My First Time With Another Man’s Wife
My First Time With Another Man’s Wife
(cuckold, MFm, slutwife, domination)
© 2001 PittsburghBull4Cuck@yahoo.com
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A lot of ‘curious’ men have been asking me how I first got started cuckolding other men, and instead of typing it over and over again, I’m just going to write this story and email it whenever asked. But, I also know how much I love reading cuckold stories, and you may also be reading this on the USENET or on some cuckold oriented website. What you are about to read is 100% true, so please excuse the lack of obvious fantasy elements most writers use (black pregnancy, librarian wife turns into slut, etc..)
I had been working late for several weeks in a row trying to get a project done on time, and nothing seemed to be working out the way I wanted it too. Right down the road from where my office is located was a nice little bar called Valhalla Brewery… it was your typical yuppie microbrew place, but because of it’s location you get to see a nice mix of people and the beer wasn’t that bad either. On this particular evening someone was having a retirement party and people were constantly filtering past the bar getting drinks for themselves and each other.
By the time I finished my first beer, a pretty brunette girl had walked up to the bar a total of three times and on each occasion she seemed to look at me a bit longer. I, of course, noticed her wedding ring almost instantly and knew that she was most likely looking to flirt with someone just to give herself a little ego boost. Now, being the gentleman that I am, I would never let a lady (especially a beautiful one like this) crave something that I could give her.
On her fourth trip to the bar she squeezed her way between another customer and myself to order a round of drinks. After she had given the bartender her order I made a comment about how she might not want to drink so much if she wanted to keep her body in such beautiful shape. Yes I know it’s a stupid line, but you know what, it worked. She laughed and said that not all the drinks were for her and then thanked me for the compliment. We talked a bit more while she waited for her drinks, and when she walked away I hoped that I had helped to make her night.
As I was about to finish my second beer (I’m a slow drinker) she walked up to me again and formerly introduced herself. Her name was Sandy and the retirement party had become maudlin and she was bored with the whole thing. I told her that my day was not going much better then hers and that I would most likely still have to work several more hours. We sat there in silence for a few long moments and Sandy asked me if I would like to cut out of the bar and hit a dance club with her. I’m not a great dancer, but the prospect of spending an evening with Sandy versus spending another evening at the office had definite appeal.
We talked about what places would be good for dancing that night and settled on a club that was just up the road called Donzi’s. Donzi’s is a dance club built on to of a giant floating barge. The crowd there is a little older then most other nightclubs, and the view of the river is just amazing. The only problem was that the DJ didn’t start until 9:00pm and it was only 8:00 when we got there. So I offered to buy her a few drinks while we waited for the entertainment to start. Sandy of course agreed and it gave us some time to talk.
One of the first things I asked her about was her husband and she seemed to shy away from the subject but she told me that she had been married for 4 years and she was actually very happy with the way things were going. I asked her why she was flirting with me and she smiled and said, “because you look like fun.”
We exchanged abridged versions of our life stories and I started to get the impression that this woman was, quite literally, hot to trot. She threw a sexual innuendo into almost every story and laughed every time I said something similar. The subject came back to her husband and what he would think if he knew she was out with me, a total stranger, having drinks and acting like teenagers. She surprised me by answering “He would want to watch.”
“Sounds a little kinky to me Sandy, would he really?”
“Oh, you have no idea. He’s been trying to get me to fuck another man since before we even got married. I’ve been toying with the idea for some time now actually but it never seems like the right time, or the right guy, or something.”
I questioned her hopefully, “Well what about me, now?”
She smiled, “Well you are handsome but can you handle having another guy watch you as you ravish his wife?”
“Well, hmmmm, only if the woman I was with were 5′6″, with beautiful brown hair, and killer legs…”
Sandy interrupted, “…and 34C tits too right?”
“Yes, I suppose that would be just about perfect, do you know anyone like that?”
What can I say, I’m an insatiable flirt. I didn’t really believe this would go anywhere, but I figured if there was a chance I could even so much as see this lady naked I would do my best to make it happen. I didn’t want to be cock-teased all night either, so I went for broke and asked her if she wanted to stick around or if she wanted to go back to her place.
She answered me by fishing her keys out of her purse and grabbing my hand as she stood up.
Sandy lived about 15 minutes out of town in an area called Dormont. I had been there a few times, but I still had to follow her because I didn’t know the streets all that well when she tried to give me directions. I could see she was on her cellular phone almost the whole time and I began to have second thoughts about following through on this. What is this was a setup? What if I was about to get mugged, what if they were complete weirdos looking for a victem… and the next thing I knew she pulled into her driveway ending my chain of thought.
She walked back to my car as I was shutting the door behind me. Her neighbors were outside enjoying the summer air, and she gave me a look that told me I should behave in front of them. With that she turned around and I followed her into the font door.
I could see her husband in the living room walking toward me and I instantly lost any remaining fear that this would be a setup. He was older then her, balding, and no match for my athletic physique. He offered me his hand and simply said “Thank you.”
I could tell he was much more nervous then I had been and I smiled at him and said “No, thank you.”
As we talked some more about the weather and the drive over he explained that he got Sandy’s call just as he was about to go out for the evening but that he cancelled his plans just to meet me and see what would happen. Despite being nervous he had no problems expressing his desires for the evening.
Sandy had slipped upstairs and I heard her call down for her husband “Mike”. She asked him to show me upstairs where I found her laying on a massive bed wearing a delicious black satin nightgown. I guessed that things would be moving pretty quickly from here on in, but before they did Sandy laid down some rules.
The first was that there would be no kissing. The second was that she was just interested in sex and not interested in replacing her husband and if I ever expected a repeat performance that had better make it clear in my own mind that it would never turn into a love situation. The third was that this was her husbands fantasy and that while he would mostly just be there to watch, he might have certain requests.
“Like what?” I asked?
“I think he wants to undress you for me.”
I was nearly freaked thinking of another man undressing me, but I figured that things had gone this far and that the worst thing that could happen would be that I would have a lousy orgasm.
I agreed and turned for her husband to undo my belt. His hands were shaking and he had a little trouble unbuttoning my shirt, but eventually I was down to nothing but my boxers. With a deep breath of air he pulled my shorts down and I almost laughed at the look on his face when my cock popped free. I don’t consider myself extremely huge, but my modest 6 inches is pretty thick when you compare it to most other men.
After I was completely nude I walked over to the bed and began by feeling Sandy’s legs and hips. I let my hands slip under her so I could cup her tight little ass and I kissed everything that was in front of me, except of course her lips. I let my hands slip up under the satin and made sure to avoid touching any of her really sensitive areas. If this woman wanted to put on a show for her husband, then damnit he was going to get one hell of a show.
I let my hands gently roam around her body, just brushing past her nipples and coming so close to her pussy that I could almost feel the moisture. Sandy began to buck her hips up slightly to try and rub her pussy on my hand, and I responded by pulling my hands away and smiling at her.
When she had settled down a little bit, I started to remove her nightgown very slowly. She had to wiggle her way out of it as she was still on her back in the bed, and it was extremely exciting to watch because she was so eager to be naked for me.
Mike was sitting in a chair near the foot of the bed rubbing his cock through his pants. His eyes were glued to Sandy’s and her eyes were glued to my cock.
I kneeled between Sandy’s legs and began to finger her slowly with my left index finger. With my right hand I kept rubbing her legs, stomach, and occasionally I would come close to her clit, but not actually touch it. Without any trouble at all I was able to work a second finger into her pussy, but when I tried for a third finger it just wouldn’t fit in.
This wasn’t good news because my cock is much larger then the area my three fingers would take up inside of her. Sandy was moaning pretty loudly now and the more I tried to fit all three fingers all the way into her the louder she would moan. Within moments she was forcing herself down on my hand and fucking herself. I leaned my face forward and began to suck on her delicious clit and within seconds she had her hands on the back of my head riding my face into her first orgasm of the evening.
When she finally let go of my head I turned to look at her husband who now had his cock out and I figured out why he was surprised when he saw my cock. He was, quite literally, a pencil dick. I had no idea how the hell he even used that thing to fuck women, but I was kind of glad he was allowing me to use my thing to fuck his wife and I didn’t comment on the subject.
Sandy gabbed my shoulders and started to pull me up on top of her, she was almost breathless but she managed to say, “Fuck me, please fuck me now”, very clearly. I put both of her legs up over my shoulders and aimed my cock right for her pussy. He husband had climbed on the bed and placed his head right under my ass so he could get a good view of the action.
I began by lubing my cock on her extremely moist pussy and then by pressing the head of it in very slowly. He husband had reached under, being very careful not to touch me and spread her lips apart for me. This actually made things easier for me and after a few pumps in and out to coat my entire shaft with her lubrication I was fucking his wife just like he wanted.
Things should have went very smoothly from this point on but my leg got a sudden cramp in it, and as a reaction, I pulled my left leg out from under me and straightened it out. Loosing my balance my ass was now right on top of Mikes head and because of the pain I couldn’t react fast enough to get off of him.
Everything took a turn for the weird when Mike starting moaning and feeling my legs. I almost jumped out of my skin but the look in Sandy’s eyes was of amazement and also of lust. The cramp was working itself out of my leg and I was able to lift myself off of Mike’s head. Mike used the extra inches I gave him to roll over on his back and lick my asshole. I have never had that done before, and to be honest with you, it felt pretty damn good.
Sandy responded by grabbing my face and pulling it towards hers. She proceeded to give me an extremely passionate kiss that nearly drained me of air. When I pulled away I asked her about the rules, and she responded with, “fuck the rules… no fuck me.”
With all this stimulation I didn’t last very long at all. My mouth on Sandy’s and her husbands mouth on my asshole I blew my load into her pussy. I felt like gallons and I don’t think I have ever had an orgasm that intense in my entire life.
I pulled my dick out of her pussy and tossed myself next to her on my back. Mike rolled himself over and began to, quite literally, suck her pussy. He licked her from top to bottom and would always return to her stretched out hole to clean up anything else that might have leaked out.
I knew Sandy was about to cum again when she grabbed his head. I had recovered well enough to roll on my side and start sucking on her tits. My mouth found hers again and we started to kiss some more and I think that is what finally pushed her over the edge. Just as she started to come I could hear Mike making some extra-strong sucking noises. I guess he was drinking even more of my cum as Sandy’s contractions pushed it out.
Finally the moment ended and Sandy and I were laying in bed exhausted. She asked Mike if he would like to cum now, and he smiled and said that he already had while lifting himself up and showing her a puddle beneath him where his cock had been touching the bed.
Sandy smiled and Mike looked at me and asked for one more favor. I was in no position to say no to the guy who let me fuck such a quality piece of ass and I told him that the answer was yes to anything he wanted.
Mike lowered his head and sucked my semi-flaccid cock into his mouth. After having him rim my ass this really wasn’t a surprise and obviously he had mentioned such things like this to Sandy before because she smiled for him and then began to play with my nipples.
Mike was actually pretty good at sucking cock and he had me hard again within a few minutes. Sandy was whispering into my ear encouraging me to cum in his mouth so that he could find out what it tastes like, and promising me her body forever if I would give him his wish.
It’s not like I would have said no anyway. As I neared orgasm I grabbed the back of Mikes head and began to pump my cum into his mouth. Sandy was telling us both how sexy it was to see him swallow my cum, and when he had finally finished swallowing my seed, she gave him a big kiss right over top of me.
And that is how it all started. Later Mike told me he had Cuckold fantasies for a very long time and that he didn’t consider himself bisexual. I didn’t really know what Cuckold was at the time but after looking around on the internet I found a lot of stories and started asking Mike about the things he liked about them, and more importantly I asked Sandy what ideas she liked. Eventually we ventured into some more standard cuckold activities like Sandy and I meeting at motels without Mike and going on dates, but that is the subject of another story… Perhaps my next story.
Mike and Sandy eventually moved down south and I met some more couples. Pittsburgh is not full of men who want to see another man fucking their wife, but thankfully the Internet helps me find them. Write me: PittsburghBull4Cuck@yahoo.com
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