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It’s been a long time since I’ve posted my experience about how my wife and I had our first cuckold experience. If you haven’t read it, it might be worth reading it until now as it might seem disjointed and hard to follow otherwise.
First part to this story here:
If you’re caught up – I will continue…
Months had passed since we had our experience. My wife had still never brought up that she had sex with him that night, and I never pushed her about it. Things pretty much went back to normal. I noticed my wife wanted to have sex a lot more frequently shortly after we had our threesome, sometimes pushing once or twice every few days. Unfortunately I had a hard time satisfying her, finding myself cumming with any kind of stimulation (BJ, handjobs, penetration, etc) within minutes. This led to her playing with herself a lot of after sex, or me having to finger her or help her before or after sex as well. This went on for a month or so, with little to no notable things happening.
Time had passed though, and the sex lessened. Soon it was once every few days, to once a week, to sometimes once every 2 weeks… Anytime I would initiate something, I would eat her out, finger her, etc, and she would just give me a handjob once we were ready for sex.. barely any penetration. And when there was penetration, I had become acutely aware of my size limitation against her big bum when doing doggystyle or her riding me, and would just do missionary or spooning to get a decent angle in…
This trend progressed continuously, up until recently… some mutual friends of ours had announced their engagement and wanted to do a weekend event getaway at a vineyard/winery for all their close friends. They made a WhatsApp group to let everyone know, and showed the itinerary, along with the invitees. On the list of those invited, was our friend who we had the threesome with long ago… This would be the first time we would see him since then, months and months ago.
When my wife and I saw the list of people, I waited for her reaction – but nothing. She seemed unaffected by it, which was fine.. We barely talked about the experience, she seemed like she was not interested in doing it again, so I never brought it up. It’s not that she didn’t like it, but it was hard to approach the subject after what had happened (after what I saw the last night we were all together), and she never brought it up herself.
We RSVP’d to the event, and got prepped to go.
Before going to the Air BnB that the couple had booked for us, some people went to lunch at this nearby restaurant beforehand, and I was waiting to see our friend (who I will call V going forward, since there’s more people in update), but many of them went straight to the Air BnB instead.
After lunch, we headed there ourselves. We saw a lot of cars already there. After parking I told my wife to head inside while I grab the bags. I headed inside and went to the 2nd floor, doing my hellos along the way, and found my wife talking with someone by the bedroom doors… it was V. Of course it was. She was leaning against the wall giggling, and once I got in frame, I saw V catch my gaze and came over to give me a hand. I looked to be struggling with the two bags for my wife and I, and he grabbed them with ease, being a much taller, much stronger man than I. He was very friendly and jovial as before, not having any awkwardness that I clearly had seeing him again, almost like he didn’t remember or care about the threesome we all shared before. Maybe that was just me.. I dunno. We chatted for a bit and he carried our bags into our room. My wife asked which room he was in and he signalled upstairs in the loft. Since he was one of 3 single people that came, he took the loft with the smaller sized bed. He dropped the bags and went back to his room, up the staircase down the hall and my wife and I back to our room. I gave my wife a look to see if she was at all put off by seeing V again, but it looked to be the opposite…
My wife and I unpacked our bags, settled into the room, and got ready to go out to the winery for the afternoon. The weather was quite warm, so we dressed accordingly. Shorts and Polo for me, and my wife wore a very cute playful sundress, huge her tiny hips and accentuating her big bum.
We drove over and met at the vineyard lobby. They told us we had to pick a strain of wine that we were interested in, and we would go to that specific building to watch the process. All the girls wanted one type, and I saw a bunch of my old gamer buddies I hadn’t seen since high school, and they wanted to do another one, so I clicked with them. The remaining people split between the two groups, with V and another guy going to the girls side, and the rest of the guys came with us.
After the tour and tastings, we made it back to the main lobby. We were back before the other group, so I texted my wife to see if she was close to being done. No response for a while, until I got one saying “finished”. I waited by the window and saw their van pull up down the road. They all got out and to my surprise, I saw my wife and V getting out at the end of the van and as they walked over to our building at the back of the group, he had his hand around her waist. As they got closer, he moved his hand off her and they made their way up the stairs and we all reconvened. I asked my wife how she was and she was giddy, she said she had a great time. I didn’t want to ask about the hand around the waist, especially with so many people around, so I dropped it. We all had dinner at the orchard and then headed back to the Air BnB.
Back at the Air BnB, many of us were drinking all the wines we bought, sharing different kinds, trying all sorts. A lot of tipsy people, myself and my wife being no exceptions. After a late night of drinking and chatting, everyone called it quits and made their way to their rooms. It was quite late already, almost 2AM. My wife and I showered, changed into our PJs and laid and bed. We snuggled for a bit, started kissing, and I had to pause to ask something that was on my mind all day. I said to her “after seeing V again, does it make you wanna have a threesome again” She replied “not really” rather quickly. I thought seeing her being so close and touchy with him made her want to revisit that, but I guess I was wrong. After that, we kissed for a bit, and my wife seemed to be in the mood. She started kissing me and rubbing my cock, trying to get me in the mood. I felt my cock getting harder, but was also still very tipsy. Not drunk enough to not remember, but not sober enough to feel in control. She reached into her bag and grabbed my box of condoms, and tried to slip one on my half chubbed cock, which seemed difficult. I could hear my wife getting frustrated trying to get it on, so I helped her and she mounted me immediately after. I felt she was very wet, much wetter than usual… as she used a couple fingers to fiddle my cock inside her, she started to ride me, but it kept falling out as she bounced, and I could hear the frustration in her voice again. She tried a few more times till she got fed up and laid beside me, signalling me to spoon her. I felt a bit insulted, but went along with it anyways. After a few minutes, I came, no big fireworks or anything. Small dose of cum in the condom which she pulled off quickly and threw out in the trash.
After that was all done, we both seemed tired and wanted to sleep, so we kissed, said our good nights and went to bed. As I was laying there for a while, I heard a shushing sound beside me as my back was turned to my wife. I slowly peaked around my shoulder and saw my wife’s PJ bottoms at her knees and she was fingering herself. I guess she didn’t feel fully satisfied and wanted to cum before sleeping.. Another big confidence booster for me… Iturned back around and tried to sleep, as I wasn’t feeling too proud and wanted to let her finish without me interrupt and leaving her more upset possibly.
I had fallen asleep and woken up without knowing how much time had passed, and a strong urge to pee. Thankfully no hangover – I thought to myself, since I usually get bad headaches. I turned around to move around my wife to get out of the bed, but noticed she was not in the bed. Maybe she had gone to the bathroom too? I walked outside the hall and made my way to the bathroom, but saw it was empty… my heart started beating like crazy, as this felt like Deja-vu all over again… I went back to my room and picked up my phone to check the time, it was only 3:00AM.. I had half a mind to call her, but for some reason I decided against it… morbid curiosity, glutton for punishment… I don’t know…
I made my way out the hall again and started to walk to the end where the winding staircase leading to the loft was. I passed a few other bedrooms, doors ajar seeing other couples sound asleep. At the staircase, I took a step to the first stair and realized it was very creaky. I had to go on my hands and knees like a child, just to prevent the sound from giving me away.
After what felt like 100 stairs (probably only 20), which were also in pure pitch black darkness due to the lack of windows and not turning on the light, I made it to the top. There was a door, which was wide open, but a curved entrance to the loft. I peeked around the corner, and saw it… my wife and V sitting on the couch, and they were making out. I knew they wouldn’t see me from where they were, since the only light in room was being shone in one spot from the lights outside the only window, my area was still pitch black.
I watched as my wife was kissing another man… his hands all over her face and body, and the same with hers… my heart was racing again.. she is doing this without telling me, and even told me she had no interest, was that just to brush me off? Lie? I don’t know but it was making me lightheaded… I continued to watch as they got more aggressive kissing, with his hands finding their way under her shirt, groping her breasts, and she was rubbing the large bulge under his boxers, eventually pulling it out. His large cock sprung right out, just like the first time we saw it, and like the first time, my wife was in awe. She rubbed it with two hands while kissing him, and eventually leaned over, licking his cock all over, and put what she could fit in her mouth. She was sucking slowly and eventually picked up speed, his moans filling the room. He stopped her suddenly, picked her up like a doll and stood her up on the couch. Her pulled her PJs down, revealing she was absolutely soaking wet between her thighs. I could see the shine of it from the lights outside. He laid down on the couch, had he stand over him, and made her squat down on his face. He was really licking hard, as I saw my wife’s knees give out and she leaned forward to continue sucking on him. They were in 69, both going insanely fast on each other, my wife’s moaning louder on his cock, her body writhing in please as he was face first in her pussy. This kept going and going until eventually I heard her scream with his cock still inside her mouth, signalling her cumming, and he began to moan not soon after – shooting cum inside her mouth.. My wife stood up suddenly to cough out the cum and I saw between her legs water dripping like faucet as she stood, seemingly squirted all over V’s face. They both got up suddenly – making me move out of frame, and they got a nearby towel to clean their faces with.
I couldn’t believe what I was seeing, but I also knew they might be parting ways, leaving my wife to make her way back to the room, so I got prepared to start backing up… however, I saw my wife lead V back to the couch… he laid back down and she mounting legs, holding his now limp cock with one hand in front of her. Seeing how big his cock was compared to mine, even after cumming and flaccid is insane. It was still bigger than mine when mine is fully erect… She was playing with it, and they were whispering something I couldn’t hear, when eventually she went closer up his legs, putting his cock between her pussy and moving back and forth on it.. My wife wasn’t done it seemed… she kept riding it slowly, covering it in her pussy juices. Not long after, V’s cock got rock hard again, I don’t even know how – but it looked bigger than before. I saw her move faster and faster on it, seeing it narrowly miss the entrance of her pussy, teasing him.. and I saw V writhing in pleasure as she did this. Eventually they stopped, and started talking. I heard him mention condom and my ears shot up. The condoms are in my backpack in our room, meaning she will have to make her way back to the room. She said something else, but didn’t get up. Instead, she kept rocking her pussy lips back and forth on his cock, until eventually she squatted up on her feet, pulls his cock straight up, and played with it at the tip and entrance of her pussy. I could hear how wet she was from here, and she knew it too.. she said something about “I can’t wait” and “I won’t put it all the way in” and started just sticking the head of his cock inside her…
I watched her slowly stick it in.. and pull it out.. just the tip, in and out… and she was moaning more from his tip than my entire cock… I just sat at the edge of the door, watching in complete awe… not even caring if I got caught at this point.. my wife was playing with another man’s raw cock, when she barely lets me fuck her raw. She kept up sticking his cock an inch or so in, when eventually she paused said something, and dropped her hips down his cock further. I watched as her big ass swallowed up his cock, almost to the halfway mark and she moaned so loud that he put his hand on her face to silence her. She had now taken his cock raw… I couldn’t believe it.. not only that, she kept bouncing up and down, taking more and more of it, seeing his cock covered in white pussy cream.. she went harder, and faster, rocking her ass up and down, and she started going so hard, that I heard the couch banging it’s wooden legs on the wooden loft floor. I thought to myself “this is going to wake the others up downstairs if they hear, and if they hear and come up and see this, we’re fucked” She kept going, seemingly no end in sight… I had to leave the stairs as I was getting worried, not to mention I still had to pee really bad…
I made my way down the stairs slowly and as I got closer to the bottom, the sounds of them fucking were much louder. There’s no mistaking the sound of two people fucking upstairs. I went to my room and pulled my phone out, and called my wife hoping that would stop it.
She picked up, the rocking stop. She said hello and I played dumb – asking her where she was. She said in the bathroom, and that she was coming back. What a lie… but it stopped the rocking… I said okay and hung up…
I went back into my bed, pretending to still be half asleep, and saw her come back into the room shortly after… she went into the bathroom and stayed in there for quite some time, most likely cleaning up herself and she came out back to the bed…
I saw her stand at the edge of the bed, checking if I’m asleep. I pretended to be, and she waved her hands in front of my face a few times. Instead of going back to the bed, I could see grab a towel and head back to the hallway. Maybe she was going to the shower – I thought. I waited 5 minutes and decided to check. Made my way back to the hallway, and walked by the bathroom.
Empty.
She went back up to V…
I slowly walked back to the staircase, slowly crawled up and at the top of the stairs I saw once again… my wife about to have sex with him…
I’m going to stop writing here as it’s gone on really long, but I will continue it tomorrow if there’s enough interest.
Thanks for reading.
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