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It's been a little more than a month ago when I met a man who would forever alter my life and my wife Laurie. I met Steve at a conference in Hilton Head where I was attending a sales conference. Steve was a trainer at the conference and my company teamed attendees up with trainers, at least those who elected to do so, in order to cut costs. It was at this conference that Steve seduced me and by the end of the week, I had completely submitted to him as his gay cock slut.

I had never given a thought to being with a man before and I was completely blown away that in a period of days this man had me begging to suck his cock eating his cum and for him to fuck my ass. At the end of the week, he confirmed his hold on me and told me he'd be calling me to continue our reckless relationship. I was terrified at the thought of my wife finding out but he soon had me agreeing to bringing her to his place – to be seduced as well.

Laurie is a gorgeous blonde, about 5'6 with a body that has all my friends in envy. I met her in college when she was dating some of my fraternity brothers. I say some of, because she was known to like sex as much as the guys and moved from guy to guy. That sounds like she was "Slutty" and that wasn't really the case. Laurie was discriminating in her taste but there was no doubt she loved sex as much as any other guy and from tales by my fraternity brothers, she was quite good at it.

I had no intentions really in dating her. Rather I was looking for a good time just like all the other guys. Unfortunately, I picked a time of the month when she wasn't really available to play and we seemed to go out instead of hitting the sack right away. We both realized there was a chemistry and the next thing I know we're fairly serious. 

We dated a few other folks but kept coming back to each other and after college we seemed to get serious with just each other and married about two years out of school. Laurie tans pretty dark in the summer and has a beautiful set of tits, 36C sitting firm on her chest. If you said I was lucky, that would be an understatement.

That's why it completely bowled me over that I would get so turned on by another guy's cock. But there was no denying the feelings I had when Steve pumped his hard dick into my ass. I felt fuller and more excited than I had in my whole life.

My hands shook on the drive back home and Laurie could tell I was a little on edge when she met me at the door with a kiss. I seemed to settle down over the next few days and almost put the whole incident out of my mind. It was as if the week with Steve hadn't happened. That he wouldn't call me. It was over.

Then on Thursday while I was outside cutting the lawn, I could see Laurie on the cell phone standing at the end of the yard. I was unsure who she was talking to but she seemed to be motioning me over. I let go of the mower, shutting it off, as I walked to her wiping the sweat off my brow.

I could hear her chatting telling whoever it was she'd be glad to, that it sounded like fun, and it was good talking to them as well. In a few moments she handed the phone to me and said, "It's Steve." 

I was horrified as my blood tingled through my body. I wondered what they had been talking about and for how long. I watched her walk away before actually putting the phone to my ear. I didn't detect any anger or disappointment. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary as I answered, "Hello"

"So how's my little gay cock slut?" was the voice on the other end.

"Steve?" I questioned.

"You expecting someone else?" was the terse reply.

"No, I just didn't think you'd call," I reasoned.

"I told you I would. Laurie sounds sweet. I hope she's as pretty as she sounds," he laughed. "I told her I was inviting the two of you up to my mountain house this weekend. It's up in Boone and really pretty this time of the year. Pretty secluded so we won't be disturbed. I'll email you directions and expect you both on Friday," he informed me.

"Wait," I cut in. "I'll have to check and see if that works." I was thinking how I could get out of this. I couldn't let Laurie find out about us, what I had done.

"I already did. Laurie said you guys are free and she was looking forward to meeting me. You weren't thinking of backing out now were you," he asked sharply.

"Steve, I'll do anything you want, but can we leave Laurie out of it?" I begged.

"No, we're way past the point of you turning back. You belong to me now pussy boy. You'll do exactly as I say. Your mouth and your ass belong to my cock. They're mine to use any time and anyway I see fit. And soon, I'll have your wife too, both of you. You'll bring her to me and do exactly as I say. Anyway, its what you want. You want to see me fuck her. You want to see her on her knees like you were, sucking my balls, begging for my massive cock. Don't you!" he charged.

I was quiet and didn't know how to respond but all the while I saw the images in my head. The images of us both before our master, her sucking his huge cock and me licking his balls. Then I was snapped back into reality, "I asked you a fucking question. That's what you want isn't it?"

"Yes, came my meek reply. I want it. I want us both to serve you, to do whatever you want," I rambled.

"Because you're a what?" he shot back.

I knew what he wanted to hear. There was no use in denying it, "I'm your gay cock slut. Your bitch... to do whatever you want."

"That's right pussy boy. Very good and what are you going to be doing this weekend," he asked.

"Sucking your cock," I replied. "And what else," he shot back.

"You'll be fucking my pussy ass," I resigned.

"And who else will I be fucking?" he sneered on the phone.

"Laurie, you'll be fucking Laurie... both of us," I wondered if he could feel my complete and utter submission through the phone. The power he held over me.

"And that's what you want isn't it boy," he jeered.

"Yes, yes I want that. I want us to serve you, to be yours, both of us," I replied.

"Good, now I want you to go in the house and tell Laurie how excited you are going and how much fun we will have. Then I want you to fuck her. Fuck her long and hard. Fuck her like you've never fucked her before because it will be the last for a very long time. You see," Steve paused, "Tomorrow night I will own that pussy. Just like I own your ass. It will belong to me. Do you understand?" he asked coldly.

"Yes sir. I understand," I answered back. 



The drive up to the mountains was beautiful and Steve's directions were easy to follow. Just as he said, the house was really secluded on a private road with no other houses in sight. We arrived at dusk and he met us at the door in shorts and a t-shirt. Steve introduced himself to Laurie and showed her around the spacious mountain retreat. Our host informed us the steaks were about ready and made us all drinks before heading back out to the grill.

In the meantime Laurie and I were directed to a bedroom where we unpacked our things and met Steve on the deck. The view was spectacular overlooking the ski slope which this time of year was not in season. Just a fantastic view of the tress and village below us as the darkness began to overtake the light. Laurie, seeing our host dressed casually changed into shorts and a t-shirt herself. I left on my jeans, wondering how the night would play out from here.

Our dinner was great and Steve was the perfect host offering us an expensive wine he said he had saved up for this occasion. He had turned on some soft jazz from the Bose speakers that played both indoors and outside on a deck overlooking the mountain.

Steve and Laurie were engaged in conversation as I looked at the paintings and nick knacks that adorned his shelves and wall. There was little doubt Steve had done well in his sales job with his surroundings and home.

After polishing off the bottle of wine, Steve mixed some drinks that was a combination of Grey Goose Vodka, fruit juices, and a splash of tonic water. I'm not sure what all he had in them but they were delicious as they seemed to go down with ease.

We had retired outside to the deck, enjoying the view sitting in his lounge chairs when he announced we should all relax in his hot tub. Steve didn't seem to wait for a response as he grabbed some towels from an outside cabinet, laid them down on the table, and pulled back the cover on hot tub already letting off steam from the water within.

I was taken back a little as he disrobed dropping his shirt and then deftly sliding down his trousers easing himself in the water. I looked at the expression on Laurie's face to gather whether she was taken back or simply shocked seeing Steve's naked body and catching a quick look at his huge cock. Instead, she simply seemed to be taking in all the quick developments.

"I'm sorry, you're not shy or anything are you," Steve inquired, with just a hint of concern which I knew to be fake. "I just didn't think it would bother you," he directed at Laurie. "Bobby and I took quite a few late night hot tub dips last week at the conference and I just assumed you were used to it."

Steve was obviously lying as we didn't have a hot tub at the hotel we stayed at or at least one I was aware of but it seemed to resonate on Laurie that the behavior wasn't too far in left field.

"C'mon Bobby, jump in," Steve encouraged like we were old friends. "Laurie, once I turn the jets on you can't see anything and I won't look as you undress if it bothers you. That is if you would like to join us," he added as I had already begun to disrobe and join my accomplice.

I was aware of where this was leading and had long ago resigned to its outcome. Laurie seeing me jump in, threw all caution to the wind.

"No, I'm not shy. Just not used to getting naked with strangers...at least, not in a long time," she added which I thought just a bit flirtatious.

Laurie pulled her t-shirt over her head and since she did not seem to object, Steve's eyes followed her every movement. She reached behind unclasping her bra letting it slide off her shoulders and arm and she dropped it on a pile collecting at her feet. Her 36C breasts were gorgeous and stood firm, on her chest and I could see from her little buds that she was already excited as we both inspected her from top to bottom. 

She slid her shorts down leaving a beige thong which she also slipped off exposing her shaved pussy to his approving eyes. Laurie has the prettiest pussy, with little puffy lips. Both Steve's and Laurie's eyes seemed to be glued to each other in a dance as she straightened up, almost waiting for him to give his nod of approval.

His smile, certainly was evidence of that as she moved to the tub and eased her foot and then leg into the tub and took a position opposite us.

"It's really warm," she invoked, the first words exchanged in quiet a while.

"Yea, really relaxing," he agreed before chiming in, "Bobby said you were an attractive lady but that doesn't quiet do you justice," he admired.

Laurie half blushed as she reached down and picked up the drink she had laid on the side of the tub before entering.

The conversation was fairly casual for a few minutes as Steve allowed everyone to get comfortable before he rose up and declared he was getting a drink from the pitcher he left on a table nearby.

I watched as Laurie's eyes took in his large dangling member and balls which were semi erect from the situation. Now it was her turn to check him out. He walked thru the water, her gaze following the organ dancing with each step. It wasn't lost on Steve that my wife was fully entranced by this time and was certainly up for whatever else he had in mind.

"As Steve re-entered the tub, he brought the pitcher and poured first my glass and then walked up and took a position next to Laurie. He refilled her glass standing just a foot away as her eyes darted between his and the package between his legs. 

He felt comfortable proceeding, feeling confident she would not now rebuff his advances. "So Laurie, you don't appear to be uncomfortable at all with two men in a hot tub. You ever been with two guys, I mean sexually?" he pushed.

I wondered how she would respond but she didn't seem to be the least bit fazed by his question.

"Uh yea, before Bobby and I hooked up, I had my share of flings. Kind of had some fun times. I mean not that we don't have fun now," she corrected looking at me, "just a little wilder back in those days," Laurie said with just a tad slur.

"Really," Steve shot back. "What days, were those...college days?"

"Yea, mostly college. I was a bit of a wild c***d. But then Bobby knows that. I dated some of his frat brothers. Matter of fact, he confessed one night he started dating me just to get in my pants," she laughed as she took a swig of her drink.

"And the wildest thing you ever did," Steve asked wondering if she'd scoff at him or confess almost as if we were playing a grown up game of truth or dare.


"Well, there was this one time with my college roommate Meagan," she began. I thought Laurie was going to talk about the night she and Meagan came home drunk from a bar and then both stripped and piled into bed with me. We spent the rest of the night, or at least before we all three dropped from exhaustion, having sex.

It was the first and last time I ever saw Laurie go down on another girl. It was evident by the way the two women carried on it wasn't their first time together but I never saw them together again. I did bring it up from time to time telling her how sexy it was and how much I'd like to do it again or even watch the two of them but it never seemed to materialize.

But instead of sharing the incident with me, Laurie revealed a time when Meagan brought home a black guy to their dorm room. Laurie said she heard the two of them come in and make love during the night but she had no idea he was black until the next morning.

Hearing this, I cut in without realizing what I was doing, "Was this when she was seeing Mike," I questioned.

"Yea," was her only response as she kept on with her story.

"Anyway, after he leaves she's telling me all about this guy, how good he was and hung like a horse... and I don't know, I'm not sure if it was a dare or what, but a few nights later the two of us end up at his fraternity house with all his black brothers, just me and Meagan."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. This was all news to me. I knew Laurie had a reputation for getting around on campus but I never heard anything about interracial sex or anything close to that.

"Well, we're the only two girls there and we all start drinking and dancing and the next thing I know this guy's behind me rubbing his crotch on my ass as I'm dancing with his brother. The guy I was dancing with moves closer and starts kissing me. Well, I'd never been with a black guy before and the whole taboo scene was just so freaking erotic."

"Gerald, or Travis, I don't know which. Hell, it was all a blur, anyway one of them takes my shirt off and starts mauling my tits. The next thing I know, I look over and Meagans on her knees, naked giving head to a different guy than she was with the night before."

To say I was blown away with her story was an understatement and both Steve and I were glued to her tale as she stopped briefly only to take a drink.

"Anyways," she said, the liquor betraying her just slightly, "The guy I was dancing with pulls down his pants exposing this hard black cock and pushes me down to my knees. In seconds he had his massive dick pumping down my throat as the guy behind me takes off my bra and kneeling beside me, him and another guy start sucking my nipples."

"I don't know how long I sucked this cock but I heard Meagan groaning and looked over to see that she was now sitting on the couch with one guy fucking her and another standing on the couch pumping his cock in and out of her mouth." 

"Finally the guy cums, and cums buckets let me tell you, when they picked me up and sat me down beside Meagan. Then they took turns fucking the both of us as we sat side by side. A couple of times I felt her reach out and take my hand, holding it in hers as we both sucked and fucked every dick in the house," Laurie finished.

"Mother fucker," Steve exclaimed softly. "Did you know your wife did all that" Steve gasped.

"No," I shook my head. "That's the first time I heard it," I confessed. "Is there any more like that," I asked kind of sarcastically.

"Well, that was the only time we were gang banged like that but it wasn't the last time I got together with some of Meagan's friends," she remarked pretty casually.

"Did Mike know anything about that. I mean he never told me," I asked. Mike was Meagan's long time boyfriend and a pretty close friend of mine in college although the two of us kind of lost touch after school.

"Not to my knowledge," Laurie shot back. "It was funny though. Mike would bring her home from a date or a night out and sometimes she'd call Gerald and he'd come over or she'd go over there. That girl loved her some black meat," Laurie added. "So you, you haven't said much about yourself," Laurie directed at Steve.

"Not much to tell really. Not anything like that," he added.

"Well, you're not married," Laurie surmised.

"No, done that. Not really cut out for that. I like the wild side too. Like you," he winked. "I'm bi and I like to let my hair down a bit. I have a steady girl I get with occasionally but I really get off role playing, getting a little dominant with my partner, that type of thing. Yea, I guess that's what I like most, dominating some young submissive man or woman... or couple," he added for emphasis.

I could see the look on Laurie's face as it was registering what he was implying. This seemed to be a sequel into perhaps one of his sessions and she and I were to be his subjects. As the thoughts were running through her alcohol soaked mind, Steve made his move, "like last week with Bobby there. We explored a side of himself he didn't know existed."

My blood surged when he said it. It was out. He was going there. He was about to tell Laurie what we had done, what I had become.


"Did you say you and Meagan was it, did you say you two got together? That you're bisexual?" Steve asked her.

"I'm not sure if I said that but yea, I am, and we did, many times," Laurie smiled.


"Well then, that makes all of us. Looks like Bobby there's bi too. We got together last week at the conference didn't we sport?," Steve said glancing over at me.

Laurie sat in the water emotionless, just gazing at me, trying to collect what Steve had just said. 

"Yea, I say bi, but I'm not quite certain about Bobby. I mean he really took to my cock, didn't you boy," Steve asked looking at me now, matter of factly.

"No fucking way," Laurie uttered just over her breath. "I don't believe it, Bobby?"

Steve sat up on the edge of the hot tub, just a foot away from Laurie who once again gazed at the engorged cock and balls between his legs.

"Come here boy. Let's show Laurie what you like to do now," he commanded. I wanted to stay frozen in the water. But I knew this was the moment everything had led up to. This was why we were here. There was a part of me that wanted to refuse, to call him a liar. Say it never happened. But the other part of me was excited, wanting to go down on him, in front of Laurie, to have that cock, his cock that I had come to worship.

It was as if I was in a trance as I eased out of the tub and waded through the bubbling water coming face to face with his dick. I never looked over at Laurie. Instead, I just grabbed the cock, the dick I had become so familiar with, and placed it to my mouth like an old friend. I eased the head in as he placed a hand on my neck guiding my head up and down on his shaft.

"Holy shit," was the only utterance from my wife as I now took the cock in my mouth with total abandon, letting it slide as far down as I could without gagging. I was demonstrating to Laurie just how good I was at sucking cock and if there had been any doubts, they were totally erased now.

"Like I said, I question whether he's bi or just out an out gay now," Steve teased. "He simply can't get enough of my cock. He loves sucking down my load and really begs to have his ass fucked," Steve bragged.

While I had my eyes closed, I could feel Laurie's gaze on me and wondered what she was thinking.

"So, is your interest only in my husband? Did you have me brought here to show how you've turned him into a fag or now that you've had him, do you intend to have me as well?" Laurie asked point blank.

Her question made me stop dead as my lips froze on Steve's cock.

"Pretty direct aren't you," Steve shot back 

"What is it then?" she asked. 

"I want you both," he responded. "Actually, he's no good to you now. Bobby's got no interest in pussy. Tell her boy. Tell her what you are. Tell her what I made you," he commanded.

I took my mouth off his dick long enough to say I was a cock slut.

"No, that's not all, tell her all of it," he demanded.

I knew what he wanted to hear. I didn't want to hurt Laurie. I loved her. I know that sounds crazy but I did and I still do but I knew what he demanded to hear, "I'm a gay cock slut," I admitted.

Ashamed, I went back to sucking on Steve's huge rod which was now rock hard in my mouth, and massaging his heavy balls.

"See, pretty worthless to you. Tell her boy. Tell your wife, would you rather suck my cock or lick her pussy?" Steve bragged.

The question made me reel. I didn't want to answer. Both, I like to do both. But I knew again what he wanted me to say, what I had to say, "Your cock, I love sucking your cock. And I love it when you fuck my ass. I'm your cock slut and you own my mouth and ass," I added for emphasis.

I couldn't help but think of all the thoughts going through Laurie's mind. Her husband confessing that he'd rather suck someone's cock and have them fuck him in the ass rather than make love to his own wife. 

I opened my eyes when I heard water rushing as Laurie stood up. I thought she was going to get out of the tub. Perhaps rush out of the house never to see her again. Instead, it became quiet, then I heard the tell-tale sounds of kisses as I gazed up to see my wife kissing Steve. Their tongues in a hot embrace as he grabbed her breast and twisted a nipple.

I moved my fist up and down the hard shaft, jacking his cock slick with my saliva as my wife frenched him, her tiny pink tongue sliding in and out of his mouth.

Steve broke the kiss long enough to ask, "You know what a cuckold is boy?" 

At the time I had never heard the term and shook my head no.

"A cuckold is a man who gives his woman up willingly to another man," he informed me. He grinned down at me before bending his mouth down to Laurie's breast and taking a hard nipple into his mouth causing her to gasp.

We stayed in the tub for several minutes and finally whispering broke the sounds as Steve suggested we get out of the tub and head into the den. Steve had Laurie sit on the couch and informed me to lick her real good and get her wet so he could fuck her. 

"Get that tongue in there boy. Kiss that pussy that I'm gonna' be fuckin'," Steve commanded. Laurie was really getting into it as she guided my head, moving me from her soaked box to her clit. "Lick me, fuck, eat me," you little gay cock slut she groaned.

"Yea, that's all you'll be doing from now on. Licking that box getting her ready. Licking up the cum loads I put in there. No more fucking pussy for you cucky boy. Not with that little clit down there. That's what you have is a clit. Not a cock. Not a dick...just a little clit," Steve teased.

I heard Laurie giggle at his chiding. "Laurie might even lick that little clit of yours from time to time or play with it but you can't fuck with a clit. Just rub it a little," he taunted.

Steve moved between her legs kneeling on the floor, his massive cock inches from her hole. "Kiss it boy. Split on it make it wet ,now Kiss it again this cock that gonna' fuck your wife and make you a cuckold," Steve hissed.

I placed my lips on the head of his dick and let it slip in month getting it's huge shaft wet for good measure. My own dick was rock hard and I don't think I had ever been as excited as I was at that moment.

"You know when I stick this cock into your wife what you are, don't you bitch," Steve barked.

"Yes sir," I replied back.

"Tell us then, tell both of us what you are," Steve directed.

"My wife's cuckold," I said back with my head down.

"And that's what you want isn't it boy? You want to be cuckolded. You want to give your wife to other men to fuck. Maybe she'll share with you and let you suck their cocks, maybe fuck that little bitch ass of yours. That's what you want isn't it, boy" Steve snapped.

"Yes sir, I want that. I want that more than anything," I heard Laurie moan as I looked up to see her pulling at her own nipples, raising her legs in anticipation of Steve's cock. Her knees bent and feet dangling in the air.

"Stick it in then. Stick my cock in your wife's pussy. Say goodbye to fucking her little pussy bitch," he barked as I guided the head to her gaping slippery hole. He pushed it the rest of the way in as her lips engulfed his member and he raised her legs over his arms plunging the cock balls deep into her twat. Stretched by his cock, she bucked back, thrashing her hands on the couch.

"Get down there and lick my balls while I fuck her bitch," he instructed as I slid down and sucked on his hairy balls, taking one in my mouth before sucking on the other. Occasionally I snuck my tongue to her engorged puffy lips and ran my tongue along her full slit to taste the creamy white juices that flowed from her hole.

"Your cock's so fucking big," Laurie moaned. "Fuck me, fuck my pussy, take it," she screamed as he crashed into her. "Fuck it's been so long since I had a cock that big. Mother fucker it feels good, take that pussy, fuck that pussy," Laurie chanted I'm cumming as her first orgasm rocked her body.

I couldn't remember her ever getting that graphic and verbal with me but instead of making me feel jealous or bad I seemed to get turned on as I continued lapping at her stuffed pussy and his full balls.

"Yea, I'm goanna like fucking this pussy... making it mine. I might share you with some friends. Some guys I know. You like that?" Steve ranted. "Maybe taking you to parties and having you fuck some total strangers, maybe doing some lezzy shows. I'd like watching you eat some twat for me while cuck boy down there sucks my cock," Steve chided.

Laurie was groaning, her butt going up and down so fast it was hard to keep my tongue glued to her slit. "Shit, oh shit, that feels so fucking good, yes, I'll fuck for you, I'll fuck who you tell me to. Since you've turned by husband into a faggot I guess I have no choice. I guess we both belong to you," Laurie panted.
Oh God her pussy was in overdrive she'd never had so many orgasms coming in waves.

"Yea, I'd love to see you gang banged again. I've never seen anything like that. That would be hot," Steve said between groans as his thrust became more fierce.

"Oh fuck, here cums my load baby," Steve warned as Laurie too began moaning. I could tell Steve was dumping his load up her womb as he slowed and pushed more deliberately grinding pelvis into her before pulling out and instructing me to clean him off.

I sucked his cock in tasting the mixture of his cum and her pussy and relished every drop of there combined juices. Steve then had me lay under her as she forced the massive load of cum out and I took in her cream. Only after I had received every drop did I get on my hands and knees and scoop up the remainder from her raw pussy as she smiled and rubbed my head.

Even after all that, I looked up to see her mouth the words, "I love you clean me up pussy boy get all his cum" I know that sounds crazy but I'm not sure we were ever closer than that very moment. 

The rest of the weekend, my wife slept with Steve and he spent most of the day having me suck her or him and the next night delighted her by Steve taking me up the ass. It delighted me as well and she actually bent down and kissed me on the lips as Steve shot his wad up my ass. Later she told me it really turned her on to see me suck and fuck Steve massive cock.

Sunday afternoon we drove back down the mountain to Raleigh. On the way through the pass, she slipped off her shoes and stuck her feet up on the dash, but not before removing her shorts and panties leaving her naked ass on the seat.

"You know this wasn't just for the weekend," she said looking over at me. "Did you mean what you said about being my cuckold? Is that what you want?" Laurie asked, her gaze focused on me as I tried to both steer and focus on what she was asking.

"I love you Laurie. I love you so very much and in a weird way, I think I love you more right now than ever before. Does that make sense?" I asked not sure I answered her question.

"It does. And maybe someday this will change but for now and until I decide otherwise, you're exactly what you said you were. You will be my cuckolded husband. I will Steve bring men and women home and fuck them in front of you. You'll never do anything with the women and on every occasion, I will likely have you suck the men's cocks and drink there cum. Because we both know what you are, what you have become a gay cock slut."

"You will watch them fuck me, me sucking them, making love to them, and then you will suck their creamy cum loads from my used pussy. You'll be the cuckold you agreed to be. I plan on buying a 10” strapon and if your a good cuckolded boy when Steve's out of town I will let you suck it and fuck your little gay ass until you beg me to stop. When we're with Steve, you will do anything he says without question.....as I will. We will both serve him. But in his absence, you will serve me. You will be my devoted cuckold, encouraging men to fuck your wife and if your a good little cock slut I”ll let you cum but you”ll have to will eat every drop . Is that understood?" Laurie finished.

I looked over to see her fingers plunged deep into her box. My wife was now my mistress and Steve was our master. I knew my place and what I had become. The weekend we shared was just the start of what was to come. My transition from a gay cock slut to my wife's cuckolded husband was complete.

What I didn't know was just how much Laurie would adjust to her new role.