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It’s been a while since we’ve had someone submit some fiction so here is a story and fantasy written by Don on how he would have loved his marriage to have turned out.

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When my wife and I got married at an early age, we were both as naive as you can be. My wife Kim was 24, 5′9, 130lbs, long brown hair to the middle of her back and 36c breasts. I (Don) was 25, 6′1, 210lbs, short hair, with a typical physique and I would say an average (6 inch) penis. We were both still virgins, but we had fooled around a little, me up her shirt under the bra and she had jacked me off a few times. Like I said, naive. At the time, little did we know that it would be her mother who would educate us and inevitably train me.

When my wife finished grad school, her mom gave us a trip to the Jamaica as a graduation/anniversary gift. We were excited. We were young and had no kids so we were going to go down and experience it all. We started working out and tanning a bit all in an effort to get the most from our trip. My wife looked hotter than she ever had. She was smokin’ hot in her new bikinis and they drove me crazy every time she wore them to tan.

When we arrived, we found out that the package included two in room massages. We had never tried that before so we thought it would be a fun opportunity. We got to the room and got settled. It was a three room suite with a living room, Kitchen and our king bed master. The living room overlooked the beach and we could see the sunset every night. After settling in to our room, we called and made dinner reservations and made reservations for our massages the next day.

After dinner we went for a walk on the beach. It was still very warm so my wife took her shirt off and was wearing just her bikini and a little wrap. She looked so hot, I could not help myself and we had sex right there on the beach. We woke early and went to breakfast and then went down to the beach. We were still feeling the excitement from the night before and my wife decided to try topless. I did not even have to ask her, she just decided to try it. I was shocked and massively turned on. We walked for a short while then returned to our room for lunch and our massages.

As we finished our lunch, the two men showed up for our massages. I answered the door and found two very tall, very Jamaican men standing there with a bag in one hand and massage tables in the other. I let them in and showed them where we would like to have the massages. As they set up their tables, my wife and I went to change. We came out of our room with our robes on and to my surprise, my wife walked right up to a table and untied her robe and laid face down. Her masseuse, Chris, covered her butt with a towel and proceeded to start spreading oil across her body. I could feel myself stiffening just watching her already. Then I shyly walked over to my table and tried to lay down without showing my growing hard-on. My masseuse, Ibraham, laid a towel over my butt and began massaging oil into my back. I could not believe how great it felt having someone with such strong hands massage my back. I always figured I would be a little afraid of having some guy give me a rub down. Kim on the other hand had no problem at all letting Chris rub her down. In no time she was moaning and mumbling as she was relaxed to the point she was nearly asleep. As we laid there, I had my head laid to the side so I could watch Kim’s reaction to it all. It was amazing to watch the pleasure in her face.

After about 30 minutes or so, Ibraham told me that this was where they like to give the husband and wife some special treatment. I asked what that meant. He told me that they had a special treatment they developed that helped the husband really relax his shoulders and the wife really get a full body massage. I asked Kim what she thought and she replied she was up for anything. I think as long as it meant Chris kept his hands on her, she would have gone for whatever. I agreed so Ibraham pulled out some straps from his bag. He wrapped them around my wrists, then around some loops on the bottom of the table. He said that by letting steady tension pull on my shoulders, it would help the muscles relax and ultimately make the massage more effective. It seemed logical. At first it was a little tight, but I could feel my shoulders relaxing after a short while. In the mean time, Ibraham got some more oil on his hands and he and Chris would both begin working on Kim and her body. Chris was working on her legs and Ibraham was working on her shoulders and back. As they did, I could see such pleasure in Kim’s face. She gave them moans of encouragement as these two strangers began massaging her entire body. I could see Ibraham slowly working his hands down her sides and brushing the outer edges of her breasts. Kim would moan as he did.

I could see out of the corner of my eye that Chris was slowly working his way up the inside of Kim’s legs, first her calf’s, then her thighs. Kim moaned in pleasure as he slowly worked his hands up towards the edge of the towel and finally underneath. Her breathing sped up as Chris, the first man other than me, worked oil into her cheeks. As he did, Kim told him, Oh my god that feels so good. Chris asked if there was anything special she wanted rubbed. She kind of giggled. As she did, Chris slowly began working his hands down her butt between her legs. I was shocked and began to voice a little protest to what I was seeing. As I did, I also found myself sporting a huge hard-on that I could not control. Eventually it would pop out pointing down between my legs. Chris just looked over at me as I argued and he said, don’t worry Sir, we won’t give her anything she does not want. Then he smiled.

I began to realize I was in trouble. Chris kept working his hands and Ibraham kept moving closer and closer to her breasts until he finally just gently brushed her nipple with a finger. This was kind of a wakeup call for Kim. She tried to sit up for a second and move away. When she did, the men just held her to the table. She began to struggle slightly as they rolled her onto her back. Chris just looked at her in the eyes as he stood between her legs and told her that they would stop any time she would tell them too. It was like she could not say no, I suspect she was so horny she couldn’t. Then it was all but over as Chris reached down and gently slide his shorts down to the floor. He would reveal a huge black penis half stiff starring straight at my wife’s opening. Kim looked down at him as he prepared himself. She looked at him and he just said this was part of the service and Ibraham pulled her shoulders down onto the table and held her there. Chris leaned forward and gently stroked Kim’s lips. Kim moaned and yelled “What are you doing!”. Chris slid a few fingers between her lips and pulled them out soaked with her juice. He looked at Ibraham and smiled. Then he climbed up onto the table over Kim. She looked at him and started to squirm and struggle. She kept asking, “What are you going to do?”. Chris looked down at her as Ibraham held her roughly against the table and said, I am going to massage your whole body.

With that he began pressing his penis against her lips. She tried to squirm underneath him but they held her. Then suddenly she let out the highest pitch squeal and began breathing really heavy. As she tried to catch her breath I could see Chris starting to slowly slide himself in and out of her. I tried to fight the ties, but found myself glued to what I was seeing. Kim began groaning with painful pleasure and tried to push against his hips. Then it began. As Chris kept pressing against her, she squealed and then screamed as she arched her back and I watched her eyes roll back into her head. I knew at that moment something had happened. Chris kept going as Kim kept screaming and squirming underneath him. Ibraham was now pulling on her nipples as she arched her back welcoming Chris. When it finally ended, she fell back to the table. Chris then began to be a little more urgent and pressed harder and harder. He began to speed up and before long was pounding her really hard. In no time, Kim was grunting and squealing again. As she transitioned from squealing to screaming, her second orgasm arrived and it over took her.

At first she was fighting to keep Chris out, as this orgasm over took her, she was scratching and pulling at his butt to try and get him deeper. As it continued, Chris began to grunt and Kim replied by begging him for more. Before long she was asking for more and harder. Chris lasted a little while longer, but finally finished and slid off the table. Kim was trying to recover as Ibraham kept massaging and pulling at her nipples. Then I think it hit her, Ibraham figured to have his turn. She turned to him and he smiled. Kim looked worried as she looked at him. He just smiled and said it was up to her, but that she had better know what she was getting into. As he said that, she pulled his shorts down. He would uncover the biggest, fattest penis I had ever seen. It was at least 10 inches long and several inches thick. He just looked at her and told her, “Just tell me you don’t want it, that is all you have to say.” Kim just stared at him, looked at his penis, then his face, then his penis. Then he just looked at her and told her to go into the bedroom.

As she began to get up, I called for her to not do it. She turned to me and said, “I can’t help it, I have to try”. I struggled to get free to no avail as the door to the bedroom closed. As I rested from my struggles, Chris would begin my humiliation. He started to laugh and I asked him what he was laughing at. He smiled and said, “You realize she is no longer your woman. That now she is ours, that she will not be able to say no to us. And that you will never satisfy her again.” He laughed as he went into the bathroom to clean up and get dressed. I laid there on the table and all I could do was listen and wonder what Ibraham was doing to my wife. At first I heard grunting and pounding, then the screaming began. “Oh My God, AAAHHHHH,” then “OH MY GOAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHDDDDDD.” Then nothing for about 10 minutes. As Chris finished cleaning up his table, Ibraham came out. Chris asked how she did. Ibraham looked at him with amazement. Chris asked what? Ibraham looked at him and said, she had actually been able to ride him. She had taken it all. Chris’s eyes popped open. That would be a first apparently.

About ten minutes later, they would untie me and let me get up. My arms hurt like crazy and they began to laugh. Apparently somewhere in the process, I had cum all over their table and myself. They threw me a towel and before long, they had packed up and left. I walked over to our room to find Kim still laying on the bed. She was totally naked laying on her back with her legs wide apart and her lips so big I think I could have driven a truck inside her. She had cum dripping from her hole and she was laying in the biggest pool of cum I had ever seen.

She was too sore for the rest of the trip for us to try anything, not that she would have wanted to anyway. As we met up with her mom and dad in the airport, it became evident that her mom had actually planned what had happened. They giggled and laughed, her mom at one point screamed, “no way, you took it all.” Apparently she had discovered Chris and Ibraham on their 20th anniversary. She had not slept with her dad since.

For the next five years, she would let me sleep with her exactly 5 times. She of course had found a new taste for larger penis’. On our 5 year anniversary from going to Jamaica, we went back so she could find her bulls. She slept in one room with them the entire trip. I was only allowed to listen through the walls. After that trip, she decided she wanted some kids so she would let me be with her a little more often until she got pregnant. We now have two beautiful girls and are coming up on our 10 year anniversary of her bulls. She says she has decided that since I am not man enough to give her sons that she is going to go back to Jamaica for the purpose of breeding with Ibraham. She says that she wants a son who can actually satisfy their wives.

Submitted by: Don - Washington State - USA

After lounging around the apartment complex pool for most of the afternoon, it was getting too hot for me to stay - even with generous amounts of sunscreen. Glancing over to my wife, Linda, I smiled in appreciation of how sexy she truly was. Linda was sitting on the chaise with her eyes closed. Wearing just a string bikini, she was baking herself to get a gorgeous golden brown tan. At 5’4” and 120 pounds, Linda wasn’t skinny. She had all the right curves and her succulent D-sized breasts over-filled her bikini bra. Linda repeatedly said she would love to eliminate all her tan lines and often undid the strings when nobody was around the pool. I wondered how Linda would react if someone accidentally caught her sunbathing in the nude. This thought often was the fuel for one of my fantasies - to see Linda actually having sex with another man. I got up from my poolside chair, tapped Linda on the shoulder and told her I was going up to the apartment to cool off.

Bill was coming out of his apartment heading for the pool as I headed up the stairs. Both Bill and his wife Jan had become good friends in the short time we all lived in this complex. Bill was about six feet tall, sandy brown hair, and lean - not skinny, but lean with very firm muscle tone. Bill’s bathing suit was small and tight fitting like the type competitive swimmers wear. The first day he had come out to the pool while Linda and I were out there, Linda adjusted her sunglasses to get a better look. Turning to me, she had remarked how Bill’s suit left little to the imagination. We both had laughed that day and I kidded her about having a wandering eye. Linda retorted that what’s good for the goose is good for the gander, and if I could enjoy looking at all the other wives that came down to the pool, then she could enjoy looking at the men. I had to agree.

When I got up to our apartment, I looked back over to the pool to see Bill taking up the chair that I had just vacated and was engaging Linda in conversation. I entered our apartment and went directly to the refrigerator to retrieve a cold beer. The cool apartment felt wonderful on my overheated skin. An hour later, I was on my third beer and starting to feel a pleasant buzz when Linda came through the door with Bill behind her. Both thought I had the right idea and were coming in to cool off too. Bill explained that Jan and the kids had gone to Austin for the weekend to visit her parents.

Not wanting to get the furniture covered with tanning lotion and sweat, Linda grabbed an old beach blanket out of the linen closet and spread it out in the middle of the living room. The three of us moved down on the floor onto the blanket and continued with conversation and beer. Linda and I were facing each other and Bill was stretched out along the side with his head at Linda’s end and his feet down beside me. I noticed each time Linda raised her bottle to take a sip; Bill’s eyes were glued to the exposed side of her breast. The small bikini bra covered the center front portion of Linda’s breasts including her nipples, but left the overflowing sides completely bare. What Bill could not see was that I also noticed Linda’s eyes repeatedly checking out the soft bulge in his swimsuit. When that bulge made a small movement, I knew Bill’s thoughts were turning to sex. At that moment, I wondered to myself whether I wanted my favorite fantasy to become a reality. Without coming to any conclusion, I decided to see how far things might go if I just went with the flow.

As time went on, Bill and Linda caught up with me on the number of beers consumed and all three of us were light headed. We were laughing at stupid things and the conversation became more sexually oriented. Bill asked me if Linda and I ever watched a porno video together. As Linda and I exchanged glances, we admitted that we had done that once or twice. Then Bill asked if we actually owned any, and when we said we didn’t, he offered to bring one up. Once again, Linda and I exchanged glances and she surprised me by saying, “Sure, why not.” I half expected her to make some protesting comment.

Bill hopped up and ran down to his apartment while Linda and I took the opportunity to fetch additional beer. Bill returned almost immediately and handed me the DVD. Linda moved the blanket back next to the sofa and positioned herself in the middle of the blanket facing the TV while leaning back against the front of the sofa. Bill sat down next to her at the edge of the blanket. After inserting the DVD, I sat down next to Linda on the side opposite Bill.

Watching the girl on the screen slurping the huge hard cock had an immediate affect on the three of us. For both Bill and I, the picture on the TV made us hard almost immediately. Linda and I both noticed Bill’s cock growing and extending towards his hip while straining against his swimsuit. She crossed her legs and began slowly rubbing one foot with the other. I knew immediately that the TV image and the sight of Bill’s cock was turning Linda on. Her hardened nipples pushing against the bra of her bikini also betrayed her casual appearance.

While watching the action on the screen, trying not to be obvious, I moved my hand to my trunks and started gently squeezing my cock increasing my pleasure as I got harder. When I glanced left, I saw Bill’s hand covering his bulge. He too was slowly tracing the outline of the head of his hardening member while staring straight ahead. Linda moved her hands to between her thighs and began pressing down on her pubic bone. After about 10 minutes of watching the hardcore action on the TV, I inched closer to Linda and reached to her chin. Turning her face to me, I engaged her in a long loving kiss. Without breaking the kiss, my hand slowly dropped from her chin, caressed her neck and moved down onto her breasts. I was so hard at that moment that I didn’t care that Bill was there.

Linda’s reaction to my hand caressing her breasts told me that she was truly hot and very horny. Her breathing was becoming more labored and she closed her eyes while pressing my hand tighter on her breast. I stroked the breast closest to me while moving her bikini bra up exposing her beautiful boobs. I saw Bill’s head crank right immediately and his eyes locked on Linda’s breasts. Bill reached over and tentatively placed his hand on Linda’s stomach. Linda’s breathing became more rapid and her kiss became more passionate. I reached down and guided Bill’s hand up to Linda’s left breast. Both Bill and I were giving each breast a workout. When our kiss ended, I moved my mouth close to her ear and whispered that I wanted her to kiss Bill.

With Bill and I still caressing her breasts, Linda turned to Bill and leaned over to kiss him. She changed her position and Bill leaned back on the floor bringing Linda above him while they continued to kiss. As her pendulant breasts reached down to graze Bill’s chest, I reached to Linda’s back and undid both the top and bottom knots of her bikini bra and gently dragged the bra out of the way. Linda supported herself with one hand while using her other hand to feel Bill’s chest and stomach. As her hand moved lower on his stomach, I reached over and pulled her hand downwards over Bill’s swimsuit towards his pulsing manhood. As her hand traveled the length of his cock discovering and squeezing, Bill raised his hips in an effort to increase the pressure of the contact.

“God, I need to free this thing!” Bill exclaimed while pushing the top of his swimsuit down. As his fully engorged member sprang out of its confinement, Linda grabbed it and started to stroke it while she stared totally transfixed at the sight of his huge love muscle. All the veins in Bill’s cock were fully engorged and clearly defined while his heartbeat was obvious in the visible pulsing movements.

I moved behind Linda and tugged at the knots of her bikini bottom. She slowly turned her face towards me showing completely flushed cheeks and total lust in her eyes. I knew her eyes were asking for permission to continue. Looking straight into her eyes, I mouthed a kiss and slowly closed and opened my eyes once. She returned her gaze to Bill’s cock and moved closer to it. Bill’s hand moved to the back of her head and gently pushed her towards his loins. Linda adjusted her position so that she could use two hands to hold and control Bill’s cock. Even with two hands on his cock, a full one-third of his magnificent erection stood above her hands. She could feel the heat radiating from his manhood and held it against her cheek taking in the musky aroma of his sex. It was obvious that she was savoring this as she started to rub his cock around her face and across her lips. Her tongue snaked out to taste the flavor of different parts of his impressive manhood. Bill’s cock developed a bead of seminal fluid which Linda gently began spreading around his purple helmet with her index finger. As more fluid rose to the surface, she continued working it into the skin of his cockhead and the junction at the top of his shaft. The effect of this on Bill only made him want to fuck her face more urgently. He didn’t have to wait long as Linda’s tongue shot out and replaced her finger as the tool to administer this exquisite pleasure. She licked his cockhead completely tasting his sweet precum and finally the object of her lust disappeared into her mouth as Bill’s thrusting became more intense. Her tongue swirled around the bulbous head that filled her mouth; tasting, feeling, and then finding that spot that drives all men over the brink.

While Linda continued to lovingly suck on Bill, both Bill and I were feeling her breasts with one hand and reaching between her legs with the other. Because of Bill’s position under Linda, he focused on her clitoris while I was rubbing Linda’s gushing pussy juice around her cunt lips and up to her ass. The more we rubbed her pussy and ass, the more she moaned while her mouth was full of cock.

“Oh Linda, that feels sooooo good, it’s soooo wonderful.” Bill moaned while trying to thrust his meat further into her throat. Linda could tell from how Bill’s cock was stretching to greater dimensions that he was getting closer to coming. Meanwhile, my need to fuck this fabulous pussy overpowered all other thought. Getting to my knees, I moved behind Linda and pressed my cock between her legs up against her slit. I pushed my cock the length of her slippery gash totally coating it with her juices. As I started to pull back a little, I felt a hand grab my cock and gently pull it towards the entrance to Linda’s love canal. I entered her pussy in one easy stroke and pushed to reach her depths. Grabbing her hips, I held her tightly so that I could stay as deep as possible. The sensations were incredible, but I didn’t want to come just yet.

After a few minutes, it was obvious to me that I had to pull out or I would explode soon. Gently easing my cock out of her oozing pussy, it was all I could do to prevent myself from shooting all over Bill and Linda. Linda raised herself up and stared at Bill’s saliva-coated rod. Without saying a word, she straddled Bill’s pelvis without letting go of his turgid member. She held his cock up against her belly while Bill’s hands moved to hold and massage both of her heaving breasts. Linda stroked Bill a few times, then raised herself over his cock positioning it for it’s ultimate mission. Pressing his cock against her slick pussy opening, she lowered herself onto Bill. I watched with fascination as his 10-inch pole disappeared into my sex-crazed wife. When Linda’s pussy reached Bill’s pubic bone, she ground herself into him and moaned loudly.

“Oh yes, fuck me, fuck me deep.” Linda’s lust had totally consumed her and her quest for an orgasm was her only objective. Bill matched her raising and lowering by returning thrusts deep into her womb. Linda leaned forward and pressed her lips to Bill while taking hold of his shoulders. I moved towards their feet so that I could have a better view of Bill’s cock sliding in and out of Linda’s hungry pussy. Bill’s cock was shining with each withdrawal. In and out, in and out. Linda was getting the maximum out of every stroke by waiting until Bill’s cockhead was almost completely out of her pussy before pushing back down to bury it deep inside her. Each time Bill withdrew, Linda’s stretched vagina stayed open in preparation for the next thrust.

Suddenly, Linda leaned to one side pulling Bill with her. As she rolled onto the floor, Bill continued the motion and moved on top. Linda’s heels raised into the air as she pulled Bill’s blood-hardened cock into her body again. Now, there was more urgency in their strokes. Bill grabbed Linda’s shoulders while his pelvis thrust faster and harder into her. His balls were slapping against her ass while her pussy made squishing sounds from the juices flooding past Bill’s cock and down the crack of her ass. Her frantic thrusting signaled her race to the finish line. Bill’s balls tightened up, and I knew he was about to fill Linda’s cunt with his seed. Linda’s hands moved from Bill’s back down to his ass and pulled him deeply into her.

“OHH, I’m cumming, ohhhhh, ohhhhh,” Linda cried loudly as the waves of pleasure totally consumed her causing her body to tighten and jerk while she dug her nails into Bill’s ass. Bill took in a breath and plunged into Linda one final time as his cum shot out through his cock filling her hungry hole. The violent thrusting slowed as his balls emptied their life-giving seed into my wife. Linda’s legs crossed over Bill’s back to hold his cock deep inside her against her womb.

The two of them laid motionless for a moment while their breathing started returning to normal, then Bill rolled off to one side. After his softening cock fell out of Linda’s cunt, her hole oozed gobs of white cream which ran down the crack of her ass towards the blanket. Witnessing this display of animal passion and total lust had me so completely turned on and in need of relief. I began to stroke my cock again in my quest to ejaculate - knowing it would be soon. Linda watched me for a few seconds, then crawled over to me taking my hands off my cock. While slowing stroking my cock, she kissed me lovingly and extended her tongue to dual with mine.

“I love you,” she said quietly, and then lowered her head to take my cock into her mouth. Lavishing my cockhead with all her affection, the tingling in my cock began. I laid back onto the floor and spread my legs to either side of her while she changed her position to kneel between my thighs. Her tongue was massaging the underside of my cockhead at the top of my shaft. Her sucking and licking were becoming more than I could stand and I knew I was losing control.

“I’m going to come, honey,” I warned, giving her time to get ready. As my come exploded out of my cock, she sucked my cock continually while swallowing each pulsing shot of my cream. When the last spurt entered her mouth, she continued licking my cockhead clean which sent electric shocks throughout my entire body. When she raised her head from my cock, she looked into my eyes and crawled up to my face. During the ensuing passionate kiss, as our tongues entwined, I could taste my own come in her mouth.

After regaining our breath, we all sat up in silence.

“God, that was fucking awesome,” I said looking straight into Linda’s beautiful eyes.

“I can’t believe we actually did that,” Linda countered while reaching over to playfully slap Bill on the shoulder.

Bill smiled at both of us. “Well, I don’t know how you’ll feel tomorrow, but if you two ever get the urge to try this again, I’d love to join in. Vic, your wife is a really great piece of ass! Thanks for sharing her.”

After Bill left, Linda and I went to our bedroom and made slow passionate love. Later, we talked about how excited we had become during the movie. When she asked me how I felt watching another man screw her, I could only thank her for making my favorite fantasy a reality.

Submitted by: Victor Lima - St Louis, MO

Cuckold Place Update

Wife Changed the Rules of the Game

My job takes me out of town for days at a time. When I got home from my last trip, I told my husband about a nice looking younger man buying me drinks during happy hour one night. I told my husband that the attention he paid me really make me feel good about myself. My husband asked if I considered taking the man up on his offers. I had to admit I thought about what it would like, but would not consider cheating on him. He asked me would I do it with his knowledge and approval. I was not sure what to say. We talked for hours about his question. I told him if he was sure he could deal with it I may give it consideration if the guy was as nice looking as the young man in the bar. We talked more about it and came up with some ground-rules. My husband did not want me doing anything with anyone that he worked with, or anyone that knew our family. He also said I did not have to tell him in advance for one night stands. He did want to know the details ASAP after I fucked a stranger. He also wanted to know and approve of any ongoing relationship I may have. My husband said he did not want me fucking any black men, because he did not want to have to explain a black baby to our friends and family if I got pregnant. I agreed to his rules.

I did not have any out of town business during the next two weeks. My husband and I had sex nearly every day. During sex he would start talking about me being with other men and the things they may do to me. He seemed to get more and more turned on each night.

Then after that couple of weeks I had to have lunch with a nice looking salesman from out of town. He started hitting on me and I told him I was married. He did not seem to mind, saying he had a lot married girlfriends. After we completed our business he said he would really like to take me out for dinner before he left town. My mind started racing, thinking about fucking this stranger. I also started thinking about how my husband may react to me going on a date with this man. I asked him if he was free tonight. He said yes, and we set a time and location for our date. The more I thought about it the more excited I became. I stopped on the way home from work to buy a special outfit to wear on my date. I picked out a little black miniskirt and a very revealing silk blouse. When I got home, I told my husband I had to meet someone for a dinner appointment. After my husband saw me getting dressed, he said it looked like I was going out on a date. I told him, you could call it that. I reminded him about our rule regarding one-night-stands (I did not have to tell him before hand). He said yes that was what we said. I told him that he could wait up and I would give him the details before we went to bed. He said OK. I did warn him that I expected to be late getting in.

My new male friend was named Mark. Over dinner he managed to touch me every chance he got. When I did not turn down his advances, he got even bolder. It turned out we were having dinner less than a block from his hotel. We both knew what we wanted, so we cut dinner short and went back to his room, got undressed and went for it. My lover pushed the large mushroomed head of his cock into my pussy. When he finally came, I could feel his semen pumping into me. I got between his legs and licked and sucked his ball until he was hard again. I then rode his cock until he came again, pumping another load of his seed into me, until it was overflowing and dripping down my thighs. My thoughts went to my husband waiting home for my return. That gave me my biggest climax of the night. I then left my lover and told him I had to get home.

It was 1AM when I pulled into my driveway. I sat in my car thinking about what I had just done and was about to do. I pulled my panties off and slipped them in my handbag. My husband was awake and came to the living room nude to greet me. His cock was hard with anticipation. I asked him to make us some drinks. He did so and sat on the couch next to me. I took a slip of my drink and reached into my bag and pulled out my panties handing them to him. He knew that I was naked beneath my miniskirt. He gave me a hard passionate kiss. I asked him to get on his back on the floor in front of the couch. He did so without question. I got up and placed one foot on the coffee table and the other beside his head. I told him that I wanted him to see my well fucked pussy. I told him to run his hand over my thighs. He did as he was told. I explained that he was feeling another man’s cum that had dripped out of my pussy. A drop of cum dripped from my pussy onto his cheek. I then lowered my cum filled pussy to his lips. I told him that I wanted him to eat all the cum out of my pussy. He sucked and ate my pussy all night long. I told him that it was clear that he enjoyed this due to the hardness of his dick. He could not deny what was true. When he did get around to putting is dick in my pussy, he shot his load as soon as it was inside me. I told my husband that since he enjoyed other men using my pussy, I was going to update our rules. I explain that now we only had one rule. That rule was “I was going to fuck anyone I wanted!” As I pushed his head back down to my pussy for him to clean out his own cum, I asked if he understood the rule. He said “yes”. I asked if he had any problem with that rule. He said “no”. I said “good” and pushed my cunt into his face.

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Submitted by: open couple

I hadn’t been out in what felt like an eternity. I wasn’t even sure I could dance any more but when my old boyfriend called asking me out clubbing I decided it was worth giving it a shot. My husband was going to be out of town so it was either try dancing or spend another night in with the cat. Since the cat isn’t much of a conversationalist, I put on the closest thing to a party dress I owned. I looked in the mirror, “humph” it would do. The dress was tight at the waist and short but not too short, after all I wasn’t under 30 anymore.

At a little past 9 pm I heard the knock on the door. I greeted John with a quick hug. He smelled so good it made my body stir. I always enjoyed sex with John but since my marriage he wasn’t as warm towards me as he had been. For a fleeting moment I wondered if I might be able to warm him up later. My husband had been gone for over a week and I was feeling more than a little needy. We left quickly. I ask him to drive because I planned to let loose a little. I don’t typically drink but I was feeling restless. I had been to this club ages ago and it was exactly like I remembered. The smoke hung in the air, a tangible thing. I knew I would realize later that it had permeated my clothes, my hair, my lungs, all of me without even a hint of foreplay. I plopped down at a corner table, crossing my legs conscious of the shortness of my skirt. John went to bar, pushing his way up stream against the press of young college students. Living in a college town when school was in session you ran into young hard bodied men and women almost everywhere you went. I took a minute to appreciate the firm breasts on display and the skirts that made mine look grandmotherly. I watched a few of the fraternity guys coming back from the bar. Their t-shirts were loose but hinted at the hard muscles underneath. I watched one in particular as his tight ass worked its way through the crowd. I sighed. Youth is wasted on the young.

After my second vodka Collins I got my groove back, either that or I was drunk enough not to care how stupid I looked out on the dance floor. John danced with me for a few songs and then went back to the table to relax. I started to follow but as the next song came on I recognized it as one of my favorite 80’s songs. I couldn’t miss the opportunity to dance to it again. As my hips swayed to the music I realized how close the guy behind me was. I could feel his hot breath on my neck and if I inched back even a little I knew I would find my ass grinding into his groin. I would like to think it was the movement of the crowd as more people pressed onto the dance floor but either way somehow I closed that tiny distance and felt his hands on my hips pulling me into him. I leaned my head back and turned to look at him. He wasn’t half bad, dark short hair, cute smile and some of those hard muscles. I could feel my nipples tighten and a slight tingling in my cunt. I let him grind into me from behind for the rest of the song, feeling his hands wander up and down my sides just shy of caressing my breasts.

When the song ended he let go of me and I turned to thank him for the dance but before I could say anything he leaned in and whispered in my ear, “follow me”. This is when common sense should have kicked in but like I said I needed a little adventure and my heart skipped a beat. I nodded my head in ascent. He wove his way toward the back of the bar pulling me along by the hand. In the thick crowd John didn’t notice us as we passed. I didn’t realize the bar had a back door until he pulled me through it into the alleyway. The light breeze felt good as it flitted across the light sweat on my back. I breathed deeply in the fresh air and looked around. There were half a dozen cars parked in the alley. He pointed toward a black mustang a few feet away, “Want to take a ride?” His smile was sweet and seductive. I gave him an equally inviting smile and said, “Sure”. He grabbed my hand again and pulled me toward the mustang. The car was parked at the end of the lot and on the other side of it was the next building. He pulled me past the passenger side and all the way over to the driver’s side of the car and faced me up against the door. He rested his hands on my hips and pressed his groin into my ass. I felt his hard cock through our clothes. “Oh you meant that kind of ride did you?” I laughed softly. That was all the invitation he needed. He slid his hands lower and clutched the end of my skirt pulling it up around my waist. He nuzzled my ear a little and pressed harder against me. His hands massaged my hips and my ass. I arched my back into him and he slipped a hand around to feel my wet cunt. He groaned softly as he slid a finger into me. He moved his other hand up to finally caress my breast. I spread my legs a little more. He took both hands and reached up to unbutton my shirt. Then I felt each of his hands cup a breast, tweaking and pinching my nipples. My cunt was so wet I thought I was going to cry. For a minute I was worried when he pulled away but then I heard the sound of his zipper and the thump of his shorts as they hit the ground. He simply pulled my panties to the side and slid his hard cock deep into my cunt with one hard thrust. I gasped and squirmed against the wall. He grabbed a handful of hair in one hand and used the other to arch my back more so that he could get deeper inside me.

“Hey Don!” a voice pierced the quiet. He stopped and turned to look towards the door to the bar. “Dude I’m busy” replied the man I now knew as ‘Don’. I heard shuffling in the dirt as Don’s friend moved closer instead of going back inside the bar. Geez, Don’s friend moved like a herd of elephants. I turned my head to see what was going on. With Don’s cock still hard inside me, I watched as three of his fraternity brothers neared the front of the Mustang. “Oh I see you are busy,” all of the brothers laughed and snickered. I leaned my head back and appealed to Don, “Don’t stop.” That got another round of snickers and laughter as Don grabbed my hair again as he went back to pounding cunt. I groaned. I could tell Don was gesturing to his brothers behind me but he held my head pinned down so I couldn’t be sure what was going on. Then I felt Don pull out and move away. I whimpered a little in protest until the blonde haired 6’ (?) frat brother turned me around to face his hard cock. I eyed him appreciatively. He finished removing my shirt and bra and licked and sucked my nipples. My cunt was on fire now and my nipples were so hard every time he licked or sucked on them I felt it go straight to my cunt. I reached down and fondled his cock, hoping he planned to use it. He responded by grabbing my shoulders and pushing me into a squatting position. Swiftly I had his huge cock shoved in my mouth. I choked as it rammed against the back of my throat. Don moved back over, his cock still out and hard. He stroked it while he watched his friend fuck my mouth with hard demanding strokes. Suddenly Don reached over and grabbed my head pulling me off his friends cock. I looked up at Don and grinned. He shot cum all over my face. This must have worked for his friend because he chose that moment to cum on my face and my breasts.

Don let go and I tried to wipe the cum off my face, succeeding in smearing it all over. I licked my fingers and stood up. My skirt was still wrapped around my waist and my breasts were covered with cum. “Well that was fun for you but I have to say I’m not that impressed”, I challenged. After all, my cunt was still unsatisfied and dripping wet. Don turned to look at his other two fraternity brothers. One of them immediately unbuttoned his jeans. His cock sprang forth, welcoming. The blonde having redressed himself roughly bent me over the hood of the Mustang. The night chill of the metal made my nipples ache. The new addition had long dark hair. Score one for variety I laughed to myself. He used his legs to push mine farther apart and drove his cock into me. I grunted a little from the sheer force but my cunt was so wet and ready it offered no resistance. He grabbed my hips and rode me with long hard thrusts. I whined with pleasure and tried to press into him as he rammed his cock in over and over. He pulled out and came all over my back and my skirt. I had cum once while he was drilling into me but I still didn’t feel much satisfaction. If anything my cunt was still hot and needy.

I stood and turned around starting to redress myself, thinking I could always go home and play with my vibrator. “What about me you slut? Where do you think your going?” asked the last fraternity brother, his hard cock in hand. I just shrugged. I had to admit this guy really wasn’t much to look at but fair was fair plus I could really stand another good fucking. I lifted my skirt back up and fingered my cunt. Without another word he walked up and pushed me back up against the car. I laid back a bit to steady myself and make my cunt more available. He started fucking me softly at first. “Harder,” I demanded. As requested he picked up his pace and force, rocking into me. I was facing him, thinking I wish it had been one of the cuter guys, but I reached up and fondled my own nipples as he drove into me. He was panting in pleasure and fatigue. I looked over and saw Don had his cock out again ready to go. He stood next to us, jacking off. Worn out, the last brother pulled out and came all over my legs. Don came right after all over my panties and my legs. I realized some cum had ended up on the hood of the car. I looked at Don, “Sorry about the car”. He laughed, “It’s ok, It’s not my car.” In unison the frat boys headed back into the bar leaving me to clean up alone. The last guy had been so quick I didn’t even get a chance to come again. I sighed.

I tried to wipe as much of the cum off me as possible and redressed. Luckily nothing had gotten ripped or broken. Going back into the bar I immediately headed toward the ladies room. No way I could face John without some more clean up. I pulled almost a whole roll of paper towels out of the dispenser and wiped my face off. Then I went to work wiping off my legs. A girl dressed in an all black Goth outfit came out of one of the stalls. She was pretty cute with long blond hair pulled into a pony tail. Her black corset was studded on the edges with metal studs and her breasts strained against it. Her skirt was a shimmery material that clung lovingly to her hips. She just stared for a few minutes until I stared back, feeling a little self conscious. “Looks like you’ve been having a little fun, huh?” She seemed nice enough so I just smiled back at her. “Let me help you with that.” She took the bundle of towels from my hand and bent down wiping off my calves first, then moving up to my thighs. I knew she could smell the cum and sex all over me. As she wiped my thighs my skirt slowly inched up again. My cunt ached as she got closer and closer with her ministrations. I was both shocked and pleased when the towel gently rubbed my clit. I couldn’t help it, I moaned just a little. She looked up at me and laughed. Standing without a word she pulled me into the last stall. She kneeled down and I was awarded a great view of her huge tits barely covered by the corset. She put the lid down on the toilet and sat me down on the edge. She spread my legs and my skirt was back up around my waist. I laughed a little to myself, this poor skirt wasn’t doing its job at all tonight. She tugged at my panties till I lifted my ass so she could slide them off. Then she started licking. She licked my inner thighs, teasing me, making me arch my back and fight to keep a moan from giving away our activities. As girls cycled in and out of the bathroom I tried to be quiet while she licked my cunt. She teased my clit with her teeth, nibbling and sucking alternately. My breasts felt huge and my nipples begged for attention. I moved my hands through her hair sometimes pulling her mouth against my cunt. I slid one hand under my shirt and tortured my nipples. I twisted them and pinched them. I felt my hips moving in rhythm with her tongue. Finally it was too much for me I arched my back and let out a moan as I came hard against her mouth. She kept licking and licking driving me wild until I finally had to pull her head away. She licked her lips and smiled a wicked smile.

I reached out and grabbed one of her breasts and released it from the corset. She stood up. I wasn’t sure if she was offended or what so I stood up too and pushed her against the door of the stall. I kissed her hard on the lips, biting her bottom lip. At last I felt her hands circle my waist. I pulled back enough to put my mouth on her breast and began teasing and sucking her nipple. I reached with my other hand to free her other breast. I cupped them together, sucking and licking both her nipples at one time. She squirmed against the door so I moved my pelvis up against hers to hold her still. I didn’t want to be done with her beautiful breasts just yet. I worked them until I could tell she was burning. I ran a hand along and under that seductive skirt. I was a little surprised to find that she didn’t have any panties on, but I wasn’t at all surprised at her hot wet cunt. I put a finger gently inside her, teasing her clit. She arched against my hand. So I put two fingers inside her and used my thumb to massage her clit as I moved my fingers inside her, exploring her. I let my mouth go back to her nipples as I tried 3 fingers. I shoved them as far up her cunt as I could. When I pulled them back out I felt her hand on mine. She shoved my fingers back into her cunt spreading her legs wider. She broke away and sat on the toilet edge taking the place I had just left. She spread her legs wide. Out of her purse she pulled a little mini vibrator. I grinned appreciatively. Holding it tight in my palm to try and muffle the noise I turned it on and pressed it against her clit. She leaned back as far as she could. I took my other hand and again put three fingers in her, stretching her while the vibrator teased her clit. She was sopping wet as I slid four fingers into her cunt. She spread her legs as wide as she could while rocking against my hand. I had only heard of this before but I decided to give it a try. She was so loose and wet by now but she hadn’t cum for me yet, so I gently inched my whole hand into her cunt. She squirmed a little but didn’t complain. With the little vibrator working her clit I slid almost my whole hand into her cunt, filling her up. I began gently moving my hand inside her. It only took a few tiny shoves before she exploded, lifting her whole body off the toilet, one of her hands holding mine inside her. When she at last she relaxed again I pulled out and wiped off my hand. I pulled down her skirt and kissed her lightly on the lips.

I grabbed my panties and dropped them in my purse. I left the stall, did a quick makeup check, shrugged in defeat at my appearance and headed back to see if John was still even at the bar. I was pretty surprised to see him sitting at a table near the door talking to a cute brown haired sorority girl. I took the empty seat next to him and said “Hi”. John introduced me to his new ‘friend’. She seemed nice enough but decided she better go find her friends. She smiled sweetly at John and took off. John turned to me “Where have you been?” “Oh, I must have eaten something bad, I’ve been in the bathroom. Do you think we could go?” “Sure.” Walking back to the car John seemed bubbly with excitement, which for John was a rarity. I let him rattle on and on about his newest acquaintance, peaceful and relaxed in my own world. “I even got her number,” he announced triumphantly. I smiled and told him I was impressed. As we pulled out onto the freeway I reached over and put my hand on John’s thigh. He didn’t say anything or move he just looked at me and smiled then went back to watching the road. Good old reliable John I thought as I let my hand slide up his thigh to find a hard cock. I wore a wide smile all the way back to my house as I rubbed his cock. Maybe John was warming up to me after all.

Fantasy submitted by Pita - Arizona - USA

Cuckold Place Update

Cleanup Cuckold

The story below is part fiction and part fact; the overall scenario is pure fantasy, but some of the incidental details, the emotions and the dialogue are based on actual experiences with Sarah, my ex-wife. Sarah cheated on me from the very start of our relationship (she was 16 when she first cheated on me – I was 17) but it was only after a drunken threesome some years later and a spate of ‘confessions’ on her behalf that she took a lover with my knowledge and indulged my excitement for her fucking other men.

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I was woken by the text alert going off ‘Wardrobe, naked, 12:30am’ was all it said. I had an hour to wait and I knew it would be one of the longest hours of my life. The feelings of excitement, anticipation, nervousness, jealousy and humiliation all combining to create that feeling in the stomach that only cucks can ever experience and appreciate.

12:55am and still Sarah wasn’t home. I was getting cold, my body ached from being cramped in the wardrobe and my eyes hurt through searching the blackness of the house beyond the wardrobe slats. But it didn’t matter; in fact I didn’t feel any discomfort at all only the prolonged aching in my cock as my mind ran wild.

1:05am and I heard the door open and saw the downstairs hall lights come on. I heard Sarah giggle; it was her ‘come fuck me’ giggle that she always had after a few glasses of wine. For several minutes I hear talking from down below but I was unable to make out what was said. Now and then I heard laughter, mostly from Sarah and I could tell she was getting turned on. Then the upstairs hall light came on and I had a clear view of the stairs through the open bedroom door. Sarah stopped halfway up, leant forwards and thrust her arse out to the man behind her. I couldn’t see his face but I saw him hold her hips and push his crotch towards her. ‘I hope you’re going to fuck me like this? Sarah said as she looked towards me. My cock twitched as she stood up and walked into the bedroom followed by her lover, a man in his early 30’s and well built.

Sarah turned on the bedside light and turned to her lover, throwing her arms around him and kissing him deeply. My cock was now fully erect as I watched them kiss heavily. Of all the things I’ve seen Sarah do with another man kissing a lover passionately, almost lovingly, always brings on the strongest feelings.

As they kissed harder they undressed each other until finally Sarah dropped to her knees and removed his trousers. His cock was massive, easily the biggest Sarah had ever had and a smile spread across her face. She sucked on it greedily, all the time telling him how big his cock was and how it must have been twice the size of mine.

As soon as he was fully erect she got on the bed, on her knees facing the wardrobe. She reached under herself, opened her pussy and whilst looking towards me said ‘Fuck me, fuck me like I’ve never been fucked before’. He obliged and soon they were fucking hard, moans escaped from Sarah as she came over and over.
Suddenly I heard the front door open but neither Sarah nor her lover stopped or took much notice. Then I saw another man run up the stairs saying ‘Sorry, fucking taxi couldn’t find the street!’ quickly followed by ‘Wow, I see you’ve started without me?’ Hurriedly he stripped off to reveal a cock as impressive as hi mates. He fed it into Sarah’s mouth and she graciously took it in as deep as she could. They fucked her at both ends, using her mouth and pussy roughly. Sarah took all they had to offer and stopped only the once to say ‘I could get used to this!’

For the next hour they fucked her in every way possible, sending her to orgasm after orgasm; Sarah was cuming like I’d never seen before as she begged for more. I couldn’t believe how much Sarah loved it and at one point I almost felt as if she loved it too much. The feelings of jealousy and humiliation seemed to rise above the others and thoughts of doubt about what I was witnessing came into my head. I looked away, wondering what to do until I heard Sarah scream out ‘Yes, fill me with your cum’.

I looked back through the slats to see her on her back, her legs were up and her lover was deep inside her. His head was thrown back and he was groaning as he pumped into her. His mate was beside Sarah’s head and she was sucking and wanking his cock until he too started to cum, shooting his spunk over Sarah’s face, neck and tits. As I watched I realized I was fixated on the scene before me, my cock was hard and I was rubbing it softly. All jealousy had gone, the only thought in my head was of how proud I was to see Sarah take them on and be rewarded with their cum. I knew then that my place in life was as her cuck.

Sarah laid back and asked one of her lovers to place a pillow under her arse ‘Your cum feels so deep and warm inside me, I want to savor that feeling for a while’ she said giggling, her face, neck and tits still covered in cum. ‘Let me get you a tissue’ said one of her lovers, and started to make for the bathroom. ‘No, I’ve got something better, go to the wardrobe and open it!’

My heart skipped a beat and panic set in but I was powerless to do anything as the door opened. ‘What the fu’ he said but was interrupted by Sarah ‘Guys, this is Rob. By day he’s my hard-working loving husband, by night he’s my submissive cuck and clean-up slut’. I’d never been so humiliated in my life as I stood there, trying to hide my cock which was wilting fast.

‘What have you got to say cuck?’ asked Sarah. ‘I . . . I . . . . I don’t know’ I stuttered. ‘For fuck sake cuck, have you forgotten your training? These two lovely men, with the biggest cocks your wife’ pussy has ever taken, have just fucked your wife to the best orgasms of her life! Don’t you think you should at least say Thank You?.

‘Thank you’ I said quietly, but Sarah interrupted with a sharp ‘Cuck do it properly! If you embarrass me by failing to obey my commands I won’t be happy!’ She looked at me sternly and I had no option but do as she asked. ‘Thank you for fucking my wife. Thank you for giving her your big cocks and for fucking her to the best orgasms she’s ever had’. The guys laughed and Sarah said ‘That’s better cuck, now come and clean my neck’.

As I cleaned the cum from Sarah’s neck the guys got dressed. I could hear them talking; ‘So does he ever fuck you?’, ‘Yes, sometimes’. ‘Does he ever join you and a lover?’, ‘Yes, if I want him too. He only ever does what I want him to!’. ‘So what does he do if he joins you?’, ‘He serves me however I demand, sometimes he’ll serve my lover too if that’s what I command him to do. Would you like him to serve us next time? Would you like him to hold me, his wife, open as you feed those lovely cocks into me?’ My cock twitched at the thought and it took all my self control to keep me from cuming when they both replied ‘Yes, that could be fun. How about next Saturday?’ I gave Sarah’s neck a little kiss to say Thank You, and then returned to cleaning her neck and tits.

Once the guys have left Sarah looked at me. ‘Now then cuck, you let me down tonight and for that you’ll be punished. But first get your head down to my pussy, remove the pillow and carry out your cleanup duties while I think about their big cocks pounding into me. If you do a good job I’ll take it into consideration when devising your punishment’ she said, pushing my head down to her pussy.

As I cleaned the cum from Sarah’s pussy she said ‘That’s it, lick it all up and don’t miss a drop. You like that don’t you? You like to see me fucked and you like cleaning me afterwards don’t you cuck’

‘Yes Mistress’ was all I could say as I did my duty.

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Submitted by: Rob

Cuckold Place Update

Fucking My Husband’s Friends

First of all, yes, I have, but they are all black friends from back in Pittsburgh when he was younger. I don’t do his current friends at all due to the politics of friendships and careers. SO, with that in mind, let me tell you what is happening right now.

As background, my husband, then just a friend took me to a Phoenix Swing Club because I was curious about it all. I had two guys that night at the same time and was hooked. We went every couple weeks and eventually found ‘black’ and as they say, never went back. Right before my first black guy, two weeks earlier, I had an earth shattering, toe curling experience when I was the center of attention in a train of 11 guys. On the way back to my place, my husband was playing with me (and everything that was left in me by the guys). Almost as soon as we got in my door, I grabbed his head and shoved it between my legs as I was standing there. He ate it, he ate it all. I had a cuckold in the making and hell, didn’t even know then what a cuckold was.

Now fast forward 5 years and one day a call came in to the house. We were married three years by then. It was some guy named Earl, from Pittsburgh that was now living in Mesa/Chandler area and was asking if the guy he was calling was the same guy that hailed from Pittsburgh. I told him yes and that he should call back a couple hours later. He did, they connected and later that evening, we met Earl at Char’s Has the Blues, an R&B bar in town. Long story short, I found myself that night in Earl’s back seat giving him oral attention while my husband stood outside the car keeping an eye for cops and other people getting too close to the car. Slurp, gulp and a few long minutes later, I got what I loved. Yes, I am an oral type, enjoy it, can climax from it and love the taste of what I can keep in my mouth before I greedily swallow.

That evening turned into an invitation for steaks at Earl’s place a week later. While my “now fully cuckolded” husband was standing at the grill on the patio, flipping steaks, I got to get on my knees in the living room and re-live the previous week’s car thing. For what ever psychological reason, I was getting more of a thrill doing my husband’s friend, than I do/did with other black guys! Go figure! When Earl popped, I kept it all in my mouth and we went to the patio. There was my husband’s coffee cup, (we don’t drink). I took the contents of my mouth and pretended to take a drink of his coffee, but instead put Earl’s load of semen into the coffee, mixing it with the milk that was already in the cup mixing it with a stirrer before he saw. My husband never knew. I have never told him. It is my secret and frankly, makes me wet when I think of it and has over the years, caused me to do it again with other guys, anytime and everytime I can. (But that is another story for another time)

Earl eventually took a transfer of jobs and moved back east to Texas first, then to Alabama and now to Denver. Two years ago, we took a vacation back to Pennsylvania and I met another one of my husband’s friends, Stan. Stan was nice and yes, before the evening that we hooked up was done, I had sex with him at his place, alone, with my husband told that he was going to show me his house, and told to stay put. It took Stan a little over an hour to show me his 3 bedroom, 2000 sq.ft. house …. hee, hee, hee, ha!

I digress though. Now comes two weeks ago. I get this Messenger contact from Jay. I have no idea who Jay is, so I ask, “Who are you!” He tells me that he is a Pittsburgh friend of my husbands, and the he, Stan, Earl and my husband used to run together back in the ‘Burgh’. Well-l-l-l-l-l, guess what my private parts did. Yes, everything went warm and bubbly and very liquid immediately. Another friend, wow! I had heard my husband talk of Jay, he was the youngest of the crew between the 4 of them, but only by about 4-5 years. I found out that he had just left the Marines after 10 years, and that he was living in the far west valley, near the Air Force Base. That his last duty station was at MCAS (Marine Corp Air Station) in Yuma and just decided to stay in Arizona after discharge. By this time, Marine , in Phoenix, black, friend of husband, talked to Earl (who told him I was into black) … BINGO!

So here we are, a couple weeks of conversation, him wanting to surprise my husband because they have not seen each other in years, and me already knowing that somehow, on that visit, that I am going to have this guy. Last night, I gave up our home number and address to Jay. I have been playing it cool though and have not told him that I would do him, in fact, he has brought it up, and I have told him that just because I have done my husband’s friends in the past, and continue to be a woman that loves black lovers, that it is not a guarentee that I would do him. RIGHT! SURE! If you believe that, I have some ocean front property that I can help you invest in right over along the Colorado River - that is as soon as California falls off into the Pacific!

I am guessing that he is going to call and come by sometime this weekend. There is an excitement in the air that is in my head!

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Submitted by: Carmen

I am happily married to an adorable woman called Sophie and have always fantasised about her having sex with other men. One of my favorite fantasies takes place at college soon after we got together:

My girlfriends (now my wife) room was some way from mine and I often used to go round to her room after we had both gone to bed to sleep with her in her little single bed. My fantasy relates to a previous boyfriend (Jeff) who she slept with on a few occasions in her gap year. I have never met him but have seen photographs and he looks to be a large well built man with a sizable bulge showing through his shorts. I imagine that he has come to visit Sophie at college and that she has organised a college room for him to stay in, a few doors down from hers. The three of us spend the day together around town. He seems to me to be quite relaxed about the fact that she has a new boyfriend and we all seem to get along very well.

After some drinks and coffee in Sophie’s room after dinner, we both say goodnight to her and retire to our rooms for the night. However, soon after getting changed into my pyjamas and lying down in my bed I am feeling highly aroused (not an uncommon condition, particularly so early in our relationship) and desperate to see her. So I pad through college and knock quietly on her door. Sophie opens the door to let me in. She is brushing her teeth and wearing one of her very plain long white cotton nighties that I find incredibly sexy (she can’t see why that is, as she thinks they are very ordinary, but there you go…). She puts her arms around my neck and kisses me deeply for some time. I am enjoying the sensation of my hard penis on her soft tummy and the slight taste of toothpaste in her mouth. She reaches into my pyjamas and lightly brushes the shaft of my penis with her fingers and then down to my testicles, which are pulled up tight ready to fire.

She breaks off saying “I can tell someone’s desperate, but I’m afraid you will have to restrain yourself for a bit. I promised Jeff I would pop around for a goodnight kiss. You may not have noticed, but he was pestering me for a kiss all day long. In the end I had to promise I would after we had all gone to bed, just to get some peace. Anyway its the least I can do after all the effort he made to come all this way to see me”. So after a quick little peck on the cheek and a “see you in a minute” she is gone out of the door.

Feeling rather frustrated, I strip off my pyjamas, turn out the light and climb into bed by myself to wait. The seconds and then the minutes drag by at an agonisingly slow pace. I keep telling myself to relax and try to doze off. But I am so aroused, and more and more frustration, that I can only toss and turn, very much awake.

After what seems like ages (but is probably not much more than 15 minutes or so) I hear her soft footsteps padding down the corridor. She, very quietly, opens the door and slips inside. Its quite dark in the room, but I can just make out her outline in her white nightie. She clearly thinks I’m asleep because she says nothing as she stands by the bed lifting her nightie over her head and carefully climbs under the duvet beside me.

“Oh your awake” she says as she feels me move over to make room for her in the narrow bed. “I’m sorry I was so long, I didn’t realise quite how desperate he was, and we got a bit carried away. I’m afraid I’m very wet down there, I couldn’t believe anybody could produce so much sperm, he must have been saving it up for ages, poor man”. I start to detect an aroma of Sophie and semen from under the duvet and as I reach down to stroke her between her legs I realise that the inside of her thighs are covered in sperm where it must have leaked out while she made her way back to her room. I am too desperate for her to be able to process this properly or worry about what it might mean. I climb on top of her and she wraps her legs around me as I enter her. Her pussy is full of cum and unbelievably wet and slippery. It has expanded in length and hugely in width to accommodate his much larger penis so I can only just sense that my little one is inside her as I slowly start to make love to her. “mmm that’s lovely” she says softly as she reaches round under her leg to gently caress my (now very wet and slippery) testicles……

Most of my fantasies are of a similar nature. Sometimes I am involved as well, with Sophie kissing me, sucking my penis or simply holding my hand and looking lovingly into my eyes with her beautiful large brown eyes, as a well endowed man slides his huge penis into her soft wet pussy. Unfortunately, I don’t think she really shares these thoughts. I have asked her if she would like to feel a larger cock inside her and she says she might like mine to be a bit thicker but is only interested in me. I tried her with a realistic dildo (cyberskin about 8″ long and 6″ girth). I found it very exciting to see how her pussy lips stretched around its circumference as it slid in and out. Lengthwise it bottomed out at about 7.5 inches so I guess it would be frustrating to try to fuck her if one had a longer one than that. She thought it was a bit artificial, however, and wasn’t very impressed with the dildo.

On another occasion, however, I tried a penis extension (cyberskin, 2″ xtra thick) which made me about the same size as the dildo. She got very excited with this inside her, came very strongly and didn’t want to stop. So I guess a big dick is OK as long as its attached to somebody.

Submitted by: Small Hubby

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I had been dating Tammy for 5 years. We got engaged while she was still in grad school, and we were living apart, so it was still a few months before she was able to move back to my home town, so we decided to do our best to be loyal. As time went on, I began to develop what I saw at the time as a very abnormal fantasy.

I remembered about how when she and I first started dating, she would talk about her ex boyfriend, and how big he was. I asked her if a big dick was what she wanted, and her response was that it was “more manly”, but that I felt good… In the back of my mind, I knew she was lying to me, but I could not stop thinking about what her ex must have done to her with his huge cock. It began to become an obsession for me. Every time we would have sex, I began to think about what she must have been like riding that huge cock of his, and would cum so hard when I would picture him fucking her tight little pussy with that fat cock that she loved. I would jerk my tiny little penis thinking about it while she was sleeping next to me, and think about her cumming all over a much bigger and harder cock than I could ever provide. Finally I came to the understanding that I desired to be a cuckold to a much bigger and capable man, and wanted nothing more than to watch her little pussy cum all over a big hard cock… I even began to dream about her letting, or making, me suck his huge cock, and training me to be a little cock slut like her. I trembled with pleasure at the idea of his massive cock fucking her to climax, and then me being forced to swallow his hot cum, or lick it right out of her little pussy.

Finally, I felt like I could not keep any of this to myself any longer, so I began dropping hints to see what she thought. At first, I just asked her if she ever thought about being with a man who could provide more pleasure, and in the beginning, she tried to be coy about it, but not very well. She said that size was sometimes a liability, but the look on her face told a different story. After a little pressing, the truth started to come out. She admitted that a big hard cock was what she liked, and the deeper and fatter she could get, the more likely she was to have that little wet pussy cum. She also revealed that a big cock felt better because when it pushed the pussy apart, the feeling of submission and servitude was incomparable to what I could give her. Basically, a man with a bigger cock would make her feel like more of a woman, and there was no way I could ever match that.

I knew that us being apart was going to be a great excuse for her to enjoy that big cock, so I began to talk specifics. I asked her if she still talked to her ex, and she admitted to me that he would call her all the time. When she came clean about that, I felt like I was going to cum in my pants. I knew that if he was calling her, there was now way he wasn’t fucking her. Her love of huge cock was no secret, so I was certain she had been getting what she needed. I asked her if she would be willing to have him over one night and call me on her cell phone so that I could hear her getting real dick. I did not expect the reply I was given.

She told me that she had already made plans for him to come over that night. In fact, he had been fucking her every night for the past month, and she told me that she didn’t think she could stop… even if she wanted to, which she didn’t. She told me about how she had sent him a text that afternoon telling him how she was fantasizing about his “perfect penis” and how all she could think about was sucking his cock and feeling his hot cum in her little pussy. She said that she had never felt as horny with anyone as he made her feel, and that every time he fucked her, he made her cum. She said that the night before, he had fucked her so good, that she came harder than she had ever cum before.

You can not imagine how hard this news made me. I knew my perfect little fiance was a total slave to a huge cock and not only couldn’t stop fucking him, but had no desire to stop. She flat out told me that she had every intention of fucking him as often as she could. Her body could not say no. She agreed that she wanted me to hear what it sounded like for her to get fucked by a real man, so she told me she would call me before she went to bed with him that night so I could hear them together.

I went to bed almost right way and toyed with my pathetic unit thinking about what was going to happen to her later. After what seemed like forever, the call finally came. I was under strict instructions not to make a sound, so I muted the phone right away. She acted like she was just setting the phone down to go to bed, and I could hear her talking to him. At first, things seemed pretty benign. I was actually worried that he might not be in the mood as he was telling her he was really tired from a long day, but then I heard her going down on him. She said, “I know what you need” and within seconds, I could hear the slurping and moaning of her taking him full length down her throat. He began to pant slightly and I could hear him instructing her how to get him going. He told her how “good her mouth felt”, and I almost got jealous, because I realized it had been over a year since she wanted to put my tiny little pathetic cock in her mouth, yet here she was on the phone about to cum just from sucking a much bigger and commanding cock. It was obvious she was enjoying it.

As things progressed, I heard him start to give her instruction. He told her to roll over, which she obviously did, because with in seconds, I heard him enter her… I knew it happened, because the gasp she let out was unmistakable. There is no other reason a woman would ever make the sound she made other than the moment she had been penetrated by a truly huge cock.
I held my breath so as not to miss a second of the sounds, and was rewarded with a rising ecstasy which I had never heard from her before. It started at a slow groan, but as I heard him start to fuck her harder, it was clear that she was on her way to orgasm. I could hear his balls slapping against her, and each time he went in, she let out a throaty groan. It was becoming clear what a real man could do to her, and I had to reach down and play with my little cock while I listened to him fucking her. As I pulled away, I listed to his powerful stroke give her pleasure, and listed in as her dirty talk began to guide him to her climax.

“Fuck my little pussy…fuck it hard” she said. “You like my big dick, don’t you?” He said, “not like your boyfriend’s tiny dick”… “He has a tiny cock, I only want yours” she said…”I want you to fuck me with your big cock…he can’t make me cum” When I heard this, I came all over my hand. I immediately brought the hot cum up to my mouth and licked it all up. I was still hard thinking about him fucking her.

“Damnit fuck me hard” she yelled…”Fuck my little pussy” “Oh baby I am going to cum” he said…”I am going to cum in you” “Do it baby, cum in my pussy” she cried….”fill me” She knew I could hear her, yet her she was asking another man to cum in her pussy! I imagined what it would be like for her to come home to me after, so I could lick her clean…oh god, I am about to cum again… The slapping got louder and more frantic. Their moans were growing in intensity, and I could tell they were both about to cum. As he began to let go, I could tell that his hot cum was spraying the inside of her little pussy, and with each blast of cum, I could hear her cumming herself. “Ohhhhh, ohhhhh, ohhhhh, ohhhh” they both exclaimed. I was cumming again just hearing this. Then they fell silent. I could tell he was done, and he had just cum in MY fiances pussy. I could hear her shaking. She had cum so hard.

I hung up the phone with a huge smile on my face.

Submitted by: Foresty

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My wife Sydney and I met a fantastic couple by chance at a sushi place, the kind here you end up sitting next to each other around a hibachi. Barbara was maybe 45, elegant, with an incredible body, short blond hair, and a deep tan. She’d had a little work done, but that made her only that much more a sexy, mature woman.

Barbara’s husband was about 6′2″, in his early 60s, confident, brutally handsome, and very experienced — you could just tell. His name is David.

We talked and drank and flirted. He insisted on ordering some drinks for my wife and she loved it. He was just slightly casually dismissive of me, talking to his wife and my wife, Sydney, as if I was hardly there.

Nothing happened, but later that night Sydney and I fucked like crazy and talked about them and how we’d never done anything with an older couple — just a few threesomes or couples who were our age or younger.

I’m 35, Sydney is 33. Sydney’s incredibly hot: about 5′6″, athletic, and tanned. I’m 5′10″, athletic and have a 6.5-inch cock. I don’t normally consider myself a submissive or cuck, but that meeting brought on feelings I’d never had.

So I wrote the following letter that I would love to have the nerve to send, if I even knew who that other couple was. But meanwhile, here’s my fantasy:

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Dear Barbara,

I’d love to have you and David meet us out for drinks one night, then we go to a nearby boutique hotel where we order a couple of bottles of champagne up to our room. Sydney starts rubbing your husband’s shoulders and then they start kissing. I love the idea of watching her kissing and grinding against an older man with silver hair, tanned and leathery skin, a fit body despite being over 60, and a very large, hard cock surrounded by black and gray hairs.

Then you two girls disappear into the other room of the suite, and come back in wearing only short little silky night gowns. You dance for us — first separate, then together — touching and caressing each other and teasing us. You two strip down to nothing while we guys are still dressed.

David then takes my wife and she sits on his lap and starts softly caressing and kissing her neck, her lips, her tits, and her hands. You sit beside me and rub my cock through my pants. Your husband continues rubbing his hands on Sydney’s body and he says to me, “You’re going to have to sit back and watch Barbara and I please your wife. You’re young and don’t know how to really satisfy her. You will learn by watching us take your wife and bend her to our desires. Do you understand this?”

“Yes.”

“What?”

“Yes, sir.”

“We’re going to show you what your wife wants. We’re going to take her to the peak of ecstasy. She’ll be ours tonight.”

Your husband slides his hands up Sydney’s thighs and caresses her hot pussy. You’re still rubbing my cock through my pants, but you’re starting to run your other hand up Sydney’s legs.

“I want that,” I say.

“We’re going to do it whether you want it or not. I’m going to show you how a man pleases a woman.”

He licks his way down Sydney’s body and you say, “Now be a good boy and pay attention. I’m going to find out what you’ve learned after we’re done with Sydney.” Then you slide over and join Sydney and your husband, kissing her mouth and neck while he eats her pussy until she cums, nearly screaming.

The two of you then suck his cock, you showing her new skills and tricks. She sucks his balls while you suck his cock, and then you switch, over and over.

Finally, your husband mounts my wife and and you slide his long, fat cock into her pussy. She whimpers and moans and kisses him while you rub her clit and his balls. He fucks her all over the bed — from behind while she eats your pussy, her on top while you rub your tits against hers, her beneath him as you lick her pussy and then her asshole with his cock sliding in and out right by your tongue. Finally he cums on both of your faces and you two kiss. Then your husband takes Sydney in his arms and kisses her while she continues to stroke his spent cock.

Then you come over and kiss me — I can taste his manhood and Sydney’s smell on your breath — and then push my head down between your legs. I lick your pussy and ass, and then sit up as you pull my cock into your hungry mouth.

Sydney is laying in your husbands arms — naked and sweaty — nuzzling his neck and kissing him as they whisper secrets and make plans for her to see him sometime when I’m not around.

You suck me until nothing seems to exist but my cock and your tongue, and then you guide me into your pussy and let me fuck you every way possible. All the while Sydney and your husband are kissing and giggling, her stroking on his now hardening cock. She lets him fuck her from behind slowly and tenderly while watching you and me fuck like animals.

I fuck you until I pull out and you suck me into your mouth, swallowing my load and continuing to suck me until I’m tender and soft.

Then you climb off me and lay down beside Sydney, just as your husband shoots his load right into her pussy. You slide down and lick the cum that’s leaking from her pussy, kiss her, and then kiss me.

“We’re going to fuck your wife again. You can ask her if you can stay and watch. But it’s going to happen. Why don’t you go get us some drinks? We’re not going anywhere.”

I ask, and Sydney says I can stay and watch, but she’s barely paying attention to me. I get drinks for everyone and settle in to watch. She and your husband are starting to kiss again, and she’s rubbing your tits. I watch as two mature people drive my young wife wild again and again.

Later, as your husband and Sydney lie tangled in the bed still kissing and touching, you sit in front of me and say, “Right now my husband needs to be alone with your wife. Your wife needs to be alone with him. He’s going to do things to her that she won’t believe. They have to be together for this, and you can’t be in the way.”

“I don’t know…” I say. I don’t want to leave. I don’t want to be left out.

Sydney looks up from kissing his neck and says to me, “Honey, you have to go right now. I want this. I want to be with him right now. Just him. This is something for me.”

Sydney giggles dismissively, and starts kissing him deeply, his hands touching her all over while hers conjure magic from his balls.

You take me by the hand and into the next suite, closing the door. I want to stay, but Sydney’s doesn’t even know I’m in the room and you pull me by my hand. You lay down and I massage your body as we listen to the growing sounds of pleasure coming from the next room. You tell me how this will change Sydney in ways I can’t imagine. You take my cock in your mouth and suck me until my body gives out and I cum all over your face and tits.

We doze off naked together. Hours later I wake and you’re getting your clothes on. David emerges fully dressed, and Sydney follows behind him — naked, her hair a wild mess, still sweaty and shaking, and utterly spent.

As you two leave, David takes Sydney — still naked and sweaty and smelling like sex and cum and your husband — in his arms and kisses her passionately, as if he owns her.

He whispers, “I’ll see you Tuesday at 3 p.m., my office. Don’t forget to wear that black thing.”

You kiss me and tell me you’ll be over the next night to entertain both me and Sydney, and continue my lesson.

Submitted by: Brad - Texas

(This is my first attempt at a story so please, please be patient with me..) - Melanie

It started when my excuse for a husband and I had a row. I was getting ready to go out with the girls for the night. I’m fairly short, 5ft 4 with a largish bust, cute bum, not bad legs and long shoulder length brown hair. I’m 36 with one grown up child who’s just joined the army. I got preggers when I was in my teens after a stupid night out. My husband has recently lost his job so money is tight. Not that he cares much, he relies on my wage as a receptionist at a hotel.

Anyway, I was in the bedroom with two girlies getting ready and I was just putting the lip gloss on after the base coat of red. I’d bought a new denim skirt, well it was more of a belt than a skirt, to go with the top I had on. Throw on some nice heels and I was hot to trot. Grabbing my clutch bag, I threw in my mobile, money and make up when we heard the taxi honk and went downstairs.

“Where the fuck do you thing your going dressed like that!? You look like a cheap fucking slut!” hubby shouted, beercan in hand. “Out with Lindie and Deb’s, you know that! And who are you calling a slut!” I yelled back. “Lindie, you and Debs go on, I’ll catch up”

After about 5 minutes of yelling back and fro I’d had enough! Enough of him, his tantrums and lazyness! Thank god Tony, our son, was no longer at home, so I yelled back “Well fuck you!” and stormed out, slamming the front door behind me. God I was so angry.

I headed into town, my arms folded over my boobs, the sound of my heels echoing through the night. After about 20 minutes walk, I heard some music faintly, soon the sound of music grew louder as I got near to a pub, “Fuck it,I need a drink!” I thought & went in & up to the bar. “Yes Love” asked the barman. “Blue WKD” I said, fishing some money out of my purse. Picking up my bottle, I put the straw into my mouth & sucked, looking around the bar. It was fairly quiet apart from some loud laughter coming from the pool room. I pulled out a stool by that wall & perched up on it, crossing my legs. From there I could see 3 black men in the poolroom. They looked quite fit with shaved heads & tight tee-shirts revealing muscles. Lots of muscles! I felt my knickers moisten. I blushed. Suddenly, one of the guys caught my eye, I blushed & looed away. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see them chatting quietly, one of them then headed towards me. My mind was in turmoil, what would I say? what would I do? “Hi hon,I’m Bradley” he said confidently. “Er,Mel” I said, I could see past him, his mates looking on, whispering to each other. “Drink?” he said “OK” I nodded weakly.

When he’d got me another WKD he said why don’t we go & play pool? Why not I thought to myself, it’d been so long since any man apart from my husband had taken any interest in me. In fact it was a while since I’d been fucked. My heart was thumping, my throat was dry and my palms sweaty, he followed me into the pool hall and introduced me to his friends, Jemal & Chunk (don’t think that’s his real name though) Soon after a few more WKD’s I felt more at ease, even laughing at times, all thoughts of what happened earlier forgotten. As I bent over the pool table to take the shot, I felt Brad lean into me, his hand on my right thigh. “Oi!” I said, half heartedly brushing his hand away. I could smell the whisky on his breath, by this time my panties were soaked through my legs weak. Instantly, his hand wormed it’s way up my short skirt and into my panties. I could feel him parting my cunt lips and worming a finger, then two into my cunt. I closed my eyes and sighed with pleasure. I could feel his cock press into my bum through my skirt “Fuck lads,this ones wet thru!” I heard. I dropped the pool cue onto the table & slumped forward. I felt a hand on my breast,tweaking a nipple into hardness. “Mmmmm….We…should’nt….Ohhh….”I moaned softly. “Relax babe, we’ll take good care of you.”

I faintly heard the sound of belts and zips, opening my eyes I was faced with a cock the size I had never seen before. A fist was pumping it into hardness, the skin folding back to expose the beautiful dark helmet, shining like polished ebony. “Come on babe, suck it…You want it…suck it..SUCK IT”. Tentatively, I reached out and touched it then tried to wrap my hand around it. It was hot and throbbed with raw power, it smelt musky, of man. I opened my mouth and lightly licked the tip, then the head as I grew bolder. Then I felt my panties being pulled down and my feet lifted up so they could be removed. Then a tongue worming it’s way into my cunt, the fingers there probing me deeply. I took the cock into my mouth, tasting the saltiness and musk, feeling the heat of it. I sucked on it like I was starving, all I could think of was this cock and the feelings I was getting .Another cock appeared in front of me, bigger that the first. I looked up into the smiling face of the black men above me. I alternately sucked on each cock, my make up smearing all over my face along with a coating of drool as I slobbered over these ebony staffs.

Suddenly, I felt my cunt being parted with what felt like a baseball bat, slowly at first and getting deeper with each thrust, my body rocked back and forth with each powerful thrust, with each thrust I grunted around the cock in my mouth. My body was now coated in sweat, my breast’s mauled, my ass slapped. I could feel the cock in my cunt begin to swell as his fucking changed, he grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled my head back. “Wait!…I’m..n..not..on the..pilll…”I uttered. “Take it! TAKE IT!” He snarled as he shot jet after jet of boiling cum into me. Slamming his cock into me with each jet of cum forcing it into my womb. Quickly, Bradley was replaced by one of the others but Bradley wasn’t finished yet, he grabbed my chin and shoved his cock, smeared with cum and my cunt slime into my mouth making me clean it.

At 5.30am I staggered down the road with fuck knows how much black cum dripping down my legs. Bradley let me put my panties back on but only to keep the cum inside me. I felt warm and woozy. and happy. When I reached home, my husband was up, waiting on me. Apparently Lindie had phoned when I never turned up at the disco and I didn’t answer my mobile. We rowed again, he called me a slut, said look at the state of you, you’re a whore etc. The usual crap men throw at you.

That was two months ago. Bradley, Jemal & Chunk have fucked me god knows how many times round at his house, behind the pub & even over a smelly bin behind the chinese. I loving my new life.

Submitted by: Melanie - UK