December 19, 2008
My New Life
A little background on us: My wife and I are a Caucasian couple that recently moved to the Chicago area. I am 37 yrs old and she is 36yrs. We have been married for 14yrs and have no children. We are both attractive and in good shape, I am 5” 9”, 170lbs. and she is 5’ 4”, 120lbs. with blond hair and blue eyes. We are college educated, have decent jobs and live a good life. Oh yeah, we both travel fairly regularly for work. Let’s call me J., and my wife S.
I have always had cuckold fantasies and have shared them with the wife. About a year ago, we decided to take the fantasy further and S. (wife) started a relationship with an individual she met while traveling. He was aware of the cuckold game and she had sex with him a few times, but in the end it did not work out. He was in a different state and wasn’t really right for “the game“ so it was ended.
A while later, we moved to Chicago and began to toy with the cuckold idea again. S had discovered that she in fact really liked our little “game”. So, we decided to check out some of the posts on this site and respond to a couple to see what happened. We found a couple interesting ones, but only responded to 2 posts. One was a bit over-the-top for our taste, but the other seemed promising.
After the initial contact, only my wife, S, had contact with the potential bull. They began to email and text one another and seemed to get along well so after a while, they decided to meet and see how things went. This was in late July of 2007.
My wife ( S ) had been traveling for work and she and our prospective bull setup a meeting for the night she returned home. The plan was for him to pick her up from the airport here in Chicago and then they would grab a bite to eat and talk. No pressure, no sex, just get to know one another. I was aware of it and trusted my wife’s judgment so I was not too worried, but still a little worried. Have to be safe.
S’s flight did not get in until 9pm so I figured it would be a little late before I spoke with her to see how things went. After a while, she sent me a few txt messages to let me know she was alright and that things were going well. This was probably around 11pm and they had went downtown. After a couple hours had passed, I was a little concerned and sent her a txt. She responded that all was good and they were “getting to know each other”. To make a long story short, she did not come home until almost 4:00 am. I had been trying to sleep, but was awake when she came in. She looked a little disheveled and had a somewhat worried look on her face.
We talked and she told me a bit about how the night went. She met M. and they got along quite well. She was horny from all the talk and planning and it wasn’t long before they started talking about sex. M had said that he had a big cock and S. was very curious to find out if it was true. He showed her his cock and she was at once enamored with it. A short time later they were having sex in the back of his Mercedes.
My wife had sex with M twice that night, and was worried that I would be mad because we had talked about not having sex, just meeting to get to know him. She said that she couldn’t help it. She liked him and he had a fabulous cock. She said once she saw it, she could not wait to get it inside of her. I told her I was not mad and we had great sex that night, though she was a little sore from M‘s big cock.
And thus, this began our current situation in the cuckold lifestyle. We have realized that we both enjoy this little “game” of ours very much, and it has continued with M. since then. My wife said that I should start a post telling about us, so here it is. Everything is true, we have become a real cuckold couple. I am not a great story teller and fact is not always as entertaining as fiction, but this is our story.
Submitted by: JRyan
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December 22nd, 2008 at 1:12 am
Your story is great. Your wife is hot. Being in Chicago i have been into the lifestyle for a year and a half and love it. Met some really wild wives. Keep doing your thing. Maybe one day our paths will cross.