12 comments/ 19973 views/ 8 favorites Letter to a Cuckold By: Hunter_C This was a letter I received from my wife's new lover, informing me of my wife's new found sexuality and how he had exploited my wife's new found love for sex. * Just wanted to drop you a line and let you know that your wife is OK. I'm sure, by now, you're beside yourself with panic, since you haven't seen her in a few days, but your wife is just fine, not harmed, and is currently resting comfortably right beside me. Who am I, well...? I'm the guy that ended the fidelity in your marriage. You see, a few days ago, I went to visit my sister, she works part time as a beautician at a salon, sorry a boutique. Our family is very well off and she doesn't need the work but she has fun socializing and it pretty good at it. At least that is what your wife tells me. Anyway, when I walked in I saw my sister working on someone hair, talking and laughing. As I walked up, they were deep in girl I picked up that they were giggling and laughing about the size, or the lack of it of some mans member. I came up behind my sister to give her a hug and was suddenly smitten by the beauty of the woman sitting in the chair. Of course my sister saw me quickly enough and turned to give me a hug, but I was caught by the sight of a beauty in a tight blouse, short skirt, and silky long legs. To say I was in awe was an understatement. As you have probably guessed, the masterpiece before me, is your wife. I tried to regain my senses and slowly began to talk with my sister, but my eyes kept being drawn to your wife. Slowly we began to include her in the conversation. I asked what they were talking about when I walked up, cause I love a funny story, your wife simply responded "oh nothing, just my husband." I noticeably looked your wife up and down then told her what a lucky guy her husband was to have such a beautiful wife. Your wife looked up at me with a beautiful smile and her face became slightly flush as she responded "why, thank you." I found a seat nearby and listened as your wife and my sister continued to talk, it was still about you, but not the same subject. I learned that you had a dinner planed for that night, then a nice little vacation planned. A week on the islands, how sweet and romantic. I envied you at that point. A week of seeing this beautiful creature in a bikini on the sand, and out of her suit in the safety of your private bungalow. Your wife even showed my sister your tickets and reservation info. This must have been some week you had planned, your wife was gushing with anticipation. Then lady luck came and sat down on my lap. Because your wife had been sitting for so long without moving her head, she developed a spasm in her neck. It looked quite painful, I noticed her wince a few times as my sister put the finishing touches on her silky hair. Your wife then asked if the girl that does massage treatments was there for her neck. Luckily, she wasn't. So my sister offered me up. My sister told your wife how my hands are firm, yet smooth as butter, and because I wasn't an employee, there would only be a minimum facilities charge. Your wife did hesitate, for about a second, but then another shot of pain went through her neck as she turned to look at me and she quickly agreed. I didn't even need to be asked. The thought of putting my hands on your lovely wife was a wet dream come true. I guess I should describe myself, I'm tall, about 6'3". Dark blond hair that my sister keeps in whatever style is current. I weigh about 235, most people describe my body type as chiseled. I work out a lot, because I like to take my shirt off at the beach and watch people, mostly women, stare in awe. A little vain I know, but it's fun to see, especially if the women are with a man or a family. I've done a bit of modeling, mostly business suits and fashion, but also some underwear and a topless shot for Abercrombie and Fitch. Several people say I should be in movies, or play the American style of football, but I'm comfortable with my life, laid back and easy going. My sister led your wife and I, back to the massage room. After getting your wife comfortable on the table and showing me were all the oils and warmer was, she excused herself to go to her next client. I was working on your wife's neck, as we discussed your impending vacation. I told her that I enjoy the beach, but snorkeling and scuba diving is a lot more fun and beautiful. It's a whole different world beneath the waves, and the colors are much more vibrant. She said she didn't think you had anything like that planed. That's really too bad, you can see so much more of the world under water, not to mention the weightless beauty of a woman. I worked on your wife's neck for a while, and soon had her moaning in pleasure from my hands. I found the muscle that was tight and began to trace it down to her shoulders. The tightness of her shirt kept me from getting to the source but with a little convincing, she removed her shirt and bra and laid back down under a towel. As I continued to work the muscle, lower and lower, I began to shift the towel, inch by inch down her back, till the curve of side of her breast became visible. Your wife must have known cause she pulled her arms in a little tighter to obstruct my sight. I asked her if she would like for me to get the rest of her back. She seemed hesitant, so I offered to resume work on her neck and shoulders while I pulled the towel back into place. She agreed that would be nice as long as I didn't mess up her hair. I pulled up a seat at her head and resumed my menstruations. Your wife was again moaning in appreciation. Long drawn out moans as my fingers slid over her skin and worked the muscle. I lowered the sides of the table, allowing your wife's arms to rest a little more naturally, below the table, but in doing so, put your wife's hands and forearms on my legs. She tensed up when her hands first made contact, but my menstruations soon had her relaxed. I'm quite large below the waist, or so I've been told, and your wife's hands were merely an inch away from the head of my cock. I tried not to pay attention, but the heat of your wife's hands and her moans of delight caused a reaction. My heart began to beat harder and harder. Then my cock began to grow with each beat, working its way down the leg of my shorts toward your wife's hand. When it made contact, your wife jumped, and quickly moved her hand lower on my thigh. My cock, seeking its prize, continued to swell and chase it. It happened several times, my head would encroach on the tips of her fingers only for her to move it away. When only her wrist was on my knee and my cock was still seeking out its prize, your wife simply gave up the relentless pursuit of my trouser snake. I continued to grow, now nearly at full mast, as the head of my cock worked its way under the fingertips of your wife's hand. To give her credit, she didn't move for a long time. But it was having an effect. Her breathing became quicker, her neck and face became flush, and after a few minutes, I could feel her fingers begin moving, to explore the considerable size of the head of my raging monster. Her feather light touches moved back and forth over the head, followed briefly by a light squeeze. Then she removed her hand and let it hang off the table. I was disappointed to be sure, but I was still touching your wife so I wasn't to upset. After a few minutes, I felt you wife shake her hand, it must have been going to sleep, at which time I took her hand and held it out to allow blood flow. After a minute, I took her hand and placed it back on my leg, with her hand and arm resting on the shaft of my cock. I felt my cock surge at the touch of your wife's hand and arm, and then I let your wife's hand go and resumed work on her shoulder. Within a few minutes, she was again feeling around the shaft of my cock with her finger tips. Taking in the girth of my manhood. I felt her shift her arm, and now her fingers were lying around my cock. Every so often, she would give it a squeeze. The skin on her neck and shoulder was getting hot to the touch and turning a deep pink shade. I'm pretty sure she was getting turned on. My experience with women has taught me to keep then wanting more. So I slowly pulled my chair back, letting her fingers which are now wrapped around my cock, slide along its length. As soon as my cock was out of her grasp, I stood up. Your wife raised her head and looked up at me, desire painted across her face and asked, almost with a whimper "Are we done?" "No" I replied, "But I think it would be a good idea if I worked on your upper back, your neck and shoulder are loose but there is still tension between your shoulder blades and in your upper back." Your wife responded "Yea, your right, I am tight down there." She sounded a little disappointed, and I'm still not quite sure if she was referring to her back, or something else. I pushed the towel down her back, this time the curve of her breast clearly in view as her arms were now hanging off the table. I put up the arm rest for her to rest on, and the whole time, she kept stealing glances at my crotch. Standing at the head of the table and leaning over her head, I began working the muscle in the upper back and between her shoulder blades. Soon she was moaning again, enjoying the feeling of my hands across her naked back. I felt something brush across my leg, and when I looked, your wife had moved her arm so that her hand was hanging off the arm rest and was between my legs. She was hoping for another feel of my cock, so I obliged her. Every so often, I would shift my weight and let my leg and cock brush up against her hand. Every once in a while, it would hit just right and she would give it a light momentary squeeze. I worked my hands around her sides, and every so often, I would let my finger slightly brush the exposed flesh of her breast that was pushing out under her weight. I began alternating witch side I would do it on and I began to feel your wife shift her body, trying to prolong the contact. Her breathing was again becoming ragged and her face was flush. I'm sure her panties were soaked even then. I looked down her body and realized her skirt had ridden up her legs. The bottom cleft of her ass was visible and looked so inviting. I worked my hands down her back, pushing the towel lower and lower, till it was bunched just above her ass. Her naked back was on full display and had a slight sheen from the oil. As I leaned farther and farther, the top of your wives head came closer and closer to my crotch. There was a slight touch, and she turned her head till her face was right at my crotch, my fully erect penis on display under my shorts, pinned between my leg and the table. I heard your wife draw a deep breath and realized she was trying to take in my man musk, and her hand took a firm hold of the head of my cock, filling her small hand, and gave it a firm squeeze. I watched as her ass cheeks clenched together and a shiver ran through her body. I decided now was to good time to change the game a little. With a little reluctance, I moved away from your wife's hand and shifted around to the side of the table. Your wife's face followed my crotch around to the side, refusing, even for an instant, to look away from my crotch. The bulge, running down my leg was clearly evident, as my cock strained against the material of my shorts toward freedom. I began running my hand up and down the length of your wife's back. Up the middle and down the sides, letting my fingertips brush the softness of her breast. Then reverse, running my hand up the sides and down the back. You wife's breathing was deep, and every so often, she would shift or wiggle her bottom. I caught a whiff of her arousal and knew then that this was only going to end one way. I asked her if she would like a full body massage, my gift for her upcoming vacation. She agreed and I shifted the towel down over her ass. She started to reach for her skirt and panties, but I said "allow me". I reached under the towel and took hold of the waist of her skirt and panties at her hips. I lifted her hips, then slowly began pulling the fabric down off her hips. I pulled it tight as I pulled the fabric over her ass. Then gathered the fabric and pulled it on down her legs. When her panties, if that's what you can call that strip of fabric, came exposed, the scent of her arousal hit me full force. Where it was merely a whiff before, it was now a sent that filled the room. Kind of like a bouquet of flowers, only better. I looked at the crotch of your wife's panties and they were soaked, her sweet honey almost dripping from the fabric. The sent filled my nostrils and where I was fully engorged before. I was now steel hard. My cock ached painfully with each heartbeat. The leg of my shorts pulled away from my leg and your wife's eyes were looking on with a look of pure lust. I started rubbing her calves, working the sides with my fingers and letting the palm press down the on the back. She must have had a wax appointment prior cause her legs were silky soft. I worked the muscle over and over, a moan escaping her lips with almost every stroke. I moved my hands over the back of her knees and on to her hamstrings. I kept the same motion as I did wither her calves, but added a little circular motion, up the inside, with my thumbs pulling the flesh, then out at the junction of her ass and legs, then down the outside with my fingers. This had the effect of pulling her legs apart and exposing her pussy to the air of the room. While it was still not visible, the scent of her arousal was becoming overpowering. I applied some more oil to her legs, and as a result, it caused my hand to slip a little higher then I intended at the time. My right thumb came in contact with the soft lips of her smooth pussy. The lubrication she was leaking caused my thumb to slide along the length of her slit. When my thumb made its initial contact, your wife took in a sharp intake of breath, which she let out with a long deep moan. Her hips also jumped and slightly pushed against my thumb, wedging my finger deeper into her slit. I decided now was as good a time as any, and instead of pull my finger away, I pulled her cheeks apart, and kept my thumb running up and down her slit. Sliding down almost to her clit, then back and around the entrance of her overheated pussy. You wife started to work her hips around in circles, trying to make my thumb make contact with her clit or make my thumb dip deeper into her. Soft moans and whimpers every time I would come close but not quite there. The towel began to slip from her ass due to the movement, but she didn't seem to care. Before long, the towel slipped completely and landed in a heap on the floor. Your wife either didn't notice, or didn't care, I'm going with the later, and her hip movement only became more demanding. Within a few seconds, the moans and whimpers turned to groans of frustration as I would not allow her the contact she so desperately wanted. Her eyes were tightly closed, and her lips were parted, as her breath increased. Then I saw her lips move. It formed a single word but no sound came out. I continued my teasing ministrations and again, her lips moved for form a word. This time the sound that came out was barely a whisper, and still could not be herd. Her hip movement was becoming erratic and difficult to control the limits of my touch. Then she softly whispered the word again. It was difficult, but I barely caught the word that escaped from her lips, "Please." Your wife was begging me to end her torment, and touch her more purposefully in the spot that till that day had been reserved exclusively for you. "Please what", I asked? "Please" she repeated more wantonly. "Please, what. Touch you, lick you, fuck you, and give you an endless series of orgasms. What are you asking of me?" She simply responded again, "Please." Now knowing I had complete control, I told her, "Please is not enough, ask me to do what you want me to do, tell me that you want to feel my hand on and in your pussy, tell me you want to feel my tongue circle your clit and suck you to an orgasm, tell me you want to feel my cock spread your pussy lips and slide into you inch by long inch. You have to say it. I want to hear the words come from your lips." I used my thumb to slide around the opening, gathering the lubrication that was free flowing from her overheated pussy, and slid it up till the tip of my finger lightly brushed the exposed tip of her clit. Your wife jerked at the minor contact, with a sharp intake of breath. Her eyes were closed tight and I saw her lips begin to move. But again, she was making no sound. "I cannot hear you, speak up, and tell me what you want." This time, she began to speak as she was taking deep breaths. It was almost in audible at first, but with each word she gained strength. "Please, touch my pussy, use your finger to rub my clit and fill my pussy. Please make me cum!" "What about your husband," I asked? I felt her body stiffen, and thought my pride and ego had made a mistake, but with my thumb poised at the entrance to her pussy and my finger right below her clit, my other hand had a firm grasp on the cheek of her ass pulling it wide apart exposing her little rose bud, there was little else that she could think about. I held there for what seemed like an eternity, but was really only about 5 seconds. She took in a deep breath and held it for a second, then your sweet, beautiful, innocent, and faithful wife stated with conviction, "I need it, give it to me, he'll never know, fuck him." "Fuck him huh, not quite what I had in mind" I replied. I plunged my thumb into the depths of her hot wet and unbelievably tight pussy. My finger slid up over her exposed clit and began working in circles around and over it. "Yes" your sweet wife hissed, "Oh God that feels so good", she continued. The muscles of her pussy clamping onto my thumb, trying to grip it and keep it from moving. Her pussy was so tight that I was feeling the blood flow to the tip of my finger slow. Her ass and hips launched themselves off the table, toward my fingers. She continued to push back farther and farther, trying to drive my thumb deeper and deeper into her steaming cunt. Before long, she was on her knees. Her beautiful breasts were hanging just above the surface of the table. Her head was lulling around, occasionally throwing her head and hair back, and moaning loudly each time. I used my free hand to smack her ass, and was pleased when your wife moaned, "Yes, smack my ass, spank me, punish me, I'm such a bad girl, oh God I'm being such a bad girl." I smacked her ass again and said, "Yes you are, you're being a very bad girl. Letting a stranger finger your married pussy and play with your clit, you are a very bad girl." Which I accompanied with another hard smack on her ass. That was when it happened, your wife tensed, her head came back so sharply I thought she broke her own neck, her eyes and mouth opened in a silent scream. She was cumming. Her pussy clamped down like a vice on my thumb and began vibrating like a massager. A river of pussy juice flowed around my finger and down onto the table. The tremors in her pussy began to expand and take over her entire body. The entire time I continued to wiggle my thumb inside her pussy and run my finger over her clit. Suddenly, your wife pulled away and launched herself forward. Her hand immediately went to her pussy, cupping it and protecting it from further simulation. She settled back down, twitching and moaning every few seconds. Then she rolled over, slowly bringing the front of her naked body into view. Just as I imagined, it was perfect. As she laid on her back, her full breast pointing strait toward the ceiling. Your wife's nipples were hard as diamonds and her perfect breast were rising and falling with each deep breath as she came down from her high. Letter to a Cuckold She pulled her hands away to and revealed her completely bald pussy. Her pussy lips were red and puffy, and shiny from all of the lubrication she was leaking. Even as I watched her come down from her orgasm, small amounts of her juices leaked out of her pussy and pooled on the table. I took my hand and began running up and down her smooth legs as a long moan escaped her lips. I looked as a smile slowly formed on her lips and she ran her hands over her body, stomach, and breast, occasionally squeezing her nipples. Then she opened her eyes, looking intently at me, like she was trying to memorize every feature. Your wife reached out and took my hand, pulled me forward and down till our lips met. She was slightly tentative with the first kiss, but the passion that took hold in her second told me that we were far from finished. Her tongue parted my lips and sought out my tongue, dueling for supremacy of my mouth. I willingly yielded to her increasing passion as her hand came up around the back of my head and pulled hard. We kissed for a long time, my hands roaming over her body and caressing her breast. I eventually took my hand and again put it over her heated and leaking box. She moaned deeply into my mouth as I again started working my fingers around her heated pussy. Your wife pulled my lips tighter, and her tongue tried it best to find the back of my throat before her hand left my head and slow began it journey to the new object of her passion. I pulled up and looked into your wife's eyes as I worked a finger, then two into her heated box. She stared deeply into my eyes as her fingertips brushed over my large chest, then over my hard abs to the waist band of my shorts. Her fingers played there for a brief moment, then took hold and began pulling my shorts down. My shorts were a size to large, I started the day wanting comfort, but this added in her ability to pull my shorts down. They slipped off rather easily, and as my cock freed the confines of the fabric, it bounced up and slapped your wife in the arm. Your wife finally took her eyes off of me and looked down to the new prize that she had unwrapped. Your wife's eyes became as big as silver dollars as she took in the size of my cock, and the words "OH...MY...GOD" silently formed on her lips. She reached out and took hold of the base of my cock, marveling that my engorged cock nearly reached her elbow and was slightly thicker than her wrist. She tried to put her fingers around my girth, but found it to be impossible. Slowly she began stroking the length of my cock. Sometimes using a light touch and sometimes pulling the skin up to cover the head. Her eyes never left my manhood as I continued to work my fingers in and out of her now gushing pussy. "I've never seen one so huge, not even in my husband's porn. It's so heavy and the head is the same size as an orange. And looks just as tasty," she said with a small smile. Slowly, as your wife said this she began to pull my cock toward her face. I watched her as the distance between the head of my cock and your wife's mouth shrank. She shuffled her body to the edge of the table, and then with her tongue leading the way, licked the clear liquid that was coating the head of my cock. As she did this, I moved my thumb up over her clit, and as her tongue made contact with the head of my cock, so did my thumb make contact on her clit and your wife let out a moan. She pulled my cock hard till the head was firmly pressed against her lips. She used her tongue to lick my cock and her lips at the same time, then again, pulled hard till the head of my cock penetrated her small mouth. Your wife's tongue swirled around the head of my cock, and her cheeks were puffy from having such a huge organ inside her. She tried, as hard as she could to take more of my cock, but her tiny mouth just wasn't capable. Most women are tight to me, it's very rare that I find a woman that can take me without much foreplay, but your wife's mouth was tighter than many women pussy's I had been with. In the back of my mind I really began to worry that this was going to end in frustration. Occasionally, your wife would remove my dick to take a few breaths of air and lick up and down the shaft, but she would quickly shove it back in as soon as she had air. Her hand, aided by the lubrication of her saliva slid up and down the shaft. Her pussy had begun to loosen up so I added a third finger. I could feel her pussy gush more lubrication, and the walls stretch to accommodate the new invader, but it only seemed to drive her on more. Her spare hand ended up on my ass, pulling me, trying to force more of my cock into her tiny mouth. When I looked at her face, she looked so dam sexy with my cock filling her mouth and moaning from the ministration of my hand, but I also notice that she was beat red, and was beginning to turn blue. With great reluctance, I pulled my cock out of her mouth and away from her grasp. She took in a sharp intake of breath, and then let out a small whimper, as if I had taken away her favorite thing in the world. "Now it wouldn't do to have you pass out now, because you wouldn't be able to enjoy what happens next," I said. Your wife gave me a small smile, which turned into a cheek to cheek grin as I bent over and began to feast on her breast. I started out licking around the base, then slowly kissed and licked my way to the tip of each mountain of flesh. I would come painfully close to her sensitive nipple only to transfer my lavish attention to the other breast. Before I made the trip up the mountain to its peak, I moved my lips up to the top of her neck, and then began kissing my way down, till I was between her glorious globes. Then like a climber up Everest, I slowly made my way up her soft flesh to the peak. When at last I took her nipple in my mouth, she was ready to climb the walls. My tongue made contact first, and she thrust her breast into my mouth. My lips clamped onto the hard little bud and I began to suckle like a newborn baby. Her hands came around my head, and smashed me into her heaving breast. My mouth and nose was filling with the soft flesh of her breast. I lightly bit down on her hard nipple and her moan filled the room. Refusing to let up, she kept my head pressed into her breast. So I bit down a little harder. Her moan this time was louder still. So daring that I might bite it off. I increased the pressure, again she squeezed my head and screamed out, "YES" as her body began to quake. I felt her pussy spasm around my fingers that were still buried in her pussy and a flood of juices escape around them. I pulled my fingers from her pussy, and brought them to my lips. My god, she tasted like honey. Why you didn't spend every minute of every day devouring her pussy is beyond me. I again started kissing her breast, but this time I had a different feast in mind. My lips began to travel lower and lower, over her stomach, to just above her pouty looking pussy lips. Your wife raised her head to look at me, and with a smile urged me onward. "Go ahead, please, I want to feel your lips against mine, my husband never licks me, no one has, please..., I've heard how wonderful it is, I want it, I need it. Do it now." Hearing this I smiled cause I knew she was in for a treat. I learned to eat pussy from a lesbian so I know how it's really supposte to go. I began my oral assult on the inside of her thighs. Using feather light licks and kisses. Starting just above the knee, I kissed and licked my way up to the juncture of her legs and pelvis. Then I ran my tongue up the groove to the bottom of her stomach. I repeated this several times on each leg letting the anticipation grow with each time made the journey. Your wife kept moving her hips, dying for my tongue and mouth to make contact, but I always kept it just out of reach. When her whimpers and wines turned to outright begging, I paused briefly and let the hot air of my breath further heat her overheated box. She was begging with each breath, "Please...Please lick me...Please...Do it now...Pleeeaaaassseee!" "Tell me what you want," I said more to her pussy then to her. "Please lick me, I've waited so long to feel this, please do it now." She said. "Not till you say it like you mean it. Say it like the slut you've become, say it like a whore." I told her. It took her a few seconds, something tells me she's never spoken like this before, but she's a smart girl, and the slut deep inside finally bubbled to the surface. "Please lick my pussy." She said. "Like a whore, not a wife" I replied. Another second passed then her fate was sealed. "Please lick my cunt," She said. Finally hearing a word that I knew had never passed her lips before (has it?). I rewarded her with what she was begging for. I quickly removed the inch of air that was separating her lips and mine, and speared my tongue deep into her overflowing hole. I was rewarded with a mouthful of her sweet juice and had to swallow before I could continue. I used my tongue to swirl around inside, probing her depths and curling my tongue to flick against her G spot. Then out and up to take her prominent clit into my mouth. Sucking it further from its protected hood and running my tongue around and over her nub. Her breathing was erratic at best, every time I made contact with her clit, she would stop breathing as if the air in her lungs would take away from the pleasure. Then I would return to her hole and drive my tongue in deep, making circles around the tight walls as I would come out and drawing a deep moan. It wasn't long, and I felt her pussy begin to pulse and vibrate around my tongue, I used my tongue to press hard against her G spot and my nose to rub against her clit. The vibrations in her pussy began to spread to her stomach, then her limbs, till she was a quivering mass on the table. Then she said "Ooohhhhh....MYYYYYYYY....GOOOOOODDDD." Each word rising an octave and in intensity, till god was screamed at the top of her lungs. Her pussy literally flooded my mouth, forcing me to swallow time and time again. I'm not entirely sure that she didn't "squirt" her cum into my mouth. My mouth, tongue, and nose rode out her convulsions and the instant they began to ebb, I pulled away. Knowing now that any stimulation would overwhelm her and likely make her pass out. I stood up and watched as the convulsions slowly began to subside. Her hands were running over her breast and nipples and her head was lulling from side to side. Eventually, she calmed down and looked like she was beginning to drift into a very peaceful slumber. A smile formed on her lips, and her eyes opened and looked up at me. "Thank you. That was incredible, it was everything I have heard about and more." She said. I smiled and asked, "No one has ever done that to you before?" "Nope, I was a virgin till I got married and refused to even let my boyfriend in high school touch my naked parts. As a matter of fact, I was never naked in front of a man till my husband on our wedding night." She told me. Here she was, this creature of pure perfection and beauty and I was only the second guy in her life that had seen her naked. My day just kept getting better and better. I let my eyes take in her beautiful body, the softness of her breast, the tone yet soft skin of her stomach and legs. The pinkness and softness of her bald pussy, this woman would give a 90 year old man an erection. "Well it was and is a pleasure to see such an incredible woman as god intended. You truly are a sight to behold, runway models and Playboy are mere nightlights compared to your blinding beauty." I told her. Again I was rewarded with a beaming smile that told me that I had said exactly what she wanted to hear. "And let me also say, thank you for removing the hair from between your legs. This little gem should be in a picture, hung on a museum wall with its beauty. Too often women keep it hidden beneath a wad of scraggly hair that obstructs the view and tickles the throat." I said as I again used my hand to rub over her pussy. Your wife giggled and covered her face as I said that, then surprised me when she said, "till this morning, that's how it was. I never shaved or waxed before, just trimmed the hair back a little. I never thought about it till my husband brought it up, then I found his stash of porno and saw all the women were that way so I figured he was just being a pervert. But I decided to go ahead and indulge him and got myself waxed this morning as an anniversary gift." I froze, today was your anniversary. Today is the day, however many years ago, that you promised your love and fidelity to each other. Yet here I was, with my hand on your wife's naked pussy, having just given her the first tongue lashing of her life, and being the first man to enjoy the sight of her bald pussy. I felt honored, I felt joy, and I felt superior. I had just taken something from you that you will never get back, the first to see her bald naked pussy. I resumed my hand play, using the palm to apply pressure to your wife's pussy lips and lower stomach. A moan escaped your wife, then she looked up and me and smiled, a look of understanding that we were not finished and that she was ok with that. As I rubbed, her hand once again found its way to my cock and began to stroke up and down its length. Her soft touches and the gentleness of her fingers felt wonderful, almost loving. I had soften some during our brief break, but her hand soon had me rock hard. Again, she began to pull harder, bringing the head of my cock to her lips. This time however, she slowly worked her tongue around the head and down the shaft. Pausing occasionally to plant a few loving kisses. This time she wasn't rushed or hurried by desire, this was tender, gentle, loving. Yes, that was the best word to use, she was using her lips and tongue to love on my cock. After a few minutes, her pussy again started leaking lubrication. The intensity of her licks and kisses began to become slightly more insistent and moans were coming from deep inside her. She again tried to work my head back into her mouth, but gave up. Her jaw must have been too sore from her earlier attempt. Your wife then simply laid back and let her hand slide up and down my shaft, closed her eyes and softly moaned as my palm ran up and down her pussy. I then used one, then two fingers to dip inside of her hole. Your wife arched her back and moaned a little more loudly. I used my fingers to spread her lubrication around, making sure that the entrance to her hole was well lubed. "Are you ready to feel a real mans cock inside you, to feel pleasure that only a big cock like mine can bring" I asked? After a few moments she replied "Yes, I'm ready. But please be gentle, I'm a little scared of your size." "Don't worry" I said "I've been with a fare share of women and none of them were split in two. But some have passed out from the pleasure." Your wife opened her eyes and looked at me with concern plainly written on her beautiful face. I leaned over and whispered to her, "no fear, I'll be gentle, I know just what to do." Your wife bit her lower lip, and with fear still on her face, slowly nodded her head yes. I pulled your wife to the end of the table and moved between her legs. My cock was bobbing with the beat of my heart, only a couple inches away from her entrance. I held her legs up and wide apart, opening the lips of her pussy and exposing her hole. "Use your hand, take my cock and rub it around your pussy, get it nice and wet. When you're ready, put it at the entrance and pull. If it becomes too much, stop pulling and I'll stop. Resume pulling when you're ready for more," I told her. With a shaking hand, your wife reached between her legs and took hold of my cock just below the head. I moved forward and the head of my cock made contact between the hole and her clit. She first used my cock to run up and around her clit, moaning softly, and then she pushed it down to her hole. I had a light pressure so my cock began to penetrate a fraction of an inch. She worked the head around her hole then back up to her clit again, letting out a sigh and a few moans. She repeated these actions a few times then placed my cock head against her hole. It was light and tentative, but I felt her pull. I leaned in and allowed the pressure to build. My god this girl was tight. I felt her pussy squeeze against the size of my invader, not willing to allow entry, but your wife kept pulling. Painfully slow, I watched as my cock slipped deeper and deeper. Just as the ridge on my helmet came to the hole, your wife stopped pulling. I watched her bite her lower lip and thought that she was about to quit. She let her fingers stroke up and down my shaft for a few seconds, and then she resumed her pulling. I could see she was biting her lip quite hard, but she kept pulling and began to wiggle her hips. Finally, my head slipped passed the ring of muscle and expanded. Your wife yelped and let out a small whimper, but held my cock in place. Having done this before, I began rotating my hips in a circular motion. Not penetrating deeper, but to let my head apply more pressure around the walls to open her up. What was probably a full minute passed while I worked her inside with my cock. Then she began pulling me again. I continued as before, only penetrating when she pulled. Only this time an inch or two would penetrate before she would stop me. The second time she stopped, she told me "This is it, this is the farthest my husband has ever been. He's never been any deeper inside me then you are right now, and he has never filled my pussy the way you are." "Well, prepare to feel what you've never felt before, cause there's a lot more left to go," I said. Your wife held me there for a few more seconds, then began pulling again. I felt my head pass into the open area behind her pelvic bone and without resistance, I slipped another three or 4 inches into her. Your wife let out a loud and long moan as my cock invaded space that had never been touched before. I looked down and saw that I still had about three more inches to go. Your wife began pushing my cock back out so I reversed and began to withdraw. Then your wife began pulling again so I slowly began to penetrate her again. This happened a few more times, then your wife let go and put her hands behind her knees. She pulled her legs back to her chest, opening her pussy farther then started moving her hips. This was my queue, so I began to stroke in and out of your wife, making sure not to go to deep. Your wife's breaths became harder and her moans came with each slow stroke. After a few minutes, your wife relaxed her leg and put them on my shoulders. Her hands reached for mine which was holding onto her hips. When she took hold of my hands, she squeezed hard then said "Fuck me." I picked up the pace, I let my cock work in and out of your wife like a saw, destroying the pussy I'm sure you thought was perfect. Your wife began moaning and saying, "Oh Fuck, oh Fuck, oh Fuck that's good" over and over as I impaled her on my cock. The tightness and heat of her pussy was putting me into orbit. I felt the muscles of her pussy squeeze my cock till I thought the head was going to pop off. "Oh my god your cock feels so good," your wife moaned. I leaned over your wife's body and she used her legs to wrap around my waist. I leaned over farther and began sucking on your wife's breast. Your wife grabbed a hold of my head and pulled it into her. Then her legs pulled on me. Your wife didn't realize that there was still more of me outside and this caused my cock to bump into her cervix. She let out a little yelp and released her legs. She pulled up my face and looked at me and asked "There's more?" I nodded my head and said "About three more inches." Your wife again looked afraid, but her pussy flooded around my cock. "Be gentle" she said, but her legs again began to apply pressure to my ass. I again started thrusting in and out of her, but this time, my cock was bumping into her cervix over and over, but not hard like before. Every so often, your wife would bite her lower lip, but then would moan at the feeling as I withdrew. Slowly, I could feel her pussy expand and accept more and more of my cock. After a few minutes, I felt my pelvis make contact with hers. Her legs clamped tight onto my hips and ass and held me for a few seconds. She worked her hips around in little circles allowing the last fraction of an inch slip inside. She finally stopped, looked at me and said "I feel so full. Like my pussy was meant to be filled with a cock this size." I looked and smiled as I said, "it was." Your wife laid her head back down and pushed my face back onto her breast. "Then give me the proper fucking I was meant to have," she said. With pleasure I thought and resumed. Letter to a Cuckold Your wife's pussy was like a vice, clamping down on my cock as I worked it in and out of her. Her legs made sure that I wouldn't pull out too far and soon her moans were replaced with cries of passion. I pulled away from her breast and stood back up. Taking hold of her hips, I began to fuck her with half of my cock coming out then slamming back inside of her. Your wife's legs were pulling on me every time I would pull out. One hand went to her breast, the other to the joint of my cock and her pussy. Your wife's hips were rising and falling with each thrust of my cock. Her fingers slid up and began playing with her clit. An endless stream of "oh fuck; so good; this cock is so good; fuck me; oh god" was streaming out of her mouth with almost every thrust. Then I felt her pussy begin to quake. The muscles fluttered around my cock squeezing and releasing faster then I thought possible. I watched as this quaking moved into her stomach and her hip movement became erratic. Her legs and pelvis became a deep pink shade and her juices were free flowing. Without warning she screamed out "OH... Fuck... Meeeeeee" as her orgasm took over. Your wife literally flopped on the table like a fish, pussy juice flowed from her pussy around my cock like an open faucet and pooled on the floor. Where your wife had been starring at the ceiling, they now rolled into the back of her head. Her hand was obscenely pulling her nipple away from her breast and her finger was moving like a blur over her clit. Spasms would rack her body, launching herself up and levitating over the table, held down only by my cock in her pussy. I let her orgasm run its course as I pounded my cock in and out of her. When her orgasm subsided and her arms and legs went limp, I stopped my motion. Your wife was still on the table and a cute little snore came from her throat. I was still fully impaled inside her, and held still for several seconds. Then I began to withdraw. Your wife jumped as I began to move. Her arms and hands went to cover herself as she looked around the room in confusion. Then she looked at me and felt my cock still buried inside her. A look of panic overcame her, then switched to recognition and understanding. "Holy Shit that was intense" your wife said as she laid her head back down and closed her eyes. I tensed my muscles and made my cock pulse inside her. Your wife looked at me again with surprise and asked, "You're not done yet?" I smiled and shook my head no. "Have you got a little more left in you," I asked? Your wife was slow to respond, "I don't want this to end, but my pussy is telling me otherwise." "I tell you what," I said "If it becomes too much, just let me know and I'll pull out and finish another way. But I would really like to finish where I am." "Your wife smiled then said, "OK, I trust you, you've been so gentle and good, I can do this for you." I picked up your wife's legs and again put them over my shoulder. I told your wife "Keep your legs together; it will help me guard against going to deep. If I do or it becomes too much, just straiten your legs and it will push me out. Then I'll take matters into my own hand, pun intended." Your wife nodded her head yes and chuckled at my little joke. With that I began my withdraw. I pulled out slowly, till just the tip of my head was at her hole. Your wife whimpered as each inch of my cock left her created a void. I then started to push back in, feeling every inch of her pussy stretch to again accept my cock. When I bottomed out I started the process again. Your wife would whine when I pulled my cock out and would moan or say "so good, so full" when I pushed my cock back in. I worked it slowly for a few strokes, and then began to slowly pick up the pace. I used my arm to wrap around her thighs and squeeze them tight together, and to give me leverage. Pulling almost all the way out then driving all the way back in to her tight pussy was having the desired reaction. I continued to pick up the pace, fully withdrawing and slamming back into her pussy. My stomach began to slap against her legs and my legs and balls were slapping her ass. Again your wife began moaning and saying, "Oh fuck; you're so good; you're so big; oh god; so full." This was having the desired effect. So much stimulation and your wife stroking my ego like a pro caused a tingling sensation in my balls. It continued to grow till it felt like my balls were going to explode. "Hear it comes," I grunted. Your wife said, "Yes, Yes, give it to me, give me your cum, shower my pussy with it, oh god, I'm coming again, fuck me, fuck me hard." In my usual fashion, I came in your wife. Till this moment, her pussy had only known your cock, and your cum. Now I thrust deeply and let the first spurt go deep inside of her. Then I pulled back an inch or so and let the next three or four spurts fill the cavity left by my cock. Then with the last, I rammed my cock back home, letting the last little cum dribble out and shoving the rest of my cum deep into her womb. If your wife was anywhere near her fertile period, then she's just got pregnant. Some of my cum squeezed out around my cock and began to drip on the floor. Besides the panting of your wife and I, that was the only sound in the room. My cum, leaking and dripping from your wife's pussy and pooling on the floor with her own juices. Slowly, our breathing became normal. I felt my cock begin to soften and started to pull out. Your wife grabbed my arm and stopped me. "Please don't pull out yet, I want to enjoy this feeling for as long as I can," she said. "What feeling is that," I asked? "The feeling of having your huge cock filling my pussy," She said with a smile. "It feels so good to be filled with cock, I never would have imagined that it would feel like this. It's fantastic." She added. I just looked down and smiled at her as I enjoyed the view. Nothing was said for several minutes, she just laid there and looked at me with a little smile on her face. My cock continued to soften and shrink. When I was almost all the way soft your wife looked up at me again and said, "You're now about the same size as my husband is when he's hard. I'm going to hate having sex with him tonight after having sex with you." That was when I had an idea, why not take a vacation, with your wife? My smile went from ear to ear as that thought passed through my head. Your wife looked up with a question on her face. "What are you smiling about," She asked? "How would you like to fuck me again tonight, and the night after, and the night after that," I asked. "That would be wonderful, but I'm going on an anniversary vacation with my husband tomorrow, how could we have..." she started to ask but let it trail off with a smile. We stayed there looking and smiling at each other. I'm sure your wife was working it over in her mind. Had we separated and started getting dressed she might have come home to you. But with my cock once again begging to show signs of life and starting to grow inside of her, I'm sure her pussy started doing the thinking for her. Now you know where your wife has been for the last several days. We didn't have sex again right then. We decided to go on vacation. I pulled out, and a river of cum flowed from her pussy. Once she was cleaned up, we got dressed and your wife was waving the tickets in the air as we walked out of the room. Your wife's hair was a total mess, my sister's work was totally ruined. Most of the people in the boutique I'm sure knew what happened. A couple old ladies gave us a look a distain but most of the ladies just looked jealous and was smiling. Your wife was laughing and waving the tickets in my face like a freshman going to the senior prom with the senior quarterback. We walked by my sister. With a parting hug my sister just looked at us, smiled and said, "Have fun you two." Your wife had packed early so her suite cases were already in the car. I followed her to the airport, we went to the counter, exchanged the tickets for an earlier flight and were soon on the way to your anniversary vacation. The first class tickets must have set you back a little bit, but it was well worth it. Your wife is now a member of the mile high club. She just couldn't wait till we landed to have another go. I must admit, this private bungalow was nice. A little overdone in the decor though. You thought it probably looked like you imagined all rich people's houses looked, but it was a made to look rich, but not really rich, trust me. The space between the "private" bungalows was a little small to. Your wife and I had an all night session the first night there and the newlyweds next door complained that we kept them up if you can believe that. After the second night, the guy became downright rude. Knocking on the door as soon as the sun came up and demanding that your wife be a little more quite. With his new wife standing right behind him, I pulled out my cock and said it's a little hard for her to keep quiet and if he didn't mind, your wife was thoroughly exhausted from the night activities and was taking a nap. His face turned 3 shades of red as he turned to walk off, but his little bride was fascinated by the hunk of man meat between my legs and couldn't look away. As I found out later on the beach that day, as your wife was sunbathing topless next to me. The neighbor's wife was a little more than fascinated. She outright offered herself to me right in front of your wife. Your wife handled the situation well and pulled out my cock and started sucking it right there, telling the girl that she was going to make sure that I was well taken care of. With the girl looking on, your wife licked, jerked, and sucked my cock to completion, then swallowed all she could. I must admit however, with how rude her husband had been, I'm giving serious consideration to enjoying his wife as well. Though she not as built as your wife, but she's still pretty cute. Perhaps while I'm fucking your wife I'll bring up the idea of a threesome. Let's face it, when my cock is in your wife she'll practically agree to anything. Take last night for example, the reason she was so loud was I had taken her anal virginity. She told me afterward that she absolutely refused to ever let you back there, but when I had her bent over the table and was plowing away, sending her to her third orgasm of the night. She gave me permission to put it anywhere I liked as long as I kept fucking her over and over. She screamed so loud as my huge cock penetrated her back door. I know it was painful, even taking my time. But eventually she became accustomed to it, and even enjoyed it. The cries from her orgasm were so loud and powerful that I surprised they didn't shatter glass. I guess I should end this now, your wife has just woken up and is again playing with my cock, rousing it back to it full glory for another fun filled day of sex and the beach. Your reservations are up tomorrow and your wife said she wants to attempt to fuck me blind till we have to leave. She said she's always wanted to try sex in the water and on the beach. Sounds like I'm going to have a busy day. P.S. Your wife and I have come up with an idea of meeting once a year, on the anniversary of our first time together and spending a week or two together. What a coincidence, that's your anniversary as well. I told her I'm game. We can hammer out the details later, but a yearly appointment with your wife for a week of sex sure sound good to me. See you around cucky. As I said before, this is a letter from my wife's lover, sent to me a couple days after our 10th wedding anniversary. Other than a few grammatical errors, spelling punctuation and the like, it has not been changed. It has now been 4 years since that day. My wife is again on the beach with her lover doing all the things I wish I could do. She still hasn't let me have her back door. She says that for her lover only. This year also coincides with her fertile period, so who knows what souvenir she is going to bring back this year. We've talked about starting a family, and have spent the last three months trying desperately to get her pregnant. After she left however, I found the packets of birth control, and how she had stopped taking them after her last fertile period last month. Guess I'm not the one she wanted to start a family with after all. For whoever is wondering, yes, my wife did have a threesome with the newlywed wife next door. She told me about it when she came back home. She told me that week opened up a whole new world to her. And that I could either get on board, or head on down the road. Knowing I would never find another woman as sexy as her, I stayed.