I've been asked a few times about how I got started in the lifestyle by a few of you, so I figured it may be best to take you down the rabbit hole all together.
First off, my name is Heather, I'm 27 years old from a quiet southern town in the US. I married my high school sweetheart 5 years ago and have loved every day of it. However, our marriage did change in December of last year when I finally turned what was only innocent internal fantasy into very real, very intense, and very intentional cuckolding.
It all started at my husband's office Christmas party 9 months ago. I have been to several of these parties as his "eye candy" and they never cease to bore. But I'm a good wife and having a young sexy thing to bring to a work function never hurts his image, so I go and always wear something classy and flattering.
This year was no different. Even though I have bright red hair, I can actually pull of red pretty well. I decided to wear a one shoulder skin tight red cocktail dress with a fairly high neck. What this dress lacked in cleavage it more than made up for in length. It did cover my ass, but were it not for the black tights I was wearing anytime I sat down my cheeks would have been flush with the chair.
We arrived at the party fashionably late but in plenty of time to play the eye-rolling "games" the Vice President had prepared. They were always silly party games that look fun online but in reality are just awkward and annoying. After dinner I start to hit the open bar and become a bit more talkative. It wasn't long before Ty came over and started talking to me.
"I know I haven't seen you around before." he said to me from behind. His deep voice was smooth and masculine. I turned around, Bourbon almost empty, and knew I was in trouble right away. Ty was over 6ft tall, exquisitely dressed, and had light mocha skin that little pale white girls all across the country dream of.
"Oh - yes this is my first time coming." I said biting my lip subconsciously. I couldn't muster another word out - my mind had immediately raced to an adulterous paradise where he just took me right there at the bar.
"You can't work for us. I know I would have remembered someone as fine as you babygirl". He still calls me his babygirl to this day - I feel so feminine and submissive when he does that.
"Oh no, my husband does. He's.... Right over there." I say pointing to the man I pledged my loyalty to just a few years ago.
"Shit. Ain't no way you're his girl. Nah. Nah I don't believe it. You're way to fine babygirl." he placed his hand on my arm as I giggled and pulled my hair back over my ear.
I told Ty that is was nice to meet him and walked away, but not before giving him a cheeky little wink knowing he was staring at my ass as I walked away.
After I had a couple more drinks Ty came up to my husband and asked him if he'd ever seen the rest of the Country Club we were at. The club was owned by the same person who owned the company Ty and my husband worked for. Every year they have several company events there and even though we weren't members, many employees felt like the club was their "satellite office" and knew it well. My husband was new to this company though and didn't mind getting out of the painfully tacky party to walk around a bit.
We all three start to make our exit from the ballroom and Ty starts talking about all the different things that they've done at the club. Times drinking st the golf course, or landing large clients at strip clubs before capping the night off in the cigar rooom where we found ourselves.
The room was straight out of a scene from Mad Men. A brown leather sofa with four large leather chairs next to a log fire took up the space in the room. Sitting on the far wall was a fully stocked bar which Ty immediately helped himself to.
"Yall want anything." He asked, facing away from the rest of the room. I couldn't help but partake in one more drink. After we all started settling down Ty sat on the far end of the sofa and my husband sat across the room in one of the chairs. I couldn't help it... I decided to go over to Ty and rest my tiny little ass on the arm of the sofa facing my husband. It didn't take but a few minutes for Ty's hand to make it onto my hip, holding me, like I was his own.
I caught my husband's eye right when it happened and briefly shook my head no, keeping him in his seat.
"So Ty - do you have a girlfreind?" I mustered up the courage to ask.
"Oh no - Haven't found the right girl yet." he answered be for speaking up again. "Plus, I don't know if this is right crowd but, the idea of monogamy... It just ain't for me ya know?"
I bit my lip one last time before looking at my husband. He'll deny ever "approving" what I did, but I knew he wasn't going to stop me. I stood up, my heels clicking on the hardwood floor. I hiked up my dress above my hips and straddled Ty whispering in his ear. "Just because your married - doesn't mean you can't have fun."
He immediately removed the rest of my dress and my bare chest was ******* right in front of him. I didn't hear a peep out of my husband except for the squeaking of the leather chair he was frozen to.
Ty's tongue immediate reached my tits and before I knew what was happening I felt his cock grow between my nylon covered legs. We made out for a few minutes before he put his hands in my shoulders forcing me onto my knees beneath him as he pulled his pants down.
I watch porn. I know big cocks exist. I know my husband is actually pretty small, but that has never stopped us from having a good sex life. But Ty - Ty's cock was what you only see in porn. Thick. Smooth. And rock fucking hard. My mouth wasn't used to a man of his size, but I wasn't about to show my intimidation. I gripped the base of his cock and wrapped my pretty red lips around the rest, moaning and vibrating his cock as I did.
To call is cock worshiping might be a stretch... But he and I both knew I wasnt going to stop until he was taken care of. I looked Ty in the eyes with his cock down my throat, forgetting my husband just a few feet away, and silently begged him to fuck me. "Get up" were the only words out of his mouth.
I do as told, removing my tights and stilettos only to straddle him once more. I reach behind and grab is soaking wet cock and guide it between my legs. As I lowered myself down on him, I felt the sting of his hand come cracking down on my ass. He fucked me for a blissfully long time before turning me around, facing my husband for the first time since I was fully clothed. I look him right in the eye as I sit back on his coworkers cock.
After countless orgasms and endless smacks on my pale married ass, Ty forces be back to the ground. He pulls out his cum covered cock and shoots load after load onto my face. I rub my clit furiously as he degrades both me and my husband all in one act.
He rested his cock on my face and told me to pick up my tights. I rubbed the cum off my face with them and gave them to Ty per his request.
I went back to the party *****, fucked, and with a tiny dress with nothing to cover my legs. I'm not sure who all knew for a fact that I had been used like a ********** just a few hundred yards away but one thing was for sure. I knew. Ty knew. And my husband knew.
First off, my name is Heather, I'm 27 years old from a quiet southern town in the US. I married my high school sweetheart 5 years ago and have loved every day of it. However, our marriage did change in December of last year when I finally turned what was only innocent internal fantasy into very real, very intense, and very intentional cuckolding.
It all started at my husband's office Christmas party 9 months ago. I have been to several of these parties as his "eye candy" and they never cease to bore. But I'm a good wife and having a young sexy thing to bring to a work function never hurts his image, so I go and always wear something classy and flattering.
This year was no different. Even though I have bright red hair, I can actually pull of red pretty well. I decided to wear a one shoulder skin tight red cocktail dress with a fairly high neck. What this dress lacked in cleavage it more than made up for in length. It did cover my ass, but were it not for the black tights I was wearing anytime I sat down my cheeks would have been flush with the chair.
We arrived at the party fashionably late but in plenty of time to play the eye-rolling "games" the Vice President had prepared. They were always silly party games that look fun online but in reality are just awkward and annoying. After dinner I start to hit the open bar and become a bit more talkative. It wasn't long before Ty came over and started talking to me.
"I know I haven't seen you around before." he said to me from behind. His deep voice was smooth and masculine. I turned around, Bourbon almost empty, and knew I was in trouble right away. Ty was over 6ft tall, exquisitely dressed, and had light mocha skin that little pale white girls all across the country dream of.
"Oh - yes this is my first time coming." I said biting my lip subconsciously. I couldn't muster another word out - my mind had immediately raced to an adulterous paradise where he just took me right there at the bar.
"You can't work for us. I know I would have remembered someone as fine as you babygirl". He still calls me his babygirl to this day - I feel so feminine and submissive when he does that.
"Oh no, my husband does. He's.... Right over there." I say pointing to the man I pledged my loyalty to just a few years ago.
"Shit. Ain't no way you're his girl. Nah. Nah I don't believe it. You're way to fine babygirl." he placed his hand on my arm as I giggled and pulled my hair back over my ear.
I told Ty that is was nice to meet him and walked away, but not before giving him a cheeky little wink knowing he was staring at my ass as I walked away.
After I had a couple more drinks Ty came up to my husband and asked him if he'd ever seen the rest of the Country Club we were at. The club was owned by the same person who owned the company Ty and my husband worked for. Every year they have several company events there and even though we weren't members, many employees felt like the club was their "satellite office" and knew it well. My husband was new to this company though and didn't mind getting out of the painfully tacky party to walk around a bit.
We all three start to make our exit from the ballroom and Ty starts talking about all the different things that they've done at the club. Times drinking st the golf course, or landing large clients at strip clubs before capping the night off in the cigar rooom where we found ourselves.
The room was straight out of a scene from Mad Men. A brown leather sofa with four large leather chairs next to a log fire took up the space in the room. Sitting on the far wall was a fully stocked bar which Ty immediately helped himself to.
"Yall want anything." He asked, facing away from the rest of the room. I couldn't help but partake in one more drink. After we all started settling down Ty sat on the far end of the sofa and my husband sat across the room in one of the chairs. I couldn't help it... I decided to go over to Ty and rest my tiny little ass on the arm of the sofa facing my husband. It didn't take but a few minutes for Ty's hand to make it onto my hip, holding me, like I was his own.
I caught my husband's eye right when it happened and briefly shook my head no, keeping him in his seat.
"So Ty - do you have a girlfreind?" I mustered up the courage to ask.
"Oh no - Haven't found the right girl yet." he answered be for speaking up again. "Plus, I don't know if this is right crowd but, the idea of monogamy... It just ain't for me ya know?"
I bit my lip one last time before looking at my husband. He'll deny ever "approving" what I did, but I knew he wasn't going to stop me. I stood up, my heels clicking on the hardwood floor. I hiked up my dress above my hips and straddled Ty whispering in his ear. "Just because your married - doesn't mean you can't have fun."
He immediately removed the rest of my dress and my bare chest was ******* right in front of him. I didn't hear a peep out of my husband except for the squeaking of the leather chair he was frozen to.
Ty's tongue immediate reached my tits and before I knew what was happening I felt his cock grow between my nylon covered legs. We made out for a few minutes before he put his hands in my shoulders forcing me onto my knees beneath him as he pulled his pants down.
I watch porn. I know big cocks exist. I know my husband is actually pretty small, but that has never stopped us from having a good sex life. But Ty - Ty's cock was what you only see in porn. Thick. Smooth. And rock fucking hard. My mouth wasn't used to a man of his size, but I wasn't about to show my intimidation. I gripped the base of his cock and wrapped my pretty red lips around the rest, moaning and vibrating his cock as I did.
To call is cock worshiping might be a stretch... But he and I both knew I wasnt going to stop until he was taken care of. I looked Ty in the eyes with his cock down my throat, forgetting my husband just a few feet away, and silently begged him to fuck me. "Get up" were the only words out of his mouth.
I do as told, removing my tights and stilettos only to straddle him once more. I reach behind and grab is soaking wet cock and guide it between my legs. As I lowered myself down on him, I felt the sting of his hand come cracking down on my ass. He fucked me for a blissfully long time before turning me around, facing my husband for the first time since I was fully clothed. I look him right in the eye as I sit back on his coworkers cock.
After countless orgasms and endless smacks on my pale married ass, Ty forces be back to the ground. He pulls out his cum covered cock and shoots load after load onto my face. I rub my clit furiously as he degrades both me and my husband all in one act.
He rested his cock on my face and told me to pick up my tights. I rubbed the cum off my face with them and gave them to Ty per his request.
I went back to the party *****, fucked, and with a tiny dress with nothing to cover my legs. I'm not sure who all knew for a fact that I had been used like a ********** just a few hundred yards away but one thing was for sure. I knew. Ty knew. And my husband knew.
