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I am writing this story in attempt to process my thoughts. It is (perhaps unfortunately) completely true other than I have changed the names. I am a forty-three year old successful businessman, my wife Sarah is a thirty-seven year old in the medical profession. We have one child and a generally very happy life.
Our sex life is pretty good, it has of course lost much of the intensity and frequency of the early days and it has always been fairly vanilla but Sarah is still extremely attractive, a 5ft 7 brunette with a good figure, she still turns heads.
If I am looking at porn or erotica I discovered a while ago that the cuckold genre turned me on enormously but I have never discussed this with Sarah, I just felt it would seem distasteful to her and I was happy to keep it purely a fantasy. The idea of her with another man whilst it turned me on I just couldn't entertain as a reality and the potential chaos it could cause.
Our social life these days is more restricted due to having a small child and we often socialise separately as a result, and last Friday she was going out on one of her periodic nights out with four friends in a nearby city. She did this around once every 6 weeks and generally stayed over at a girlfriends house and came back on the Saturday morning.
She arrived back at around 11 on the Saturday, looking slightly the worse for wear, we discussed the night briefly and she said she was going for a quick couple of hours sleep as she was pretty hungover!
After about an hour I was clearing some things away and I picked up her handbag, her phone case had flipped open and whilst I wouldn't normally even notice this sort of thing it jumped out at me that there was a message from a "Kieran"and with it being an Iphone6 you could read it, it simply said, "That was amazing, again sometime?"
My stomach went and my heart started pounding. It could of course be innocent but it seemed unlikely, if it was the Kieran I thought it was. Kieran was an old friend who was a pretty successful DJ in the city she'd been out in. I hadn't seen him for a couple of years but certainly wasn't inconceivable she'd bumped into him and I had often suspected a bit of chemistry between them.
I couldn't ignore this but I was also trying to be calm. As I said I had never planned on turning any cuckold fantasies into reality, but I was now facing the possibility that decision was being taken away from me.
She stirred a short time later and came downstairs in just t-shirt and small white knickers. Despite looking tired she was looking gorgeous and my stomach was still doing flips. I made her a cup of tea and asked her to sit down next to me.
I decided to come straight out with it, "Babe I couldn't help noticing your phone and seeing a message from a Kieran, is that Kieran as in DJ Kieran?"
The guilt was unfortunately palpable, she is not good at hiding emotions or lying.
"I can't believe you went through my phone."
"I didn't babe, I literally just saw the front screen, is there something you need to tell me?"
She said nothing, my heart was pounding furiously.
"Sarah we need to talk, we can get through anything but I need some openness and honesty, what happened?"
"Darling, I'm so sorry, nothing really happened I just went back to his for a bit after the club, I didn't know we'd be going to where he was DJing and it was lovely to see him, it was just for a catch up."
"Sarah people don't describe a catch up as "amazing", something must have happened. Did you sleep with him?"
Just saying those words made me feel so strange, a mixture of nauseous and extreme excitement. There's no point in beating around the bush, Kieran is legendary for the size of his cock. I'm a healthy 7 inches and Sarah has proclaimed to be more than satisfied but while I've only seen his soft it is monstrous. Many years ago at a drunken party at ours the size of his bulge in his boxers was a regular talking point.
"No I promise I didn't sleep with him, it was just a bit of a drunken kiss, I'm so sorry."
"As I said we can get through this but you need to tell me everything, I need every detail and need to work out what the hell we're going to do next."
She let out a deep breath, almost a sigh.
"I agreed to go back to his flat, I know I shouldn't but it was genuinely just to chat, it's been ages and you know as well as I do, he's good company, it was nice."
"Go on."
"He made me a coffee, and we were just sitting talking. Then as you know I was wearing those heels and my feet were pretty sore so he took them off for me. I ended up sitting with my feet across his lap and he was giving me a gentle foot massage which to be honest was heavenly."
She looked up apologetically.
"Go on, I want to know everything."
"Well I don't really know how to say this but he was I think getting turned on a bit, he kept complimenting my feet as I'd had a pedicure that day and to be honest I could tell he was getting a bit excited."
"Don't stop, how?"
My voice sounded hollow.
"Because my feet were sort of on his lap and they brushed his crotch sometimes and he felt hard, darling I'm so sorry I don't think I can do this."
"What happened next?"
"He leaned over and kissed me. I was drunk and should have resisted but I'm sorry it just happened."
"And then?"
"We carried on kissing and I suppose sort of stroking each other."
"What do you mean stroking each other?"
She looked up again, a picture of guilt.
"Sarah if I know exactly what's happened it's easier to try and work it out, if you hold back I will automatically assume you are lying, what exactly do you mean?"
"His hand was on my thigh just below my knickers and my hand was on his crotch, he started to try and rub me over my knickers but I was on my period so told him to stop. I then..."
She stopped, I told her to continue.
"I unzipped his trousers," she said in the softest of voices.
My heart again leapt.
"What exactly did you do?" I asked
"I undid the button and pulled his boxers down so I could get at it, I was just going to..." She again paused.
"You were just going to what?" I asked harshly
"Just give him a handjob, I'm so sorry."
"Go on, what was his cock like?"
"Huge," she replied again in this soft voice
"What then?"
Another long sigh, "Babe I'm so sorry it wasn't supposed to happen..."
I cut her off, "Just go on, what happened next?"
"I couldn't really do it properly so he took his trousers and boxers off and then started stroking him properly."
She gave a rueful smile, I asked her what she was smiling at.
"It was genuinely difficult to get my hand around," she said apologetically.
"Did you use both hands?" I asked again in a hollow voice.
"Not really, sort of," again she paused
"What do you mean, describe please?"
"I had one hand round the like you know, shaft stroking up and down and one playing with his balls," she confessed.
"Did you give him a blowjob?" this voice almost didn't sound like mine.
Just whispering now, "Sort of," she replied.
"Sarah will you stop being vague with these answers, you either did or you didn't now what happened?"
"I moved my head down to suck him but it was just..." she stopped.
"What?"
"I really couldn't get it in my mouth properly, all I could do was lick the head for a while. It actually hurt trying to suck it properly. I'm sorry."
"So you went back to a handjob?"
Another very deep sigh, whatever she was about to say she was struggling to.
"I made him sit on the edge of the sofa so I could lick and suck his balls while giving him a handjob."
"Did he like that?" I couldn't believe I was asking.
She nodded, "And I was licking under his balls and his perineum, I think that was what made him, you know?"
"Made him come?"
Again a little nod.
"Did he come in your mouth?"
Yet another nod.
"Describe please?"
"Babe please..."
I cut her off immediately. "Describe."
"Because I was licking his balls I could feel when he was close so when I was sure it was going to happen I put my mouth as best I could round the head, I got pretty much all of it in my mouth, though there was so much some leaked out."
My head was spinning. This insane mixture of excitement, anger, fear. My beautiful wife had been sucking a huge cock just hours before. It was both my absolute fantasy and biggest nightmare.
"Do you want to do it again?"
"Babe, no of course not, it was just silly drunkenness?"
"So how have you left it with Kieran?"
"I haven't left it, shouldn't have happened that's all there is to it and I'm so sorry, please forgive me?"
"But that message makes it clear he's be up for a repeat performance, what about actually sleeping with him, surely you're curious?"
She shook her head.
"I can't deny I was attracted to him but I don't want to be unfaithful, that's not who I am."
"What about the opportunity to do more with a genuinely huge cock?" I couldn't believe what I was actually saying, I was saying things unimaginable just an hour or two ago.
"Darling it was, yes I suppose sort of fun and yes I've never seen anything like it before but not the sort of thing that I would ever consider, no way would I jeopardise our marriage."
So here I am.
We haven't discussed again for a few days, I'm horny and distressed in equal measures, can't concentrate and on the one hand I can't get the vision of her playing with Kieran's huge cock, on the other hand I don't know if I want to.
If the concern is jeopardising our marriage I could reassure her I was okay with it and let her go further but I just don't know.
I think I just need to get my head round it for a few days.
Thanks for reading and giving me the opportunity to get it off my chest, we have just agreed to sit down and have a talk later and see where we go from here.
Our sex life is pretty good, it has of course lost much of the intensity and frequency of the early days and it has always been fairly vanilla but Sarah is still extremely attractive, a 5ft 7 brunette with a good figure, she still turns heads.
If I am looking at porn or erotica I discovered a while ago that the cuckold genre turned me on enormously but I have never discussed this with Sarah, I just felt it would seem distasteful to her and I was happy to keep it purely a fantasy. The idea of her with another man whilst it turned me on I just couldn't entertain as a reality and the potential chaos it could cause.
Our social life these days is more restricted due to having a small child and we often socialise separately as a result, and last Friday she was going out on one of her periodic nights out with four friends in a nearby city. She did this around once every 6 weeks and generally stayed over at a girlfriends house and came back on the Saturday morning.
She arrived back at around 11 on the Saturday, looking slightly the worse for wear, we discussed the night briefly and she said she was going for a quick couple of hours sleep as she was pretty hungover!
After about an hour I was clearing some things away and I picked up her handbag, her phone case had flipped open and whilst I wouldn't normally even notice this sort of thing it jumped out at me that there was a message from a "Kieran"and with it being an Iphone6 you could read it, it simply said, "That was amazing, again sometime?"
My stomach went and my heart started pounding. It could of course be innocent but it seemed unlikely, if it was the Kieran I thought it was. Kieran was an old friend who was a pretty successful DJ in the city she'd been out in. I hadn't seen him for a couple of years but certainly wasn't inconceivable she'd bumped into him and I had often suspected a bit of chemistry between them.
I couldn't ignore this but I was also trying to be calm. As I said I had never planned on turning any cuckold fantasies into reality, but I was now facing the possibility that decision was being taken away from me.
She stirred a short time later and came downstairs in just t-shirt and small white knickers. Despite looking tired she was looking gorgeous and my stomach was still doing flips. I made her a cup of tea and asked her to sit down next to me.
I decided to come straight out with it, "Babe I couldn't help noticing your phone and seeing a message from a Kieran, is that Kieran as in DJ Kieran?"
The guilt was unfortunately palpable, she is not good at hiding emotions or lying.
"I can't believe you went through my phone."
"I didn't babe, I literally just saw the front screen, is there something you need to tell me?"
She said nothing, my heart was pounding furiously.
"Sarah we need to talk, we can get through anything but I need some openness and honesty, what happened?"
"Darling, I'm so sorry, nothing really happened I just went back to his for a bit after the club, I didn't know we'd be going to where he was DJing and it was lovely to see him, it was just for a catch up."
"Sarah people don't describe a catch up as "amazing", something must have happened. Did you sleep with him?"
Just saying those words made me feel so strange, a mixture of nauseous and extreme excitement. There's no point in beating around the bush, Kieran is legendary for the size of his cock. I'm a healthy 7 inches and Sarah has proclaimed to be more than satisfied but while I've only seen his soft it is monstrous. Many years ago at a drunken party at ours the size of his bulge in his boxers was a regular talking point.
"No I promise I didn't sleep with him, it was just a bit of a drunken kiss, I'm so sorry."
"As I said we can get through this but you need to tell me everything, I need every detail and need to work out what the hell we're going to do next."
She let out a deep breath, almost a sigh.
"I agreed to go back to his flat, I know I shouldn't but it was genuinely just to chat, it's been ages and you know as well as I do, he's good company, it was nice."
"Go on."
"He made me a coffee, and we were just sitting talking. Then as you know I was wearing those heels and my feet were pretty sore so he took them off for me. I ended up sitting with my feet across his lap and he was giving me a gentle foot massage which to be honest was heavenly."
She looked up apologetically.
"Go on, I want to know everything."
"Well I don't really know how to say this but he was I think getting turned on a bit, he kept complimenting my feet as I'd had a pedicure that day and to be honest I could tell he was getting a bit excited."
"Don't stop, how?"
My voice sounded hollow.
"Because my feet were sort of on his lap and they brushed his crotch sometimes and he felt hard, darling I'm so sorry I don't think I can do this."
"What happened next?"
"He leaned over and kissed me. I was drunk and should have resisted but I'm sorry it just happened."
"And then?"
"We carried on kissing and I suppose sort of stroking each other."
"What do you mean stroking each other?"
She looked up again, a picture of guilt.
"Sarah if I know exactly what's happened it's easier to try and work it out, if you hold back I will automatically assume you are lying, what exactly do you mean?"
"His hand was on my thigh just below my knickers and my hand was on his crotch, he started to try and rub me over my knickers but I was on my period so told him to stop. I then..."
She stopped, I told her to continue.
"I unzipped his trousers," she said in the softest of voices.
My heart again leapt.
"What exactly did you do?" I asked
"I undid the button and pulled his boxers down so I could get at it, I was just going to..." She again paused.
"You were just going to what?" I asked harshly
"Just give him a handjob, I'm so sorry."
"Go on, what was his cock like?"
"Huge," she replied again in this soft voice
"What then?"
Another long sigh, "Babe I'm so sorry it wasn't supposed to happen..."
I cut her off, "Just go on, what happened next?"
"I couldn't really do it properly so he took his trousers and boxers off and then started stroking him properly."
She gave a rueful smile, I asked her what she was smiling at.
"It was genuinely difficult to get my hand around," she said apologetically.
"Did you use both hands?" I asked again in a hollow voice.
"Not really, sort of," again she paused
"What do you mean, describe please?"
"I had one hand round the like you know, shaft stroking up and down and one playing with his balls," she confessed.
"Did you give him a blowjob?" this voice almost didn't sound like mine.
Just whispering now, "Sort of," she replied.
"Sarah will you stop being vague with these answers, you either did or you didn't now what happened?"
"I moved my head down to suck him but it was just..." she stopped.
"What?"
"I really couldn't get it in my mouth properly, all I could do was lick the head for a while. It actually hurt trying to suck it properly. I'm sorry."
"So you went back to a handjob?"
Another very deep sigh, whatever she was about to say she was struggling to.
"I made him sit on the edge of the sofa so I could lick and suck his balls while giving him a handjob."
"Did he like that?" I couldn't believe I was asking.
She nodded, "And I was licking under his balls and his perineum, I think that was what made him, you know?"
"Made him come?"
Again a little nod.
"Did he come in your mouth?"
Yet another nod.
"Describe please?"
"Babe please..."
I cut her off immediately. "Describe."
"Because I was licking his balls I could feel when he was close so when I was sure it was going to happen I put my mouth as best I could round the head, I got pretty much all of it in my mouth, though there was so much some leaked out."
My head was spinning. This insane mixture of excitement, anger, fear. My beautiful wife had been sucking a huge cock just hours before. It was both my absolute fantasy and biggest nightmare.
"Do you want to do it again?"
"Babe, no of course not, it was just silly drunkenness?"
"So how have you left it with Kieran?"
"I haven't left it, shouldn't have happened that's all there is to it and I'm so sorry, please forgive me?"
"But that message makes it clear he's be up for a repeat performance, what about actually sleeping with him, surely you're curious?"
She shook her head.
"I can't deny I was attracted to him but I don't want to be unfaithful, that's not who I am."
"What about the opportunity to do more with a genuinely huge cock?" I couldn't believe what I was actually saying, I was saying things unimaginable just an hour or two ago.
"Darling it was, yes I suppose sort of fun and yes I've never seen anything like it before but not the sort of thing that I would ever consider, no way would I jeopardise our marriage."
So here I am.
We haven't discussed again for a few days, I'm horny and distressed in equal measures, can't concentrate and on the one hand I can't get the vision of her playing with Kieran's huge cock, on the other hand I don't know if I want to.
If the concern is jeopardising our marriage I could reassure her I was okay with it and let her go further but I just don't know.
I think I just need to get my head round it for a few days.
Thanks for reading and giving me the opportunity to get it off my chest, we have just agreed to sit down and have a talk later and see where we go from here.
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