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The story of being cucked by my wife, Annie, goes all the way back to when we were dating in high school. We were steady throughout most of senior year, and during spring break we had sex for the first time. I assumed she’d had sex before and was perhaps still doing it with other people even though we were dating. But it wasn’t a subject we discussed directly.
The first time I had to confront the question head on was at our class’s big graduation party. After commencement, a few dozen of us went over to somebody’s house. The place had a big back yard, and somebody started a huge bonfire.
Annie and I got into a huge argument. I no longer remember what we were fighting about. Probably something that seems trivial in retrospect but at that teenage time seemed apocalyptic. Whatever the cause, she stormed off to talk with some of her friends.
I pouted and drank a beer for awhile, but eventually I decided to find her and see if we could patch things up. At first I couldn’t find her. But then I noticed her standing in the shadows well away from the fire. She was talking to a guy I didn’t know. I’d seen him at school and maybe knew his name but not much else. He looked like he was probably a jock, and my crowd and that crowd didn’t intersect much.
Weird that she was talking to him at all. And even weirder that they appeared to be holding hands. My mouth dropped open in surprise when she pulled on his arm, leading him into the bushes behind them.
I left the party at that point, but of course I couldn’t get what I’d seen out of my head. At home I shut myself up in my bedroom. Earlier that evening I’d given her my long, gold, National Honor Society cords. The image in my mind was Annie wearing nothing but those cords, the tassels on the ends brushing against the guy’s bare chest as she rode his cock.
It made my cheeks burn with jealousy. It also made my cock rock hard. I ended up masturbating, having the most confused-feeling orgasm of my entire life.
The next day we made up over the phone, and a couple of days later we went out for dinner and a serious talk. Annie was blunt with me about her feelings. She said she loved me with all her heart and enjoyed it when we had sex. But she admitted that she’d been with other guys in the past and had some tastes I couldn’t satisfy. While I had a nice, average-sized dick, she got greater pleasure from men with equipment that was bigger than mine. And even more, she enjoyed being dominated by her partner. We saw each other as equals, so she didn’t think it would work if I tried to dominate her in bed.
Annie said that if I couldn’t deal with it, if it was either me or other guys, that she was ready to commit exclusively to me. But she hoped I could be flexible and understanding with her. After taking a long minute to get my thoughts together, I confessed that I found myself aroused at the thought of her being dominated and having sex with another man. So if that’s what she craved, she had my support.
Before we moved on to a different topic, I asked her if I could watch. She smiled and said we’d have to see.
A week or so later she called me up and told me that she’d found a guy who had the qualifications she was after. Fortunately the guy was a friend of a friend who’d gone to a different high school, so there wouldn’t be any awkwardness about her having sex with someone we both knew. And best of all, he was okay with me watching while they did it.
The next weekend her folks were out of town and her brother was spending the night with friends. Which was a good thing, because there was no way any of us wanted to be interrupted in the middle of what we were planning to do, particularly because she wanted to fuck in her parents’ bed.
At the time the drinking age was 18, so we didn’t have any trouble buying alcohol. The three of us got pretty drunk sitting around her kitchen table, which was a good thing because none of us had done anything like this before and we were all pretty nervous before the booze helped calm us down.
As the topic of conversation found its way to the evening’s main event, we agreed about how it was going to work. Or rather Annie told us how it was going to work, and the other guy and I readily agreed.
She and the guy were going to shower off so their bodies would be nice and clean and ready to share with each other. But she thought it best for them to shower separately. The bedroom had a private bath with a shower stall, so there wouldn’t be far to go once the washing was complete. The guy would shower first, and then she would join him in bed as soon as she was clean and dry.
From there anything goes. We set up a safe word (don’t remember what it was now), but we didn’t come close to needing it. The only absolute rule was that I wasn’t allowed to do anything but watch. I was particularly forbidden to masturbate while I watched. She was firm on that one, conceding only to sucking me off after the guy left.
She asked if we had anything to add. Guy asked what the limits of “anything goes” were. She smirked at him in reply, suggesting that he clearly didn’t understand what “anything” meant nor understand the concept of a safe word.
For my part I had nothing to add, so with that she led us both up the strangely steep steps to the bedroom.
Guy wasted no time hopping into the shower. He left the door open, maybe hoping she’d change her mind about joining him.
“Are you really sure you’re okay doing this?” she asked me, whispering the question into my ear. Then she ran her hand down the front of my pants and exclaimed, “Wow, I guess you’re more than okay with it.”
I was speechless but managed to nod.
The shower stopped.
“Sounds like it’s my turn!” she said as she left the room.
A minute or so later the guy emerged from the bathroom, and she shut the door behind him. He was naked except for a towel around his waist. He lay down on the bed, and for a moment we shared an awkward silence as the shower ran.
“So,” he said to break the silence. “Would you like to see what she’s about to get?”
In for a penny. I nodded.
“Let me hear you say it.” Hey, he’s good at this. I can play along.
“Please show me your cock.”
Shifting his hips, he slid the towel away and tossed it on the floor.
He was a stocky jock of a guy, and to be honest I kinda thought the old cliché about muscular men with tiny dicks might apply. It definitely didn’t. He wasn’t even half hard, and I could already tell that my girlfriend was about to get way more than I could ever hope to give her. His still-soft shaft lolled to one side, capped by a smooth, purple head that I imagined would be a formidable challenge when he got a full erection.
“Do you like what you see?” he asked.
I didn’t know quite how to respond to that.
“I’m not asking if you want it,” he clarified. “I’m asking if you want to see Annie take it.”
“Yes,” I said so softly that if the shower hadn’t stopped right then I would probably have been inaudible.
I expected another two or three minutes of awkwardness between me and Guy while Annie dried off and brushed her hair. Instead, she made her grand entrance immediately. No towel or anything. Completely naked, the water still glistening on her pale skin, her hair still damp.
“Ta da!” she said, spreading her arms wide and giving her tits a shake. “What do you think?”
Instead of replying, he got up from the bed and crossed over to her. His long, thick cock was at full attention now, pressing between them as he took her in his arms and kissed her. She returned the embrace, sighing softly as he pressed his tongue into her mouth. Annie slid her body back and forth, rubbing her tits on his chest and rubbing his cock against her stomach.
Suddenly he spun her around in his arms so she was facing me with him behind her. He ran his hands slowly up and down her body, stroking her wet skin with his strong fingers. Eventually both hands came to rest on her boobs, squeezing and stroking, pinching her stiff nipples hard enough to make her squirm and sigh.
Continuing to fondle her tits with his right hand, he slid his left across her stomach, through the thin, sandy blonde curls of her pubic hair and down between her legs. She shifted her feet to spread for him and give him easier access. He parted her lips and ran the tip of a finger over her clit, making her squirm.
Twisting around in his arms, she tilted her head back and kissed him. He returned the kiss, plunging his tongue into her mouth. That made me even more jealous than watching him squeeze her tits and finger her pussy. It was emotionally more engaging, I guess. And that somehow made it even more exciting.
Without breaking contact with his lips, Annie turned all the way around to face him again. She let him fondle her round, pale ass for a few seconds. Then she slipped out of his embrace, keeping her tits pressed against him as she slid down his body and came to rest on her knees in front of him.
She started by licking his shaft up and down. Then she ran her tongue around his head a few times. Then she opened wide and took his cock in her mouth.
At first he just stood there and let her blow him. But then he put one of his hands on her head. At first he merely stroked her, almost like he was petting her. Then he ran his fingers through her long, blonde hair.
Then he grabbed a big handful of it and began to rock his hips back and forth, thrusting his cock into her mouth, fucking her face. I was a little concerned that he would choke her. What I didn’t know at the time but of course found out in short order was that Annie had basically no gag reflex at all. She could take a dick deep and not choke at all, as long as the guy didn’t keep her windpipe constantly blocked.
So he continued fucking her mouth and she continued taking it. Eventually he started making low, grunting noises, like maybe he was getting ready to cum. She must have gotten the same impression, because suddenly she twisted out of his grip and rose shakily to her feet.
“Fuck me!” she wailed. And I mean wailed. It was a gasping, desperate plea and a barked order all at the same time.
As rock hard and aroused as he was at that point, he didn’t skip a beat. He shoved her hard, and she fell back onto her parents’ bed. She barely had the chance to get all the way up on the mattress before he was on her.
She spread her legs wide for him, and he sunk his cock deep into her pussy, making her gasp with his size and hardness. He fucked her hard and fast. She wrapped her arms and legs around him and held on for dear life as he thrust himself deep into her over and over again.
In what seemed like a really short time, he started to grunt like he’d been doing while she sucked him. It was soft at first but grew rapidly in volume until he was gasping it out like a bull. Then his whole body tensed and shuddered when he came deep inside my girlfriend.
For a minute he stayed right where he was, his ass cheeks flexing and his legs twitching as he continued to cum. When he finished, he rolled off of Annie and flopped down on the bed between her and me, his cock still hard and covered in her wetness.
And awkward silence followed. From my own previous encounters with Annie, I knew she was a real screamer when she came. And though I guessed that he got her close, I didn’t think he got her off. So what would happen next? Now that he got what he came for, would he get up and leave? Would she want me to finish what he started rather than settling for a blow job?
She broke the tension by reaching over and wrapping her hand around his cock. He was still mostly hard anyway, but when she stroked him lightly she brought him back to attention. At first he squirmed a little, some additional semen dribbling out of the tip of his cock.
Then she gave him her mouth again. Leaning down over him, she slipped his erection between her lips and sucked his cock. In moments she had him rock hard, but she continued to blow him for a couple of minutes. Apparently she was waiting for him to take charge.
Which he did. In a lightning fast tangle of bodies and limbs, he got out from under her, pulled her up to her hands and knees facing the foot of the bed, and positioned himself behind her. Without a moment of additional foreplay he sank his dick deep inside her, Annie’s dripping wet pussy eager to receive him.
Once again he gave it to her hard and fast, though this time he lasted a little longer. The new position also gave him more room to move, so by rocking his hips he could pull almost all the way out of her. As he pulled out, I could see his long shaft slippery with Annie’s wetness. And I watched her body shake and listened to her moan every time he drove back into her.
Though the view from the side of the bed was amazing, I decided to try the foot of the bed for a minute. Though I could no longer see the guy’s cock thrusting, I now had a perfect view of Annie’s face. Her mouth was wide open and her eyes tightly shut as she struggled with the overpowering sensations of being fucked by a really big cock.
Watching the passion in her expressions must have been just a little extra something for me, because suddenly I was aware that my own cock was straining painfully against my pants and shorts. I knew I was forbidden to do anything besides watch, but my dick desperately needed freedom from confinement. Perhaps they wouldn’t mind if I let it out, as long as I didn’t stroke myself.
So I unzipped my pants and shoved my underwear down just enough for my cock to spring free. Just then Annie opened her eyes and saw what I’d done. At first she looked a little surprised, but then she gave me a big smile. After it was all over she said it got her even more excited to see how much I was enjoying the show.
Less than a minute later her moans turned to grunts and then into muffled screams as she buried her face in the blankets and started to have orgasm after bone-shaking orgasm.
The guy grinned, clearly proud of his ability to make my girlfriend come. He gave her another few extra hard thrusts, let out a bellow and once again came inside her.
As they collapsed on the bed, I quickly crammed my dick back into my pants (no easy task, because I was still hard as a rock). Once they’d caught their breaths, the guy got up and dressed. The three of us made some irrelevant small talk, almost as though the incredible fucking hadn’t even happened. Once he got his clothes back on, he showed himself out of the house.
When we heard the front door close behind him, Annie rolled over onto her stomach. Propping herself up on her elbows at the end of the bed, she gave me a beckoning motion with one finger.
When I took my place in front of her, Annie unzipped me and freed my erection once again. Opening wide, she took my cock into her mouth. I told myself I was going to hold out as long as I could before coming. But when I looked past her bobbing head to her beautiful, curvy ass and spread legs, I instantly thought of her wet pussy so recently used and now lying empty.
It felt like I came around a quart. Annie swallowed it all.
The first time I had to confront the question head on was at our class’s big graduation party. After commencement, a few dozen of us went over to somebody’s house. The place had a big back yard, and somebody started a huge bonfire.
Annie and I got into a huge argument. I no longer remember what we were fighting about. Probably something that seems trivial in retrospect but at that teenage time seemed apocalyptic. Whatever the cause, she stormed off to talk with some of her friends.
I pouted and drank a beer for awhile, but eventually I decided to find her and see if we could patch things up. At first I couldn’t find her. But then I noticed her standing in the shadows well away from the fire. She was talking to a guy I didn’t know. I’d seen him at school and maybe knew his name but not much else. He looked like he was probably a jock, and my crowd and that crowd didn’t intersect much.
Weird that she was talking to him at all. And even weirder that they appeared to be holding hands. My mouth dropped open in surprise when she pulled on his arm, leading him into the bushes behind them.
I left the party at that point, but of course I couldn’t get what I’d seen out of my head. At home I shut myself up in my bedroom. Earlier that evening I’d given her my long, gold, National Honor Society cords. The image in my mind was Annie wearing nothing but those cords, the tassels on the ends brushing against the guy’s bare chest as she rode his cock.
It made my cheeks burn with jealousy. It also made my cock rock hard. I ended up masturbating, having the most confused-feeling orgasm of my entire life.
The next day we made up over the phone, and a couple of days later we went out for dinner and a serious talk. Annie was blunt with me about her feelings. She said she loved me with all her heart and enjoyed it when we had sex. But she admitted that she’d been with other guys in the past and had some tastes I couldn’t satisfy. While I had a nice, average-sized dick, she got greater pleasure from men with equipment that was bigger than mine. And even more, she enjoyed being dominated by her partner. We saw each other as equals, so she didn’t think it would work if I tried to dominate her in bed.
Annie said that if I couldn’t deal with it, if it was either me or other guys, that she was ready to commit exclusively to me. But she hoped I could be flexible and understanding with her. After taking a long minute to get my thoughts together, I confessed that I found myself aroused at the thought of her being dominated and having sex with another man. So if that’s what she craved, she had my support.
Before we moved on to a different topic, I asked her if I could watch. She smiled and said we’d have to see.
A week or so later she called me up and told me that she’d found a guy who had the qualifications she was after. Fortunately the guy was a friend of a friend who’d gone to a different high school, so there wouldn’t be any awkwardness about her having sex with someone we both knew. And best of all, he was okay with me watching while they did it.
The next weekend her folks were out of town and her brother was spending the night with friends. Which was a good thing, because there was no way any of us wanted to be interrupted in the middle of what we were planning to do, particularly because she wanted to fuck in her parents’ bed.
At the time the drinking age was 18, so we didn’t have any trouble buying alcohol. The three of us got pretty drunk sitting around her kitchen table, which was a good thing because none of us had done anything like this before and we were all pretty nervous before the booze helped calm us down.
As the topic of conversation found its way to the evening’s main event, we agreed about how it was going to work. Or rather Annie told us how it was going to work, and the other guy and I readily agreed.
She and the guy were going to shower off so their bodies would be nice and clean and ready to share with each other. But she thought it best for them to shower separately. The bedroom had a private bath with a shower stall, so there wouldn’t be far to go once the washing was complete. The guy would shower first, and then she would join him in bed as soon as she was clean and dry.
From there anything goes. We set up a safe word (don’t remember what it was now), but we didn’t come close to needing it. The only absolute rule was that I wasn’t allowed to do anything but watch. I was particularly forbidden to masturbate while I watched. She was firm on that one, conceding only to sucking me off after the guy left.
She asked if we had anything to add. Guy asked what the limits of “anything goes” were. She smirked at him in reply, suggesting that he clearly didn’t understand what “anything” meant nor understand the concept of a safe word.
For my part I had nothing to add, so with that she led us both up the strangely steep steps to the bedroom.
Guy wasted no time hopping into the shower. He left the door open, maybe hoping she’d change her mind about joining him.
“Are you really sure you’re okay doing this?” she asked me, whispering the question into my ear. Then she ran her hand down the front of my pants and exclaimed, “Wow, I guess you’re more than okay with it.”
I was speechless but managed to nod.
The shower stopped.
“Sounds like it’s my turn!” she said as she left the room.
A minute or so later the guy emerged from the bathroom, and she shut the door behind him. He was naked except for a towel around his waist. He lay down on the bed, and for a moment we shared an awkward silence as the shower ran.
“So,” he said to break the silence. “Would you like to see what she’s about to get?”
In for a penny. I nodded.
“Let me hear you say it.” Hey, he’s good at this. I can play along.
“Please show me your cock.”
Shifting his hips, he slid the towel away and tossed it on the floor.
He was a stocky jock of a guy, and to be honest I kinda thought the old cliché about muscular men with tiny dicks might apply. It definitely didn’t. He wasn’t even half hard, and I could already tell that my girlfriend was about to get way more than I could ever hope to give her. His still-soft shaft lolled to one side, capped by a smooth, purple head that I imagined would be a formidable challenge when he got a full erection.
“Do you like what you see?” he asked.
I didn’t know quite how to respond to that.
“I’m not asking if you want it,” he clarified. “I’m asking if you want to see Annie take it.”
“Yes,” I said so softly that if the shower hadn’t stopped right then I would probably have been inaudible.
I expected another two or three minutes of awkwardness between me and Guy while Annie dried off and brushed her hair. Instead, she made her grand entrance immediately. No towel or anything. Completely naked, the water still glistening on her pale skin, her hair still damp.
“Ta da!” she said, spreading her arms wide and giving her tits a shake. “What do you think?”
Instead of replying, he got up from the bed and crossed over to her. His long, thick cock was at full attention now, pressing between them as he took her in his arms and kissed her. She returned the embrace, sighing softly as he pressed his tongue into her mouth. Annie slid her body back and forth, rubbing her tits on his chest and rubbing his cock against her stomach.
Suddenly he spun her around in his arms so she was facing me with him behind her. He ran his hands slowly up and down her body, stroking her wet skin with his strong fingers. Eventually both hands came to rest on her boobs, squeezing and stroking, pinching her stiff nipples hard enough to make her squirm and sigh.
Continuing to fondle her tits with his right hand, he slid his left across her stomach, through the thin, sandy blonde curls of her pubic hair and down between her legs. She shifted her feet to spread for him and give him easier access. He parted her lips and ran the tip of a finger over her clit, making her squirm.
Twisting around in his arms, she tilted her head back and kissed him. He returned the kiss, plunging his tongue into her mouth. That made me even more jealous than watching him squeeze her tits and finger her pussy. It was emotionally more engaging, I guess. And that somehow made it even more exciting.
Without breaking contact with his lips, Annie turned all the way around to face him again. She let him fondle her round, pale ass for a few seconds. Then she slipped out of his embrace, keeping her tits pressed against him as she slid down his body and came to rest on her knees in front of him.
She started by licking his shaft up and down. Then she ran her tongue around his head a few times. Then she opened wide and took his cock in her mouth.
At first he just stood there and let her blow him. But then he put one of his hands on her head. At first he merely stroked her, almost like he was petting her. Then he ran his fingers through her long, blonde hair.
Then he grabbed a big handful of it and began to rock his hips back and forth, thrusting his cock into her mouth, fucking her face. I was a little concerned that he would choke her. What I didn’t know at the time but of course found out in short order was that Annie had basically no gag reflex at all. She could take a dick deep and not choke at all, as long as the guy didn’t keep her windpipe constantly blocked.
So he continued fucking her mouth and she continued taking it. Eventually he started making low, grunting noises, like maybe he was getting ready to cum. She must have gotten the same impression, because suddenly she twisted out of his grip and rose shakily to her feet.
“Fuck me!” she wailed. And I mean wailed. It was a gasping, desperate plea and a barked order all at the same time.
As rock hard and aroused as he was at that point, he didn’t skip a beat. He shoved her hard, and she fell back onto her parents’ bed. She barely had the chance to get all the way up on the mattress before he was on her.
She spread her legs wide for him, and he sunk his cock deep into her pussy, making her gasp with his size and hardness. He fucked her hard and fast. She wrapped her arms and legs around him and held on for dear life as he thrust himself deep into her over and over again.
In what seemed like a really short time, he started to grunt like he’d been doing while she sucked him. It was soft at first but grew rapidly in volume until he was gasping it out like a bull. Then his whole body tensed and shuddered when he came deep inside my girlfriend.
For a minute he stayed right where he was, his ass cheeks flexing and his legs twitching as he continued to cum. When he finished, he rolled off of Annie and flopped down on the bed between her and me, his cock still hard and covered in her wetness.
And awkward silence followed. From my own previous encounters with Annie, I knew she was a real screamer when she came. And though I guessed that he got her close, I didn’t think he got her off. So what would happen next? Now that he got what he came for, would he get up and leave? Would she want me to finish what he started rather than settling for a blow job?
She broke the tension by reaching over and wrapping her hand around his cock. He was still mostly hard anyway, but when she stroked him lightly she brought him back to attention. At first he squirmed a little, some additional semen dribbling out of the tip of his cock.
Then she gave him her mouth again. Leaning down over him, she slipped his erection between her lips and sucked his cock. In moments she had him rock hard, but she continued to blow him for a couple of minutes. Apparently she was waiting for him to take charge.
Which he did. In a lightning fast tangle of bodies and limbs, he got out from under her, pulled her up to her hands and knees facing the foot of the bed, and positioned himself behind her. Without a moment of additional foreplay he sank his dick deep inside her, Annie’s dripping wet pussy eager to receive him.
Once again he gave it to her hard and fast, though this time he lasted a little longer. The new position also gave him more room to move, so by rocking his hips he could pull almost all the way out of her. As he pulled out, I could see his long shaft slippery with Annie’s wetness. And I watched her body shake and listened to her moan every time he drove back into her.
Though the view from the side of the bed was amazing, I decided to try the foot of the bed for a minute. Though I could no longer see the guy’s cock thrusting, I now had a perfect view of Annie’s face. Her mouth was wide open and her eyes tightly shut as she struggled with the overpowering sensations of being fucked by a really big cock.
Watching the passion in her expressions must have been just a little extra something for me, because suddenly I was aware that my own cock was straining painfully against my pants and shorts. I knew I was forbidden to do anything besides watch, but my dick desperately needed freedom from confinement. Perhaps they wouldn’t mind if I let it out, as long as I didn’t stroke myself.
So I unzipped my pants and shoved my underwear down just enough for my cock to spring free. Just then Annie opened her eyes and saw what I’d done. At first she looked a little surprised, but then she gave me a big smile. After it was all over she said it got her even more excited to see how much I was enjoying the show.
Less than a minute later her moans turned to grunts and then into muffled screams as she buried her face in the blankets and started to have orgasm after bone-shaking orgasm.
The guy grinned, clearly proud of his ability to make my girlfriend come. He gave her another few extra hard thrusts, let out a bellow and once again came inside her.
As they collapsed on the bed, I quickly crammed my dick back into my pants (no easy task, because I was still hard as a rock). Once they’d caught their breaths, the guy got up and dressed. The three of us made some irrelevant small talk, almost as though the incredible fucking hadn’t even happened. Once he got his clothes back on, he showed himself out of the house.
When we heard the front door close behind him, Annie rolled over onto her stomach. Propping herself up on her elbows at the end of the bed, she gave me a beckoning motion with one finger.
When I took my place in front of her, Annie unzipped me and freed my erection once again. Opening wide, she took my cock into her mouth. I told myself I was going to hold out as long as I could before coming. But when I looked past her bobbing head to her beautiful, curvy ass and spread legs, I instantly thought of her wet pussy so recently used and now lying empty.
It felt like I came around a quart. Annie swallowed it all.
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