It started a few years ago, when my lovely wife Anne along with a friend, started going to Bingo. I thought it strange, but I'd known all along that Anne's friend Sally had always enjoyed Bingo, & I suspected that my missus went mainly to give her company. But what I found strange some time later (NOT to start with), was that Anne used to go all 'dolled up' (tarted up, more like!), make up, loadsa lip stick, real high heels etc. 'For Bingo?', I would often ask myself?
Suspicious, I decided to investigate; so one Wednesday evening I went along, (before she'd arrive there), to the Bingo hall, sort of disguised, & discreetly hidden away. Anne would pick Sally up, & sure enough, my wife & Sally parked outside the venue, & got out of our car. But was I stunned to see 2 guys emerge from another car nearby----the 2 couple greeted one another, except that BOTH, my wife & her friend went into an embrace with 'their' guy---I then watched in awe as my wife & this young blond guy went mouth to mouth for a few seconds; Sally did likewise with 'her' bloke! A few seconds later they both disengaged; all 4 of them were giggling away. I watched as Sally jumped into the passenger seat of her 'friend's' car, & my wife & this blond guy jumped into our car, my wife driving! Yes, she DID go to the bingo hall, but NO, it was NOT for bingo!
Stunned, I went home; it was obvious that I was being cuckolded, & that my 25 year old wife had a lover---he for sure looked young, maybe not even 20! But what alarmed me, was I'd got an erection at the thought of my cuckoldry; yes, it was turning me on, the thought of my wife taking another man's cock. Inevitably I had to relieve myself at the thought; & it were a LOVELY wank! And this was not the only time. EVERY Wednesday was the same---I knew full well that my missus was having it off with this blond guy, & I simply HAD to pleasure myself then---at home, in the toilet, my right hand in 'perfect movement'!
This went on for maybe a month, but I couldn't bear it. I wanted to tell Anne that I knew, & 'strictly', didn't mind. In other words I wanted to tell my wife that I was maybe happy to be a cuckold; but somehow I just could NOT come round to it. Embarrassment? Shame? I know not! But then I hit upon an idea. One Wednesday, just before she was due to go, as she was getting herself all tarted up for her lover (& me with an erection!), I scribbled a note, & put it on the driver's seat of the car! Essentially it said, "I know what you're upto, & you have this young blond boyfriend, don't you? Though slightly jealous, I don't mind TOO much. Would'nt it be better if you brought him home maybe?". For sure, in next to no time Anne was back indoors, blushing, but smiling, asking, no TELLING me, "You ARE a cuckold, aren't you? You'd like to watch me & Stuart having it off, wouldn't you?". No reply from me was needed, as I was openly touching myself up 'there'! My wife picked up her phone up, & rang her stud, saying, "My husband knows, & in fact would like to meet you, as he's admitted to being a cuckold".
So off she went, as usual, except this time she returned 15 minutes later, with her 'friend'! Stuart & I exchanged pleasantries, though I think that he was maybe slightly more embarrased than I was.
The 3 of us went into the kitchen, & what followed then was incredible. Yes, they went off into a deep french kiss, except last time I watched it from 20 yards away; this time from 20 INCHES away! Except last time there was so much traffic noise; this time pure silence interupted ONLY by the delightful sounds of lips & mouths & tongues in dirty love-play! Except last time, it were the smell of traffic fumes; this time the sweet smell of their perfume, & the sexy odour of their young hot bodies. But BEST of all, last time it was mere 10 seconds! This time? It went on & on & on---so much so that I implored them, "PLEASE, DON'T stop; I'M not stopping, so PLEASE don't stop!". Yes, I was doing my routine, as I panted away, with a kitchen towel in my left hand, (something 'else' in my right hand!), ready for the 'result' of what could be described as an overt 'exercise in my admiration'. Inevitably, I shot it ALL over the tissue; without doubt, the BEST wank I'd ever had, & believe me, since 'bingo', I'd had a few! And only THEN did they stop their incredible snog. It were ten seconds last time---10 minutes at least THIS time! awesome! I smiled at them & congratulated them on their performance!
To be cont.---
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