Written by A new cuckold

Fact
10 Sep 2010


It took 3 months to turn my wife from a stereotypical prude into a swinger.

A little bit of background, and quite possibly a lot of parallels between my own life and yours. We met ten years ago, when she was 35 and I 30. We married five years ago and have had an average relationship. Faithful, and the sex has been fab. Like most couples, the frequency of sex starts high and drops off over the years.

Then Christmas 2008, I decided to pep things up and bought her a rabbit. I then continued to buy her the odd gift and our sex life improved and she took to the dildo’s, having never used one before.

One night I broached the subject of fantasies and during sex we ended up talking about threesomes. The pillow talk was very dirty and progressed rapidly. We had some great sessions and we also had some cold sober discussions about how such an act would/could affect our relationship. I don’t mean sober, in the sense that we are always drunk, I mean having a discussion in the height of passion is different from having a discussion when you are both fully dressed.

You see, it has been my fantasy to see my wife being fucked by another man for 20 plus years. Ever since I read a story in a wank mag, in my teens. A baker and his wife employed a young man to help in their shop. The youngster was forward in his advances and ended up fucking the wife in the backroom, having banished the husband to the shop. This planted an early seed and has rattled around in my brain ever since.

So I was thrilled when the suggestion to my wife was met with an equal amount of excitement. We proceeded to watch porn, which in turn led to me taking pics and video of her, which she allowed me to post online, as long as her face was obscured. She loved reading the comments. She is very well endowed up top with a fairly slim figure, and she has natural 46 JJ, which have always bought her lots of attention.

The photos went down well, and we ended up on a swinging website. Which in turn led to us getting into web camming. All of this came in little steps, one night after the other, as we explored and discovered the sex scene on the Internet. It was all very fresh and exciting for us as we took these little steps.

Then one night whilst webcamming we ended up in a private room giving a show to this single guy called M. It all happened remarkably quickly, but he suggested that he would love to see the real thing, which my wife quickly agreed to, and we arranged a meeting in a hotel just a few days later.

We talked about it again in the cold light of day and we were still both very eager. It was such a distraction and neither of us could concentrate at work. During this short spell, we swapped some e-mails with M which got us even hotter.

The night came and we arranged a babysitter. However, it is not this first, nor the second threesome that I am about to re-count. I will share those events if the demand is there. It is the third episode that I wish to share with you all, the one that gets me more turned on.

One of our strict rules, is that the other guy has to wear a condom for oral and penetration. My wife would obviously prefer not to use one, but I want that simple pleasure to be mine alone. Not a big ask, all considered.

This particular night, we organised the kids to have a sleepover so the house was ours. We had already chatted about how we would like the night to progress, so there was a gameplan and everyone knew how to act. M came well prepared to do his part.

My wife was dressed in a simple summer dress, with some knockout lingerie on, make up. M arrived at 6pm, it had already gone dark outside and I greeted him and took him into the lounge and my very excited wife.

We chatted for a few moments and there was some champagne on ice. This was the exciting part, as I was unaware of what how M was to handle the next bit. It was agreed, that M would get me out of the house for a short while.He asked me if I liked the cinema, as he had a spare ticket for tonight. The film started at 7.30 pm at a cinema some 20 miles away. Yes I said. He reached into his wallet and handed me the ticket.

"Would you mind pouring the champagne before you go?"

I poured two glasses, my wife gave me a passionate kiss and I left with a huge hard-on. I jumped in the car as they both watched me from the door and drove off. I was so excited, my heart was thumping, but I had a slightly different plan. I wasn't off to the cinema. I parked around the corner and walked back to the house. I snuck around the back garden and got into a pre-arranged position, where from the dark of night, I could see into the house, but couldn't be seen from within. A peeping tom at my own house. The rear patio doors were perfect and provided the best cinema screen in the world.

They were already at it, and obviously had wasted no time once I left.

M was sitting on the sofa, his shirt and tie intact, but his trousers and pants on the floor. My wife was still fully dressed, but was sitting between his legs on her knees. Her head was already bobbing up and down in his lap. Her hand around his shaft. Within seconds I had my cock out and was stroking it. It has never been so hard. Watching my wife, blowing this guy, on my sofa, with her knowing that I was on my way to a cinema. There is a real thrill, a real dread, a bittersweet enjoyment in knowing that my wife is such a dirty slut. Knowing that she is really enjoying herself. Knowing that she knows I am turned on and am happy for her to be so naughty.

My wife loves being naughty, she gets a real kick out of being a respectable mother, wife and boss at work. If you met her, and some of you may well have done, you would think she is just a typical prudish housewife. However there she was, with his freed cock deep in her mouth.

Normal width but about 2 inches longer then my six. They stood at this point and he got undressed, she lost her dress. My beautiful wife was now in her stockings, suspender, knickers and bra. M was completely naked sporting a rockhard erection. They now stood, facing each other and kissing. He was fingering her wet pussy, her legs slightly apart, and she was wanking on his cock. They were still deeply kissing.

He now knelt infront of her and started to eat her pussy. She gripped his head firmly and a few moments later it was obvious she came. She comes very easily, very noisy, very wet and has multiple orgasms. It is so much fun fucking her, except tonight I wasn't.

M sat on the sofa, and she straddled him, first facing him and riding his big cock, whilst he popped her tits out and sucked on them, then she faced away from him and he held her amrs behind her as she leant forward. She was grinding her clit into his lap and must have come a few times.

There was probably about 30 minutes of fucking in the lounge. On her back, on all fours, up against the window, which was one of the best views for me. She was bent over, her hands on the glass, being fucked from behind, as he slapped her arse.

Then she stopped, and took him by the hand upstairs. That was the last I saw of them. The bedroom light went on, so I was left alone, wanking in the garden. Now it was just the sweet agony of wondering what she was doing to him.

I went back to the car in the next road, and sat there slowly wanking. I had to give them some time, as they thought I was at the cinema. It was the longest few hours of my life.

At 10.30 I decided to return home, they had now been alone for over 4 hours. When I got to the bottom of the stairs, I could hear them at it in the bedroom. I was curious, so I crept upstairs, and poked my head around the door. M was lying on his back and my wife was sucking on his cock. I went into the bedroom and watched closely.

"Have you had fun?" I asked.

"He's a brilliant fuck" said she

"Your wife is one dirty girl" said he.

"Now your back, I want you to watch as M comes on my face." she said.

I got my cock out and started wanking, as my baby got on her knees infront of M now standing over her. She started to eagerly suck and wank on his cock. She was very enthusiastic, I was so turned on watching my little lady trying to get this guy to come all over face. Then he took his own cock in his hand, pushed her head back and proceeded to wank at a lightening rate.

Bam, the biggest load of cum I have seen in such a long time was now dripping down her face. Her eye was glued shut and he carried on wanking, milking his long piece. His cum was dripping off her face, and it was all too much for me, I shot my load , the majority of it hitting her body.

M left shortly afterwards.

She told me that they fucked in every position when they got upstairs. She made him wank himself all over her tits and rub it in with his cock. Then she lay there while he licked her clit. When he recovered, he fucked her again. The evening was a night of passion. She even let him take pictures of her on his mobile, as long as she covered her face. He said he wanted to wank off to the pics, and she was turned on by the thought of him sitting there drooling over her.

He asked for her phone number and she told him what it was.

That was quite a shock. This really took my cuckold position into a new level. My wife was now free to send dirty text messages, and even chat to him. Furthermore, she could arrange her own meetings with him.

As she sat atop of me, riding my cock, with her tits swinging in my face. She told me that he had invited her to his flat. That she was going to go one night next week whilst I waited at home. This time she was going to let him cum in her mouth. She wanted me to taste another mans spunk on her lips when we kissed. Then she would let me have sloppy seconds.

It was music to my ears. I do hope she goes through with it. I would love to sit there at home, knowing my wife is acting like a slut.


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