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My wife, Liz, and myself have been married for 5 years now. However, we have been in the cuckold lifestyle for almost 2 years now. I write this story out because maybe it will serve as a guide for someone else who wants to enter into this lifestyle--but also for people who are entertained by this lifestyle too.
This is how we entered the cuckold lifestyle.
Now, for the first 2.5 - 3 years of our marriage we were the typical young married couple. At the time of our marriage I was 27 and Liz was 25. Liz is your stereotypical Hot Wife. She has a smaller frame standing only 5'5" but makes up for it with a very athletic body, a nice firm ass, and 32 C-Cup breasts. Believe me, her being my Hot Wife was never the goal when we were dating or even when we first got married. However, here we are in the story where it all came together and we broke a barrier that would help our marriage as a whole.
To put it quite directly, as my wife says, "You are the greatest husband to me that I could ever have. But, everything has one flaw--for you honey that's your performance in bed." It was true I was never any good at sex and quite honestly it never was a big part in my life. For my wife though, sex was a big factor for her--she needed it or else she wasn't her normal self. So like any good husband I would do my best to keep it interesting and exciting for her (before entering the cuckold lifestyle that is). We would roleplay different ideas or scenarios, but the one that made her so horny was this cheating/ cuckold roleplay we did from time to time. I noticed though, she would request that we did that scenario more and more often until eventually it seemed whenever we had sex we did the cheating/ cuckold roleplay. I thought nothing really of it--it kept things interesting and as the saying goes "happy wife; happy life". The only downside to these roleplays though was my wife wanted the "other man" she was fucking to be a stud. To be able to fuck her brains out and for a while too. That "other guy" just wasn't me even though I was playing the role. At my best I was lasting 15 minutes but it required a good bit of stopping to "cool down"-- like I said I am not good in bed. It went on like this for a few months, only speaking about cuckolding in the bedroom. But over time it started to change. The once taboo topic started to drift into our morning conversation over breakfast. It was time we turned the bedroom fantasy into reality.
One particular evening, Liz and I were on the couch watching TV just decompressing from a long workday. The show we were watching goes to commercial--that's when Liz takes the remote and mutes the TV. This was normal in our house and just meant the other person wanted to talk, I'm sure the person reading this does something similar in their house as well. She looks over to me and says these exact words, "Honey, I have been thinking...and I know we have talked about it but....but I think we should actually peruse our fantasy of the cuckold lifestyle." I couldn't believe my ears, not that I was upset--quite the opposite actually. My heart raced a little and I even got a little excited. "Oh really, and what made you come up with this?", I responded to her. She answered back, "Well....I mean we have talked about it for months and have roleplayed it in bed for longer...I'm just saying I think for our 3 year wedding anniversary maybe we did something really different to spice things up." She was right, we had talked about it for quite sometime and quite often for a couple who was not actually doing it. So it finally came the time, we were gonna do it, we were finally going to be a cuckold couple.
The next morning, it was a Saturday morning because neither of us had work, we were downstairs in the living room discussing how we were going to create this fantasy into reality. We came to a conclusion that the best thing to do was to create a dating profile that included our intentions. I used my contact information for the profile and we used different pictures of the two of us together and a few sexier (non-nude) photos of Liz to peak interest. It must have been a few hours that went by but I will never forget my phone going off that first time from that dating app. I would like to say we landed the right person try number one, but I would be lying to you. It seemed I was getting so many messages, mostly college aged and young adults, all saying the same thing. "I would fuck your wife's brains out" "Let me have her for one night and she won't want to come back to you" etc. Also, I received more dick pics than I am willing to admit. It took us about a week before we found the right guy. Of course, my wife was the one who either said "yes" or "no" to the guys I showed her. But this one particular guy I showed her had her saying yes the moment I pulled up his profile. His name was Darren and he was a tall muscular black man--his profile said he was 6'3" (which is way taller than me who is 5'10") and was a previous college athlete. His body proved that too--he kept in shape even after his playing days were over. My wife went on about how attractive he looked, and how she needed to at least meet him for drinks. After some messaging with Darren for a few hours and agreeing on our intentions we decided to meet up that Saturday evening at a local hotel. It was finally happening.
Saturday evening came quick, and before you knew it Liz and I were in the car heading to the hotel. Let me tell you my wife was looking extra stunning that evening. She was wearing a black dress that stopped right at her ankles. It looked great with her black heels as well. Her diamond necklace seemed to shine even brighter that night as well, but as we drove to the hotel I noticed she kept messing with her wedding ring. Eventually, we pulled into the hotel and made our way to our room. It was so exciting, it was like we had a secret nobody else knew about. We got to our hotel room, sat on the bed, and made a few drinks to loosen us up and take the edge off. After about 15 minutes of hanging out I got THE text, "I'm pulling into the parking lot, I will be at the room shortly." This was it, it was finally happening. I asked my wife if she was still okay with all of this and she gave me a nervous but also confident "Fuck yes I am." Then to break the silence in the room, we heard a knock on the door.
I stepped over to the door and looked through the peep hole to make sure it wasn't room service or someone else. But sure enough I saw a massive man on the other side of the door. I opened the door up and welcomed Darren into our room. Liz stood up from the bed and walked over to Darren. They greeted each other before they both sat down on the bed together. Both seemed a little nervous at first, but Liz being a little tipsy made the first move. She leaned in and kissed Darren to which Darren responded back with a kiss of his own. Soon, the hotel room was filled with the noise of my wife and her new friend making out. I was already so turned on at this point, but I sat quietly on a chair in the corner of the hotel room. I watched as my wife's hands explored Darren's body--and Darren returning the favor as well. Suddenly, my wife blurted out, "Holy shit....is that what I think it is?" I refocused my attention and quickly realized my wife's hands were down toward Darren's crotch. Up until this point neither of us had seen Darren's cock so it seemed to have caught my wife by surprise when she grabbed it while they were kissing. Darren laughed, "Don't be afraid Liz, reach down and grab it." My wife, wasting no time, undid Darren's belt and unzipped his pants. She then reached down and, with some assistance from Darren, popped out Darren's massive cock. Now, I didn't have a tape measure on me but this thing was a literal monster cock. It had to at least be 11inchs. and very thick too. I honestly was nervous for my wife, but without a second thought Liz was already down on this thing sucking the head of this bull. I could tell Darren was enjoying it as he laid back on the bed and placed his hand on my wife's head--guiding her up and down his long shaft. Liz reached down and played with Darren's balls in her hand as she continued trying her best to get every inch in her mouth and down her throat. A few times she even chocked on it and had to take a moment to regain herself. The whole time she sucked his cock though there was at least one hand toward the base of the shaft stroking him off. She blew him for at least 10 minutes before they stood up, kissed each other, and also assisted removing each other's clothes.
Darren through my wife back down on the bed. He pulled her close to the edge and took his place between her widely spread legs. He ran the head of his cock up and down my wife's pussy lips until my wife couldn't take it anymore. "Oh Darren quit being such a tease and fuck me already", she begged. Darren slowly worked his cock inside her. The moment he was a few inchs in my wife was already gasping for air and grabbing hold of the sheets. Her back arched to receive him better and slowly but surely Darren worked his BBC inside my wife's pussy. My wife was looking to grab onto anything at this point, you could tell she was in so much bliss at that moment. Then Darren started to fuck her. He glided his hips slowly but firmly in and out of my wife's pussy. The noise his cock made moving inside my wife's pussy made my cock so erect. After a few moments, and some of my wife begging for him to start fucking her harder, he began to really give it to her. I honestly do not know what was louder, the bed squeaks, the clapping noise of his big balls against my wife, or the loud moans of ecstasy from my wife. It was incredible the way he was fucking her, I had only seen moves like that in porn. He made it seem so effortless and yet was really putting a pounding on her.
Eventually, he flipped her over and started fucking her doggy style. He pressed her chest and face down into the mattress as he kept her ass high. The bed sounded like it could fall through the floor at any moment. At one point I was even afraid the bedpost was going to put a hole in the wall honestly. This guy was every part a stud and a bull. He pulled my wife's hair so she could arch her back as he continued fucking her. I shit you not--but at one point my wife turns her head over to me and mutters the words "Thank you honey" before getting thrown back down and receiving more of Darren's large cock.
This went on for 45 min. and I was amazed every second of it. My wife never announced she was cumming when we had sex, but several times throughout the night she would amplify her moans to inform everyone she was in fact cumming. Darren would eventually pull out and shower my wife in the largest cum shower I have ever seen one man give. It made porn cumshots look weak. After about a 10min. cool down they would go right back into fucking. In total that night Darren and my wife fucked for close to three hours. By the end of it my wife could barely walk with me out of the hotel and into the car.
So that was it, we were finally into the cuckold lifestyle. My wife finally got her life long wish of a BBC and Darren finally got his wish of being a white couple's bull. To this day Darren is still my wife's bull and they see each other at least three times a week. Especially every Friday, its how she kicks off the weekend. Sometimes, I drop her off Friday night and don't see her again until Sunday afternoon. But as long as she's happy I am happy because remember--"Happy Wife; Happy Life". Until the next story....
This is how we entered the cuckold lifestyle.
Now, for the first 2.5 - 3 years of our marriage we were the typical young married couple. At the time of our marriage I was 27 and Liz was 25. Liz is your stereotypical Hot Wife. She has a smaller frame standing only 5'5" but makes up for it with a very athletic body, a nice firm ass, and 32 C-Cup breasts. Believe me, her being my Hot Wife was never the goal when we were dating or even when we first got married. However, here we are in the story where it all came together and we broke a barrier that would help our marriage as a whole.
To put it quite directly, as my wife says, "You are the greatest husband to me that I could ever have. But, everything has one flaw--for you honey that's your performance in bed." It was true I was never any good at sex and quite honestly it never was a big part in my life. For my wife though, sex was a big factor for her--she needed it or else she wasn't her normal self. So like any good husband I would do my best to keep it interesting and exciting for her (before entering the cuckold lifestyle that is). We would roleplay different ideas or scenarios, but the one that made her so horny was this cheating/ cuckold roleplay we did from time to time. I noticed though, she would request that we did that scenario more and more often until eventually it seemed whenever we had sex we did the cheating/ cuckold roleplay. I thought nothing really of it--it kept things interesting and as the saying goes "happy wife; happy life". The only downside to these roleplays though was my wife wanted the "other man" she was fucking to be a stud. To be able to fuck her brains out and for a while too. That "other guy" just wasn't me even though I was playing the role. At my best I was lasting 15 minutes but it required a good bit of stopping to "cool down"-- like I said I am not good in bed. It went on like this for a few months, only speaking about cuckolding in the bedroom. But over time it started to change. The once taboo topic started to drift into our morning conversation over breakfast. It was time we turned the bedroom fantasy into reality.
One particular evening, Liz and I were on the couch watching TV just decompressing from a long workday. The show we were watching goes to commercial--that's when Liz takes the remote and mutes the TV. This was normal in our house and just meant the other person wanted to talk, I'm sure the person reading this does something similar in their house as well. She looks over to me and says these exact words, "Honey, I have been thinking...and I know we have talked about it but....but I think we should actually peruse our fantasy of the cuckold lifestyle." I couldn't believe my ears, not that I was upset--quite the opposite actually. My heart raced a little and I even got a little excited. "Oh really, and what made you come up with this?", I responded to her. She answered back, "Well....I mean we have talked about it for months and have roleplayed it in bed for longer...I'm just saying I think for our 3 year wedding anniversary maybe we did something really different to spice things up." She was right, we had talked about it for quite sometime and quite often for a couple who was not actually doing it. So it finally came the time, we were gonna do it, we were finally going to be a cuckold couple.
The next morning, it was a Saturday morning because neither of us had work, we were downstairs in the living room discussing how we were going to create this fantasy into reality. We came to a conclusion that the best thing to do was to create a dating profile that included our intentions. I used my contact information for the profile and we used different pictures of the two of us together and a few sexier (non-nude) photos of Liz to peak interest. It must have been a few hours that went by but I will never forget my phone going off that first time from that dating app. I would like to say we landed the right person try number one, but I would be lying to you. It seemed I was getting so many messages, mostly college aged and young adults, all saying the same thing. "I would fuck your wife's brains out" "Let me have her for one night and she won't want to come back to you" etc. Also, I received more dick pics than I am willing to admit. It took us about a week before we found the right guy. Of course, my wife was the one who either said "yes" or "no" to the guys I showed her. But this one particular guy I showed her had her saying yes the moment I pulled up his profile. His name was Darren and he was a tall muscular black man--his profile said he was 6'3" (which is way taller than me who is 5'10") and was a previous college athlete. His body proved that too--he kept in shape even after his playing days were over. My wife went on about how attractive he looked, and how she needed to at least meet him for drinks. After some messaging with Darren for a few hours and agreeing on our intentions we decided to meet up that Saturday evening at a local hotel. It was finally happening.
Saturday evening came quick, and before you knew it Liz and I were in the car heading to the hotel. Let me tell you my wife was looking extra stunning that evening. She was wearing a black dress that stopped right at her ankles. It looked great with her black heels as well. Her diamond necklace seemed to shine even brighter that night as well, but as we drove to the hotel I noticed she kept messing with her wedding ring. Eventually, we pulled into the hotel and made our way to our room. It was so exciting, it was like we had a secret nobody else knew about. We got to our hotel room, sat on the bed, and made a few drinks to loosen us up and take the edge off. After about 15 minutes of hanging out I got THE text, "I'm pulling into the parking lot, I will be at the room shortly." This was it, it was finally happening. I asked my wife if she was still okay with all of this and she gave me a nervous but also confident "Fuck yes I am." Then to break the silence in the room, we heard a knock on the door.
I stepped over to the door and looked through the peep hole to make sure it wasn't room service or someone else. But sure enough I saw a massive man on the other side of the door. I opened the door up and welcomed Darren into our room. Liz stood up from the bed and walked over to Darren. They greeted each other before they both sat down on the bed together. Both seemed a little nervous at first, but Liz being a little tipsy made the first move. She leaned in and kissed Darren to which Darren responded back with a kiss of his own. Soon, the hotel room was filled with the noise of my wife and her new friend making out. I was already so turned on at this point, but I sat quietly on a chair in the corner of the hotel room. I watched as my wife's hands explored Darren's body--and Darren returning the favor as well. Suddenly, my wife blurted out, "Holy shit....is that what I think it is?" I refocused my attention and quickly realized my wife's hands were down toward Darren's crotch. Up until this point neither of us had seen Darren's cock so it seemed to have caught my wife by surprise when she grabbed it while they were kissing. Darren laughed, "Don't be afraid Liz, reach down and grab it." My wife, wasting no time, undid Darren's belt and unzipped his pants. She then reached down and, with some assistance from Darren, popped out Darren's massive cock. Now, I didn't have a tape measure on me but this thing was a literal monster cock. It had to at least be 11inchs. and very thick too. I honestly was nervous for my wife, but without a second thought Liz was already down on this thing sucking the head of this bull. I could tell Darren was enjoying it as he laid back on the bed and placed his hand on my wife's head--guiding her up and down his long shaft. Liz reached down and played with Darren's balls in her hand as she continued trying her best to get every inch in her mouth and down her throat. A few times she even chocked on it and had to take a moment to regain herself. The whole time she sucked his cock though there was at least one hand toward the base of the shaft stroking him off. She blew him for at least 10 minutes before they stood up, kissed each other, and also assisted removing each other's clothes.
Darren through my wife back down on the bed. He pulled her close to the edge and took his place between her widely spread legs. He ran the head of his cock up and down my wife's pussy lips until my wife couldn't take it anymore. "Oh Darren quit being such a tease and fuck me already", she begged. Darren slowly worked his cock inside her. The moment he was a few inchs in my wife was already gasping for air and grabbing hold of the sheets. Her back arched to receive him better and slowly but surely Darren worked his BBC inside my wife's pussy. My wife was looking to grab onto anything at this point, you could tell she was in so much bliss at that moment. Then Darren started to fuck her. He glided his hips slowly but firmly in and out of my wife's pussy. The noise his cock made moving inside my wife's pussy made my cock so erect. After a few moments, and some of my wife begging for him to start fucking her harder, he began to really give it to her. I honestly do not know what was louder, the bed squeaks, the clapping noise of his big balls against my wife, or the loud moans of ecstasy from my wife. It was incredible the way he was fucking her, I had only seen moves like that in porn. He made it seem so effortless and yet was really putting a pounding on her.
Eventually, he flipped her over and started fucking her doggy style. He pressed her chest and face down into the mattress as he kept her ass high. The bed sounded like it could fall through the floor at any moment. At one point I was even afraid the bedpost was going to put a hole in the wall honestly. This guy was every part a stud and a bull. He pulled my wife's hair so she could arch her back as he continued fucking her. I shit you not--but at one point my wife turns her head over to me and mutters the words "Thank you honey" before getting thrown back down and receiving more of Darren's large cock.
This went on for 45 min. and I was amazed every second of it. My wife never announced she was cumming when we had sex, but several times throughout the night she would amplify her moans to inform everyone she was in fact cumming. Darren would eventually pull out and shower my wife in the largest cum shower I have ever seen one man give. It made porn cumshots look weak. After about a 10min. cool down they would go right back into fucking. In total that night Darren and my wife fucked for close to three hours. By the end of it my wife could barely walk with me out of the hotel and into the car.
So that was it, we were finally into the cuckold lifestyle. My wife finally got her life long wish of a BBC and Darren finally got his wish of being a white couple's bull. To this day Darren is still my wife's bull and they see each other at least three times a week. Especially every Friday, its how she kicks off the weekend. Sometimes, I drop her off Friday night and don't see her again until Sunday afternoon. But as long as she's happy I am happy because remember--"Happy Wife; Happy Life". Until the next story....
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