Since we really started getting into the lifestyle, my wife has been glowing. She clearly loves the extra attention and having so much sex has given her some new confidence which has been awesome to see. My wife Sabrina is 5'2, 140-150lbs, white skin with natural C cup breasts and a round ass, and brown hair that goes down to her butt.
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There's more context for how we got into cuckolding in my other posts, so I'll summarize by saying my wife has transformed from a meek, conservative Christian woman with very traditional values – and from a lover who was extremely vanilla and timid in bed – and is now behaving more or less like a total whore. The one consistency in bed is her shyness, she is on the extreme end as far as submissiveness goes in my book and prefers to be completely controlled by the bull or by me when we fuck.
She's had a handful of lovers so far. The first was a match on a dating app, she sucked him in the backseat of his car behind a restaurant. The second wanted a discreet blowjob so I sat on the couch and listened to her service him in the front hall. The third encounter Bri got drunk and stoned and went over to our neighbours place without bottoms on, and the gamble paid off and they used her like a fuck toy for the night. And then last weekend she had her first overnight stay over with an experienced bull, an older guy. So she's fooled around a lot and learned a lot about what we both like.
Knowing that overall I prefer to listen, recently I sat Sabrina down and asked if we could have an honest conversation about everything that had been happening. I told her I loved and was astonished by how happy she seemed lately and I wanted that to continue, but I need to be able to participate – preferably by watching or listening, photos won't do, videos won't do. Maybe we'll get to the point where I'm fine with that but right now stressing about her safety and whereabouts is preventing me from maximizing my own pleasure and honestly bumming me out. Bri understood and we came to a compromise. She'll still go on dates with bulls provided I can come along, but for regular, spontaneous fun, I encouraged her to take another shot at our neighbour Sagar.
Sagar is an Indian guy, a university student, I don't know much about the guy other than he's in engineering and he is tall, 6'1 or so. We didn't want to have repeat encounters with him just in case it got awkward, but it turned out it was awkward already. Sagar and I passed in the hallway on route to the mail and I straight up couldn't look at him, my ears were burning, it was too much shame knowing that he'd been balls deep inside my wife. So I pointed this out and said if we're going to endure the awkwardness anyway, why not get more out of it? I also showed her a number of comments from experienced bulls and cucks we'd received, making good arguments for why Sagar might be a safe and convenient bull. Sabrina wasn't fully convinced, but she agreed it would be fun to fool around.
We started smoking later than usual, typically if we smoke too close to bed it causes Sabrina heartburn, but at maybe 11:00pm we're still up toking away and watching an old anime on TV. Sabrina is nibbling my neck and I know that's the sign she's getting horny so I push my luck and ask if she's thinking about Sagar. She nods and kind of moans into my neck and grinds up on me, and I know it's on. I finger her a while and then we get giggly and start discussing possible ways to "seduce" Sagar.
Then Sabrina's eyes lit up and she suggested something really slutty. She pitched taking advantage of our laundry room to play with Sagar. So essentially the way our building is set up is there's our apartment, a stairwell, and different apartments on different levels. There's a few units above ours and then Sagar's door is right at the bottom of our stairs, then there's a hallway that leads out to another stairwell and a hall at the back of the complex where the laundry is. The laundry room is poorly constructed and maintained, it was made cheaply and isn't insulated well and it's so far detached from the apartments that we genuinely couldn't find it for a day after moving in. There's a door on the laundry room that closes and locks but the machines are available for the entire building to use. So definitely a risky suggestion.
I asked how it would work and Sabrina told me she wasn't sure, but she thought it would be kind of a funny game if she could listen at the front door for the next hour, and if Sagar's door opened, she could "go put a load of laundry on" wearing something extremely skimpy and obvious, and see if he took the hint. The idea was devious and really hot so I agreed right away.
This part felt a little crazy, we got our dab rigs and Sabrina made us vodka cream sodas and we set up chairs by the front entrance. Then we went and chose Sabrina's outfit. She wanted something trashy and slutty, but still reasonable to be wearing if someone random met her in the halls. She put on yellow booty shorts that covered less than half of her ass and a white crop top that showed her tummy piercing and a healthy view of her cleavage. She went no bra so you could see her pink nipples through the cloth. Sabrina found some clothes and towels that needed washed anyway and put them in a basket by the door. We planned that when she saw him she'd bring him back to the laundry, and in about five minutes or so I'd come to check on the laundry. That way I would be able to hear and see them fuck. Then we settled down to drink.
It took way too long, we waited from maybe 11:00pm-1:30am. We were just on the cusp of calling it a night when the door below us clearly opened, we heard the creak of the door handle and shuffling feet. Sabrina basically jumped out of her seat looking very frazzled. She went to the eyehole. We were holding our breath because there's no space, if we talked then Sagar would hear us from through the door, so I mouthed, "Is it him?" and Sabrina nodded and bit her lip and looked at the laundry. I could practically see her thinking it over again, it had been such a random idea and now she had the chance to do it, I started thinking maybe she was hesitant or wanted to back out. But to my surprise Sabrina just bent over and scooped up the laundry. When she heard Sagar's feet moving she calmly opened the front door and went out barefoot to join him in the hall. I ran and watched through the eyehole. Felt like I couldn't peel my eyes open wide enough.
I could see the two of them and hear them talking in low voices, Sagar was in a coat and hat and boots, he'd clearly been planning on going out somewhere. Sabrina held the laundry at her side and stuck her hips out, I could tell she was trying to get him to go for her ass, lol. They were laughing a bit, then Sabrina said innocently, "Help me with this?" and gestures to the laundry. The next thing I see is them walking down the hall and out of sight, Sagar following my wife.
Holy fuck. She's really going down there to take a load from a neighbour just like that. In a public place. With no protection. I was dripping precum by this point but I held off. Masturbating sometimes makes me regret it afterward so I decided to abstain the entire time.
Those five minutes were absolute torture. But finally they were up and my wife hadn't come back, which was a very good sign. So I put on shoes and keys and went out and followed the hall down through the stairwell, then came to the hall that led to the laundry room.
From here, you could feel the rumbling of the washer or dryer on the floor. There was a red light further back in the hall and there's a lamp in the laundry room, but the laundry room door was closed so just a bit of the light was leaking under it. The washer had been turned on. I found it amusing that my wife had actually put on a load. It was mostly loud enough to cover the sound of them, but not entirely. I went to the door and listened. All I could hear was hard, wet clapping followed by the unmistakable sound of spanking. Sabrina wasn't moaning much but I could hear their breathing just barely, she was wheezing and he was grunting as he fucked her. Sometimes I'd hear a hard bang from the washer. I couldn't take it so I just opened the door.
My wife was being fucking destroyed. Sagar was pounding her, I could see his hard cock thrusting in and out of her, he kept slipping out due to how hard he was thrusting. Last time Sagar had her he was slow and gentle with Bri, I guess because he was nervous about the situation. But now he knew he had free reign, he was fucking her so roughly it was almost brutal. They were standing up, Sagar was behind her and Bri was bent over the washing machine with her ass spread. One of her thighs was lifted up on the washer. Her crop top was pulled down so her tits fell out and they bounced wonderfully from behind, they looked awesome as Sagar pounded her. He was giving it to her with everything he had. He'd balled up her hair into a fist with one hand and he was using the other to spank her as hard as he could while he fucked her, I legit almost asked him to go easy on the spanks, but I watched my wife and she never did anything to protest. He turned her right ass cheek dark red while he slid his cock in and out of her pussy. He just kept hitting her, over and over, and soon her ass almost looked blue and she was grunting. Without warning he pulled out and grabbed his dick, I guess he was cumming, my wife spun around and got on her knees and went straight for his balls, she was sucking his balls and I watched him ejaculate all over her face. Sagar looked at me then, he didn't react at all other than to do a thumbs up sign, basically checking we were good. "You like, bro?" he asked. Bri giggled. She was guzzling his cum and started sucking him again as he looked at me for confirmation.
I nodded. Bri stopped gagging on him for a moment and told me to meet her upstairs, she'd only be a minute. I was pretty happy with everything I'd seen so I went back to the apartment and waited for Bri to come home. She came in maybe two minutes after I did, and went straight to me and we started kissing and she showed me all the cum on her cheeks and breasts. I was hard as fuck so I pulled her into the shower and used her. It felt incredible being inside her feeling the warmth and wetness knowing some of it was Sagar. Despite getting fucked by both Sagar and me she didn't manage to cum so I woke up in the morning the next day to my wife naked putting her tits in my face, which is honestly peak 10/10 horny comfort as a man, and I reclaimed her a second time. Then we had breakfast and unpacked everything. Sabrina told me after getting to the laundry room Sagar asked if she was serious and why here and she said "just a quickie" and he immediately unbuckled and she sucked him until he was hard. Then she realized she was slurping too obviously as she was sucking cock so they put on the laundry to have background noise, he fucked her in doggy (which I saw), then she sucked him for another few minutes hoping she had another load, but he didn't. So she came right back home.
We're excited at the chance to play with someone more regularly, and I have to admit the humiliation is less each time, especially when I can see what's happening. There's very few experiences that compare to watching your wife be a slut for strange dudes. Never thought I'd be this into it, but holy hell.
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