My wife [40F] and I [39M] have been married for over 13 years. We’ve dabbled in the cuckold lifestyle in the past, by which I mean she’s absolutely fucked other guys in front of me and on her own since we’ve been dating and married. In fact, she’s fucked more guys since we’ve been together than she ever did before we started dating. All of this was consensual.
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All this time, we thought of this as a kink, a sort of one-off fling sort of deal, where we just felt raunchy or adventurous and followed our wild hairs. That was until a recent vacation.
We went abroad together for the very first time in our lives. We were away for just over two weeks. For various reasons, none of which have anything to do with our attraction to each other, we just didn’t have sex on vacation…not even once. Coincidentally, despite being extremely horny, I never had time or the place to relieve myself. That said, in total I hadn’t cum in approximately three weeks upon our return home.
When we were finally in our own bed I really felt the natural time was nigh to make the moves on my gorgeous wife and give her an impressive, explosive release all over her body to show my appreciation and love for her perfect form and generosity. She wasn’t having it though. She was too tired, which was perfectly understandable because so was I, and incidentally I didn’t even have the energy to take care of my own needs either.
The next night, well rested, horny beyond comprehension, and ready to re-explore my wife’s sensuous and extremely sexy body, I made the moves on her again, and yet again, I was rejected. At this time, admittedly, I started to feel a little scorned, as I was certain I was reading the sexy signals loud and clear from her. So I asked her about it. We have excellent communication. I simply queried, “are you just not in the mood for sex?” to which she replied “no, that’s not it.” At this moment I really felt confused, as we had been getting along greatly, so I racked my memory for anything I may have done that would have offended her, thinking hard about our interactions looking back for signs of her annoyance with me. I got nothing, so I asked “are you upset with me?” to which she hesitantly replied “no…” with a twinge of something other than reluctance, neither guarded nor dishonest, but something else. She was searching for something. She very clearly was trying to tell me that 1. she’s horny, 2. she’s in the mood for sex, but 3. she doesn’t want to have sex with me. So I asked “can you please tell me what’s on your mind? If you’re not upset with me, and you want to have sex but not with me, what’s going on? Is it your period?” It was a long shot. We’re usually both fine with having sex on her period, but every now and then she’s feeling too insecure to want to be intimate despite having the urge, which I think everybody can relate with. Anyhow, I don’t track her calendar or anything, because she usually announces Aunt Flo’s arrival, but it was all I could think of. I was still wrong.
“No, that’s not it,” she started, “I’m really, REALLY horny. I just…we haven’t had sex in a really long time…” “Oh don’t worry about that,” I interrupted, thinking she was wondering too much about how I felt about her given I hadn’t made any moves on her during our weeks long vacation. “No, that’s not it!” she stopped me, “it’s that, well, while we were on vacation and we hadn’t been having sex I sort of realized something.” Now I was getting really nervous. This seemed to be going down a super unpredictable and uncharted path. But I asked her to proceed.
“It’s just that while we weren’t having sex it became so clear to me that I don’t really crave having sex with you…” she paused, cautiously searching my face for emotion before proceeding. What she found, I don’t know, but she found permission, “and, I like having sex with you, but, I just don’t need it like…” now looking down at her twiddling fingers as she paused, looking for courage perhaps. “Like what?” I impatiently pushed. “Mmm, emm, like…like how I crave sex with a big cock” she choked out, turning beet red and only glancingly meeting my eyes only to slip away like two of the same poles of magnets approaching each other.
“Wait, what?” I blurted, surprised by her confession.
“Yea, seriously, I love you, and I really don’t want to hurt your feelings. It’s just, that whole time on vacation, while we weren’t having sex, I was definitely thinking about sex, but I just never really felt a craving or urge build up for you. But, like, I was feeling an urge build up. While you were asleep each night, I was getting so much more horny each night, and I started thinking more and more about…well…all those time that you and me did that hotwife thing. And…I just started thinking endlessly about how badly I wanted a big cock inside me…and I feel horrible, but, I just don’t know how else to say this.”
So, as I understood our situation, my wife had been sleeping with me out of a sort of habit or routine, and she’d enjoyed it, but sex with me wasn’t something she’d ever really craved, or lusted over. And I started putting pieces together regarding our hotwife excursions that led me to understand that these episodes were most likely an eruption of lust on her part for what she truly desires: massive cock. Admittedly, my manhood is not quite manly, and she’s a bonafide size queen. However, I thought we just got around that with toys. Yet, apparently she wasn’t quite satisfied, and this break from our sex life routine, her vacation from my small dick, gave her clarity of mind and body that absolutely rocked my world.
“Well, what should I do? I feel really awkward now. Like, I’m so fucking horny, but also feel really cringy, so I don’t even think I could jerk off right now.” This is where things took an absolute about-face. “Well, I could do it for you.” I started to feel some confidence creep back in. A handjob, although not nearly as rewarding as the feeling of her hungry pussy, would be nice. More than the release of sexual tension, I desperately needed some intimate touch from her to make me feel secure again. “Ok, yes, please. I would actually love that,” I meekly admitted. “How long has it been since you have cum?” she asked.
“Not since before we left,” I recounted. “I’m really SO FUCKING backed up!” I eagerly exclaimed.
“Good,” she smirked, “this will be easy then.” It was an odd thing to say, I felt, although I chalked it up to the awkwardness of the moment we had built.
“Ok, well, how do you want to do it? Want me to get fully naked?” I asked as I was already stripping down.
“Sure, and I’ll be right back,” she purred while she slipped into the bathroom. I heard a little clanging and shuffling, assuming she was getting comfortable for the night with her care routine before settling in. A minute or two later, as she returned, I noticed her hands were full. She hopped with metered excitement into the bed, eyes locked on mine, her hands now behind her back, waiting for me to ask.
“What do you have?”
“These,” she said as she pulled from behind her a dildo in one hand and lube in the other.
“Oh, you want me to fuck you with that while you jerk men off? That’s cool. Fuck yea!”
She shook her head, biting her lip, staring more intently now, watching my eyes look between the dildo, the lube, her eyes, and back again. She waited patiently for the click…”wait, what is that for?” I asked, pretending I didn’t yet understand her intention.
“Can I fuck your ass?” she blurted.
“Uhhh, like while you jerk me off?”
Again, her head shaking “no.”
“While I jerk off?”
More head shaking.
“Ok, you’re just going to have to help me out here. I’m lost.”
“…I want to fuck your ass and see if I can get you to cum just from poking your prostate…” she explained, “and I read that it really works out if it’s been a really long time since a guy’s cummed. So, can I try it?”
This was new, although a really interesting proposition, as we’d played with pegging before, but usually as a step in a longer sexual journey with me also being able to use my little dick to poke around her delectable body. “Uh, ok, we can try…but, if it doesn’t work can you please just jack me off? I’m dying here.”
Cutting to the chase, after lubing me up and taking the attack position, she slowly pushed her black cock replica into my ass. After the initial pain of the stretch, and after re-lubing to get things moving, she made the slow and deliberate deep dive. It was then that it happened. Somewhere where she had definitely been before with a strap on, something felt different. There was a new sense of pressure and tingling, like I was about to pee. I bucked a little, startled, as the surprising new feeling shocked me. Pushing in again, there it was, although not so surprising. Then again, and again, each time the pressure building more and more, and now instead of bucking I found myself instinctively grinding back onto her dildo. Something was happening. I could hear a rush in my ears like a distant jet getting closer. The pee feeling started becoming more constant, and the pressure became more like a series of waves. As the rush grew louder, the waves more intense, my breath more rapid, I started shuddering uncontrollably and simultaneously also let control of my pelvic muscles and the pee feeling became really intense. I let out a loud gasp as I looked down terrified I’d just peed. Yet, to my surprise what I saw was absolutely not pee. Cum. All over my little dick, my right and shrunken balls, my stomach, my chest, and also apparently on my face. I fucking came. And it happened from getting fucked in the ass.
“There you go. How was it, babydick?” she cooed as she affectionately stroked my chest, recalling her favorite pet name for me when we would have our hotwife outings.
Speechless, I just panted and nodded.
“Good. Now you’re taken care of. Now it’s my turn.”
“Want me to fuck you with it?” I guessed, following her lead.
“No,” she laughed, “I mean, now that you had sex, I want to go have sex. I thought we understood each other. I don’t want to have sex with you anymore. I love you, but I don’t actually like the feeling of sex with your little dick. I’m gonna look for a buddy with a huge cock. And you, look what we’ve learned you can do. I think we should advantage of all that we uncovered tonight. You can obviously go weeks without sex and without cumming. Let’s lock you up in chastity to make sure you’re ready to blow next time I fuck your ass. And since your little dick won’t be able to fuck me, I’ll get a fuck buddy to take care of that. What do you think?”
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