When We Opened Our Marriage I Didn't Expect To Become A Cuckold Husband
If you had asked me six months ago if I'd ever be a cuckold husband, I'd asked you if you were crazy. If you asked me the same question today, my answer would be drastically different. You see, I am now a full-fledged cuckold, and I enjoy watching other men please my wife. This is my cuckold story.
I don't want to brag, but I have a sexy wife. I see the looks men give her when we're out. When they look at me, I see the envy in their eyes because they would kill to be in my spot. My wife is well aware that she's sexy too. She wears tight, revealing clothes to show off her body, and I know she likes the attention.
Little did I know she was having multiple affairs behind my back. When I found out, I thought I would be mad, but oddly enough, I was turned on. I didn't understand why back then, but now it's clear to me.
My cheating wife didn't stop with her affairs, and each time I found out about her infidelity, I was never upset. Ultimately, I just asked her if she wanted an open marriage. If she wanted to play, I should have the same rights. Fair enough, right?
"Look – do you just want to see other people?" I asked in the middle of a confrontation.
"No, baby, I promise I'll do better." She pleaded.
I pulled her into my arms and said, "It's okay… I'm not mad, and I don't intend to leave. Let's just have an open marriage. This might be good for us."
She looked confused for a second but eventually agreed.
When we opened up our marriage, I went on a few dates here and there, but they just weren't exciting for me. Do you know what was exciting, though? Smelling another man's cologne on my wife when she came to bed at night.
I stopped seeing other women, and I found myself more interested in her time with other men. At first, I would just ask her innocent questions pertaining to how her dates went, but then I started requesting dirty details. I wanted to know all about the men who were fucking my wife. I wanted to know when and how it happened and if they both enjoyed it. Initially, she thought I was just keeping tabs on her, but hearing about her encounters made my cock hard.
Eventually, I started initiating sex only after I knew that she had just fucked another guy. I loved sniffing her panties that were stained with another man's cum too.
One day, I built up the guts to ask her what I'd been dying to experience.
"Honey, would you like to have a hot wife-cuckold experience with another man?"
She looked at me like I had grown another head and said, "What are you talking about?"
"I have to be honest with you… I'm turned on by the idea of another man fucking my wife." I explained.
"I'm tired of jerking off to this stuff in porn… I want to experience it." I continued.
She looked unsure at first but eventually agreed. She asked one of her fuck buddies if he'd be down to be our bull, and he surprisingly agreed. And with that, the countdown was on.
We invited the guy to our house. He didn't have the best face, but according to my wife, he had a large cock. And boy, was she right.
We led him to our bedroom, and the fun immediately began. He started playing with my wife's bouncy boobs while she stroked his large cock. Meanwhile, I sat on a chair in the corner, jerking off while he did the naughtiest things to my sexy wife. The dude had a monster cock, and I couldn't wait to see him destroy my wife's pussy with it.
She laid down on the bed, and he began eating her out. I moved to the bed and sat right beside her head. The sound of her loud moaning made my cock throb as he munched on her pussy.
"Hmm, that's right… you eat my pussy much better than my husband."
"Hmm, do you see how he pleases me? I like his tongue way better than yours." She moaned in my ear. I stroked my cock even harder after she said this. The pressure was too much, and I came all over my hands.
After she came, he bent her over and fucked her doggy style.
"Spank her ass." I quietly muttered.
"Shut up, you're not in charge here! If you could fuck me like this, he wouldn't be here in the first place." She shouted at me.
I stood in front of her to see if she would suck my cock while he fucked her, and she did. She did it half-heartedly, though, because he was thrusting into her like a beast from behind.
"Uhh… your cock… doesn't…. taste… as good… as his." She said as she fought to catch her breath. I think all of this was turning him on, too, because he grabbed a fistful of her hair and began jackhammering her pussy. He came inside of her, and I immediately went behind her to eat her pussy from the back.
The sight of his cum dripping out of her stretched pussy excited me, and I cleaned every last drop up.
"That's right, eat it." She told me. Her pussy juices and his cum were a delicious combination, and I enjoyed slurping every bit of his hot cream out of her.
"Oh, wait – there's some cum on the floor." She said. I looked down and saw that a few droplets had landed on the floor.
"Well, what are you waiting for? Clean that shit up too."
I bent on the floor like a lap dog and licked his cum off the cold ground. I could hear them laughing at me as I did it.
"That's right… that's a good boy." She said while cuddling up to him.
"We have to do this again." I told them.
And that's exactly what we did. That whole night and for weeks after that. He routinely destroys her pussy every week, and like a good cuckold, I'm always there to enjoy his dirty leftovers.