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This is a true story based on details I gathered from my wife’s play visit. When she came home I had her replay how the visit went and what was said, and then tell from my point of view what I was feeling. I have no one to talk to about this experience; so writing helps collect my thoughts, and is fun!
My wife 34f and I 40m have recently opened our marriage, as she was married quite young, had children and missed a fun phase of her life. We have a strong marriage over 15+ years, we have a great sex life. She’s a gym hottie, who lost a ton of weight and is a toned semi-muscular, 5’5″ 130 lbs brunette with amazing curves. She has a fantastic ass, hip and waist line with beautiful smaller breasts, her delts and back and arms are impressive and she gets compliments from both men and women on her body.
Being a late bloomer and hitting her glow up at 33 years old, she loves the compliments and attention and got into the hotwife (cuck?) thing as a way to spice up our sex life and feel good. She found a guy who was 6’5″ tall, handsome, looks a little like me but much bigger. (I’m 5’10”). This was her 3rd session with a different guy, the previous ones were my build and cock size. She scheduled a date to go over to his place, asked me for permission (I vet them all). I was struggling with getting used to this to be honest, It was hard on me going from monogamous to whatever this new thing was becoming. I struggled with giving up the control and ownership of our relationship and her body, but found it hot, new, exciting at the same time. If you’re new to this you know what I’m talking about.
She heads over at 7:00 and here’s how it goes. They have a few drinks in the kitchen and they start talking about each other and he asks why are you here. She gives him the early motherhood story and now wanting to explore new things while in the safety of her marriage. She tells him we are happily married and for them to play he needs to respect our privacy and emotional boundaries. He’s cool with that. He’s a down to earth nice guy, maybe a little older than the tinder profile suggests, but just as big physically. He played hockey in high school and occasionally in adult intramural leagues, he’s a big guy.
They head to the bedroom, and begin kissing, he has to bend over and stoop down slightly to kiss her, he’s an average kisser, a little clunky with teeth hitting. But he goes for the jackpot by sucking on my wife’s neck, clavicle and upper chest, which sets her off moaning, and gets her wet immediately. They begin to hurriedly take their clothes off, letting the hormones take control. He lays down naked on the bed and she mounts him kissing from head to his groin. She pulls his underwear down and out pops a powerful 7 to 8 inch dick, with an impressive girth of somewhere between 2.5 to 3 inches. (I took a measuring tape and tried to approximate what she showed me) I warned her he would be big, she didn’t believe me (we are new to this and she’s never had a big cock).
My wife loves sucking on cock, she took him in two hands and began working her mouth over the head of his thick shaft. She starts by sucking the head of his penis which she’s able to fit into her mouth, and slowly rubs his glands with her tongue. After a few minutes she tries to take him deep throat but only fits a few inches into her mouth before bottoming out in her throat. She got a little scared at the size, as she’s not used to deep throating just yet.
He then picked her up with his large hands and switched places, putting her on her back, admiring her he complimented her body and beautiful face, and groped her breasts while he stuck his tongue in her mouth and invaded it. He slid his hand down to her wet pussy and inserted a finger, and smiled at how wet she was (she gets wet easily). And proceeded to stroke her in and out and rub her clit for a few minutes before she grabbed his hand and begged him, “please, I need it…” Then came the moment of no return, he started sliding his cock over her pussy lips and slowly but firmly inserted it in. He would take his time with fucking her, but what she remembered was how he stretched her and filled her like she’s never been filled. His cock would push up against her cervix and it was a mix of pleasure and pain that she loved. He would flex his dick muscle and twitch his cock head to poke against her cervice opening and she would moan. He slowly would pick up the pace and then stop to let her adjust to his size. He was concerned and didn’t wan’t to hurt her, so no jack hammer sex. He was careful and attentive, smiled, complimenting her as his large hands grabbed every part of her body, stroking her.
She told me they had 4 sex sessions, he came in her 4 times. She orgasmed on his cock several times during these sessions, and it was difficult to tell when she wasn’t coming at one point. He took her missionary twice, and prone and doggy style, cumming inside her each time. She loved how he praised her and played with her amazing ass cheeks which have a perfect combination of muscle and fat to make them look delicious.
Now pivoting back to our recap, we had moved to our bedroom and I was completely overwhelmed with how he had fucked her, and the entire experience. I asked her to be completely honest, and that I wanted her to humble me, and dirty talk with what was said and done, I didn’t want her to hold back to not hurt my feelings, she got into that. As I slid into her, I realized immediately how much he had stretched her, her pussy wasn’t mine anymore, it was his. I could barely feel any friction, and the amount of semen left in her vagina made it seem like I was slipping inside her, sloshing in his cum at the end of her vagina. This sensation was something so intense and amazing that I was shocked.
I was desperately humping her trying to get any inch of friction to edge me over to orgasm, but no matter what I did, I couldn’t get there. That’s when my wife started dirty talking: “He was huge, much bigger than you, he filled me up so much. He made me cum from his huge cock like you never did, it was amazing, thank you for letting me do this.”
I asked her if he owned her pussy now, and she smiled, and whispered that he did, and she wants to see him again, maybe next week. Each time she teased me I would gasp and thrust more desperately, trying to get that extra edge to push me over to orgasm. “He took your wife and he made me his slut and I loved it, he was bigger and better than you in every way, and you have to accept that and love me.” She would kiss me in between each insult, making me feel loved as I was being humbled. “What do you want to say to me?”
During this transition to hotwifing I was struggling on and off with regret, loss of control, maybe loss of power? As I frantically thrust into her, I started to feel desperate, needing to come, but needing to remove what felt like a weight of anxiety and control. I felt my resistance crumbling, and as I realized what I needed to say, or rather confess. The idea felt like a rush of dopamine or endorphins building to a crescendo through my brain as I spoke. “Baby, I lost to him. I lost you to his cock, he was bigger and better than me, and you loved it…” “He beat me and took your pussy, and you loved it.” She smiled and kissed me back and nodded, “Yes, you lost, my pussy isnt yours anymore, I begged him to keep fucking me and cum inside me, keep going.” My brain was screaming with an endorphin rush and my balls were clenching, I was so close. “I can’t compete with him, but I will still love you, and you can go back to him as much as you want. I like feeling how he stretched you, and I love the feeling of his cum in your pussy, oh god.” She smiled: “Yes I want you to remember how his big dick took me, I don’t want you to come inside me, he owns my pussy for tonight, I want his cum inside me for as long as possible.”
That was the final straw, the liberation of acknowledging my loss to his bigger cock, and the weight and anxiety of letting go of the notion of control and power that I had. Maybe its a mammalian survival instinct–to obey the urge to follow an Alpha and bow down. It was also the fact that I always came inside her when we had sex, but this time, I had to acknowledge his prowess and my defeat by pulling out. My groin and dick was swelling so bad it felt painful, I pulled out and in one pump shot my load all over her stomach and chest. 3 Huge ropes of cum and one smaller after burst. I grunted and roared with each explosion, and then rested my head on her chest.
After this, I lay with her, spooning and talking about every detail of her sexscapades, and the talk sessions they had in between each one. She let me know he wasn’t really competition, she just loved his big dick but was still in love with me and our family. She just loved getting into the dirty talk, and was pleasantly surprised at how much I responded to it. She liked seeing me in that frantic pre-orgasmic plateau state.
We really bonded that night, and I had the most powerful orgasm that I’ve ever had, maybe since our wedding night. She might go back to see him every few weeks or once a month. I held her hands and confessed that I wanted and needed her to see him again, at least once more, due to how crazy our reclaim sex was. When I admitted that, she smiled warmly, and my brain lit up with endorphins and I felt another weight lift from me. I could be at peace now, her pussy would be well taken care of and she said she would consider it, and asked for rules about when she could see him how to let me know.
I hope you enjoyed my story, It’s true with a few descriptive details added in. I wanted to share how powerful the release was from relinquishing control over my wife’s body and accepting there are bigger and better guys out there, and I can be ok with that as long as she and I are happy. I learned I really enjoy watching her get off, and tell how far he pushed her to orgasm. I don’t see myself ever becoming 100% cuck, but I’m somewhere in the middle. I really liked acknowledging the power dynamics and how they made me feel. We had a lot of fun.
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