’with’ him. The other couple obviously knew who I was but I wasn’t really included in the conversation. 

After another drink each there was another knock on the door and I opened it to a taxi driver. As they left Vicky gave me a peck on the forehead and reminded me that I should be in my room when they get back. 

The other couple smiled and looked at me as they left. 

That was a very long evening and I looked at the clock every 5 minutes. My jealousy overwhelmed me so much that I no longer had an erection. I just wanted her to be home. But all the time in the back of my mind I wanted this feeling so much. I cleaned the kitchen thoroughly and changed the bedding in their room. 

After about 3 hours I heard a car pull up and peered out of my curtains to see a taxi. John and Vicky got out and I heard the other lady ask Vicky whether her husband would be in bed in his room. In front of the taxi driver. That was humiliating but I wasn’t upset. I enjoyed it. Another new feeling..

They came into the house and as I had moved to the top of the stairs I could see them kissing and touching each other at the bottom of the stairs. Vicky leant against him as his hand went under her dress and fingered her. She didn’t take long to start breathing heavily and then a loud groan as she came on his fingers. 

They started walking up the stairs so I ducked into my room. They were quite drunk and when they went into their room they left the door about half open. 

I took a chance and stood outside the room and looked through the gap in the door jamb. They stood kissing and she slowly undressed him and then was on her knees sucking his very hard cock. It was probably about 8 inches and very thick. She pulled back his foreskin to reveal a huge purple nob end. Her hand cupped his huge balls and he had his head back as she pleasured him. 

After a few minutes she took her dress off and they fell onto their bed. She was on her back and he got between her legs and started kissing her tits. Her nipples are rather large and they stood out rock hard at an inch long. 

She pulled him up and I knew that his cock had slid into her as he started moving on her. She was moaning loudly and telling him to fuck her hard. He started banging into her really hard and she grabbed his flesh on his back and shouted out to him to go harder. I’d never heard her this loud and she had a continuous moan for about 5 minutes. 

When her orgasm hit her she shouted out his name loudly and moaned like I’d never heard from her. 

As she continued to cum for several seconds John groaned loudly and I saw his bum tense as he forced himself into her and stopped at least 5 times as he came in her. They both collapsed and seemed to go to sleep as they lay still with him still on top of her. 

I went to my room with a cock as hard as it had ever been. It took ages to fall asleep and I did sleep nearly all night. I was woken in the morning with her screaming out his name as he agaìn fucked her. 

After about 10 minutes my door opened and John was stood there naked. I could see the spunk all over his cock and a drip formed on the end and dropped onto the carpet. Teatime he said and I got up and made them tea in bed. She was covered up when I entered and she said thank you and could I shut the door on the way out as they needed to chat and make plans. 

Within the next hour I heard them fuck agaìn and they went for a shower together and he left late morning. 

She sat down with me and asked how I felt. I told her that I had never felt so jealous in all my life but I was glad that she had a lovely evening. She hugged me and kissed my forehead and said thank you and told me she loved me and would never want to live with anyone else but she needed John for sex. I asked her if she loved him and she said she thinks so but said that I was on her mind for much of the evening. 

That is our life and we’ve been happy like this for 6 months. I think John may be having less of an influence in her life as his nights staying are getting less frequent. I still don’t get to see her naked and don’t get any passionate kissing with her but we are content. 

I am writing this alone as she got dressed up earlier and is out with friends. No mention of John so maybe she’s got a new one.