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Losing Pounds, Gaining a Cuckold

By: MissToni



Dear Reader: This is based on a true story, and because it is my story it was written from a wife's view. I kept my name only and the rest of the cast's names have been changed; as the show Dragnet used to say "to protect the innocent." I also wanted my readers to have another angle because most voyeur-cuckold husband stories are written through a man's eyes or point of view. I would appreciate your feedback, especially from the wives of cuckolds. I only hope I succeeded getting in your heads while capturing your emotions. Let me know!

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My name is Toni, short for Antoinette and yes I'm French. I will turn thirty-six this August and have two wonderful boys ages 10 and 12. My husband just turned forty-three and I love him dearly. He has always been very mild mannered, easygoing and still very handsome on his stocky but solid 5'10" frame. One of the best things I love about him is if I really want something, he lets me have my way; I guess you could say I'm a little brat at times. My pout is legendary. I usually call the shots at home so you could say I've been the dominant partner throughout our marriage. 

Last fall I became unhappy with the way I looked and decided to do something about it. I finally admitted to myself I had gained enough, nothing disgusting, but enough for me to change my routine. So, I joined a local gym last fall, determined to lose the pounds and get back to my "playing" weight when I was in college. Oh don't get me wrong I needed to do this not only for Doug but for my ego too, lets say I loved getting noticed and whistled at when I had my cute little figure back then. Well six months and twenty-two pounds later it happened. Not only did I lose the weight but thanks to my personal trainer, it was distributed in all the right places. I am proud to say I am now a svelte, 5'6" with a 34c-22-35 figure. I also let my dark brunette hair get longer, which now cascades down the middle of my back and my legs have gotten back to the shape that I wanted. As spring approached I won my bet with my hubby of losing at least twenty pounds, so he treated me to a whole new wardrobe, including some very sexy lingerie. Yes the timing was perfect for the country club pool party on that Sunday before Memorial Day. But I never dreamed my marriage, my life and my husband would change that warm, sultry evening.

I should add that as I got into better shape my body wasn't the only area that was changing. I noticed my husband of almost fourteen years was more distant and not as sexual as he used to be. I hoped that after six months of total pain and agony to get my figure back he would want me more, but that was not the case. I knew he loved me, but it was a comfortable love, the kind older couples have after years of marriage. I sat down and talked to him and that's the first time I heard him bring up swinging couples, fetish parties and cuckolding. I got mad and told him I wasn't ever going to be that kind of wife and the subject was dropped and our sex life continued downhill, that is until that weekend the last week in May.

The pool party attire that day was resort casual and I was ready to push the envelope to be noticed. My husband is old fashioned, but yuppie in his values and dresses that way. On the other hand, I wanted my look to be classy and sexy, but not too slutty. So I went into my drawer of new clothes and picked out my tiniest pair of white short-shorts which zipped in back, a pink cotton tissue t-shirt, low cut and white sandaled heels. Underneath I had on a half-cup white semi-shear bra, and matching thong panties. Before I walked out of the bedroom I bend over at the waist to see how much of my butt cheeks were showing (they were ever so slightly) and as I looked in the mirror I saw that my tanned, shapely legs in my white shorts looked hot.

We got to the country club and no sooner did I get out of our car than I heard a whistle coming from the parking lot. It was Bill, a golfing buddy of my husband, who hadn't seen me since last fall. 

He immediately said, "My, winter has been good to you sweetheart." 

Bill, who is normally very shy, gave me a compliment he normally wouldn't give, along with a peck on the cheek. As we walked in I sensed my short-shorts would probably be the talk of the party as most of the other women were more conservative in sundresses, pant outfits and longer shorts. Doug went immediately to the bar with Bill to get drinks, letting me stand by myself. But that was only temporary. I didn't see anyone we knew until this very good looking new member came over and introduced himself.

"Hi, I'm Russ Marquardt and whose little girl are you?" He said. Russ was single, early thirties and was what we girls would call a hunk. 

Giggling and batting my eyes I said, "Toni Stevens and I'm his little girl" pointing and smiling to my husband at the bar.

"Well it certainly is nice to meet the sexiest woman at the club" he commented as his eyes surveyed me up and down.

All I could do is blush and say "Thank you." 

I saw my husband just standing at the bar with our drinks and not approaching to bail me out. It kind of annoyed me, but after seeing his attitude toward me diminish, I actually preferred Doug to stay put. Both he and Bill were enjoying me squirm a little. I also sensed that Doug liked watching me get hit on by another man. 

Then as if it weren't enough, Russ put his arm around my waist and pulled me closer to him. Wow I thought I was hot looking but it wasn't more than two minutes at the club and a guy was putting the moves on me! 

Russ then whispered in my ear, "You have the most gorgeous set of legs and ass I've ever seen. Run away with me." 

I giggled and felt an immediate attraction to Russ, plus a tingling feeling all the way down to my pussy. Here was this stranger, arrogant but very charming, flirting big time with me, while my husband looked on from a short distance. Finally Doug walked over, handed me my drink and asked sarcastically if he was interrupting anything.

I so wanted to get even with Doug for him standing there watching me squirm and the way he had treated me the last few months. So with seductive, sly grin, I put my arm around Russ's waist and told my husband "Yes you are dear." 

"Oh, well I'll leave you two alone", Doug said, winking at me as he walked away. I couldn't believe it, here was my husband of fourteen years allowing me to flirt with a very good looking man probably not realizing how really hot I was for him. We continued our conversation and decided to maneuver around so my back was to my husband that allowed me to put my arm on Russ's shoulder giving him a great view my cleavage. I continued to talk to him moving closer hoping Doug would get just a little jealous. Glancing over my shoulder I noticed my husband sitting down watching me intently. What I also noticed was Doug had a bulge in his pants. I couldn't believe it. He was actually hard seeing me flirting with another man! 

I thought back at what we talked about last week, seeing me with another man, and then decided if that's what he wants, that's what he'll get! Another man had his arm around me and I was turned on, we chatted for another few minutes when I saw my girlfriend Marcie come in so I whispered to Russ I better go talk to her. But I did find time to lean over, casually gave him a short kiss on the cheek. 

"We'll talk again later, won't we?" I said in my sultriest voice, as Russ nodded and smiled. Finally I turned and strutted over to my husband and our friends. 

Doug was sitting on the lounge chair talking with a few of our friends and Marcie, who I consider my closest girlfriend.

Marcie blurted out, "Who's the hunk? He can't take his eyes off you!" 

I blushed and everyone laughed, Marcie knew me well enough, as did Doug, to know I was turned on. I wiggled my now empty glass in my hand which was a sign for Doug to get me another gin and tonic from the bar. After he did, we excused ourselves and left. 

On the way I put my arm around Doug and asked him if he got jealous of my chatting with Russ. He said yes, he was a little, but at the same time he got turned on by his hot wife flirting with another man. He also fantasized about what it would be like watching me have sex with him. He confessed he was reading some articles about husbands seeing there wives have sex with other men and the thought of it turned him on. 

I turned to him and said, "Is that what this is all about? You would want me to have sex with other men while you watch?" 

He confessed "Yes baby, I guess your married hubby has become a voyeur." 

I was totally shocked but at the same time my heart was beating faster and I felt my panties getting a little moist at the thought. So, my handsome but insecure hubby basically told me I could have sex with another man as long as he could watch! Doug handed me my drink and I told him this was something that I would have to think about, knowing all too well my libido was going a mile a minute having thoughts about Russ. I told Doug I was going to take a walk around the clubhouse grounds just to think and I would meet him back at the table with our friends.

I must have walked and contemplated for 30-40 minutes with mixed feelings of surprise, disgust and arousal all filtered inside my brain. Then all these questions came to mind: Why is my husband of fourteen years asking me such a question? Was he having an affair? Didn't he love me anymore? Was I flirting too much or would he be really turned on by watching me having sex with another man? 

Oh my God! I really wanted to do this, but would this ruin our marriage and what about our children? I decided that maybe this is what we needed to kick start our marriage and walked back to Doug with my answer. 

When I got back to the table I kissed Doug and whispered in his ear, "Yes I'm willing to try this with another man in fact I really want too, lets do it tonight!" Doug looked up at me and smiled, the bulge in his pants told me he was okay with it. 

The next hour or so I was talking to friends but kept glancing at Russ and showing him my best smile, but playing the game of hard to get. I found myself wiggling my ass in my short-shorts more frequently knowing he was watching. I was actually posing for him and even bent over at the waist once to see if he was looking my way. I was being a slut and I loved it, knowing full well other men were watching, including Frank, the recently divorced golf partner of my husband. Frank was a man's man, the men wanted to be like him. The women adored him. He was over six feet, Italian with dark, curly hair and sexy brown eyes. My girlfriend Marcie once said if he ever got divorced, she would be in his bed in a minute. Well Marcie your wish might well come true. But if I have anything to say, the bed he'll be in will be mine, never believing how soon it was to be!

The gin and tonics I consumed were taking effect. As if I were in a trance, I left Doug to walk over to say hello to Frank. Smiling, I grabbed his muscular arms and kissed his cheek. 

"Well hello gorgeous, how have you been?" He said with a big grin.

"I've been fine, staying out of trouble I guess," I said knowing all to well he would come back with something witty.

"Darn, would you like to get into some then?" 

Winking and smiling, his charm was starting to melt me. Those gorgeous eyes were making my pussy wet.

"Yes, Doug certainly doesn't know what he's got here," Frank said.

"I fully agree that's what being married all these years will do, he takes me for granted much too much," I said, cocking my hips and placing my left hand on it.

"We only made it seven years; you know the seven year itch." He said.

"Yes sorry about that Doug, but you look like your enjoying single life just fine," as I hugged him again.

As we chatted, I learned more about Frank. He was sensitive and caring when he wasn't being so macho like I saw him many times before. He told me he didn't fully realize he really loved his wife and was sad knowing he blew a good thing with her. He also confessed that he was the first to cheat and was totally devastated after finding out she was having an affair as well. I was comforting him and getting turned on at the same time. I could tell he wanted me from his gentle touch on my hip to his quick glances of my legs and ass. I could feel my nipples get hard when his eyes locked in on my breasts. Frank and I talked for at over 30 minutes as the combo set up for music on the patio. Frank squeezed my hand, thanked me for listening, pulling me to him, kissing me gently on the lips. I responded by kissing him back and then excusing myself to go to the ladies room to regain my composure.

"Save a dance for me Toni," Frank said.

I smiled and said, "As many as you want."

The warm evening air felt great on my bare legs. A gentle breeze blew on the patio as the combo played very mellow music. My husband was in a conversation with a business partner but still watching every move I made, as Frank came over and asked me to dance. 

Of course, I said "Yes."

He took me in his arms and we danced. His six foot plus frame made me look tiny and vulnerable, which at the moment I was. His left hand was on my right one and we danced the old fashioned way for a few moments. As the danced progressed, I released my hand and put both my arms around his neck. "Oh my God." I thought to myself, "I want this man badly!" 

My vagina was raging and my tits were hard as a rock. I honestly haven't had that type of feeling for quite a while. As the dance ended, we embraced and kissed again, but this time with much more passion. Thankfully we were in a corner area of the dance floor away from most people and as our kissing became much longer and deeper I could feel Frank's cock harden between my legs as it touched between them. We danced the next three songs, then proceeded off the dance floor, composing ourselves as best we could before we found Doug. Frank took my hand as we walked towards my husband, who watched every move we made.

"I want to thank you for letting your wife dance with me Doug, I really needed her company tonight" Frank said. 

My husband got up and I thought at first he was going to hit Frank. But he just slapped him on the side of his arm and said "No problem, she's a big girl, she doesn't need my okay to dance." 

I could feel the blood rushing to my head. Then I tried changing the subject and said, "Frank is a very good dancer." 

Doug immediately came back with "Yes, and it looked like you were enjoying every moment, even the dancing." 

I looked down and couldn't look my husband in the eye knowing what he just saw on the dance floor. Hubby was a little flustered and unsure by what happened just a few moments earlier. Knowing this wasn't the right moment, but wanting my way just like the spoiled wife that I was, I blurted out "Frank won't you join us for a nightcap at our house?" 

The look on Doug's face was total disbelief. But he handled it well. He sarcastically said "Yeah Frank, please won't you join my pretty wife and me too for a nightcap?"

All the way home Doug was very quiet and I wondered what he had on his mind. Finally, breaking the silence, he touched my upper thigh with his hand he told me how he saw us kissing and it made him feel helpless, jealous and confused. I thought after our discussion of a few weeks ago that this occasion would be right up his alley. 

I firmly stated, "Well isn't this what you wanted, me to find a guy, flirt with him and then be with him in front of you?"

"Well, I didn't think you would go that far in public, and not with my friend Frank!" Doug said.

"I don't know what to say sweetheart, it just happened." I was caught and red faced, but not nearly as ashamed as I thought I would be.

"Are you as turned on by him as much as I think you are?" Doug said.

"Yes, I'm very attracted to him. I always have been, but I never told you that. Besides, I'm looking forward to what might happen next." I said with a twinkle in my eyes. "So, are you okay with this, if not tell me now." 

I brushed my hair back from my eyes and innocently looked at my husband. Smiling to myself, I knew it would be because Doug could never say no when I gave him that look. 

Then Doug looked over to me and said "Yes, I guess I have no choice," adding "I'd rather watch and be there when you do, rather than hearing or finding out you have been cheating on me later." 

I assured him again that I would never do that to him and squeezed his hand, looked over to him and said "I still love you Doug."

We got to our home and Frank pulled up behind us and parked in our driveway, Frank and I walked into the living room, and Doug went to make us drinks. I asked Doug to give me a few minutes alone with Frank and he agreed. I confided to Frank about how Doug hadn't been interested in having sex with me for some time and he was stunned. My plan of inviting him to our place for a nightcap was only an excuse and that I really wanted him for more than just a quick drink and chat. I explained that Doug wants to watch his wife with another man and said if it's too kinky or you are not into this, I will understand completely and you can leave at anytime. I admitted I was also a little nervous and didn't really understand all that was happening but became very turned on by his advances at the club. Frank put his arm around me and gave me a hug, I knew at that moment Frank was the right man for my first experience and I was very determined to have my husband see me in action. 

As Doug entered our living room with the drinks I was already sitting on Franks lap on our loveseat, kissing him as he had placed one hand on my pussy, rubbing it through my short-shorts. Staring at us, Doug put our drinks down and sat down on the chair next to the loveseat watching Frank and I in an engrossing kiss. I knew my husband came into the room, but didn't even acknowledge his presence. I just kept kissing Frank. 

We were going at it pretty good for what seemed like more than ten minutes when I heard Doug unzip his pants. As I casually looked over, he was playing with his cock, which was hard as a rock. That's when I got up, winked at Frank in my most sultry manner and turned on some soft jazz. Ignoring Doug, I took Frank's hand and pulled him up off the sofa, put my arms around his neck, and started to dance with him. 

As we were grinding slowly, I whispered in Frank's ear that I needed to talk to my husband for a moment. 

I walked over and asked him for the last time, "Are you totally sure this is okay with you?" 

Doug hesitated and said "Yes....uhhh yes I am." 

I kissed him and walked back to my new partner. As I was only a few feet away from Frank I put my hands on the bottom of my t-shirt and slowly removed it. Then I turned around and let Frank unzip my shorts and wiggled out of them slowly, letting them fall to the floor. Both men gasped at the sight of me in just my white half-cup bra with my nipples clearly on display and my tiny sheer thong panties showing my trimmed beaver. For the first time since we were married, I was on display and showing for another man. This was so hot. I felt like a stripper! Frank knew how turned on I was and immediately took me in his arms. I wrapped one leg around his and I kissed him, moaning softly. 

In his chair my husband started to jack off. His hot cock dripping with pre-cum out of the tip. Frank was hard, but in total control of the situation. As I unbuttoned and removed his shirt, he quickly unbuckled his belt dropping his pants, standing there in just his tight white briefs. Reaching behind my back I unhooked my bra slowly, letting it slide down my arms, holding it in my hands for a few seconds, then releasing it and letting it fall to the floor. Frank came over and held both my breasts in his hands for a moment before starting to kiss my hard nipples and lick around my areolas. My panties were soaked and Frank's cock was now fully erect and standing at attention. 


Losing Pounds, Gaining a Cuckold Ch. 02



Dear Readers: This is chapter two of my story "Losing Pounds, Gaining a Cuckold." I want to take this time to thank all my readers and the wonderful feedback I received. Because of you I'm writing chapter two. Enjoy!

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It was now early Sunday afternoon the day after my first sexual encounter with another man since my marriage to Doug. I was alone in my thoughts lounging at our pool reliving the intimacy I had with Frank the night before. My husband was out doing errands and picking up our two boys whom we had left with my mother the night before.

Wild thoughts were rushing through my mind. What was I doing? Should I go out with another man even if my husband allowed it? Will Russ call to confirm our date for this weekend? Will it lead to sex?

The moistness in my swimsuit bottoms told me the answer. Yes I knew what I was doing and yes I wanted to go out with Russ and yes I hoped it would lead to sex. My body was on fire I jumped into the pool to cool off both sexually and physically.

Still I had to be open with my husband and dreaded the conversation I needed to make. After dinner that evening we both were sitting by the pool I was ready to open up to him.

I casually turned to him and said, "Doug, can we talk?"

"Sure we need to clear the air" he said.

"I want to apologize for the abrupt way I told you about me having dinner with Russ on Saturday night," I said. "I'm still going out with him but I wanted to let you know I should have been more sensitive to your feelings."

"I see, so you think that's all you need to do is say your sorry and its okay?" Doug pointed out. "You just get through fucking my friend Frank and now you want to go out with another man inside of a week?"

Here was my usually calm husband trying to be dominant to me. I really did feel a little sorry for the way I treated him but was not ashamed in any way. After all he put the idea in my head to start with! 

"As a voyeur cuckold hubby I know this is what you want" as I got up, smiled and sat on his lap. Looking at him in the eye my hand wandered down his lap grabbing his crotch. Slowly taking my husband's hand I placed it between my legs, "Seriously you want to see this hot pussy with another man, don't you?"

I knew I had my loving hubby right where I wanted him. I got up off the lounge chair taking his hand in mine I walked him into our bedroom. In my mind I knew Doug was aroused and when I stripped down to my bra and panties his hardened cock sprung to attention. He watched as I stripped down unhooking my bra and removing my panties. I saw pre-cum form on his cock tip and it was only minutes before my hubby ejaculated, this time on my belly even before he could put it inside me. I was disappointed but I came to realize this was an almost everyday occurrence when we made love. 

As his cock softened in my hand I glanced over to him and said, "You see dear, I need more from a lover, much more than you can give me." He nodded in agreement. 

Yes I am a manipulative woman but I convinced my husband at that moment if he wanted to keep me I needed more. I kissed him goodnight and fell off to sleep.

The rest of the week was uneventful except for anticipating a call from Russ on Thursday. The incoming call number told me Russ was calling as I coyly answered my cell. Talking to him I remembered how charming this man was. He was more cute than handsome a totally different look than Frank who was rugged and tall. Russ stood at 5'9" very fit with long blond hair and gorgeous blue eyes.

I asked where we were going on Saturday and he said a restaurant that had opened a few months ago on the beach. They had dancing and hoped I liked seafood because it was about the best he ever tasted. 

"Oh, is that where you take all your women?" I questioned.

"Just the special ones, you know ones with gorgeous legs!" he responded with his cute chuckle I loved hearing.

We talked for over an hour touching on many different areas. I fully expected he was into talking about himself but the conversation turned in my direction. He sounded interested and wanted to know more about me. He asked about my sons, there ages, what sports or social activities they were into. He listened to me ramble on about how I love to shop, walk the beach and how well I knew the local sports teams.

Finally he asked. "So shall we meet at the restaurant say around eight?"

"Well if it's a date you're picking me up at my house aren't you?" I said.

He asked if I was kidding and I told him, "No my husband will be gone and the kids will be at my mother's."

"Now what time are you picking me up?" I curiously asked again.

"How's 7:30 we have reservations at eight?" he said. 

"Perfect, I'll look forward to it bye Russ." I said as I hung up the phone. Oh how I wanted it to be Saturday night right then and there. I was so turned on by just the thought of being with him I wet my panties. 

As Saturday approached my husband had a late morning golf date with clients. Knowing he would be gone for hours I took this time to primp for my upcoming date. Taking a long, hot soak in the tub and shaving my legs, underarms and delicately trimming my pussy. I toweled off and dried my hair. I slipped on a cotton pair of bikinis grabbed my robe put it on and walked downstairs. I opened a bottle of wine, poured it into a glass and read my newest novel waiting patiently for Doug to come home. 

The boys came in from playing about the same time my husband arrived and told them take a shower while I ordered pizza. After they ate I sat down with Doug and we discussed how the evening would play out. He was to take the boys to my mother's at six thirty so that they would be gone giving me an hour to get ready. Russ was picking me up at 7:30 so by the time Doug got back home I would be gone. I kissed Doug good-by giving him a sly wink in the process.

As I watched Doug and the kids drive away my heart started to beat faster. I walked up to our bedroom and laid out my outfit. I applied lotion and body powder in places where it might seem pertinent. 

I choose a white sundress which gathered at the waist with pink and blue flowers accenting the bodice. I removed my robe and cotton panties picking out a white lace string bikini. I could feel my freshly trimmed pussy tighten as I pulled it up to my waist. The bra was semi-shear with a blue bows on the straps. I slowly put my arms into it and attached the hook in back adjusted my breasts into the cups. I inspected myself in the mirror and liked what I saw.

Carefully applying my make-up trying to look hot but still classy I gently sprayed perfume on the base of my neck, my wrists and finally my panties. I eased the sundress over my head smoothing it over my body and zipped it in back. My hair was down over my shoulders the exact same way when I met Russ. The finishing touches were gold hoop earrings one single gold bracelet and a diamond necklace.

My heart skipped a beat as the doorbell rang; I quick put on my heels and walked gingerly down the stairs to await my fate. I opened the door and Russ was holding one red rose in his hand. "This is for you my dear, with my compliments" as he gave me a wink.

Thanking him I opened the door to let him in. As we walked into the kitchen I said, "Let me put this in water" placing it into the vase I took from the cupboard.

"I'm having some wine would you like some?" I asked Russ.

"I guess we have time for quickie or a drink too" he grinned.

I shook my head and scolded him "Naughty boy! I guess I have to watch what I say around you!"

As I poured the wine I felt liked a young school girl on a first date. I could feel my body quiver as he undressed me with his lustful blue eyes. I wondered if he could faintly see my string bikini panties and somewhat shear bra underneath my light summer dress. Was this to be the makings of a night to remember? I hoped it would!

Walking out the door I could feel my neighbors staring as I got into his Jaguar. The early evening air was warm and I felt sexier than ever. I had a cute man taking me out but in the back of my mind I kept thinking was this right and what's going to happen when we get home? Oh well that was still awhile off, not to worry I thought.

We arrived at the restaurant and the hostess seated us in the only booth that was open. It was one-sided with a table so the only way to sit was next to each other. I figured Russ planned this so he could be close to me and I liked his take charge approach. Our table faced the window as we watched the sun slowly disappear over the Gulf. Oh god, this man was romantic he was charming the panties off me!

Watching the sun set I became mesmerized by his charm. The local custom is to kiss your partner when the sun disappears from the horizon. Russ took that opportunity looked into my eyes and kissed me for the first time. As his lips touched mine I could feel the electricity surging though my body. It only took one kiss from this man to realize I wanted more.

After dinner we danced to the music our bodies together as one. Every so often Russ would glance at me with that sexy smile and kiss my lips. My nipples became so hard I thought they were going to burst through my shear bra. Needless to say my lace panties were dripping wet with my juices too.

As we returned to the table Russ whispered in my ear, "Lets go back to my place, I want you all to myself." Then put a well placed kiss to the back of my neck. 

I looked up and said, "That does sound nice but I can't we're finishing our drinks and you're taking me home." Russ nodded to me his okay, if only he knew what would be in store for him later.

The drive home was quite until I broke the silence and told him the reason I couldn't go home with him. 

"My husband is now at home he was driving our sons to my mother's for the night before you picked me up," I then added "You see my hubby is a voyeur and knows I'm out with you, its really okay he'll explain it all to you when you bring me home."

"I thought he was out of town." Russ questioned.

I laughed and said, "No dear, please trust me he'll explain everything when we get me there."

We arrived at my home and walked to the door. Russ wasn't the only one being slightly apprehensive. I too was nervous but not worried. Opening the door I walked in ahead of Russ going straight to my husband and giving him a kiss on the cheek. I introduced Russ to Doug and walked into the kitchen so that they could talk. I could hear both men softly talking as I made drinks making sure to stall while they could get to know each other better.

Finally after about 7 or 8 minutes I walked into our living room drinks in hand. I handed my husband his usual scotch and water while I poured a vintage Merlot for both Russ and myself. Walking over to our entertainment center I clicked on the stereo and said, "I think this room needs a little soft jazz." 

I walked over and sat next to Russ placing one hand on his thigh. We clinked glasses and drank. I decided to make the first move taking his drink from him and motioned for him to get up. I put my arms around him and started to dance as he followed my lead. Soon we both had our arms around each other gently embracing. 

I whispered in Russ's ear, "Don't worry my husband likes to watch." With that Russ pulled me tighter to him as I placed my head on his shoulder. Looking up at Russ we started to kiss passionately as my husband watched. Again I felt my nipples get hard as he ravaged my mouth with his tongue. My passion for Russ was higher with every deep kiss as I felt my pussy tighten.

Ignored my husband he pulled me down on our couch and touched my now tingling breasts. Smiling he took me into his arms kissing me as his tongue fucked my mouth. As we kissed long and hard his hands explored my legs under my dress caressing my smooth upper thighs briefly touching my panties. 

I took a quick glance to see what my husband was doing but wasn't surprised seeing his cock at half mast and his pants down to his ankles. There was my voyeur cuckold hubby jacking off watching our every move.

After a few minutes of heavy kissing, Russ got up from on top of me handing me my wine. We both glanced over at Doug with his eyes half closed playing with himself. I had to chuckle, was he imagining Russ and I fucking our brains out?

Russ helped me up off the couch and turned me around unzipping my sundress in the process. He placed his hand on my shoulders pulling the spaghetti straps towards him letting the top half of my dress fall to my waist. His eyes widened as my nipples could be clearly seen though my shear bra.

"Oh my!" he exclaimed, "What a lovely set of tits your have my dear."

I blushed deep red! We took turns removing one article of clothing at a time fondling each others hard bodies.

Continuing, he pulled my dress down my silky tanned thighs revealing my white lace string bikini. We were both down to just the bare facts, panties and bra on me and bikini briefs on Russ. I smiled at Russ, who was blushing now! 

As we stood there he reached around and unhooked my bra. As I wiggled out of it he cupped my breasts in his hands and gently pinched my nipples. All the time he was grinding his hard cock into my panty covered pussy. Taking his thumbs placing them on the waist of my panty he guided them down my legs taking in ever inch of me before dropping to his knees to begin eating me. No man could resist that sight! 

I groaned with pleasure, "Oh god, oh my god that feels wonderful!" as his tongue swirled in and around my now wet pussy lips. My husband now naked continued to jack off standing in front of his recliner watching his wife in another mans spell. I stood frozen in ecstasy as Russ lifted my torso placing me on our granite coffee table.

I could feel his hot breath on my pussy as he rolled his tongue turning it into a miniature cock as he entered my vagina. I screamed out, "Eat me, suck my cunt make me cum!"

On the verge of an unbelievable climax Russ grabbed me from behind with both hands and stuck his finger up my butt. I howled "Oh my god, don't stop, fuck I'm going to cum!" As my body shook I instinctively pushed my hips forward toward Russ's awaiting tongue.

I couldn't stop coming as Russ kept eating me out and sopping up every creamy drop. Looking over to my husband he had my panties wrapped around his cock stroking it hard.

Russ stood up from his kneeling position after draining my hot pussy of every ounce of fluid and lifted my limp body to the nearby couch. I smiled and grabbed his cock pulling his body toward me I said, "You're not getting away from me yet!"

"Who says I'm going anywhere gorgeous, we're just getting started." licking his lips.

All I could do was put my arms around this man and give him the biggest kiss I could muster up. As we kissed I felt his hard cock between my legs and his hands all over my tits and ass. Our tongues wrapped around as our kissing became much more intense. God how I wanted his cock inside me!

I reached down and guided it into my hole. It slipped straight inside. With one or two thrusts I felt him deep inside me as I clasped my legs around his waist. Oh god he felt so good! 

At that moment I heard my husband cum hard with a grunt. I didn't even care Russ was the only thing that mattered.

I started to scream as Russ pumped his cock into me harder. I was so damn turned on I couldn't care less who heard me. Russ kept pumping away hard as I thrust my hips in rhythm that a porn star would admire. Never have I been fucked this hard and I never wanted it to stop. I felt as if powered by a volcanic force and was ready to erupt at any second. My pussy was on fire as his cock dove into places never before touched.

"Yes Russ, fuck me hard, oh god yes fuck me harder, give it to me HARDER, HARDER, cum inside me!" 

It was too much for one girl to take. I felt a wave of excitement bolt through my hot, wet pussy. My legs flew up in the air and on cue Russ shot an enormous load into my awaiting cunt. 

I felt a continuous wave of cum squirt inside me as the walls of my vagina tightened. I never had one man pump so much sperm into me at one time! We fucked until my own orgasm subsided. As both our bodies finally relaxed Russ gently kissed my forehead and ran his fingers though my now tousled hair. His soft kisses were the only thing keeping me awake. The room smelled of sex and booze. 

Doug was fast asleep slumped in his chair, naked his hand on his flaccid cock with cum splattered everywhere. I just shook my head and laughed. Putting my thoughts of Doug out of my mind, I slowly got up taking Russ's hand leading him to our bedroom.  

We entered the bedroom I kissed Russ and asked him to stay the night. He didn't argue. As we got into bed we continued kissing falling asleep in each others arms.

I woke early the next morning still in Russ's arms to the smell of eggs, sausage and French toast. I put on my robe walked downstairs to a sight I had never seen. Here was my loving husband making breakfast for me and my lover! 

"Sorry if I woke you sweetheart," as he smiled and kissed me good morning, "I wanted to surprise you both." 

"So did you sleep well?" I said as I put my arm around his waist.

"Like a baby," said my voyeur cuckold hubby, "I never felt so turned on watching you and Russ fuck."

"Glad you enjoyed yourself I did too!" I gushed. 

"I know you did baby and that's what made it so special for me too." he said.

He spanked my butt and told me, "Now go back upstairs it's rude of you to leave our guest alone, I'm serving both of you breakfast in bed!" 

I walked up to our bedroom and found Russ sitting up with an evil grin. I knew what he wanted and jumped on the bed awaiting his open arms. In another minute we were fucking. Doug walked upstairs with our breakfast, casually walked in and sat down on the floor by our bed. 

I glanced down and told him, "That's a good little cuckold hubby, watch if you want but keep our breakfast warm this might take awhile." 

Then a thought occurred to me, it's a dirty job but this girl can handle it!



Losing Pounds, Gaining a Cuckold Ch. 03



Dear Readers: This is Chapter Three of my "Losing Pounds, Gaining a Cuckold" series. If you haven't read the first two chapters please do, you'll enjoy this one much more knowing how the plot actually started. As with the first two stories it's a true to life experience from a wife's point of view with some minor editing. Your comments and votes are appreciated.

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I gingerly walked back into the living room sipping on a Mimosa my husband had made for me. Sunday mornings are usually my favorite time of the week, sleeping in and just cuddling with my hubby. Well this Sunday I didn't cuddle with Doug but with Russ. I was with my second lover in just seven days. My new cuckold life was getting interesting and I was getting drawn in like a swimmer caught in a riptide. 

I had become the dominant partner and was now a cuckold wife. But I also wanted to slow down and proceed with caution. Here I was almost thirty-six, never cheated in over fourteen years of marriage and in a space of two weekends I had two lovers. 

This was going too fast even though I loved it, I needed a hot shower to think of what to do next. I let the water pulsate over my body warming my already flushed breasts then down past my waist gently caressing my pussy. I stood there soaping up, kneading my nipples and rubbing my pussy with the washcloth removing all sexual scents of Russ. I thought about how turned I was earlier that Sunday morning fucking him in front of my hubby. How I longed for him as he kissed me good-by at the front door of our home. Right then I came to a decision; all this was going much too fast.

Drying my hair with a towel I walked out of the bathroom naked not realizing my husband was in the room. Doug sat calmly reading the paper in that very chair only hours before watching his wife fuck another man.

"Can we talk?" I casually said.

"Well Toni, if we're going to talk you better put something on or I may get distracted." He said as his eyes looked directly at my bare breasts and then down at my freshly bathed snatch.

"Oh yeah, sorry" blushing at my nakedness. "I guess I need your full attention." quickly putting on a robe sitting down on the bed.

"Am I right in thinking this voyeur-cuckold thing is going a little fast?" I said.

"You are indeed, in fact I was thinking just the same thing, my cock is sore from all this excess play!" he laughed. 

With a sly grin I said, "Don't get me wrong, I've have had some great sex and admit I loved getting fucked by both men but maybe we should slow it down a bit."

"I love you watching me get fucked and the pleasure it gives you. It gives me much pleasure as well" I told my hubby.

Your sexual intensity with these men drives me crazy and it makes my cock so hard I just want to jack off watching you!" Doug admitted. 

I smiled back at him. "We have to re-evaluate our thinking of potential suitors. No friends or any man at our country club. I would prefer doing this maybe a little more discreet, maybe a classy nightclub. They're usually lots of hot looking men there." I told Doug.

"You mean go with your girlfriends and pick-up a guy to bring home?" Doug said.

"No, honey you and I would go together. I'll start to flirt with a guy I'm attracted too and we both think would be a good sex partner. Then you excuse yourself leaving us alone for awhile and we'll see where it goes from there. You know me by now I'm good at flirting with the right guy. And I know just the perfect place it's a very classy nightclub that just opened I would love to try it." I excitedly said.

"Looks like your ready to go now." Doug told me.

"Oh?" I grinned, "It looks like your more ready than me!" looking down at his erect cock tenting his pajamas bottoms. "You must like the idea as much as me!"

"Well I'm not going to argue with my sexy wife." He responded with much enthusiasm. With that Doug got up and removed my robe pulling me down on the bed. His cock was rock hard in his pajamas as he rubbed my bare pussy with his hand. I stroked him setting it free hoping he could hold out without coming too soon. Mounting me he tried pushing his cock into me.

"Slow down honey, wow I guess this life does make you horny for me more" I said but I need a little foreplay before we fuck. He obliged placing one finger into my dry vagina to lubricate it. Finally his kisses and his finger got me the wetness I needed and thrust his cock into my pussy. 

"Oh my god, Doug, you feel good!" I smiled. "Fuck this hot wife's cunt!" I burst out as his cock went in as deep as it could go.

It felt okay but guilt struck me knowing how much better Russ felt fucking me earlier. The guilt lasted only for a few moments when my hubby came again much too quickly for me to enjoy. I could only fake an orgasm. He held out longer than usual but still it didn't please me sexually. 

As he got up off me I think he knew I needed much more than he could deliver. 

We kissed for a moment and got dressed. Not many words were spoken much of that afternoon as I sat tanning by the pool unsatisfied by my 'fast on the draw' husband. 

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Now more than three weeks passed since my last fling with Russ. As hard as Doug tried he couldn't give me what I needed sexually. I was frustrated and he knew it. The weather got hotter and so did I. Every morning after Doug left for work I masturbated fantasizing about being with Frank, Russ or a stranger I would meet. Although my husband didn't please me totally I did love him. Also I was afraid of hurting him so any thoughts of having an affair were out of the question. Want I did want was to wait for the right opportunity and soon my patience would be rewarded.

The Thursday before the Fourth of July Doug called and told me he had to work late. I asked if he wanted me to come in and help but he declined and said he could finalize what was needed before the long holiday weekend. So instead of helping my husband I decided to keep busy and clean the house top to bottom so I could have the holiday weekend free.

Sweaty and tired I had just enough energy left to relax by the pool for a few minutes before my sons came home. I fell asleep for only moments before I heard them holler from the kitchen saying, "Mom can you drive us to baseball practice?" 

Clothed with only jean shorts and t-shirt (no panties or bra underneath) with my hair in a bun I asked my sons if I could change. 

"Mom, we haven't got time and you know how long you take deciding what to wear." they shouted.

"Okay guys can I at least put on shoes!" I kidded as I quickly slipped on my two inch thong heels. 

As I dropped off the kids at the ballpark I looked down at the fuel gauge discovering I needed some gas and pulled into the local station. "Damn it Doug!" I thought to myself, "You're always leaving me with no gas in my car!"

I hate pumping gas and this time was no different as I slid my credit card into the pump and started to fill the tank. As I finished I noticed that there weren't any hand sanitizers at our pump so I walked over to the nearby pump to clean off the gas smell from my hands. As I walked back to my car only paying attention to cleaning my hands I caught my left heel on a crack in the cement and started to fall. Bracing myself for the inevitable tumble I put my left hand out as a cushion and hit the pavement hard. There I lay embarrassed and helpless until I felt two large hands on my lower waist helping me up.

"Are you alright Miss?" he asked helping me to my feet.

A little rattled I said, "Yes I think so, thank you for the help and your concern."

I looked up seeing a man at least six foot three, jet black hair and a mustache smiling but concerned at my predicament. Here was this great looking guy holding onto petite little me. As he released his hold I stood up but could feel my left wrist throbbing. I must have hurt it bracing myself when I fell. 

Immediately I grabbed my wrist and squealed, "Ouch!" 

Without another word he ran into the store and in minutes came out with ice wrapped in a towel for my injured wrist. I was impressed and loved seeing this handsome man coming to my rescue.

"Thank you," I said taking the towel and ice, "I'm Toni, and you are?"

"David" he said, "Wow I've never had a woman fall this hard for me before." He smiled.

I grinned and must have blushed because I felt my face heat up quickly. 

"So let me take a look at this wrist of yours," he said examining it if he were a doctor.

"I think you'll live." He acknowledged. I just smiled up noticing how tall and good looking he was. Here I was at a gas station convenience store in some old jean shorts and a partially soiled t-shirt meeting my Prince Charming.

"I must look a mess," I said trying in vain to brush myself clean.

"You look cute standing there mussed," He chuckled.

I was embarrassed but enamored by this handsome guy taking charge of the situation. Was it because I was horny or that I was physically attracted to this guy? Oh I was definitely attracted to him!

"Well at least I wore the right outfit for falling down!" I laughed. 

"I think we should walk to the diner across the way it has the best coffee in town and you can get more ice to keep that wrist from swelling." he said then continued "Not in any hurry are you?"

"Well I'm waiting for my boys to finish baseball practice down there." pointing at the nearby field. "It should be about two hours I was going home when I realized that my stupid husband forgot to put gas in my car; he's always doing that to me!" 

"Then we have some time and anyway you shouldn't drive." winking at my predicament.

"Okay, why not but the coffee's on me, I have to reward you for your kindness, that's the least I can do." I said.

Walking to the diner I couldn't believe that in these old tattered clothes this good looking man was putting the make on me. We got in and sat in a corner booth David sitting across from me. 

As we conversed he told me he was married, had two son's one twenty-eight and the other twenty-six. David looked about forty or so but admitted just turning fifty. He looked younger than his years. I told him all about my sons making the all-star team in the district and practicing for the little league tournament starting in one week. They had aspirations of going all the way to the World Series in Pennsylvania in August and David could see by my eyes that I was very proud of them.

We talked for almost two hours and I looked up and couldn't believe how quickly time had passed. I was flirting with a man I had just met loving every moment. I needed to go get my sons and my wrist did feel better when he asked me to have lunch with him.

"Lunch, your married sweetie," I quipped. 

"Yeah, so is my wife and for that matter you are too!" he added, "So do I have to beg?"

"Please don't beg," I laughed, "We can have lunch, I'd like that very much, anyway then you can see me all cleaned up!"

"Sounds good to me," David said. "So can I have your cell number?"

I opened my purse getting out my cell phone giving him my number. I paid for the coffee and he walked me back to my car. As I opened my car door he asked if my wrist was okay and took my left hand to inspect it. The true gentleman he was he kissed my hand and said, "I'll call you and we'll have lunch this week, okay?"

"Looking forward to it Prince Charming!" I grinned.

As I drove off a warm feeling surrounded me as I picked up my kids and brought them home. Doug was watching television and I scooted both boys to the showers and then to bed.

I then told my husband I was taking a shower and to meet me upstairs in a sultry voice. He got the hint and was waiting for me as I walked out of the bathroom in my sexiest shear baby doll nightgown. I was horny and wanted my hubby to fuck my brains out. 

Seeing me in my shear nightgown with my tits and pussy on display Doug's cock stood at attention. Sadly it wasn't long before my inadequate husband dropped his load. I really needed to get off so he ate my pussy until I came. I wanted more before we both rolled over and went to sleep.

Waking up Tuesday after the Monday holiday I masturbated after Doug left for work. I thought about David all day. Finally on Wednesday he called and said to meet him across town at this exclusive restaurant. I wanted to look hot and this was a great excuse to go shopping for that perfect little outfit. 

Here was my dilemma, should I tell Doug or should I just go and see what happens? I decided that I wouldn't tell him and just go have a good time, no harm no foul is what I convinced myself.

As Doug left for work on Thursday I primped and got ready for my lunch date with David. I took a long hot bath, shaved my legs and after my bath powered my most intimate parts with perfumed body powder. I wore my hair up and pulled back. The final touch before dressing was to rub lotion on my tanned legs making them shiny for the afternoon sun. 

Into my lingerie drawer I dove and picked out a sexy pair of bikini panties. They were pastel pink with white lace around the legs and a white bow in front. The sundress was flirty, pink and dropped only to mid thigh accented with white lace around a scoop neckline. It also showed lots of cleavage. I choose a pair of white sandaled heels which matched perfectly with the hat and tote I had picked out.

Finally a single strand pearl necklace and white wrist gloves completed the outfit. I sprayed perfume on my shoulders and a hint on my panties. My look was right out of a Gil Elvgren pin-up from the sixties.

Walking downstairs I glanced out at the boys swimming. I told them I had a lunch date with friends got into my car and drove away. All the way to the restaurant I wondered what David had on his mind. I laughed, my god he's a man I know what's on that male mind of his, ME! 

Arriving fashionably late I valet parked the car and walked into the restaurant. There was David patiently sitting as I sashayed over to greet him. Being the gentleman he was he got up and pulled out my chair. I thanked him and sat down.

"Wow do you look great Toni, I think every guy in here was watching your every step." raising his eyebrows and smiling.

"Thank you David I was afraid you wouldn't recognize me, I clean up well!" I kidded.

"May I say you are one beautiful lady!" holding onto my hand.

"Stop" I said blushing, "A girl could get used to all these compliments."

"I can see by your expression you're not used to getting them." He said.

"Well not lately, being married for fourteen years makes a husband take you for granted." I quickly came back with.

I was only there for a few moments and this man already had me in his spell. The waiter came and David asked if I wanted a drink. I nodded "Yes a glass of wine would be nice," as I looked at the wine list. 

Outside it was hot and I was getting hotter inside looking at my dinner companion. Nonchalantly I swung my torso towards David crossing my legs in the process giving him a great view of my legs. Look I spent two hours getting ready and I wanted him to soak in every inch of this body. The food was wonderful as we finished sharing a cheesecake desert that was out of this world.

We chatted and I discovered he owned six lighting stores around the Bay Area. He confided in me that his marriage was not going well and decided to take separate vacations. His wife would be leaving for Europe soon. He had two grown sons, one living abroad which his wife would be visiting. I think somewhere in Germany in a town I wasn't familiar with. I wondered if he was waiting for her to leave before asking me for a date.

I questioned him about what his intentions were and being very honest he said he was attracted to me instantly. I couldn't believe how attractive I could have been grubby as I looked that day. He told me what gorgeous legs I have and a rear end he loved watching walk away. I turned red when he told me how nice my breasts looked through the old t-shirt I had on that late afternoon.

He asked what I liked in a man and I told him I preferred tall men with dark features and definitely no beard. They have to be gentleman and a sense of humor was a must. I like a man who dresses nicely and wears just a hint of cologne. 

"And yes I'm attracted to you also" I smiled.

"Well I'm flattered." he said winking at me. My heart fluttered.

As lunch came to a close David and I walked to the valet to get our respective cars. Mine drove up first as David took my arm walking me over and opening my door in the process. He tipped the valet and gave me a hug good-by. I waited getting in for a possible kiss but it was not the case. This guy was in total control of the situation and disappointed as I was I loved it. I waved and slowly drove off.

The drive home was not nearly as exciting as it was driving to the restaurant. My thoughts were that David just wanted someone to talk too and then maybe would call after his wife left town. I admit I wanted him to kiss me but it was better that he didn't. Oh well I guess it was a good thing I didn't tell Doug about my lunch date that day.

As week drew to a close Doug asked if I wanted to try out the nightclub I suggested weeks ago and maybe do a little flirting. I said sure why not and that Friday we went out.

Not being in the single scene in years I couldn't believe how much of a 'meat market' this club was. I was hit on by guys young, old and too old. Even Doug couldn't believe how many guys hit on me with him standing next to me or nearby. I was asked to go home and do a three some and other more descriptive sexual activities. Friday was not the night to pick-up a guy and we went home for a 'quickie'. A 'quickie' meaning Doug coming before he got it in me.

With my husband golfing the following morning I sat by the pool until early afternoon. The phone rang, it was David. He asked me if I was able to talk and I said yes. 

"So what are you doing tonight, any chance of seeing you for a date?" he casually asked.

My heart almost stopped as I stumbled with my words, "Ah, well its kind of short notice but I might be able to work something out."

"What if I say I can have a limo ready, champagne on ice and say a candlelit dinner?" he responded.

My head was spinning and my heart was racing. He hit my weakness, this man was a romantic. How was I going to tell David about my voyeur-cuckold husband and would Doug agree to all of this after a month of being faithful to just him?

"Let me get back to you David, I'll try my best!" I assured him.

I hung up and immediately my devious mind started thinking of ways to convince my hubby. I called him on his cell phone and he answered. He had just finished his round of golf and appeared to be in a good mood. If nothing else now was the time.

"Honey, I was wondering if we had any plans for this evening." I softly said.

"Nothing special and you know I'm usually tired after golf," Doug said, "Why did you make plans to go out with the girls?"

"Well not exactly, but I would like your permission," I shyly said, "I've been asked out."

There was silence on the other end of the phone then Doug asked, "Kind of, with whom, Frank or Russ?"

"His name is David; you remember I met him last week when I fell at the gas station. He's the guy who was so nice and got me the ice for my wrist. He's asked me to dinner." I said.

"Yes I remember you described him as very handsome and a nice guy. I could tell by the tone in your voice." Doug stated. "I have to admit it arouses me thinking of you bringing home a stranger."

"So you're okay with it?" I asked.

"Yes on one little condition but I'll explain that later!" he laughed. 

"Oh thank you, thank you, see you soon baby!" saying that as I hung up the phone.

I quickly called my mother and asked if she could take the boys for the night. She loved the idea and I told her we would bring them over after supper.




Losing Pounds, Gaining a Cuckold Ch. 03



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My husband arrived minutes later and I greeted him at the door topless in just shear panties and heels with a drink in hand. I was devious and always got my way! Looking down I could see a tent in his pants staring at my scantily clad body. For the moment all I wanted to do was thank him with the best blow job a man could get. I handed him a drink, took his other hand and marched him upstairs to our bedroom.

I quickly stripped him down and dove directly onto his erect cock. I grabbed it and stroked it gently licking the shaft up and down to his guttural moans. I licked all around his cock head tasting pre-cum. It made my panties wet and sticky. Then taking him in my mouth I deep throated his cock swallowing it as I massaged his balls with one hand. I admit I haven't given my husband a blow job like this in years. I proceeded to suck his cock so hard I thought my eyes were going to pop out. I guess you could say I was thanking my hubby for letting me date David that night.

In minutes my loving husband finally let go with a grunt with me swallowing his cum letting a few drops trickle down my lips and chin. I learned a long time ago every guy thinks the load he drops is so big no woman can take it all. Letting just a bit leak down my lips onto my chin makes a guy think he's special. As was the case with Doug those actions paid dividends.

Holding each other he gently patted my panty clad bottom as our tongues played. I was aroused and kept my hand on his now softening cock. Lying on top of Doug he told me what a nice surprise it was and how beautiful I looked when he walked in. With that lovely remark we kissed and cuddled.

Enjoying the moment I finally got up and told Doug I'd confirm my date and called David. We decided on seven-thirty. I gave him directions to our home assuring him my hubby would be gone by the time he arrived. His voice told me he was excited. Doug knew the drill, take the kids over to my mom's one hour before and come home after I leave. 

Now dear, here's the deal, "Tell David I'm playing poker and probably wouldn't be home until morning. Then I'll call you around midnight pretending I'm too drunk to drive and will be spending the night." Doug said with a glint in his eyes.

"Really and where will you really be?" I questioned.

"I'll be here, watching from our closet. David will be at ease knowing I won't be coming home." Doug assured me. Spying my lover and me is the best possible treat a voyeur-cuckold husband could ever want.

I laughed at first and told him no way. Rethinking it really became an interesting idea. Our walk in closet faces our bed with full length café doors and vertical slats up and down for ventilation. My husband could close the doors sit on a chair and watch us through the slats. Thoughts came to my mind picturing my naked husband in our closet jacking off to us fucking! This was a new wrinkle to our sexual antics a little kinky but sexy as hell. 

As it became six o'clock I was eagerly waiting for Doug and the kids to depart. Going upstairs to undress and take a shower I heard Doug tell the boys its time to get ready to go. I wrapped my hair in a towel and stepped into the shower. Earlier that morning I washed it and just needed to brush it out and use the curling iron.

Drying off after a quick shower and shaving my legs I walked to the closet to pick out a dress to wear. Now that the boys had left, off came my towel as I scampered around naked in my bedroom. I felt David was worth getting sexy for and choose a black strapless chiffon dress. I loved this dress because it had a corset type top that showed my cleavage and I could go braless. My black panties were lacey string bikinis semi-shear with embroidered flowers both front and back. I felt sexy deciding to wear a garter belt along with jet black stockings and open toed black 'come fuck me' pumps.

After applying my make-up and fixing my hair I was ready to get dressed. Prancing around in just my panties I fastened my garter belt around my waist slowly pulling each stocking up my leg attaching them securely while adjusting the tension. I stepped into my dress side zipped it in place making sure my breasts were tightly enclosed. Checking out myself in our full length mirror I looked and felt wonderful!

I heard a car drive up and looking outside a white stretch limo pulled up with David getting out. He was gorgeous! Dressed in a dark blue suit and silk tie I could tell how successful he was. The doorbell rang and I couldn't get downstairs fast enough. 

As I opened the door I smiled and said, "Well don't we look handsome tonight."

"Toni your beautiful and love your hair down on those sexy shoulders." He said.

As he glanced at me I felt his eyes undressing me, if he only knew what I had on underneath. 

"I'm ready all I need to get is my shawl and we can go," I said grabbing it walking out.

"No hurry, we have time" my gentleman caller said.

I closed the door behind me and walked to the limo. Getting in I noticed a bottle of Dom Perignon chilling with two glasses. As I sat down David poured us a glass each and toasted, "To the start of a lovely evening with a wonderful woman." We clinked glasses and sipped our champagne as our chariot drove off.

As we got to the restaurant David held me with his one arm and we had our first kiss. I melted in his arms and kissed him back. We looked at each other and smiled. I wrinkled my nose and giggled like a little girl.

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Back at the house Doug was getting back from dropping off the kids at my mother's. I knew he was wondering what I was wearing for my date. I assumed he was prepping our bedroom closet for his spy mission. I'm sure he found the panties I purposely left on our bed. I thought of him with a helpless and jealous feeling knowing David and I would be getting more intimate as the night wore on. But also knowing what he would see when I returned home with my lover.

After dinner I excused myself and went to the ladies room to call and make him a little jealous as well as turned on. He answered the phone and I told him we were still at the restaurant. Then we're going dancing. 

"I bet you look red hot tonight too." Doug commented.

"Why yes honey I'm wearing that black dress that you like so much."

"Oh the strapless one that accents those tits of yours!" he sternly said.

"That's the one dear and he can't take his eyes off me." I said, "But I have to go, he'll think I fell in, call me at midnight." I then hung up and unhooked my garter straps and placed them through the inside of my panties and re-hooking my stockings to them. With that move it makes it easy to remove my panties and still leave my stockings on.

When I got to the table I kissed David on the cheek sitting down I apologized for being so long and said, "You know us women we always take too long in the powder room."

"May I take your arm and escort you over for a dance or two?" David asked.

"It would be my pleasure" I responding. 

We danced then sat and drank champagne. I was getting tipsy. As we gazed into each others eyes I turned to David with a lustful look and he took me into his arms and passionately kissed me. I tingled from head to toe as his tongue met mine. I swore that we lit up the room with an afterglow. My god I couldn't keep my lips off his. Finally after minutes of kissing David said we should continue this in the limo. I agreed.

As we got into the limo David told the driver to take the long way back to my house. The driver smiled and said Beach Drive would be a romantic way. David closed the curtains for privacy and we began necking. I thought about how his moustache tickled and thought of what it would feel like on my pussy. I was about to find out.

No sooner had the curtains been drawn and Doug had me on my back. The hem of my dress was up past mid thigh when Doug first noticed my stocking tops.

"Lovely, a gal who loves wearing stockings" he muttered. I looked down at my exposure and smiled telling him to enjoy the view. Up went my dress as his hand felt my bare thigh just above my stocking clad legs. I softly moaned as his eyes wandered down to my most intimate area. As my panties came into view his hand moved ever so slightly upward. I felt his hands on my hips as he slowly pulled my panties down first past my knees and then my ankles and finally off. He folded them gently and placed them into his suit pocket.

Then with one sudden move he lifted me upright and went down on me kissing my upper thighs and finally into my pubic region licking my fine runway of hair scarcely hiding my outer lips. I squirmed with passion as Doug continued his tongue fucking of my beaver.

"Don't stop, oh god don't stop," I moaned. "Lick my hot pussy, oh god David eat me!" I was in ecstasy I wanted to cum so bad but held out. With both hands cupped around my ass he pulled me toward his mouth and sucked on my cunt harder. When I felt his moustache tickle my vulva I couldn't stand it any longer and let my juices flow into his awaiting mouth.

"Oh my god, I'm coming!" I screamed hoping the limo driver couldn't hear and fell limp after an explosive climax.

"My god Toni, you've got a beautiful pussy," he enthused. I saw his eyes roaming, and then unzipping my dress slightly to let my pert breasts spill out. Cupping them he first took one then the other into his mouth as my nipples formed bullets.

I maneuvered my hand down past his waist and discovered a pleasant surprise. Yes big hands are a give away, this guy's cock felt massive. I felt it grow bigger as I rubbed it through his pants. Just as he was ready to unzip and display his manhood my phone rang.

"Damn, hold on David, it my husband." I answered the phone and looked at the time, it was midnight and Doug called just like he promised.

"Yes sweetie, I understand, you better stay put, drinking and driving is bad I don't want you arrested." grinning. "Anyway I'm on my way home see you in the morning." As I hung up I looked over at David and asked him if he wanted to go back to my house. 

"My hubby is still playing poker and decided he was too drunk to drive and was staying overnight, is that okay?" It was a lie but it didn't matter our plan was in place.

"We now have my house to ourselves;" continuing "and I have something in the bedroom I want you to look at." I winked.

David called to the driver to take us to my place. As we turned onto my street I thought about my husband in the closet patiently waiting. I giggled softly. As we got out of the limo and walked into the house I remembered that I wasn't wearing panties and felt naughty.

"Let's take the champagne in with us" David said as he grabbed the glasses.

I took David's hand I walked him upstairs to our bedroom. I excused myself to go to our bathroom to freshen up. Knowing my husband was watching diligently through the closet door I peeked out seeing David sniffing the panties I placed on the bed before leaving. I chuckled to myself as I unzipped my dress clad only in my heels, garter belt and stockings I walked out.

I lit two candles in our room so my hubby could see and turned off the bathroom light. I walked over and stood in front of David wondering what my husband was thinking seeing me this scantily clad. I stepped forward into his open arms, he put one hand in the middle of my back and the other stroked my bare ass. His index finger traced the indentation between my cheeks as I wiggled for him to put it inside. We kissed as our tongues explored each others mouths. His kisses moistened my already soaked pussy. I was enjoying this knowing my husband was watching helplessly. I told David he was a better kisser than my husband knowing Doug hated me saying that.

"Oh god David but best of all I really loved you eating me in the limo on the way home." as I kissed him more passionately. 

Our last kiss ended breathlessly as I suggested, "How about we get into bed?"

"Love too," David answered as I pulled back the covers. So do you want me to keep my stockings on?" I questioned.

"Yes!" as he got undressed down to his shorts. Then he unveiled the biggest and thickest cock I had ever seen! Nine maybe even ten inches standing at attention. My eyes widened and my mouth fell open. "Oh my god," was all I could say.

Following David's lead I quickly climbed into bed. "I don't know if I can take all of you in me," I said sliding into his awaiting arms. 

"Yes you can every woman expands inside, you'll be alright."

We continued our hot kissing as David got on top of me. My nipples were so hard they hurt. I put my hand around his mammoth tool and guided it to my opening. Slowly he pushed his cock in my wet, receptive passage inch by inch. My mound quivered as I felt it stretching my inner labia lips wider. I took my hand to reach underneath me grasping his shaft to test how much more I could take. "Oh my god, I can't believe it," I gasped "You're only in half way but I still want more of you!" 

So he continued to thrust his thick cock deeper and deeper into my vagina. I lowered my body down as I felt my inner lips grip tightly around his cock. Moaning with lust our bodies moved as one until I could feel his balls against my butt cheeks and knew he was all the way inside. 

"Oh David, it feels wonderful!" I screamed out, "Nobody as ever penetrated me this deep before, don't stop, please don't ever stop!" 

In and out this man's huge cock drove into me. I had the most incredible feelings ever experienced as my walls tightened. I never wanted it to stop and screamed out, "Oh god fuck me, hard, harder, yes right there, HARDER!" 

Then with one swift motion I bucked my hips towards his and started to cum as David kept pumping it into me. I literally couldn't stop coming for what seemed like forever. He was driving this girl crazy as my juices spewed down my thighs into the bed.

As I finally came down from this incredible fuck I embraced David with the wettest, hottest loving kiss. I think my tongue touched his tonsils and I couldn't stop shaking. I looked at David knowing my voyeur hubby would be devastated by my remark and said, "I've wanted a man like you for so long." 

Still eager for more I looked into my lover's eyes and asked, "Can I get on top I'm so ready and wanting more of you!"

"Of coarse you can my dear," David said as his cock still hard, slipped out of my pussy. He rolled over on his back and took my hand to guide me up. As I bent down we passionately kissed as I straddled his body.

I backed up to position myself over his shaft. But it was so big and rose so high as he lay there on the bed that I couldn't get over it by kneeling. I decided that the only way was to lift my body off my knees and place my wet opening over his thick cock head. The view of him was remarkable as I spread open my vulva which opened the flaps of my labia to my juicy, wet cunt. 

I put my hand down between my thighs and adjusted the positioning of his cock. I lowered my body onto his vertical shaft I moaned softly as the tip pushed through my dripping wet hole. I felt his cock tighten as I raised and lowered my body accepting this massive erection into my clinging vagina. My breathing got heavier and more intense. I was actually going to cum in this unconventional position. More strokes followed along with my gasping for breath, I knew it was going to happen soon.

"Cum with me honey," I screamed as his hips kept pushing up, "Oh yes, god yes, fuck me David I want you now!" I actually thought about my helpless husband probably spellbound in the closet jacking off. I came very close to blacking out as David pushed me to the limit as we exploded simultaneously in a huge orgasm.

Our bodies convulsed as I felt David's squirt high into my cunt reaching places I never thought possible. I kept bucking up and down until I collapsed into his awaiting arms totally spent. I expected him to be good but nothing like this, every girl should experience this at least once in her life. 

Then just as it couldn't get any better the most wonderful thing happened. David held me in his arms and we gently kissed. He held me tightly and told me what an unbelievable feeling he had making love to me. I never wanted him to release me from his grasp. "You were right I guess I really did fall for you!" I quipped.

After what seemed like an hour of cuddling and kisses he told me he had to go because the limo had to be returned soon. He couldn't keep the driver waiting too much longer. So I watched as he got dressed. As he put on his suit jacket he reached in his pocket and took out the panties he removed from me earlier. I clasped my hands around his, closing his hand in them, "There yours dear my gift to you for a wonderful evening." He smiled and returned them to his pocket.

I put on my robe and walked him to the door. He took me into his arms kissed me as my Prince Charming walked out into the early morning mist. Slowly I closed the front door falling back on it dreaming of the night I just experienced. When I got to the bedroom my husband was there awaiting my arrival. I walked past him directly to the chair next to our bed as sat down.

With the show over, he wanted to be with his wife and expected me to reassure him. I still loved him in spite of what had just transpired and wondered if he figured I'd be remorseful about how far it had gone. I wasn't. My thighs were covered in my lovers dried cum. Still a lot of David's creamy sperm was inside my still damp pussy. 

"Well did you enjoy the show?" I told him smiling.

"Yes, I got very turned on watching," Doug said. "But I also felt helpless, confused especially jealous when you guys got into kissing so passionately." 

"Well he was a great kisser!" as I licked my lips.

"So honey, are you up for it again?" Doug softly asked. I shook my head no and said, "Sweetie, this pussy is going to be sore for a week but you do know what I expect next?" Doug looked puzzled. 

"Well as a good little cuckold hubby, it time to clean me up" as I walked to the bed removing my robe lying down. 

At first he was turned off but as I spread my legs he obeyed and went down on me. "Now suck hard and taste my lovers cum." I told him. He continued eating me out cleaning my vagina and inside my labia. Lapping me up my loving husband ate the final drops on my hot thighs oozing out of my pussy tunnel. "If you want to watch me fucking other men this is what I expect in return!" smirking. He nodded and gave me a half smile. 

That's when I also noticed my hubby's cock was hard. He actually liked eating another man's cum from me I thought. I also knew he wanted to fuck me now. 

"Sweetheart, is that little thingy of yours hard for me?" I teased as I got up, "Well not going to happen, I'm taking a hot soak, this girl needs a breather." 



Losing Pounds, Gaining a Cuckold Ch. 04



Dear Readers: This is Chapter Four of my "Losing Pounds, Gaining a Cuckold" series. If you haven't read the first three chapters please do, you'll enjoy this one much more knowing the plot and how I actually got started as a wife of a cuckold hubby. As with the first three stories it's a true to life experience from a wife's point of view with some minor editing. Your comments and votes are appreciated. 

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I want to start by saying I love my husband Doug. What has transpired over the past few months was something that I wasn't looking for it just simply happened. Here I was happily married for over fourteen years, housewife, mother of two who never cheated much less flirted with other men now a slut wife. To be blunt I now have a cuckold hubby who loves watching me fuck other men as much as I love fucking them!

All told I have dated and been bedded by his recently divorced best friend, another time with a single guy I met at our country club and a third a local business man who is married but not happily. Not bad for a thirty-six year old housewife in one month's time. Yes, the reverse saying is so true, the more you get the more you want.

As the summer continued I met with all three men only once each for lunch or after work for drinks making for some very interesting afternoon and early evening encounters. Hotel, parks, cars, anywhere we could find a place to fuck. I kept my weekends free for time with Doug and the kids but still was getting restless. Doug knew of every meeting beforehand and I would give him a detailed after the fact account afterward. It seemed the more graphic of details the harder my loving husband's cock would grow knowing another man was inside me. You might think its weird but I loved telling him as much as he loved hearing it.

Over the course of the next month, I have shaved my husband's balls, chest and legs to make him feel more feminine, making him wear panties underneath his clothes that I bought for him. I read that you should make your man taste his sperm after a blowjob as part of the conditioning process if you plan to go ahead with the hot wife lifestyle. Finally I started to dominate completely in the bedroom keeping my vagina open only for my lovers. I told my hubby, "you're not pleasing me sexually so my pussy belongs to men who can satisfy this girl's needs."

I had him now in a controlled cuckold lifestyle with me in total charge and I loved it. He would worship me most by kissing my feet and giving me massages before bed. He loved shaving my legs and pussy before my dates and even picked out the clothes I should wear. He was my slave and I was the spoiled little sex-pot hot wife.

As our sons were off to summer camp for two weeks I suggested that coming weekend we go back to the club that we were at a month ago. Doug is not into dancing and I loved it, besides it might be fun to flirt and if things go well I'd have another conquest. It didn't take long to convince Doug with me standing in just my heels and shear panties with my arms wrapped around his waist. I was such a tart!

That afternoon, I lay out by the pool in just the panties I had on earlier going topless sunning my breasts. I watched as Doug peered out from the curtains of our bedroom jacking off to my outdoor exposure. I was teasing him terribly and giggled softly to myself "He's taking things in his own hands as usual," I said as I rolled over on my stomach. As I got up I noticed a neighbor leering in the shadows, smiling I gave him a wink and strutted into the house to prepare for that evening.

After a quick shower and having my hubby shave my legs and trim my pussy I let him dry me off and choose my evening attire. What he picked shocked me, a short little pink sundress with spaghetti straps with lots of cleavage. I even let him pick the panties, first taking them out of my drawer and sniffing them (guys love to do that!) holding and placing them down by the floor so I could just step into them. Then as if he was my attendant he took from under our bed a box and handed it to me. I opened it and it was the shoes I have wanted for so long, pink strappy 4 inch sandals. Now I know why he picked out the pink sundress, they matched perfectly. I walked over to the full-length mirror in our bedroom and posed knowing full well my husband was aroused. As I modeled the heels and panties he sat on the bedroom chair jacking off quickly squirting his cum all over his hands and legs.

"That's my hubby," I grinned, "Wow, twice today my cute cuckyboy!" I then took him in my mouth sucking him almost dry swallowing all his fresh cum but transferring just a few globs into his mouth reminding him I was the hot wife and he was the cuckold hubby. Inside I was actually glad he did cum, I could now feel better going out that evening knowing full well I wanted to pick-up a guy. I stepped into my sundress, zipped it up deciding it was a no bra night lightly dousing myself in my favorite perfume. I felt naughtier than ever. What a bad, bad girl I am! 

We got to the club early and got a table close to the dance floor but far from the bar. I normally don't like high-top tables but I felt like a beautiful peacock on her perch. As my husband went for drinks numerous men approached the table and asked for a dance. Being the picky woman I am I was waiting for the right moment. That's when I looked across the dance floor noticing three cute young guys glancing in my direction. They looked around twenty-five and all three were over 6 foot tall with nice builds but the one I wanted was gorgeous. He had long blond hair and a hint of arrogance about him, I smiled in there direction slyly uncrossing and re-crossing my legs revealing more thigh than necessary. Dangling one shoe off my toe I slipped my hand into my cleavage, running it across the upper slope of my breast giving them a sign that says 'wouldn't you like to have your hand doing this.' Within moments the three were in my site and hovering, guys are so easy!

As they introduced themselves I realized how young they really were but I still had eyes for only one. His blue eyes stared straight into mine and without hesitation he asked me to dance. As I got up he took my hand and walked me to the dance floor. After a few fast dances and some flirty body grinding we came back to the table. With Greg's two friends nowhere in sight we sat down while my husband came back with our drinks.

I introduced them to each other. "Doug I'd like you to meet Greg," continuing I said, "Greg this is my husband Doug." As they shook hands I could feel a sort of awkwardness in both Doug and Greg's voices.

"Well thank you for the dance, I should leave you two alone," he said. 

"No, join us" Doug said, "my wife loves to dance I'm sure she'll want another." I smiled at Doug as Greg pulled up a stool and sat next to me. I broke the momentary silence with a toast, "here's to meeting new friends" as we lifted out drinks and clinked glasses. 

As the evening progressed I slowly began to move closer to Greg. My husband and Greg seem to hit it off immediately talking sports and work. Greg was in the securities business as a bond trader and being a CPA Doug was very interested in his work. I on the other hand was just interested in Greg.

Then what seemed like perfect timing a favorite tune of mine started playing and I asked my husband for a dance which I knew he would say no too. Looking over at Greg I said "If he won't will you dance with me, looks like my husband isn't interested in dancing with his wife tonight." Getting up and taking him by the hand I walked Greg to the dance floor. This is working out perfectly I thought smiling to myself. We danced for about 10 minutes and then a slow song came up and Greg started to walk back to the table.

"Where are you going sweetie," I sternly said with both hands on my hips, "I'm getting a slow dance from you, whether you like it or not." With that he placed his left hand into my right putting his other hand around my waist. I looked over at the table and Doug knew right then what was going to be. As we danced I felt his cock swell in his dress pants and I admit my pussy was getting moist. I hoped my lace panties could hold my juices from dripping. Suddenly and without hesitation Greg kissed me with full knowledge my husband would be watching. I kissed him back, smiled and then placed my head on his shoulders. The song ended and as if it was kismet another slow song started. I took my hand away from his and placed both arms around his neck clasping my hands and looked up to him. Looking deeply into those blue eyes we again kissed but this time it was more deep and passionate lasting much longer. I soon loved his kisses wanting more but didn't want to rush the situation or scare him off. After the song ended we slowly walked hand-in-hand back to the table where Doug was sitting patiently.

Finishing off my champagne I wiggled my glass as if to say I needed another. Doug immediately caught the hint and went to the bar getting another round for all of us. As he left I put my arms around Greg and whispered in his ear "not to worry baby, he's a voyeur, seeing me kissing another guy is a turn on for him." Thinking that might scare Greg away he took my hand pulling my body next to him and gave me a kiss that quickly changed to a very active frenching.

By the time Doug came back to the table with our drinks Greg and I were making out pretty heavily. I was so turned on I felt a few drops of pussy juice filtering through my lacey undies. Doug put down our drinks as we continued our make-out session finally interrupting us by clearing his throat. I looked up smiled at my hubby and kissed Greg's cheek. With that I picked up my purse and excused myself. "You must excuse me guys, I must go freshen up a bit," and slowly left for the powder room. 

I gave them time to talk and when I returned Greg was gone. Did my husband tell him to leave? Was he mad? The look on my face became solemn as Doug spoke up, "Don't worry, he's only checking on his friends, he'll be back." In few minutes Greg was back by my side with his arm around my waist. I greeted him with a soft kiss grinning from ear to ear. 

"May I have one more dance with your beautiful wife before we call it a night?" Greg asked.

"I'm sure she'd love another," my husband meekly said.

As we got on the dance floor Greg informed me that Doug assured him everything was all right. I breathed a sigh of relief and squeezed his hand as he took me into his arms. As we danced I could feel his hardness as we held each other close. I wanted this man in the worst way and I knew he wanted me.

Back at the table after dancing I could tell Doug was ready to go. I turned to Greg and asked, "Well I guess its time to leave, like to join us in a nightcap back at our home Greg?" The look in Greg's eyes told me yes as my hubby just looked down at the floor.

"Yes I think I would love that." he exclaimed.

I was escorted out to the valet arm-in-arm with both men. As our car drove up my scheming mind informed Doug that it would be better he go home first while I rode home with Greg so he wouldn't get lost. Being the good cuckold hubby he obeyed but I knew Doug was pissed. By now I couldn't have cared less all I wanted was to be in Greg's strong arms. Finally Greg's car came and as the valet opened my door a sudden gust of wind blew my sundress past my waist revealing my lace pink panties to the enjoyment of the parking attendant.

I smiled glancing in his direction and said, "Liking the view sweetie?" as I got in. As we drove Greg kept looking down at my legs and laughed "You know you drove that attendant crazy, what an exit, he'll be masturbating to that site for the next several years!" I just smiled, looked ahead and told Greg to keep his eyes on the road not my legs. As we got closer to home I told him to turn at the next street and pull into a nearby park so we could talk. He turned off the car and reached over with one arm and kissed me, we made out like high school kids for the next few minutes steaming up the windows in the process. Wow, what a good kisser! 

"Let's walk over to the gazebo, its so beautiful tonight I didn't want to go home just yet." I said looking up at the full moon, "And anyway I would like to have some alone time with you."

"I'm not complaining," he told me as we walked over and sat down. It took only a second before our tongues became intertwined. I felt his hand stroke the back portion of my knee making me squirm as I moaned softly. His hands continued to roam up to my now moist crotch making me shiver with excitement as his fingers glided around my pussy. He lifted up my sundress, removed my panties exposing to him my trimmed beaver.

"My, my what a pretty sight," Greg commented as he went down on me. Blushing I looked down feeling his hot breath on my even hotter cunt. His warm tongue felt wonderful as he traced my outer labia lips, his hands now wrapped around my butt cheeks squeezing them. I rode his face for all that it was worth as his tongue glided around my swollen lips and finally into my engorged snatch.

"Oh god, Greg, don't stop, eat this girl's pussy," I moaned with pleasure.

"Make me cum NOW, oh god YES!" holding him closer. I suddenly felt my body quiver as my legs shook hard. Starting from my toes I felt a tingling all the way up my spine and like a volcanic eruption gushing out my hot cum. Greg kept sucking hard on my now soaked cunt with me bucking his face like a young bronco. I finally settled down after minutes of erupting knowing I felt a little embarrassed by my actions but feeling euphoric. 

As Greg licked and sucked the final remnants of cum from my torso we hugged and kissed. I loved tasting my own cum and Greg obliged me. As we both sat straddling each other I felt his cock through his pants fully erect and ready.

"Someone's getting awfully big for his britches," I playfully scolded. "I wonder what we should do about this problem."

"I can think of a few things," he suggested.

"Well baby I know just what to do" I took his hand, picked up my panties and walked to the car. Putting my panties into my purse as we started for home I wondered what I was going to say to my loving husband.

Pulling into the driveway I felt a nervousness trying not to let it show as we approached the front door of my 'happy' home. It was locked. I knocked, no answer, I rang the doorbell, still no answer. I glanced over at Greg and he looked worried. I looked and found our hidden outside key and opened the door. I called Doug's name but there was no answer. I told Greg to grab a beer go into the living room and stay until I found out what's going on. As I walked through the house I noticed a shadowy figure sitting on the chaise lounge by the pool, it was Doug and he looked mad.

"So where have you been it has been over an hour since we left the club, you fucked him didn't you?" he shouted. "No he just ate me out in the park and now we're home" I sarcastically told my hubby knowing is was all to true. "I wanted to be with him alone and yes I really wanted to fuck him but I didn't, did you take a look at him he's a gorgeous hunk!"

"Listen Doug, you were in favor of this new lifestyle to spice up our love life. Shit happens don't be mad if I've been enjoying it more than you. The 'genie' is out of the bottle and there's no way to bottle her back up! Anyway I see the way your cock hardens at just the thought of me with another man. It's been true with every man I fucked this summer your jealous but you love it. You just can't wait to get in there and jack off seeing your beautiful wife fuck her stud lover, admit it you love watching. Seeing your stiffened cock at this very moment  only solidifies my statement." I smirked. 

Looking down at my frustrated, helpless hubby I placed my hand on his cock. "See what I mean you're already imagining my naked body in the arms of another man with him fucking my brains out. You never get this hard when we're alone." 

Doug looked up and with a forced smile shook his head saying, "you're right as usual, can and are you emotionally ready for this?" 

"Well he did lube me up in the park," I quipped. "Now be a good cuckyboy and let's be a good host's for our guest." We both got up and knew our destination.

As we entered the living room Greg was on our loveseat and I sat down on his lap with my hubby taking his usually position across the room in his recliner. It was only minutes before Greg removed my sundress and there I was naked straddling my young lover. With my arms wrapped tightly around him we passionately kissed while my hubby unzipped and started masturbating. I looked at Greg and we both chuckled. I heard the groans get heavier as Greg fondled my bare breasts and teased my now hardened nipples with soft kisses. As I unbuckled his trousers I wrapped my legs around his waist, he stood up holding me in mid-air letting his pants drop to the floor. His strength made him even more desirable as I looked into his eyes and I unbuttoned his shirt.

Gently placing me on the couch he removed the last articles of clothing off his tight, muscular body. I glanced up from my venerable position and could only gasp at the size and girth of his erect cock. The tip was purple and large while the shaft was pink with veins coursing around it. I took my hand and started to stroke his monster looking over at my husband's meager tool. Even my husband looked impressed by it.

I kept pumping as it grew bigger with each stroke I made. My pussy ached and wanted it but I also wanted to savor the moment. Then as if I was hypnotized I placed my lips around it and started to suck as my hand cupped his sack. I licked the shaft up, down and around fondling his balls in the process. As he pulled out of my wet mouth I whispered in his ear, "Fuck me, I want you inside me, NOW!"

Lifting me up with my arms already around his neck he laid me down on the couch and got on top. I felt the tip of his enormous member tickle the outside of my cunt as we embraced in a passionate kiss. Then without saying a word I felt the tip of his cock slowly enter my pussy. Did it hurt? Yes, but it hurt so good! By now my totally wet pussy was ready for more as he pushed farther into my wanting hole.

"Oh god, Greg, that feels so wonderful, fuck me harder, harder, that's it harder!" I screamed out.

Then I heard my husband's groans become faster and heavier, I knew it was time for him to cum and I was right. Next thing I knew my loving husband spewed his sperm all over himself while I groaned with pleasure from my new lover's huge cock. 

As we continued to kiss the deeper and deeper his cock plunged into places that have never have never been touched. Even by my 9 inch dildo hadn't had the pleasure of these unknown areas. What was so surprising to me was as big as Greg was he fit perfectly into my stretched out vagina. Suddenly his cock twitched and the walls of my cunt tightened Cumming furiously as he began pumping in and out of me.

"Oh FUCK, YESSSSS!!!" I panted as I bucked in rhythmic motion. "Oh god Greg, come inside me my hot young stud, feed this hot pussy." And he humped me he filled my pussy to the limit and then some. As we both kept pumping my pussy became so sensitive I couldn't help but scream out "I'm Cumming again, oh my god!" 

The next five minutes were a blur as I felt my lover's cock soften inside my now sore but satisfied cunt. I didn't want him out of me but I also knew what was next; a cuckold hubby's duty, clean the hot wife up.

I motioned for Doug to come over to the couch as Greg got up off me. Ever the good husband he did as was told; he got up and sat next to me on the floor. Trying at first to kiss me I turned my head and refused pointing to my snatch with my finger I ordered him to clean me. He sucked and licked my cunt, swallowing all of Greg and my juices. He licked my inner thighs clean as Greg watched intently silently laughing at my now wimpy hubby. I actually came softly but didn't let on as Doug finished eating me out.




Losing Pounds, Gaining a Cuckold Ch. 04



I was still horny and wanted Greg's dick, shooing Doug off my now clean cunt. As was the rule once he comes he has to leave us alone. I got up off our now cum stained loveseat and embraced Greg. I put my arms around him like lovers do, stood up on my tiptoes and kissed his lips while Doug slowly left, banished to the guestroom.

"Do you want go upstairs and see what comes up?" I giggled. He nodded and in one motion picked me up and carried me upstairs to my bed locking the door behind us. I wanted that big cock and started to stroke it the minute he laid me down. Wrapped in his strong arms I felt secure with a warm feeling our night wasn't complete. 

"Will you spend the night we me?" asking.

"Absolutely," Greg softly said.

"You know my hubby is listening by our door right at this moment." I said.

"Well then lets give him a good show, even if he can only listen," he laughed.

The stroking of his cock must have awakened his libido because it was only seconds before took me into his arms. I love to kiss after sex and he was into pleasing me. Of all my recent lovers, Greg was by far the best kisser and I took advantage. For the next 15 minutes all we did was kiss and touch with my hubby listening intently on the other side of the locked bedroom door. I could hear him moan as he jacked off thinking of what we were up too.

Greg's fingers were now inside my cleaned out but wet pussy and I was stroking his mammoth cock as we kept kissing. Passion turned to lust as I looked at him with a glint in my eyes. He knew what was on my mind I wanted to be on top. I flipped one leg over him and mounted. Once on top I looked down at his six-pack abs realizing what a hunk this guy was. Young and buff, all I could do was drool. His cock was standing straight up in the air just waiting for my juicy cunt to be placed over it to smother. I think we fucked for another hour before we both collapsed and fell asleep.

Now early morning I awoke in my lover's arms, the same place I was when I dosed off a few hours earlier. What a night, I think all told I came six times and my pussy's soreness told me I was right. I slowly arose and walked to the guestroom only to find my hubby fast asleep almost in a fetal position. I walked back giggling sitting down on the toilet to pee. Wiping myself I wondered how much more my husband can take. He was submissive but everyone has their breaking point.

I crept back into bed as Greg woke to my soft kiss on his cheek.

"You were wonderful," I told him.

"You weren't so bad yourself," he shot back, "and I've got a confession to make, I wanted you from the moment our eyes met."

Oh what a romantic I thought. Besides it was a nice line. We cuddled and kissed for awhile before getting up.

"Want to take a shower?" I asked.

"Only if you're taking one with me," he said.

I couldn't have jumped out of bed quicker, racing him to our master bedroom shower. As we got in and started to soap up I washed his cock as he returned the favor by licking my pussy. I was turned on again as he cornered me against the wall and placed his himself into my wet, soapy pussy. All 10 inches of his massive member shot into my now stretched vagina and in only moments my cries of "I'm Cumming, oh my god yes, I'm Cumming!" probably awakened the neighborhood. He then shot his load into me as my hubby stood in the bathroom door helplessly jacking off to us.

As we toweled each other off Greg got dressed as I put on a shear nightie. I walked him downstairs and we stopped at the door and kissed. It was now almost 9:00 AM and I needed sleep. I slipped Greg my cell phone number, kissed him on the cheek and told him to give me a call.

Waiting patiently up in our bedroom was my husband. He was sitting on the bed and I sat down next to him. 

"I want you Toni," he said

"I'm too sore, your too small, this belongs to Him now," whispering and pointing to my pussy. I took his head guiding it down to say, "but I'll let you kiss it, suck it, clean it, worship it."

Doug's mind went blank as he smelled my lover's aroma still faintly on my skin and tasted his bitter gift. Not thinking he looked down at the pussy that was once his and softly kissed it.

Both of us knew it would never be the same again, at least not life as it used to be. The narrow path that was taken from loving husband to cuckold hubby was now complete. Looking over at me, my generous, loving husband gave me the present I really wanted. A 24 caret gold ankle bracelet with a heart shaped charm and the inscription that read, 'HOT WIFE.' 



Losing Pounds, Gaining a Cuckold



Taking a deep breath I hooked my thumbs, pulling them down, and out sprung what I longed to see, a delicious looking cock! Both my husband and Frank looked identical in length but when I took it in my hand I could tell he was much thicker than Doug. I started to stroke his cock as he removed his briefs. Now it was his turn, my body was shaking as his hands gently touched around my panty and as he pulled them down I heard my husband come hard as he watched another man see me naked. I embraced Frank, and we kissed for the longest time as his hard cock was rubbing between the lips of my vulva. After the long, hot kiss I dropped to my knees and put his hard cock into my mouth, licking the head and shaft softly with my tongue and stroking it. I heard Frank groan as my loving husband just sat there watching and playing with his now limp cock, with sperm all over him and his pants. Much to my surprise Frank's cock actually got bigger as I sucked harder. I sucked on it for another few minutes while Frank finally put one finger into my wet pussy. 

"Oh my god, Frank that feels so good, don't stop I love this!" I moaned. My husband looking on intently with jealousy in his eye got up quickly. I looked over and gave him a stare that I seldom do and he sat back in his chair like shy puppy. 

I smiled at Frank and said "You hot Italian, lets fuck!"

He then took me into his arms, kissed me again, picked me up and laid me on the floor. When he got on top of me, I grabbed his hard cock and guided it into me. Then with a gentleness about him, he entered me half-way, and then pulled it back out. He repeated this a few times. I was so turned on by this, my body was shaking. I came for the first time. After I settled a bit, he re-entered my pussy, fucking me with more intensity. In and out his hard cock drove me into the carpet, giving me carpet burns on my cute little buns.

"Oh, my god Frank, fuck me. Yes fuck me HARD!" I screamed.

I loved the feeling and wanted more, "Oh yes, right there, yes there!" I told him as I came now a second time. He kept pumping it in my pussy as my helpless limp cocked husband could only watch. 

After a few minutes I looked up at Frank and said it was wonderful. "You do know I came twice for you!"

He said "You haven't seen nothing yet my love." 

With that he picked me up and carried me to our bedroom, all the while my husband sat helpless and jealous in our living room chair. When he got me to the bedroom, he closed and locked the door, then said "Now you're going to find out what a real man can do!"

With that I stood up on the bed on my knees and turned around so Frank could kiss my neck, while kissing my neck and shoulders he grabbed my breast with his right hand. Then taking his left arm he went underneath my pussy and started to finger me with two fingers. I was never so turned on and my moaning could probably be heard next door. I could hear my husband by our bedroom door, listening and probably wondering what was happening in our bed. Frank bent me over and placed his erect cock in my hot, wet pussy from behind, and started pumping it into me with more force.

"Oh Frank, God Frank. FUCK MY HOT, WET CUNT!" I screamed. His pumping was so much harder than I was used too with my gentle hubby. I loved having a man take charge, and in a way force me to do things I normally wouldn't have done. Frank's groans grew louder with each thrust of his cock inside my now very full vagina. 

Finally, I couldn't help but scream even louder, "OHHHHHH GOD....TAKE ME, FUCK ME, I WANT YOU SO BAD!" With that Frank finally deposited his huge creamy load inside me, pumping every last drop into my cunt. I squeezed my vagina holding his cock inside me until every last drop was out and held it for as long as I could. With cum dripping out of me everywhere, both Frank and I were sweating profusely as we fell onto the bed, totally spent from the last marathon fuck. 

I glanced at the bedroom clock, had we been fucking this long? "Oh my, who cares?" I said. Laying there looking up at the ceiling then rolled over into his awaiting arms, kissing his chest and then a longing kiss to his sexy lips. I heard my husband on the other side of the door stroking his cock and moaning; I looked at Frank and giggled softly. We silently knew what each other was thinking and kissed for a few more moments.

"So shall we let him in?" Frank stated.

"Yes, I think we better, I don't want to get him too worked up." I told him laughing.

I got up and stumbled to the door, my legs still a bit shaky. I allowed Doug into our bedroom. Frank got up still semi-hard and went immediately to the bathroom as my husband and I talked.

"Well, I take it you are completely satisfied" Doug whimpered.

"Yes darling, was it good for you too?" I said trying to say it with a straight face. "Doug you are now my voyeur-cuckold hubby?" I sternly said to him.

"Yes ma'am I am and will be" he said. 

I was always the dominant person in the marriage but not as much on the sexual side as I now knew I would be.

Frank then came out of the bathroom and looked at Doug, "Well I guess I better let you two alone now, you probably have some issues to discuss."

"Yes we do Frank, you and I will talk soon." Doug said, with a soft voice.

Frank got dressed quickly and I walked him to the door, kissed him good-by and smiled as I closed our front door. I walked back to my husband as said, "Believe me honey, I do still love you, but Frank was an unbelievable lover."

"I know you love me Toni, I just feel a little awkward now, and believe me when I say this, I did like what happened, I love you more than ever!" he said.

Deep inside I knew I still loved him. But doubts crept up inside me as I took his hand and we got in bed. Here was my husband who didn't want to fuck me for almost three months, hard as a rock. I felt very guilt while he put his cock in me and then felt him cum almost immediately. We held each other in our arms as he softly sobbed and told me he didn't know what was happening to him.

The next morning we got up and I made breakfast and we chatted about what transpired the evening before. Doug assured me he was okay and wanted Frank to feel no shame. I was floating all morning, reliving the events of the night before with Frank knowing there probably would be many more ahead, maybe not with Frank, but perhaps with someone new.

That afternoon Doug talked with Frank on the phone and cleared everything up. Getting off the phone, he smiled and walked over to me and said "Frank wants to be with you again, but he's going out of town for two weeks." 

I looked over at my loving husband, smiled and said "That's okay, you know Russ from the club? I just got off my cell with him. He asked me out and I accepted. He's taking me to dinner and then dancing this coming Saturday, .Then we're coming back here for a nightcap." I continued, "We'll take the kids to my mother's for the night so Russ and I can have the house to ourselves or do you want to watch again?" 

Slowly my husband sank down on the kitchen chair and could only stare straight ahead. I smiled and kept washing the dishes.