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I wrote this story for my wife after we talked about my cuckold fantasies for ages. She did not just like it, she loves it. It pushed things forward extremly 😉
Detailed story, I hope you enjoy it:
It’s Friday evening. Our children are sleeping away from home today; we’ve made sure of that. We’re both a little nervous because we know tonight will be different than usual. We’ve invited someone. Someone you already know, but I’ve never seen. The only thing I know is that you find him incredibly attractive. Nothing ever happened between you before. You once had a long and intense conversation. He confessed how attractive he found you. The conversation then turned into you telling him about my thoughts. He liked it. You stayied in touch, and after a few messages between you and my agreement, the place and date were agreed upon.
He’s coming in a few minutes. Our excitement has been huge all day, and now it’s at its peak. We sit next to each other at the table. I move a little closer to you, look you in the eyes, and say, “Today, you decide everything, what happens, but also everything that doesn’t happen.” I kiss you gently. We both have a drink in front of us, perhaps to loosen up a bit. We look at each other and take a sip.
The doorbell rings. You tell me to open it. I get up with a mixture of anticipation and tension and walk to the door. I open the door and immediately understand what you like about him. We shake hands and greet each other. You hear his voice and are incredibly excited, too.
He comes through the living room door. You smile at each other, you stand up, and you hug, friendly but intimate. I ask him if he’d like something to drink. He hands him the water on the table. “I have everything I need here,” he says, looking from the water to you.
You’ve dressed up and picked out something you and he both like, and it’s obvious. He sits opposite you, and I sit next to you again. You reach for my hand. I can feel the nervousness in your fingers. We talk about trivial things. A bit of small talk. He lightens the mood very quickly with his manner. We have a good conversation about things that are currently happening and we laugh briefly every now and then. The conversation increasingly takes place between you. As we talk, he really only has eyes for you, your eye contact becoming increasingly longer. He sits relaxed in his chair, while we no longer just hold hands, but caress each other. Your feet touch repeatedly. First by chance, then increasingly intentionally. I touch the back of your neck and gently stroke your shoulders. You keep looking over at me and become more relaxed.
After about 20 minutes of small talk, your drink is empty. I ask you if you want another one. You say no. You smile sweetly at me. I understand that the moment has come. I lean toward you and give you a kiss, whispering in your ear that you should please go upstairs now.
We had previously discussed that I would first explain the rules to him privately. The most important of all rules is that you decide how far we go. So it could also happen that nothing happens. He accepts that. He asks me what you like and what he should pay attention to. I like that because he seems to have understood what the focus here is. I tell him that you are passionate and that he should follow your pace and your reactions. Your experience is the focus – he has understood that. I tell him that I’m going upstairs to you now and will signal to him when he should follow.
You hear the living room door open and know that I’m coming upstairs. Shortly after, my footsteps are heard on the stairs below. You’re standing in the bedroom, too excited to sit down. Everything is prepared the way you like it. Perfect lighting, everything is in its place. Your heart is beating fast, and you’re trying to calm your breathing. You’ve gone over this in your head countless times. We’ve talked about it for what feels like an eternity. You trust me to have everything under control. The thought calms you down; you feel safe. The situation is unfamiliar and exciting. You like it—in a new and unfamiliar way. You look at yourself in the mirror. You’ve been doing this repeatedly for the last few minutes, adjusting small things in the room and then looking back in front of the mirror. You look at yourself from a distance but also up close, examining your body and turning to see yourself from as many angles as possible. You look great and admit to yourself that you’re extremely attractive for your age and with three children. And the fact that there are two men downstairs who find you incredibly hot triggers an unusual tension and self-confidence in you. You feel a tingling sensation, and your body is sending you clear signals. You’re feeling more and more desire!
Meanwhile, I’ve reached the top and am standing in front of the door. I knock three times. You tell me to come in. I open the door, and there you are: as perfect as you are. We smile at each other. I approach you, stroke your right shoulder down to your right hand, while I look deep into your eyes. I’m also extremely tense, but above all, I’m looking forward to what’s about to happen. I ask you how you’re feeling. You ask me if I really want this and have thought of everything. Or if we haven’t overlooked something. I answer you with a clear voice that this is exactly right. That I want nothing more than to experience this with you right now. I assure you once again that you’re in control. As soon as you decide something doesn’t feel right or you change your mind, we’ll stop the whole thing immediately. I’ll also tell you that I told the man downstairs in the living room exactly the same thing.
I grab your left waist with my right hand and pull you toward me. I whisper in your ear, “You are the hottest woman on the planet. I want to experience you like I’ve never experienced you before. Enjoy it, baby.” Then I slowly move away from your ear, close to your face, and look deep into your eyes. My left hand wraps around your right waist, and I pull you tightly toward me with both hands. I kiss you very gently with my mouth closed and tell you how much I love you. I feel a tension release within you as you inhale deeply. I stroke your face and now, as we look into each other’s eyes, I kiss you very gently on the lips. Then our mouths open, and you stick out your tongue slightly. I love this moment and enjoy kissing you more and more passionately. I can feel your heart pulsing as you pull me closer to you. We kiss intensely, my hands wander over your body, down your back. I firmly grasp your ass with both hands and massage it evenly. You like that. I whisper to you how incredibly hot you are. My left hand grips your waist tightly. With my right hand I reach over your clothes and grab your breasts. My cock is incredibly hard, there is nothing in the world that could make me hornier than this moment when I am kissing my wife and know that she is about to enjoy the man she has chosen.
I’ll whisper in your ear what we’ve discussed so many times before. I’ll hand you over to him right away, and from then on I’ll remain passive unless you want me involved. You can ignore me completely, bring me closer or further away. I’ll read your wishes from your eyes. If you want to hold my hand, I’ll be there; if you want to look at me, I’ll be standing in the right place. I’ll also undress as the session progresses. Whether I fuck you, you give me a blowjob, and whether this happens during or afterward, or nothing at all, is up to the process and, above all, you. And if I notice or you signal that this is wrong, I’ll stop. You’re the conductor, I’ll be your support.
I press my hips against you while we kiss. You grab my cock over my pants. I run my fingers between your legs and feel that you’re wet. I could take you right here, right now, for hours. But we have a different plan today. I gently push away from you and ask if you’re ready. You don’t have to think twice; you exhale deeply and tell me to pick him up now. I pull you towards me again and kiss you, then I go to the door.
I knock loudly three times, as he and me agreed on before. We hear his chair moving downstairs, footsteps in the hallway, then on the stairs. You’re standing in the middle of the bed, beautiful. You seem excited, joyfully excited, and you can’t help but grin – I feel the same way. I come over and stand next to you, take hold of your hand, and kiss it.
There is a gentle knock at the door. The handle turns, the door opens slowly, and he steps inside, closing the door behind him. He looks deep into your eyes and lets his gaze wander over your body. Your eyes are shining, I can see that in the mirror. You can hardly stand still. He asks us very charmingly if everything is okay, which lightens the mood for now. I nod, you smile and look over at me. We look into each other’s eyes. “We’re ready,” I say and pull you toward me by your hand. With my other hand, I stroke your head down to your neck. I pull you gently toward me. Your hands embrace me and we kiss. A deep kiss with open mouths, and I taste the sweet tip of your tongue. He is standing about a meter away from us. While we kiss, I glance over at him, and shortly after, you do too. We both laugh briefly. He laughs back. He stands there confidently, watching us. I kiss you again, holding you tightly around the back.
I pull away from you slightly, step back a bit, and take your hand. I turn you towards him. I am now standing opposite you, about 1 m away. He is also swaying tensely, but his gaze is fixed on you. You are excited. I take my hand and walk the meter towards him. Now you stand facing each other. There is still about 30 cm between you. You look over at me briefly, then up at him. I am still holding your hand. You look deep into each other’s eyes. He takes the first step, slowly stroking your right shoulder and down your arm with his left hand, stopping at the level of your elbow, while you maintain eye contact. He pulls your forearm onto his lower back and then grabs your back. He pulls you a little closer to him. He notices your nervousness but also the desire in your eyes and asks you: “May I kiss you?” You don’t answer, but stretch your neck and face towards his lips. You both pause briefly before your lips touch. He reaches around your waist with his other hand, pulling you a little closer. He kisses your closed lips gently. You still hold my hand and squeeze it gently. He kisses you again, still with your lips closed, and you feel you suddenly relaxed. He reaches behind your ear with his hand and kisses you again. Slowly, your mouths open. His tongue comes out first, stroking your upper lip. Then your lower lip. I let go of your hand and whisper softly to you, “Kiss him, baby.” Your hand also goes to his back, and your tongue is now ready. Your tongues meet very gently. Your hands grasp his back firmly. His hands wander over your body and you begin to kiss intensely. You enjoy it. You enjoy this man.
Hands wander over each other’s bodies. He grabs your waist firmly, with his other hand gently stroking your bottom. You kiss passionately. You enjoy it and breathe out slowly, again and again. He grips you tighter and tighter, and you like it. You respond with a soft moan. He kisses your neck, and you look over to me. You can see in my eyes that this is exactly the right time. Now you can let yourself go completely. I step aside 1 meter to give you the space you need. And you use it.
You can’t get enough of touching each other. His hands go under your top. He would love to rip your clothes off. And I think you would like that right now. Your fingers wander up and down his strong body. Your tongues play with each other and you bite his lower lip. He understands the signal. He turns you around so your back is to him. He reaches around with his right hand and grabs your left breast, pulling you close to him. You can feel the bulge in his pants against your butt. You want him now, desperately. He grabs your hips and pulls your ass tight against his cock. He slowly pulls your top over your head from behind. I can see how hard your nipples are even through your bra. You’re turned towards me, but your eyes belong only to him. Even though he’s standing behind you. He slides his hand over your waist to your breasts under your bra and grabs them, first gently, then firmly. You press your butt against his cock. You turn back to him and open your bra. You kiss deeply and passionately again. One of his hands is on your butt, holding your ass firmly, while the other hand goes to your bare breasts. He caresses them alternately and plays gently with your nipples. You breathe out deeply. Now you want more.
You grab his shirt with both hands and pull it up. He is too big for you to take it off. So he helps you. You enjoy the sight of this man. You hug each other tightly, so that your breasts touch his skin. You want more of him. Before you can even finish what you’re thinking, he has both thumbs inside the sides of your pants and is pulling them down over your hips. He’s still kissing you, and you reach for his hands to help him take off your pants. You pull them down. You smile at each other. Kiss again. His hands slowly move down your hips to your bottom, which is now only covered by your panties. He grabs your ass firmly with both hands and squeezes it. You like that. You let your shoulders drop and relax. Your hands move to his belt and undo it. I can see you smiling at each other as you kiss. You first undo the belt at the top button and then unzip it. You kiss so intensely that you pause to run your hand over the bulge in his pants. I’ve rarely seen such a passionate kiss and hands so hot together.
You reach into his pants and try to pull them down abruptly. But they’re tight on this strong body. He helps you and pulls them down to his ankles. You reach over his shorts for his cock. Your hips are moving the whole time, and he can’t stop himself from grabbing at least one hand firmly in your ass. He likes what you have there. He takes his pants off completely and slides down to his socks with his toes. Your hand slides into his shorts from the top. But you don’t have to feel down very far because his cock is already rock hard. You wrap your hand around his cock. He’s even more perfect than you imagined. That’s exactly what you tell him. Whisper in his ear that he can hardly wait to fuck you. “Me neither.” you answer him.
Your hand has a firm grip on his cock. You move it up and down. You enjoy having this man in front of you, this cock in your hand, with me standing next to you, at just the right distance. Your mouth leaves him for a moment and you look over at me. You ask me with lustful eyes if you should take him in your mouth now. I answer: “Get what you need, sweetie.” You smile at me briefly, turn back to him and slowly sink to your knees. You look up into his face. He’s looking at you like a goddess, he can’t take it anymore. While you look into his eyes, you pull down his shorts. His big cock pops out and points right at your face. You grab the base of his cock with your right hand so that it points right at your mouth. I can see in every little movement of your body how horny this makes you. You look up at him, his cock just inches from your mouth. You open your mouth, wrap your tongue around your lower lip, and gently lick the head from underneath. His cock throbs. You slowly wrap your lips around his cock, maintaining eye contact. He groans lightly, reaches behind your head and into your hair, and says in a serious voice, “You belong to me now. Suck my cock and forget about your husband.” These words send you into ecstasy. You take him deep into your mouth, sticking out your hot breasts and ass over and over again. Your tongue wanders over his cock. You whisper dirty things to each other over and over, choosing just the right words. He grabs your head, bends over you, and slaps your ass. You grab his balls and massage them. I can see how wet this makes you. This exceeds all my expectations. You can feel it. You blow him more and more intensely. You briefly pull away from his cock to catch your breath and let it rest above your head. You both start talking dirty to each other. You lick his balls while looking into each other’s eyes. You play with them, which makes his cock even harder. You take his balls in your mouth. One after the other, they are too big to suck at the same time. His whole body reacts. It turns you on. You suck his balls harder and harder, alternating between them, while he repeatedly reaches into your neck to pull you closer to him and whisper things to you. You enjoy sucking his cock. And you take it in your mouth again. He puts your hands on his hips and you know why: he wants to fuck your face. He holds your head firmly with both hands and slowly starts moving his hips. You like being used like this. You push him away briefly to catch your breath. You spit on his cock, giving him the final signal he needs. He grabs your head again and puts his hard, large cock into your mouth again. His body pulsates, just like yours. Your nipples are incredibly hard, your pelvis moves. You enjoy it and now you want more.
You don’t have to say anything; he recognizes your body language. He pulls you up, whispers something in your ear, which seems to be exactly the right words. You smile at each other, and he kisses your swollen lips. He turns you to face me, both of you looking at me. You reach back toward his cock. He grabs your tits from behind with one hand, the other slides into your panties from behind. You spread your legs slightly. I can see his hand moving from behind through your spread legs to your pussy. He touches them and begins to finger you slowly. His other hand is on your breast, pulling you tightly against him. You’re breathing heavily and moaning; he knows how to use his hands. You keep looking at me. What he’s doing to you right now is driving you crazy. You turn towards me. I ask you: “Do you like it?” You can’t hide your moans. “Ohh yesss, you can see that. Do you like seeing what he’s doing to your wife?” This sentence is driving me crazy. Seeing you is breathtaking, seeing you like this is even hotter than I could have imagined. I take out my cock and can’t help but slowly jerk off at the sight of you. Then you lead me towards you with one finger, while you’re being perfectly fingered and holding his cock in your hand. You grab my shirt with your other hand and pull me towards you. “Kiss me,” you whisper gently. I do. I kiss you, your breath pulsing to the rhythm of his fingers on your wet pussy. I can’t help it and tell you that you should let him lick and fuck you now. Your gaze becomes determined. You push me away and turn to him. I don’t understand what you’re whispering to him. The next moment, he grabs your ass and lifts you up. Your legs wrap around his waist. He carries you past me around the bed, your tongues repeatedly playing with each other. He lays you down, you stretch. He leans over you, whispers something in your ear. You smile at each other and both glance briefly at me.
His body is now above yours, your hands clutching his back. You want him, desperately. He kisses your neck, and you tell him what to do next. He listens to you and starts massaging your breasts. The moment his tongue touches your nipples for the first time, your whole body screams, “Fuck me.” You press your pussy against him, moaning loudly and clawing at the back of his head. As much as you love how fantastically he sucks, licks, and bites your nipples, you need him between your legs right now!
You tell him to lick you right now. He doesn’t hesitate and sinks between your legs. I love the sight of you in this moment. Our eyes meet briefly, I massage my cock standing next to you. He slowly pulls down your panties and spreads your legs. You can see how much he likes your pussy. You open your legs wider, already incredibly wet. His tongue touches your labia, your pelvis rotates, and you give him the perfect position to lick you. “I knew you’d have a fantastic pussy,” he says, and begins to lick you. First slowly and tenderly, then with increasing intensity. You look at me and point at your nipples. I understand your wish and bend over your breasts while you moan louder and louder and let me lick you well. I kiss your left breast and begin to pleasure your nipples alternately. You get louder, and while he licks you, he slowly pushes a finger of his large hand into your pussy. You’re going crazy; you won’t be able to hold out much longer. He licks you more intensely, faster, and pushes in a second finger. You feel the orgasm coming. And how! It builds, stronger and stronger, you’ve never felt it so intensely before. He fingers you very hard now, and your wet pussy is licked extremely perfectly. The licking of your nipples intensifies it even more. Your lower abdomen contracts, you get hotter and hotter, your whole body trembles. He pushes both fingers inside you quickly and firmly. You breathe fast and moan loudly with how hot it is. Your nipples are harder than ever. The warm feeling of orgasm spreads from your pussy slowly and strongly through your entire body. You come tremendously, close your eyes and bite your lip, but can’t stand it and scream. You are experiencing the most intense, hardest and longest orgasm of your life and wish it would never end. He finds the right pace with his tongue and fingers to let you feel the orgasm for a long time. You experience a feeling of perfection, your body releases maximum endorphins. You never would have thought you could feel it so intensely. You are wet, incredibly aroused and now you want more. You want to be fucked right now.
I stand next to the bed again. Seeing you so satisfied takes my breath away. I need to see this man fuck you now. The moment I think that, you say it. “Come up to me and fuck me.” He climbs up you, puts the fingers that were just inside you into your mouth. You look into his eyes and suck them slowly. You want him. He whispers something in your ear, you like it. You gently bite his chin, then your tongues meet and you taste his wet tongue, still completely covered in your juices. You whisper to him, “Put your big cock in me right now. But slowly, I have to get used to him first.”
Chapter II:
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