True Story - how I started cuckolding my husband

[constance_sumner]

This is the true story of how I started cuckolding my husband. I apologize before hand if it wanders or seems disjointed, memories tend to be that way. Also, my entire story takes place over the course of several years, so it might take me a while to get it all written down and posted up here. Your patience is appreciated.

Before we even knew what it was or that it had a name, my husband and I stumbled upon the concept of cuckolding quite by accident. One evening about three years into our marriage, we were at home drinking a bottle of wine and watching movies on a movie channel.

We had been watching the tale end of one movie, though I don’t remember what it was now. After it ended, we got up to refill our wine and while we were in the other room, the next movie started. We missed the titles, so we didn’t immediately know what movie it was, but I would later find out it was “Unfaithful” starring Diane Lane, Richard Gere, and the super-hot Oliver Martinez.

In the movie Diane Lane is married to Richard Gere, but randomly meets Oliver Martinez one day. He proceeds to seduce her and after some initial resistance, she succumbs to him…multiple times…all the while hiding it from her husband.

There are several hot sex scenes in the movie, but the two that got me are the bathroom one and the hallway one. In the bathroom one, Diane Lane is out with her friends at a restaurant when she happens to run into Oliver Martinez’s character. The two sneak off into the bathroom where he proceeds to fuck her up against the bathroom stall. The hallway one is after she tries to leave Martinez, storming out of his apartment, and he follows her out into the hallway where he pushes her up against the wall and forces her to have sex with him…she starts off saying “No!” but by the time he gets her pants down, she’s saying “Fuck me!”

So my husband and I are a bit peppered from the wine by this point, and we watch this movie and it makes both of us really hot. So we stumble to the bed, I strip his clothes off and crawl on top of him. I was so horny I decided to go down on him first before we did it. So I crawl down between his legs and start sucking his cock, stopping occasionally to say something dirty while I stroke it with my hand.

I could tell he'd had a little too much to drink, because he was having trouble getting fully erect. But I kept going, sucking him and talking dirty. Eventually I asked him about the movie we had just watched:

"Did you like it?" I asked. He nodded. "Wasn't the scene in the bathroom hot?" I felt his dick swell to full erection in my mouth and his breathing quickly picked up. "The way that young hot guy came in and took her to the bathroom. The way he fucked her right there up against the stall while all of her friends were outside."

I could feel that he was getting aroused very quickly, but I didn't realize how aroused. He'd never gotten so aroused so quickly before, so I wasn't expecting anything yet. I kept going, alternating sucking and dirty talk.

"Wasn't that hot?" I asked, sucking him some more. He nodded. "He made her so horny she didn't care where they were, she just had to have him right there." Sucked him some more.

I'll remember this next part for the rest of my life. I stopped sucking him and said "Wouldn't it be hot if that was me..." then went back down and sucked him some more. Now I hadn't finished my sentence...I said the first part and sucked him a little, then I was going to come back up and finish the sentence by saying "...and YOU there in that bathroom?" In other words, saying that I was Diane Lane and he was Oliver Martinez and the two of us were fucking in the bathroom together.

But all I got out was that first part... was, "Wouldn't that be hot if that was me...." then there were a few seconds while I sucked him.

Then, suddenly, my husband groaned. His back arched forward. His legs tensed. HE WAS HAVING AN ORGASM! Cum exploded out the tip of his penis harder than I had ever felt it before!

It caught me by surprise, but I quickly swallowed it all down, the whole time thinking "He thought I was saying 'imagine that it was me getting fucked BY THAT YOUNG HOT GUY'!" instead of what I was actually going to say. I was confused why that would make him cum so hard, but for reasons I didn't understand, I was also very turned on by it.

Well, my husband fell asleep right after his orgasm like always, leaving me horny as hell. I didn't know what to do, but I had to get off, I was so horny.

My husband had given me a vibrator for his birthday (yes, he gave ME a vibrator for HIS birthday!) the year before. I had tried it once just to humor him, but I hadn't used it since. It wasn't really my thing.

But that night, not knowing what else to do, I grabbed the vibrator and ran back out into the TV room to see if the movie was playing again. It wasn't. I quickly moved to the computer and started searching for the movie online.

I wasn't finding anything at first, but I realized it was because the safe search function was turned on. After I turned it off I found a bunch of video clips of all the hottest scenes of the movie. I turned the vibrator on and pressed it against my clitoris.

Watching those clips with the vibrator against my pussy was like having a revalation. I'd never felt so horny, so turned on, or so sexy as a woman before in my life. I watched those clips over and over, masturbating the whole time. I was wetter and hornier than I had ever been before, and for the first time ever (but not the last), I squirted when I came.

I don't remember how many times I came that night, but it was at least 8 and probably more. I was in such a euphoric high that I completely lost all sense of my surroundings. When my clitoris was finally too sore for me to continue, I stopped. Only then did I realize it was 5am. I'd been masturbating for almost six hours. And the computer chair was completely dripping wet. Later, when my husband asked what happened to the chair, I made up a story about accidentally spilling my drink on it, which he totally believed.

After that night, I couldn't get that movie out of my head. I would think about it all the time...at work, at the gym, even while having sex with my husband. The next week, I secretly went out and bought a copy of the movie and hid it in the closet where I didn't think my husband would find it.

Every time I knew he was going to be gone for an extended period of time, I would pop it in the DVD player and watch it, using my vibrator. The first few times I re-watched the whole movie, but after a few weeks, I started skipping to the good parts. It always made me cum hard. Harder than I ever did while having regular sex with my husband.

It quickly got to the point where I couldn't wait for my husband to go out for a few hours so I could get some relief. Sometimes I would make up excuses to get him out of the house for a couple of hours so I could have my weekly or orgasms.

This went on for about six months or so, until watching the same scenes over and over no longer turned me on. I began to secretly search the internet, trying to find new movies to watch. And this is where my world view shifted....

 

[duke9555]

gr8 flick Diane was superb as was Richard

 

[Hank jones]

Can't wait to hear more!! Love the woman's side of the story!!

 

[duke9555]

Confessions: 7 reasons why women cheat

 

[tpeman]

Don't forget what happens to Oliver Martinez in that movie..........

 

[QUEEN LINDA'S cucky]

so do you actually cuck your hubby or are you just thinking about it?

 

[constance_sumner]

Thanks for the responses, everyone. I think all your questions will be answered in subsequent updates.

Here's update #2:

After I got tired of re-watching "Unfaithful" I began searching the internet trying to find movies that would have the same affect on me as it did. I searched long and heard and found lots of movies with very explicit and erotic sex scenes. I found some movies that were, objectively speaking, very hot.

But for some reason, they weren't doing much for me like "Unfaithful" had.

I couldn't understand why they weren't doing anything for me. I thought about it a lot, trying to figure it out. What was different about these movies that made me less aroused by them?

Then one day about three years ago, I was out at the mall shopping, sitting in the food court, eating with my husband. We weren't really talking, both pretty tired from all the walking we'd done, so we were just kind of sitting their in silence eating.

I was watching this lady with her husband. They were a cute couple, mid-twenties the same as we were at the time. They were just being cute, kissing or whatever. Then the husband evidently had to leave, because they stood up and she gave him a kiss and he turned and walked out of the mall.

I continued to watch this lady as she watched her husband leave. Then, when she was sure he was out of sight, I watched her turn and walk over to the other side of the food court. There, she walked up to a man who was even hotter than her husband. I watched in silent awe as she proceeded to walk up and kiss him.

They were making out right there in the food court! Everyone had just seen her with her husband and now she was openly making out with some other guy!

My husband's back was to them so he hadn't noticed. I casually looked around to see if anyone else had noticed, and I made eye contact with another lady who was also eating with her husband. She and I exchanged glances, and I know we were thinking the same thing: "Oh my God, that's so hot!"

I was amazed as I realized that my vagina had instantly gotten wet at watching this wife brazenly cheat on her husband. It reminded me of the excitement I got watching "Unfaithful"! Was this what had been missing from all those other movies I'd watched? The illicitness of the sexuality? The cheating?

My husband had an appointment he had to go to after the mall, so I rushed home and immediately booted up the computer, searching on the internet for "Unfaithful" and "cheating wives".

That's when I discovered the word and concept "cuckolding". I'd never even heard of it before that day. And being brought up a very proper semi-reglious upbringing, I felt very guilty reading about it.

But strangely, in addition to feeling guilty, I also felt incredibly turned on by it. The guilt and the horniness mixed together in awe inspiring way, and as I searched through the internet, vibrator pressed to my clit, I quickly brought myself to a massive orgasm unlike any I'd had since those first orgasms the night I watched "Unfaithful" six months prior.

EVentually I worked up enough nerve to navigate past sites like wikipedia and to sites like this one, with more explicit examples of cuckolding.

I was shocked by what I found at first, but also excited by it. Shocked at the hardcore nature of a lot of it, especially the images and videos. I was still looking for mainstream movies at the time, but all I found on here and sites like this were hardcore stuff. It definitely pushed me out of my comfort zone.

After having cum twice, I shut down the computer and hid my vibrator away. I remember feeling so guilty at the time. I was sure my husband was going to be able to tell what I'd done, what I'd been looking at. I waited nervously for him to arrive home.

But to my relief, when he arrived home he didn't notice anything. The rest of the night proceeded like any other night, only I couldn't get the word cuckolding out of my head. I remember I had trouble sleeping that night and I swore to myself that I would never look at that stuff online again.

But about a week later, my horniness had grown again. My husband was going to be gone most of the day that Saturday. Against my own will, I found myself booting up the computer as soon as he left, vibrator in hand.

I again navigated to Google and typed the word "cuckold" into the search bar.

I spent the next 6 or 7 hours masturbating to what I found. I still didn't find any mainstream movies to replace "Unfaithful", and the photos and videos were still too much for me at the time. But instead what I found was erotic stories...stories like Lamar's Game and Katie's Massage. They had all the plot and character development of a movie with the explicit sex of porn, yet in a medium that was comfortable to me...if I ever got uncomfortable with something, I could simply stop reading.

I came so many times that day I can't even remember how many. Every time a wife succumbed to a suave young man, or every time her pussy was stretched by the first big cock she'd ever felt...I came. I came and came and came. It was all so hot to me.

That night when my husband got home, I didn't feel nearly as guilty. In fact, I only remember feeling exhausted from the number of times I came.

Over the next several months, I'd come back to this site and several similar sites any time my husband was gone from the house. I quickly ran through that first vibrator and had to replace it, as I became somewhat of a connoisseur of cuckold stories.

Things went on this way for a while. The next time there was any big event was at my husband's next birthday, which I will detail in my next update.

 

[Susan's Slave]

Constance, welcome to the forum. I can tell already that you will be one of my favorites and I look forward to the next chapter of your story.

 

[Custer Laststand]

This is a very steamy account...

Hi Ms. Constance Sumner,

Thank you for your well-written and intriguing posts. I find your descriptions of how you made the transition from a religiously-raised married GoodWife with "socially-accepted and traditional" values to an aspiring cuckoldress — turned on by thoughts of taking and fucking extramarital lovers so heavily that you can hardly stand it — to be VERY steamy.

Regarding your recent concluding comments:

.... Over the next several months, I'd come back to this site and several similar sites any time my husband was gone from the house. I quickly ran through that first vibrator and had to replace it, as I became somewhat of a connoisseur of cuckold stories.

So you actually wore out your vibrator... far out. I love it. Also, it's good to hear you're actively following forums like this one and reading of the experiences of other women... often as related by their cuckolds, less often by themselves... who fully acknowledge their sexuality and enjoy the pleasures of a variety of lovers, while their husbands... acknowledging this as their privilege and prerogative... remain faithful to them as their cuckolds.

Things went on this way for a while. The next time there was any big event was at my husband's next birthday, which I will detail in my next update.

Please do. From "reading around" in this forum, no doubt you're aware that aspiring cuckoldresses tend to make their husband's birthdays significant (sometimes quite important) milestones as they transform them to cuckold status. I'll look forward to reading your next chapter.

Incidentally, if I may ask, is Ms. Constance Sumner your real name? If so, perhaps your husband... whom you have reduced to cuckold status by now, presumably... is reading your posts and, recognizing you, himself, and gaining new insight into his role in your marriage, is masturbating (beating his weenie, as it were) repeatedly as he thinks about your secret imaginings and plans to seduce other men, and what you might be doing with your illicit lover(s).

—Custer

 

[duke9555]

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[constance_sumner]

Hi Ms. Constance Sumner,

Thank you for your well-written and intriguing posts. I find your descriptions of how you made the transition from a religiously-raised married GoodWife with "socially-accepted and traditional" values to an aspiring cuckoldress — turned on by thoughts of taking and fucking extramarital lovers so heavily that you can hardly stand it — to be VERY steamy.

Regarding your recent concluding comments:



So you actually wore out your vibrator... far out. I love it. Also, it's good to hear you're actively following forums like this one and reading of the experiences of other women... often as related by their cuckolds, less often by themselves... who fully acknowledge their sexuality and enjoy the pleasures of a variety of lovers, while their husbands... acknowledging this as their privilege and prerogative... remain faithful to them as their cuckolds.



Please do. From "reading around" in this forum, no doubt you're aware that aspiring cuckoldresses tend to make their husband's birthdays significant (sometimes quite important) milestones as they transform them to cuckold status. I'll look forward to reading your next chapter.

Incidentally, if I may ask, is Ms. Constance Sumner your real name? If so, perhaps your husband... whom you have reduced to cuckold status by now, presumably... is reading your posts and, recognizing you, himself, and gaining new insight into his role in your marriage, is masturbating (beating his weenie, as it were) repeatedly as he thinks about your secret imaginings and plans to seduce other men, and what you might be doing with your illicit lover(s).

—Custer

The first vibrator I had was one my husband bought me and it was sorta cheap, so it broke after less than a year of use. The vibrators I've bought since then have been much better.

No, Constance Sumner isn't my real name. It's the name of Diane Lane's character in Unfaithful.

The next update will be posted soon.

 

[Iamsomebody]

Great posts. Can't wait for the next one!

 

[constance_sumner]

This one was too long for one post, so it has to be a 2-part.

As far as memory serves, this was the next big event in my progression from shy demur girl to hot confident woman, but if I've forgotten something I will come back to this period of time.

My interest in the subject of cuckolding kept growing over the next several months. I devoured every story I came across on the subject. But I still had a lot of guilt about it at the time. After every internet masturbation session, I would vow to never think of the subject again, to only concentrate on normal sex with my husband whom I love.

It would last for a few days, then I would get the itch again. Itch is really the only way I can describe it. It's just like this dull urge to get off while thinking about cuckolding.

Another thing, at the time when I thought of cuckolding, I wasn't thinking of cuckolding my husband. It was just something I thought about in the abstract: the concept of cuckolding. In my mind, it was always just some faceless anonymous couple that was overcome by the sexual advances of a much more virile man who would take control of them and force the wife to have orgasms like she never knew she could have, while forcing the husband to watch and get sexual pleasure from his own humiliation. But the couple in my head was never actually my husband and me.

Well, my husband and I continued to have sex during this time, though less frequently, and when we did it was often kinkier. I started going down on him a lot more, and talking dirty while I did so, just like that first night after we watched "Unfaithful".

Also during this time, we began experimenting with bondage. Usually it would be me tying my husband to the bed and giving him a blowjob while talking dirty. After a few months of that, I even started blindfolding him, which he seemed to really love. Or at least it made his penis really hard.

The dirty things I would say to him changed too. I can admit now that my dirty talk before was sort of boring dirty talk, stuff like "oh, your cock is so big!" and stuff like that. But the more I read, the more it influenced what I was saying in my dirty talk.

It wasn't anything I consciously planned, either. I just found the words coming out of my mouth without any forethought, often more so when I was *****. And they made my husband cum like a geyser.

After a while, I recognized a pattern in the stories that worked best on him. They always started off with a nugget of truth, like if I was away for a day or something, I'd tie my husband up and start the story with a nugget of truth and lead the story in a direction that invariably ended up with the fictional me getting fucked by a massive cock, usually against my will but always in a manor that made me orgasm like mad. These types of stories never failed to bring my husband to massive orgasm.

Needless to say, I began to realize that my husband was also harboring similar fantasies. I mean, he must be if he was cumming so hard from me telling them to him, right? We never talked about it openly...we never talked about any of our sexual fantasies, really. But I became acutely aware of his interest in the topic.

I began to secretly check the internet history on his computer. He had a separate computer from mine, and I discovered on that computer a separate user created that was dedicated solely to his porn. He uses the same password for everything, so I was able to easily get into this account and see what he was looking at.

I found he was looking at a lot of the same things I suspect most men look at. There was a lot of girl-on-girl action, something that never really did anything for me. One thing I noticed, though, was that every time we'd have dirty-talk sex, the next few times he looked at porn, it would always gravitate toward cuckold theme.

It was always the very mild stuff, though, as he was clearly still just discovering cuckolding. I, on the other hand, had already encountered many of the more hardcore aspects of the fantasy--creampies, impregnation, chastity, castration, etc.--than he had. But so I knew the concept was in his mind.

This was about a month before his birthday, and like most married couples, I usually gave him some sort of special birthday sex. I remember thinking at the time that my previous year's birthday sex was incredibly boring compared to what I had discovered about sexuality in the year that followed. I really wanted to go all out and give him something much bigger than he ever expected.

I still couldn't decide what to do for his birthday, though, so I started going to this website and a few other forums trying to get ideas, which I was able to find plenty of.

Here's what I did that year:

First, I asked him to refrain from masturbating in two weeks prior to his birthday. I wanted him to be super horny on his birthday night. I had no way of knowing for sure that he wasn't masturbating during that two weeks...I feel almost certain he came at least once during that time...but he was way hornier than usual on his birthday.

The night of his birthday I bought him a six pack of his favorite beer and told him to drink it while watching TV while I got ready. I spent about an hour and a half getting ready, during which he drank five of the six beers, making him a nice low level of *****.

After I was ready, I snuck out into the TV room...the couch is situated so that his back was to the door and I was able to sneak in and slip a blindfold over his eyes. Then I led him back into the bedroom and stripped him naked, then put him onto the bed, where I tied him down and used one of his ties to gag him.

It was all about playing with his expectations. I know when I removed the blindfold that he was expecting to see me in some skimpy lingerie and then I would jump on top of him and fuck his brains out. I knew that's what he was expecting, so I played off those expectations.

When I removed the blindfold, what he saw was me dressed up to go out. I was wearing a very slutty evening gown (it looked just like the dress in the photo I attached), with my make-up done up way over the top...not bad looking, just a lot of thick eyeliner, falsies, dark colored eye shadow...

My dress was practically see-through and he could see that I wasn't wearing a bra and that I was wearing thigh-high stockings with a garter belt and 4-inch sexy open-toed heels.

The look on his face was priceless...a mixture of surprise, confusion and lust. I started stroking his cock, which was already hard. I asked him if he liked what I was wearing, and he nodded yes. Then I asked him if he thought I looked hot and he nodded yes again.

"Good," I said. I remember this next part vividly because I worked it out very specifically in my mind before hand. While stroking his cock with one hand, I pulled out my cell phone with the other. I brought up a picture on the phone and turned it so my husband could see.

It was a white girl smiling at the camera, while a strong handsome black man had his arm wrapped around her.

"Do you remember my friend Sharon from work?" I asked him. He shook his head no. "Sure you do, you met her at last year's Christmas party. Well this is her new boyfriend Lamar," I said.

I brought another photo up on my phone and turned it so my husband could see. This time it was a different handsome black man standing by himself.

"This is Lamar's friend Dwayne," I said, stroking his cock. "Isn't he hot?" This comment caused my husband to have a look on his face that was another look that I wished I'd had a camera for. It looked like he was slightly terrified, but also still consumed with lust.

"Well Sharon has been bugging me for weeks to go out with Dwayne. Apparently he has a huge cock, much bigger than this little thing," I said, still stroking his cock, which by now was as hard as I'd ever felt it with a little bead of precum leaking out.

"So I finally agreed to go on a date with him tonight," and with that, I stopped stroking his cock, got up and moved away from the bed. The look on his face again...he had a look like he was shocked, maybe about to cry...it almost made me call the whole thing off. But then I saw the look of lust that was hiding directly under the look of pain, and his cock was still hard and twitching, so I continued on.

"I should be back by morning," I said as I left the bedroom.

I purposefully made a lot of noise as I was leaving. Of course at the time I wasn't actually comfortable going out in a dress like that, so I threw on a long overcoat and left the house.

Obviously I had prepared those photos I showed him before hand. They weren't even real people I knew, I just found the photos on the internet. But my husband didn't know that. There were so many people at my work that he'd never met that I knew I could fake it.

I drove a few minutes away to a hotel room I had secretly booked a few days earlier. I had stored all my stuff I needed in the trunk of the car and I just carried it into the room with me.

I'd gotten a dildo. A big, black, realistic looking dildo (a VixSkin Bandit, if you're interested). It was the first dildo I'd ever owned and at $100 it wasn't cheap. But I needed one that looked real, at least real in photos.

I stripped down naked and messed the room up a bit, throwing the blankets on the floor, putting some empty glasses on the night stand. I wanted it to look like two people had been here. I drank some whisky I'd brought, too, just to make myself relax. Then I got my dildo, vibrator, and camera and crawled onto the bed.

 

[constance_sumner]

I spent twenty minutes or so warming myself up with the vibrator, then I grabbed the dildo. I remember being nervous at how big it was. It seemed to be at least twice the size of my husband's penis. It wasn't actually, but it seemed like it.

I started snapping photos of my self as I slowly slid the dildo inside me for the firs time. I remember that I could hear my heart beating, I was so excited. As the dildo entered my pussy I felt my self being stretched...stretched in a way I'd never felt before. It felt really, really good. Much better than sex normally felt.

I wasn't able to take the whole dildo that time, but I came pretty close. It was just a little too long for me. I kept taking photos the whole time as I proceeded to fuck my self with that big piece of faux cock. I was sure to frame the photos so that it looked like the dildo was a real penis, cropping the photos in such a way to that you couldn't tell I was actually holding the dildo.

I wasn't even using the vibrator at that point, but I was getting more aroused than I'd ever been before, even the night we watched "Unfaithful".

Then, an amazing thing happened. Using just the dildo and no clitoral stimulation what so ever...I started cumming. I was cumming on the dildo! I had never cum from penetration alone before then. It was the very first time in my life. And it was amazing. A religious experience.

I kept fucking myself with the dildo, bring myself to several more orgasms. I'd only planned on being there about an hour or so, after all, my husband was still tied up at home. But after what had to have been my 5th or 6th orgasm, I looked at the clock and realized I'd been there almost three and a half hours! Woops!

Somewhat reluctantly, I pulled myself out of bed and prepared the second part of my plan. I'd also brought a tub of plain yogurt, some salt and a turkey baster. In the bathroom I used warm water to water down the yogurt so that it was slightly runny, then added a pinch of salt. I was making fake cum, if you hadn't figured it out, already. I sucked the mixture up into the turkey baster, then went back to the bed and laid back, pulling my legs back and sticking the tip of the baster inside of me, ejecting all of the fake cum mixture out of the baster and inside of my pussy.

I pulled the turkey baster out, grabbed the dildo and quickly snapped one more photo with it looking like the dildo had just cum inside of me. Then I pulled my panties on, gathered my things and hurried home.

Normally I'd be grossed out by the feeling of fluids leaking out of my vagina, but I was so turned on from the orgasms I'd had, that it didn't even bother me on the quick ride home.

When I got back home I found my husband still tied in the bedroom, of course. His boner was gone, but as I entered the room, it quickly returned again. Stripped off my dress and threw it on the floor. Then I peeled off my panties, which had soaked a lot of the cum from my pussy, and threw them on his chest.

Then I took out my phone and brought up the first in the series of photos. I proceeded to show my husband them. I had taken them well enough so that it looked like I wasn't alone in the room. It looked like I was stripping down and getting naked for a lover.

My husband had a slight look of panic in his eyes, but his cock was rock hard and already oozing tons of precum, which I had never seen it do before. I showed him the entire series of photos, culminating with the final photo where it looks like I just received a creampie.

My husband's breathing got ragged and irregular. It seemed like he was on the verge of hyperventilating. But his cock was more swollen than I had ever seen it. I held up my panties for him to show him the cum inside of them. I hadn't even touched my husband's penis yet, and it looked like he was about to blow!

I threw the panties on the floor and climbed on the bed, straddling my husband. I grabbed the base of his cock and slowly lowered myself down to it. Just as it was about to enter me, a bunch of cum oozed out of my pussy and onto my husband's cock, coating his shaft and sliding down to his balls.

I dropped further down and felt the heat of my husband's dick as it slid inside of me. I slid all the way down in one motion.

That was all it took. My husband's body tensed and he started cumming immediately. It was the biggest orgasm I'd ever seen him have. He was pulling so hard at his restraints I thought he was going to break the headboard. He kept writing around on the bed for probably a minute and a half as he came. I remember thinking the whole time how I could barely feel him inside of me, the dildo had stretched me out so much.

Afterwards I untied him and we cuddled for a long time. Of course I explained to him how it was all fake, showed him the dildo and the yogurt etc. It took about an hour for him to believe me and calm down, but once he did, everything was completely fine. He'd just had one of the best orgasms of his life, after all.

We took a shower together and then went to bed. We didn't really talk about the subject for a long time after that.

 

[Cuck-Rick]

That's a great story! keep it cuming.

 

[2wheel]

Marvelous, superb, hot, exciting. Keep it cumming! Please mistress.

 

[Chet6115]

That was very hot! Please write more! Would love to read more!

 

[duke9555]

...........

 

[Colonel79]

part 2 of your story

damn t hat is hot. He is a lucky guy. I'd love to hear further adventures. If you ever get a chance, rent "animal instincts" for great voyeurism. very hot couples film

 

[uscavsct]

Oh I so agree! I think your hubby is ready for the next step too. (After you guys talk it out a little of course). Can't wait to hear more! Thank you!!!