Hi everyone,
My name is Melanie and I’m a relatively new cuckoldress. I found this site and thought that maybe some readers might like to hear about my new experiences. I’ve been happily married for nearly twenty years, but the cuckolding is quite new and I haven’t really got used to the word itself yet; I just know it’s something we both like and enjoy.
My husband Tom has always been a bit of a wimp, or as some might call it, a sissy. One night we were lying in bed and just talking and I asked him what his biggest fantasy in the world would be. He sort of got embarrased and told me he didn’t think I’d like to know, but finally I got it out of him. He told me he’d always wanted to be one of these ‘cuckolds’, a sort of slave to me. That meant I would humiliate him, amongst other things, by letting other men have sex with me.
Now, our sex life has never been the best, it was a now and again thing and Tom hasn’t really got a big cock anyway. Before I continue and just in case you’re wondering, anything more than six inches hurts – but it doesn’t me thinking about it! I had been faithful all those years, just flirting, but no further and now he was telling me to go for it! He told me he loved getting into arguments with me and being shouted at, (now I know why!), but he wished I’d have gone further and perhaps I’d have made him kneel before me and spat in his face, or even lifted up my dress and pee’d on him, then made him lick it up. Now, I am broadminded, it’s just that I’d never done anything like it and didn’t know how he’d react; I’d never thought about it, although it did sound exciting. Once we’d got all the ‘do you mean it’ and ‘are you serious’ out of the way, we had a good long talk about it. He showed me a couple of video’s on his computer about it and I got the idea. Before he went to bed he knelt before me, put his mouth between my legs and drank my pee, licked my bottom clean after I’d I’d been to the toilet and as a thank you I sat on him and spat in his mouth several times. I was finally a cuckoldress I suppose.
I told him about Roger at work, we’d been flirting for ages. He’s older than both of us and the furthest he’d got was his hand up my skirt and me gently pushing his hand away and then both of us joking about it. Roger is married too, but only in name and has told me that at nine inches long, his wife hasn’t done it for years and it’s a marriage only in name. I asked Tom what he thought about Roger doing it to me and he said that the thought of another man between my legs, him knowing what was happening and unable to stop it and me not wanting to stop, would be the biggest thrill of his life.
The next day I had a good talk with Roger in our dinner hour. I told him all about Toms wishes , about what we’d discussed and asked him what he thought. He didn’t sound surprised really and was all for it. We were sitting in his car and this time when his hand went up my skirt I didn’t push it away. I asked him to phone Tom up on his mobile and he was a bit reluctant but I told him it’s OK and to tell Tom what he was going to do to me. He did and told Tom he was sitting in his car with his fingers buried between his wifes wet, (yes they were), legs and later when he’d finished work he was going to put his cock there as well and rape me! He had the volume turned up and I could hear Tom saying, “that’s OK, please enjoy yourself”. Roger was smiling and handed the phone to me and I told him I’d be about a half an hour late home and I had to go now as someone wanted to come in my mouth before my lunch hour was over. I could hear Tom sort of swallowing with a strangled humiliated voice and I whispered to him, but so that Roger could hear as well, “I’m going to get his cock out now Tom and swallow his babies – byeeee” and put the phone down. I took Rogers cock out and yes it was big and thick, leant over in his car and sucked the babies and sperm out of only the second mans cock I’d ever been with. I still remember it, as I was a virgin when I married Tom and it was strange, but God, it was exciting! I remember, I’m middle aged, sitting in another mans car and my skirt is up around my waist. My swollen (size 36b) nipples are sticking out and I can taste fresh salty sperm on my lips. I’m being told I’m going to be raped later with a large swollen nine inch cock. That had never, never happened before and I loved the feeling. I was thinking of later; that the pain would be worth the hot wet spunk he’d be emptying between my legs.
Yes, on the way back home we both stopped on a desertated layby and I jumped into his car. We kissed for a bit and he sucked on my tits and then he asked me if I could still have babies. I said yes. He asked me what Tom would say if I got pregnant and I just told him to go ahead. The second cock between my dirty wet legs in my life and yes, I was soaking! He told me that he’d often thought about raping me and asked me what I’d have done if he had? I just asked him to go ahead and force me and find out. He also told me to ‘talk to him’ whilst he was inside me and so there I was, lying on the front reclining seat with my knickers in my hand, my legs wide open and my feet on the dashboard; with him kneeling on the floor and me pleading with (and begging) him to, “Rape me and force me to have your babies. Empty your cock between my dirty wet legs. Shag me, rape me, I’m going to be your free prostitute” and “Go on, use me” and things like that. At first I thought it was a bit embarrasing but then he talked to me as well and he was saying things like, “I’m raping you and making you a mother you dirty little whore” and “You made me wait for this you f*****g tease, now you’re going to beg for my spunk you little bitch’. It wasn’t bad though, it was all said in a sexy loving way. Nine inches of swiollen cock in a cramped front seat in a car takes some doing, but we did it and 10 painful but lovely minutes later did I moan, beg and wriggle about when he did empty his cock in me. I asked him to take a mobile phone photo of me with my legs open, knickers around my knees and his sperm dripping onto the car seat and sent it to Tom with the message, “Raped and wet. Home soon, need cleaning’ and sent it to him. I got a text message straight back saying, “yes, I’m on my kness for you waiting”. I showed it to Roger and told him he didn’t have to worry. Funnily enough you know, we don’t often use the word ‘sex’, we still call it ‘raping’ me.
A few days later both Tom and myself invited Roger round to our house where he met Tom and they got on together well. I n fact we all get on together so well that Roger comes at our house often and sleeps here sometimes as well. With me of course, Tom is next door when he does, in the spare bedroom, but is allowed to watch when we have sex. What does Tom think about all this? He doesn’t – I do the thinking, Tom cleans up after I’ve had sex and is allowed to lick my dirty knickers clean and the stains on the bed sheets. On special occasions he is also allowed to serve as our ‘matress’ when we have sex and and again occasionally is permitted to lick, (not suck), the juices from Rogers cock after he’s pulled it out from me. He also gets a wank from me now and again. Does that sound bad? We’re all very happy. One of the first things Roger did was to ‘marry’ the three of us. He did that by coming btween my legs, no protection as usual and with Tom kneeling quietly by the side of the bed and then Tom and I taking both our rings off. Mine was dipped between my legs and ‘washed’ in a mixture of both my and Rogers ‘cum’ and Toms was wiped around Rogers swollen and wet knob fresh from between my legs. I then kissed Toms ring and put it back on his finger and Tom kissed mine and put mine back on. So we’re sort of all married and I expect soon I’ll be carrying some babies, (twins?), from my ‘new’ marriage. Meanwhile I’m enjoying a large nine inch cock being forced between my legs nearly every night and repeatedly (willingly)‘raped’ with no condom in front of my cuckold.
FUCK MY WIFE!
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