Like most men who visit this site I had often wanked myself to a climax thinking about my wife being fucked by another man. I don't need to tell any man in this position that getting his wife to even imagine such activity is very nearly impossible. She simply can't understand why you would want to share her with another and, even worse, why you would want to watch it happening.
I had given up any hope of persuading her to do anything remotely unfaithful and had stopped mentioning the subject in order to keep things sexually friendly between us. It was after a Friday night episode of love-making that my hope was suddenly rekindled. We were lying on our bed coming down from our orgasms and just talking in the darkness. The subject turned to masturbation and I asked her how often she did that when I wasn't with her. She confessed to two or three times a week which surprised me....and turned me on instantly. I then asked her what she thought about as she masturbated and at first she just said "You of course !".
"Only ever me ?" I enquired.
"Well, sometimes others" she replied. My cock was now back to full hardness and then some !
"Like who?" I asked but she was reluctant to be any more specific, leaving my mind to spin with a mixture of erotic and jealous emotions as I tried to guess who it might be.
"And does he undress you in this fantasy or is it just a straight naked fuck ?" I asked, trying to remain cool, whilst bursting out of my foreskin.
"Oh yes, he undresses me and there's lots of foreplay before he fucks me" she replied.
"And has he got a big cock ? Bigger than mine ?"
I had asked the obvious question but the answer was swift, definite and a blow to my fragile ego.
"Oh yes. It's massive. Much bigger than yours !"
I started to imagine this weapon entering her when she added:
"And he cums inside me and it runs out all over my thighs."
This was too much for me to bear and I started to stroke my solid cock. I must have lasted all of three strokes before I shot a thin stream of cum into the air.
When I had regained my composure, I realised my chance had come and asked her if she would like to repeat her fantasy in real life.
Her reply surprised, even shocked, me.
"Why ? Would you like to watch me doing it ?"
she enquired in a teasing voice.
Of course I immediately confessed that I'd love to see her bring her fantasy into the real world but carefully stressed that it would be totally up to her. I didn't want to break the spell that she had created by crashing the conversation with plans for my cuckold vision, so I let her know that I was okay with her fantasy. I even asked her to let me watch her masturbate next time she felt the need to use her fantasy.
And that's how things began. The suggestion had come from her, rather than me. Now I had to build on this thin agreement in order to convince her that she'd like to try it for real. But that's another story !
FUCK MY WIFE!