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My Cuckold Journey

29/04/2026

I never thought this day would ever really happen. I had dreamed about it for so long. I had practically begged for years. When she first discovered my deepest desire, she was hurt. She thought I did not love or respect her. I was afraid she would leave me, so I backed off and pretended it was behind me. I was fooling no one, especially myself. I dreamed about her taking a well-endowed lover. I wanted my wife to have sex with another man, with me watching or not, it did not matter. Just the thought would get me worked up and hard as a rock.

We got married right after High School and struggled to keep the lights on and food on the table. But the sex was fantastic. We had sex every chance we got all over our little trailer home. We even broke the cheap bed one night. I was so jealous of her then. She was a lot more experienced than me. She was my first, but she had played around with several guys. Letting them finger her and suck on her tits. She had given a lot of hand jobs and even a few blow jobs. I was so jealous of all this that I almost broke it off with her. After we were married, she even confessed that she had let a guy stick his unprotected cock in her. She started crying and he pulled out. She was scared that she would get pregnant. She said he never even started pumping her.

I had purchased my cousin some men’s magazines for Christmas the first year after we married. It was a kind of tradition between the two of us. I had picked up Gallery and Penthouse December issues. Of course, I had to preview them to make sure they were of high quality since they were a gift. I saw the girl next door section in Gallery. I also began reading the letters to the editor. There were several stories of guys letting their wives screw guys while they watched. One couple was stuck in a bar during a blizzard for a couple of days and his wife took on the whole bar. Penthouse has similar stories, scattered in with guys from the Midwest with 10-inch cocks that never thought it would happen to them. I started dreaming of my petite sexy wife in the girl next door section, or what she might do if we were stuck in a blizzard.

This all happened long before the internet, even porn videos. Our porn was on 35mm films that were hard to get and very expensive. We grew up in a very rural conservative area. For most of our young lives the entire country was 100% white. There were whispers of a gas station where you could get adult toys, French ticklers, and even penis extensions. I timidly approached the attendant who chuckled and led me to a back room where there were all kinds of toys. I purchased a lifelike dildo and a penis extension; it was like a rubber and added about 4 inches to the length. I am about 7” normally and have nice girth I am told. But it drove her crazy when I used the extension.

We began to raise a family and all thoughts of seeing her pleasured by another man was put behind us for the next 20 years. We continued to have great sex and our toy collection continued to expand. But career demands and running the kids did take a toll on us. We still tried to have romantic getaways at least twice a year. We would both enjoy the freedom of being away from work and family obligations and just relax and connect again. I remember fondly in Gatlinburg Tennessee she wore a sexy mini skirt, tight top, and no bra or panties. She even had on some heels too. We went through the tourist shops, and she had several admirers as she looked around. I was hard as I could be. I could not believe it when she went upstairs and stood close to the railings, giving a few guys the view of a lifetime. If there had been cell phones, then the cameras would have been clicking. Needless to say, women did not think much of her display.
When we returned home, she would go back to her conservative dress. She still was very active behind our bedroom doors. The lights had to be out when we made love, and she felt guilty when she would orgasm. She never orgasmed with penetration only with toys or orally. She would give me a blow job but never to completion. She did not like the taste of sperm.

When the children were in their late teens and did not require constant attention, the old desires began taking over me. The internet provided many videos and stories of guys being cuckolded. I begged her to cuckold me. She again was devastated; we argued about it. I tried to explain why I needed it to happen, but my arguments were weak.

She finally agreed to some role playing. Just to keep the peace. She would tell me how good it would feel to have a big cock in her pussy as I ate her. I would almost always explode and have huge orgasms when we played. We even tried doing double vaginal with a dildo that we both got off on. She even started to watch pornos with me. Just regular at first and I started to mix in some cuckold. She would be so wet and ready even though she said she did not care for them at all. She even asked me to get some gay porno for her to watch. I remember the title “Pizza Guy really delivers”. She played with my cock the whole video, she was really dripping after.

Once I came home from work and she said we need to talk. We went into the bedroom, and she had tears in her eyes. I did something bad a couple of weeks ago. I must tell you; I met up with Johnny. Johnny was an old boyfriend that she had gone to third base with several times, I believe they may have married if he hadn’t got another girl pregnant. She had met him in a parking lot not too far from the house. (I had a tent in my pants that hurt) She told me they had kissed and he got his hands up her skirt. She started to unbuckle his pants when several cars pulled in close. He suggested that they drive somewhere secluded. I was very close to ejaculating in my pants as she told me this. She chickened out and told him that she couldn’t cheat on me and that was that. “I see that this turned you on, you wish I had really fucked him, don’t you” She was angry and we started to drift apart for a while. No role play, very little sex. She was just going through the motions.

Things got a little rocky for far too long. I did everything I could to convince myself that I should not feel the way I do. That my desires were wrong and I should be grateful for what we had. I emersed myself in work and received a pay raise and traveled a lot for the company. For a time, things started to improve.
Sex between us improved on the weekends. I traveled most weekdays, so we tried to catch up on the weekends. She had to quit her job to help with aging parents. To get a break she began traveling some with me. We were walking across a parking lot going to dinner one evening. Exiting the restaurant, we saw a very cute blond woman with a well built handsome black guy. As they walked past us, I heard my wife whisper, I would so like to fuck him. We screwed like teenagers the rest of the week. But it brought back my desire to be cuckolded.

Months after this episode we were still going at it. All I had to do was imagine her getting drilled buy that man with me watching. I would get rock hard in seconds. After an exhausting session using our toys, my mouth, and anything in the house that resembles a dick she had a tremendous orgasm. Laying there afterwards she said something that changed my life forever. “You really want me to fuck another guy, don’t you”. “Yes, more than anything” I replied sheepishly. “You know if I do it will change everything don’t you? What if you get jealous? What if you don’t love me after? What if I develop feeling for the other man? Are you sure this is worth the chance?” I was shaking all over, but my dick was hard as a rock. I have already considered all these issues time and time again. I told my wife that I loved her, that I would always be there for her no matter what. “OK, these are my conditions, you must find the man yourself. You must arrange a man to fuck your wife, with you in the room watching.

I will only do it once, just for you. I will not kiss this man; I am only doing this for you. After you find him, I must approve your selection. Condoms are a must. No oral on my part either. Remember this is your fantasy not mine, I am only doing this once for you. Take videos and pictures so you can remember this time since I promise it will only happen once. Oh, I forgot to tell you, he must be black”.

We started watching interracial porn. She really loved the videos of Lex Steel. I purchased a life like black dildo that she called Lex. All the other toys began collecting dust in the closet. I had no idea where to find the perfect lover for my wife. I was sure she could go into any bar and find a guy in no time. She always attracted attention when we were out. “No, honey, this is your task to find me a black lover” she would say. I think she thought I would never find the right one, but I tried.

I stumbled upon a swinger site on the internet. I put in some quick information and our zip code and found members in our area. I looked through them and found several candidates for my wife. The site required a profile, so I had my wife look at the guys. She agreed that we should do a profile and see who might be interested. She worried that friends and relatives might see us on the site and cause issues in the community. I said we would use a town several miles away as our home location. She filled in her personal information and typed “Married woman looking for her first BBC. Husband must be present for safety reasons. Safe sex only” She put on some sexy lingerie, and I snapped a few photos and blurred her face.

We uploaded the photos and when she approved, I hit enter. The site took a couple of days to approve the profile, so I waited. The next weekend I opened the site and 6 guys applied. I read their profiles and looked at the pictures, if they had them. I replied to all of them and explained that I was the husband and what we were looking for.

My wife would look over my shoulder and critique the guys. I had reduced to 3 guys, mainly because of location. She approved of the three men, and we were looking to finalize a date and location that fit both schedules. Then I got a message from Ed. Ed was very polite and good-looking. He said he was a professional engineer working for a large area company. He was sympathetic to my position. He said he had experience with cuckold couples. He agreed with my wife’s rules and would abide by them. He said he was not married, restoring a home in the upscale area of the next town over. My wife looked at his profile and pictures and said make a date. I was over the moon but a little apprehensive also.

Ed asked if he could talk to us on the phone. My wife agreed and we sent him her cell number. He called almost immediately. We talked for several minutes, and he put us both at ease. He said that if we felt uncomfortable, he would stop immediately. We discussed the location for the hook up. We decided to meet just outside of town in a swanky new hotel that just opened. My wife suggested that we meet prior to that just to get a little more acquainted. He agreed so we set the plan in motion. I reserved the hotel for 2 weeks out. We planned the first meeting in a park close to both our homes. My wife and Ed were talking on the phone several times a day getting acquainted. On the day of our park meeting life through a curve ball. We had to attend a funeral for a family member. Ed agreed to a quick meeting before the funeral at the same planned location.

My wife spent much longer getting ready for the funeral than usual. She still looked classy conservative, but her makeup and hair were done to perfection. Her nails had been done the day before and she wore some of her best jewelry. Her heels clicked on the floors as she walked with a new confidence I noticed. She wore a modest skirt and blouse covered with a sweater. She looked perfect for a funeral but with a twinkle in her eyes.
We drove to the park with anticipation.

The weather was pleasant for a fall afternoon, and the leaves were in peak color. Many couples and families were taking in the pleasant afternoon. We met at the end of the park where we had agreed. There leaning against his car was Ed. We pulled up close and he walked over to my wife’s side of the car. I had to admit that he was very handsome and built well. She rolled her window down and he leaned in the window, shook my hand and introduced himself. That’s when I noticed that my wife had unbuttoned a couple of buttons on her blouse, giving Ed a view of her cleavage and lacy bra. She put her hand on his arm as she giggled like a schoolgirl to something he said. I was in such a zone that I can’t remember anything that was said. She rubbed his arm innocently feeling his strength. He reached in and put his hand on her knee. She let her skirt ride up giving him a view of her garter and thigh high hose, which was a surprise to me. His hand moved higher up her thigh and I heard her gasp but put up no resistance. She slid a little lower in the seat and spread her legs which he took as an ok to go higher. He reached her soaking wet panties, slowly pulled them aside and entered her with his fingers.

Her eyes closed and a whispered yes came from her perfect lips. He rubbed her clit and he used his fingers in her pussy like a cock. 2 then 3 slid in her slick pussy. She even started to hunch his fingers to get them deeper in her. She was holding on to his belt, her hand brushed the outline of his hard cock, and she let out a gasp. It was longer and thicker than mine by a lot. She had an intense orgasm from his manipulations. He removed his fingers and licked them clean. He asked if Saturday was still on, before I could say anything my wife said “I can’t wait”

On the way to the funeral my wife said that it was intense. “His big fingers felt so good inside me. Did you like him playing with your wife?” I told her I was glad I wore my black suit instead of my grey one, the wet spot would have been very noticeable. We both gathered ourselves together and she once again looked like a very conservative mother, but her eyes twinkled a bit, and she was confident and that to me was so sexy.

Saturday seemed to take two months to arrive. I had been traveling all week and did not get home till Friday evening. My wife had been shopping for outfits for the trip and was packed when I got home. We had booked the room for two nights. I quickly showered and packed my bag along with my camera equipment, On the drive to the hotel my wife again gave me the rules for her date. This is my one and only time so make the most of it she said. “I am only doing this for you. If you get uncomfortable at any time I will stop.” She reached over and rubbed my hard cock and smiled, somebody thinks they are ready to be a cuckold.

We checked in just before 8pm. There was live music in the bar, and we decided to go listen and have a drink or two. The room was nice and spacious and comfortable, king size bed, desk, sofa. and a chair in the corner. My wife chided me a little when she called the corner chair the pervert chair. We both had a laugh and she went to change in the bathroom. When she stepped out, she had on a red dress that really fit her good and was pretty revealing for her. Her cleavage was on display and her legs looked perfect in her matching heels. We went into the bar, and it was about half full. Several couples were dancing and the single guys were standing around the bar. We took a table near the dance floor, and I went to get us some drinks. I looked back at her, and she absolutely was dripping sex.

The music was good, and I knew that she wanted to dance. I am not a dancer and when we try, we end up a mess since we both try to lead. I went to get us another round since we were not going back out on the road tonight. I was also nervous about tomorrow, so I was drinking more than usual. When I got back to the table, she already had a fresh drink in hand. I looked surprised and she said it was from the blond guy at the end of the bar. He had brought over her drink and asked her to dance. She told him that she was with her husband but thanked him anyway. She said, “why don’t you take both drinks up to the room and come back in an hour”. I was shocked but did as I was told.

I went up to the room and got out the camera equipment and looked for the best places to set up. I got out my computer and looked up some porn and watched for a while. I looked at the time, and I still had 30 minutes to wait. All types of scenarios were playing out in my brain. I did what any almost cuckold would do, I pulled out my dick and started stoking.

Finally, the time was up. I headed back down to the bar. The elevator seemed especially slow tonight. I walked quickly across the lobby and into the bar. It took me a minute to get adjusted to the low light. I looked at our table, and it was empty except for several drink glasses. I looked around the room and finally saw her on the dance floor with the blond guy. It was a slow ballad, and both her arms were around his neck. His hands were on her ass and pulling her into him tightly. He was really grinding into her. I took a seat at the bar to see where this was going. My fantasies were happening and I was both excited and nervous. I ordered another drink to kill the butterflies in my stomach. The song ended and another guy from the bar asked her to dance. He was very tall and handsome. She looked so small in his arms. The song cranked up and they were really grinding on each other. It was looking like they were having sex on the dance floor.

When the song ended, she was fanning herself and headed for our table. Blond guy was there already with another round and tall guy came over too. She took a big drink and gathered her purse, said something in the ear of the blond guy and excused herself to the rest room. Blond guy sat for just a few moments, said something to tall guy, gave him a fist bump and went towards the restrooms. Several minutes later he returned and gave a fist bump to tall guy who then headed for the restrooms. I was curious so I headed for the men’s room. I looked around at the urinals and tall man was not there, not in the stalls either. The lump in my throat was so big. Was I now a cuckold?

I went back to my seat and stared into my drink. I took a couple of sips and saw tall guy return and fist bump blondie. Soon after my wife appeared headed for the table. Back to the dance floor with tall guy who quickly grabbed her ass with his big hands and lifted her short dress to just below her ass. Blond guy came over to the bar for another round and told me to come join them. He started telling me what a sexy wife I had and how lucky I was to be with her. She came back to the table with tall guy after a few dances. She grabbed my cheeks and French kissed me deeply telling me how much fun she was having. She told the guys that I was a lousy dancer. She told me that she was ready to go back to the room. I thanked the guys for entertaining my wife, they both said it was all their pleasure.

We got in the elevator, and my wife grabbed me again and started kissing me and rubbing my crotch. I reached under her dress and she was soaking wet. We ran into the room and she quickly stripped, fell back on the bed, and told me to get Lex and fuck her with it while I ate her. Lex slipped in with little effort, and she tasted so damn good. “Oh my god, did I have fun tonight” she beamed. I rose up and looked at her and asked, “am I a cuck?” She laughed and said “no, but you could have been. I am saving the one time to be with “Ed”. She then shocked me by saying “I did suck them both off in the women’s room” “You sucked them off?” I asked. “All the way” she said with pride in her voice. “I really liked it. I felt powerful” she said. I shot my load into the sheets without even being touched. “Well, we know which side of the bed is your honey” she teased.

We slept late and had breakfast brought to the room. We went over the rules for this afternoon and came up with a safe word. She said Ed liked scotch, so we need to find a liquor store and get his favorite brand. She wanted to pick up a snack tray for the room. I called the front desk and arranged to have a tray brought up to the room by 1:45 for 3 people. I also requested the sheets be changed. We found a liquor store and got his scotch. I picked up a good bourbon that we both loved.

We hurried back so she could take her time getting ready. She wanted to be smooth all over for her date. While she was getting all her toiletries together, I started her bath and added bubbles and lit candles around the tub. “Oh baby, you are so sweet, you will be such a good cuck husband after today” I put on some music that we liked to relax to and tried out the pervert chair, it fit me well. “Honey fix me a drink and bring it here” she said. I poured a bourbon over ice and carried it into her and set it beside the tub. “It’s not too late to call this off if you want to” “No, I really want this. I have waited years for it to happen. I love you so much and want to see you truly sexually satisfied” She looked at me with a very serious look, “what if you can never satisfy me again after today, you know what they say. Once you go black you will never go back”. “Babe, my love for you is strong enough to get through anything. I meant till death do us part” I really meant it. She said “kiss me pervert and get out so I can finish getting sexy”

“Honey, can you see if you can get another room for tonight? Ed just called and said he did not want to drive home late after drinking” I called the front desk and found out there was another room available, but it was on the first floor. I reserved it and the desk said they would run the keys up to our room. “Honey, can you come and check my legs and make sure they are smooth? And will you rub lotion all over my body for me?” She sat in the desk chair naked and lifted her legs for inspection. They were smooth, toned and soft. I applied lotion to her feet, legs, back, arms, stomach, chest, and ass. She was smooth all over and smelled great. She slipped on her dressing gown, and I hooked up her makeup mirror. She is an artist with makeup. She asked for another drink, which I poured for her. She must have some jitters too, I thought. I checked my watch and we still had an hour before “E” arrives. I poured myself another drink and sat in the pervert chair, and watched my beautiful wife make herself super sexy for another man, a black man.
The knock at the door startled me, I had forgotten about the extra room keys. I asked my wife if she wanted to step into the bathroom while I opened the door. She was covered, but barely. To my surprise she jumped up and opened the door. The young guy from the desk was speechless. “Thanks for bring up the keys” she said. “My pleasure, anything you need, just call” He just stood the looking at her from head to toe until my wife closed the door.

My wife’s phone buzzed, it was a text from Ed. He was going to be just a few minutes late but asked for the room number. She asked me to verify the room number, and she sent it to him. “Well Baby in about an hour you will be a cuck, unless you say so now” she said. I looked at her. Her skin was glowing. Her makeup was perfect, maybe a little on the heavy side but sexy. She went to her travel bag and pulled out her lingerie. Thigh high stockings, a new red corset with garters and matching thong. She sat down at the desk and pulled the stockings up. “I need your help with the corset” It snapped up the front, but since it was the first time being worn, it had to have the back adjusted. I pulled the ribbons tight and they pushed her boobs up and full. I adjusted until she was happy with her reflection in the full-length mirror. “Help me snap the garters”. I knelt and snapped and adjusted the garters. Her pussy was right in front of me, so I gave it a little lick. She was so wet, and she let out a low moan. “That’s not for you right now, pervert” she laughed. “Help me with my heels” She sat in the chair, and I helped her with her red open toe pumps. Her nail polish matcher her shoes and corset. She had me help her with her thong. I asked why she put in on last over the garters, she said it would be coming off first and laughed a little evil laugh.

I was so hard at that point. I had just watched my wife spend most of the morning getting ready to give herself to a black man, and it was the most erotic thing I had ever seen. I grabbed another drink.

We did a little photo shoot of her in provocative poses. She even opened the curtains and stood in the window while I snapped several shots. We were up a few floors but close enough to the highway to be seen.
Ed called and talked to my wife. He was still a few minutes from the hotel. She was using a different tone in her voice I thought, listening to her. It was sexy, and sultry tone. She told him she was ready. Hed must have said more because she blushed and looked at me and smiled. She said bye honey when they hung up. He will be here very soon. Go ahead and pour Ed a scotch, she almost commanded. She went to her travel bag and pulled out a white dress shirt of mine and put it over her outfit. She rolled up the sleeves and left 4 top buttons undone. I must have looked confused; she explained that Ed thought this was the sexiest outfit a woman could wear. I admitted he had good taste.

“Last chance to change your mind” she looked at me with a questioning look. “When that door opens there is no stopping unless you say the safe word. And it might be too late to stop then” She went on “remember my rules” as she set a box of condoms on the dresser. “This is the only time I will do this for you. Never mention it to me again”

I sat the drinks near the bed for both. I turned out the lights and turned the music up a bit. She sat on the edge of the bed and crossed those perfect legs. I sat in the pervert chair and tried to calm myself, I could feel my heartbeat all over my body. I had so many emotions that I feared I would pass out. It was going to happen and I was excited, frightened, anxious, and a little jealous. It had been years since she had dressed up for me. She was sitting there, sexy as anything I had ever seen, but for another man. The light from the shears in the window cast a warm light across the scene, I could be watching a high-end porno or my wildest wet dream.

I was brought out of my trance by a light tapping on the door, I should have jumped up to let Ed in, but I was frozen in the chair. My wife, however, quickly walked to the hallway that led to the door. From my chair I could not see the door but could hear clearly. I heard the door close, the sound of deep kissing filled the hallway, I heard them both moan into the mouth of the other. It sounded passionate, not a little peck, but deep passionate kissing reserved for committed couples. “Oh, damn girl, you look hot” Ed finally said. “Do you like?” My wife asked coyly. “I love it, you look perfect” Ed complimented. I could hear more kissing in the hallway. They walked the short distance into my view and they were holding hands. Ed was dressed smartly; he moved confidently and held my wife close and kissed her deeply in front of me. They both started swaying to the music that was playing when the kiss broke, he held her hand and she twrilled around letting him see her outfit.
Ed then picked her up like she was a toy, I had not done that since our wedding day. She flung her arms around his neck, and he again started a long passionate kiss.

The contrast in the skin color was striking. His large black hands cradling her soft body, her long legs hanging in the air. It was a beautiful sight to behold. He carried her and laid her gently on the bed. He slipped off his shoes and laid beside her. He ran his big strong hands over her body as they continued to kiss passionately. He was in no hurry to force anything. He moved from kissing her lips to kissing her neck, my wife always loved this. I always thought that if a guy kissed her neck, she would lose all control. She moaned a passionate moan, her eyes were tightly closed, and she involuntarily spread her legs.

I sat there watching her give herself to him. She was no longer just doing this for me. She was really reacting to her own body, betraying her. Her brain was only focusing on the pleasure of being touched, fondled, manipulated by a strong masculine man. Her body reacted to his touch and caress by opening even more, letting him have his way. Neither of them had even acknowledged me in the room. I was like a ghost. Watching and unseen, unable to be a part of this beautiful carnal play unfolding on a king size bed.

He moved a little lower, dragging his tongue down her chest to her twin mounds begging to be released from the corset. He was kissing the exposed flesh while he finished unbuttoning her shirt. He looked deeply into her eye and cupped his hands around her breast and pulled it free of the tight material it was trapped in. Her breathing was short and fast as her large areola and nipple were exposed. Her nipple was hard as he rolled it between his thumb and finger.

She was digging her heels into the bedding and slightly pushing her hips up while he expertly manipulated her breast. Her hands were on the sides of his head, her wedding ring twinkling in the light, her white hands holding his dark skin pulling his lips to her sensitive breast. He slowly licked the hard nipple and she jumped and cooed. “Yes, suck it” she pleaded. He pulled her breast into his mouth and pushed her further into a lustful trance. She turned her head my way, but I do not believe she saw me at all. Her eyes were almost glazed looking. She was only concentrating on the pleasure she was receiving.

He stood up slowly; her hands tried to pull him back. He reached her thong panties and pushed the thin material to one side. He went to his knees on the floor, pulled her to the edge of the bed like a limp rag doll. Put her legs on his shoulders and began to pleasure her orally. She grabbed the back of his head and tried to pull him inside her. Her back arched and she was moaning so loud that I knew others could hear.

Then she did something I had never seen, she had an intense orgasm and squirted. She had never squirted before that I ever knew of. She was in convulsions on the bed, I was concerned. I had never seen her in this state before. Ed pulled his face from her dripping pussy and leaned over and gave her a long kiss, she lapped her juices from his lips and chin.

He then stood up at the end of the bed. He reached out his big dark hand and gently took her hand and helped her to stand. They kissed one more time, then she dropped to her knees in front of the man who just made her squirt for the first time. He slipped off his shoes, and she undid his pants and pulled them down. I could see the large bulge from his erect cock staining to be free of his boxers. She rubbed her small hand up and down the length of his cock. She grabbed the waistband and pulled them down, revealing his impressive manhood. Her hands looked tiny trying to wrap around his girth.

She gasped as she studied the real life “Lex” in front of her. She opened her mouth and took the head in. I could see that it was stretching her mouth as she tried to return the oral favor for her new lover. She adjusted her knees to get her head a little higher and was able to work more of him in her mouth. He rested his big hand on top of her head and gently coaxed her to take more. As he hunched her mouth, I could see his cock start to glisten from her saliva. He was still gentle but with each thrust he went a little deeper. He was still not halfway in, and she was starting to gag. She was always able to deep throat me without any problem. He pulled his dick away from her mouth and began removing the rest of his clothing. He was naked except for his socks.

He lay back on the bed and motioned for her to join him. He puller her ass towards his face and she sat her pussy down on his moth again. She grabbed his cock and again tried to take more of him from the 69 position. She was trying to get it all. She was getting hot, so she rose up and removed the shirt. That was the view that put me over the edge. My sexy wife sitting on his face throwing off her clothes. It was then that I realized I was rubbing my hard cock through my khakis.

There was a growing wet spot from my precum, I should have worn dark pants.
Brooklyn went back to workings Ed’s cock down her throat. She was determined to get it all. The best she could do was 7 inches, the last two inches just would not fit. She had a determined look on her face, drool dripping off her chin, grinding her pussy on Ed’s tongue, a massive black cock disappearing in her mouth. I was at the point of blowing my load in my pants, I had to quit touching it or I would have lost it.

Ed rolled them both over and she never quit sucking his cock. He reluctantly pulled his cock from her hungry mouth and positioned himself between her legs. He slowly removed her tiny red thong, slowly pulling them along her legs and heels. He then tossed the panties in my direction, giving me a large, possibly devilishly, grin. This was the first time either one had acknowledged that I was even there. I watched as Ed put her heels on his broad shoulders and positioned his cock for entry. He rubbed his tool up and down her dripping slit to lubricate the head for penetration. He rubbed her clit with the head and she squirted again!

She was convulsing and trying to get him inside. He said, “tell me what you want”. “Fuck me” she said breathlessly. “Why” Ed replied. “I need you to fuck me” Brooklyn cooed. “Tell your husband what you want” Ed commanded. She looked shocked when he told her. Brooklyn looked like she just remembered I was there with them. Her face turned red and she turned and looked me in the face. “Baby I need Ed to fuck me now” she pleaded.

All the years of begging, the misunderstandings we had, all the role playing, everything was suddenly becoming reality. She was so beautiful laying there, ready to be penetrated, begging for his cock. All I could do was nod my head and I became a cuck. He slowly and gently pushed his manhood inside her, working inch by inch until his balls touched her flesh. I lost control and filled my khakis and boxers with my load without even touching it.
“Oh god” Brooklyn was yelling, he is so big, it feels so wonderful. “Fuck me Ed. Fuck me hard” Ed picked up the pace, pounding her with enough force that his balls were slapping her ass.

His massive black cock was glistening with her juices before plunging back into her. Her knees were pushed down almost to her shoulders. The rhythmic slapping sounds filled the room and drowned out the music. ‘You like black dick, don’t you babe” he asked her and the assault continued. “I love it” she breathlessly replied. The slapping sounds were joined by squishing noises as her body lubricated the coupling. “Oh fuck, I’m going to cum” she cried. Her whole body began convulsing and she squirted again so hard I could hear it. Ed cried that he was going to cum. “Where do you want it” he asked my wife. “Cum in me, fill me up” she begged. That is when I realized the condoms had not been opened.

Ed grunted as his balls spilled his seed into my wife. I watched them push hot squirt after squirt into her cervix. I was not worried about the possibility of pregnancy. Her tubes had been tied many years before. He rules were condoms only for disease protection, but the deed was already done. I was a cuckold with cum in my pants. There was an embarrassing wet spot around my dick and down my pants leg.

Ed let my wife’s legs relax and stretch out as they remained coupled together. He continued to move slowly in and out as he softened. My wife was rubbing his hard chest with her small white hands. Their eyes were locked together and she was smiling. He leaned in and they started kissing again. He was rubbing her breast, kissing her deeply and still slowly pumping. He looked like he was getting hard again! Even in my young days I would have needed an hour to recover from a cum like that. My wife was shaking and said she was chilled. He pulled the covers over them as they continued.

I slipped over to my travel bag and pulled out a pair of sweats, hurried into the bathroom to change. I pulled off cum filled pants and underwear. I washed off with a cloth and pulled up my sweats without any underwear. I walked out and my wife was on her knees bent over Ed with his cock in her mouth. Her ass was up in the air, and his semen was running down her thighs. He was not fully hard, so she was almost to the bottom but still trying to get there. Ed was propped up on some pillows and sipping his scotch, watching my wife sucking his cock.

Ed was getting harder and told my wife to get on all fours. She complied quickly. He slipped his hardening cock easily into her dripping pussy. He quickly picked up the pace and was soon pounding into her like a wild animal. He was not gentle in any way. He was slapping her ass, telling her what a good cocksucker she was becoming. That her pussy felt so good and he was going to tear it up. Brooklyn was taking the pounding of her life and loving it.

Her ass cheeks had his handprints on them from the slapping. I was surprised when she told him to fuck her harder. He was driving her head into the mattress with each thrust. She was grunting and wincing with each assault. I could not believe how long they were going. I had never held off that long. “Brook, after this fuckin you will only want a black man inside you” Ed exclaimed. My wife just moaned and said “your probably right about that”

They continued for another 10 minutes, Ed told her to ride his big cock. He lay on his back, and she quickly climbed on top. She guided his cock into her and began humping wildly. Her put his big hands on her tits and roughly fondled her. After several minutes of her bouncing on his cock, she said she was about to cum. He pulled her forward and held her while he started to rapidly jackhammer her with his big cock. Let’s cum together he said. This sent my wife over the edge, and she stated to cum. Ed quickly let go and again filled her with a hot gooey load of cum.

They lay exhausted beside each other and kissed and cuddled for a couple of minutes. Brook said she needed a drink, and I grabbed her glass and handed it to her. “Damn I am a mess, grab me a towel to drip out on” I hurried to the bathroom and grabbed a towel and handed it to her. She grinned and laid her head on Ed’s chest and spread her legs. Her shaved pussy was swollen and red. Thick cum was dripping out and down her ass crack. There was a puddle forming on the sheets. Ed whispered into her ear, she giggled and said cucks don’t waste black seed, lick it up. I was both humiliated and turned on by her words. I dropped to my knees on the floor and started to lick up the mess.

It was not unpleasant at all. I found that I enjoyed the taste of Ed’s cum mixed with my wife’s fluids. I got all of it that I could, and my wife told me what a good cuck I was. I stood up and handed her a towel to place between her legs to drip on. I stood up to go back to my chair. “Bring us another drink and some snacks” I have worked up an appetite she said.

I got the snack tray and refilled their drinks. “What about Ed?” Brook said. He needs to clean up too. I was shocked, this was not part of my fantasy. I stammered that I did not believe that Ed would appreciate me anywhere near his cock. “Oh, it’s his idea” Brook laughed. “I would love to see it, just like the pizza porn movie we watched”.

Ed said, “come on, it’s just the three of us here and no one is going to tell what went on here today.” Brooklyn grabbed his cock and held it up and told me to clean him up for her. I hesitated for just a few seconds and crawled across the bed, put my head close and could smell my wife on his genitals. “That’s it cucky” Brook teased. “Show us how much you enjoyed watching us fuck” I stuck out my tongue and touched the tip. It tasted like the two of them together. I suddenly wanted to join them, to take part in this experiment. I took the tip into my mouth; it was soft and spongy and very pleasant. I twirled my tongue around like my wife had done to me.

I sucked as much as I could in my mouth to clean the juices off. “Clean my balls too” Ed demanded. I carefully sucked each of the two big balls into my mouth and cleaned them. I went back to the cock and began sucking him. I could hear them kissing again so I sucked like I had been told. I was enjoying sucking his black manhood. I tried to please them both. I must have been doing it well because I felt him start to harden in my mouth. Soon I was gagging on his big cock. My mouth felt like it was going to split, he was so thick. My wife tapped me on the head and told me to go back to my chair. She went back to sucking Ed, slowly and lovingly. Licking up and down his shaft and cupping his balls in her small hands.

I grabbed my camera and started taking some stills as she sucked his big black tool. I got some great shots of her mouth stretching to take as much cock as she could stuff down her throat. He pulled her face to his and they began deeply kissing again. It was very passionate kissing. I could see her sucking his tongue into her soft mouth. Her hand continued to stroke his cock, hoping to keep it hard for more pleasure. Ed asked me for another drink, I was out of ice, so I left them to go get a bucket filled. The machine on our floor was empty, so I had to go down two floors to find ice. When I returned, they were making slow, deep love. Not fucking but tender slow deep strokes.

She was so wet I could hear a squishing sound as he pushed in. They tried several different positions and ended up with her sucking him off and swallowing his load. They were exhausted after that.

Brooklyn told me to take my things and go to the other room downstairs. They were going to rest a bit. They planned to go have dinner, just the two of them, and come back later to the hotel bar. I could join them there if I wanted. She said she would call when they had returned to the hotel bar. I was shocked but did not protest as my fantasy had been more than fulfilled. I was a cuckold now and I needed to give my wife and her lover some space. I collected my things and the new room keys and left the two of them stretched out in the bed embracing each other in the afterglow of fabulous sex.

As soon as I got in my new room, I dropped my pants and jacked off thinking of the day’s events. I thought of her in his arms resting in the room upstairs and I shot a tremendous load that hit the bathroom mirror and left several strings across the countertop. I stood there looking at the cum and subconsciously bent and licked it up like a good cuck. I suddenly felt exhausted and fell on the bed and went sound asleep.

I jumped at the sound of the phone ringing. I grabbed it off the nightstand and saw it was from Brook. I cleared my throat and said hello. “Hi baby” I heard the bubbly voice say. We are pulling into the hotel and going to the bar if you want to join us. I said I would be down shortly after I showered. “I bet you have been jacking, haven’t you cuck” she giggled. I looked at the clock, it was almost 11pm. I jumped into the shower and changed clothes. I rushed to the bar to join my wife and her lover.

I could hear the music as soon as I opened my hotel door. I walked quickly across the lobby and down the corridor to the bar area. The place was really crowded, and they had a live band playing some 70’s and 80’s songs. The dance floor was crowded with people enjoying the lively beats of the band. The seats at the bar were all taken so I looked around to see if I could find Ed and Brooklyn. It took me a few minutes to get accustomed to the dim lights of the bar and the bright flashing lights behind the band. All the booths and tables seemed to be full, so I grabbed a beer at the bar and walked around the dance floor. I saw Ed first, he was waving me over to a booth along the back wall.

They were sharing the booth with two other couples since it was so crowded. Ed and Brooklyn scooted over so I could sit down. Brooklyn introduced me to the other two couples as her husband. There were some awkward moments as I shook the guy’s hands. The girls’ faces showed surprise at the revelation.

Ed asked Brooklyn to join him on the dance floor and she happily agreed. I let them out of the booth and was shocked at my wife’s outfit. She had on her short miniskirt, a tight sweater and clearly no bra. I offered her my hand and helped her stand up on her heels. She gave me a quick kiss and off she went with Ed to the dance floor. As soon as I sat back down one of the girls asked me what was going on, are you OK with your wife and another man. I told her it was OK with me, that I was the one that started asking my wife to take another man. “So, its ok if they have sex?” she asked. I said that today was her first time having sex outside of our marriage. “You are crazy to let that hot wife of yours do that” her husband said. Soon I was alone at the table watching everyone dancing. But I was also rock hard again.
Brooklyn came back to the booth and slid in beside me.

“Ed must leave early in the morning. I think it would be best if you stayed in the spare room tonight to give us some private time. I will call you when he leaves and you can join me before we need to check out.” She stood up and grabbed Ed by the hand and led him across the dance floor past the two couples we shared a booth with. The guys checked out her swaying hips, and the girls gave a disgusted look. I sat there a few minutes, finished my beer. I went to the bar and grabbed two bottles of beer and headed to my room alone. I am sure people could see I had a tent in my pants.

I sat on the couch in my room and sipped a beer and stroked my hard on, wondering what was going on in their room. My curiosity got the better of me after an hour. I took the elevator up to their floor and quietly stood outside their door and listened. I could hear muffled grunts and slapping noises, the unmistakable sounds of two people fucking. I stood there for too long rubbing my cock through my pants. I heard the elevator open, so I began walking back down the hall towards the elevator. I passed a young couple I had seen in the bar earlier making their way back to their room. They giggled when they passed my wife’s room. “Sounds like someone is having fun” she said.

I went back to my room and tried to sleep. I could not wait for Brook to call in the morning.

I woke early and again went and listened outside my wife’s room. I stood there for several minutes but I heard no sound from inside. Other visitors were packing up to checkout and the sound of running water, TV’s and hair dryers filled the hallway. I made my way back down to the breakfast area and had a light breakfast. I went back to my room and showered, packed my few items and waited.

Just after 10am she called. “Can you come up? And bring me something to eat please”. I went back to the breakfast area and picked up yogurt and fruit. I nervously hurried up to our room to check on her.

I knocked on our door, and she opened it in my dress shirt and nothing else. Her hair was a mess; I had never seen her look more beautiful than right then. I reached out to hug her, but she pulled away and said we need to talk. She took a seat on the couch, and I sat in my chair and faced her. She looked down at her hands and said” I am so sorry, I lost all control, I broke all the rules we had. Can you ever forgive me? I don’t know what got into me.” I moved to the couch beside her and put my arm around her. I told her that I loved her more than anything, that last night was more than I could have ever dreamed of. “I lost control, broke the rules, embarrassed you in front of strangers, made love to a man I barley knew. How could you still love me, I acted like a slut,”
I took her hand and led her to bed. I unbuttoned her shirt and saw soft bruising around her nipples; they were red and swollen. There were bruises on her ankles where his hands had held her legs in the air while he pounded her. Her pussy was red and still moist.

I kissed her lips and then went down on her. She tasted of the two of them. I devoured her sucking in all the fluids I could lick out. She moaned softly as I flicked my tongue as deep into her as I could get. She placed her heel on the back of my head and urged me deeper into her. I had to back out to breathe, and she told me to make love to her. I quickly peeled off my pants and mounted her. To say I went in easily would be an understatement. I doubt she felt me at all, but the wetness from their coupling was like nothing I had ever felt. The warm moist lining felt like velvet rubbing my dick. I knew I could not hold off very long, after just a few strokes I was blowing my load. I seemed to cum forever, she pulled me close and we kissed deeply. She pushed me off and quickly straddled my face. I lapped her clean once more.

I lay there catching my breath as she sat cross legged on the bed beside me. “We need to talk” Brooklyn stated. “I told you I would only do this for you once. I can’t believe that I slept with practically a stranger and had unprotected sex with him at least 6 times, sucked off two strangers in a lady’s restroom. Watched my supposedly straight husband suck cock and like it.” She looked at me with a serious look on her face. “I don’t think I can go back to my old life, I felt things in my body that I did not know existed. I had multiple orgasms and even squirted. I thought that was a myth. I am going to see Ed again, soon.

I will probably have him over at our house while you are out of town. I love you and want to keep you, but I need to enjoy these feelings more” I sat up and hugged her and told her that that would be fine with me, I was so proud to be her cuckold.

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