Hotwifing Benefits - Three Reasons Hotwifes Have Better Marriages

Three Reasons Hotwifes Have Better Marriages

What is a Hotwife?

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Good question! A Hotwife is really just what the two words together mean... a Hot Wife!
The term as we use it though, applies to any woman that has a man who feels she is hot enough to attract other men. It also implies that the man would desire some level of interaction between the Hotwife and another man. It is also hoped that at some point the wife will at least acknowledge that she is indeed a Hotwife... and participate in this desire somehow.

The term and concept of Cuckolding is being used quite a bit these days, however Hotwifing is a slightly different idea.... Although "HotWife" is often used synonymously with the term Cuckoldress, within that lifestyle.
Our focus would be to take the emphasis off of Hotwifing as a lifestyle and consider it more of a simple phenomenon. In other words, let's not consider it any more than what it is, a fantasy, a possible reality that one can use to hopefully enhance their relationship.
Yes, the concept of another man kissing, holding or in some way making love to your wife is definitely a bit out of what we would consider the norm, however it is often a fantasy that many men (and women) have.
It is astonishing to discover how many men would love to see their women with other men, exhibiting some form of intimacy. We'll unpack many topics that will help men and women understand this topic of Hotwifing.
Please view the Hotwifing Topics below (menu on left) for more detailed information. We will be adding more and more topics over time, so please keep coming back as we build this site into a tool that you can use to hopefully get into Hotwifing if it is right for you.

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Hotwifing Topics

Kissing Another Man
This is where many men vary in their wishes and/or fantasies. Some men would love to see their wives kissing another man and being intimate, whereas other's would never want their wife kissing someone else. There are reasons for both and varying degrees of feelings on this, however the thought of another man sparking this level of intimacy can be a great source of motivation for a woman to really enjoy the romantic side of things to whatever degree possible.
Assuming a husband would love to see his wife kissing another man, there must be some reason that he would want this. It isn't because he doesn't love his wife, it is mostly based on him seeing her pleased. Often a man feels that his wife would be re-inspired by the excitement of making out with this new man. After all, kissing a new man is something that brings back a certain level of their youth and freedom.
Women would be surprised to see how many men would be into their wives being intimate with another man. If a man is comfortable with his relationship and really trusts his wife, kissing is a great place to start. Either the husband or wife should start initiating some level of kissing... even hello and goodbye kisses with a man that would be appropriate for this. Women shouldn't be afraid of this, as their husband approves, and it could be a lot of fun. Then you can gradually make the kisses and hugging a little longer each time and enjoy the intimacy.
It is important for a couple to assure each other that they are not looking to lose the other person, but rather that they are excited about the new experience and happy that both are pleased by this.
Who to kiss? It would depend upon a couples situation. It could be an old friend of his or hers, or someone you both met recently. It is important that you both like and trust the man and most important that she's somewhat attracted to him.
Many men would love to watch their wife kissing another man, but would also be willing to give space when the time comes, so they can feel free to kiss, uninhibited, until they become comfortable with someone watching. This will happen almost naturally, however you should just be curious and watch for what is appropriate for the situations.
The great thing about kissing and making out is that you can just leave it at that, or pursue more.... that's up to you and your mate to decide. A woman shouldn't be offended that her husband would want this. It is because his husband trusts her and wants to share her beauty that is inspiring this. A fantasy yes... but it is also a wonderful way of renewing your relationship and sharing something very intimate together.
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Why Men Would Want This?

Many could come up with answers that would fit the mold, but I think the most compelling answer is that a lot of men love to see their wives excited and feeling free.
Let's take the opposite end of the spectrum for a moment... a very jealous man — If a man is extremely jealous, it is because he strives to over control a woman. In most cases this is not a desirable position for either partner in the relationship.
As we take a step towards the middle and discuss a "normal" or so-called "normal" relationship. In this type of situation, if a man (friend or stranger) were to walk up to his wife and tell her she was hot, or flirt in some other way... the husband would either become jealous or somehow try to squelch that type of talk and thinking for sure. And in most cases the wife would expect that to happen.
On our side of things, although jealousy is not completely absent, much of our need to control is relinquished by a desire to allow our wife's freedom to respond in a friendly fashion, unless there is a safety factor involved. It is also freeing for us to know that men liking our wives excites us rather than angers us.
Most women are kind of programmed to think that their husband should be jealous if they really love them. This is generally learned from watching others on TV or in movies. This unfortunately promotes kind of an ownership mentality on both partners. Couples should feel like they belong to each other, but jealousy proves nothing as far as love goes. Sacrifice and trust are actually more of a test of true love.
It is really a compliment and an exciting thing for us to know that other men are interested in our beautiful wife. After all, when a man flirts with her, it is usually because he's attracted to her. He doesn't want to harm your wife, but probably really likes her... as he should!
Men wanting this is very much like wanting other men to like your wife in a friendly way, but if it were to get physical between them, that would express his feelings toward her even greater. And we just kind of hope that happens in some way. We want to be a part of helping our wives achieve newness and excitement. It's also something we can enjoy in common with our wives... kind of like helping your best friend with their love life.
Hotwifing is about men letting their wives be as hot as they can be! He wants his wife to enjoy opening up to attention from other men and for her to really enjoy it. Most of the time this process is initiated by the husband, but it is really inspired by his beautiful and trusting wife.
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Can He Really Love His Wife?

Some women wonder how a man that really loves them could want them to be involved with another man in an intimate way. Some would doubt that it's even possible. On one hand it's easy to understand why a woman would think that, because she has certain preconceived ideas about what a relationship strictly exists of. On the other hand, there are many assumptions that could be causing a woman to feel doubtful.
Women often think that it's just another perverted thought for a man to want his wife to be with another man, and of course it can be, but it is really more than that for most men who contemplate this.
With a husband that truly would want his wife to be somewhat intimate with another man, he is most often expressing his desire to see her experience new feelings and pleasure, that is hopefully a turn-on for all, and an enhancement to their relationship. Knowing or watching his wife enjoy the company of another man is just a great feeling of fulfillment for many men. And, the fact that they want to share this desire openly with their wives is something that women should ponder.
There are men (and women) that have secret or open desires to do a lot of things where one might question their spouses love. It is is all about the motivation and reasoning for those things. A man who trusts his wife with another man is not doing so for just a thrill, but it is also about being free and honest with his wife, and the enjoyment of sharing something special.
Many men love, respect and trust their wives so much, that they just can't help wanting other men to experience that in some way. It is a great compliment at the very least, when a husband feels his wife is so attractive that other men would desire her.
Even if a woman never chooses to act on her husbands desire, it is good for her to know and accept the way he feels, because she will always be a Hotwife to him regardless.
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Hotwifing and the Christian Religion
This is a topic that could certainly create a lot of tension in a room full of people. Fortunately we are not going to get too dogmatic here from any point of view. It would however, do us a disservice to our Christian readers to avoid this topic, as it can be a make or brake it area to understand for those interested in Hotwifing.
There are some basic things to understand. First, the Judeo/Christian Bible does not directly point out Hotwifing in any real sense... good or bad. There are only references to unfaithful wives and infidelity, but they are referring to situations where husbands would not approve.
One could attempt to classify Hotwifing as adultery, or unlawful fornication, but there are no proof texts at all. Adultery is unfaithfulness, and fornication is dealing with idolatrous sex. Hotwifing is something that a loving couple does for their own pleasure and fantasy, but doesn't have to violate their marriage vows or their relationship with God.
Inevitably Biblical Christians are aware that human beings are of a fallen nature and in complete need of salvation from all sins; past, present, and future. This doesn't give Christians a license to sin, but also doesn't exempt them from sinning. Salvation is a free gift to all sinners, if they accept it.
The Bible is also very clear about multiple wives as being a normal lifestyle throughout history. There was never an abolishment of this, nor was there a condemnation against multiple husbands or men, other than through unfaithfulness.
The strongest argument against Hotwifing from a Christian stand point of view would be that one could become obsessed and turn it into some kind of idol, false god, or sexual perversion. That can be true, however... one's business, hobby, or even there own marital relationship can take on those same characteristics.
Atheists could most likely care less about sin or the God of the Bible. But for those that believe in scripture and adhere to their faith, we recommend that you personally discuss this with your spouse, and check the scriptures for yourself without bias.
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Levels of Hotwifing
Hotwifing is becoming a lot more popular these days and it can take on a lot of meanings to different people.
Most people are not familiar with the terms "Hotwifing" and "Hotwife", but they do understand the two words "Hot" and "Wife".
"Hot" being the modern term that applies to someone that is deemed attractive, and could also have a secondary meaning of "hot to trot"... as the old saying goes. "Wifing" could be considered a combination of the two words "wife" and "sharing"... thus we have "Hotwifesharing" or Hotwifing.
The foundation of Hotwifing is built on the desire to allow a wife's freedom to share that hotness in some way. This desire is often first expressed by the husband, but not in all cases. Many women, now considering themselves to be hotwives, have stated that they had an interest in other men but didn't think it was a possible situation.
Once the desire is realized by one or both people in the marriage, the first level of Hotwifing has begun. This is the level that either sparks the interest to pursue the situation or harbors it as a fantasy.
The second level of hotwifing would be where one or both of the married couple (usually the man) begin to pursue Hotwifing, either by communicating the desire to their spouse, and/or doing things that would provide hints about the desire to their loved one.
The third level of hotwifing is when both parties are at least somewhat aware of the Hotwifing desire, and accept it even on a fantasy level. This could be just talking together about possible scenarios of her kissing someone, or maybe you talk about her flirting with a friend, etc.
The fourth and final level that we will mention is when a wife actually shares some degree of intimacy with another man. This could be going out on a date, making out with him, or even sleeping with him. This is all something that the husband would approve of and most likely encourage. Many times the husband is present or close by, but not in all cases.
These are typical stages of Hotwifing, however sometimes things can vary. The most important thing is that you take things slowly and carefully, always communicating with your spouse. It can be a real fun process going through the various levels with each other's pleasure in mind.
Hotwife sharing is a fantasy that a couple can enjoy together, and has benefited many marriages. It can spark a regeneration of intimacy for many couples.
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Hot Clothes for a Hotwife

This is a win/win topic for everyone. She gets new clothes and then he gets to see her in them. Not to mention the others that will enjoy seeing her too!
The first thing that typically happens when a husband, or wife gets into thoughts about sharing her beauty with others, her wardrobe will begin to change. In some cases this is a drastic change, if a woman is a very conservative dresser, but in other cases it is just enhancing her already hot or semi-hot wardrobe.
In typical marriage situations the husband rarely cares how his wife dresses, especially in public. The thought of picking out his wife's clothes is usually a most daunting task. The opposite is true for a husband that wants her to share more of her hotness with others. In fact, there are many situations where women become almost dependant on the man, helping with clothing purchases. And they usually enjoy sharing this with their husband.
It is not always about buying very short skirts, low cut blouses, or high heels... as most people would think. It is more about letting her display herself in a way that is most optimal for her appearance in any given situation. After all, a woman that works in a business environment most likely wouldn't wear a mini skirt every day, however, nice skirts, dresses, or pants that fit her body are something that is focused on.
Women that wear baggy clothing, old fashioned dresses, buttoned up sweaters, and anything else they can to hide themselves are often doing so for comfort, modesty, low self esteem, or possibly mistaken religious reasons. When husbands begin to take interest in what their wives are wearing, it can be a great time in a couples life. Both can share the companionship of picking out clothes together. It also lets her know that her husband cares about her looks. When a woman dresses nice, and doesn't hide herself, her self confidence is greatly enhanced. Not to mention the gifts that now become possible year round!

Points to Consider

• The man should begin to slowly get involved in her clothes purchasing decisions. He should also listen to her about his clothing. It can be a two way street. You will want to first start dressing for each other rather than just your own comfort.

• Make gradual changes in her wardrobe. Don't go from dresses that are down covering her shoes right to a short mini skirt. Most women would feel very uncomfortable with such drastic changes. It is better to maybe go with an above the knee skirt, until she feels comfortable showing off her legs.

• Share with each other about how she looks. Tell her what you think. Tell him if others liked your clothing at work or out somewhere. Tell her if you saw someone checking her out in a store, etc. There will be a wonderful new part of your lives that will be opened up by this type of sharing.

• Women should attempt to wear lingerie that is somewhat pleasing to their husbands. High cut granny underwear may be comfortable, but certainly does nothing to attract most men. Ask your husband what looks good to him. Wearing PJ's to bed is nice sometimes on those cold nights, but not every night. You don't have to dress like a Victoria Secret model every night, but you it will certainly make you feel like a sexier woman if you regularly wear hotter lingerie.

• There is so much fun that you can have when you start to share ideas on her clothing. You don't have to spend tons of money either. Most department stores have a variety of price ranges on some really nice clothing.

Start slow and make gradual improvements and you will both enjoy the fact that she is looking hotter and hotter all the time.
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Advantages of Marriage and Excitement of Dating!

One might ask "Why bother getting married if you are going to spend time with other men too?" That is a good question, however, it is a very limited way to look at marriage or a long term, committed relationship.
Some women get married without having ever been intimate with another man, others have... as they say, "played the field"... In either case, Hotwifing could be a good fit. Wouldn't it be fun to feel the thrill of dating again?
When a woman and man marry, it is a multifaceted union that covers anything from their initial attraction, to raising and supporting a family together... Not to mention the spiritual and social aspects of the marriage. When a man really wants his wife to enjoy other men, it is a great opportunity for her to experience the best aspects of both the married and single worlds.
One thing that gets brought up a lot in relationship discussions and counseling is that "marriage isn't just about the intimate times"... However, if that is correct, why do so many marriages break up when an extramarital affair is discovered, even if it is not a serious encounter? On one hand we have the intimate part being portrayed as only one slice of a marriage, and on the other hand, it appears to have paramount significance.
For many years people have been incorrectly portraying the concept of infidelity, by pinning it mostly on the passionate moment. It is actually the deception and lack of trust that causes a feeling of betrayal, and not just the physical and emotional act of an affair.
Although intimacy is an important part of marriage, having someone to trust, share, and grow old with is the real foundation. And although there is nothing wrong with staying single, the benefits of marriage can be great.
When a married woman chooses to spend time, or share intimacy with other men (with her husbands approval, help and blessing), it is only an addition to the other good things of the marriage, and doesn't violate or betray anyone's trust.
Hotwifing is based on couples that are very committed to each other. Honesty, trust and communication get better in most Hotwifing situations. In addition, the thrill of her enjoying freedom to spend time with other men is something he wants to deeply share with his hot wife.
So, if you are married and you add Hotwifing to your bag of tricks, you will enjoy the advantages of marriage, and the wonderful excitement you felt when you were dating!
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Potential Benefits of Hotwifing

Hotwifing can have many benefits for a couple. It is among one of the top male fantasies, and is often the answer to many women's hidden or undiscovered desires.
Although this is not a complete list of potential Hotwifing relationship benefits, it should provide a good sample.

• Fulfillment of lifelong fantasies for one or both in the couple.
• Freedom for a wife to enjoy the company of the opposite sex.
• The man is freed up from most feelings of jealousy.
• Couples share in many more activities together.
• Increased communication and trust.
• Increased faithfulness and reduced thoughts of infidelity.
• Husband feels he has the hottest woman in the world.
• Women gain confidence and freedom to express themselves.
• Women realize their full potential for intimacy and fantasy.
• Intimacy is improved and intimate knowledge is gained.
• Variety and new excitement is enjoyed by the couple.
• Physical satisfaction is better attained.
• Husband's increased interest in his wife's clothing and looks.
• Husband tends to want to please his wife more in all things.
• Closer friendships can develop.
• A wife's wardrobe increases and improves.
• Men are very satisfied with their wives' enjoyment.
• Married women can go out on dates and husbands love it.
• Husbands can become more romantic and caring.

Although there are many potential benefits, couples should have a good relationship prior to starting any type of Hotwifing relationship. A couple should completely understand each other and set ground rules, before any real encounters are attempted.
The negative aspects of Hotwifing are usually due to societal and religious misconceptions, often causing guilt, angst, or other negative feelings. A lack of communication can also cause problems in a Hotwifing relationship. These things can be overcome, but talking about them is crucial.
The advantages of Hotwifing are really greater than the average person would think. These potential benefits listed here should give a couple a good idea of how Hotwifing can be of great value to their relationship.
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Fetish, Fantasy, or Fact of Lifestyle?

As we research the concept of Hotwifing, we run into all kinds of websites, blogs, articles and forums. It appears that Hotwifing can take on a bunch of different meanings, depending upon who you ask or reference.
We'll take a look at how Hotwifing is viewed in three different ways. Each one not really wrong within itself, however, our concern is a realistic approach to the subject.

Fetish?

It isn't necessarily wrong to look at Hotwifing from the standpoint of "it being a fetish", however, when we do this... hotwives, their husbands, and their lovers, tend to be viewed as though they are virtual deviants of "normal" society... practicing some type of illicit, underground behavior. Some may like that outlook, but it does little for those who are driven to share their relationship for more mainstream reasons.
It is not surprising that some fetish communities would include wife sharing as a part of their focus, as it is a concept that is not practiced in the open by many people. Even most Hotwifing couples that consider themselves more mainstream, remain discreet in their wife sharing practices.
If you choose to look at Hotwifing simply as a fetish, you are not wrong; however, you will be missing out on the reality of how common a thought Hotwifing is with many couples.

Fantasy?

Is Hotwife Sharing simply a fantasy that we can only imagine, and never achieve in reality?
Hotwifing is truly a fantastic thought for those who desire it, so yes it is a fantasy!... however many don't pursue their fantasies, especially when they believe they are unattainable. It is unfortunate that there are a lot fewer organizations portraying Hotwifing in a realistic way, than the many who display it as mostly fantasy. This has skewed the information field considerably.
There is nothing wrong with fantasy in any walk of life! People often fantasize about being rock stars, movie stars, baseball players, models, or dancers. Some fantasies can be achieved with dedication, and others are more dreams that are long-shots at best.
Hotwifing has unfortunately, for the most part been portrayed as a fantasy that is only pursued by the most daring of swingers... which is why it is a subject that is much more difficult for the average couple to approach.

Fact of Lifestyle?

When we use the term "Lifestyle", we are not referring necessarily to a "Hotwifing Lifestyle", but rather to Hotwifing being a subcategory within a "Committed Relationship Lifestyle"... or "Married Lifestyle".
For many couples, Hotwifing is something that one or both have desired throughout their entire relationship. Others think about it later in their lives together. While Hotwifing isn't for everyone, it is something that can realistically be done by everyone, if they so desire.
We would be lying to say that Hotwifing is a normal everyday occurrence in most relationships, however, it is one of the biggest fantasies that many men have, as well as the many committed women that enjoy variety and surprise in their love lives.

Conclusion!

Bridging the gaps between fetish, fantasy, and Hotwifing being a real possible addition to a relationship, is where our focus should be. There's nothing wrong with having fetishes, as many do. Fantasies can be normal and healthy as well. However, the worst thing would be limiting the real possibility of our subject matter to being strictly a fetish or a fantasy... when there is practicing proof that Hotwifing works positively in many relationships.
Hotwifing isn't for everyone, but it can be approached in an intellectual and realistic way by those who choose.
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The Perfect Gift for a Man!

Whether it is Christmas, Birthdays, Anniversaries, Valentines Day, etc... one of the biggest complaints you hear is that "my husband has everything he wants!... I don't know what to get him anymore?"
It is normally a very common concern, but from a hotwife husband's (or wannabe hotwife husband's) perspective, it could potentially be an opportunity to give the best gift a woman could ever offer, or that a man could suggest for himself.
Imagine a husband saying to his wife, something like "what I'd really like for a gift is to just to go out to the store and shop with you for some really nice clothing."..."But the only catch is that you have to let me pick out all the clothes, from underwear to accessories. As long as the husband is willing to sacrifice other gifts... as a couple you are saving money on a big gift for him, and that money is used to buy her clothes. Really a gift for you both, but it is for him.
I'm sure this has piqued our reader's interest now! It isn't so far fetched a thing to do, and it is a great way for a couple to really share in a great, fun gift that they can both enjoy!
Husbands can decide ahead of time, which stores to shop in, and set any limits that you both agree upon. He could buy her clothes that are somewhat hot, yet can also be worn daily by her... not just sexy lingerie, but that can be part of it.
The other part of the gift to him... is that she must wear the clothing in public within a week or two after you purchase them. If they are decided upon as work clothes, she must wear them to work, however if they are deemed ahead of time as "going out" clothes, then you must go out in them.
You should photograph her in the clothing and mark down the exact outfit, so it doesn't get separated into various mix and match outfits. Not that the clothing items can't be used separate, but you will want to document the whole outfit or the various outfits... so they can be re-worn the same way you planned originally.
It's going to take some guts for a husband to offer this as his main gift from her to him... but that's really the way this will have the best effect.
Now go and tell her what you want!
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A Comfortable Cuckold
I was killing time just pacing around a store when my fiance finally called.  “Come over…now.”
Everything okay?
Yeah, he wants to talk to you.
Huh, did you….
No.  Just come over.  Now, please.  And, she hung up.
I started thinking what could have happened?  Why does he want to talk to me?  I called back Mary’s cell, but she didn’t answer.  Went to voice mail.  I starting thinking back a couple of hours before.
We woke up earlier knowing today was going to be strange.  The landlord of our condo wanted to meet with us personally to make arrangements presumably to move out.  We were 2 and half months behind in rent, not to mention behind on the electric bill (we were making payments), and just had one of our cars repo’d.  The year before I got promoted, and my fiance quit waitressing.  A few months ago, my base salary dropped and was supposed to be increased by a new commission structure that didn’t quite work out.  Then I got laid off.
The landlord was always nice to us.  He was especially kind to Mary.  He let us use our deposit to pay a month’s rent.  He let us use the last month’s rent to pay for a month’s rent.  He even let us slide with half a month’s rent.  But, we got stuck catching up, and figured we would probably get evicted soon.
It was Mary’s idea to see if she could persuade Ernie for more time.  She said she would dress a “little slutty” and come on to him a little.  I said, “Yeah, right.  No way.”  She said, “What else are we going to do?  I’m not going to sleep with him.  Just flirt a little.  He likes me.”
I said, “Not enough to pay the rent.  Let’s see if he can extend us a month, and we can use out tax refund to get ahead.”  She said, “We can try that.  Trust me.  Let’s pick out something sexy for me to wear.”

Blowing Cuckold Kisses

With that, I helped my fiance get her outfit together.  She picked a tight mini-skirt that was more like a big belt on her.  It showed off more of her ass than it covered.  She has long legs, but this skirt made her legs seems like they went on forever.  You could see her tiny black thong panties whenever she reached for something.  She painted her toenails & fingernails bright red, and slipped into a pair of impossible black high heels.  The top she chose was a basic white t-shirt a couple of sizes to small for her that accented her b-cup size chest.  Her boobs aren’t the biggest, but they looked like they were a good size in that shirt.  A few spritzes of perfume, some lotion over her legs, and she was looking way hot.
She answered the door.  When he came in, and you could tell he was pleased.  We sat down, exchanged some small talk, and then he started in by saying that he couldn’t justify keeping us on a lease.  I told him about the tax refund we were anticipating, and he pointed out that would still not get us to a break even point.  He said if we couldn’t get current and give him a check that he would have to serve us and get the eviction process started.  I started to respond and my fiance put her hand on my arm and asked if I would go get some cigarettes.  I was thinking what the hell since we don’t smoke.  She looked at my eyes and it was like a message for me to leave.  I excused myself, got the keys & drove to the store where I got her call.
When I got to the condo, she was sitting with her legs crossed on the recliner, and you could see a lot of her thighs and legs the way she was sitting.  He was sitting on the loveseat with his hands on his lap.  He patted the seat next to him.  “Your girlfriend says that she would give me a blowjob to get things to work out.”  I shot a quick glance her way, and she pouted a little and shot me a dirty, mean look.  He said, “I don’t ordinarily make arrangements like that, but, I might consider it with you guys.”
I said, “Wait a sec…”
He cut me off, “Hear me out.  Hear me out.  I realize you need a little push forward.  A little help.  I can help you.  Thing is, I won’t do anything without your permission.”  He paused and looked at her and then looked at me.  My fiance was staring down as her feet twirled one of her high heels.  My mind was swirling.  I was thinking wouldn’t it have been better if they just did it and never told me?  Before I could say anything, Mary spoke up.
“Look, baby, it’s no big deal.  We really need this.  I am not moving back home to your mom’s.  This is it.  Don’t mess this up.”  Her eyes and expression reminded me of a wounded animal.  She was pissed and scared at the same time.  I was getting ready to shake my head no, and she reiterated, “It’s nothing.  It means nothing.”  I solemnly nodded yes, and then got up to walk out.
Ernie said, “Now hold on.  You need to be here.  I don’t need some sexual harassment thing or whatever coming back at me.”  I said, “No way.  Just do it.”  As I started to open the door to leave, he said, “Fine.  No deal.”  I stopped, and he stood up to leave.  My fiance jumped up and walked over to him, put her hands on his shoulders, and said, “Hang on.  He’ll stay.”  I closed the door as she dropped to her knees.
I walked over to the recliner, and he motioned for me to sit on the loveseat.  I could see my fiance’s skirt hiked up showing her skinny ass barely covered by her thong floss panties.  She was kissing his crotch through his pants, and you could see his hardness.  He had one of his hands reached out on top of the sofa  and the other stroking Mary’s blonde hair.  She started unfastening his belt and pants as he stepped out of his shoes.
For someone doing as well as he was, it was funny to see that he was wearing basic white briefs.  My wife started kissing and putting her mouth over him through his underwear.  She tugged his underwear down to his ankles and when she looked up there was a fat penis dangling near her face.  His dick was really dark compared to his skin.  It looked almost reddish, black in contrast to his skin.  It was really thick and had nasty veins all over it, and he wasn’t fully hard yet.

Looking Innocent

My fiance went straight for his balls.  They were fairly large, one hanging a lot lower than the other.  She started licking his nuts from the bottom almost near his asshole.  The more she licked, nibbled, and sucked, the tighter his balls constricted.  I noticed string of precum drip that went from the tip of his dick into my fiance’s hair.  He liked the things she was doing to his penis.

After a minute of ball licking, she traced her tongue from the base of his balls all the way up his shaft and to the top of his dick.  His dick had gotten much larger and thicker.  I think it was close to my size, but it was definitely darker and probably a lot wider.  When she got to the head of his penis, she started darting her tongue all around the tip.  Then with one hand cupping his balls, she abruptly jammed his dick in her mouth and held it there as she was swirling her tongue around it.  He took his hand out of her hair and then covered his eyes with both of his hands and groaned.  She put her other hand on the shaft and started working his shaft while her head was bobbing up and down.  Almost immediately, he shot his load in her mouth without any warning.
She pushed his dick forward and turned her head to the side toward me.  She started grinning as his cum poured of her mouth and dangled on her lips.  She was wiping it off  while holding onto his inner thigh.  His dick shot a couple of spurts of cum on the back of her shirt and hair as he asked her if she was okay.  She laughed a little and said, “You’ve got to warn me next time.”  Next time, I thought.  He was apologizing profusely, and said, “I am so sorry.  I will.”
He pulled his pants on and sat back down next to me.  He asked, “We cool?”  I sheepishly said, “Yeah.”  He said, “Okay then.  I’ll get you two current, but this for time only.  I suppose if we need to, we can talk about future arrangements.”  He glanced at my fiance who went to the kitchen and was rinsing her mouth in the sink.  “Although if there is a next time, it’s probably going to take a little more convincing.”  We both knew what he meant.  I walked him to the door, closed it, and then looked at Mary.  We were both a little speechless and confused.  Should I be mad at her or myself?  Should she be mad at me?  How weird was this going to make it on us?
Mary walked over to me and pushed me down on the loveseat.  “Did you like watching me suck his dick?”  I had no idea what she wanted me to say.  I didn’t know how to answer.  “You think I’m a slut now?”  She unzipped my shorts, pulled my boxers down, and then started to give me the second blowjob she gave that day.  And, it was amazing.  She even let me cum in her mouth.  I followed her into the kitchen where she was rinsing her mouth clean from yet another blowjob.  I said, “I’m more worried about you than me.  Are you okay with it.”  She looked up at me and said, “It was nothing.  It’s not like I haven’t done that before to other guys before I met you, and it didn’t mean anything then.  Just casual.  Besides, I am not going back to waitressing.”  If she was okay with it, then I decided to put away my pride and be okay with it.  We were desperate, and it actually helped us.
Then came the next month.  We could have made the rent payment, but then we would be screwed with other payments.  I got a part time job back at my old job, and while it helped, it wasn’t enough to get us out of the hole.  Two weeks late on rent, Ernie was back at our condo.  This time we both kind of figured sex would be on the table.  And, that is exactly what Ernie wanted.  We went to our bedroom, and Ernie pulled out a little video recorder.  He said he needed to keep it for ‘protection’.  He asked Mary if she was willing, and what she wanted.  She looked at him quizzically and asked what?  He said, “I need you to want to do this willingly.  What do you want to do?”   She nodded, “I want to suck your dick, Ernie.”  He said, “What else?”  She paused, “I want us to fuck.”  Then he turned the camera on me.  “What about you?  You okay with this.”  I looked at the camera and said fine.  Before I could tell him that he wasn’t going to film anything, he put the camera in his pocket, and then reached for my fiance’s panties.
He had her doggie style with her high heels off, her panties at her ankles, and her skirt hiked up over her waist.  In a couple of seconds, Mary grimaced as he inserted his thick penis inside her.  He was a lot more rough than I thought he was going to be.  She was gripping the bedsheets as he pounded her.  With each savage thrust, he groaned and she gasped.  I kind of averted my direct gaze, but I was still watching them.  As he started getting faster, he asked her, “You want me to pull out?”  She turned toward him and said, “I’m on the pill.”  He reached under and grabbed both of her small titties, and then started fucking her like a jackrabbit until he started cumming.  Then he stopped and pushed deep inside of her and stopped pumping.  His balls were constricting a little as he shot load after load into her young womb.  Even after he was done cumming, he stayed inside her for a few seconds.  Then he rolled off onto my side of the bed and she dropped her chest down keeping her ass still in the air.  I saw some of his cum drip out to the opening of her vagina and form a small cum puddle there.  A little dripped out on her inner thighs, but the puddle stayed right at the center of her pussy lips.
Then she got up and went to the bathroom.  He said a couple of wow’s and damn’s as he was getting his pants back on.  He yelled goodbye to her, and said thanks to me.  He gave me an envelope which I quickly folded and put into my pockets.  Then he left.
She asked from the bathroom, “Is he gone?”  I said yeah.  She came out wearing only her top and climbed back into bed.  “Come here, baby.  Your turn.”  I said, “Let’s shower.”  She said, “You think I’m dirty?”  I said, “No.  Not like that.  But, you probably should clean up a little down there.”  She said, “Are you saying you have a problem with this?”  I sensed she was getting agitated and was trying to establish control or something.  I said, “No.  No.  Let’s do it.”  She smiled at me, and then got up and started undoing my pants.
She noticed a little wetness in my boxers and said, “Does it turn you on, baby?  Seeing me like that?”  Again, I didn’t know what to answer.  “You turn me on no matter what you do.”  That was obviously the right answer, because she started sucking me.  I was in heaven, then she started shifting into the 69 position.  I was almost in shock.  Her just-fucked pussy was right over my face.  I could see some of her pubic hair still matted with cum.  And, the smell of their sex.  I could smell his cum mixed in with her scent.  It was so gross.  Then, she started sucking the hell of me.  It was like her mouth was a vacuum cleaner.  Any resistance I had was gone.  She planted her wet pussy right on my mouth, and I started licking her.
I gagged a few times, but her thighs were locked on my head, so I really had no where to turn.  I would have had to push her away to get some air, and I think that is what she was testing me on.  She was making me sacrifice just like she did.  I forced myself to relax and enjoy the blowjob even though I was lapping up after another man’s sex.  Just as I was getting somewhat used to licking her after she was just creampied, she forced out a little dollop of his cum right onto my lips and mouth.  When I tried turning away, she squeezed her thighs even harder on my face, and she started sucking me even hard.  I came at the same time I swallowed his sperm.
My chest was heaving and I was gasping for air as she stayed on top of me licking my shaft and massaging my balls.  Her pussy was wet and a little stuffy on my face, but I dared not move until she was ready.  A couple of minutes later, she rolled off me, and then kissed me on the lips.  She had a devious little smile on her face, and that was when I knew we were going to be okay.  She knew what she was doing, and I passed her silly test.  Barely….
That’s how things worked out.  Every month, Ernie would show up.  The routine was usually a blowjob on the couch, then sex in our bedroom.  After he left, my wife would ‘creampie 69′ me.  She said it was a nice way for me to ‘share’ the experience, and Ernie always left her pussy a little sore and puffy and me licking her made it feel better.  Our sex life was amazing.  We actually got emotionally closer.  She didn’t have to get a job.  We didn’t have to move back to my parent’s house.  So what if my fiance had to replace my dick with another man’s to make things work out.  I was okay with it.  I didn’t even mind the creampie blowjobs anymore.  I got used to it.
Then almost a year into our relationship, we got a call from Ernie.  He didn’t want to talk to Mary, just me.  He said, “Hey Johnny, I’ll get straight to the point.  I have a friend who would like to get to know Mary.”  I said, “Okay.  Spell it out for me.”  He said, “My friend would like to experience Mary, and he would compensate you.  You would get your rent paid & an extra $500 for consulting work.”  I said, “What do you mean consulting?”  He said, “It’s nothing.  Just be there when he and Mary work out the details.”  I said, “What do you mean details?”  He said, “Not details.  The same as our arrangement.  You just need to be in the room during their date.  That’s the consulting.  Think about it, and get back to me.  No rush.”

Doggie Style Cuckoldress Cutie

I hung up the phone.  “What did he want?”  I said, “Well, I don’t think it’s something that we’d be interested in.”  I had already decided against it.  We were doing fine.  No reason to get Mary upset.  She said, “Tell me.  Does he want to stop seeing me?”  I said, “Oh no, it’s nothing like that.”  She started getting a little irritated with me, “Then what?”  I figured I would tell her.  “Ernie has a friend who wants to see you like the way Ernie sees you.”  She said, “You mean, his friend wants to fuck me?  How much?  The rent money?”  I said, “Yeah.  And, he wants to throw in an extra $500 on top of that.  I told him I would think about it, but we don’t really need this, you know?”  She asked, “Is his friend cute?”  I said, “What?  You aren’t really considering this.”  She said, “Yeah.  Why not?  It’s easy money.”  I asked, “Seriously?  You would do this?  You know, we don’t have to…”  She said, “I know.  It’s no biggie.  If he’s ugly, he has to use a condom.”  She tossed me the phone, “Call Ernie.”
“Hey Ernie, Mary might be interested.  She wants to know if he’s cute.”
“He plays tennis weekly.  He’s married to a cute little Asian girl.  He’s nice enough, I guess.  What do you want me to say?  I’m not gay.”  Ernie chuckled a little as I was relaying it to Mary.  Mary simply nodded yes.
I said, “Mary says okay.”
Ernie said, “Fine.  I’ll tell him next Saturday after I see Mary on Friday of course.”  He chuckled again, and I nervously laughed with him.  We both hung up.
As Ernie was leaving that Friday, he handed me a check for $500 in consulting fees and another envelope with the name ‘Stan’ on it.  There was $500 in cash in that one.  He said that his friend, Stan, might ask for a few things different and to go along with it.  I asked for specifics, and Ernie said he didn’t know any.  I was thinking anal sex.  I didn’t know what.
We had Mary looking super sexy and slutty for our Saturday night meeting.  Stan was a handsome man.  He was in his 40′s and looked really fit.  He introduced himself, “Call me Stan.  You must be Mary.  Wow, you are gorgeous.”  They hugged for a little longer than was comfortable, and then we shook hands.  He took charge right away, “I assume Ernest has taken care of everything?”  I nodded yes.  “Okay then.  Where’s the bedroom?”  He took Mary’s hand, and she led him to our bed.
He looked at me and said, “Okay you little faggot.  Take her clothes off for me.”
I looked at Mary and thought about calling this off.  Mary smiled at me, and then walked to me.  She whispered, “It’s okay.  Take off my dress.”  I unzipped her dress and it fell to he ankles.  He smiled approvingly at Mary’s curvy body.  “Take off her bra.  Leave the panties on.”  I did what he said.  Mary covered her small boobs with her hands.  “Move your hands baby.”  She obeyed.  “Nice puffy little titties.  Those are nice.”  Take her shoes off, he barked at me.  I knelt down and unfastened the straps of her high heels, and she stepped out of them.
“Come here darling.”  She walked to him.  He hugged her again.  She moved up to kiss him, and he pushed her head away.  “No kissing, darling.”  He rubbed her lower back up to the tops of her thong panties.  “Rub me back.”  She did.  They did that for at least five minutes.  It was weird.  They were just embracing and hugging. He said, “Get on the bed, sweetie. On your hands and knees please.”
Mary got on the bed, and started working her thong panties off. “Not yet. Keep them on.” He then instructed me, “Get behind her, and don’t touch her. Sniff her panties.” I turned to look back at him, and then he firmly told me, “Do it now, or the whole thing’s off.” I wanted to smack the shit of this guy, but swallowed my pride and started doing what he said. “Okay, get her ready for me. Take her panties off.” I did. “Give them to me.” I reached out and handed them to him. He pressed them to his face, and said, “Okay sweetheart, roll over on your back.” Mary rolled over and had her hands covering her pussy and her legs closed tight. “You have pretty feet,” he told her.
“Now spread her legs open by her ankles.” I reached for her legs, and he said, “No. Sit over her & spread her legs, dumbshit.  Present her to me.” My ears were feeling hot and red. I did what he said though. He slipped off his pants revealing that he wasn’t wearing any underwear. He got between my wife’s legs and then started rubbing his limp dick along her inner thighs and vaginal lips.  As he was grooving her pussy his dick started getting harder.  My fiance had her eyes closed.  I had my head bowed a little.  Both he and I were watching his dick rub her labia.  The harder his dick got, the more upwards it started bending.
Then he shocked me.  “Darling hold your thighs open.”  She reached around her legs and grabbed her calves and opened her legs wider.  He said, “Very nice.”  He looked at me and said, “Okay, faggot, spread her pussy and guide my dick into her.”  I was a little confused.  I spread her labia with two of my fingers, and waited for him to penetrate Mary.
“Read my lips, dumbass.  Spread her pussy, grab my cock, and put it inside her.  Now.”
Mary whispered to me, “Go ahead.”
So, for the first time in my life, I touched another man’s dick.  Even more shameful than that, I put it inside my Mary.  He motioned for me to get off the bed.  Then he started wildly fucking Mary.  He was rough right from the start.  Mid way through he grabbed her legs, pushed them together, and lifted them straight up into the air.  He jammed some of her toes in his mouth and started sucking on her feet while he pounded her.  Every now and then he’d take her toes out of his mouth and rub his face all over her soles, and then he’d go right back to sucking her toes and licking her feet.
After around ten minutes of fucking her like that, he lifted her legs over his shoulders and kind of squatted over her.  She was bent backwards, and all I could see were her feet in the air near his head and his cock slamming into her pussy as he hunched over her.  When he came, he started slowing his thrusts down, but pounding his dick even more forcefully into her.  He grunted a few times as he shot load after load inside Mary.  As soon as he was done, he pulled his dick out but kept her legs over his shoulders as he was still squatting over her.  Sperm started pouring out of her pussy and into her ass crack.

Naked Cuckoldress

When he caught his breath, he kissed Mary on the legs and feet and stepped off the bed.  Mary lay there with a blanket over her face and her legs still spread crudely open.  He patted me on the shoulder and said, “She’s all yours, pal.  You’re a lucky guy.”  He pulled on his pants and left an envelope on the chair by the bed as he was leaving.
I sat down beside Mary.  She said, “Is he gone?”  I said, “Yeah.”  Mary pushed the sheet off of her face and said, “That was the most fucking weirdest asshole ever.”  I said, “I know.  Makes Ernie look like a saint.  He left an envelope.”  Mary sat up and crossed her legs.  “What’s in it?”  I opened it, and there was another $500 in cash.  I handed the cash to Mary, “At least he’s a generous asshole.”  She laughed a little and said, let me get cleaned up.  I got ready to get into a 69 position with her, and she said, “No, silly, I mean a shower.  Unless you want that.”  She smiled at me.  I thought to myself I better follow through now.  So, I reached for her legs, and flipped myself under her into a 69 position.  I started licking her and was thinking to myself that I was really getting used to this.  I was past gagging or dry heaving when I licked my fiance’s freshly fucked pussy.  She started really stroking me as she was blowing me.  Right when I started to cum, she pushed my dick out of her mouth and then started to grind her pussy into my face.  I came all over my stomach.
The next time Ernie called, he said Stan was really happy with the last experience and wanted to meet again.  Ernie said Stan wanted to book an hour session and wanted to increase the ‘contracting fees’.  I checked with Mary and she said, “Hell yeah.”  The next day we got a delivery of a some lingerie, bikinis, and a gift card to a lingerie store in the mall.  Mary was almost skipping out the door to go on a little shopping spree.
Ernie stopped by and handed me an envelope stuffed with cash.  He smiled at me and said, “This should keep her happy.”  I replied, “Yep.  Thanks, Ernie.”  He asked, “Where’s Mary?”  I told him at the mall.  We were almost done chatting when I saw Mary pull with a bunch of shopping bags in tow.
She said, “Hey Ernie.  Come on in and have a drink.”  Ernie said, “Sure.”  Once we were seated, Mary said, “You know, Ernie, I just wanted to thank you for helping us out.”  I tapped her on the arm and handed her the envelope from Stan.  Without opening it, she glanced at the edges and saw the cash, and smiled a little contented smile.  She said, “I really want to thank you Ernie.”  She giggled, and then got between his legs.  After she helped him off with his pants and boxers, she immediately started sucking and licking his balls.  After about a minute, she looked up at him from between his legs and while occasionally kissing his shaft and balls asked him, “Where do you want to cum, Ernie?”  Ernie asked, “What do you mean?”  Mary sucked on one of his balls then asked, “You want to cum on my tits?”  Then she licked from his balls to the tip of his dick and said, “How about my mouth?  You want to cum in my mouth?”  She then deep throated Ernie’s dick and held it down her throat for a couple of seconds and then said, “Do you want to cum in my pussy?  My face?  Tell me where Ernie.”  Then she started sucking him while stroking him.
Ernie groaned and said, “I want to cum in your mouth, baby.”  She looked into his eyes for a couple of seconds, and then started working his dick with her mouth and tongue.  Every now and then she would slip his cock out of her mouth and rub it over her face.  After a few minutes Ernie said, “I’m going to cum.  I’m cumming now.”  Mary stopped bobbing her head on his dick and started slowly stroking his cock while still sucking on his dick.  He pressed her head down into his crotch with one of his hands.  His legs were quivering and he was leaning back into the couch holding his breath.
When he was done cumming, he let up on Mary’s head.  She lifted her head up, and took a couple of seconds to get ready to swallow his cum.  She kissed him on the dick once, and asked, “How was that, Ernie?  You like that?”  Ernie didn’t have to say a word.  He just chuckled a little and smiled at Mary.  She excused herself and then went to the bathroom.  Ernie took a few seconds and then put his pants back on.  He walked over to me and shook my hand and then left.
Things started off a little nicer the second time around with Stan.  He stopped calling me faggot,  but he made sure I knew he was the alpha male and in charge.  Mary dressed up in a neon green micro bikini that was probably a couple sizes too small.  It barely covered anything on her.  She wasn’t wearing shoes, and Stan seemed a little displeased.  He told me, “Get her some heels.  Some tall high heels.  And while you’re there put this on.”  He tossed me a sealed bag.  It was a cheap athletic supporter.  He said, “That’s all I want you to wear tonight, ok?”  I paused and without thinking said, “You’re kidding me.”
Stan shot the meanest glare at me and said, “I won’t ask a second time.  Don’t push me.”  Mary looked at me and was motioning me into our bedroom.  I nodded and went to change and retrieve her high heels.  I took off my clothes and got into the jock strap.  At least it was new I thought.  I got some stiletto heels for Mary and started heading back into the living room when I saw myself in the mirror.  I looked retarded walking with my ass hanging out of a stupid jock strap.
When I walked into the living room, they were hugging again.  Only this time, Mary wasn’t wearing any bottoms.  All she had on was her bikini top.  She was rubbing his back, and he was reaching down and massaging her ass and lower back.  He said, “Help her with those heels.”  I knelt down and started putting on Mary’s high heels.  She finally caught a glance at me, and she started laughing.  She covered her mouth, but she couldn’t stop giggling.  I helped her with the high heel straps and tried not to acknowledge them laughing at me.
When I finally got her heels on, Mary and Stan walked into the bedroom together.  I followed right behind them.  Stan said, “Take off her shoes, will you?”  I shook my head and then bent down and took off her heels.  “Present her to me please,” Stan said to me.  I did like last time and held Mary’s legs open for him by holding her ankles apart.  He took off his pants and knelt down in front of the bed.  He started licking Mary’s crotch while he was rubbing himself.  He got down lower and it looked like he was rimming Mary.  Then he got between her legs and started rubbing his dick all over her vagina, labia, and inner thighs.  Without him asking, Mary started rubbing the soles of her feet on his face.  That got him hard instantly.  While she was rubbing her feet in his mouth and over his face, she reached down and took his penis in her hand.  She rubbed it across her pubic area and her thighs and started moaning softly.  That was it for Stan.  He blew a massive load all over her pubic hair and outer labia.  Mary was absolutely coated with his man spunk.  He stood between her legs rubbing his cum all over her pussy and thighs.
After a minute he asked for her panties.  He swabbed her panties all around her thighs, pubic area, and vaginal lips.  “I’m going to keep these if you don’t mind.”  Without looking at him,  Mary said, “Sure.”  He hugged her legs with his face pressed into her feet for almost five minutes.  Then, he got dressed and left us with another envelope.  That made it $1,000 plus another $200 in gift cards.  After seeing all the cash, Mary had a huge grin on her face.  She kissed me, and then jumped in the shower.
Now, Mary has a stable of six  “friends”.  She doesn’t like to call them customers or clients. She says she’s not a whore.  She just needs a little extra spending cash every now and then.  I kept my job to keep things legit, and keep us with health insurance benefits.  It’s just funny that Mary makes more for five hours work in a week than I make in the entire month.  We get to travel more.  We finally bought our own house.  We even started to actually save a ton of money.
The only thing going against the whole situation is my wife-to-be has to sleep with several other men on a weekly basis.  It’s certainly a little humiliating that I can’t provide for the both of us, and she needs to let other men use her body.  But, Mary is happier than ever.  I think she likes being the center of attention and having that kind of control over men to where they will spend obscene amounts of cash to be with her.
So, to close this cuckold blog post, I’ve dressed my wife in slutty, provocative attire to get her ready for other men.  I’ve eaten another man’s creampie from my fiance’s vagina.  I’ve physically inserted another man’s penis into my girl’s pussy.  I’ve watched men fuck Mary’s breasts, her mouth, her pussy, and her ass.   I’ve seen Mary orgasm from another man’s tongue many times, and I am okay with it all.  I am comfortable being cuckolded by the woman I truly love.

The Happy Cuckold Story

The Happy Cuckold Story

My wife called me at work and said she had a incredibly sexy surprise for me and to come home for lunch.  I don’t usually head home for lunch because by the time I get there, I only have about 20 or 30 minutes before I have to head back to work.  This time, though, I figured that a blowjob was worth it. I called my wife on the way.  She sounded so horny.
When I got home I kicked off my shoes, took off my shirt, and stripped down to my boxers.  I raced down the hallway and burst into the bedroom and then got the surprise of my life.  My wife was naked on her back with her legs spread wide with another man’s face plastered between her thighs.  He was going down on her, and all she could do to maintain her composure was to grip a handful of bedsheets.
After a couple of minutes, they finally noticed me standing at the entrance slack-jawed and in shock.  My wife said, “Oh honey, you got here fast.  I want you to meet James.”  James lifted his head up from between her legs and sheepishly said, “Hey dude.”  He went right back to eating my wife out.  My wife started whimpering again.  Within about five more minutes, she started bucking her hips into his face while groaning.  Her body was tense and stiff for about a minute straight, until she released her death grip on the sheets and stopped arching her back.  I can’t ever remember my wife having an orgasm like that from my tongue.
James grinned at her and then looked at me, “You can join in if you want.”  I was thinking, that’s nice, another man is inviting me to have sex with MY wife.  I walked a little closer to the bed and just stood there.  James got up on his knees and positioned himself between my wife’s legs.  He started rubbing his penis all around my wife’s thighs, labia, and pubic area.  He was like a dog marking his territory.
My wife leaned up to kiss him, and they started making out passionately.  I could see her tiny hands gripped around his cock while slowly stroking it.  I couldn’t get a good look at his dick, but it seemed a little on the large side.  After a few minutes of making out, James commented that my wife was making his cock leak.  Sure enough, clear precum was oozing out of his dick and sticking to my wife’s belly.
He sat back up on his knees and went back to tracing his cock between my wife’s legs.  I finally got a good look at this guy’s penis.  It was engorged, chubby thick, and definitely way above average in length.  I couldn’t fully appreciate just how big it was until he laid it down on my wife’s abdomen.  It stretched out from the top of her pussy all the way to her belly button.  When he adjusted himself, his balls poked out from between her legs and they were absolutely enormous.  They were like two oversized Grade A Jumbo eggs.
I instantly thought this guy is a stud built to impregnate women.  Once he got around to penetrating my wife, his dick would have to be pushed up about as deep into her womb as a dick could get.  The fatness and thickness of his cock would ensure that not a drop of cum leaked out of her.  And his monstrous testicles would no doubt produce loads of fertilizing cum.  I just prayed my wife had the good sense to have him use a condom.  She didn’t.
When he started rubbing the head of his penis down the center of her labia, it was like his dick was a white hot branding iron.  My wife was bucking her hips trying to get him to stuff his cock inside her.  When he pressed his dick at the entrance to her opening, her vagina looked way too small for him.  He gently pushed the head into her pussy.  She raised up and positioned her right hand on his abdomen to slow him down.  Even though he was packing a monstrous penis, he knew how to be gentle with a woman.
He was dominant, yet he allowed my wife to control the way his cock penetrated her vagina.  She was a ball of tension for about thirty seconds, but that tension quickly subsided when she realized this man knew how to enter a woman.  My wife was about to get laid by a master cocksman.
With his dick about a quarter of the way in my wife, James stopped pushing it in, and just focused on rubbing her thighs and legs down.  He massaged, rubbed, and kissed her legs everywhere.  As I was watching him work her calves and feet with his hands, my wife literally melted into the bedsheets.  The next time I glanced down between their legs, his cock was buried almost all the way in her.
He knelt in front of her motionless and allowed her to grind herself the rest of the way on his penis.  When she finally pushed his dick completely into her body, his face beamed from the pleasures my wife was giving to him.  They stayed connected like without moving for at least a couple of minutes.  He was letting my wife’s vagina fully adjust to accommodate his bulging cock.  All I could think of was his penis inside her pushing all the way to her cervix.  His dick must have been deep inside her vaginal walls and resting under her bellybutton.
I watched a few drops of his sweat fall on to my wife’s body.  I noticed her body glistening too.  They were already flaming hot with lust.  My wife gripped his strong arms and whispered to him that she was ready.  He slowly withdrew his shaft from her – almost slower than when he penetrated her.  Her labia gripped his penis as he pulled out of her.  He didn’t completely pull out.  He never let the thick mushroom head of his cock come out of her pussy.  He paused again to let her adjust.
Her legs were bent at the knees yet stayed somewhat stiff.  It was like she was doing her best to stay as still as she could while he worked his magic between her legs.  He pushed it back inside her a little faster this time, and even though her pink pussy lips were glued to his cock, you could tell it was starting to get easier for her to take him in.  He waited a couple of seconds to start sliding back out of her pussy.  This time he pulled out of her all the way and hovered his cock inches from her puffy labia.  A little string of precum kept them connected as they stared into each others eyes.
My wife was still open-legged and motionless as he pressed the head of his dick at her opening again.  This time he was a little more abrupt, and her hand shot straight up to his abdomen temporarily stopping his motion.  As he slowly pulled back up, there was thick white sticky goo about an inch from the base of his cock.  Neither one of them had orgasmed yet, so I was puzzled at seeing their sex juices already thick and gummy.
She said she was okay, and he started getting into a rhythm with his strokes plunging deeper into her.  I found myself stuffing my hand into my boxers to touch myself.  My dick was already rock hard and dripping with precum.  I mean the whole front of my boxers felt like it was cold and wet to the touch.  My dick was so hyper-sensitive that it hurt.  Even the fabric of my boxers seemed like sandpaper to me.  I let my dick slip out of the fly and into the bedroom air.
Meanwhile, James’ back was being squeezed by my wife’s serpentine legs as he settled into the missionary position with her.  Her bright red toenails and smooth white skin were in stark contrast to his strong muscular back.  I touched my penis again and this time wrapped my hand around it.  Before I could even really start masturbating, James shot me a quick glance and yelled at me to stop being a faggot and get my clothes back on.
I bowed my head a little and shuffled off back into the living room to get my pants back on.  I contemplated pleasuring myself, but I really didn’t want to miss what was going on in my bedroom and on my bed.  When I got back, my wife’s legs were on his forearms, and he was forcefully pounding on her pussy.  My wife was breathing really heavy with occasional whimpers, grunts, and light squeals.  I’d never heard her make noises like that before.  It was very primal like I imagined a caveman and cavewoman might have done eons ago.  He was quite the man’s man.  My wife was definitely his possession.
I positioned myself behind them at the foot of the bed.  I know they sensed I was watching, but they obviously didn’t seem to mind as long as I kept my dick in my pants.  I couldn’t get over how big is balls were, actually how big the skin around his balls was.  His scrotum reminded me of a bull’s testicles.  As he plunged into my wife his ball sac was yanked back and forth slapping my wife’s ass and thighs.
Without warning, my wife started something that sounded like caterwauling and moaning mixed in at the same time.  Her fingernails dug into his back for a moment, and then she dropped her hands down and grabbed the bedsheets.  Her orgasm triggered an animalistic response from James.  He yanked my wife’s legs up to his chest and then leaned over her.  When she turned her head left or right, she was looking at her own ankles.
He started rough fucking my wife to where she was pressing her fists into the bed at her sides.  Her face was splotchy red and almost grimacing in pain, but in a good way.  If someone walked in on them it might seem like he was raping her except for her occasional dirty talk asking him to fuck her harder.
His grunts and groans started sounded more deep and guttural.  His muscular legs started twitching.  I knew he was getting ready to cum.  Within seconds, he voiced it.  “Oh god, I’m going to cum. “  He didn’t really give my wife a choice of where he was going to cum.  My wife with her feet bobbing next to her head and her legs pinned to his shoulders had no choice but to accept his sperm, semen, cum, and whatever else was inside his enormous balls.
His balls started to suck up to the sides as he plunged deep into my wife’s vagina.  He stopped thrusting into her as he rested his penis balls-deep inside my wife.  The area between his balls and ass started to pulsate rapidly.  The violent pulsating action moved up to the base of penis.  He was inseminating his seed deep inside my wife’s womb.  All she could do was rub his forearms as he dumped load after load into her.
He held her like that for a couple of minutes as the pulses slowly subsided.  Even after he was done cumming inside my wife, he kept her with her legs splayed over his shoulders.  It was such a crude position for my wife to be in.  He waited there with his eyes closed.  My wife kept almost lovingly rubbing his arms and hands.
After a couple of minutes like that, he lowered himself onto her missionary style and rested with his dick still jammed inside of her.  He positioned his head next to her with his face in my pillow.  She kissed the side of his face and whispered into his ear that was the best she ever had.  Even after about five minutes of them positioned like that his cock was still hard and inside her.  I was starting to wonder when they would break their genital sex lock.
He only started to get up when she told him she needed to go pee.  As his dick pulled out of her, their thick white sex juices started oozing out of her puffy little vagina.  When he rolled over on his back, his dick was still impressive as it was losing its hardness.  My wife kissed his sex-covered penis and then made her way to the bathroom.
I immediately walked out of the bedroom and waited just outside the door.  They didn’t make too much noise for a few minutes until  I heard her jump back on the bed and start kissing him.  I peeked around the door and saw him sitting on the side of the bed.  My wife was kneeling between his legs and kissing his abdomen.  It didn’t take much to figure out she was going to suck his dick.  Her hands were wrapped around his back presumably massaging his lower back and ass.  She worked her way down to his inner thighs at which is dick started to twitch back to life.  In seconds, his cock was fully engorged and reddish brown.
She spent a considerable amount of time licking and nibbling his huge balls.  She hand one hand wrapped around his ball sac, and it looked kind of like she was milking his balls the way she caressed it back and forth.  Gradually, she licked and kissed her way to the head of his penis.  She toyed with the hole of cock with her tongue until it started spitting out precum.  She grinned up at James as she slowly lowered her mouth down onto his shaft.  She got it in half way and held it for a moment.  She quickly pulled his dick out of mouth and commented on how big it was.
She then wrapped one of her skinny hands around the base of his cock while the other hand cradled his large nuts.  She started working his dick with her mouth pausing every few strokes to vacuum suck the tip.  You could see by her cheeks that she was sucking incredibly hard and teasing the underside of his cock with her tongue.  The whole time he stared down at my wife sucking his cock.
After a couple of minutes, he held her head back and motioned for her to stand up.  Once she did, he kissed her full on the lips, and then swirled her around until she was bent over the side of the bed.  Her pussy was noticeably swollen and irritated from the marathon fuck session they had earlier.  She halfheartedly tried to position herself back down to complete the blowjob, but he didn’t relent.  He just started rubbing his thick penis all over my wife’s heart-shaped ass and the back of her creamy white thighs.
I have to admit that my wife looked amazing bent over our bed like that with her pussy peeking out between her legs.  James asked my wife to spread her ass cheeks.  It was more of a command than asking, but it didn’t really matter.  She instinctively reached back and positioned her red fingernails inches from her puckered little butthole.  James rubbed his dick up and down her inflamed labia and at the door of her sore vagina.
My wife reacted to this by getting up on her tip toes.  Just as it looked like he was going to push it inside her again, he shifted his cock an inch higher and pressed it against her butt.  He was going to fuck my wife in her ass, which really got to me because as much as I begged, she never gave me anal sex.
The first attempt, my wife reached her hand back and guided his dick back towards her pussy.  He let her press it a little into her vagina – about an inch below the head of his penis.  Once again, he shifted it back up and tried to enter her ass.  This time she leaned forward, and told him that she wasn’t ready for that yet.  I was thankful she was saying no to anal.  The ‘yet’ in her comment troubled me, however.
James took no for an answer like a gentleman.  He guided his cock back into her pussy and let my wife control the penetration process.  She gently worked her back into him, and he patiently let her accept his thick shaft.  About half way in, it was clear that she wasn’t doing much to get the rest of his penis in.  That was when he took over.
Without much warning, his big hands gripped her hips and some of her ass.  He forced his full length into her with one quick thrust.  She yelped and tried to jump forward, but he held her down.  As he held his dick balls-deep inside her, he asked her if she was okay.  She meekly responded yeah and asked him to keep going.
Rather than take it slow and gentle, he started from the get-go to pummel my wife’s pussy.  His thighs slapped her ass with each thrust.  All I could hear was the ‘smack’ ‘smack’ ‘smack’ of his skin crashing against my wife’s body.  She grabbed handfuls of the bedsheets and danced around on her tip toes as his hands dug into her back flesh.  Just when I thought my wife couldn’t physically handle the pounding she was taking, she yelled at him, “Fuck me deeper.  Deeper.  Smack my ass.  Deeper.”
He responded by swatting her across her ass and lower back.  I could tell she liked it by the way she started violently bucking back into him.  He smacked her ass about five or six more times before he pinned her down and jammed his cock in her to the hilt.  His legs were twitching.  His balls were sucked up to the sides.  Then he started groaning as he exploded inside my wife’s pussy.  His entire genital region was throbbing and pulsating as he drained his balls in my wife’s vagina.
When he was done, he leaned forward and kissed my wife right on her ruby red lips.  Then he got dressed and told her thanks.  As he passed me heading out the bedroom door, he said, “She all yours, dude.”  Like a dumb ass, I said, “No problem. Thanks.”  I actually told the guy that just fucked my wife, thanks.  When I walked in, my wife was still bent over the bed with cum globbing its way out of her pussy and down to the bedroom floor.
I sat down on the side of the bed next to her.  I didn’t know what to say.  She broke the ice.  “You okay honey?”  Again, I didn’t know what to say.  I mean, I wasn’t prepared to see my wife fucking another man.  I mumbled something incoherent.  She said, “I did it for you, baby.”  I managed to get out, “What do you mean you did it for me?”
“Well, I know that it’s a fantasy of your to see me with another guy.”
I said, “Seriously?  I never said anything like that before.”
She said, “I saw a story you were reading on the internet when I turned on the computer today.”
“I was reading stories about threesomes a couple of nights ago, but I don’t remember seeing anything about my wife with another guy.”
She said, “What do you think a threesome entails?  You and me, and another guy or girl.”
I said, “I think we should have discussed this before…”
“You wouldn’t have done it then.  I wanted to be spontaneous for a change.  And, you know what?  You were turned on.  You liked it.”  She glanced down at my pants.  I was so turned on, that there was an obvious wet spot on the outside of my pants.  It was so much that I wondered if I might have orgasmed without knowing it.  I didn’t really have a way to explain it.  I guess she had a point.
I sheepishly asked her, “Can we… You know, can we have sex now?”
“Honey, that was my plan, but that’s not going to happen.  I am so raw down there right now.  It felt good while we were doing it, but I knew I was going to be sore.  I felt like I was in college again partying so much to where I would wind up walking funny the next day.”
I laughed a very uncomfortable, courtesy laugh.
She said, “I could blow you.”
I immediately said, “Yeah.  Where do you want me?”
She said to give her a second.  She went to the bathroom to clean up.  She came back in some fresh granny panties and a bra – a far cry from the black velour bra and thong panty set she wore for James.  She got down on her knees between my legs.  She started rubbing my legs and thighs much like she did for James earlier.  Then she put her hands around my shaft and started slowly stroking as she kissed my inner thighs.  Within seconds and without warning I exploded all over her back and hair.  She never even got to put her mouth on me.
She giggled a little and commented that I obviously liked seeing her with other men.  I didn’t really say anything to support or argue her statement.  There wasn’t much I could say.  She grabbed a bottle of some kind of salve and asked me to rub it into her pussy.  She draped her legs over the end of the bed, and I got on the floor between her thighs.  I helped her off with her flowery panties and finally got a close look at how hard he fucked her.  Her pussy lips were visibly swollen and red.  There was a slight tear towards the bottom that wasn’t quite bleeding even though there were traces of blood in the crotch of her fresh panties.
It took a few minutes for the scent of the salve to overtake the smell of his sex all over her body.  As I applied more of the cream to her, I wondered how long it would be before she was ready for sex again.  I wondered if James were going to be coming back for seconds.  I wondered if maybe this wasn’t his first time.  I worked up the nerve to ask her to try and blow me again, but when I looked up at her, she was passed out from exhaustion.
Next to the side of the bed was her black thong panties that she had worn for James.  Impulsively, I reached for them.  Even though I was at eye level with my wife’s beautiful pussy, I only started getting hard when I imagined James taking off the black panties that was in my hands.  I imagined him breathing in my wife’s scent for the first time.  I pressed her used panties to my face and stared at her equally used pussy.  I reached into my boxers to pleasure myself.  I intentionally tried to make it last by making it slow with extra light pressure.  It was hopeless.  My senses were in overdrive.  I came in seconds as I thought about James lasting over thirty glorious minutes with my lovely wife.
Surprisingly my sex life has gotten infinitely better than it was.  I used to have sex with my wife maybe two or three times a month.  Ever since James has come into the picture, I have sex with sex her almost every time after he’s had her – usually two or three times a week – and I don’t mind sloppy seconds at all.  The only times I don’t have sex with her is when he spends the night on weekends.  I get the couch, which I don’t mind too much anymore.  So, yeah, you could definitely call me a happy cuckold.