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Cuckold Place Update

I’d like to share the story of my (unwitting) cuckold life (well, the last 15 years). It is unusual in that although my wife had not been faithful to me, she was not in many ways promiscuous or into the lifestyle. However, I can share with you some positives in the sense that as a cuckold there were some vicarious erotic moments.

It’s going to take some time to tell the whole story, so I’ll start at the beginning to set the scene.

We met when I was 31 and she was 23. She was young, blonde, blue-eyed and very flirtatious. She was (and still is) quite beautiful with a lovely face, D-cup breasts that defied gravity for many years, curvaceous figure, nice legs and quite sexy feet (size 6). I’ve attached some pictures of my wife here. It was the flirtatious nature of hers that brought this all on, but I jump ahead. For the first few years we had sex incessantly - twice a day was the average. She loved to go hard and fast, although later complain about the quality, but nevertheless you can’t have it both ways. Either go at it like an inexperienced 18yo or have a more sumptuous time (or both if you can manage it). I’d certainly had more erotic encounters with less attractive women, but she was damn hot and for a male that triggers plenty of buttons.

But on to the reason we’re all at this site. It took me some years to piece it all together so I’ll spare you that journey and start with what I now know happened. I was able at times to get her to confess some of the things that she got up to. My favourite was to have her mount me and tease me while telling all of the finer details. It did and does make me incredibly horny to hear about her lust and desire and the thought of her fucking someone else. The pity was that she didn’t like being interrogated as it were and wasn’t able to disassociate guilt. But no matter, it shouldn’t spoil this recounting.

By now she was 26 and I was 34. She had been going out a lot with “work” people while we were overseas, partners never invited. In fact she had been getting “hot and heavy” with a former coworker - flirting, kissing, groping. The coming home to me to wake me up in the night, mount my cock and have very hard fucking. She doesn’t come from intercourse so afterwards she’d go straight to a vibrator to finish off, no doubt fantasising about the other fellow. She loves headjobs but when she’s drunk it’s a lot more work so prefers a vibe.

The first time she fucked him was not long after we formally became engaged. There’s a lot more background but let’s cut to the chase. She went back to his place and he cooked her dinner. They then played some strip poker games. Each time one of them lost the hand they’d stand up and do a little dancing turn. Sometimes one of them would go under the table to tease the other with their tongue on their thigh. Eventually they went to his bedroom and rolled around. You have to understand they had a LOT of pent up angst and horniness from nearly a year of the flirting/kissing/groping. She said that her bra came off, and then eventually the rest. She rode his cock initially (bareback I assume - she is and was a sucker for a bare dick). She would have slowly teased the tip of his penis before riding up and down while he sucked her nipples. She says he held her hips at one point and thrust up into her which she didn’t enjoy so much. She likes to be in control when on top and often would lift her legs to press down on my (or his as well I suppose) thighs to stop that. Eventually they rolled over and she says there was a lot of hard fucking and groaning. She told me at one point that she didn’t think he’d ever came in any of their sessions as he was on anti-depressants which killed the ability to orgasm. But as she loves long, hard fucking (she once said that she didn’t think a dick could ever be too big for her) that would have worked for her. Eventually they’d just stop fucking. She tells me afterwards that time she came back to where we were staying the night and spooned up to me and cried. I don’t really remember, she might have.

The next encounter with the same person she had on a trip to New York to see a friend. As luck would have it, she arranged to meet him there. As best I can work it out after going out to dinner and getting very drunk they ended up in his hotel room rolling around on the bed. I think she resisted him a while but after getting naked there was a lot of foreplay. He tried to make her come with his fingers. She’s not actually a finger girl, although she did describe one boyfriend who made her melt with his fingers. By contrast she was never satisfied with my fingering, except when I went down on her clitoris and used two fingers on her G-Spot which is her favourite way of coming except when the vibe suits her better. Eventually that night she would have done her signature move which is climbing on top of his dick and slowly teasing herself and him. That’s something she’s done her whole life, she just can’t resist a bare dick. It’s bound to get her into trouble now as she’s not on the pill anymore. I can just imagine getting a phone call sometime soon. But back to what happened. She didn’t let him go down on her or her on him, but there was a lot of kissing, breast fondling, and fingering. They fucked in at least three positions - her on top, missionary, and doggy style. She says he held her hips and fucked her very hard. There was also a lot of biting, apparently their pent-up angst translated to expressing it on each other. She hates hickies (with me anyway) but seemed to like what they did to each other. Perhaps it signified marking each other as ownership. After a while they got horny again and fucked some more. In her words, the bedsheets were very messed up that night.

Early in the morning she went out and made a phone call to me in Australia. I wasn’t aware at the time what was going on. She told me how horny she was. After the call she went back to his room and they fucked again, this time much more slowly. If he was going to make her come that would have been the time, but I don’t actually think she’s ever come from a penis only. I did make her come one time from the side by tickling her clitoris with my finger but she never seemed keen to repeat the experience.

Keeping to chronological order next time I’ll talk about some of our swinging experiences. I was convinced at the time that I could share these things with her. What I was to later learn is that she doesn’t perceive herself as promiscuous (well, she loves to fuck on the first date and now that she’s single she’ll be going hard). It was more that she’s very flirtatious and for that to work it has to be one-on-one with another guy without me around.

We almost had the perfect relationship but never quite. If she had simply had a lot of physical extra-marital sex and told me all about it I would have been happy and incredibly turned on. But she doesn’t like being interrogated and feels guilty at some level so it just was never going to be in sync.

The facts that I had built up as to what had happened were garnered piece by piece. It made me incredibly horny to have her tell me each tiny bit of the puzzle. Often when she was drunk she’d let a little more slip. I used to love either her riding me, teasing my dick while she told me snippets in between passionate kisses. Or, I would mount her either from the front or behind and pin her down while I made her tell me more. It made me so hard and in turn I’d fuck her very hard which she’d love. I found that she never progressed from being a girl who just loved a good, hard, long fuck. I craved more dominance which she never could deliver. I wanted to be kneeling at her feet, being made to suck her toes and kiss her feet to earn each new piece of information. What really made me fundamentally excited was imagining her lust, her desire, how horny she was and how much she enjoyed herself while being unfaithful.

I used to masturbate to some really quite submissive cuckold fantasies. I’d imagine she’d bring him home, slip into the bedroom ahead of him and make me hide in the closet or under the bed while telling him that I was out. So I’d have to watch them fucking but be helpless to do anything. When I’d get really horny I’d imagine that he knew about me being present and I’d have to watch them up close. Again perhaps sucking her toes while he fucked her, or gave her head, to orgasm. In the most extreme fantasies I would be given an opportunity to stop her from fucking him by helping get him off. She might give him a foot job while I had to suck his cock but have only one minute, otherwise he’d mount her. She might mount him reverse cowgirl and then lean back to kiss him and have him grope her breasts while I had to watch his dick in her pussy while I licked her clitoris to orgasm. I had entered a deep cuckold place but ironically we weren’t ever quite on the same page. I used to encourage her quite a bit to have sex with others and tell me about it but she wouldn’t. If it hadn’t been from a position of betrayal but honesty and mutual participation we might have had a perfect marriage.

We had a couple of swinging experiences. It started with a dungeon-warming party just before we were married. We went along quite vanilla to see what it was about. It was almost entirely full of lifestyle people. There was some play, a Dom strapped her wrists above her head, exposed her breasts, arse, and pussy. She wore knee-high black boots but otherwise was exposed. He whipped her arse and teased her. She said she liked the riding crop being rubbed over her clit. Later we went upstairs, she stripped, was blindfolded, and he strapped her arms to the corners of the bed and tied her ankles to her thighs with her legs spread. We each kissed her from either side, teasing her breasts and nipples up to her armpits. She was desperately horny and begged for cock. In the end I mounted her and fucked her until I came and we went home shortly afterwards. We fucked incessantly for the next few days.

We went to a real swingers party in Melbourne. We ended up talking to a Kiwi couple and went upstairs. She was quite drunk and ended up stripping down to her high heels and kissing the other woman. Eventually she lay back while the other woman went down on her. Finally the guy finished her off with his tongue and lifted her legs over his shoulders and fucked her. After a little rest he took her doggy style but then it was all over.

Another time she was out with a friend and phoned me. She asked me if I was still interested in a threesome. Of course I said “yes!”. I drove in to pick her and the other guy from the pub and went back to his place. She sat on the couch with one leg draped over his talking for a while. They kissed for a bit and we all went to the bedroom. He seemed to want me to hang around so I stripped off and sat on the edge of the bed. They fucked for a little bit then she mounted him and it seemed like a good idea to take her up the arse. We fucked like that for a while and she said it felt fantastic. We took a little break while I went down on her and they kissed. In the end, he finger-fucked her from behind while he wanked and she sucked my dick. She did, and still does I’d say, have a fantasy of sucking a dick while she’s fucked very hard so it was nearly like that. That’s pretty much it for the swinging phase.

We separated a month ago. The journey pretty much ends there. We had sex once since, which was delicious and poignant. But in terms of the unwitting cuckold, the adventurous swingers, or the kinky at-home couple we’re at the end. Telling about these experiences has been good to get a load off (so to speak). But we’re about done with each other. I’ve been wondering what to do next. Have started profiles on AFF, ALT, and others but so far not too much. I’ve even considered offering to act as a bull for other couples. I know first hand what is and isn’t exciting for both so could help others on the journey (only with consenting couples, I myself wouldn’t want to be part of cheating, just something that brings a couple together). Not sure about that one yet either!

You can view some pics of my wife here

Submitted by: Bully4You