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21/12/2013
When my wife and I first married, we both decided to make it an 'open' marriage. However, in a very short time, only she ended up with the 'open' idea of it. She already was fucking around with several other guys before and after we wed. I knew, accepted and loved, the fact that she was basically an insatiable nymphomaniac. Actually, I encouraged her to have as much sex as humanly possible. I put her on birth control, and brought her plenty of sexy clothes to wear when she went out to pick up other guys. And after just a few months of marriage, I ended up being cuckolded for about the next 7 years(!)
But in the beginning, maybe 6 weeks or so into the marriage, we met a couple, Allan and Sue. The guy lived in the neighborhood, his girlfriend lived out of town but spent the weekends with him. We all hung out together that Friday and by the evening my wife let me know that she desired to get together with Allan. And that he had indicated to her that his girlfriend would be up for the idea of swapping. At least, that's how it seemed.
That night my wife wore a skimpy blouse, pleated short skirt and heels. No bra or panties. I knew she was out to get laid for sure. The anticipation of swinging with another couple was overwhelming. And I imagined us getting together with them many more times. They arrived early and we were all sitting around over at our place just bullshitting, when my wife went to the kitchen. When she came back, she sat on the other side, next to Allan, on the floor, leaving me and Sue together on the sofa. I thought, ok, good, here we go. I saw Allan right away lean back and put his arm around my wife. So then I leaned close to Sue and said something like "this is really nice, huh?". She just smiled a bit. By then I saw Allan and my wife kissing, and I mean they were starting to make out like crazy.
I snuggled up to Sue and started to kiss her shoulder. She didn't respond at all, though. Then she slid down next to Allan and joined my wife in making out with him. So I got down next to her and tried to get in on the action once more. But Sue pulled away from me and sort of crawled onto both Allan and my wife. I was beginning to see what was happening, but I got up and went to the kitchen to get us all some more drinks. As I returned in just two or three minutes, the three of them were already half naked and all over each other. Realizing that, most likely, Sue and I were not going to get it on, I decided to lay down and cozy up to my wife on her side, pathetically humping on her.
By then my wife's top was off and Allen's hand was up her skirt. Sue had Allen's cock out and was beginning to suck on it. That's about when my little wifey turned to me and whispered "Honey, why don't you just go to bed. I'll see you in the morning, ok?" I'll never forget those words. And I'll never forget the feeling in the pit of my stomach. I fell back and just laid there a minute when my wife, now sounding quite annoyed said "Go, already!" I said nothing as I got up and went into the bedroom, embarrassed as all hell.
That was probably my first real submission to my wife. And I knew that the next morning when I see Allan and Sue again that I'll feel disgraced and ashamed, everyone knowing that Sue did not want me and even my wife didn't want me there with them. Needless to say, I did not sleep at all that night, just laid there masturbating, hearing the passionate sounds of my wife satisfying the two of them. And them gratifying her with many orgasms all night long and into the morning. As I came a few times myself, though, I realized that the severe humiliation I was feeling brought me the most intense orgasms I had ever felt till then(!)
Allan and Sue spent the next night at our place again. However, they all went straight to the bedroom and I was left to 'sleep' on the sofa. Again, I came better then ever, just jerking off, listening to what was going on in our bed.
Sue left Sunday but Allen spent the rest of the week with us, him and I doing my wife together every night. She seemed to enjoy it very much, though she paid much more attention to him then to me. Allen spent the following weekend at Sue's apartment. When he got back he told us that he and Sue 'broke up', giving no details. Although, later on, my wife and I figured that maybe he left Sue for my wife, because Allan practically moved in with us at that point. The three of us continued to 'sleep' together, with my wife in the middle. And I loved the sight and feeling of Allen fucking her with me. But that didn't last long, maybe another week or so, as Allen took over the bedroom (and my wife) and I was moved to the living room. I quickly ended up 'serving' them. Literally, served them drinks in the evening and breakfast in the morning. When I returned from work everyday, I helped wifey get ready for her long night of sucking and fucking. I brought her some sexy clothes and nighties to wear for him. I kissed her ass, literally, licked her ass cheeks while she would do her makeup. I would tell her how hot she looked, and how I was not worthy of such a beautiful woman. I did anything and everything for her, whatever she wanted. I was her slave. I was submissive and loved being humiliated. She started talking down to me, telling me how inadequate I was, and how I never really satisfied her sexually....and, oh shit, how I loved that! ;-) For about the last 2 months of their relationship, I had been transferred to the graveyard shift. I would call home on my lunch break and talk to my wife while she was getting fucked. I came in my pants every time! I was content just listening to them every night (and peeking in once-in-a-while when I was home) All three of us were having the best orgasms of our lives. And I never had sex with my wife or anyone else again for the rest of our relationship. I was officially her cuckold and faithful husband.
I was so fucking happy knowing that my wife was in ecstasy every night with Allan. I loved her so much and felt compassion and compersion for their relationship together. I was in love with the fact that my wife was having regular sex with someone else. And during that time, on the several nights that Allen didn't spend with her, she would go out and find someone else to satisfy her. Usually at the nearby pool room or the bowling alley. Sometimes bringing them home, sometimes staying out all night with them someplace. A couple of those one-night-stands became semi-regulars in more time.
Anyway, Allen and my wife were together for well over a year, after which she went on to have many other men, and even another on again-off again boyfriend or two. I was in heaven knowing that I was married to the town whore and most people in town knew about it. When she brought someone home I sometimes got to watch but mostly just listen from the next room. Either way, I was immensely overjoyed. When she spent the night out I would wear her clothes, sometimes the dresses or blouses and skirts that she had worn the night before when she was out on the town having sex. I would imagine that I was her, getting laid in those pretty clothes. I would worship her high heels, kissing, licking and sucking them. After more then 7 years together, as the ultimate cuckold that I was, I gave her away to another man for good. A final, extreme, submissive act that I get off on till this day. A boyfriend that she liked a whole lot at the time. They ended up living together for a few years, she still having sex with others, though. The last I heard, they had separated, but I presume she's still a wild slut, having many 'boyfriends' and one-nighters. (Anyhow, I sure hope so ;-) Nowadays, I crossdress more then ever. I have several outfits and pairs of heels. I wear a wig and make-up. I love feeling and looking so sexy, feminine and submissive. I have fantastic orgasms while dressed. At times, I still picture myself as a real woman, sucking cock and getting fucked in my sexy outfits. My wife had sucked and fucked so many other men so much and for so many years that, even though it was around 17 years ago, I'm still horny from it. I jerk off thinking about it a lot. I loved my seductive little tramp wife so much. I miss those times and I miss her. Mostly I miss her getting the long, hard fuckings that she so deserved. But I'll get off on remembering those days for all time to come! ;-)
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But in the beginning, maybe 6 weeks or so into the marriage, we met a couple, Allan and Sue. The guy lived in the neighborhood, his girlfriend lived out of town but spent the weekends with him. We all hung out together that Friday and by the evening my wife let me know that she desired to get together with Allan. And that he had indicated to her that his girlfriend would be up for the idea of swapping. At least, that's how it seemed.
That night my wife wore a skimpy blouse, pleated short skirt and heels. No bra or panties. I knew she was out to get laid for sure. The anticipation of swinging with another couple was overwhelming. And I imagined us getting together with them many more times. They arrived early and we were all sitting around over at our place just bullshitting, when my wife went to the kitchen. When she came back, she sat on the other side, next to Allan, on the floor, leaving me and Sue together on the sofa. I thought, ok, good, here we go. I saw Allan right away lean back and put his arm around my wife. So then I leaned close to Sue and said something like "this is really nice, huh?". She just smiled a bit. By then I saw Allan and my wife kissing, and I mean they were starting to make out like crazy.
I snuggled up to Sue and started to kiss her shoulder. She didn't respond at all, though. Then she slid down next to Allan and joined my wife in making out with him. So I got down next to her and tried to get in on the action once more. But Sue pulled away from me and sort of crawled onto both Allan and my wife. I was beginning to see what was happening, but I got up and went to the kitchen to get us all some more drinks. As I returned in just two or three minutes, the three of them were already half naked and all over each other. Realizing that, most likely, Sue and I were not going to get it on, I decided to lay down and cozy up to my wife on her side, pathetically humping on her.
By then my wife's top was off and Allen's hand was up her skirt. Sue had Allen's cock out and was beginning to suck on it. That's about when my little wifey turned to me and whispered "Honey, why don't you just go to bed. I'll see you in the morning, ok?" I'll never forget those words. And I'll never forget the feeling in the pit of my stomach. I fell back and just laid there a minute when my wife, now sounding quite annoyed said "Go, already!" I said nothing as I got up and went into the bedroom, embarrassed as all hell.
That was probably my first real submission to my wife. And I knew that the next morning when I see Allan and Sue again that I'll feel disgraced and ashamed, everyone knowing that Sue did not want me and even my wife didn't want me there with them. Needless to say, I did not sleep at all that night, just laid there masturbating, hearing the passionate sounds of my wife satisfying the two of them. And them gratifying her with many orgasms all night long and into the morning. As I came a few times myself, though, I realized that the severe humiliation I was feeling brought me the most intense orgasms I had ever felt till then(!)
Allan and Sue spent the next night at our place again. However, they all went straight to the bedroom and I was left to 'sleep' on the sofa. Again, I came better then ever, just jerking off, listening to what was going on in our bed.
Sue left Sunday but Allen spent the rest of the week with us, him and I doing my wife together every night. She seemed to enjoy it very much, though she paid much more attention to him then to me. Allen spent the following weekend at Sue's apartment. When he got back he told us that he and Sue 'broke up', giving no details. Although, later on, my wife and I figured that maybe he left Sue for my wife, because Allan practically moved in with us at that point. The three of us continued to 'sleep' together, with my wife in the middle. And I loved the sight and feeling of Allen fucking her with me. But that didn't last long, maybe another week or so, as Allen took over the bedroom (and my wife) and I was moved to the living room. I quickly ended up 'serving' them. Literally, served them drinks in the evening and breakfast in the morning. When I returned from work everyday, I helped wifey get ready for her long night of sucking and fucking. I brought her some sexy clothes and nighties to wear for him. I kissed her ass, literally, licked her ass cheeks while she would do her makeup. I would tell her how hot she looked, and how I was not worthy of such a beautiful woman. I did anything and everything for her, whatever she wanted. I was her slave. I was submissive and loved being humiliated. She started talking down to me, telling me how inadequate I was, and how I never really satisfied her sexually....and, oh shit, how I loved that! ;-) For about the last 2 months of their relationship, I had been transferred to the graveyard shift. I would call home on my lunch break and talk to my wife while she was getting fucked. I came in my pants every time! I was content just listening to them every night (and peeking in once-in-a-while when I was home) All three of us were having the best orgasms of our lives. And I never had sex with my wife or anyone else again for the rest of our relationship. I was officially her cuckold and faithful husband.
I was so fucking happy knowing that my wife was in ecstasy every night with Allan. I loved her so much and felt compassion and compersion for their relationship together. I was in love with the fact that my wife was having regular sex with someone else. And during that time, on the several nights that Allen didn't spend with her, she would go out and find someone else to satisfy her. Usually at the nearby pool room or the bowling alley. Sometimes bringing them home, sometimes staying out all night with them someplace. A couple of those one-night-stands became semi-regulars in more time.
Anyway, Allen and my wife were together for well over a year, after which she went on to have many other men, and even another on again-off again boyfriend or two. I was in heaven knowing that I was married to the town whore and most people in town knew about it. When she brought someone home I sometimes got to watch but mostly just listen from the next room. Either way, I was immensely overjoyed. When she spent the night out I would wear her clothes, sometimes the dresses or blouses and skirts that she had worn the night before when she was out on the town having sex. I would imagine that I was her, getting laid in those pretty clothes. I would worship her high heels, kissing, licking and sucking them. After more then 7 years together, as the ultimate cuckold that I was, I gave her away to another man for good. A final, extreme, submissive act that I get off on till this day. A boyfriend that she liked a whole lot at the time. They ended up living together for a few years, she still having sex with others, though. The last I heard, they had separated, but I presume she's still a wild slut, having many 'boyfriends' and one-nighters. (Anyhow, I sure hope so ;-) Nowadays, I crossdress more then ever. I have several outfits and pairs of heels. I wear a wig and make-up. I love feeling and looking so sexy, feminine and submissive. I have fantastic orgasms while dressed. At times, I still picture myself as a real woman, sucking cock and getting fucked in my sexy outfits. My wife had sucked and fucked so many other men so much and for so many years that, even though it was around 17 years ago, I'm still horny from it. I jerk off thinking about it a lot. I loved my seductive little tramp wife so much. I miss those times and I miss her. Mostly I miss her getting the long, hard fuckings that she so deserved. But I'll get off on remembering those days for all time to come! ;-)
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