Wife and I have been together nearly 30 years, met in our younger days. Had a long distant relationship, about 500 miles between us. It was this way for a number of years...visits as often as possible. When we saw each other, we fucked non stop. She was my first...I was not hers, but she was not too experienced either. Couple years in to the relationship I am there for an extended visit and suddenly she is asking me to do things we hadn't done before. Asking me to fuck her in ways we had never tried. Saying things I never heard her say while we fucked before. I liked it...I liked it a lot. I also wondered where this all came from? She getting tips from her friends? Watching porn? The sex was great...just different. So, you know where this goes, and I am recalling everything she eventually told me about this particular situation. My wife (gf at the time) has always been a smaller bbw and never had a lot of confidence, especially at that age. She had a worse image of herself than she should have...she was thick and had extra in ways a lot of guys liked...big tits, thick thighs, soft belly.
She met a random guy through a friend of hers one day, she was 18 at his point, he was in his late 20's. He was apparently pretty blatant in his interest...her friend even warned her to steer clear of him for whatever reasons...and she initially declined his interest and informed him of having a bf. Just a couple weeks later she's hanging out with people and he is there once again. He knew what to say, how to act, how to treat her...all the things you need to do to get a young girl with low self esteem to let her guard down...and when he suggested they take off to hang out together, she agreed. Hanging out was drinking and smoking weed alone at this place. She told me she knew exactly what he wanted when she agreed to leave with him...and once they were there, she didn't resist when he grabbed her hand and walked her back to his bedroom.
He had a big dick, much bigger than mine. He lasted longer. He fucked harder. He fucked better. He had a better body. She didn't know sex could be that good...which is why she fucked him non stop for months. We had been together a little over 2 years...she had already fucked him twice as much as she and I had fucked in that time. I didn't know about any of this (being long distance and all) but I had my suspicions on that visit where the sex changed drastically between us. Before the end of that trip, a friend of hers would end up telling me everything. I didn't tell her I knew, I had to go home and process it. I was angry, I was hurt. I went through all the emotions. The one thing I didn't expect was that really weird fucked up feeling of of confusion, anger, disgust...mixed with pure fucking horniness and being turned on beyond belief. I would think about her fucking him and get sad and angry and rock fucking hard. Nothing was hotter to jerk off too than the idea of her sucking and fucking this guys big cock. I would think about it all the time. I through about it for years when we would fuck. Eventually the anger and confusion went away and I was just left with the realization that my wife cheating on me is a huge turn on. The thought of my wife fucking other men, being touched, another guys sucking on her tits, her hand stroking a cock....taking him in all her holes....I fucking loved it.
Fast forward a good number of years and lets just say some pillow talk and drunken conversations about swinging lead to us getting into this kind of thing. We would end up getting into the lifestyle first with other couples, which was fun...but I realized that as much fun as it could be to fuck another guys wife...I was always focused on watching my wife with the other guy. Eventually we got into me just sharing her with other men, or giving her to other men. Then she started seeking out men on her own, going on dates, having fuck buddies and fuck dates on the regular. I was a full on cuck. She fucked whoever she wanted, whenever she wanted...and she did it a lot. I loved sitting at home with my cock rock hard just wondering who and what she was doing. I would get always the details when she got home, usually while I was fucking her. "Come put your little dick in me while i tell you about the big cock I just had" I loved it so much. This went on for many years. The desire to continue never went away for either of us, but life things sometimes puts the adult fun on hold.
I never cared who she fucked, it was just hot to have her doing so. There were 3 guys though that always gave me a little pause...3 very aggressive/rough (which she loves), good looking and very hung guys. It was one of these guys who officially made her a self described size queen. He had 10 inches and she was obsessed with it/him. I have a video they made for me of them fucking...he was so big. When she starts sucking it, I assume she's just gonna work the tip...she swallows him balls deep...over and over and over again. The noises she makes when he enters her are wild and never heard in our bedroom.
But this is not about him, surprisingly enough. No, this is situation I am actively currently in and it circles back to where the story started. My wife at this moment is back in her home town for an extended stay...family things that will have her there for the next 5 - 8 weeks. 2 nights ago while exchanging some texts, she mentions that of all the random people...she ran into him. Yea, the first guy from almost 30 years ago...and yea, he's one of the 3 guys who give me pause. She didn't recognize him at first, it's been 30 years and he has aged...but he knew her right away. She said after about 3 min of "hey how are you" he straight up asked if she wanted to get together like old times. She told him that she was now married with a family, he was apparently quite shocked to find out I was hubby. She also mentioned she was only in town for a bit...which gave him the opening to point out she had time and freedom, I would never know. She declined his advances, but he persisted in asking to at least get a drink or coffee and catch up, She took his number to appease him and went on her way.
Last night we are on the phone, conversation gets sexual...we haven't seen each other in a bit...we start getting off together. She mentions to me "i am so wet tonight" I ask her if there is any particular reason why...she says "not sure, but I wish I had my big dildo with me" "ohh, someone craving some big dick again?" I ask. "yea, it's been a long time with just your little dick" She knows I love that ....... I ask straight out "You want to fuck him don't you?" gets quiet. "Your thinking about his big cock right now, thinking about all the times you fucked him before aren't you" "yes" "Is that why you're so wet and turned on right now...your thinking about him" "yea...I'm sorry. Are you mad?" "no, just...I dunno" "tell me" So I tell her "the idea of you fucking again is awesome, total turn on...big yes on that. The thought of you fucking him brings back a lot of the old confusing, what is wrong with me for liking this feelings" She asks "So, you don't want me too?" "So you do want too" I say. "yes, I want fuck him again...do you not want me too?" "I didn't say that...but be completely honest with me...if I said no, would you do it anyway? "I've already texted him"
That's the only thing that's been on my mind all day, which is the reason for this long ass dissertation...had to get it out. At about 9pm tonight, I got a text...it was a picture of her riding his cock. I've already cum to it 4 times. Yet I am still torn. I know their history. I know how big his cock is and how much she has really missed getting fucked by big cock over the years. I know he fucks her better than I can. I know after the phone call just how horny and turned on for him she is. They have almost 2 months of being alone together and fucking all they want. When she texted me goodnight this evening, she was doing so from his bed...she is staying the night. He came inside of her...she asked him too. I got butterflies. Stomach all twisted. Head all loopy. Cock rock hard and can't stop jerking off. Feels like old times.
She met a random guy through a friend of hers one day, she was 18 at his point, he was in his late 20's. He was apparently pretty blatant in his interest...her friend even warned her to steer clear of him for whatever reasons...and she initially declined his interest and informed him of having a bf. Just a couple weeks later she's hanging out with people and he is there once again. He knew what to say, how to act, how to treat her...all the things you need to do to get a young girl with low self esteem to let her guard down...and when he suggested they take off to hang out together, she agreed. Hanging out was drinking and smoking weed alone at this place. She told me she knew exactly what he wanted when she agreed to leave with him...and once they were there, she didn't resist when he grabbed her hand and walked her back to his bedroom.
He had a big dick, much bigger than mine. He lasted longer. He fucked harder. He fucked better. He had a better body. She didn't know sex could be that good...which is why she fucked him non stop for months. We had been together a little over 2 years...she had already fucked him twice as much as she and I had fucked in that time. I didn't know about any of this (being long distance and all) but I had my suspicions on that visit where the sex changed drastically between us. Before the end of that trip, a friend of hers would end up telling me everything. I didn't tell her I knew, I had to go home and process it. I was angry, I was hurt. I went through all the emotions. The one thing I didn't expect was that really weird fucked up feeling of of confusion, anger, disgust...mixed with pure fucking horniness and being turned on beyond belief. I would think about her fucking him and get sad and angry and rock fucking hard. Nothing was hotter to jerk off too than the idea of her sucking and fucking this guys big cock. I would think about it all the time. I through about it for years when we would fuck. Eventually the anger and confusion went away and I was just left with the realization that my wife cheating on me is a huge turn on. The thought of my wife fucking other men, being touched, another guys sucking on her tits, her hand stroking a cock....taking him in all her holes....I fucking loved it.
Fast forward a good number of years and lets just say some pillow talk and drunken conversations about swinging lead to us getting into this kind of thing. We would end up getting into the lifestyle first with other couples, which was fun...but I realized that as much fun as it could be to fuck another guys wife...I was always focused on watching my wife with the other guy. Eventually we got into me just sharing her with other men, or giving her to other men. Then she started seeking out men on her own, going on dates, having fuck buddies and fuck dates on the regular. I was a full on cuck. She fucked whoever she wanted, whenever she wanted...and she did it a lot. I loved sitting at home with my cock rock hard just wondering who and what she was doing. I would get always the details when she got home, usually while I was fucking her. "Come put your little dick in me while i tell you about the big cock I just had" I loved it so much. This went on for many years. The desire to continue never went away for either of us, but life things sometimes puts the adult fun on hold.
I never cared who she fucked, it was just hot to have her doing so. There were 3 guys though that always gave me a little pause...3 very aggressive/rough (which she loves), good looking and very hung guys. It was one of these guys who officially made her a self described size queen. He had 10 inches and she was obsessed with it/him. I have a video they made for me of them fucking...he was so big. When she starts sucking it, I assume she's just gonna work the tip...she swallows him balls deep...over and over and over again. The noises she makes when he enters her are wild and never heard in our bedroom.
But this is not about him, surprisingly enough. No, this is situation I am actively currently in and it circles back to where the story started. My wife at this moment is back in her home town for an extended stay...family things that will have her there for the next 5 - 8 weeks. 2 nights ago while exchanging some texts, she mentions that of all the random people...she ran into him. Yea, the first guy from almost 30 years ago...and yea, he's one of the 3 guys who give me pause. She didn't recognize him at first, it's been 30 years and he has aged...but he knew her right away. She said after about 3 min of "hey how are you" he straight up asked if she wanted to get together like old times. She told him that she was now married with a family, he was apparently quite shocked to find out I was hubby. She also mentioned she was only in town for a bit...which gave him the opening to point out she had time and freedom, I would never know. She declined his advances, but he persisted in asking to at least get a drink or coffee and catch up, She took his number to appease him and went on her way.
Last night we are on the phone, conversation gets sexual...we haven't seen each other in a bit...we start getting off together. She mentions to me "i am so wet tonight" I ask her if there is any particular reason why...she says "not sure, but I wish I had my big dildo with me" "ohh, someone craving some big dick again?" I ask. "yea, it's been a long time with just your little dick" She knows I love that ....... I ask straight out "You want to fuck him don't you?" gets quiet. "Your thinking about his big cock right now, thinking about all the times you fucked him before aren't you" "yes" "Is that why you're so wet and turned on right now...your thinking about him" "yea...I'm sorry. Are you mad?" "no, just...I dunno" "tell me" So I tell her "the idea of you fucking again is awesome, total turn on...big yes on that. The thought of you fucking him brings back a lot of the old confusing, what is wrong with me for liking this feelings" She asks "So, you don't want me too?" "So you do want too" I say. "yes, I want fuck him again...do you not want me too?" "I didn't say that...but be completely honest with me...if I said no, would you do it anyway? "I've already texted him"
That's the only thing that's been on my mind all day, which is the reason for this long ass dissertation...had to get it out. At about 9pm tonight, I got a text...it was a picture of her riding his cock. I've already cum to it 4 times. Yet I am still torn. I know their history. I know how big his cock is and how much she has really missed getting fucked by big cock over the years. I know he fucks her better than I can. I know after the phone call just how horny and turned on for him she is. They have almost 2 months of being alone together and fucking all they want. When she texted me goodnight this evening, she was doing so from his bed...she is staying the night. He came inside of her...she asked him too. I got butterflies. Stomach all twisted. Head all loopy. Cock rock hard and can't stop jerking off. Feels like old times.
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