I wish I could write better. Please accept my apologies in advance. This is an absolutely true story of how I was cuckolded and what it was like for me the very first time. I have no reason to make it up, its just what happened. My wife and I were madly in love with each other. We were both 23 and had just recently married. At night when we're in bed together, we would tell each other fantasy stories to further enhance the already wonderful sex life that I thought we had together. Our favourite stories were always based around Lyn (my darling wife) wanting to seduce, be seduced and fucking various guys and my friends. Telling these erotic stories to each other went on regularly for the first full year of our marriage. Then one day, it all changed. It was a Friday night and a group of us were at the local Pub consuming quite a few rounds of drinks. A very close friend from my school days, Ian, who was also a business associate was quite tipsy and had been mucking around and flirting with Lyn, big time, all night. Lyn, my wife (who was also drunk) took me aside at the bar and half-joking asked me if she should try to go further with his flirtations and play up to him. This was to enhance and act out some of our sexy stories that we told each other in bed at night. I quickly said yes. I was also fairly drunk, all it seemed at the time, was that it was just some harmless drunken fun and game playing with good friends. I still remember to this day, that I strangely found it very exciting to think that my darling wife was going to try and flirt with Ian. In my mind, it was more of a fun drunken dare for Lyn. Maybe a kiss would occur, and that idea of just a simple kiss by my wife with Ian to be incredibly exciting. Lyn and I had agreed and we hatched our drunken plan. I was going to excuse myself from the group and go home, saying that I was far too drunk and not feeling well. Lyn would disagree vigorously saying she was having far too much fun and wanted to stay at the pub to drink. At this point, I would then ask Ian as a friend to be responsible and to look after my wife Lyn and ensure that she was safe, looked after and got a taxi to home once the pub closed. By the time I arrived home, I was shaking, my stomach was in knots, I was scared and also excited in anticipation of what flirting could actually happen between Lyn and Ian. Would Lyn hug him, would they cuddle or would she actually give him a quick kiss goodbye at the end of the night? At home I was racking my brain and trying to make sense of what Lyn and I were doing and why was I so very excited by it all. My mind was racing and I could not comprehend what was happening. I had no idea how to handle the emotions I was feeling this strange excitement building up within me. The excitement of Lyn and Ian flirting and the possibility that there could be a few kisses and maybe a cuddle between them at the very most was flooding my mind. I never believed or thought for even a second that sex might happen between them, after all, he was one of my very best friends and my darling Lyn was my new wife. That night I nearly threw up a couple of times as my stomach was churning, my head was spinning. I also realised that I had also reached inside my pants and was playing with my cock. My cock felt wonderful as I was thinking of Ian and my wife kissing and even the impossible thoughts of Ian touching with my wife's beautiful breasts over her blouse. They were impossible thoughts, as this was my wife, they were my wife's breasts that she allowed me to touch, not Ian's breasts. With those thoughts in my head, wanting to cum while touching my cock mixed with all the alcohol I had consumed, I fell asleep on the couch, around midnight. Lyn woke me when she arrived home, it was now 5 in the morning and she was sitting on the floor beside me on the couch. Lyn was in tears, nonstop crying and muttering to herself and me through her tears, what had she had done to our marriage, what had she done to me and what a dirty little slut she was. I held her in my arms to comfort her realising that something had indeed happened and Lyn was bitterly upset. As Lyn calmed down, she told me what had happened saying it was the drink and she totally hated herself as she realised that she had allowed Ian to seduce her. It was then it hit me fully, like a sledgehammer to the head that my darling wife had gone to Ian's bed. She had spread her legs for my good friend and she had cum with him numerous times while having wild sex. Lyn hated herself for fucking Ian, she hated that he was my and our friend, she hated that they had both cum at least three times but mostly she hated that she had loved the sex and admitted that the sex was incredible with Ian. She admitted finally, that they were in bed for at least 3 hours, it was not a drunken "quicky" against the wall. It was 3 hours of passionate sexual lovemaking between my wife and my best friend. We had been talking for about 2 hours, the sun had just risen and my wife noticed that I had developed a semi-erection, under my pants, something that even I had not realised. It was at this moment that everything changed, our lives would be different forevermore. Lyn smiled and leaned across and started jerking my cock through my pants. Lyn asked me, did it excite me knowing that she had been underneath Ian as it appeared so. Lyn unbuttoned her blouse exposing her breasts, my breasts and then hung her nipples in my mouth telling me that Ian had just also sucked on her nipples as I played with her tits. My wife was seducing me while describing in her soft sexy voice every detail of what she and Ian had done together and how much she had cum so many times with him. I tried to make the incredible feelings last but my cock just exploded into her hands, it was the hardest and most fantastic cumming, I think I had ever had. We talked about what had happened between her and Ian all day. We had sex twice, then we talked all night having sex at least twice more. I could not believe that I could get hard and cum so much. We then continued our talking and sex every single day and night for the next few weeks, it was the most enjoyable and exciting sex I have ever had in my life – we literally had sex every day and night for the next 2 weeks straight. We talked over and over about how Lyn had spread her legs for Ian. How she came on his cock, how Ian came so deep inside her with no protection. We talked about the passion that Lyn admitted they had together, the groping, the sucking and the fingering, we talked about it all so many times. Whenever we talked my cock became hard and Lyn always became so wet and slippery. Lyn was so turned on by what had happened and so was I, we were constantly aroused. The thought of Lyn giving herself and being taken by another man, my best friend made me nearly cum every single time Lyn touched me. Following that night when Ian fucked my wife, he totally avoided me for the next 2 weeks, but he was not avoiding my wife, Lyn. He was calling Lyn at her office, asking her to go out with him again, telling her how fantastic she was and how much he had always liked her and that their sex was the best he had ever had and reminding her how many times she came with him. Lyn was keeping me informed of all Ian's calls and conversations and I could tell that she was loving the attention and loved the memory of the sex with Ian and loved the passion and sex between us. After about two weeks my wife raised the topic. She told me that she really wanted to see Ian just one more time. She wanted his cock and she wanted the excitement of Ian and the excitement that it had been given to both of us. I actually quickly agreed to Lyn seeing Ian as I secretly also wanted it to happen again. The feelings and excitement was something that I could not control within myself. We agreed that she would accept his offer to go out and she would allow herself to be seduced by him, but we also agreed It was just the "one time" only and was to be thought of as a goodbye fuck. When Lyn and Ian met the next time, Lyn does know why, but she told Ian that I was useless in bed, that I had a very small cock compared to his cock and that she really wanted his huge cock deep inside of her. Lyn told him that he and his cock made her feel like a real woman and he made her cum so many times with his magnificent hard cock. Lyn believes that this conversation she had with Ian was her reason and justification to Ian for her being unfaithful to me. After all, Lyn and I had only been married for just over a year and Lyn was desperately craving and wanting another man's bigger and better cock and she needed a reason for this. So again, Lyn, my darling wife went out with Ian that night, she kissed him, sucked his nipples and cock and spread her legs for him again, but this time as Lyn told me her legs were spread very very wide apart as she wanted Ian to completely fill her, use her and take her. Lyn again came multiple times that night with Ian's cock, tongue and fingers and she actually spent over seven hours fucking in bed with him that night. Lyn confessed to me again that she loved every single minute of being a slut to Ian and being totally unfaithful to me again. Lyn did not want to stop after the agreed “one” more time, we discussed it, we agreed and she saw him again the following week, it was always just one more time. Lyn was wanting him, his cock and his far better ability than me in bed more and more and more. I had always agreed with Lyn seeing Ian as I also had become addicted to my wife fucking one of my best friends. The excitement that she would give me when she arrived home telling me how much she had enjoyed it and in detail what they had done to each other that night. My wife and Ian continued their loving relationship fucking regularly at least once a week for about a year. During all that time Ian still pretended to be my best friend, we met often, we had social nights, we laughed, joked and drank together. All the while he looked at me knowing that he was sucking and fucking my darling wife over and over behind my back. He looked at me knowing that Lyn had told him I was useless in bed, never gave Lyn good orgasms and that I had a small cock compared to his. After all what else would he think, I was his best friend. While we were socialising and drinking, I was looking at Ian knowing that I knew every move he made. I knew every time he passionately kissed and held my darling wife, every time he played, sucked and squeezed her breasts, every time my best friend inserted his finger into Lyn and every thrust, he made with his cock into my wife's pussy. Lyn always told me everything after they had been together and their sexual activities. About Ian's large cock and how good he was moving and driving it inside her and especially how much she loved the feeling of being fucked by him. Their affair, as Lyn called it, eventually ended after about a year. By this time Lyn was hooked on cuckolding me. She wanted bigger and better cocks, she wanted her freedom and the control of having sex whenever she wanted it and yes, I was now totally hooked on being cuckolded. I never saw Lyn actually have sex with Ian but seeing her have sex with another man was to change soon after my darling wife's first affair.... with my best friend, was over.