I have been cuckolding my husband for a year now. We didn't get into this lifestyle because of sexual interest in it. But rather than a necessity. My husband was diagnosed with prostate cancer five years ago. Prior to that, our sex was good.
He was stage 4 and we were scared. He went through prostate surgery which was really hard on him. He made it a year before the cancer tried coming back. He went through hormone therapy and radiation treatment. They were both difficult but the hormone therapy was harder. He really changed having his testicles stop producing testosterone.
He was having serious hot flashes and was very emotional. We were both going through menopause at the same time. He couldn't watch a movie without crying. The crazy thing about it all was our relationship was stronger than ever. It was like I had a best friend girlfriend because we talked everything.
We hadn't had sex between us in four years. One day he told me that the worst thing about the cancer was not having the ability or desire to sexually please me. I told him that I was fine. He knew my best friend gave me a vibrator and it was keeping me satisfied. He told me it wasn't fare I couldn't have sex and told me that I had his permission to have sex outside the marriage.
This floored me because he was the jealous type prior. I told him I was good and didn't think I could go through with it. I asked, doesn't it concern you that I may fall in love with a guy if we were fucking. He replied with a no, shocking. He said if it happens then at least I would be happy and he wasn't holding me back. Wow, he has really changed. I told him I couldn't do that.
A few months later I was still thinking about our conversation and I realized that I really needed a warm blooded man between my legs but couldn't get the courage to do it. Several more months pass and we were out having drinks with friends when I noticed a handsome man sitting at the bar looking at me. We made eye contact and he winked making me blush.
My husband hadn't noticed the flirting but I couldn't stop staring at him. I later get up and head to the ladies room. When I exited this handsome man was standing in the hallway. We made eye contact and he said hello. I said hi and he asked my name. We made small and told him I was with my husband and friends. He said he noticed and I looked bored. He then said my eyes told him I wasn't happy with our relationship. I blushed, he was right. I said I need to get back and he handed me a napkin with his number on it.
He said call him when I was ready for excitement again. I stuck it in my pocket and told him it was nice meeting him. He then said it was a pleasure meeting a beautiful woman like me. I blushed again as I walked away. The rest of the evening I couldn't stop thinking about him. When I got home I pulled out my vibrator and got off thinking about him after my husband went to bed. My husband's penis is a limp noodle and has shriveled up to a pubescent penis.
Thinking about John's virile dick made me think hard about my husband's offer. Then one day when I was alone I gained the courage to call John's number. He answered and said he wasn't surprised I called. He said he could tell I needed his services. We talked for two hours as he told me everything about himself. I also revealed my current situation and his health issues. He told me he needed to see me. So I decided to go meet him at a nearby park while my husband was at work.
I was nervous but found myself picking out a sexy dress for him. We greeted one another and he again complimented me on my beauty. We sat at a table and as we talked, he got closer and began touching me. First on my arm and then hand before placing hi hand on my leg. We stopped talking and stared into one another's before he leaned in and kissed me. I was so wrong but felt so good. He asked if I would follow him to his place that wasn't far away. Next thing I know is I'm driving and following him back to his place. Once inside we embraced and kissed. My head was spinning as he began groping my breast. We stopped long enough for him to lead me to his bed. After that everything was a blur.
He was much bigger than my husband and it had been so long since I had intercourse, I felt like a virgin again as he entered me. The sex was better than anything I have ever experienced and I knew my life was forever changed. Afterwards, on the drive home I felt so much guilt and happiness at the same time.
We hooked up several more times before I finally decided to tell my husband about my affair. Surprisingly he was upset and told me he was happy for me. He said his guilt for being an impotent husband was to much to bear. Here's the real crazy thing. My lover and husband met and became friends. The three of us have gone out many times together but I always go home with John. My life is content, I have the best of both worlds.
FUCK MY WIFE!
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