I Am A Cum Slut Sissy Cuck Named Roberta free porn video

My Name is Robert Smith, and this is the true story of how I became my wife's cum slut cuck.

Up until a few months ago, I had what most would consider a pretty normal upper middle class life. Married for 22 years to Alexandria, Alex for short, with an only c***d in her sophomore year at state university and two dogs that loved the half acre wooded lot of our suburban home's back yard. I drive a four door sedan, my wife a little sports SUV. I'm the general manager at a chain family restaurant, she's the local sales rep of a large pharmaceutical company.

After a brief period in our thirties when we ate too much, exercised too little and got "too busy" for sex, our last five years had seen a revival to our more youthful days in more ways than one. We exercised together, training for twice yearly marathons that honestly had us in better shape than when we met just after college.

When our daughter, Nichole, left for college 2 years ago, Alex had decided to go for the full mommy makeover, slightly increasing her breasts to a now firm and perky set of D's to go along with her 5'8" now 130 pound frame and a tummy tuck to cover up her stretch marks. Strawberry blonde curls came down to the bottom of her shoulders, with dark green eyes, freckled cheeckbones and pouty pink lips that she liked to cover in deep red lipstick when we went out.

She'd started to dress sexier then as well, showing off her new rack with tight and low cut tops and letting her skirts get shorter and her shorts on the weekend short enough to embarrass our daughter. Honestly it was a bit risqué for my tastes, but the fact that the change had been accompanied by an increase in sexiness in bed as well kept me from complaining. Not to mention the increase in her commission checks as her sales had mysteriously gone up in that same period.

We'd gone from sex once or twice a month pre exercise routine to a couple times a week once we were in shape to five or six times a week post empty nest, and she'd gotten more adventurous, as well. She'd go down on me on the couch in our family room watching a movie while our daughter was home upstairs. She started talking dirty... no, not just dirty... filthy in bed, telling me to spank her, to fuck her sloppy cunt with my big cock (I'm a totally average 6 inches) and whip her slut whore ass while telling me what a naughty little girl she'd been, playing with her clit while waiting for me to get home.

She'd started that talk after Nichole had left for college, getting louder and louder both with the talk and with her orgasms. More surprising, the next time Nichole was visiting, Alex didn't quiet things down. I'd been embarrassed at first, but once again didn't say anything. The sex was unbelievable, and while my friends were all complaining about their lack of sex life or even cheating on their wives, I was living the good life.

If Nichole heard anything she certainly didn't say anything, and thankfully she never waked into any of our sessions on the couch or pool table or kitchen floor. Alex and I started watching porn together as well, taking turns on who chose the video's from an online free site and slinging them to our 50 inch tv. I tended towards the traditional stuff, while Alex liked to experiment, rarely going to the same category more than once, though she defiantly tended towards the more amateur stuff than anything that hinted of being professionally made.

The next surprise was just before Nichole got home from her freshman year last summer, when Alex bought a small toy and some lube. While watching a video of a forty something year old amateur woman being double penetrated by her husband and a young stud, she pulled it out from under the couch with some lube and told me to fill up her holes and stick the toy up her ass. I'd of course agreed, and was amazed by the strength of her orgasm that night and the way her pussy gripped my cock as we fucked, her straddling me on the couch while I worked the toy in and out of her ass.

Over a couple of months, we worked larger and larger toys into her ass, until eventually she showed me a toy larger than my own dick. "You want this in your ass?" I asked incredulously of the 9 inch black dildo, complete with realistic thick veins. It was the first toy she'd bought that was larger than me.

"No," she replied," I want your cock in my ass while you fuck your little slut wife's pussy with this."

It was the first time since our honeymoon I'd had her ass, and once again I agreed. Now, you might be thinking, why wasn't I more concerned about all of these changes in Alex? Was I not worried about some deeper motive or reason for the changes in her behavior?

The short answer is, hell no!

I was having amazing, satisfying sex. The best sex of my life! So while giving me a blowjob towards the end of summer, I didn't flinch or freak out when she wet a finger and slid it into my ass just as I was about to cum. I simply had the strongest, most intense orgasm since I was a teenager.

And it wasn't like I wasn't pushing things as well. I relished fucking her with her big dildo, asking her what it felt like to be fucked by a huge bully cock. And then I found myself asking for her to do "that finger trick" again while she blew me in the shower one morning before she left on a three day business trip.

"Oh you liked that, hmmm?" She teased before taking me into her mouth and down her throat, working my dick with a now relentless efficiency that I knew would have me cumming in less than a minute. Fucking Alex, I could last as long as she needed me, but my god, when she got her lips and tongue working my shaft, she was in control, and I at her mercy.

As she gently squeezed my balls with one hand I saw her slipping a finger along a bar of soap with the other, getting it slick before I felt it once more slide into my ass and produce a mind bending orgasm that had me flooding her mouth with my cum.

Alex swallowed and stood up, giving me a small peck on the side of the mouth while I returned the favor by rubbing her soapy pussy and telling her how much I was going to miss her over the next few days.

"I'm going to miss you too," she replied, then continued, "I left you a little present for while I'm gone. I think you'll like it. It's in our closet in a red box, but no peeking until you're home from work tonight."

Chapter 1

That October trip, about five months ago, is where the path to my cum slut cuckoldom truly began. I did't believe Alex was planning this all along. That she had masterminded a way to lead me into this at her sole benefit. I was a willing accomplice in every step, and those three days alone were critical in defining the path that we would go down.

All day long at work I'd wondered what was in the box. It was obsessing my thoughts to the point that I was having trouble concentrating on tasks at hand and the clock dragged so slowly it felt like it was two shifts by the time lunch rolled around.

The last trip, she'd left a little disposable camera that she'd used to take pictures of herself playing with her pussy, either using her hand or one of her toys, in various public places. Restrooms, her car, her office, the lunch counter at a restaurant she went to regularly. The one that really got me hot though was on a public bus, and in the picture I could see a young man looking her way, clearly aware of what she was doing.

Alex had me look at the pictures and jack off to them while we talked every night of that trip, her telling me what it was like to take them and risk having strangers see her. It was hot as hell.

So I knew whatever she'd left for me this time would be great. When I finally got home, I read the note on the outside of the box. "Something to keep you busy while I'm at client dinners." It read. I knew we weren't going to be able to chat on the phone as she expected the dinners to go till 10 or 11pm every night this week, and would probably spend a few more hours gambling with the clients since this was an industry conference in Las Vegas.

What I found in the box was what looked like an oversized ski mask, only without a lens to look through. Another note inside the box explained that these were virtual reality goggles, that they worked with my phone and then listed an app and some websites that I should go to. 'Enjoy yourself with the virtual ladies while I'm away!' it had ended with.

I'll admit I was a little disappointed and very skeptical. I'd hoped for something more personal like the last box, but I was still intrigued. It took me through my frozen dinner and a bottle of beer to figure it out, but at last I was ready, and put the goggles on.

To my great surprise, I discovered that VR porn is hot as fuck. The scene Alex had recommended was from a guy's point of view, and she had chosen a guy with a similar sized cock to me, so the illusion worked a little better. I watched as three young women walked into the room and took turns striping, sucking my cock, playing with each other and then "fucking" me. It ended with the guy stroking himself and cumming over their faces at the same time I stroked myself to orgasm, and came, well, basically all over myself. I realized that once I started stroking myself, it really felt like I was there in the room with those women. When I matched my strokes to the action in the goggles, it felt like I was a participant in the scene, not just watching it.

I spent the rest of the night trying out different videos, and for the first time seriously considered giving my credit card info to a porn site to get access to higher quality and longer pieces. But it was time for bed, the battery on my phone was almost dead, and I'd already cum three times. I didn't think I could get it up again no matter how good the porn was. Instead, I texted Alex a thank you for the surprise, and let her know I'd put it to good use. She sent back a heart eye emoji as her only reply.

On night two with the my new toy, I'd once again stroked myself to three orgasms and my cock was starting to get a little chafed from all of the action, but I'd just found a new free site that offered content. I was doing a bit of scouting, looking for hot scenes for the next night, the last one before Alex got home, when I ran across something new.

Instead of being from the POV of a man, this piece was from a woman's point of view. I almost tapped the button on the goggles to go back to the search screen, but didn't. The girl was pretty hot, and as the video started she was reaching down to rub her pussy. It was a little disorienting to watch from that angle, but it was also new, and I felt myself intrigued.

After a few minutes of rubbing, a girl walked into the room and started licking "my" pussy and kissing "my" breasts. Again, disorienting, but in a way that was actually making my cock start to twitch to life. It was weird, but hey, it wasn't like anyone would ever know.

My resolve was tested once again when a well hung and very muscular black man came into the picture next. My finger went up to the back button and nearly tapped it, but I held off again and was rewarded with watching as he fucked the woman going down on "me".

It wasn't really that far removed from some of the MFM scenes I'd jerked off to earlier, only instead of looking down and seeing my cock being swallowed, I saw a pussy being eaten instead. I started wishing that I could rub my cock again, but it really was just too sore. It would have to be enough just to watch for now, there were bound to be other videos like this one on the site.

The woman eventually stopped her tongue lashing and turned around to start sucking a cock that was as big as the dildo my wife loved. The woman I was inhabiting began rubbing her pussy again. I thought that the guy would probably blow his load on the dick sucker's face, but instead, she took that cock out of her mouth, looked right at "me" and said, "Are you ready for this monster cock you little slut?"

I nodded yes, and a moment later, he was between "my" legs. In real life, I had actually spread my knees apart u*********sly. He began to fuck the virtual girl with that long stiff member, putting just the tip in at first and going slowly. I was mesmerized, looking down and watching this cock enter in and out of "my" pussy.

I reached over to the little bottle of lube I had next to me. The intention was to get some on my hand and stroke my sore cock once more. Instead, after I'd lubed up a finger, I reached under myself and slid that finger into my tight little asshole just as the man drove all the way into the woman. She screamed in ecstasy, as did I, my balls shooting out a dribble of cum as I orgasmed hard, bucking against my own hand just as she bucked against his cock.

I ripped the goggles off myself, breathing hard and completely confused by what I had just done. A wave of guilt and embarrassment washed over me, but I already knew I was hooked. And I already knew that tomorrow I'd be pulling out my wife's toys to enhance the experience when I tried it again.

Chapter 2

"Ah hah," my wife said a few days later when I picked that same scene to have her experience. My intention was to lick her pussy until the part when the man entered her and then swtich to the big dildo. No sooner had the scene started, though, that she had said. "Looks like you stumbled across one of my favorite scenes. It's sweet that you thought to show it to me."

She took off the goggles and saw that I was lubing up the dildo. "Wait, you actually watched it long enough to see the end?"

"Yeah, it was... interesting?"

She then reached down and felt my rock hard dick. "And did you stroke yourself while she got fucked by that big dick?"

I nodded no, she looked a bit disappointed.

"I was too sore. So I stuck a finger up my own ass instead."

Alex's mouth dropped open. "You did not."

I felt that wave of guilt and embarrassment wash over me again. I'd been nervous about telling her about what I'd done, because I wasn't sure if she would think it was hot or think that I was beyond weird.

"It wasn't really conscious, my deciding to do it that night, suddenly I just did, and..."

"And?"

"And it got me off, so I tried it again the next night. With some of your toys."

"And?"

"And I don't know why. I mean, I've never even fantasized about being with a guy. Never even had it cross my mind. And..."

"And?"

"And I did check out a completely guy on guy scene the next night, just to see if that would get me the same way. And it didn't. Something about looking down and seeing my body be a woman getting fucked by a man made it... straight... does that even make sense?"

Alex leaned back on the couch. "Sort of," she said, "It's like how I want you in my ass right now while I stick that big latex cock in my pussy. I don't really want a big black cock to fuck me, you know? But here, when it's just us, and I get to do whatever I want with no consequence or worry, it's hot, it feels great."

"Yes! Yes, exactly," I replied with tremendous relief. It was like Alex had just made sense of everything I was feeling. Cleared up the confusion with a few easy words.

"Well it looks like we've got a whole new path to explore. But right now, I just really need you to fuck me."

I did as she asked, plunging my stiff dick into her pussy, while her hand reached around my ass and slid a finger into me as we fucked. That extra stimulation made me cum much faster than normal, and as I flooded her pussy with my seed, I realized that I'd done so before Alex had cum herself.

"Sorry, Love," I said as I caught my breath on top of her. "You just pushed me right over the edge."

"Don't be sorry, just get down there and finish the job," she replied.

I pushed myself up and pulled out of her, reaching down to the floor to grab the dildo there to fuck her with as she rubbed her clit to orgasm. But to my surprise, she reached out to grab my arm and stop me.

"No, I want to feel your tongue on my clit. I've missed your mouth so much the last few days. Make me cum baby. You, not that toy."

I hesitated for a moment. I'd just cum in her, after all. The bathroom wasn't far away, I could get a wet washcloth and clean her up a bit first, I thought.

I started to stand but her grip on me got more firm, "Where are you going? I need my cunt satisfied now!"

I realized that she was pulling me down towards the space between her legs. I looked down and could see a glob of my own cum slowly seeping out of her. She kept her pussy waxed except for a small patch of strawberry blonde hair just above her slit. Her hole was glistening with her and my juices, open, her lips puffy from our fucking, her clit hard and poking out almost like a tiny penis.

I found myself going down to those lips, my hands reaching under her ass to lift her hips and point her mound up towards me. If I stayed near the top, I figured, most of my cum would leak down the crack in her ass and to the couch beneath us. I put my tongue out and pressed it firmly against her clit and began to massage it.

"Yesssss, Aaron," she said, "Fuck, yes, your tongue feels so good on my clit. Now stick it up my hole and clean your wife's filthy pussy."

She'd grabbed my head and moved her hips, pushing my face directly into her. I felt the sticky cum across my lips and chin, and thought to pull away, but then didn't. Fuck it, I thought, how bad could it be? If this is what she wanted...

I opened my mouth again and thrust my tongue into her hole. The salty cum that was there mixed with her juices created a new taste, but not an unpleasant one. Alex let out a long soft moan as her fingers gripped my hair and I felt her body tense below me. She was responding strongly, and that encouraged me to continue, working back up to her clit, but now unafraid to work down the length of her slit as well. If a few minutes, she was orgasming so loud I wondered if the neighbors could hear.

It was the first time in my life I'd tasted cum. The second time would be just a few days later.

I didn't have my typical bout of guilt and shame after the pussy cleaning experiment. Instead, I actually wondered why I'd been so hesitant to pleasure Alex after we fucked for so long. It wasn't like I was taking another guy's semen, and my wife took my seed in her mouth regularly. There really was nothing to be embarrassed about.

In fact, I'd probably been acting selfishly in not going down on her after sex for so long. She didn't always orgasm first, and often times, when I did go to get a washcloth to clean her up after, by the time I got back the moment had passed and we ended up just cuddling and falling to sleep instead. I resolved that I wouldn't let that get in the way of getting my wife off any longer.

But the next step still surprised me and almost brought everything to an end.

We were in the shower before work and Alex was down on her knees sucking my cock with a purpose. She'd slicked her finger and put it inside me right away, working my prostate and bringing me to orgasm in less than a minute.

My fingers were in her wet hair as I shot my load into her mouth. When I stopped, she stood straight up, grabbed my head and kissed me. I kept my mouth closed at first, but her tongue pushed through my lips and I opened to discover that she hadn't swallowed my cum. Globs of if passed from her mouth to mine as we kissed. I gagged a little bit but she kept a firm grip on my head, not letting me pull away. She tilted my head back, letting even more of my semen slip from her mouth into mine.

With a full grip on my hair and my mouth turned upwards, she pulled away from the kiss and said, "Swallow you slut."

The cum was at the back of my throat. I needed to breathe but didn't think I could unless I did as she said. "Swallow and I'll strap on a cock and fuck your ass when you get home tonight. I know that's what you want. I know you want your wife to fuck you. Spit it out though, and we'll drop this whole new path, and I don't want to ever hear about you sticking something up your ass again."

I swallowed.

Once again I spent the day at work in a near constant state of anticipation and arousal. Thinking about what my wife would look like with a rubber cock protruding from her, wondering what it would feel like to have her thrusting in and out of me. Would she take me from behind? From the front? Back in the restaurant office, I'd used my phone to look up pegging videos, and had discovered that doggy style was not the usual way women pegged men. I wondered if Alex was doing the same research.

When I got home, just a little after 9, I found Alex sitting at the kitchen table in a pant suit, something she didn't wear very often, and not wearing any makeup, her hair pulled back in to a tight, short bun behind her head. She stood up and came over to give me a hug, and I could feel the dildo in her pants press against me.

"Get down and suck my cock, slut," she said to me after a quick kiss. "I need to be satisfied."

My own dick got instantly rock hard, and I did as she said, kneelng in front of her before pulling down her pants to reveal the seven inch pink dildo she had strapped to her body. It was much thinner than me, thankfully, and didn't have the shape or texture of an actual cock. It was just smooth and slightly curved.

I took her into my mouth, my mind flashing back to sucking on those long skinny popsicles, bomb pops, of youth. I tasted salted caramel and it made my mouth water. In moments I was moving my head back and forth, giving head to this smooth phallace as my wife moaned above me.

"My god you are a good little cock sucker, aren't you?"

"Mmmph," I agreed through my full mouth.

"Why don't you take me down your throat and then I'll take you upstairs and fuck you proper."

I didn't really know if I could do that. Had never understood how women could suppress their gag reflex when they did it. When I first felt the dong at the back of my throat, I gagged a little.

"Relax, slut, before I jam it down there. Relax and just open up and let it slide back. Don't fight it."

I went slowly, getting used to the sensation as I moved further and further down and felt more and more of it slide down my throat.

"That's it baby, deep throat my cock. Get me slick so I can fuck you."

I started once again moving back and forth, the phallace now sliding in and out of my throat. It felt weird and dirty and exhilarating and my own cock was so hard I thought I might explode from the slightest touch.

"Let's get you in bed. I'm going to fuck you senseless."

Alex took me by the hand and led me upstairs to our bedroom. Once there I quickly stripped down and she pushed me back onto the bed, where I looked up at her as she removed her top and bra, revealing her perky D's to me above that pink cock she wore. She reached down to touch something in the harness, and I heard the low hum of a vibrator and saw her face flush with pleasure from it.

"I'm going to go slowly, so tell me if it hurts, okay?"

"I will."

She stood at the side of the bed and said, "Scootch."

I moved up to the side, my legs now dangling over the edge. I parted my legs as she moved towards me, giving her room to get between them and let her pink dick move side by side with mine. She leaned over and kissed me for a good long minute, then stood back up.

"God this is hot as fuck, Aaron. You are sure you want this, right? Cause I don't know if things will ever be the same once we do this."

"I want this Alex. I want my wife to fuck me."

Alex reached for the small bottle of lube, squeezing some on her hand and rubbing it first on her prick and then between my ass cheecks. I had to fight once again not to cum right then.

She lifted my legs up then, and I suddenly felt incredibly exposed and vulnerable. What if it hurt? What if she was too rough? This wasn't like playing with a toy in hand, this was my wife towering over me. I felt the tip of the dong slide between my ass cheeks, pushing against my taint.

"A little lower," I said and she gripped the pink dilldo with one hand to guide it.

"There?"

I felt it at my hole now.

"There."

She moved her hips just a bit, and I felt it penetrate me. She stopped with less than an inch of it in me. We were both breathing incredibly hard, our hearts beating out of our chests. I nodded to her and she pushed further, sliding first two inches, then three in. I squirmed and let out a yelp. It was so different than using a toy, looking up at those beautiful breasts and her beautiful eyes.

"It's okay. It's good. Fuck me Alex."

She began with long slow strokes, accidentally pulling out of me a few times before figuring out just how far she could move back before needing to push back in. I began to moan in pleasure with each stroke and she began to moan from the small hidden vibrator working her clit from the harness.

Her rhythm picked up as she was being pulled closer to the edge, and I found myself starting to buck against her as she plunged in.

"God, fuck, yes!!!! Fuck me Alex! God you feel so good!"

"Oh fuck Aaron, fuck I'm going to, unghhhhhhhh!"

As my wife began her orgasm as she fucked me, I went over the edge as well, cum shooting from my cock over my head and across my face and chest. When we were both done, she collapsed on top of me, kissing my face and cleaning my cum before kissing me.

"Holy fuck what did we just discover?"

Chapter 3

Over the course of the next two months, we continued our exploration of pegging, cum kissing and cleaning. Some days I would come home to find Alex wearing her pantsuit and strap on underneath, and knew I would be taking her in my ass that night. Other days, if I found her in a skirt or dress, I'd fuck her and bring her to orgasm after with my mouth, or if she came first, would finish in her mouth and then kiss deeply, sharing my seed between us.

On the weekends, I'd fuck her, clean her, and then she would put on the strap on and return the favor. The orgasms continued to get better and better as we devoted ourselves in the bedroom to the pleasure of the other.

A couple of weeks in, she bought a more realistic looking fake cock, a bit thicker and with a bulbous head and even veins down the shaft that ended in a set of balls. It took some practice to get it down my throat, but felt amazing taking in my ass, the extra girth putting an exquisite pressure on my prostate and driving me to even stronger orgasms when she fucked me with it.

I was learning to straddle her and ride her cowboy style as well, lifting up and down on the fake cock to control the sensation and allow me to masturbate and shoot thick ropes of cum over her breasts and face and hair when I did.

The next step came by chance. We'd had to cool it a bit while our daughter was home for the weekend, and so that fateful Monday night I was feeling especially horny, having not been pegged in a few days.

It was about 9pm when I got the text from Alex.

Alex: Gonna be a bit longer. Trying to close a deal but he's proving stubborn.

Aaron: No worries, love. Super horny for you though. I'll stay up for you.

Alex: LOL, you and him both.

Aaron:?

Alex: He's been flirting with me all night. Putting his hand on my leg. Flat out suggested we go up to his room for a nightcap and seal the deal just now before he went to the restroom. Nothing to worry about I'm sure it's just one too many drinks.

Aaron: What a douche

Alex: Yeah, but a douche with a huge account. Gotta play nice. The commission on this is big enough to pay for that trip to Europe we've been talking about.

Aaron: What a rich douche

Alex: LOL

Aaron: Is he cute at least or some gross old man

Alex: Do you really want to know?

Aaron: That good looking?

Alex: Like a black James Bond.

Aaron: I've got just the toy to use on you when you get home tonight then 

Alex: Stop you're making me wet

Aaron: Yeah well you're making me rock hard, so if you're gonna fuck him at least bring him back here so I can watch

I laughed to myself at the little joke and waited for the reply. When none came after a minute or so, I guessed that Mr. Bond must have gotten back from the bathroom.

Thirty minutes later I finally got another text from Alex.

Alex: We are on our way home. Be there in 20.

We?

I started to text back, then deleted it. Surely it was a typo or just Alex teasing me. I'd joked with her and now she was returning the favor. But just as I knew I hadn't really been joking when I made the suggestion, I knew then, deep in my heart, that she wasn't joking either.

Alex was going to bring home this man and fuck him unless I told her, in no uncertain terms, that I didn't want that to happen. But the truth was, after watching so much porn with Alex of a woman taking two men, I'd grown curious. This could be my one opportunity to experience it in person. If I shut it down, I doubted that a second chance would ever happen. It was now or never.

Aaron: Can't wait to meet Mr. Bond

The next text I got made me nearly cum in my pants when I saw it, and I knew then that in no way had I been joking when I suggested that Alex bring this stranger home to our bed.

It was a picture. Taken in the back seat of the Uber that they had gotten. Taken of a dark hand on my wife's milky white thigh, her skirt hiked up to reveal her panties. His fingers inches away from her pussy.

Aaron: Mmmmmm, is he making you feel good, baby?

A minute later I got another picture. This one taken by Mr. Bond. Taken of my wife's lips wrapped around his 9" cock, her beautiful green eyes looking up at the camera. At the top of the picture I could see the Uber driver watching them in the rearview mirror.

This time I was overwhelmed. My balls released the seed that had built up there in a powerful orgasm that flooded my boxers and caused me to drop the phone to the tile floor, its screen cracking when it hit. As the orgasm subsided, I picked up the phone and went upstairs to clean myself up before they got home.

Once I'd wiped myself down with some wet-ones and gotten a new pair of boxers on, I went downstairs to wait on the small couch in the living room. I didn't get any further texts from Alex, and had to just wait with my own thoughts for the next fifteen minutes, until I finally saw headlights pull into the driveway, and a few moments later heard the sound of keys in our front door.

I got my first look at Mr. Bond as the door opened and he and my wife pushed through the door, her lips locked on his and his arms wrapped around her. He was a handsome man, standing just over six foot two with what looked like a powerful build under his grey Armani suite. His hair was closely cropped, but as they were in a deep, soulful kiss, I couldn't see most of his face.

Without stopping to acknowledge I was there, they turned towards the stairs and she jumped up onto him, wrapping her legs around his torso as he reached down with his hands to support her by her ass. He began walking up the stairs. I closed and locked the door, giving a quick look to see if any of the neighbors were out and may have seen them come in, but only saw the Uber driver pulling away.

I made my way up the stairs slowly, my mind reeling. I hadn't been sure what to expect when she got here... Maybe that we'd have a conversation and a drink before heading upstairs. But that wasn't what this was. This was a cuckolding.

That theme had been in more and more of the amateur videos Alex had been choosing lately. Especially videos of white wives fucking black men while the husband watched in a corner and cleaned up their union after. I'd enjoyed them, and told Alex how hot the scenes were. And now it was really happening.

By the time I reached the top of the stairs, I was rock hard again.

I entered our bedroom to find my wife already laying back on the bed with her breasts exposed through her blouse, whose buttons were on our hardwood floor. Her bra had been pulled down to reveal her rock hard pink nipples. She looked over at me and pointed to the small chair at the side of the room, then turned her attention back to Mr. Bond, who was removing his own clothes rapidly.

He'd already exposed his dark and heavily muscled back, and was now pulling down his boxers to show a well defined ass. I could see his long soft member dangling between his legs, and as I moved to the chair, watched as he reached down and pushed my wife's skirt up to her waist, then pull her panties down, revealing her glistening slit and the small patch of trimmed pussy hair above it.

As he moved between her legs, she spread them for him and reached down to grab his cock, her small hand encircling it and begging to tug it to attention.

"Fuck me with that monster cock, Dan," she said. "Show my husband how a real man fucks a slut like me." It was a line straight out of the porn we'd watched last week.

Dan, who I still thought of as Mr. Bond, pushed Alex's right leg back, bringing her knee close to her ear and leaned over to kiss her deeply as his quickly stiffening dick tapped at her sex. I had the perfect vantage point to watch, and was amazed how much larger he seemed than the dildos we'd previously played with or even what he looked like on the picture Alex had sent me.

Without using his hands, he moved himself so that his head sat at the entrance to her hole. I could feel Alex's anticipation as he lingered there for a long few moments, the muscles in his arm bulging from his position. He pulled away from the kiss with her, and Alex looked over at me. I locked eyes with her, but then he touched her face and turned her gaze back to him.

"I'm the one who you're fucking. You look at me, not him," he commanded. Her eyes locked into his. I pulled my cock out of my shorts and began an easy stroke.

They held that gaze for what seemed an eternity. Like he was daring her to look back to me for support. But at last, he moved his hips forward and slid the first couple of inches into her. I could see the way her pussy gripped at his cock, completely filled. Alex let out a lustful sigh.

"Oh my god it's big. It's so...fucking...big..." she said as he slowly pushed inch by inch into her until all but the last couple of inches were buried in her wet cunt. I slowed down my stroking, not wanting to cum too soon. But that look on her face, the pleasure I saw there, the joy I saw in her eyes was almost enough to push me over the edge. My wife had another man's cock in her and she loved it. And so did I.

Mr. Bond reached a hand down and began rubbing her clit with his thumb while not moving his cock an inch. The result was nearly immediate, with Alex's breath quickening and then turning to a primal scream as she orgasmed hard around his cock. I watched a stream of liquid shoot from her across Mr. Bond's belly. My wife had just squirted for the first time. We'd made some attempts over the last few months, but had never been able to achieve it.

No sooner had her orgasm come to an end then Mr. Bond began a slow and steady motion in and out of her. Her moans began again, and her hands reached for his ass to pull him deeper into her. He increased her rhythm and she her moans with the fucking.

"Fuck, Dan, you're cock feels so good. My husband doesn't come close to making me feel like this. Don't stop fucking me! You're going to make me cum again! Fuck me Dan, fuck me and fill me with your seed."

Mr. Bond now pushed her other leg behind her head, lifting her cunt up and beginning to really slam into it with every stroke. His balls slapped her ass and her screams grew louder as I saw her orgasm again. This time, I saw the subtle change in Mr. Bond's face and knew she was pulling him over the edge with her pussy clenching around him.

A moment later he began to grunt, then scream himself, and as I saw his thick white fluid begin to seep out of her pussy, I came as well.

He stayed in her for another minute, kissing her deeply yet again. When he finally stood up, Alex finally looked at me again, pointed at me and then to her sloppy cum filled cunt. I went straight to her, burying my head between her legs and beginning to lap up this other man's semen from her hole. It was potent, and I had to push down an urge to gag at first, but quickly got over it and began to work her clit, earning a thick moan in response.

"Should I come back tomorrow," I heard him ask.

"God yes!" Alex screamed, and in the moment I wasn't sure if it was from the start of her third orgasm or an affirmation to his question. It was both.

"Tomorrow he can lick you while I fuck you then. See right up close why you'll never be satisfied with his cock again."

I continued to work Alex's pussy as I heard Mr. Bond walk down the stairs and out the front door. It was less than 15 minutes since they'd arrived.

"Oh my god, Aaron. Oh my god. Now please fuck me. I need my husband."

Alex and I made love and fell asleep.

Mr. Bond returned the next night, and as promised, this time I laid under my wife, licking her clit while I watched his huge dick slide in and out of her pussy. Alex orgasmed over and over again while he fucked her and I licked her. When he was finally ready to cum, he pulled out of her and shot his load first onto her pussy and then pointed down towards my face. I clenched my eyes as the warm, stick liquid dribbled across my face and my lips.

"Open up," he commanded.

I parted my lips and felt as the last of his cum landed on my tongue, and then felt his huge head touch my lips. I began to suck at it, swallowing his seed and cleaning my wife's juices from the end of his cock, though I couldn't get much of it into my mouth. Alex began to work my own cock with abandon, and I came in her mouth, a powerful orgasm that left my seed dripping from the side of her lips and dribbling down onto the bed below us.

As my orgasm finished, I felt Mr. Bond get up from the bed and heard as he began putting on his clothes. "Tomorrow night is my last in town, should I come back so we can finish our business?"

"Yes, please do."

I was too spent to make love to Alex that night, and we simply fell asleep in each other's arms.

On the third night, Mr. Bond started the evening by having me suck his cock. Alex had never strapped on the big dildo, and so it took some work getting used to the size of it. Once I'd gotten my mouth open wide enough, Mr. Bond didn't wait, but thrust his dong down the back of my throat and began to fuck my face. It was all I could do at first not to gag, but as I relaxed, it became easier and easier to accept him.

"Does this cuck take it in his ass?"

"Mmmph," I gurgled as my dick got hard and my heart started racing. I didn't know if I was ready for this.

"I've been pegging him for a month, but never with anything near as large as you. And he's never had a man before."

"Get me a condom," was his reply. "Then get on the bed so he can get you ready for me with your tongue while I fuck his cuck ass."

I watched as my wife went to our nightstand and pulled out a box of Magnum condoms. I wasn't sure when she had bought them or how they had got there. She took one out and handed it to him as I continued to work his cock with my throat and tongue. His moans of pleasure had me working harder to satisfy him even as he opened the package and my wife laid down on the bed, her head propped up by several pillows and her sex completely exposed as she opened her legs.

"Turn over and lick your whore wife's cunt, cuck."

I released his cock from my mouth and crawled onto the bed towards my wife's waiting pussy. I looked up at her but her eyes were locked onto her new lover. I went between her legs to begin to lick her, my own ass lifting into the air. I was both terrified about the pain and yet couldn't wait to feel him inside me.

I felt as he rubbed lube onto my asshole, and a moment later the head of his dick was pressing at my tiny brown hole. I focused all of my attention onto Alex's clit, and my hands dug into her ass cheeks as Mr. Bond began to push. It was big and it was uncomfortable, but it didn't hurt. He left it just an inch or two in for a few moments, then cracked my ass hard and pushed in further.

"Ohhhhhhhhh," I moaned.

"Fuck my husband's ass with that huge cock, Dan. Fuck him till he can't walk straight."

As he began sliding in and out, my mind left my body. The mix of pleasure, pain, humiliation and satisfaction overwhelming my senses and making this all feel like some type of dream. I don't know how long he fucked me, but I knew that Alex came at least twice from my tongue before I finally came myself. It happened without anyone or anything touching my dick, and as I shot my load onto the comforter I screamed in pleasure and bucked back against him.

"Get back to your chair. I'm going to fuck my pussy now."

I did as I was told and watched as Mr. Bond removed his condom and got between Alex's legs to fuck her. The session went on for more than an hour, with her orgasming over and over while he maintained control, slowing when he needed to or even pulling out completely for a moment or two until Alex begged him to fill her cunt again.

Finally, and with them both dripping sweat and panting from the long workout, he pulled out of her once again and laid his python on her belly.

"You want this in your cunt?

"Yes," she begged.

"Is it my cunt or your husbands?"

"It's yours, Dan."

"And if I don't want to share it with your husband, will you keep it just for me?"

"Yes, just put it back in my pussy please!"

"I don't just mean when I'm here. I don't want that cuck putting his dick in you unless I tell him to, do you understand."

"Yes, Dan, yes I understand."

"I know you still love him, so you can keep pegging him to show that love."

"You're cock is the only one I want, Dan."

He pushed back into her and she orgasmed immediately.

"Fuck you're little white whore! Fuck Dan you are amazing!"

She wrapped her arms around him and dug her fingers into his back. He screamed as her nails clawed against him and his own orgasm began. I'd grown hard again at the talk between the two, but wanted to save my orgasm for Alex after Dan left, believing that Alex had no actual intention of not fucking me.

Dan finished and stood up. "Clean her up." He commanded and I went between her legs to lick the fresh cum from her pussy.

"I'll be back in town in a few weeks. I'll be bringing some friends to share my new whore cunt when I do. You are not to have anything in your pussy until I'm back. I want you fresh when I fuck you the first night."

"Anything you want, Dan. As long as I get your cock again." Alex replied as she began yet another orgasm from my tongue.

"I'll send the paperwork for our business deal when I get back to the office tomorrow."

I could hear him moving towards the door.

"You're husband is a real cum slut cuck. That's a rare and beautiful thing to have in a husband. Be sure you treat him like what he is."

A minute late I heard the front door open and close and I moved up to fuck my wife.

"Not right now sweetie," she said. "I'm worn out."

Chapter 4

Over the next few weeks, I discovered just how committed to this new path Alex was, as she refused to allow me into her. When I'd tried to initiate again the following night, she refused.

"Remember it was you who asked for this," she told me when I pressed the issue and then turned the TV on and closed her eyes.

I wanted to scream and tell her that I never meant for it to be like this. That had I known where this was going that I would never have asked Mr. Bond over to our house. But even as the words began to form on my lips, I knew I wouldn't say them. Because they weren't true. I did ask for this. I did want this. Now it was up to me to bear it.

It got easier over the next couple of weeks. Alex fucked me regularly with her strap on with real loving affection. While I ached to be inside her, I was at least being satisfied. And returning the favor with my tongue on her clit (but never my fingers) on a regular basis.

I always let her initiate. Always did exactly as she asked. And always hoped that at some point this new path would come to an end or merge with another. This couldn't be the way it would be forever, I told myself.

But at the same time, I was beginning to accept and enjoy this new fate. And I also started looking forward to the next time Mr. Bond was in town. If I couldn't fuck my wife, at least I'd get the joy of watching her pleasured by a strong cock on a powerful man.

Outside the bedroom, our life was for the most part, normal. We both went to work. We even began planning our two week vacation to Europe, as the commission check for the new business had been every bit as big as she'd said. When Nichole was in town we'd take her out for dinner and do her laundry. I'd picked up some more of the household chores, but mostly because Alex's hours had gotten longer.

I asked her once if she was fucking anyone else and she looked at me flatly and said, "No, my pussy belongs to Dan and no one else." I got so hard when she said it I almost came in my pants.

Almost a month after our last encounter, on a Thursday night after she had fucked me with her big 9 inch, she said, "Dan will be here tomorrow. I can't wait to get fucked again."

He came over around 9pm that Friday night, and the look of joy on Alex's face when she saw him lit up my heart.

They had me sit in their chair while they fucked like a****ls for a good hour. Alex moaned with pleasure, screaming for him as he entered her again for the first time in weeks. Told him how incredible he felt and how much she'd missed his big black cock. When he asked her if she'd strayed and fucked me she replied. "Why would I want that pathetic little thing when I knew you were coming back for me."

He turned her around then so that she was facing me on all fours while he plowed her from behind, gripping her hair so that she was forced to look directly at me as I sat and played with my penis.

He didn't say anything, he didn't need to. The message on her face was clear. Her pussy was truly and forever his, and I wasn't going to do a damn thing about it.

When he finally finished inside her, she beckoned for me to come and clean her up, and I nearly leapt from my seat to fulfill her wish. As I licked his semen from her hole, Mr. Bond started to speak.

"I'm having my friends come over tomorrow to enjoy my new pussy. Be sure to have refreshments, condoms, and lube. Most of them will use your husband as well as you. I'm looking forward to seeing how much cock and cum this cuck can take."

"How many friends will be coming?" Alex asked, a hint of both fear and excitement in her voice.

"Ten to twelve. There are usually a few flakes from the first timers, but not many. They all know when I find a hotwife and cuck that it's going to be a good time for all. You should get a good night sleep and have him do all the shopping tomorrow. You'll need your energy to satisfy us all. Expect us around 7pm"

Alex began cumming and squirting as Mr. Bond spoke. If I had let it cross my mind that the prospect of being gang banged by 12 strangers would have her stop this, her body's reaction told me just the opposite.

As Alex slept in the next morning, I went out to the store, picking up four dozen condoms of various sizes, three bottles of lube (both water and silicone based), meat, cheese and crackers, chex mix, beer and soda. The young female clerk who checked me out did her best not to look at me like the freak I was.

I got back with the groceries and was putting them out on the kitchen counter when Alex came downstairs with a bounce in her step and a bubbly demeanor. She gave me a kiss and a smack on the ass as she grabbed a cracker from the tray and then hit the fridge for some OJ. She told me she was going shopping for something sexy to wear for the night, but would be back by 6.

Mr. Bond arrived precisely at 7pm, and gave a long wet kiss to Alex when he came in.

"You ready to get fucked like never before?"

"I'm ready to do anything you ask."

He nodded and told her to go upstairs and wait, but wanted me to stay downstairs for now. As the guests began to arrive, I found out why. He was taking $100 from each guest. He was making money from the gangbang. And he wanted me to know.

As they arrived, the guests would pay Mr. Bond, then strip and leave their clothes on the couch, then grab some refreshments. The men varied in age from just over 18 to one man who had to be in his sixties. They varied in size from bone thin to obese. Not all of them, but most of them had dicks larger than mine. Some were white, some black, some Hispanic and one who was Chinese. Most of them knew each other. When someone new to the group arrived, Mr. Bond would command me to welcome him with a blowjob. That got me my first two nuts of the night. The rest of the group cheered them on as they used my mouth and throat to get off.

All 12 had indeed shown up. The pictures of Alex that Mr. Bond had sent them having convinced them that this was not an event to miss. Around 8pm we all headed upstairs.

It was a tight fit in our room. I was the first one up, and got to watch Alex's face as each of the men who were going to fuck her that night came into the room. She was wearing a brand new see-thru lace baby doll negligee with a tiny pink bow that did nothing to hide her nipples. She wasn't wearing panties. A bowl of condoms sat on the nightstand along with the lube. She looked absolutely radiant.

Once everyone had assembled in our bedroom, Mr. Bond spoke again. "Gentlemen, this is Alex. This is her first time being gangbanged. We will fill her pussy, her ass and her mouth. Condoms for her pussy and ass, none for the mouth. Our little cuck here will fluff you up if you need it, and you can fuck his ass over at the chair anytime you get the urge. It's a nice one, believe me, you don't want to pass it up."

"We are going to cum bathe the both of them at the end of the night, so if you typically only can go once, try to save it for then. That's it for the speech, enjoy my pussy. Tonight might be the only time I ever share it. It's that good. Now who wants to go first?"

The 19 year old new k** to the group, thin and brown with an eight inch cock whose semen I had swallowed not 20 minutes before, took a step forward.

"She's all yours, Raul. Enjoy," Mr. Bond said.

Raul grabbed a condom and then knelt on the bed, his cock near my wife's head, and she lifted up and took him in her mouth. After just a few seconds he pulled away.

"Fuck this slut's tongue works miracles." He said as he began to put the condom on and moved between her legs. A moment later he was in her, and I watched Alex's face intently as he entered her. Saw her bit her lip as he began to thrust in and out of her.

The obese man then went to the bedside and offer her his cock, which she took in her mouth and began to work. I saw the pleasure on his face as she took him down her throat. Then a flaccid cock of the sixty year old was in my face, and the man it was attached to it commanded me, "Get me hard, cuck boy. I'm going to stick this in your wife's ass."

Quickly the night became a blur of sexual depravity. For the next 90 minutes I nearly always had a cock in my mouth or my ass, and my wife was rarely without one in each hole. The men did their best to save their cum, tapping out with another person regularly to calm down, occasionally heading downstairs for a refreshment.

The orgasms from Alex were near constant, as was her encouragement of the men to fuck her like the whore she was and how good the cocks of those men all felt. Occasionally I would get the chance just to watch her for a moment, and I could see how much she was enjoying herself. She was a wild a****l, consumed by lust and power. It was beautiful to watch.

Finally, as my own ass began to get sore from the constant pounding, I was moved to the bed and laid down opposite Alex, so that our legs dangled off opposite sides of the bed and our heads were next to each other.

"Time to finish, pick your slut to fuck and then finish yourself on their faces," Mr. Bond told the group.

A fit, 30 year old white man covered in tattoos and with the biggest cock in the room got between my legs, lubed up, pushed my legs back and began to fuck me, while the k** took my wife. A few minutes later, they were on opposite sides of our heads, stroking themselves and then cumming simultaneously over Alex and my face. We began to kiss and share the cum between us.

Most of the men wanted Alex one last time, and so I was sometimes left without a cock in me as they lined up to fuck her before moving to our faces to cum. By the fourth or fifth load, it had begun dripping down our necks and chest and forming a widening wet spot beneath our heads. We never stopped kissing. I'd never experienced anything so primal.

Mr. Bond was the last to take both of us, pounding my ass before moving around to Alex and giving her yet one more orgasm. He didn't move to her face, instead removing his condom and then sliding into her once more and releasing his load in her pussy just as the last of his friends came over my face and chest. The rest of the men had already gone downstairs, and I had heard some leave.

When he had finished, he said, "You are really incredible. I'll give you tomorrow to recover, but will be by Sunday to fuck my pussy again."

"No, I don't think so," Alex said to my surprise.

"What?" Mr. Bond said incredulously.

"It's not your pussy," Alex said, her breath still ragged from the orgasm she'd just finished. "It never was. It belongs to me and my husband. Thank you for the great experience, Dan, but I'm done with you now. You can show yourself out."

I was in utter shock and my heart filled with joy at the words. I wiped a glob of cum from my eye so that I could look at Mr. Bond. He looked more shocked than me. He'd been used by Alex. Used by her for our fantasy. And she'd had enough.

"I think you're making a mistake. I'll let you take that back."

"Get the fuck out of here," she replied and then turned to me.

"Make love to me now, Aaron." Alex said. We were both covered in the cum of 12 men, and I moved to her arms.

"Of course my love," I said as I heard Mr. Bond slam the door behind him and walk down the stairs.

"Just promise that if I want... if I need... I can make you my cum slut cuck again. And if you need, I'll be your hotwife. I'll be anything, do anything you ask of me, so just be careful when you do, okay?"

"Okay, my love." I did truly understand that now.

I made love to my wife, happy to be in her again, excited for the next time she wanted to do this again or where the next path would take us.

I am a cum slut cuck. At least I am when my wife tells me to be. This is my confession.