********** AMY **********

When Julian and I got married, we were both virgins. I knew I was, and Julian never answered me when I asked. But on our first night, our wedding night, Julian’s dick just touched my pussy and he came. Instantly. So I’m pretty sure he was one, too. 

We were married a couple of years before Julian started talking about introducing new partners, um, new sex partners. My reaction was, “No way in hell am I going to let you screw other women.” That stopped Julian for a couple of years until he found out about cuckolding. Well, we both found out about it, and he fantasized about that instead.

The stories mostly left me cold, but then, when I searched the internet about cuckolding, I found a few sites and forums about cuckolds and their wives, with posts from cucks and some from wives that gave me a different perspective. I joined secretly and made some friends, female friends. The women I met, most of them at least, talked about how liberating cuckolding their husbands had been for them. 

It was eye-opening for me, especially when I made contact with AdventureSeeker85. She’s been cuckolding her husband for ten years and has him trained to submit to her and her lovers. Her stories were so arousing I was trying to picture Julian in them, with a transforming result. I completely changed. I started imagining him in some of the scenarios I was being told by the women. It was notable that the stories the men were telling didn’t always match the ones the women were sharing privately.

A-S-85 was especially graphic, and we became friends. She shared several notable experiences she’d had over the years and encouraged me to try it. The one that changed me was her first time; her first time cuckolding her husband, Brady. Brady had broached the idea of adding a woman to their sex, which she shot down. Then there were some discussions from Brady about watching her with another man, cuckolding.

Six months later, they were skiing at Heavenly Valley when Brady hurt his ankle and they were at a restaurant with music and dancing. AdventureSeeker85 was dancing by herself when another man started dancing with her. When the music turned slow, they continued dancing until she went to their table with Declan in tow. Yes; he was black, big, and strong-looking, and she introduced Declan to Brady, her husband. 

She told Brady, “I think you need to go back to the cabin to rest your ankle, Brady. Declan can bring me home, okay?” 

This is where my arousal started. She was kicking her husband home while she was staying, dancing with this black guy, and he let her do it.

After he left, they danced a while when she—I couldn’t believe this—she sent a text to her husband.

Hi, honey, you wanted to add to our sex partners, remember? Well, I’m adding Declan, but don’t think this allows you the same privileges. We’re going to his room and I’ll send pictures. I’m not sure when I’ll be back at our cabin. Ha, before we leave for home at least. 

She included a face emoji with a halo.

When I was reading this, I started leaking juices, and my nipples were as hard as bullets. I couldn’t believe anyone could get away with this, but god, could I do that? Had he opened the door with his discussion about watching her? It wasn’t totally out of the blue. 

As she told it, she sent a picture to Brady of her entering his room and then a second one of her partially undressed standing next to the bed. The third picture was of her completely naked, lying spread out on the bed. She sent a fourth video later of his black dick in her pussy. It was a closeup, showing his cock in her, thrusting, fucking her. 

My initial reaction was it was disgusting, but that gave way to thinking it had to be erotic for Brady to watch. When she shared Brady’s reaction,—he ejaculated in his trousers—I almost did too.

She shared the emotions she’d felt. Well, there was fear, fear that this might ruin their marriage. Power, because Brady had submitted to her and Declan. Anticipation, because it would be the first time being fucked by a strange cock. 

As I was reading this, I was sitting back in my chair with my panties on the floor and my fingers caressing my clitoris. I was picturing myself in the room with Rod, God Rod, and I was being undressed. The image of Rod licking my pussy, licking my clit drove me over the edge and I came. 

He was renowned in my office for screwing both the single and married women and making them scream.

Is this what it’d be like if I cuckold Julian? That orgasm was mind-shattering.

I had to get away from my computer and come down. By that time, Julian was home, and I didn’t get back to reading until the next day. 

Can I do something like AdvantureSeeker85? Will Julian react the same way? Do I want to? God yes, if what I felt, just thinking about Rod was an example, the real thing might, I couldn't imagine. 

Thinking I could increase Julian’s interest, I alluded to his cuckolding conversations, and I suggested cuckold fantasies of my own. There were some Lush Stories by keylime3.14159 that emphasized things that excited cuckolds. I stashed the Cuckold Pleasures stories on the main home computer like I’d been reading them. I didn’t get much of an intelligible response, but it was a start.

When I was sure Julian was asleep, I slipped out of bed to continue reading the posts by A-S-85.

When I got to her e-mail and studied the pictures she’d sent her husband, I could barely imagine what Brady was feeling. 

This is incredible; she’s treating cuckolding him as inevitable to her husband. She’s fucking Declan, and he has to accept it. Even more incredible, he did. The photos show her arousal, especially the third one. It showed her nipples hard, swollen and her lips clearly, aggressively kissed. The video she sent had to drive him to lose it, watching.

I read on and she described what happened. Declan wasn’t in any hurry to consummate the cuckolding. That’s what she called it—consummate the cuckolding.

They spent over an hour kissing, sucking, and biting each other all over. According to AdventureSeeker85, she had marks all over her tits, stomach and ass. When he was ready, he guided her through exactly what he was going to do to her, each step of the way. 

He forced her hands over her head and god; he didn’t even tie them there; but only told her not to move them. She was bound by his commands, not physically. 

She was in bed with a man, a black man, not her husband, and she knew he was going to put his cock in her. He was going to, hell, his cock was going to release his cum inside her; he’d be only the second man to ever do that. 

The tension was driving her crazy. She knew she shouldn’t, but realized she wanted it. She knew it was too late to stop it. 

When she felt his cock touch her, she practically lifted herself off the bed. 

According to her, she screamed until he filled her cunt. Again, she used the word cunt—I didn’t add it—she said the word cunt. Her climax was beyond anything she’d imagined possible. I had to stop there; I had to go back to bed and fuck Julian. 

Back in the bedroom, Julian was asleep, well, until I started kissing him. My first kisses were tentative, open mouth kisses, and I moved them to his neck and shoulders. I was starting down Julian’s chest when I suddenly found myself on the bottom with his tongue on my clit. From then on, he was fucking me. It was glorious. 

Do I need any other lovers? Isn’t Julian enough? I’ll have to think about it.

It was several days before I could get a message to her. Well, lunchtime at least.

What happened then? What was Brady’s reaction when you got back to the cabin? Are you still seeing Declan? 

A couple of days later, I got a reply.

Well, When I got back to our cabin, Declan and I’d screwed twice and I was exhausted. Brady was still up, waiting for me. He kissed me, and I decided I wanted him to know I’d cuckolded him; so I wanted to, well, what I did was make him lick my pussy, dripping Declan's cum. 

It’s awesome, JustThinking89. Brady was so cute, licking Declan’s cum. That aroused him enough; he came while he was doing it. That was heady, making Brady cum like that. Declan and I got together a few more times up at Heavenly and we even skied together once. 

Have you picked a lover? Do you have someone who’s cock you’d like to try? Sometimes I wish I’d done it that way. 

I answered her, saying, “Not yet.” While picturing Rod in my mind. 

Am I just thinking about it? Julian talked about expanding our sex partners; ha, he’s even fantasized about being cuckolded. Can I do what AdventureSeeker85 did? Do I want to? 

Rod doesn’t talk about his seductions; it’s the girls, the women that talk. The consensus is, Rod is a lover beyond compare, and he doesn’t kiss and tell.

Do I want to be naked under Rod, feeling his cock touching me; touching, uh, what? My pussy or my cunt? Do I want to feel his cock fucking me? Hell, yes. I want to feel him nutting in me; release his sperm inside me. Watching his face when he’s cumming, that will be the ultimate high.

The next night, at dinner, I told Julian. “When you talked about, um, I think the phrase you used was ‘expanding our sex partners’ and I said no way. Well, you’ve, um, fantasized about watching me. I will not let you fuck around. Julian, but cuckolding you…maybe. I don’t think I can let you watch, but rather, let you know it’s happening; I’m being fucked” 

My comment dropped like a rock into a deep pond without a sound or ripple. 

He didn’t react when I brought up him watching and I’m not sure I want him to watch if I, um, what? Screw Rod? I think I’d prefer to do it without him watching; like AdventureSeeker85 did to Brady. Do I want it enough to risk just doing it? He didn’t say no though, did he? Is that the same as yes?

I received a text from AdventureSeeker85. 

Hi just checking in. Are you making progress in joining the Life-Style? I’d love to have you as a sister cuckoldress. I can tell you, the first time you feel a new cock in you, fucking you, cuming in you, is life-changing! Go, girl.

The next day, at work, I invited Rod to lunch at Pietro’s. I hadn’t decided, exactly, but halfway through lunch I broached the idea. It turned out her text helped me, um, decide.

“Um, Rod, Julian has talked about opening, um, our marriage, but no way am I going to let him fuck around, but I’m thinking, contemplating about adding partners from my side. 

“If I do, I’ve decided on you; if you’d be willing? Um, you’ve flirted, um, suggested you’d be willing …” my voice trailed off.

I saw him brighten at that and he replied, “You want me to be your first? I’d love to, um, yes.” He reached for my hand and kissed the palm.

“I’m still not sure,” I said. “Not completely sure yet, Rod, but…”

I’m not sure, right? My nipples are hard, and I feel my juices leaking from, um, my cunt. God, it’ll be my cunt if I go through with this. I can practically feel his cock in me right now.

“So, Amy, you’re going to cuckold him? This will be the first of many times, is that right? It’s not just a one-time thing?” 

I nodded, and Rod continued, “That sounds like fun.” He grinned at me, before saying, “I always enjoy being someone’s first. It’s wonderful for them—the wives—and that makes it wonderful for me. How are you intending…?”

And I told him what I intended. How I make Julian drive us to the restaurant and meet him there; how Rod becomes my date, holding my hand and kissing me. After dinner, Rod and I dance together with Julian, watching. After a few dances, I send Julian home, so Rod and I are alone.

Now we need to find out if I can do it; act like A-S-85.

At dinner, I told Julian about Rod and what I intended to happen.

“You’re intending… Amy, um, me to let you…” he stopped talking.

“Don’t act surprised, Julian.” I said, “You want me to. What’s happening Friday is you’re at home and imagining Rod and me…um, together.” I paused and added, “I know you said you wanted to watch, but… that sounds uncomfortable and inhibiting, too.”

I took a deep breath and continued, “You and I‘ve talked about it before, me cuckolding you with someone. You understand what that means; well, I’m going to do it this Friday, um, with Rod from work.”

I stared at him, and then said, “I want it to be, um, the way I’ve planned it, but all your talk has made me want—God, Julian, I want to fuck him. I do. ”

Looking at him, I saw he seemed dazed. I kissed him and said, “Jules, I w-want you to agree and m-more than that, honey, I w-want you to…” I had to stop and take a breath. “I want you to tell Rod it’s okay. Julian, please.”

He tried to say something but couldn’t get it out. 

********** JULIAN **********

She’s serious about it; she intends to fuck Rod. God, Rod, I’ve met him before. He’s—his cock is going to be in Amy’s, Amy’s vagina, pussy. He’s going to fuck her. I told her I wanted to watch someone else with her. Fuck her.

But she’s planning on me taking them to dinner. She wants me to pay for their dinner and know he, they’re going to fuck, and I’d be home, alone, with my imagination. 

Even worse, Amy wants me to give him my blessings. God, it’s hurting. Can I do it for Amy? I’ve created a nightmare for myself. If she does it this Friday—cuckolds me—this is not the only time she’s going to do it. Once she’s done it; the second time’s easier 

That night, I just took her, saying, “I’m not just a cuck Amy. I’m not.” I mixed that with a lot of other words like “There” “Spread your legs” and “I’m fucking you”. It was an attempt at pre-reclaiming her before she fucked Rod. 

My cock is in Amy, and I realize I am going to give her to Rod to screw. I‘m taking her to Minnies, so he can screw her. So Rod can cuckold me, and I’m helping it happen. 

Friday, I gave her a bath when I got home; I trimmed her pubic hair tight; and used my razor to clean up the edges. Then she got dressed for him. My cock was hard and leaking cum the whole time.

We were in the car driving to Minnies, and I was having trouble breathing, much less talking. 

She’s dressed in her fanciest blue outfit with silver accents, and wearing her special heels, bought especially for the dress. Amy’d put perfume in places that she’d never done for me. Places that Rod would only have access to when he had her naked on his bed. I must want it to happen; I want to be Amy’s cuckold.

Amy was as quiet as I was on the drive, although I could tell she was quiet from anticipating tonight. She’s picturing the same images as I am but with excitement instead of apprehension.

When we arrived, we sat there a moment, before she said, “I love you, Julian, but when we go in; I’m with Rod. He’s going to be my lover; he can kiss me, hold my hand, and touch me. You can’t. From the moment we see Rod, he’s my lover and you’re my cuckold.” Then I heard her whisper to herself, “Amy, you're doing it. You’re going to let Rod’s cock fuck you.” I think I was using mostly lip-reading. 

Hell, it’s starting the second we walk in. This is what she wants, and I agreed. She’s his until I get her home; maybe even after that.

********** AMY **********

When we were on our way to Minnies, Julian was as quiet as I was. Neither of us said a word; I was terrified it was a mistake but was also excited with anticipation. 

AdventureSeeker85 had convinced me the danger was worth it. The rewards of having a lover, besides Julian, would be extraordinary. Feeling my new lover's cock entering my vagina, my pussy, would blow my mind, like it did hers. 

When we arrived, I kissed Julian and said, “I love you, Julian, but when we go in; I’m with Rod. He’s going to be my lover; he can kiss me, hold my hand, and touch me.” I paused before adding, “Tonight he is going to… we’re going to cuckold you, Julian.”

I could barely get that out without stammering. I have to quit dithering. This is it; going inside is committing me to screw Rod. He loves fucking married women; especially for their first, um, extramarital experience. This isn’t special to him the way it’ll be for Julian and me. I am going to do it, and I am going to do it with Rod. 

I strode to the entrance, and Julian opened the door for me. Inside, I saw Rod at a table. When we approached Rod, he stood and shook Julian’s hand and he said, “Thanks for bringing Amy to me. She’s mine now. Well, until sometime tomorrow, at least.” Rod smiled at Julian and added, “Did you want to say something?”

Julian looked at me and then at Rod, “Rod, that’s right Rod? We all know why we’re here. I’m letting you know that, ah, whatever Amy wants, you can do. I want you to… Hell, I want you to cuckold me tonight. You’re going to take her to your home and, yes, screw her. I’m telling you to cuckold me.”

I’d never seen him look like that before. It’s like he just learned I’d died, and Rod’s enjoying it. 

He’s starting already; he’s taking control already. I belong to Rod already. He’s humiliating Julian starting here. This is some of what AdventureSeeker85 talked about. The rush she got from making Brian submit. God, she was right. The power is turning me on. I can feel my vagina leaking and my breasts, my nipples hurt, they’re so engorged.

Rod kissed me; not like a husband greeting his wife, but rather like a lover kissing his inamorata. The people watching must know something is happening here. They know we’re lovers, Rod and me, and Julian’s being cuckolded.

His humiliation is turning me on, but also turning me off. My mind wants to rebel, but my body is responding. God, my body is winning. I want more, more. I can barely wait to feel Rod’s cock. It’s just like she said. “The anticipation is intoxicating.”

We sat at the table, me next to Rod, where he continued to show his dominance. He held my hand, touched my face, and kissed me often. I could see Julian’s pain; he was retreating into a trance where Rod’s dominance quit affecting him. 

He was retreating while I came deeper under his control. I imagined the feel of his cock at the entrance of my… vagina, slowly pushing in, and then fully in. I was more and more under his control. 

When we finished dinner, Rod said to Julian, “I’ll bring Amy back when we’re through. It’ll be an occasion she’ll never forget.” 

After I stood, I leaned over to Julian and gave him a goodby kiss. I looked back and saw him about to collapse.

********** JULIAN **********

I sat there long enough to be sure they’d left before I paid the bill. When our waitress came and picked up the check and card, he saw her hesitate, before saying, “Rod and his date have left again, early, huh?” 

“You know him? Is that right?”

“He regularly meets a woman and her husband and leaves with the wife and not the husband. Most of the employees know what’s happening; I wonder why the husband is okay with it, though.”

“I’m not sure, um, Marilyn, that’s your name, Marylyn?”

“Well, while I’m here, at least.”

“Okay Marilyn, uh in my case, because my wife wanted this to happen. And, um, I decided I couldn’t stop it. I couldn’t stop it and I love my wife, and so…”

I could feel the tears trying to let go, so I followed Marilyn to the register, signed the tab, picked up my card, and left before breaking down. 

I didn’t break down until I was in our car. 

She’s on her way to Rod’s, and I don’t even know where that is. Amy intends to… God, fuck him, cuckold me. He loved to rub my nose in it, humiliate me; and Amy let him. 

I calmed down enough so I could drive back home. 

At home, I was almost paralyzed, and for a couple of hours, all I could do was sit in my chair crying off and on. I finally got up, realizing that Rod had already cuckolded me, once at least. Went to bed and fell asleep. Yeh, right, I dozed a bit, cried a bit, and imagined what they were doing. 

A cuckold, that’s what I am, Amy’s cuckold. I allowed it to happen; more than that, I’d wanted it to happen. Julian, you’re home picturing Amy with Rod’s cock. No, stop here. I can’t.

I can’t, but I can’t stop picturing Amy with his cock. Hell, his cock and Amy’s coming on it. She’s screaming with his cock in her. God, I’m cuming. I’m cuming, just picturing them. Shit!

********** AMY **********

The employees were looking at me like they knew what was happening. I realized that this must be common when he had a new husband to cuckold. It made me feel disgusting, but the rush from what I was doing, and the anticipation I had from what AdventureSeeker85 had told me, overwhelmed everything. I had to finish this; I had to feel Rod fuck me. On the way to his home, he stopped on a dark street, and we started making out. It was as exciting as making out at seventeen in a car. Rod was caressing my tits and then kissed them. Knowing this was just a prelude to Rod screwing me was exhilarating.

He started the car with his hand on my tit and finished driving to his house. When he got there, he guided me to the front door and asked me, “Here or inside on my bed?”

I wanted him so badly, I almost asked for it there at the door, but I could get out, “Rod, I want to be on a bed, when I’m, God, when I’m feeling your cock the first time. Please take me, fuck me on your bed. Take your time, so I can savor the sensations while your cock, Rod… your cock is slipping inside, screwing me. That’s what I want, Rod, please.”

I need it the way she did the first time. The way AdventureSeeker85 cuckolded Brian for the first time. Please, Rod. Please.

He hesitated, and I was thinking he might still just fuck me at the front door. If he asked me to again, I knew I’d let him.

Instead, he opened the door and led me to his bedroom where he started undressing us both, step by step, one piece of clothing at a time. Each time he removed a piece of clothing; he stopped to caress me. His hand on my skin was a little rough when my blouse came off; he just touched the tips of my breasts before moving to my shoulders and stomach. I was just making noises and writhing under his ministrations. My noises were getting louder and louder. I was trying to do the same for Rod, but he continued to stop me. I’d gotten his shirts off and finally unbuttoned his trousers. And I forced my hand inside them, searching for his cock. I said, “I want to touch your cock, Rod. Please, I want to see it and touch it.” I moaned when his hand slipped beneath my bra and squeezed my breasts. The roughness of his fingertips touching my sensitive skin there was arousing me, and I unzipped his trousers and reached and touched his cock. That first touch made me force his trousers down and I peeled his boxers down and exposed his cock.

It looks magnificent, Amy; his cock’s going to be fucking me, screwing me. It’s going to feel glorious when he’s inserting it in my… God, my vagina? My pussy? Or is it my cunt? God, when my lover’s cock is in it; it has to be my cunt. It’s a progression, isn't it? A virgin girl has a vagina; an experienced or married woman has a pussy; when my lover’s cock takes me, it’s my cunt.

I closed my eyes and focused on feeling Rod’s hands. They moved from my tits to my stomach and when he touched my clit; I realized he’d completely undressed me. His mouth was possessing mine. And I reveled in being completely naked for him.

“Rod, your cock; I want to taste it.”

It was a compulsion to put his cock in my mouth. I fought to turn so I could reach it, and put it sucked on it. I could taste the precum on the tip, and loved doing it. 

“Rod, I’ve never…sucked a cock before. You’re my lover, not my husband, and it’s different. It’s so different; now, I understand why women do things for their lovers they won’t for their husbands. I want to do slutty things for you. Make me your slut. Make me do things I’ve never done. Please.”

That feels wonderful, saying that. Rod, don’t be afraid to force me to do things, Rod, make me your slut. I want to be depraved for you.

I resumed sucking his cock until Rod wrenched me off his cock, saying, “On your back, Amy, I’m going to fuck you now. We’re going to cuckold Julian.”

He forced my legs apart and licked my clit, and he moved over me. His cock was touching me and slowly positioned so he could insert his cock. Slowly incrementally, it touched my entrance, and I felt the tip pushing in.

It was as breathtaking as AdventureSeeker85, said it was. I am holding my breath, focusing on the sensations; now I am seeing he’s touching me with his cock, and I’m watching it slowly disappear inside me.

I let my breath out and whispered, “Rod, you’re fucking me, your cock; it’s inside me.”

I couldn’t stay still; I kept arching up when he was pushing into me, trying to get his cock as deep as I could. Rod whispered, “I’m fucking you, Amy. I’m cucking Julian. It’s wonderful. Amy’s loving it.” Louder he said, “AMY, please, tell me what we’re doing; tell me you’re loving cuckolding Julian.”

It was intoxicating, fucking Rod. I had my eyes closed for most of the time, and I replied, “Rod, we’re fucking. You’re screwing me. We’re cuckolding Julian, and it’s… Rod, it’s fabulous. It's more than I believed possible.” I reached Rod’s head and pulled his mouth to mine and I had my tongue invading his mouth. I arched up when he gave a violent thrust, and I felt him release his cum into my cunt. I screamed, “God, yes, my cunt!” 

Rod yelled, “I’m coming in you! Julian is our cuckold now.”

We both collapsed and held each other; My hand touching his cock. Rod was holding my, um, breasts, no, my tits. I heard Rod murmur, “Amy, it’s always like this making someone a cuckold, the first time."

When I felt it harden again, I wanted to do one more thing. I wanted to be Rod’s slut. Do something more I’d never done for Julian. I moved so I could get his cock in my mouth again. And I could taste his cum and something else, the juices from my cunt. 

It was exactly what I wanted, to be depraved. I was sucking on it and then moved one hand and caressed his taint. That was arousing him again, and then I put two fingers in his ass and fucked it. He tensed and his cock started throbbing, and he came, spurting his cum into my mouth. It was wicked, just what I wanted, feeling and tasting his come. I savored it, absorbing the taste sensation in my memory, and then I swallowed it.

There, I’ve completed it; I’ve fucked Rod, but more than just fucking, Rod and I’d done things Julian and I’d never done. Knowing I’ve been his slut, Rod’s slut, and I loved it. I’d done what AdventureSeeker85 had, and it was as life-changing as she said. 

I sent a text message to AdventureSeeker85.

Hi AdventureSeeker85, I just did it. I fucked my lover, and then I sucked his cock and swallowed his cum. We’re still in bed. 

I want to know what’s the next step.

JustThinking89