Pretty much my whole life, I’ve had Cuckold fantasies. I didn’t know what it was referred to back then but loved secretly masturbating to my wife cheating on me. I started setting situations up with my wife and other men while turning a blind eye giving her plenty of opportunity to fuck.
I would masturbate daily so I could deny her sexual advances hoping she would cheat on me. Then one night it finally happened but it wasn’t because anything I did. We had gone out drinking one summer evening. We were visiting a small coastal town and found a quaint bar. We began talking to a guy sitting near us at the bar.
I could tell he had an eye for my wife. He began buying us drinks and before to long, I was pretty drunk. My wife isn’t a big drinker and was pacing herself. Then he started giving me shots of whiskey. That’s when I blacked out. I woke in a blurry state in our hotel room in bed to noise of loud moans and muffled talking.
I looked at the bed next to me and saw a guy on top of my wife fucking her brains out. My senses were still foggy and I wasn’t sure if I was dreaming, then I passed out again. Early that morning I woke and felt good with no effects of a hang over. I then noticed my wife in the next bed nude and still sleeping. I then realized it wasn’t a dream.
I lifted the sheet and peeped underneath to see a huge wet spot near my wife’s pussy. I then dressed and stepped out to find coffee. When I returned my wife was in the shower and the beds were made.
I never asked her anything or questioned what happened that night. She was very happy that morning too and so was I. A few weeks later we went on a camping trip with a few friends near a big lake. Late one evening my buddy asked if I would drive him around the lake to pick up his truck were he left it at the boat launch.
I told him I had an upset stomach and asked my wife if she wouldn’t mind. They left in my truck together and I wondered if my buddy would make a pass at her. During the day I caught the two of them checking one another out. I guess my mention to my wife about his large cock had her sneaking peeks. They were gone for a long time and I knew they were fucking.
I couldn’t take the angst anymore, so I went inside the camper and jerked off thinking about them. They finally returned and they both looked guilty. I never said a word. Later I pretended to be horny and tried to have sex with her but she shut me down quickly.
Then I knew they fucked for sure. Matter of fact the remainder of the trip they would sneak away together on several occasions to fuck. I caught her flashing him her titties and pussy from her bikini and pretended not to notice. They fucked for years after that weekend.
Then one day months later, I came home early from work. It wasn’t planned and I didn’t expect anything to happen that day. I walked into the house and heard voices coming from our bedroom. I walked down the hallway and peeked inside the bedroom. There was my wife sitting on top of somebody and riding him like a horse.
I couldn’t see who he was but I did see his rather large cock disappearing inside my wife’s pussy. I backed away and drove around the block and waited. Eventually I see him leaving so I return home. My wife was startled when I walked in. She was wearing a robe with nothing on. She asked what I was doing home early.
I told her I decided to take the day off and asked why she is she wearing her robe with nothing on. She started to stammer for an excuse and I stopped her and told her she was really sexy and I started to kiss her. She tried pushing me away and said she wasn’t clean and needed a shower. I told her I wanted her dirty.
She reluctantly gave in as to not start a argument. We got in bed and I began kissing her mouth. His taste was still present. I sucked her nipples and she was stroking my hard dick. She wanted me to get on and fuck her to get it over because she wasn’t into it. Instead I slid down between her legs as she tried stopping me.
I wasn’t going to be denied. I started licking her swollen pussy and the salty taste of his semen was still present. Eventually she relaxed when I never questioned her about it’s peculiar taste. I got really worked up and I let it slip that her used pussy tasted great. She asked what I meant about that.
I told her I caught them fucking and it’s o.k. and I just want to clean her pussy. She didn’t say anything for a couple minutes. Then she grabbed a hand full of my hair and pulled me deeper into her pussy. She began calling me a bitch and demanded I eat all his cum.
She told me I was nothing more than a cum eating faggot. I gave her four more orgasms before I rolled over and finished myself. Afterwards, she confessed to cheating because she needed bigger dick that I can’t provide. She also said if she knew I was a faggot she would have been feeding me all along.
She said feeding me her used pussy was more exciting than fucking behind my back. The cat is out of the bag now. She makes it a point to tell me when she’s getting fucked so I can be nearby to perform cleanup. She is still fucking the same guy and I call him the bull. She wants me to start fluffing him and he’s open to it as well.
I have never sucked dick before but have eaten plenty of his cum. Guess it want hurt sucking it straight from the source.
Going back to the beginning of our story, the guy at the bar had ruffled me to fuck my wife. She told me later. My wife’s pet name for me is Faggot and she likes to say it in the company of other men.
She gets a lot of dick that way.
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