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She caught me. I accidently left my computer open one night after masturbating to cuckold stories and when she came in late, she saw it. She came into the bedroom and tossed my laptop on the bed, staring at me with utter disgust she said, “Cuckold stories turn you on?”
I blushed. We never really openly talked about sex, or what our turn ons were. After 7 yeats of marriage once or twice a month I would feel her up at night and if she wanted sex we did it. If not she told me no and that was that. I just looked up at her, humiliated and speechless.
“So all these extra hours I’ve been working, you sit at home and jerk off thinking, wishing I was banging my boss?” I started to speak but she cut me off with, “I probably should! I’ve heard he’s fucked a couple of the girls in the office and that he has a big cock! Would that turn you on?”
God did it ever, but do I dare say it? “Babe, I just…” “So you get hard thinking about me with other men. You fantasize about other men fucking me and then me coming home to you and telling you all about it? How big their dick was, how they made me suck it hard before the fucked my married pussy?”
I continued to look her in the eye. She knew without me saying anything. “How long have you fantasized about this? Weeks, months, years? Do you sit around with your car buddies and tell them you wish your wife would cheat on you?” I looked down at the floor. I thought she was about to tell me she is leaving me,but I couldn’t have been more wrong.
“Well you are right about one thing. I need more dick than I will ever get from you. There’s only thing you ever did well was eat pussy!” She said as she started undressing. “All this talk about cheating and cocks has got me horny and your tongue better work like it used to!” She had NEVER spoken like that before! So confident, so forcefully! As her body came into view my reaction was immediate!
My cock was hard before I got my pajamas off! With the lights still on, she crawled into bed beside me saw my hard-on, handed me her thong and said, “Put this on, you already jerked off. I want you to wear my panties as you eat my pussy.” I stood to put on her panties and she took several pics of me putting them on. “You better hope I get off or I may show those to your friends!” She said with a bit of contempt.
She spun sideways on the bed hanging her legs off, putting her feet on the floor before spreading them wide and saying, “Kneel on the floor and eat my pussy.” She was so horny her pussy was wet almost swollen and shiny. I put my face in like an amateur and began licking everywhere. She was so wet I was swallowing her juices. It was thick and hot, and salty, and I was so turned on I wanted every drop.
“Fantasize that my pussy is full of cum babe. Pretend your sexy wife just came home from the bar where she fucked a couple of cowboys in the parking lot and came home to you to eat her clean. Eat my dirty pussy babe. Suck those juices. Think about what I must have looked like between them, like a whore. Make me cum cucky or you sleep on the couch tonight!”
When I closed my eyes, I saw it. My wife, naked in the parking lot as she sucked one cowboy while the other pounded her pussy from the rear. My cock throbbed in the thong and I wished I could pull it out but I didn’t dare. My tongue explored every crevice and I sucked and swallowed anything liquid. She grabbed my head and held me tight as she rode my face through a powerful orgasm, shaking and spamming. I kept gently licking her until her orgasm subsided.
“Babe, for the last two years I have been fucking my boss. He has a huge cock and I can cum just looking at it, or sucking it. He’s married too, so it’s just sex. Dirty horny cheating sex. I just wanted you to know who’s cum you just ate, and who’s cum you’ll be eating a lot more of. He makes me do things, depraved things, and he makes me cum every time I do. It’s his cock I want, not yours.”
The signs were all there, i just rationalized it was part of my fantasy. I felt dejected, humiliated, emasculated, but at the same time, the truth had set us free! My fantasy was now my reality, and had been for a couple years. This was so much to process, but my wife had other plans.
“No need to fantasize anymore babe, it’s your reality now. I am going to fuck other men, and you are going to reclaim me by eating me clean after my dates. But that’s not all. This is my house now. I make the rules. The first rule is to empty your underwear drawer into a trash bag, and wearing only my thong, go put it in the trash barrel. When you get back, take all of my underwear and put it in your drawer. You will wear panties from now on to signify that you are my cuck. I’m taking your credit card tomorrow and buying all new.”
I hurriedly completed the task and returned to the bedroom. As I began to move her panties into my drawer she interrupted me saying, “On second thought. Move your dresser, and all your clothes from our closet to the garage. You will dress and undress in the garage from now on, and you will sleep in the guest room unless I decide otherwise. I spent two hours doing as I’d been instructed.
When I returned to the bedroom she told me to kneel. I knelt on the tile and she said, “Since you seem to enjoy jerking off rather than fucking real pussy, jerk off on the tile, and lick it up before you go to bed. Enjoy it, because I may not let you cum for a very very long time.
It took less than a minute for me to cum, as she laughed at me, and I licked up my mess and crawled out the bedroom door, not knowing what tomorrow would bring.
[End Part 1]More? Or am I done? This was 30 years ago…
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