My first cuckold experience was in the form of swinging. Perhaps I am not technically a cuckold, but I'll leave that to you to advise.
My wife Becky, a petite young lady I married 4 years ago, is extremely hot in bed. When we married we fucked 3 times a day. But somewhere down the line some of the fun went out of our sex life. We were down to sex about once a month. It was still great sex but it wasn't happening enough.
I got the idea of swinging after reading an online story. Now, my wife is totally uninhibited in bed, but she is very shy of talking about sex. She had never even told me to fuck her - she'd just snuggle close to me and start rubbing me, indicating what she wanted. Oh, the fire in her hazel eyes said it all, but she never uttered a word. It was just not Betty.
So I was naturally hesitant and uncomortable. It took me a while to gather the courage, but when I discussed it with my wife, she was at first disgusted, then shocked, then reluctant. But as I said, she's totally uninhibited and to cut a long story short, I convinced her to try it once.
After sorting through numerous couples online, I chatted with a very well-spoken gent named Alan, who patiently allayed all my fears and explained to me how I should go about it. His objective thoughts inspired confidence and after a couple of chats with him we arranged for the 4 of us to meet. The agreement was that we would proceed only if all 4 were OK with it.
We met at a local coffee shop and chose a table in the corner. Except for Alan, all 3 of us were not very interested at the end of the conversation. His interest was no surprise to me - my wife is a knocker. Anyway, we agreed we would think some more, exchanged phone numbers and went our ways.
Days passed and a curious feeling crept up inside me. I kept thinking of the moment when I had introduced my wife to Alan and he had glanced at my wife's tits. They're not big, but they are perfectly shaped and about the size of a large pear. The more I thought about it, the harder my boner became. What if I didn't want to do it with his wife? At least Alan could do Betty.
So I broached the subject to Betty one night when she was sucking me. I had thought she would immediately reject the idea, but I sensed contemplation when she said "Would you be OK with that?" Of course I said I would be, so the next morning I called Alan and told him what we thought. He was very understanding and asked me if I am OK with the chance that his wife and I don't hit it together. I said that was fine by me and told her to "just make Betty happy". We made plans.
The day was a week later, on a Saturday, and Alan asked me to escort my wife to the hotel. I was very keen on watching the show but Alan was not comfortable with this. So I dropped my wife off at the hotel and went to watch a movie to kill time (I couldn't go home without her because we live with my parents).
Oh, did I mention that I had a raging hardon from the moment Betty stepped into his room. Alan was not looking at her and instead made small talk with me, clearly indicating he was uncomfortable with me around. My wife sat down on the bed and I almost shot my load thinking what she was gonna do. I was so turned on I had a strong urge to throw her on the bed and fuck her right then. But I knew Alan wouldn't like that, and so I forced myself to say "Have fun you two" and got the hell outta there.
The movie was not porn but almost close to soft porn, and that didn't help. My hard on was straining at my jeans so I fidgeted in my seat then threw my jacket in my lap to cover it. The lovers in the movie half naked and dancing (or probably rubbing their crotches together) and I imagined my Betty doing that with Alan. The idea of my wife even sharing a romantic dance with someone was making me incredibly jealous, but at the same time the tent in my jeans reminded my heart who's boss.
I had asked Betty the night before if she would tell me in detail everything she did with Alan. She refused flatly and told me "Alan, I don't want to talk about it afterwards." I could have conned her into it somehow but I love her and this was for her pleasure. So now, in the movie theater, I knew that I would never know what transpired, and just the reality of the moment was turning me on so much I figured I'd make the most of the situation. The fact that Alan was fucking Betty while I was sitting like a loser watching a stupid movie was tremendously erotic. I lived in the moment, almost visualising what I was fantasizing - Alan's cock in Betty's tight little pussy.
I knew it wouldn't last much longer and I was about to get up and go to the washroom to beat off, when my cell phone rang. It was Betty! I thought she was ringing for me to pick her up. I answered the call and said "Hey baby, how was it?"
My heart thudded loudly, my knees shook and a low moan escaped my lips, causing my neighbour to glance sternly at me. I took deep breaths and sank lower in the chair. When I caught my breath I realised I had cum - because my beautiful, loving, faithful, shy wife had said "It was fantastic, I am calling to ask you if I can go for round 2 in a while?"
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