31 comments/ 263082 views/ 53 favorites Becoming a Cuckold By: njcuckold_hotmail I too have been fantasizing about watching my wife with another guy or guys for several years. While she initially was not very enthusiastic about the idea, she discovered that discussing past experiences with her boyfriends really turned me on during sex. She began to explore the idea, at least while we were in bed, of what it would be like to be pleasured and desired by another man – especially a younger, more fit "stud". At times she would call me by the name of one of her previous lovers to bring me off but mostly she simply described how she would suck and fuck another guy. The latest twist to her fantasize was having me lick her pussy, chest or face after her "guy" cums. I have tried to encourage her over the last few years to actually consider fooling around with another guy. This is something I always had mixed feelings about when I'm horny it seems like a great idea and when I'm not it seems crazy. I provide her with lots of oral attention and stimulate her G spot with my finger, asking her to imagine I'm licking her while she's being fucked by a stranger – this always results in strong orgasms. She also loves grinding down on me, riding my cock to orgasm. A few months ago I started grabbing her ass and rubbing her bud, telling her I was licking her ass while she rode some young stud and this became a favorite fantasy of hers for awhile. Each year I have encouraged her more to flirt and "explore" and a few times she has gone out on her own when we've been on vacation. Nothing had ever happened, until our last vacation when my fantasy became reality. As a young family we do not have much private time together, so vacations are always sexually charged weeks – after the kids hit the sack there's not much to do but fool around. Sun and alcohol are absolutely wonderful for our libido! During the planning stages of this vacation I tried to research some local bars or nightclubs that I might be able to encourage her to visit -- on her own -- during our trip. We picked a nice campground in a relatively remote area, so there really wasn't much around and I resided myself to forget about spicing things up that way this time around. The weather was great and we had lots of fun. During our stay we learned of a couple of wineries in the area and we made sure to visit them. At the last place we stopped, they had a quaint restaurant and bar overlooking the lake – it was really picturesque and we consumed more wine then we should have. Later that night, after the kids were tucked in, we opened a bottle of wine bought earlier that day and polished it off. She was definitely feeling good and was getting horny – as was I. A one point she remarked that we should have bought more wine while we were there. That's when the lightbulb went off in my head! I reminded her that their bar would still be open and encouraged her to go out and have some "fun" – and she could bring back some more wine too! She picked-up on the "fun" aspect of my offer and said "maybe I'll meet some young stud and bring back more than wine". We kissed and started rubbing each other and we both became pretty worked up. That's when I told her that I wanted her to go out and have a good time. She looked at me, smiled, felt my hard dick and said "okay, but I'll have to freshen-up." A little while later she came out dressed in a skirt and silky blouse, sporting sexy spike heeled sandals and a fresh coat of dark red lipstick. WOW! Was all I could think. I went o kiss her, but she put her hand out and said "I don't want to smudge my lipstick ... yet". She was really looking hot, her diamond earrings and ankle bracelet were the finishing touch. I asked her if she was going to leave her wedding and engagement rings here and she said "no, I'll leave them on. If someone asks, I'll just tell them my husband likes me to go out and have fun." She added "I might stoke a strange cock with these hands tonight, you never know". And like that, she was out the door. She was gone for almost 3 hours and I was climbing the walls. What was she doing, I wish I could see or know what was happening – how would this affect our relationship ... many more questions and feelings arose than I ever imagined. Then I heard a car door slam – she was back! I greeted her at the door – she was definitely tipsy and I could smell alcohol. I asked her how her night was, she smiled and kissed me deep. When we came-up for air she asked "could you taste him?". I couldn't perceive any special taste, but that didn't stop me from trying as I grabbed her and kissed her long and deep. I was hard as a rock and she was rubbing against me. She told me that she met a really "hot guy" at the bar and hit it off with him. At one point he noticed her rings and asked her about them – from there on it was smooth coasting. They had chatted, flirted, touched and even danced a slow dance prior to making out on the patio overlooking the lake. She said that they went down to the lake to walk around on the shore, but it wasn't long before they were at each other. She got to work pretty quick, on her knees, in the sand, sucking his hard knob. She said that he didn't last too long but squirted a lot of cum – much more than I ever produce – but added that she "swallowed it all". Then the bombshell – she invited him over to our cabin for a nightcap! One more kiss and off to the bathroom she went to freshen-up. I wasn't sure what to do. She came back dressed in a skimpy nighty, grabbed a bottle of wine and headed for the front porch to wait for her new boytoy. I sat inside and watched through the window shaking with excitement. It wasn't long before a pick-up truck pulled up and this tall Italian looking fellow exited from the truck. He was a little over six feet tall and solid looking. His cut-offs and tank top shirt revealed just how buff he was – no wonder why my wife was swept off her feet. He came right over to her and they kissed – for a long time. I saw their hands roaming around, her's on his crotch and his up her negligee. My wife is only 5'6", so she was on the tips of her toes straining to reach his mouth, almost feeding on his tongue. She was very worked-up and I could see the bulge in his shorts. Almost with a slight of hand trick, my wife used one hand to undo his button and fly while the other was behind his neck, pulling his face to hers. His shorts dropped to the ground and his dick was popping out the top of his boxers. It didn't look much longer than mine, but it certainly looked thicker, much thicker. My wife nuzzled his neck and then slowly worked her way down his chest with little nibbling kisses, pausing for a few moments at his nipples – her hand never left that cock. I had an excellent view, there they were, not 10 feet away on the porch with the full moon providing enough light to see what was going on. They were sideways to me, so I could see their profiles well. I'll never forget how she paused, cleared the hair from her face, looking towards me, and planted a sloppy wet kiss on his cockhead. She kissed him right down to his balls, with little tongue and sucking kisses back up his shaft before sucking the head into her mouth. She was moaning on his cock, both hands grabbing his ass as if his thrusts weren't feeding her fast enough. She could only take the first few inches, but he was in heaven. As she'd back-off his tip I could see her tongue swirl out under his head, before engulfing it again in a futile effort to swallow his cock. After a few minutes of this, she pulled her head away, looking up at him and said "I need you in me ... now!" She stood up, never letting go of his cock and kissed him again and slipped her panties off. I backed away from the window, thinking they were coming inside and I didn't know what to do – hide? Say Hi? So I ducked into our bathroom. A few minutes went by and nothing, so I snuck back out. They were right on the porch and she was riding him for all she was worth. Her backside was toward me, so all I could see was her hair flinging around as she hunched over his thick cock, grinding her pussy as tight as possible against him on each down stroke. His cock was so thick that her pussy lips stretched downwards as she rose off his cock before plunging downward again. I could see his shaft glistening and she was biting her lip and emitting little moaning noises. He was sucking and kissing her nipples – later I'd see all the hickeys left around her nipples and neck area. His hands were on her ass, grabbing each cheek pulling her downwards with each upwards thrust. I was stoking myself and ready to explode, this was much hotter than any movie I ever saw. I just had to get closer to the action, so I slipped outside, but wasn't unnoticed. He paused and looked at me, my wife said "Isn't his cock huge honey, It feels soooo good inside me" and she started pumping again. I kneeled down by her, she looked up and we kissed. He returned to pumping her again, with his head at her tits and hands pulling her to him. I sat back and watched, cock in hand. Then my wife said "You want to lick my ass honey? That would feel soooo good ... and you could get a nice close-up view of his big cock buried in my pussy". I hesitated for a moment, but not for long. Laying down on my stomach behind her and in-between his legs, her ass was totally exposed as he was still grabbing her ass. The smell of their sex, the squishy noise of their coupling and her moans pushed me over the edge. I was pumping my cock into my hand as I lay on the floor, as I craned my neck and tried with all my might to shove my tongue in her ass. She went nuts. She would grind forward on him and backwards onto my tongue. His thrusts would push her away from my probing mouth until she thrust downward again. After a minute of this I came and sat back. She was moaning loudly now and he was making noises too. She said "Are you ready" and he grunted in the positive and she started cumming and managed to moan "Cum in me, I want to feel you spray deep inside". That's all he needed to hear, he thrust up and held her to him, she was flat against him locked in a deep kiss. They must of sat that way for a few minutes, his cock softened, popped out and she half straddled him, with her hairy pussy all matted with cum leaking on his thigh. I went back inside, wiped up and went to bed. My wife followed shortly thereafter, and we snuggled. I asked her how much she enjoyed that and she said "It felt wonderful, I'm such a lucky woman; I love you so much" and like that we were kissing and I was hard again. My fingers were quickly lubed with their juices and I was rubbing her clit the way she liked. I could see the love bites all around her neck and I kissed them. She said that she was a little sore, but I was a determined man – determined to sooth her with my tongue. As I kissed and licked my way down her sweaty chest and stomach, she said "Are you going to lick me up? Are you going to lick his cum out of me, eat it all up?" I just planted my mouth on her clit and occasionally lapped my tongue lower. "Come on, lick me ... clean my pussy, it's sore from his wonderful cock". My tongue probed her depths, nose to her clit, and I was humping my left hand again. She got into it, rolled over and sat on my face, turning around to 69 my cock. She was humping my tongue hard and fast and came quickly, as did I. we laid next to each other after that, she looked at me and we kissed again – her mouth still full of my cum. She then swallowed and said "Thanks honey. Do you think we can invite him over again before we leave?" I just chuckled. We did have a repeat performance. Perhaps I'll post that another time, as she really got into being watched while fucked. Becoming a Cuckold I watched my wife in the throes of passion with another man as I stood naked beside the hotel bed, flogging my hard cock. We weren't swingers. We had never even discussed it, outside of the occasional joke about me wanting to see her with another woman. Even that was always met with a disapproving look and the words, "Not gonna happen." At 42, Carrie was still beautiful. She had a pretty, round face with soft brown eyes and a gorgeous, warm smile. She wore her light brown hair shoulder-length with blonde highlights, making her look much younger than her actual age. Her weight had fluctuated over the years and she was heavier than she would have liked, but I adored her extra curves. She was a thick 5'3" tall with wide hips, a nicely tapered waist with just a small belly and full, 36C breasts. Carrie lay on her back as her new friend hovered above her and pistoned his hard cock into her like a jack hammer. Daniel was a good looking 25 year old with short, dark brown hair and a strong, athletic build. His cock was slightly longer than my 6" dick, but it was thinner than mine and he was uncut. We had met Daniel at the hotel bar of the Hilton in downtown Chicago. Carrie and I were in town for the week on business. We had arrived on Saturday to take advantage of a rare weekend night away from our teenage sons. Daniel had sat down beside my sexy wife about 20 minutes after we arrived. He was friendly at first but brazenly flirtatious thereafter. He bought both Carrie and me drinks and after the third round, my pretty wife stopped ignoring his advances and started openly flirting back. I felt like a third wheel and was both enraged and intrigued when I saw his hand come to rest on my wife's bare knee. I wanted to say something but was unable to speak. The voyeur inside me was enjoying watching my wife's seduction at the hand of our new friend. Plus, I had the odd desire to see how far my wife would let things go. I didn't have to wait long to find out. As they sat beside me at the bar, Daniel's hand slid up Carrie's thigh and her legs parted slightly to grant him access to the treasure between them. A devilish smile spread across Carrie's pretty face as Daniel traced small circles on her inner thigh. Her breathing grew heavier and her face was flushed with excitement. His fingers grazed across her cloth-covered labia and she shuddered slightly. "Let's take this party upstairs to your room," Daniel said confidently. His tone was strong yet soothing, and my wife nodded quickly. "Yes," Carrie said softly, almost submissively. Her voice was low and thick with lust. I had never seen this side of my wife and it excited me on a level I never knew I had. We had been married for 17 years, together for almost 25 and to the best of my knowledge, Carrie had never been with another man. We walked briskly to the elevator. Our casual conversation masked the intense eroticism of the situation, but it helped fuel the fires of my desire. This entire encounter was way out of character for both my wife and me. We were usually conservative, reserved people, both in and out of the bedroom... aside from some role playing and a few other occasional odd kinks. Daniel pulled Carrie to him as the elevator door shut behind us. Their lips met and my wife ground her body against his as they kissed deeply. "Fuck, I'm hot," she moaned loudly as she wantonly attacked Daniel's mouth with hers. My cock had been in a semi-erect state since I first saw Daniel touch my wife's leg. Now, it grew painfully stiff inside my shorts as I watched them kiss on the way to our sixth floor room. The elevator ride was short and the walk to our room was made quickly, in a lust-fueled daze. Carrie tore at Daniel's clothes before I even shut the door to our room, exposing his toned, athletic body. He was strong and muscular but with a runner's build, rather than that of a weight lifter. I stood dumbfounded as my wife of 17 years dropped to her knees and pulled Daniel's pants and underwear to the floor. She grabbed his dick with both hands and licked it slowly as her eyes looked up at his face with raw lust. She was still fully clothed when she wrapped her lips around his foreskin and stroked his shaft with both hands. She attacked his cock with an enthusiasm I had never seen, and the room filled with the noisy slurps and loud hums of a tremendous, wet blow job. "Fuck me!" Carrie moaned loudly, releasing Daniel's hard cock from her gaping mouth. "I need you inside me." She tore her clothes off and cast them aside in a flurry. She then pulled him to the bed as I watched. They kissed deeply and their hands roamed over exposed, naked flesh with a frenzied passion. I was a fly on the wall, forgotten and discarded like an unwanted inconvenience...and it excited me greatly. I pulled my clothes off and wrapped a fist around my throbbing tool as I silently watched my wife and another man in bed. Daniel lay beside my bride and kissed her deeply as his fingers slithered across the slick, wet folds of her excited cunt. "Yes," she hissed as he dipped two fingers inside her liquid core. Her hips bucked to meet the thrusts of his digits and her body shook as a small tremor washed over her. She mashed her mouth hard against his and moaned into it. "Fuck, make me cum!" she shouted. She wasn't usually vocal in bed but she had cast her inhibitions aside. Daniel had been the aggressor at first. He had seduced my wife in the bar while I sat helpless. He had led her up to our hotel room and lay beside her with his fingers inside her, teasing her needy pussy with a sensuous touch. Carrie's demeanor abruptly changed. She was clearly not content to be a passive lover. She grabbed Daniel and rolled him on top of her quivering body. "I need you inside me," Carrie demanded as she guided his hard, uncut cock into her dripping pussy. "Oh god, just like that!" she cried out. She had never been loud in bed before, but her new friend had pushed all the right buttons and he had her panting, moaning and yelling more than I had ever seen during all our years as husband and wife. He smiled and pressed his lips to hers in a deep, passionate kiss as his hands caressed her quivering body. Despite my excitement, I felt a pang of jealousy as I watched them. Our sex life had become stale in the last few years, and her enthusiasm when we made love paled in comparison to the excitement she was exhibiting with Daniel. "Oh god, oh fuck," Carrie moaned loudly, "I'm gonna cum." Her body started to shake, her breathing was erratic and labored. Her fingers dug into his back and she drew him deep as she came hard on his thrusting cock. He continued to fuck her as she rode the waves of her climax. Her body writhed and she thrust her hips in time with her new lover's cock. "Yes," she grunted as her eyes rolled back in her head and her back arched high off the bed. Carrie's body went limp and she looked at me for the first time in hours. A smile crossed her face as she pushed her new lover off her sweat-soaked body. "Doggy style," she panted softly. Her chest heaved as she fought to catch her breath. Daniel moved behind her big round ass and he eased his bare, uncut dick into my wife's cunt. He sank it balls deep and grabbed Carrie's hips for support, then thrust into her hard and fast. The sound of slapping flesh filled the room, and the smell of sex hung heavy in the air. Carrie motioned me over and wrapped her lips around my cock. She sucked me as Daniel fucked her roughly from behind. After a little while, though, her breathing became labored again and she stopped sucking my dick as she came again on his talented cock. "I'm close," Daniel warned as he passed the point of no return. "Cum inside me," my wife moaned with wanton disregard for the consequences. "Oh god," he cried out as he unloaded his seed into my wife's womb. He continued to pump his cock into her cunt, pushing his cum deep inside her until it went slack. Drained for the moment, he pulled his dripping dick from Carrie's gaping cunt and climbed off the bed. Carrie rolled onto her back on the bed, her legs splayed wide, exposing her well-fucked pussy to my hungry eyes. Sweat covered her beautiful, curvaceous body and drops of thick, white cum were splattered in her matted pubic hair. Her chest and cheeks were flushed red and her chest heaved as she recovered from a powerful climax. A tremendous smile of satisfaction was plastered across her pretty face as she extended a finger toward me in a come-hither motion. My eyes traveled over her body and drank in her beauty. I crawled onto the bed between my pretty wife's thick, muscular thighs and looked down at her swollen labia. A large dollop of cum oozed from her pussy and slowly slid down toward her tight, puckered ass. I knew what she wanted and I lowered myself to the bed and touched my tongue to her soiled cunt. She smelled randy and my mouth watered in anticipation. I had cleaned my cum from her pussy before and I loved the dirtiness of it. It was one of the truly kinky things we did. The taboo decadence of licking her soiled cunt was a turn on, but this was different. This was another man's juices oozing from her well-fucked hole. That made it dirtier and even more taboo. I scooped up his cum and drew it to my mouth. The flavor was familiar yet different from my own and I liked it. I swallowed as my wife smiled at me and ran her fingers through my hair. "Oh god, Baby," Carrie cooed as I lapped another man's cum from the depths of her well-fucked pussy. "Right there, Baby, faster... yes, suck it clean." My wife's body shook. Her legs quivered. Her hands held my face tight against her musky cunt as she came hard. I looked up at her and smiled. She looked radiant and beautiful in her just-fucked, disheveled state. "Come up here and kiss me, Baby," Carrie sighed. "Share some of that with me." She pulled me up and pressed her lips to mine. Our mouths opened and our tongues entwined in a deep, passionate kiss. Carrie then pushed me onto my back and straddled my face with her still-oozing cunt. She lowered her dripping hole to my hungry mouth and I plunged my tongue inside her, tasting her and Daniel's combined juices. Her hips ground slowly against my face, coating it with delicious cream as my tongue sought out stray drops of cum from her womb. I moaned into Carrie's cunt as a warm, wet mouth engulfed my hard, throbbing cock. "Oh my god, that is so fucking Hot!" My wife exclaimed as she continued to ride my face. I realized that the hot, wet mouth on my cock was not Carrie's, and there was only one other person in the room. I struggled briefly to free myself from beneath my wife, but it felt so good, I soon surrendered to my primal urges. My tongue flicked across my wife's clit as Daniel noisily slurped on my cock. His mouth was incredible and he was giving me the best blow job of my life. I groaned as he took my entire shaft down his throat and held it there as his fingers played with my balls and asshole. The sensation was incredible and I discovered I didn't care that it was a man giving me such incredible head. Carrie came hard on my face and rolled off me. She lay beside me and kissed my cum-glazed face as Daniel continued to suck my dick. "It's hot, isn't it, Baby?" she cooed as she watched Daniel's head bob on my dick. "Yes," I groaned, "he's good." I could feel my climax building and I knew it wouldn't be long before I exploded from his very talented mouth. "Make him cum, Daniel," Carrie moaned. Her fingers were buried in her pussy, her eyes fixated on the union of my cock and Daniel's mouth. Daniel eased a finger into my ass and started to rub my prostate as he expertly continued sucking my cock. My climax hit me like a freight train and I groaned loudly as I erupted in his hot mouth. My cock pumped ribbons of hot cream down his gullet and he swallowed it all before sliding up next to Carole and kissing her deeply. They shared the flavor of my cum as they kissed and I recovered from the ferocity of my climax. Carrie reached down and squealed when she discovered that Daniel's young cock was already recovered from his recent orgasm. "Turn around, Baby," Carrie directed. She positioned me on my back with my head at the foot of the bed and then crawled on top of me in the 69 position. Daniel knelt behind my wife's round, sexy ass and rubbed his uncut cock across her red, swollen labia as she moaned wantonly. I watched as his uncut cock slowly split my wife's pussy and pushed deep inside her as she moaned softly. The sight was mesmerizing. I had never seen another man's dick up close and it looked oddly appealing. The ridges and veins bulged and pulsed as he thrust it steadily into Carrie's needy cunt. I lifted my head and flicked my tongue across my wife's hard clit, making her groan loudly. "Yes," Carrie hissed, "do that again. Oh god, yes!" I licked her clit and sucked it into my mouth as Daniel's hard, pussy-glazed cock touched my lips. It was sensuous and erotic and I liked it. I licked his shaft and her lips, savoring the flavor of her pussy on my lips and his dick. Daniel buried his cock balls deep inside my wife. His big soft balls hung enticingly over my mouth and I hesitantly took one between my lips and sucked softly, making him moan with pleasure. He then pulled back and fucked Carrie with short, quick jabs as I once more licked her wet cunt fast and furious. "Don't stop!" Carrie cried out as her body shook uncontrollably. Hot, thick cream coated Daniel's long cock and I lapped it up like a kitten drinking milk. Carrie collapsed beside me in a sweaty, exhausted mess as Daniel's cock sprung free of her wet pussy and stood glistening above me. I wanted it. I had never dreamed I would ever suck a man's penis but I had licked him while he fucked my wife and he had sucked me to a fantastic climax, so I had to try. I rolled onto my knees and wrapped my hand around his slippery shaft as my mouth approached his uncut dick. My tongue flicked out and slithered around his foreskin, tasting my wife's pussy on his hot flesh. I opened my mouth wide and marveled at how soft and smooth the skin on his cock was. It was unlike anything I had ever felt and the soft skin juxtaposed with the granite core was incredibly erotic. "Do it, Baby," Carrie moaned softly as my head bobbed over his throbbing shaft. I sucked and stroked his cock until his breathing became labored and his body trembled. My free hand caressed his body and balls as I furiously worked his shaft. "I'm cumming," Daniel groaned as his cock started to spit in my mouth. I swallowed quickly but he came too fast. Cum spilled from the corners of my mouth and ran down my chin. I continued sucking Daniel's dick as it went slack in my mouth. It tasted delicious and I knew I'd do it again. We fell asleep together in bed. Carrie was sandwiched between Daniel and me, and I am sure she loved having two strong men in bed with her. I woke hard. It was still dark outside and my hand slid across my wife's sexy body, to find that Daniel's dick was rigid like mine. He moaned softly and reached for my cock. We leaned close and kissed Carrie as we stroked each other in the dark hotel room. Daniel climbed out of bed and walked slowly around it. I watched his silhouette as he climbed on top of me in the 69 position and fed me his hard cock. His mouth engulfed me and we sucked each other as my wife watched. Carrie turned the TV on for light, then eased her fingers into her pussy. "This is so hot," she sighed, "but I need cock, too." She giggled and pulled us apart. I mounted Carrie missionary style as Daniel knelt beside us at the head of the bed. He pointed his cock at my mouth and I hungrily gobbled it up. I could taste the remnants of dried pussy combined with sweat and it was intense. Daniel fucked my mouth as I thrust my cock into my wife hard and fast. I pistoned my dick into Carrie's hot core with reckless abandon as tears streamed down my face from Daniel's cock pounding the back of my throat. Sweat covered my body. My lower back and jaw both ached. The slick warmth of Carrie's pussy felt wonderful and her reaction to my cock was equal to her response to Daniel's the night before. She was loud and vocal. Her body quivered and quaked as she came hard on my thrusting cock. Daniel pulled his dripping hard-on from my mouth and moved behind me. I felt a cool slippery liquid pour down my ass crack and I knew instantly what he wanted. I was scared. I had never had more than a single finger back there and I knew my virgin ass wasn't ready for his big cock. He sensed my apprehension and slid two fingers inside me as I continued to fuck my wife. After a minute or so, he added a third finger and it felt surprisingly good. "Are you ready?" he asked as he rubbed the lubricated head of his dick across my gaping asshole. "Yes," I hissed. I wanted him inside me. I had never dreamed of being fucked but his fingers had felt so good, I wanted more. "Fuck me, Daniel," I groaned. "Baby, that is the hottest thing I have ever heard in my life," Carrie moaned as Daniel penetrated me. He thrust into my ass and by extension into my wife. Daniel set the pace. He fucked me hard and I felt my climax building far quicker than I imagined possible. My climax shook my body furiously and cum spewed from my cock so hard, it felt as though the head came off with it. Carrie came with me and we collapsed in a heap on the bed. Daniel continued to pound my ass hard until his dick swelled and pumped hot cum into my bowels. I could feel him explode inside me and I felt wicked and randy. He pulled his dripping cock from my well-fucked asshole and walked toward the bathroom. "I need a shower," he said as he opened the door. "Carrie, why don't you join me?" My wife left me laying in bed with cum dripping from my asshole. She joined her new lover in the shower and I could hear her respond to his talents, but I was far too spent to move. Carrie kissed Daniel at the door after they exchanged numbers. They both said they would talk soon and I knew that even if they didn't, Daniel had changed both our lives forever. ****************************** Special thanks to Susurrus for his editing talents and helping me smooth out this story. Becoming a Cuckold A Hot Time Germany I have always been an absolute fan of women who were empowered by the knowledge that certain men could be easily seduced by a sexually dominant woman. I have met a number in my life and somehow these women knew without me telling them that I was a sexual submissive. Of course I was always trying to show that sexually submissive side of me so perhaps that is how they knew. I had a number of affairs with sexually dominant women and it grew on me like an addiction until I could fantasize performing acts of self-humiliation and ejaculate from those fantasies. I began to notice that each time I fantasized that when I came whatever I was fantasying about became an even stronger desire. Several women caught on to this and began to use this technique to train me for their own purposes, but most of what I just related would come to pass later in my life. What I relate now is what happened to my wife and I when we were transferred to Germany. I had been in the army for some 7 years in which I had been stationed abroad several times and had really found my sexual niche. I was totally addicted to eating pussy and was very near to becoming what I am now, but, my wife had no idea who I was sexually. I had always kept it secret from her because I thought she was a nice Christian woman with normal sexual desires. We had gone down on each other but we had never discussed that part of our sex, in fact we never told each other what we liked or didn't like. Most of those things changed when we were transferred to Germany. The German people are much more open about sexual things than Americans and I could immediate see that there were lots of opportunities for having sex with a dominant woman. A couple of months after we arrived in Germany I had an affair with a married lady named Barbara. She was the German wife of a guy I worked with. She was a tall, big busted blonde and she came onto me like no other woman ever had. I was smitten and ended up having an affair with her. She was the kind of woman I had been looking for, sexually dominant, curious, bi-sexual and hungry for a man like me. She knew about me from her husband, his name was John, whom I had discussed some sexual activity with. I had told him that I was writing to a woman who wanted to cuckold her husband and had agreed to have sex with me. I openly admitted to him that I liked to eat pussy and he perked up immediately. John told me that he and his German wife, Barbara, did a little swinging and that Barbara liked to get the husband of the couple they swung with to eat her pussy. I laughed at John and asked him why didn't he eat her pussy and he explained that he didn't like it because sometimes she fucked someone and then wanted him to suck the others guys cum from her pussy. I immediately became interested and told him so. He asked me plain out. "You mean you would suck cum out of Barbara's pussy. My one word "Yep". Apparently he went straight home and told his wife. The next thing I know she and I are having an affair and I'm getting to suck pussy all the time, but there was still this nagging desire to have my wife involved. One evening after John had gone to work I went to their apartment and Barbara explained to me that she was a Dominatrix but she did not like hurting people. I asked "What kind of a dominatrix are you then?" "I like to humiliate guys by making them suck my pussy when it is full of cum!" My cock was instantly hard. "And what do you want from me?" She smiled, opened her thighs and posed for me. It was a beautiful pussy. Thick swollen lips they splayed open to reveal a large, blood engorged clit. There was also a semi-clear gooey liquid seeping from her pussy. "John left this for you." She said with a wicked smile. I moaned. I licked my lips. I succumbed. Afterwards as we lay there exhausted she spoke to me. "I want you to convince your wife to have a threesome with me and John." "What" I asked falteringly. "I want a threesome for John, I want to see him eat your wife's pussy after you have fucked her. He wants it too but he doesn't want you to know." I was dumbfounded. I thought this was going to be all about me and me eating cum out of Barbara's pussy. I told her what I was thinking. "Don't worry, you will get your chance to do that but I won't let you eat his cum again. I have plans for you my little cuntlapper and there others wanting to take John's place in our fun." My god, she called me her cuntlapper. That was the first time any woman had called me that. The was humiliating but it cause my cock to spring to erection. I had tried unsuccessfully to interest my wife into a foursome with another couple but she had refused but then she found out I was fucking the wife of a couple we knew she decided to get revenge I suppose. One night when we were having a party at our apartment my wife got very, very drunk, almost falling down drunk. She had seen a Barbara kissing me and she surmised that I was fucking her, which I was! I started to watch her a little closer because she was being so sexual with the guys that I thought maybe this was the night. As I watched she danced with a number of guys, they seemed to know something wild was going to happen and they kind of hovered around her as she danced. She was really hot and she was kissing and being fondled by all the guys. I was starting to get turned on. I continued messing with Barbara and about 15 minutes later I looked around the room and noticed that my wife was missing. I was a little worried about her because she was so drunk. I looked in the bathroom, not there. I peeked in the bedroom, bingo, there she was on her knees in front of Barbara's husband. His pants and underwear were down around his ankles, his hands were holding her head as he thrust his cock in and out between her sucking lips. I could hear her sucking from where I stood and I was afraid others would notice. I wanted to watch but I knew if she saw me the whole fantasy would collapse and my fantasy would not come true. I went back to the living room and began dancing with the Barbara. I looked at Barbara, she knew what was going on and she even began trying to seduce me. "She won't know what we are doing." She said smugly. Right now she is too busy sucking John's cock and there are others waiting." That's when I turned and looked down the hall to our bed room. There were three guys standing in the hall and as I watched the Barbara's husband stumbled out of the bedroom zipping up his pants and immediately one of the men in the hall walked past and entered our bedroom. "You know she is going to suck any cock that is stuck into her face. She doesn't care who it is, she just wants cock in her mouth." "Yes, I know." "And you don't mind?" "No" I responded. "It excites me, I'd like to watch." "She wants to be a slut tonight and I think she is going to do it big time. "I know." I said excitedly "Well then, let's go back there and watch." She pulled me by the arm and we slowly walked down the hall. Just before we got to the door the man who has previously entered the bedroom came out. He too was zipping his fly and trying to not look me in the eyes. The last man waiting looked at me, smiled obscenely and entered the bedroom. Barbara and I stood in the open doorway as he approached my wife who was sitting on the bed, her dress pulled up above her waist and her top pulled down over her breast. I could see cum all over her breast and face. She opened her mouth and licked out with her tongue as the man leaned into her face and eased his cock into her open mouth. She moaned and I could see her cheeks collapse and she began to suck. As she sucked her hands were on his hips and she pulled at the cheeks of his ass taking his cock deep. She moaned in the only way I can describe as ecstasy. I could hear loud sucking noises coming from her mouth and my cock was so hard it hurt. The man began to increase his thrust into my wife's mouth and she began to gag as the man approached orgasm. He pulled back almost out of her mouth but she moaned and pulled at his buttocks with her palms. Then in a great moan the man thrust deep into her throat, helt the head of his cock there and began grunting like a pig as he filled my wife's mouth with his cum. She held his cock deep in her throat and allowed him to finish cuming. Finally she eased back a bit and I could see her swallow a second load of cum. I almost had an orgasm. The man slowly withdrew and turned to us. I could see cum dripping from his cock. I was humiliated but I was also ready to cum myself. He smiled arrogantly at me and pulled her mouth once more onto his cock and began to masturbate into my wife's open mouth. I could hear his loud breathing, her guttural moans of lust and pleasure. "Do you want more slut? He slurred. "You want more cum bitch". "Oh god yes." She moaned. He continued to jerk his cock and then suddenly he spurted the thick white cream into her mouth and all over her face. I pulled my zipper down and started to enter the room but Barbara pulled me back. "Come on." I moaned. "I've waited for this too long." "No, you can wait a bit, there may be others." With that she released my arm and entered the bedroom. She turned to me and motioned for me to stand still. I had no idea what she had in mind. Barbara slowly remove her skirt and then pushed her panties down and stepped out of them. She walked up to the bed and sat down beside my wife who looked sideways at her with a strange look I had never seen before. Barbara leaned back on the bed onto her elbows. Spreading her thighs she opened her mouth and licked out with her tongue. Oh my god, I knew what she had in mind but could something like that really happen. "Come here slut." I heard Barbara tell my wife. My wife stood up and moved in front of Barbara. "That's a good little slut, now get down on your knees." Slowly my wife kneeled there between Barbara's thighs. "You know what to do slut, you've sucked all the husbands now it's time to suck the wives." My wife kneeled there for several long seconds and then leaned forward her palms pushing Barbara's thighs further apart. I could now see Barbara's hairy pussy and the swollen lips that were partially open and dripping. My wife never even looked up she merely tilted her face downward and bowed her head over so that her outstretched tongue slowly entered Barbara's pussy. "That's it slut, lick that pussy." My wife began moving her face up and down between the swollen lips and I could hear sucking sounds as her lips pulled at Barbara's swollen lips. "Now get your tongue in deep and use it to suck my clit." I began to stroke my cock and I could feel the wetness leaking from the tip. Barbara looked at me and then at the doorway. I turned an almost came when I saw that the other wives were preparing to do what Barbara had done. They were going to have my wife suck them. "Wait" she told then breathlessly. "Just one." Immediately a small brunette stepped quickly into the room. "Wait, wait honey, there is something special I want her to do." "What Barbara, what." The brunette said excitedly. "Come here Billyboy, come here and fuck me." I didn't wait, I dropped my pants and pushed my shorts down and stepped out of them. My cock sprang up at attention and I moved to Barbara. "On the floor Billyboy." I lay on the floor and immediately Barbara sat her pussy down on my cock and used her weight to drive my cock deep into her pussy. I couldn't hold back any longer and my cum shot up inside her. She sat there for a moment letting my cock flood her pussy with my cum. Barbara stood up and stepped over me to stand near my wife's head. "Open your mouth dearie, stick that tongue out and lick, lick your husband's cum from my pussy." When Barbara had finished with my wife the others women, one by one, entered the bedroom and used my wife moth for pleasure. After that we were forced to make a decision on what we would do. I could not stay there because of the notoriety and my wife didn't want to even stay in Germany, so she went home to the USA. I didn't get many letters from her after she returned home. When I did all she talked about was how well everyone was treating her. Apparently she had blamed me for the whole thing. She hinted several times that she might take revenge on me. I didn't know what to say so I just wrote and told her if she was going to fuck someone not to tell me about it. The letter I got back simply said. Okay, I won't tell you about it." I knew then she was fucking. Three months later my dad was severely injured in a car crash and I flew home on emergency leave. When I arrived in New Jersey I called her and told her I would try and get a flight to Oklahoma City. That was when she advised me that and she told me that she and her boss would fly to Oklahoma City and pick me up at the airport. That sounded kind of strange to me. Why would her boss fly his persona; airplane to pick up the husband of his secretary? When we met at the airport, she was decidedly cool to me. She made no effort to kiss me and she only half hugged me. She introduced me to her boss as the sweetest guy she had ever met and that he did everything for her. I knew what everything was! We flew back to Springdale and they dropped me off at my folk's house telling me they had some work to catch up on before the end of the day. It turned out that the work lasted till 11pm that night. I was worried about her but I knew that I needed to let her have her way until things got back to normal. That night when she did get home we had a few drinks and she became a little lovey. I was just drunk enough that I had put the things I had saw at the airport out of my mind. We finally went to bed and we had only been there a few minutes when she became extremely aroused. We had been kissing and I could smell his cologne on her. It started my mind to working. I tried to slide my fingers into her pussy but she wouldn't let me, instead she began to masturbate me. It wasn't long till her fingers were wet with my pre-cum and then it began to get kinky. She lifted herself up and crossed her legs over my body. She moved up, sliding her wet pussy over my exposed stomach until she reached my chest. "I'll bet you've been thinking about this for the last six months haven't you." "What" I asked, knowing full well that a woman doesn't place her pussy that close to a man's face without him sucking it. "This." She said and slipped up over my face and nestled her pussy down over my mouth. "I know how you fantasize about sucking my pussy after I've been fucked by a lover." I tried to say thank you to her but she just began rocking her hips up and down smearing her wetness over my mouth and face. "Suck it, suck it you cum eating pervert." It was then when I got a really good taste of the goo in her pussy. It was cum and I instantly knew who's cum it was. I tried to struggle loose but her weight held my head to the bed. "Oh no you don't husband. You are going to suck all his cum out of my pussy and from now on any time I come home with cum in my pussy you are going to beg to suck it out." "Oh shit" I though and then I began to suck. Becoming a Cuckold It had been three months since my wife Taylor and I had our threesome with Tom. Our sex life together since had gotten better for a while. We had tried many new things, handcuffs, sex toys, different kinds of lubricants, and the frequency of our sex life had gone up from once or twice every couple weeks to two or three times every week. One particular day when I came home from work Taylor was laying on our bed on her stomach reading. She was wearing nothing but a sexy pair of lace panties and a tank top. As I walked past her to the closet to change I got an instant hard on looking at her. Images of her being fucked by Tom in that position flashed through my mind and my dick got even a little harder if that was possible. I took all of my clothes off and crawled over top of Taylor and grinded my hard cock into her butt and started kissing her shoulders and neck. Taylor turned to me and kissed me passionately for a few minutes while thrusting her ass in the air into my dick. She then stopped and looked me in the eyes and said, "I really want to fuck Tom again." I was a little confused about my emotions at that time. I was both excited and put off at the same time, but I wanted her happy and I really wanted to fuck her so I shook my head and told her I would be okay with that. She kissed me hard and then got up and asked if she could go call him to come over. I agreed and put my clothes back on until he arrived. As I sat on the bed waiting for Tom to arrive I was doing my best to not take it to personally that Taylor felt the need to go into the bathroom and wash up and put makeup on. I hadn't seen her this flustered in a long time over anything. The doorbell rang and Taylor came out of the bathroom still in nothing but her sexy panties and little top and told me to stay put. She went to the front door and I could hear the two of them exchange hellos and then silence. I figured they were kissing but couldn't be positive. Taylor walked Tom into our bedroom and he didn't even acknowledge me he stood at the end of the bed and took his clothes off and Taylor dropped to her knees and began sucking his cock. Tom continued to ignore me and placed his hand behind Taylor's neck and rubbed it a while. Taylor kept complaining of her hair getting in her face and then she turned to me. "Get your clothes off and come down her and hold my hair back for me hon." She said to me with a beautiful smile across her face as she stroked Tom's big dick in her left hand. So I got up took my clothes off and got down on my knees behind Taylor pushing my dick into her beautiful ass again. I got her hair pulled back tight in my left hand and slide my right hand around the front of Taylor's body and started massaging her breast. This lasted maybe ten minutes all the while both Tom and Taylor exchanged many excited glances and moaned in pleasure together. Finally Tom stopped Taylor and walked over to our bed and laid down on it in the middle. Taylor looked around behind her at me and kissed me for a few minutes and then said softly to me. "You want to fuck me, you have to suck Tom's dick first." Then she stood up and took her clothes off and lay down over top of Tom in the 69 position. Tom didn't waste any time, he immediately began to eat my wife's pussy. Taylor held Tom's dick in her hand and motioned to me to come over and suck his dick. I didn't know what to do, but I wanted to fuck her so bad so I thought what the hell I'll try it. I got up and went over to them, I put my head between Tom's legs and Taylor grabbed the back of my head and shoved it down on top of Tom's cock. It was massive and almost made me gag. I could taste the cum from Taylor sucking his dick and didn't like it at all. Taylor on the other hand was loving it. She kept repeating "ya baby you like his dick don't you? You love that cock in your mouth just admit it." She would stop me once in a while and kiss me and suck his dick but mostly she was enjoying watching me do it. After about another ten minutes of this Tom had enough of it and sat up and put Taylor in the doggy position. But not before Taylor made me lay down on my back and she straddled me now in the 69 position. She wanted me to get a very good view of Tom fucking her pussy. Tom slide his gigantic cock into my wife's pussy and she immediately gripped my legs and dug her nails into my skin moaning. She loved it; Tom fucked her like crazy for five minutes straight without stopping then he pulled his dick out and shoved it down my throat and told me to get all of my wife's cum off his cock. So I sucked his dick again until he pulled it out of my mouth and put his dick between my wife's ass checks and then said "now get her cum off my balls you little bitch." So I raised my head up enough to get his nuts in my mouth. The whole time I couldn't believe what was happening. Taylor hadn't touched my cock this whole time and I was beginning to get a little frustrated. As Tom and Taylor laid on their sides, Tom behind Taylor both facing me the fucked each other for another ten minutes. Taylor had her left hand over on my chest as I played with myself watching and listening to the two of them go at it. Finally I heard Tom voice that he was about to cum. Taylor leaned back into his chest and said "cum in me baby." I was a little pissed by this but wasn't about to argue. Tom blew his load in her pussy and they both let out a very loud moan. After another minute or so of slowly humping each other and kissing Taylor moved all the way over on her back looked at me and said "if you don't want to jerk off any more come lick his cum out of my pussy." I did as she asked; Tom lay on his side kissing Taylor as I ate her pussy out. She didn't seem to into me doing it even though she made me do it. She was more into kissing Tom and playing with his half limp cock. After five minutes or so Taylor pushed my head out from between her legs and told me to clean off Tom's dick. I began to reach for a towel when she corrected me and made sure I understood she meant with my mouth. So for the third time I was sucking Tom's dick. After they had their fill of me sucking his cock Tom wanted to fuck her again. I asked when I would get my turn and Taylor simply replied, "When Tom is done, or says you can." I had become a full blown cuckold. I was a little upset at Taylor's attitude but still very much turned on by watching her get screwed by Tom. Taylor lay on her back with her beautiful legs up over Tom's shoulders being fucked for what seemed to be fifteen minutes straight until Tom came a second time. Again it was up to me to lick all of his cum from Taylor's pussy. This time however Tom was done with her. He got up and went into our bathroom as I ate my wife's pussy and cleaned himself up. As he came back out dressed he came over and kissed Taylor for a minute or two told her he had a great time and left. Taylor then got up and went into the bathroom to shower leaving me on the bed with still a massive hard on. I was still lying on the bed naked when she came out of the bathroom. She got on her hands and knees and crawled over to me seductively. "So you still want to fuck me?" she asked as she grabbed my dick and kissed me. Hell yes I still wanted to fuck her, and I did. I pushed her down on her belly and screwed her for a short ten minutes doggy style before I came all over in her pussy. I lay down on top of her in that position for a while after cumming. We kissed and rubbed each other's bodies for a while before Taylor got up and looked at me with a serious expression. "That was amazing!" Taylor said to me and she kissed me once more and rolled over to go to sleep. Once again I lay next to her trying to fall asleep that night not being able to stop replaying that night over and over again in my head. My wife had just been screwed by another man right in front of me for a second time and I had a strange feeling of satisfaction from it. Becoming a Cuckold Ch. 01 It was the third year of our relationship, and as all things do after a while, our sex-life had faded. From a red hot to a pale pink to a rather gray matter. Not that I didn’t like sex anymore. Hell, I loved sex, and so did my fiancée, but most of the time, it just wasn’t the right time. We both had quite exhausting jobs, both at the same company, but different departments. I was in sales, my fiancée in accounting. Not the most exciting jobs, but demanding in a boring-stressful kind of way. We both came home at different times, and normally we settled into an evening routine sometime between 7 and 8 PM. We cooked something nice, watched TV or a movie, and about every second or third day had sex. Whenever we had sex, it was great. Sweaty, different positions, and all that, but nothing extraordinary. No anal, no toys, no SM or anything in that direction. Good old sex, with me squirting inside her warm pussy. Carol, my fiancée, was quite good-looking. Not exactly like a model or a famous actress, but nice nonetheless. She was rather short, had hair colored in a not so bright red fashion, a pretty face with glasses, a plump body with a nice round ass and large tits. She wasn’t skinny, but not fat either. Maybe her ass was a bit thicker than would have been normal on her frame, same holding true for her tits. But I loved that. I love women who are a bit meaty, not fat, but meaty. With stuff to hold on to. And that I did when we fucked. It was great, although I wished she’d let me have a go at her ass. You see, I’m an ass fanatic. I always tried to coax her into at least letting me lick her asshole. I was fascinated by that, but she wouldn’t have any of it, let alone letting me fuck her up the ass. I didn’t understand it really, because I had had stuff up my asshole (I told you, ass fanatic), and I loved it when she caressed my asshole while sucking my dick (she did that, strangely enough), and I knew that it wasn’t uncomfortable. Well, maybe it is when a dick goes in and out repeatedly. I wouldn’t know it, so I never pressed her about it. As much as I enjoyed the sex we had, I constantly fantasized about more sex. I was a vivid customer of Internet sex-sites, and it had become a custom of mine to download porn on a weekly basis. My broadband connection was a godsend, because it allowed me to enjoy porn of all varieties from the anonymity of home, whenever I wanted. My fiancée knew I liked porn, we had watched quite a few together. Seated on our bed, I would put on some nice one-on-one flick, put it on full screen and then we’d just watch it until we were both ready to have a go ourselves. It was fun, but I really was into a lot more intense stuff. I think I had seen just about anything imaginable, but the things that really did it for me were pictures and movies of white girls getting fucked by black guys. Preferably up the ass. Seeing those monster-dicks, which the guys all sported, going in and out of those tiny holes, was unbelievable. As a rather logical consequence, I imagined Carol to be one of those girls. I sometimes spent hours on the net, just to find a picture or a movie of a girl who resembled Carol who was being fucked up the ass by a black guy. Adding to that fantasy, there were the so-called hotwife or cuckold sites I kept looking at. Just so you know, a cuckold is a guy whose wife or girlfriend fucks other guys, preferably with him knowing and approving, and being humiliated in the course of it. I read hundreds of fictional stories and real-life experiences of people who had gone through with it. It was a turn-on reading about the women being total sluts with their lovers, only to deny their husbands or boyfriends sex. My imagination ran wild whenever I read that, and I pictured myself in a corner while my beautiful Carol would get the fucking of her lifetime. It was a special turn-on when the husband would then be forced to or would voluntarily lick the cum out of his wife’s pussy. Another man’s cum! Hell, that was nasty, and humiliating. And I loved the idea of it. I knew there would never ever be a chance of me actually having that kind of relationship. Carol always professed how much she liked it when we had sex, and there was no need for her to even think of doing another man. She was also the most honest and trustworthy person I knew. The thought of fucking another man, I’m sure, had never crossed her mind before. Well, at least not the serious thought. After all, she was human too. But my point is, sex was fun, but it wasn’t that much to her. She’d never go to any length at all, just to get fucked. If sex was convenient, she liked it. If it necessitated going out and finding someone, she’d never do it. Or so I thought. As mentioned above, I sometimes scoured the net for hours, just to find the perfect movie or picture. I took all the precautions to rid the computer of all traces, and I did it with the diligence of a computer-professional. I had my movies locked up in another partition, my browser-history and cookies and all that were deleted whenever I closed the browser. I was sure Carol would never find anything of it. It was January, and I had just proposed to Carol a few weeks earlier. She had gladly accepted, and we were both happy as hell. Unfortunately, I had to visit a client out of town over the weekend, and I spent most of Saturday and Sunday at the client’s office. It was a drab thing, but work is work, and I had to do it. The hotel I stayed at fortunately had pay-TV, and I checked out the porn movies they had. They had one with an interracial theme, and although it was a bit tame, I liked the fact that I could jack off on my bed while on the big-screen TV, a blonde girl was getting it by a big, muscular black guy. About halfway through the movie the phone rang. I muted the movie and picked up the receiver: “Hello?” “Hey there, darling”, Carol cooed through the phone. “Hi, babe, how’s it going without me?” I asked. “Oh, you know, it’s boring watching TV without you. I think I’m gonna go online and check out the latest developments in housing.” We were planning to buy a house, so we kept our eyes on cheap, but nice houses. “Well, that’s great. I’m just hanging out here, watching a movie!” I said. “Ahh, I bet it’s not a PG-rating, is it?” Carol laughed. I had to laugh myself. She knew me, although she didn’t know everything about me. “In fact, right now a girl is getting her ass fucked by a big guy”, I said. “You’re so dirty. You and your ass-fantasies. I think you should be glad you’ve got a pussy as nice as mine!” Carol said jokingly. We kept our banter on for a while, until Carol said she’d go online now. We said goodbye, not before professing out love again and again. Hell, we were still very much in love. When I came back on Monday evening, Carol had prepared a wonderful dinner. Candle-light, red wine and all that. I was amazed, but not surprised. She liked doing nice stuff like that once in a while. I took a shower, and then we ate. It was delicious. Steak, mashed potatoes, gravy. She knew I loved meat. After we had eaten and drank the bottle of wine and a second one, Carol got up. “Rob, I think we can now proceed to the second stage of the evening!” she said. She was wearing a tight, low-cut top and a short skirt. She didn’t normally dress like that, and I remember thinking how hot she looked. A bit slutty maybe, but that turned me on even more. I just gulped and followed her. She didn’t walk to the bedroom though. She walked towards that desk we had in our living room, where the computer stood. It was turned on, but the screen only showed the desktop. I looked at her quizzically, but she just smiled and walked towards the computer. She moved the mouse around a bit, and suddenly a porn-flick came on. It was one of those we had watched already. A tame one-on-one, only vaginal intercourse, with a nice background, a bit boring maybe. But it was enough to get me hard instantly. Normally, I was the one to initiate those viewings. We were still standing awkwardly in front of the desk, and I looked at Carol questioningly. She smiled: ”So, Rob, are you hard yet? Because I’m wet already, and if you’re ready, why don’t you just bend me over that desk and fuck the shit out of me?” While saying that, she lifted that tight skirt, and revealed her bare pussy. That little sexpot fiancée of mine didn’t wear any underwear! I was stunned. She was a saucy little minx after all. I didn’t waste any time, but rather opened my pants and pulled out my dick. “Oh darling, I think you’re ready!” Carol smiled and quickly took my dick into her hand. “I would take it in my mouth, if it weren’t for my pussy, screaming for you to just fuck me!” she said. I had never been the kind to argue a lot, so I just did what she wanted. I turned her around, bend her over the desk, exposing her pussy, which indeed was wet and glistening. I contemplated for a split-second to lick her pussy, but Carol had made it clear enough that she wanted my dick inside her. I pushed her skirt up a bit more, so her whole ass was exposed, and with my other hand, guided my rock-hard dick inside her pussy. It was wet and warm, tight but also very welcoming. When my dick was as deep inside her as possible, I pulled out again, and started a rhythm. Carol was already moaning, and contrary to her normal behavior during sex, she talked a lot. She ordered me to fuck her hard, and to give it to her pussy. It was unreal, but that didn’t deter me from giving it to her hard. I loved the feel of her big, soft ass against my abs, as my dick went in and out of her with those familiar squishing sounds. I pumped into her, first holding onto her wonderfully full ass, then squeezing her tits through that top. She wasn’t wearing a bra either, and I wasn’t surprised that time. He nipples felt like large rubbers, and when I pinched them a bit, her moaning became louder, and she begged me to keep fucking her. Although I had always seen myself as quite a good lover, my stamina wasn’t the best in the world. After about ten minutes of that unbelievable romp, I felt my balls tightening. I think I shot more cum into her pussy than I had every before in my whole life. Carol obviously felt that I had come, and just when my last spurt had hit the walls of her pussy, she snaked around in front of me, letting my already limp dick fall out of her pussy. She pushed herself onto the desk, and spread her legs. “What the fuck?”, I though to myself. Carol had always been very shy about her pussy. She wasn’t into showing me her pussy at day light, let alone exposing it to me after both our juices were mingled inside it. Now she was right there in front of me, spreading her wonderful thighs, presenting me her pussy (which she had obviously trimmed from a moderate bush to a barely visible wisp of hair right above her clit). Her pussy-lips were red and swollen, and I could see my cum seeping out of her. “Alright, limp-dick, why don’t you go ahead and lick my pussy!” Carol said and looked at me. I was stunned the second time that day. “What?” I asked. “You heard me, I want to cum too. You’ve had your fun, now make sure I have mine!” Carol said, and when I looked into her eyes, I knew she didn’t make fun. Now, you may be wondering why I hesitated to do what she wanted. I know, my fantasy was to lick another man’s cum out of my girlfriend’s pussy, and she was only asking me to lick my own. BUT, thinking about doing it while all horny, having looked at porn for hours is quite a different thing than to look at it right after having had an orgasm. It didn’t look as appealing as it had in my mind, and after all, my libido had just been spurted into Carol’s pussy. “Rob, either you get on your knees and start cleaning out my pussy, or we won’t have sex ever again!” Carol said, her face totally serious. I didn’t know what the hell was going on with her, but it was scary. And a fucking turn-on as well. Not wanting to be deprived of sex for the rest of my life, I got on my knees and lowered my mouth onto Carol’s pussy. The second my lips touched hers, she let out a loud moan. I tasted the mixture of my cum and her juices, and although it tasted weird, I started to go at it in earnest. I dug my mouth into those wet folds, and heard Carol moan in pleasure. I also noticed that a considerable amount of cum had run down between her ass-cheeks, and although knowing that she would protest the moment my tongue would meet her asshole, I made my way between her ass-cheeks. Boy, was I wrong. The moment my tongue lashed over her asshole, scooping up quite a bit of my own cum, Carol jerked, and grabbed one of her legs, pulling it towards her body, exposing her asshole to my tongue. With her other hand, she pushed my head deeper into her ass. I couldn’t believe my luck, as I probed and caressed her asshole with my tongue, making sure not to miss a drop. After a few minutes, I decided to give more attention to her pussy, and I licked it for another five minutes, until I heard that familiar sound of Carol orgasming. She also added some new sounds, which actually were screams. She had never screamed before during sex. So here we were. I had just licked my own cum out of Carol’s pussy and ass, and she had loved it. It was totally wild. It was unbelievable. And I wondered what had brought that about. Carol climbed off the desk, with a sheepish grin on her face. “Did you like that, Rob?” she asked. I just smiled, my tongue was locked. She just gave me a deep kiss. “Mmh, I can taste your cum on your lips!” she said, and looked at me. “But, what…why…what’s going on?” I asked. “Oh, I just thought we’d do something different. Since you seem to like the idea of licking cum out of pussies!” Shit, she had nailed my ass. I didn’t know how, but Carol had found out about my secret desire. I was to find out a few minutes later. I didn’t say anything at first, only after Carol took me by the hand and led me to the sofa, I regained my composure. I started asking her how she’d found out. Due to my own negligence, it wasn’t difficult for her at all. After signing on to the Internet, she had searched for houses, and when she wanted to download a description of a house, the download path had pointed to the partition I had forgotten to lock up after saving files from a porn-site. Carol had noticed the number of obviously sex-oriented files, and started to scoop around in that partition. First, she had been shocked, but it didn’t take a degree in psychology to notice that it was a fetish, a secret fantasy of mine she had uncovered. She had been a bit angry at first, but after reading all the stories I had saved, and after watching countless pictures and movies, she had warmed up to the idea of having me lick cum out of her pussy. “Well, and since I don’t have a lover, whose cum you could suck out my pussy, I knew you’d have to suck your own. And I must admit, it was the sexiest thing I have witnessed in my whole life!” Carol said. We had sex twice again that night, and every time I licked my cum out of her pussy and from her asshole. When we fell asleep, I knew that our sex-life had changed, but I didn’t know then how much it would change during the next few weeks and months. To be continued… Comments welcome as always. The more comments, the earlier I’ll continue with this story. Becoming a Cuckold Ch. 02 The next morning, when we woke up next to each other, sweat and our juices dried up between and on us, we decided to both call in sick. We knew we needed some time to find out where that whole thing would lead us. After we prepared some breakfast, we silently ate and drank coffee. Between sips and bites, we looked at each other like a pair of teenagers who had had their first sexual encounter with each other. After what seemed like an eternity, Carol started to speak: “Rob, I think I have never had sex as fantastic as the one we had yesterday!” It was unbelievable relief that flooded through me. I was so glad Carol still felt the same she did yesterday. And it brought back memories of me sucking my cum out of her pussy. Imagining it was someone else’s. And getting my hard-on back. “Oh, I think so too. It was a blast!” I said. “But we need to talk about how this is going to go on further!”, Carol said, “because I know that it was a hell of a thrill, but I’m not sure how far I want this to go! You see, when I read all those stories you had saved, and looked at those pictures, watched the movies, it kept me wet for ages. And when I was too tired to keep my eyes open, I masturbated myself to sleep, thinking of all those things I had seen. Oh Rob, if I had known how much you fantasize about that, we could have done it much earlier! I mean, even when you licked my asshole yesterday, it was such a turn-on, although I had never felt like that before. I mean, suddenly it didn’t only feel nasty, it also felt like fireworks going off down there!” Her face was all flushed now, and she was obviously turned on again. “The only problem is, I really love having sex with you. I don’t need anybody else. I want you, but I think the fantasy of me having a lover, and you being the sub husband really is a turn-on. But it’s a fantasy. I don’t think I could go through with that.” “Oh Carol, darling, that’s more than I ever dreamed about. I am so relieved you even think about it without getting a fit. I thought you’d throw me out of the apartment, if you ever found my hidden stash! And quit frankly, I don’t even think I could go through with it, and it’s my fantasy. Like you said, just a fantasy. But sharing it with you is so much better than always having to do it behind your back!” We talked for another two hours, and what transpired was, that Carol wasn’t turned off by my fetish at all, but that she was rather intrigued by it. We decided that from now on we would play with open cards. No secrets, no untold truths, nothing to inhibit us. Carol had told me, that what she liked best about the stories and movies was the creampie eating. I had figured that much. She also told me that the idea of humiliation turned her on. Her telling me turned me on as well. We decided that from now on, we would incorporate those fantasies in our sex-life. And that we did. After our talk, we took a shower together, and then sat in front of the computer and went through my collection. We reread the stories together, with Carol pointing out what turned her on the most, and then watched the movies, which resulted in a romp on our sofa. I fucked her from behind, and while my dick pistoned in and out of her warm pussy, I was daring and started rubbing her asshole. Carol, initially stiffing up for a second, soon responded to it, and shortly before I came into her, she even grabbed my hand and took two fingers deep into her mouth. “Now put them in, but do it slowly!” she panted between my thrusts and looked back at me. I just nodded, my heart pounding like mad. I slowly worked one finger into her tight asshole. It was really tight and warm, and I could feel my dick going in and out of her pussy. I pushed it in deeper, and Carol started pushing back at me, to meet both my thrusts and the invading finger. Soon, my finger was in all the way, and Carol moaned for me to put in the other. So I did, and when it was all the way in, I couldn’t hold back anymore and unloaded my cum inside her pussy. I quickly knelt behind her, and with my fingers still lodged deep inside her ass, I started sucking my cum out of Carol’s dripping pussy. She went off like a gun. I even felt her cum gushing out of her pussy, which had never happened before. Again, it was unbelievable. Naturally, we didn’t see any need to get dressed that day. Between looking at the movies and reading the stories, we had sex all the time, and adding to that, when we fell asleep that night, I had fingered Carol’s ass every time we had fucked. She had wanted me to do that, but she still didn’t feel like getting fucked up the ass. She was too afraid of the pain, and I didn’t want to press that matter. Compared to what we had done the last 30 hours or so, ass-fucking wasn’t all that anymore. The next morning we did go to work. I noticed that Carol had dressed a lot less conservatively than she had just a few days ago. She didn’t look slutty or anything like that, but she wore an ensemble which sported a skirt with a slit almost up to her ass and a low cut white blouse, with a black bra underneath. It had a silky fabric, and fell perfectly around her ample tits. “Just to see if I could get some guys to fuck me if I wanted them to!” Carol said, and laughed. I was speechless, but turned on. I had created a monster, but I loved it. From that day on, we had sex every day, most of the time twice. Carol always dressed very sexy, and when we had sex, she would tell me of the countless guys who hit on her, and who would have fucked her on the spot. I knew that she would never do it without my consent, but her telling me about the possibility and teasing me about it gave our fucking extra kicks. We would also start looking for new porn-movies, especially interracially themed ones. We signed up with all kinds of so-called “amateur interracial” sites, and soon Carol was as hooked as I was. In the privacy of our home, we would marvel at those white, married women, who got the fucking of a lifetime by some big, black dude, while their husbands sat next to it, and afterwards licked their pussies clean. When I licked my cum out of Carol’s pussy, which I did every time we had sex, she would start telling me that it was some black guy’s cum I was licking, and that he had just fucked her into oblivion. She also started with some light humiliation, telling me that I would never be able to fuck her like that “guy” she had just “fucked”. I knew she didn’t mean it, but that it all belonged to our play, but it still was a turn-on to hear her saying things like that. She also demanded that I came into her asshole once in a while, and took the greatest delight in seeing me suck my cum out of her ass. It was the nastiest thing we had ever done up to that point, and it never failed to do its magic. About a month after starting our new life style, Carol came home after work with a large box. It was wrapped in white paper, and looked like a flower-box. “Hey, brought me flowers?” I asked jokingly. “No, darling, I brought us another friend to play with!” she said and unwrapped the mysterious box. She revealed the largest black dildo I had ever seen. I mean, it wasn’t as ridiculously large as the dildos you sometimes see on those “size-queens”, but it must have been about 12 inches in length and probably as thick as a beer can. “Carol, what the fuck? Where’d you get that one from?” I asked her. “Well, during lunch break I was really, really horny, and I went to that sex-store around the corner. I sneaked in and got that thing. Isn’t it lovely? It’s jus the right size!” “Carol, that thing will never fit, just look at it. It’s fucking huge!” I said, with a shocked look on my face. Carol came up to me and grabbed my cock through my pants. It was rock hard. “Oh Robbie, come one, I bet that monster will fit if you prepare me nicely enough. I mean, he’s gonna be my new lover, so he needs to fit, right?” That development was new to me. Carol was into the game now, big time. I was a bit confused at first, not knowing she would go at it like that. But my dick soon was convincing me that I really liked that development. That night we skipped dinner, and fucked like rabbits. When I had come in her pussy, and did the cum-licking routine, Carol looked at me and said: “Rob, that was the last time you fucked me before my new lover did. From now on, you’ll only get sloppy seconds. You’ll get to prepare me for my lover, but you’ll only get a nice good fucking after that monster has given it to me, understood?” I was stunned at her boldness, but the fact that my actually spent dick was rising again was a telltale sign that I had understood all right. “Now bring him over!” Carol ordered. I got the monster dildo from the table, and kneeled between my fiancée’s wide open legs. Her pussy looked so delicious, with those puffy lips and the wetness glistening in between. “Darling, guide my new lover into me!” Carols ordered again, and I complied. As I pushed the head of that big black dildo into Carol’s pussy, I thought it would never go in. Her pussy caved inwards as I pushed, but Carol seemed to like it. She pushed her hips towards me, forcing the monster deeper into her. Suddenly, the head went in. “Oh my god, that’s unbelievable!” Carol moaned as the head disappeared inside her. I kept it there until Carol beckoned me to push farther. I did so, and another three inches disappeared. It was a beautiful sight, seeing that fake black dick disappearing inside Carol’s pussy. Carol, in the meantime, had pulled back her legs, so the dildo would have easier access. And it did go in easy enough. When it was in about nine inches, Carols suddenly let out a little yelp. “Oh fuck, that’s it. Won’t go any deeper!” I started licking Carol’s exposed clit, as I slowly started to fuck her with the dildo. It really had hit rock bottom after about nine inches. After a few minutes of slow fucking, I started a quicker rhythm, and Carol pushed her hips at me every time I pushed the dildo in. “Oh shit, Rob, he’s in me so deep. That’s just insane!” she moaned. Her pussy was now wetter than ever before, which was necessary too, because that dildo really stretched her out. I started jacking off, while I pushed the dildo even deeper into her. Obviously, she had loosened up a bit, because soon she could take just about the whole thing. “Ohh god, I can’t believe it!!! That’s ….so….deep! Fuck me harder, lover, fuck me!” Carol put on quite a show. It wasn’t difficult to imagine her now, being impaled by black guy, with her having the time of her life. Suddenly, she bucked like a horse, and let out a piercing scream, just when the dildo was in the deepest. I thought it had hurt her, but I was very wrong. When her bucking had subsided, her face was pure bliss. “Oh god, that was the best fuck of my life!” Carol said and smiled at me. I felt a pang of jealousy….because of a piece of plastic. I realized how ridiculous that was, and smiled back at her. She really had liked that, and I had too. The second she had cum, I had spurted my cum onto the bed. I crawled next to Carol, who still had that dildo lodged deep inside her pussy. “Rob, I love you. Thanks for letting me have such an intense orgasm!” Carol whispered and gave me a big, wet kiss. We fell asleep shortly after, and I dreamed about Carol riding a huge black dick. Go figure. To be continued… Comments always welcome. Becoming a Cuckold Ch. 03 The big black dildo became a regular in our lovemaking. True to Carol's word, I never got to fuck her first. Most of the time, she wanted me to lick her first, making sure she was wet enough for her plastic "lover" to fuck her. With that big fat dong inside her pussy and my tongue flicking her clit, it never took her long to reach an orgasm, sometimes even two. I loved watching her going crazy over that toy, the big, black monster sliding into her pussy and her pussy-lips clinging to it when pulling out. Afterwards, Carol allowed me to fuck her, which I did with great pleasure. Although her pussy wasn't as tight anymore, imagining a black guy had just fucked her was enough for me to cum within a few minutes. Carol had started the habit to tease me when I was fucking her. "Oh Rob, think you can be as good as my lover? He's much bigger than you, I don't think you'll be able to make me cum with your little dick! Especially if it only takes you about two minutes!" Right then I couldn't hold back any longer. Hearing my darling fiancée talk like that was more than I could stand, and I spurted my cum into her. As always, I went down on her and made sure I swallowed every little drop I had shot into her. This normally sent Carol into another mind-blowing orgasm. It was about mid-February, when during dinner Carol suddenly said: "Rob, I would have never thought I could take that much pleasure from this little fantasy of yours. I think the sex we've had for the last weeks was the best I've had in my life, and to be frank, I had plenty. But never anything interesting really, just boring old sex, experimenting, you know. I just wanted to tell you, although I know that you take as much pleasure from our games as I do, I think it really shows how much you love me, if you'd be willing to let me fuck other guys. I just hope that you'll never ever think I don't love you as much as I loved you before we started this. All the teasing, about that bigger dong, and me telling you to fuck me only after I've used that toy, it doesn't mean anything when it comes to our love for each other. Are you with me?" I just nodded, waiting for her to go on. "Well, and if you're alright with the way I handle that, I'd like to make a few modifications. Tonight, we'll do it the way we have done it for the last weeks. You can fuck me after I've used the toy, but tomorrow, I'll have a surprise for you. And you'll have to agree to go with it!" "Carol, whatever you want. I am so glad that we can do this together, and I'd be even happier if this could go on. Please, do whatever you want!" I said. Carol got up, hiked up the short skirt she was wearing, sat on my lap and gave me a deep, wet kiss. As she undressed me, I knew that this was definitely going in the right direction. Next day at work, I couldn't wait to get home to see what the alteration in our game would be. Probably not another toy, and I was positive she hadn't picked up someone, she would have told me. So I just did my work, and when it was time to get home, I had to suppress a hard-on (as well as I could). Upon entering the apartment, I heard my wife calling: "Darling, we'll skip dinner tonight. Just come on in!" Obviously, she was already inside the bedroom. I got rid of my jacket, tie and shoes and made my way towards the bedroom. My dick was now fully erect, and I didn't see any need to suppress it anymore. The sight that greeted me wasn't exactly a turn-off either. As I laid eyes on our bed, I saw Carol, already undressed, with her legs spread, giving me a good view of her almost bare, fleshy pussy, which was being caressed by her fingers. Her pussy was already glistening with her juices, and when she saw me, she grinned. "Couldn't wait for you, sorry. I've been thinking about this the whole day, and I just had to get down to business as soon as possible! But now that you're here, why don't you get down to business and give my pussy a little work-out?" There was no need for an answers, with rhetorical question and all that, so I quickly shed the rest of my clothes and knelt between the thighs of my fiancée. As I bowed my head to attack her wetness with my lips, she grabbed my head and forcefully pressed my face into her pussy. So, she wanted it hard. I gave her hard. The next twenty minutes the room was filled with Carol's moans and screams, as I was rather rough with her clit. She seemed to like it though. I was sure she came twice. After all, I was an expert pussy-licker now. Suddenly, Carol pushed me off and turned around, presenting me with a spectacular view of her spectacular ass. I was closer than I had ever been to her asshole, and when she looked back and me, urging me on with her nods, I knew I had hit the jackpot. Well, the small jackpot. I dove right into her ass-cheeks, the smell and taste of her scent strong in my nose. I licked hesitantly for a few seconds, until I felt Carol pushing her ass at me. So I picked up a pace, and started licking her pink, puckered asshole. It was everything and more I had ever dreamed it being. Licking that tiny hole, jabbing into her ass once in a while with my tongue, was unbelievable. Carol was now flat on her tits, with her ass poking at me, and she grabbed her ass-cheeks and spread them apart, giving me perfect access to her little virgin-hole. "Oh god, Rob, that's so nasty. Lick my asshole, make me ready, come on!" I almost came on the spot when I heard her utter those words. Ready? Well, I'm not a rocket scientist, but I knew what that meant. She wanted to get her ass-fucked. I dove in even deeper, making sure her asshole was now all wet, and I probed her ass even deeper, experiencing something I had never felt before. My tongue inside Carol's ass, a dream come true. After another five minutes or so, Carol moved away a bit, giving me the sign for me to stop. "Take a look at that shopping bag next to the bed!" Carol said. I did so, and saw a large bottle of lubricant. Yep, she wanted it in her ass. I got it out, and without her needing to tell me, squirted a generous amount on her asshole. I rubbed it in, even pushing a finger and then another into her asshole. Carols moans became louder, until she ordered I should go ahead. So I was about to squirt lube on my dick, when I heard Carol icily say: "What the fuck do you think you're doing, idiot?" "What?" I said, dumbfounded. "Well, did you really think I'd let you fuck my precious ass? Of course not! I want my lover to be the first one, not you! I don't want your puny little dick up my ass, I want something that can fill me up!" Ok, that got me by surprise. I knew that Carol had taken to my fantasy, but that was a bit too much. I mean, she wanted me to refrain from fucking her ass, and push a plastic monster up her butt instead. I was about to protest, when Carol looked at me, sternly: "Rob, remember what we talked about yesterday. Remember that, and then start lubing up my lover's dick, or you'll never get to see my pussy, let alone my ass again. Understood? Wimp?" I didn't know what to say. "Understood? I won't ask again, either you answer now, or it's all over!" Carol demanded. So I said yes, and she nodded with contempt. I had never seen her like that, but it turned me on like nothing before. I just got off being humiliated like that. Sue me. So I got that rubber monster, applied lube, and slowly positioned it at Carol's asshole. Her ass was higher up now than before, and her asshole totally exposed. I slowly applied pressure, when Carol scolded me: "Damn, my lover is a real man. He doesn't put up with going slow. Push it in my ass, goddamnit! I need this!" I was afraid of hurting her, but her demanding tone made it clear what she wanted. So I pushed the bulbous head of the monster into my fiancées ass. At first, in spite of all the lube, her ass just caved in, her asshole resisting the intruder. But after a few seconds, about three inches went in at once. Carol's reaction was immediate. She let out an ear-piercing scream, and almost jumped off the bed. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, that hurt!" she gasped, and I saw tears welling up inside her eyes. "Oh god, darling, want me to stop?" I asked carefully. "Shut the fuck up, and let me do the talking!" Carol spat at me. She was breathing hard, and although I was a bit angered at her retort, I was turned on too. She was behaving just like the slut I had always wanted. There was a monstrous rubber cock inside her ass, and she definitely wanted it. I loved her more than anything that moment. After a few moments of breathing, Carol pushed her ass back at me, and I knew I was supposed to resume pushing. And so I did. It took a lot of effort on both parts, but after about ten minutes, two thirds of the monster were inside Carol's fantastic ass. The sight was breathtaking, seeing that once tiny hole, now stretched around a can-sized, black dildo. Carol urged me on to start moving it in and out, and so I did. I started with a gentle rhythm, but it quickly became clear, that Carol didn't want that. So I moved it harder and faster, and that made Carol scream and moan almost constantly. "Get the fuck underneath me and eat me!" Carol ordered after a few minutes, and so I did. Her pussy was overflowing, and while I kept pumping her ass with the dildo, I licked every drop she offered. She came with a thundering orgasm, almost drowning me with her juices. When she had recovered, I slowly pulled out the dildo from her ass. She rolled off of me, and we lay next to each other. I heard her panting, and wondered if she'd let me fuck her ass now. That question was answered right then. "Rob, from now on, you won't get to fuck me anymore. You'll be allowed to eat me and you'll fuck me with that dildo, but no fucking. If you want to get, you can get yourself off, but only if you do it in front of me, and then cum on my pussy or asshole, and lick it all off. Understood?" Carol said. "What...I can't fuck you anymore? Not even sloppy seconds?" I asked, playfully, thinking she was joking. "Yep, no intercourse. And if you don't like that, I'll go and get myself a lover tomorrow, and you won't even be able to lick my pussy anymore. You know, with the clothes I've been wearing for the last few weeks, that wouldn't be a problem!" "Fuck, Carol, are you serious?" I asked, propping myself up on an elbow, looking her straight in the face. "Rob, you wanted that lifestyle, and I give you that lifestyle. If you can't live with the fucking consequences, then it's all off! Understood?" Carol said, without looking at me. I just nodded. "So, can I cum on your pussy now?" I asked. "Sure, if you can get it up!" Carol smiled at me, again with contempt. It didn't take long for my dick to get hard again, and I spurted my cum onto Carol's pussy, with some of it trailing between her asscrack. I ate her out, and she gave off a few moans of pleasure. When I was done, she pulled me up to her face and gave me a big wet kiss. "Rob, that was wonderful. I love the way you are, and how you've liberated me. Everything I do, I do it all for you. Well, and for my pussy and ass!" Carol said, and laughed. I joined her in the laughter, a bit queasy, because I didn't know what kind of monster exactly I had set loose. After that initial anal experience, Carol wanted to have her ass fucked at least once a week. After a few weeks, she had become an anal pro, her ass swallowing that large piece of rubber like nothing. The fact that I wasn't allowed to fuck Carol anymore was a bit sad on the one hand. Especially when I saw that big dildo going in and out of her ass, I wished I could do that. On the other hand, the fantasy part was still having quite a grip on me. I loved it how Carol would humiliate me, and after all, I was still allowed to cum on her and lick her pussy. Then, we were well into April, Carol one night told me that they had gotten a new boss, Steven, in accounting. When she told me he was black and quite good-looking, I almost came in my pants. "Oh, my little cuckold fiancé is getting excited?" Carol asked, looking at me with something resembling pity in her eyes. I nodded. Then she suddenly got serious. "Rob, I think it's time we talk seriously now. Since we started that whole cuckold thing, our sex-life has changed 180 degrees. I get off like a cannonball in bed now, and you obviously do too. I don't think it's just the cuckolding fantasy, but also the fact that I get to be fucked by a fucking monster dick, albeit a fake one. You with me?" There wasn't much in it challenging my comprehension, so I nodded. "Alright Rob, you haven't been able to fuck me for quite a while now, and you seem happy about it, which in my eyes is strange, but if it's good for you, it's good for me. Now here's the deal: I think it's time we move on. I've enjoyed the last weeks tremendously, and I want to take it all to the next level. I'm still your fiancée, and I love you dearly, but I've reached the point where I want to complete that fantasy and make it a reality. I think it's time I get fucked by a real black cock." My heart made a leap inside my chest, and I didn't know what to say. Finally, my dear little fiancée would get fucked by a black guy. Well, at least she had set her mind. "And since I knew that it's your greatest desire to see me getting fucked by a black guy, I didn't hesitate yesterday to come on to Steven," Carol said, and smiled at my surprised face, "he, of course took the bait, and asked me out. So we're scheduled to go out tonight. I'm not planning on getting fucked today yet, but I want to wet his appetite. And, he doesn't know yet that you're a wimp, who wants to see his girl getting fucked senseless by another guy. I plan on telling him tonight, and we'll see where that will lead us. Understood?" I eagerly nodded. I felt light-headed, the room almost spun around me. My once prim and proper girl had her mind set to fuck another man. It was finally going to happen. Carol gave me a deep wet kiss and then got up. "Alright, let's pick out some nice clothes for my seduction, shall we?" she said and walked to the bedroom. I followed her and we looked into the closet. Carol told me that they were going to a dance-club, and she had told her to wear some clubwear. She quickly chose a mini-skirt, which was so short, she couldn't bend just a few inches without exposing her ass. She had actually planned to go without panties, but that skirt was just too short, so she chose a flimsy pink affair, which totally disappeared between her ass-cheeks, only showing the small triangle at the end of her spine. But she decided against a bra, because she had chosen a top which only covered her boobs, and had just a few straps on the back. It fell in little creases between her boobs, giving a lot of cleavage. She looked like a fucking hot club-slut. And she loved it. She giggled and said she hoped nobody she knew would see her. But then, she mused, maybe it would be a turn-on to know that people saw her with an attractive black guy in a club, dressed like a total slut. After she had taken a lengthy bath, and spent about an hour in the bathroom putting on her make-up, Carol dressed and stood in front of me. She did look like a cheap slut. She had taken off her glasses and put in contacts, and her eyes were colored in some kind of strange, but not unusual way for clubsluts. "Alright, darling, now's you last chance to bail out of this. We've had a great time, and I'll never forget it, and if you now say you don't want to go through with this, I could live with it. But we'd never raise the subject again. But if you want to go through with it, there won't be any going back. Tonight, somebody else than us two will learn of our fantasy, and once that happens, it's mark twain. You understand me?" I nodded. "Ok, and once that point is crossed, I will definitely start fucking other guys. And I will do it with or without your consent. Of course, since I really value our relationship, it would break my heart to see you not being able to cope with it, but I couldn't stop now. So, Rob, darling, do you want me to got through with this? Do you really want your fiancée to start fucking other men? Men who quite probably will make me cum more often than you ever could? Men who don't want their wives to go playing around behind their backs? Do you?" I looked at her, her outfit, her face, her fabulous curves. And my cock gave me away. I was rock-hard, and Carol saw it. "So that would be a 'yes'!" she said. "Goodbye then, darling. I'll see you sometime at night. You don't have to stay up, it could be a long night!" She gave me a peck on the cheek, and left the apartment. I sat still for another ten minutes, contemplating what I had done. I knew that I had risked my relationship with Carol, but I also knew that it could take us to new heights. In the end, I jacked off, in my head pictures of Carol and that mysterious black guy. Of course, I couldn't sleep. I tried watching TV, but my mind always wandered, and I was unable to concentrate on anything. So I got online and surfed my favourite websites, watching pictures of red-haired, voluptuous girls getting ass sawed in and out of their pussies. I jacked off at least three times, until at about 3 AM, I heard the key in the door and jumped. She was home. She looked tired, but also very happy. The little things she wore were ruffled and she looked like she had had a lot of fun. She came up to me, as I was standing there hesitantly, not knowing what to do. My fiancée had just come home from her first date with another man. She stood in front of me, and then gave me a deep, wet kiss. Her breath smelled of alcohol and sex. That's right. Sex. As we broke off the kiss, she smiled at me. "So, Rob, what did that taste like? Good?" I nodded. "Well, I hope so, because from now on, I plan on tasting like that forever." She then took my hand and led it between her legs. Her panties were gone, and her pussy was all swollen and leaking fluids. I didn't know if it was only her juice or cum as well, but I was to find out quickly enough. "Rob darling, I'm sorry, but I couldn't wait tonight. But let's get a bit more comfortable, and I'll tell you everything in detail, alright? And since you've been such a good boy, I'll let you eat my pussy while I do so, ok?" Fuck, my heart was racing. She had fucked him already, and I was to eat his cum out of her pussy. I couldn't wait. Carol quickly shed her clothes, standing in front of me with a body that was covered with little bite-marks. Damn, they must have gone at it big time. I quickly undressed too, and we got on the bed. Unceremoniously, Carol spread her thighs, exposing her obviously freshly fucked pussy. It was the hottest sight of my life. Cum seeped out of her pussy, still fresh, while there were marks of dried cum all over her thighs. "Come on, wimp, start licking!" Carol ordered. I did, and savored every single drop of the massive amount of cum inside her pussy. Then Carol started talking. "Well, Steven and I met up in front of that club. I really wasn't dressed very different from all the other girls there, and I noticed a lot of black guys going in with white girls. When Steven saw me he congratulated me on my outfit, and gave me a kiss on the cheek. We went inside, and Steven got me a drink. First, we sat at the bar, and I knew that everyone was able to see my ass, but I didn't care. Steven asked me a bit about myself, and quickly he had found out that I had a fiancée. At first, he seemed taken aback a bit, but he quickly regained his composure, and asked me why you weren't with me. So I gave him a quick summary of our last weeks, and basically told him that I wanted him to fuck me and make you a cuckold. He seemed surprised, but just mildly. He said he wasn't exactly a call-boy, who you just called up to have sex with, but that he felt flattered I had chosen him. He then said, he really liked my looks, and that we could have a lot fun together. Right then and there, I knew that I would fuck him tonight. No waiting, I wanted him then. At that point, we had already had a few cocktails, and decided to dance a little. The crowd on the dance-floor had already gone wild, and so did we. First, he just pressed my body to his, but soon his hands roamed my ass, and I'm sure lots of people got a nice view of my ass-cheeks. Becoming a Cuckold Ch. 03 "We kept dancing, while he was grinding his leg between mine, making contact with my already dripping pussy. We were already kissing big-time by then. God, I tell you, he's the fucking best kisser in the world. I'm sorry, but he really is. You're alright, but he's just magical!" I felt a pang of jealousy. She really was into it now. "So, we kept dancing like that, and I even turned around and rubbed my butt against his dick. It felt fucking huge. His hands roamed my body, and I think it's fair to say that nobody on that dance floor moved as wildly as we did. I mean, while I was rubbing my butt against his dick, he either massaged my tits or let his hands glide between my legs. In front of all the people!" I looked up at her, and saw how her face had taken on a dreamy look. "Keep licking, little boy, keep licking. I'm far from done," Carol said and then continued her account. "I just loved how Steven touched me, he was a real good dancer too. I don't know how long we had danced, but suddenly Steven dragged me off the dance floor. He told me he knew the club's owner, and that he had a key to a special room. We walked up a flight of stairs, passing a massive bouncer who just nodded at Steven. There were quite a few doors there, and we entered a room with a key Steven had had in his pocket. "The room was located in such a way, that we could see the dance floor through a see-through mirror. It was hot seeing all those couples gyrating below us, and quickly Steven kissed me again. I fucking melted in his strong arms. There was a sofa in that room, next to a mini-bar and a table, and between kisses, we took off each other's clothes and then reclined on the sofa. I was so wet, I immediately stained the sofa. Steven laughed at that and went down on me. Now, you may be an expert at licking my pussy, but what he did was unbelievable. I mean, he was rough with my clit. And although I've got a very sensitive clit, the unbelievable sensations his licking and probing had on me just overwhelmed me. I think I came twice just from his licking. "Then it was my turn. When I saw his dick, I felt like my heart would jump out of my chest. I mean, it wasn't exactly like on in those porn-movies. I think it's barely longer than yours, but oh my god, it's fucking thick. Steven once again was fucking rough with me, he pushed my head down, but I loved that. As much as I love dominating you, being submissive with such a powerful guy is just an extreme thrill. I tried to take his dick in my mouth, but I could barely get it inside. After some licking and sucking, I at least managed to get his head in, and it was really tasty. I mean, finally I was sucking another man's cock, and such a thick one too. Well, Steven really fucked my mouth. I was barely able to breath, and gagged a few times, but he didn't care. I should have been angry, but the way he man-handled me was simply another turn-on. He also called me names, like 'slut', 'whore' and all that. I didn't care, because then I really acted like one. "Well, after about twenty minutes of fucking my face, he just turned me around. I was on all fours, and presenting him my pussy. Before I had realized what was going to happen now, he had already pushed his dick inside my pussy. I can just tell you, I'm glad I practiced with the dildo. Because if I hadn't, he would have ripped my pussy. You should have heard me wail and scream as he pushed his dick deeper inside you. I can't describe how god it felt, but I can tell you that he fucked me doggy-style for at least three quarters of an hour. I didn't know any man could do that. I mean you last about, what, 15 minutes top?" Here we went again, another stab at my heart. I felt like a total loser then, but my cock betrayed me, because it had been hard for the whole time. "So, when he came, I thought he'd flood my pussy. Really, I could feel his cum hit my cervix, and I can tell you, that's a feeling a woman just fucking loves. Wouldn't I be on birth-control, I'm sure I'd be delivering his baby in nine months. And the best thing is, although he didn't touch my clit a single time during the fucking, I came twice. Can you believe it? I mean, with you, I only come when you lick my pussy, and then it takes a lot of effort from your side. But Steven and his wonderful cock, they're a magical team. "Needless to say, he fucked me another two times afterwards. I haven't given up my ass for him yet, but only because it was time for us to leave. Oh, and I sucked his cock when he drove me home. I just love his cum, it's so rich and tastes a lot better than yours. Sorry, but that's a fact. Do you like his cum too, now that you've eaten at least two of his loads?" I did like it, yes. It tasted not a lot different from mine, I felt. But the fact that it was another man's cum alone made me drive crazy. And just when I wanted to tell Carol how much I loved it, I spurted cum myself. It wasn't much really, since I had already jacked off that much. Carol laughed at me. "Oh, Robbie boy, that's not exactly a copious amount of cum. I'd say from now on, you better cum in privacy, I don't want to see that anymore. Alright? Good. Well, let's catch some sleep. Steven has said I can come in late tomorrow, but I want to be there at least for the lunch break, because he has promised me a lunch fuck. Oh, and he'll be coming over tomorrow night, because I'd told him you'd cook for us. Are you alright with that, darling?" Carol asked, putting on an angelic face. I knew then that my fantasy was everything and more than I had ever expected. My fiancée was now definitely a slut, and she loved it. I agreed to the plans she had made, and couldn't wait to find out what else was in store for the two of us. To be continued... * * * * * Thanks for the comments, I love it when people who share the same desires I have talk to me. Don't be shy to send feedback.