My name is Kent, and I met my wife, Megan, a year after I graduated from college and moved to Huntington, West Virginia for a job in healthcare administration. She graduated from a community college in the area and was working as an accounting clerk. We dated for two years and were married when I was twenty-five and she was twenty-three.

I dated several girls in high school and college and was active sexually, especially loving oral sex, but Megan comes from a religious family, and we didn’t even kiss until the fifth date. It was worth it though, when after becoming engaged after dating for one year I got my hands on her melon-sized, wide-rooted, 34DD breasts.

She was still a virgin until our wedding night, and after that, she was horny all the time. She didn’t have anything to compare my rather average five-and-a-half-inch dick too, so she loved fucking me, as well as loving oral sex, when I ate her out both before and after we fucked.

Megan is a beautiful and sexy girl, and at a petite five feet and two inches tall, weighing one hundred and seventeen pounds when we were married, and with her brown hair and eyes, she looks amazingly like the actress, Jennifer Love Hewitt, except with even larger breasts.

Settling into Married Life and Gaining a New Friend

I didn’t have the benefit of living in my hometown of Louisville, Kentucky, where I have a large group of good friends, but after we moved into a home, we were lucky to become good friends with several of the married couples in our cul-de-sac. Our next-door neighbors are Damon and Brenda, and they became our best friends.

We partied with the other young couples, with Megan making up for lost time drinking alcohol, since she didn’t drink before we were married. She let herself go, getting drunk at parties, and even just the two of us at home enjoyed drinking and becoming inebriated. That was good for me because we learned that she gets horny when she’s drinking, even when just slightly inebriated, and we always had good sex at home after the parties.

Megan was twenty-six when we decided to start trying to get her pregnant, and our beautiful daughter was born one year later. It was a difficult pregnancy for her, though, and we had to abstain from sex for the last four months of her pregnancy, and then another four months after giving birth.

Damon and I had become incredibly good friends by then, and we’d sometimes help each other with projects around our homes and yards. I don’t think it’s that unusual for men to complain to other men about their love lives at home, even if kiddingly, especially after they have a few beers. One Saturday morning, three months after I had been cut off fucking Megan, we were drinking beer out in his work shed working on his lawn mower.

I said, “Damn, Damon, things are getting a little tense for me right now. I’ve been cutoff a home due to Megan’s pregnancy. Did you have that problem when Brenda was pregnant, and if so, how did you handle it?”

He replied, “Sorry, old buddy, that’s pretty tough, especially with a hot fucking wife like Megan. But, yeah, there were a few months when I was cut off, but not as early in Brenda’s pregnancy as you’ve been. I’m a little embarrassed to admit this, but I resorted to going to some porn sites for whacking material, and that got me through it.”

It wasn’t unusual for us to make flattering and sometimes suggestive comments about each other’s wives, and what he said about Megan didn’t bother me. So, I said, “Well, Brenda’s hot as fuck too. Now, this might be a little personal to ask, but which porn sites did you go to, and what did you look at for whacking material?”

Damon paused as he thought about how to answer me, and then said, “Believe it or not, I had never looked a porn before that. So, I just experimented going to a few different websites, first looking at photos of nude women and videos of mostly straight sex. Then I found out that it was more arousing to read stories, so I could immerse myself in the characters and identify with them. I really learned a lot of new shit reading those stories.”

I had never been to porn sites either, and I asked, “What types of stories did you like the most, just those with straight sex and husbands and wives fucking?”

He seemed a little embarrassed when he answered, “No, well, uh, one of the things I learned about is cuckolds, who are basically men who encourage and sometimes participate in other men fucking their wives.”

I had never heard of that, and said, “No shit, Damon. Tell me more about it?”

He responded, “I don’t really feel that comfortable getting into this with you, but it’s basically about men who like to be submissive to and humiliated by their wives and her lovers, and they sometimes clean their wives pussies with their mouths after their fucked, and some even suck her lovers’ cocks. Part of the humiliation is that the husbands are being portrayed as having small dicks, while the wife’s lovers have big cocks, and the cuckolds get off on watching their wives being fucked and inseminated.”

I was surprised hearing that, and wanted to tease him a little, so I said, “Holy shit, Damon, that sounds pretty wild. And since you were using those stories for whacking material, does that mean you fantasized about yourself being the cuckold husbands, and watching other men fucking Brenda?”

That struck a nerve, and he punched me in the shoulder, and replied, “Fuck you, Kent. You should know from seeing me at the urinals in bars a few times that I’m very well-hung. So, fuck no, man, I put myself in the place of the studs, who are fucking those wimpy cock suckers’ wives. I imagined them sucking my cum out of their wives’ slutty cunts and then sucking my cock clean.”

The forcefulness of how he replied gave me chills and affected me in a way I didn’t understand at the time. He’s the kind of guy who unfastens and lowers his pants and underwear to his thighs when he pisses, and I remembered seeing his genitals a few times. His uncircumcised cock is thick, has an enormous head, and appeared to be almost seven inches long, and that’s on soft. His testicles are the size of plums and were hanging low in his hairy scrotum.

I didn’t think he was really as upset as he sounded at my suggestion that he took the role of the cuckold husbands, but in an act of contrition, I said, “Okay, okay, Damon, I have seen your junk at the urinals, and can understand why you took the role of the wives’ lovers.”

Then he somewhat kiddingly put me in my place, saying, “And yeah, dipshit, I’ve seen you at the urinals too, and know that it would be a big treat for Megan to experience what I have between my legs.”

It was funny to me that he was continuing with what I thought was his pretend hostility, and I sarcastically said, “Right, Damon, thanks for the offer. But seriously, I know this is really getting personal, but have you ever fucked other men’s wives like in those stories, or even contemplated doing it for real?”

He thought for a few seconds, and then smiled broadly and slapped me on the back, likely to make me think he was kidding, before replying, “No, not yet, Kent, but I sure wouldn’t mind sucking on those big hooters of Megan’s and getting into that sweet, thick-lipped pussy of hers. Shit, man, when she’s wearing those tight yoga pants, her camel toe is fully on display.”

Getting Myself Worked Up and Talking More with Damon

Damon gave me the web addresses of a couple of those porn sites, and I spent the next few days, when I had a little free time, familiarizing myself with them. I did the same as Damon had done, trying to first experience everything, and I found the photos and videos of straight sex to be repetitive.

The cuckold videos got my attention, though, and I enjoyed looking at the husband characters with small dicks, stroking them while watching hung studs fucking their wives. One thing that was a little disturbing at first, is that as much as I tried and wanted to fantasize myself as the studs in the videos, I always ended up feeling simpatico with the cuckold husbands. For the first time in my life, I was attracted to cocks, and began reading and enjoying the bisexual cock sucking stories too.

Part of my tendency to identify with the cuckolds is undoubtedly my smaller dick, which isn’t nearly as thick as Damon’s cock is even on soft. And some of the comments Damon made about the submissive husbands were also ringing true with my personality. I then understood why his forceful comments made me feel somewhat submissive.

Since I immediately identified with the cuckold husbands and cock suckers, I couldn’t help fantasizing that Damon was not just the lover of the wives in the stories, but I was jacking off by fantasizing that he was fucking my wife and I was sucking his cock. On one hand, I knew that I had to be careful talking with Damon about the stories, for fear of revealing my willingness to be submissive, at least in my fantasies, but on the other, I think I almost wanted him to find out.

I was beginning to see Damon in a new light as the forceful, dominant man in those stories, and that’s partially because of his appearance. He’s six feet tall, brawny, weighing about one hundred and ninety-five pounds, and has brown hair and blue eyes. He’s ruggedly handsome and a little roguish in his behavior, looking a lot like the actor, Russel Crowe.

Even with the fear of being exposed for who I really was, I had to find a way to discuss it with him, because of the excitement of the danger of being exposed, and I think I subconsciously wanted to experience for myself the humiliation of Damon talking about the submissive, wimpy cuckolds, in such derogatory terms, and maybe even wanting him to recognize my submissive inclinations.

I continued reading and masturbating to the cuckold stories, but hadn’t had a chance to talk about it further with Damon, since I stopped reading the stories for a couple of months as I experienced the excitement of our daughter being born and the sleepless nights with Megan and the baby at home.

It was three months after our daughter’s birth, and Megan was feeling much better and successfully breastfeeding the baby, before I started thinking about talking with Damon about the stories. Megan’s lactating breasts had grown even larger, with them even stretching out her 34F bras, when I had my first opportunity to bring up the cuckold stories with Damon. And oddly, even though I am orally oriented sexually, I tried suckling her breasts a few times, but then wasn’t into it.

Getting a Taste of Damon

Damon was helping me build some shelves in my garage on a Saturday afternoon, and I said, “I’ve just gotten back to reading those cuckold and other stories again, and you were right about them being great whacking material for a few months for me.”

He said, “That’s great, Kent, and from what Brenda told me, the baby’s three months old now, so you should be able to get back into the saddle soon. And my goodness, man, those milk-filled hooters of hers are enormous now, but still firm, at least from what I could tell by seeing her swaying and jiggling getting out of the car yesterday. I’ll bet you’re having fun with those things.”

As I mentioned before, that kind of teasing wasn’t out of bounds with us, and I lied, embellishing what I was really doing with her breasts, saying, “Yeah, no shit, man, her milk is sweet and plentiful, and I suckle her every night. I love it when I’m feeding from her tits and she rolls over on me and partially smothers me in her massive tit flesh. What a fucking way to go.”

Damon didn’t even try to hide that he was adjusting his hardening cock in his pants, when he said, “Damn, buddy, that’s hotter than shit. It’d be nice of you to share those tits and milk with a buddy.”

We continued working on the shelves, and he said, “Since you asked me before, I’m going to ask you now. How do you see yourself in those stories? Do you fantasize yourself being the cuckold husbands?”

I was a little aroused by the way he mentioned wanting to suckle Megan, and I was thinking of the hundreds of stories where I fantasized about Damon being the wives’ lovers, and me sucking his cock. I awkwardly answered after a telling pause, “Well, uh, you know, Damon, uh, you said yourself that I’m not hung like you are, so, uh, it was kind of hard to see myself as the wives’ lovers, and I even began reading some of the other bisexual cock sucking stories.”

He laughed and said, “Fuck, man, this is fabulous. You were whacking off while fantasizing about yourself as the cuckold husbands and maybe even an outright cock sucker. I know how mentally intense it was for me taking the role of the stud, and ejaculating into other men’s wives, so I can just imagine how turned on you got imagining other men breeding Megan.”

Damon continued laughing as I said, “It’s embarrassing and humiliating admitting this to you, Damon, so you have to promise to keep this between us.”

He wasn’t even trying to hide that he was gripping his big cock lump in his thin athletic shorts, as he said, “Being humiliated should feel natural and arousing for you, Kent, after taking the cuckold role in those stories you’ve been reading for months. I think you’re showing your submissive side to me, so just let me know if you and Megan want a piece of this. And fuck man, it makes my cock hard just hearing that you enjoyed the cock sucking stories too.”

I tried to stop myself, but I couldn’t help saying, “After seeing the videos and reading all those stories, I’ve seen and heard plenty about all those big, hard cocks. I can’t help wondering about how big your cock is on hard, and from the way you’re playing with it now, I think you’re anxious to show it to me.”

He smiled and said, “Damn, buddy, all you have to do is ask. Ask me nicely and I’ll show it to you.”

Damon was, even if subconsciously, instinctively trying to establish the dynamics of our newly evolving dominant/submissive friendship, and I played into his desires, saying, “Okay, Damon, please show me that big thing you have in your pants.”

I watched closely as he slowly slipped down his shorts, and since he wasn’t wearing any underwear, I saw inch after inch of his thick, half-hard shaft appear. Then his foreskin-covered bell-end appeared, and it was oozing precum. His cock was already over eight inches long and growing, and I sensed the intoxicating aroma of his hairy and musky crotch.

He reached over and gripped my wrist, pulling me to my knees in front of him and my hand to his cock, saying “It’s not quite there yet, and you need to get it hard for me. Stroke it for me, buddy.”

I was so ashamed of myself for not resisting him, but after reading all those stories, where I at least mentally yielded my honor and manhood by holding and sucking so many cocks, I began to stroke him. There was a squishing sound from his precum that had lubricated his foreskin and my hand, and I was more than a little attracted to his cock.

Damon put his hand behind my head and started pulling my face to his cock, as he said, “Come on, buddy, you’re so close; just give it a taste.”

I looked up and said, “I have never in my life been attracted to other men’s cocks, at least not until I started reading those stories, and I can’t do this. What the hell would you think of me if I sucked your cock?”

He laughed as he replied, “I don’t know, man, but right now I’m thinking with my cock, and feeling a need to get off, especially after thinking about Megan’s huge, lactating tits and seeing your sweet mouth here. I’ll bet you’ve sucked cocks dozens of times in your fantasies reading those stories, so it won’t hurt you to do it in the flesh. I shoot big loads too and know that you’ll enjoy it.”

My resistance was weakening, and I yielded to the pressure of him pulling my head. I compliantly opened my mouth wide as his big, oozing cock head pressed between my lips, and I began sucking his cock, just like I fantasized in the stories.

Damon pulled me further onto his cock as moaned, and said, “Fuck yeah, buddy, that feels so good. Brenda’s been on the rag for the past week, and it sure feels good having my cock in your warm, wet, sucking mouth. Suck it, man, suck it and get ready for your feeding.”

His knobby cock head and foreskin felt wonderful sliding and moving in my mouth, and I struggled to take in the girth of his hardened cock, that seemed to be over nine inches long. I stroked his shaft with one hand as I sucked it, and fondled his big balls with the other hand, and he soon got into a rhythm fucking my mouth.

I was so turned on, not just from sucking a cock for the first time, but also emotionally at the thought of submitting myself to my friend to use as his cum dump. Damon looked down at me as I looked up at him with his cock in my mouth, and I knew that our friendship had changed forever. I got even more aroused by what I was doing and reached around to grip his hairy, muscular ass with my hands and began pulling him into my mouth, encouraging him to fuck me even harder.

He rocked back and forth fucking my mouth, and said, “Wow, old buddy, you’re really getting into it now, pulling on my ass to get more of my big cock into your cunt mouth. It’s going to be so nice having a cock sucker living next door, and right now I’m also thinking about how nice it’s going to be to slip my cock too the balls into your wife’s sweet pussy and breed her for you. I’m so glad now that I told you about those cuckold stories, since they, and the other stories you’re reading, helped you discover your submissive tendencies.”

I had been noisily sucking and slurping on his cock for what seemed like five minutes, when I felt his meat stiffen further, start to flex, and I felt and tasted pulse after pulse of his thick, slightly bitter cum shooting into my mouth. He held my head tightly on his cock as he moaned, “Fuck yes, oh shit, you’re sucking the cum right out of me, and I can feel you swallowing it. Suck and swallow, old buddy, suck and swallow.”

His cock was softening and I kept sucking, working out every drop of his tasty cum, as I continued pulling on his ass, and when I finally moved back, he said, “That was great, Kent, and now you can suck my balls for a few minutes. Brenda will suck my cock, even though she thinks it’s nasty to swallow, but she never will suck my fucking nuts.”

I took his low-hanging testicles into my mouth, one at a time, and sucked on his hairy scrotum, and somehow, that felt even more submissive as he looked down at me smiling, with his thick, spent cock laying across my face. He said, “You’ve enthusiastically done everything I’ve told you to do so far, thanks to the influence of those stories, and I intend to test the limits with you.”

Damon’s Eager to Cuckold Me and We Finally Make Plans

My back and knees were getting a little sore, so I was glad when, after sucking his balls for what seemed like ten minutes, he stepped back, pulled up his shorts, and said, “Whoa, Kent, that’s enough for now. We need to talk about how I can get my cock into your wife and suck those big tits of hers.”

We sat on the stools at my work bench, and it was hard to look him in the face. I was happy and aroused that I had sucked him off and sucked his balls, but it was still embarrassing and humiliating having him see and think of me in that new light as his cock sucker.

He sensed my embarrassment, and said, “Hey, don’t be ashamed, Kent, we’re both fortunate that you’ve discovered your new hunger for man meat and cum, and are just living out your natural role. I’m hoping those stories made enough of an impression on you that you’ll want to experience being cuckolded too. Let’s talk about how we can make that happen.”

I said, “It’s one thing for me to have been influenced this much by those stories, but I don’t think Megan would ever agree to be fucked by you or other men. She was raised in a religious home, and I didn’t even get to fuck her until our wedding night. It’s hard for me to imagine her ever fucking another man, and I don’t see how I could ever bring it up to her. And honestly, as much as those stories turned me on, I’m not sure I’m ready to surrender my wife to another man.”

Damon thought for a few seconds, and said, “Well, you’ll need to get over your reluctance, but maybe we’ll just need to get her into a situation where it naturally happens, and you can discuss the ramifications of it afterwards with her. I mean, shit, I’ve seen the way she used to be so uninhibited and lovey-dovey with you when she was drinking, and maybe we need to create a situation where she’s drinking and you’re not around. And if yours is the only cock she’s experienced, she’ll love mine.”

I said, “Yeah, I can see how that might work, but she hasn’t had any alcohol to drink since getting pregnant, and I know it’s not good for her to drink while she’s breastfeeding our daughter.”

He said, “We had the same issue with Brenda, but she wanted to party again when she was lactating, and it was no big deal to pump and store some breastmilk for the day after the party. I think the alcohol was out of her system pretty quickly anyway.”

I wasn’t comfortable yet with the idea of Damon fucking my wife, and I said, “Well, I can’t decide anything right now, and it’ll be another month before her doctor will let her fuck anyway. I’ll have to think about it some more.”

Damon smiled, and said, “I understand, I guess, but I hope you know that I’ll be coming to you for blowjobs in the interim. I mean, Brenda and I still have good and frequent sex, but it felt so fucking good seeing you on your knees and sucking the cum out of my throbbing cock, and then swallowing it. I like knowing that you’re feeding on my semen and sperm. I don’t know how you can do that shit, man, but I’m glad that you’re into it.”

The next several weeks were interesting, as Damon made up a myriad of excuses to either invite me over to his home or to come over to mine, and I was sucking his cock an average of four times a week. He seemed to be insatiable, and our previous, normal friendship, where we shared many different interests and the power dynamic was equal, was becoming more of a dominant/submissive relationship where he was using me to satisfy his insatiable lust.

I missed our previous relationship, but honestly, I liked our new roles too, and I was beginning to enjoy being talked down to and used, as much as he enjoyed dominating me. Megan sensed something was different, although we were careful not to let her catch me sucking his cock, but she’d kiddingly periodically say, “My goodness, honey, you and Damon are sure spending a lot of time together. If that were a girlfriend, I’d be worried.”

He was getting more demanding too, wanting to try out some of the scenarios we read about in the cuckold stories. One Sunday afternoon we were out in his work shed, where he has an old, upholstered chair, and he said, “Let’s try something new today. Sit on the floor with your back to the chair and lay your head back on the seat. I want to see how you like sucking my balls that way.”

I got into position as he described, as he took off his pants and underwear. Then he backed up over me, straddling my torso, and his bare, hairy ass grazed my face as he moved into position squatting over my face. He was balancing himself and keeping his weight off me with his hands on the arms of the chair, as his big, hairy balls were hanging on my mouth.

He loved me sucking his dangling testicles that way, and slowly sat down with more weight on me, which pressed my nose, face, and forehead into his perineum and ass. I liked that feeling of being partially smothered by him, and he confirmed what he was doing.

I barely heard him say, “I think you’ll love this, Kent, since so many of the cock suckers in those stories like to be pinned down and smothered by their wives and her lovers. And from the way you’re sucking my balls, I can tell you like it too.”

Damon was sweaty down there, and his musky and funky aroma was strong, and surprisingly intoxicating. And I knew from the stories, that when he started sliding forward, which placed my face in his ass, that he was trying to get me to rim him. I was so turned on by the nastiness of what we were doing that I wrapped my arms around his thighs to hold him in place as he sat more heavily on me.

He moaned and squirmed on me as he spread his ass cheek with his hands, until my face was fully enveloped in his ass cleavage, and I felt his sphincter with my tongue. I began sucking his ass and probing his hole with my tongue, as he said, “Oh fucking shit yes, eat my asshole, boy, suck it like the nasty cock sucker you are! I didn’t think you’d really do it, and now I might try some other nasty shit with you.”

It seemed he was on my face for the longest time, and when he finally moved off me, I just sat there bewildered by how I could have done something so foul. He stood in front of me, with his soft cock dangling in front of my mouth, and said, “Open wide, cock sucker, if you enjoyed sucking my asshole, then I think you’ll like this too.”

I didn’t know what he was doing at first, but then, after taking his cock into my mouth, I remembered some stories where the cock suckers allowed the other men to piss in their mouths. He was holding my head on his cock, and before I could protest or pull away, I felt his cock flex, and then a strong stream of piss flooding my mouth.

There was no choice but to swallow, and I looked up into his eyes, as he smiled and looked down at me, before saying, “Fuck yeah, boy, drink my tangy piss. Some of the cock suckers in the stories love this, because it’s kind of a surrogate for big cum loads shooting into their cunt mouths. Swallow fast, man, because I really have to go.”

The longer he pissed the more I liked it, and I swallowed as best I could until after what seemed like a minute, his cock flexed with a final squirt. I started sucking his cock and it quickly hardened, and I stayed in place, sitting on the floor, as I sucked him off.

I was accustomed to being his cock sucking bitch by then and was only mildly embarrassed about sucking his ass and drinking his piss. Damon was excited about it, and said, “I think we’ve just about gotten you to the depths of your depravity now, Kent, and all that’s left is for me to breed your wife and feed from her magnificent breasts. When the fuck can we make that happen?”

He listened closely as I answered, “I’ve decided to let it happen, but I’m not going to talk with her about it beforehand. You’re going to have to take the initiative with the opportunity I’ll provide you. If you’ll recall, we’re having a neighborhood party at my home next Friday night, and in the meantime, I will try to convince Megan to let loose and drink booze that night, using Brenda as an example from the way she pumped and stored milk so she could drink.”

Damon said, “That’s all fine and good, but how will that help with everyone around?”

I replied, “There’s no guarantee that it will work out, but I’ll make sure Megan is drinking plenty, starting early in the evening, and then I’ll dance with Brenda and you can dance with Megan some, like we usually do at our parties. You can try to charm her when you’re dancing with her, in any way you think you can, and when the party is almost over and everyone is leaving, you can stall so you and Brenda are the last to leave.”

He pulled my hand over to casually stroke his cock, as I continued, “By then, Megan should be mellow enough that she won’t argue when I offer to go with Brenda to your home to pick up our daughter from the sitter, and that will leave you and Megan alone in our basement. I’ll come back and put our daughter to bed, but Brenda will need to stay at home with your baby. I’ll sneak down to our basement to see if you’re having any success with Megan. You can give Brenda an excuse about you and me talking about something which delayed you coming home.”

Damon pulled me over to suck his balls, as he said, “Damn, Kent, that just might work, but I’m not a total animal, and don’t want to take advantage of Megan when she’s drunk and out of control. I want her to want me and, in some way, acknowledge that she’s aware she’s cheating on you, but wants my big cock anyway.”

I said, “Don’t worry about that. Megan can drink a lot without losing control, and I’ve never seen her get that drunk. But she gets horny even with a little booze, and her libido should be in overdrive with a few drinks.”

The Party – Cuckolded for the First Time

It wasn’t difficult to convince Megan to pump and store milk so she could drink alcohol, because it had been thirteen months since she’d had a drink, and she was ready to party. We had also resumed fucking in the past week, and she was having strong urges for more sex.

Damon and I started alternating dancing with each other’s wives when they were more pliable, after each having a couple of drinks. As I mentioned earlier, Brenda is a hot woman too, and I always enjoyed dancing with her, holding her close, smelling her sweet perfume, and of course feeling her firm breasts pressing against my lower chest.

It wasn’t a secret to Brenda that Damon was attracted to Megan, but she thought it was more of an innocent neighborly attraction, and had no reason to think there was anything going on between them, especially with me around most of the time. We sometimes even teased about it.

That night, when Brenda noticed that I kept glancing over at Megan and Damon dancing, with him holding her closer than usual and seeming to be whispering in her ear, she must have thought that I was getting jealous. She laughed and said, “Oh, don’t mind Damon over there with Megan. I think he’s more smitten with her than usual lately, with those big milk jugs she’s carrying around, but he’s harmless.”

I wanted to keep the mood light, and smiled as I said, “Oh, I’m not jealous or anything, Brenda, and in fact, I think they look good together. But I wouldn’t worry about him straying either, not from a beautiful woman like you. I guess you could say that I’m kind of smitten with you too, but I’m pretty careful not to show it.”

She rested her head on my shoulder, squeezed me a little tighter, and said, “That’s sweet, Kent, and I’ve always liked you and felt comfortable in your arms like this. And my goodness, as far as Damon is concerned, with all the time you guys spend together, I don’t see how he’d have any time to be fucking around.”

I was never close enough to hear what Damon and Megan were whispering to each other, but they seemed to be getting cozier as the evening wore on, and on most of the slow dances she ended up pressed against him in a scissored fashion, close enough that she could have been pressing her pussy against his thigh, and it looked like he might have kissed her on the ear.

In an effort to distract Brenda, when I noticed Damon and Megan being especially cozy, I tried to act like I was drunk and a little out of control, to the point that I’d hold her close and snuggle with my face in her hair and against her neck, and I even kissed her bare neck a few times.

She was a good sport about it, and didn’t push me away, as she said, “That’s sweet, Kent, but maybe you should slow down on your drinking. We don’t want the others getting the wrong idea here.”

It might have been a little too obvious to the other couples that us two couples were monopolizing each other’s time, but I didn’t give a shit what any of them thought. I just wanted to keep Brenda occupied, while Damon tried to charm his way into my wife’s pussy.

The party ended with the other couples leaving first, just as we had planned, and since I had been with Brenda much of the evening, it seemed normal for me to go with her to pick up our daughter. As we left, Damon said, “I’m going to help Megan clean up until Kent gets back, honey, and I’ll be home in a little while.”

I was wondering if Damon would be successful fucking my wife, and apprehensive as I quietly went down to the basement after I got our daughter settled. I hid behind a bookcase by the stairs, and my dick got hard when I saw that Damon was kissing Megan, and her shirt was unbuttoned as he fondled her bare breasts.

Megan was moaning with her eyes closed as he leaned across her lap from her left side and began suckling her right breast as he stretched out on the couch. Her melon-sized breasts were as big as his head, and as he noisily suckled her, she reached out to rub his cock, over his pants. She said, “That feels so fucking good, Damon, and I wish that Kent had this much hunger for my breasts and milk. And shit, your cock is the only one I’ve felt other than my husband’s. It’s huge and feels even bigger now than when you were pressing it into my belly while dancing.”

Damon weighed and fondled both breasts as he fed from her, and after about five minutes he changed sides. Before latching onto her left breast, he said, “I want to spend more time on both breasts another time, but we need to hurry before Kent comes back.”

She unfastened his pants and he helped her push them down and off, as he continued sucking her breast, and she began stroking his cock. After another few minutes she leaned down to suck his cock, pulling her tit out of his mouth, and I started rubbing my dick as she took his cock into her mouth.

Then she sat up pushing Damon back, and pulled her skirt up as she took off her panties and slid her ass to the edge of the seat, and said, “I’ve got to feel your big cock inside me, but be careful since I’m not used to a cock this big.”

Damon got to his knees between her legs and pushed down his pants and underwear. Our couch is the perfect height for him as he moved forward and began pushing the massive head of his cock into her adulterous pussy. He leaned in to kiss her as he pushed more of his cock into my wife, and she wrapped her legs around his ass as he moved down to suckle her breasts again.

They soon got into a rhythm, with his cock easily sliding to the balls into my wife. She was moaning and gasping out loud, “Oh shit, oh fuck, Damon, I never knew that being fucked could feel this good. I feel so bad cheating on Kent this way, but fuck me, Damon, fuck me and cum in my married pussy.”

I was humiliated and aroused, all at the same time, watching his ass clinching and balls slapping against her ass and the couch as he fucked my wife, and she was having more sexual pleasure with him than she ever had with me.

Her moans and gasps told me that she was having orgasm after orgasm on his big cock, and after being fucked for about five minutes, she said, “Oh fuck, Damon, Kent will be home any minute. Please hurry and cum in me, so you can leave before he catches us like this. Oh shit, I feel so evil and slutty cheating on my husband this way, but fuck it feels so good.”

It was just another minute when I heard him moaning and saw his ass clinching as he was inseminating my wife. She felt his cock throbbing inside her and his cum spraying into her, and she clasped her legs more tightly around his ass, saying, “Oh, oh, oh, I can feel your cum flooding my pussy.”

He slowly fucked her with his deflating cock for another minute, and then pulled out of her with a slurping sound. She stayed in the same position but forgot her panties as she pushed her skirt back down, buttoned her blouse, and kissed him again, before saying, “I feel so guilty now, Damon, and so horrible about betraying Brenda’s friendship, but I know that I’ll want to do this again and again when we have opportunities.”

Megan closed her eyes as Damon got up and passed by me on the way to the stairs. He quietly whispered, “Oh fuck, what a hot fucking pussy, and those tits are magnificent. We’ll talk more later.”

She may have been mellowed out from the alcohol, or just relaxing after the fucking she got, and hadn’t thought about getting up from the couch to straighten up and replace her panties. I waited for several minutes until Damon was gone and it looked like she might have drifted into a nap before I noisily made my entrance.

I walked up to her before she could fully awaken, and she was momentarily caught off guard when I dropped to my knees between her legs and said, “I passed Damon when he was leaving out our back door just now, and he really seemed happy. And now, honey, seeing you here like this makes me hungry for that sweet pussy of yours.”

It hit home what I was doing when I started pushing up her skirt, and she looked afraid that I would find out what she did. She said, “Oh no, honey, not right now. I love it when you eat me out, but I don’t feel so clean right now, after dancing all evening.”

By then I had her skirt up to her hips and saw the neatly trimmed hair on her pussy matted with cum, and more oozing out of her. I acted like I was drunk and not fully aware of what I was doing when I pleaded with her, saying, “Please, honey, you look so juicy and delicious right now, and you’re in the perfect position. I love it when you’re juicy like this.”

She finally resigned herself to me eating her out, and said, “Okay, honey, but I’ve tried to warn you that I don’t feel that clean right now.”

I didn’t say anything about her missing panties and the cum stains on the couch, with my plausible excuse being that I was drunk, as I moved her legs over my shoulders and dove into her adulterous, cum-filled pussy. I sucked her pussy for about ten minutes, swallowing all of Damon’s cum that I could, and then I pushed down my pants to fuck her, in the same position he had just fucked my wife.

It might have been the sperm competition issue I had read about, our just being so aroused to fuck my wife, but I wanted to put my dick and cum where Damon had just been. Megan was receptive, I guess at least partially due to relieving her guilt, and thinking if I was drunk, she’d be able to confuse me later, giving me the excuse that she was so wet when I ate her out because we had just fucked.

It was unusual for me to suckle her, but I unbuttoned her blouse as I was kissing and fucking her, and then latched on to drink her milk, I noticed a few hickys around her areolas, and that turned me on even more. Megan was more vocal than normal, urging me on, as another attempt to ease her guilt, as she said, “Fuck me, honey, fuck me and cum in my pussy.”

I ejaculated in only a couple of minutes, and then went down to eat her out again as I reached up to fondle her pendulous breasts. Then we went upstairs and checked on the baby, before falling into bed and going to sleep immediately.

The Next Morning

Megan slept in as I got up early to feed the baby, with the milk Megan stored. It was midmorning when she came down for a late breakfast, and she wouldn’t even look me in the face after what she had done with Damon. I acted as if everything was okay and didn’t try to make her answer any questions, until she finished eating and we were drinking our refreshed cups of coffee.

I wanted her to think that she had gotten away with it, and I said, “Wow, sorry, honey, but I might have had a little too much to drink last night. I do remember, though, that I loved eating you out. You were juicier and tastier than usual when I came back from getting the baby, and I found you perfectly positioned for me.”

She said, “Yes, that felt good, honey, but I was so juicy because you ate me out after fucking me, and you even suckled me, which was a treat.”

Then I pressed, saying, “I couldn’t help noticing how close and cozy you and Damon were dancing last night, and it looked like you were whispering in each other’s ears. What was that about?”

Megan replied, “Oh, that was nothing, and I also saw you resting your head on Brenda’s shoulder.”

I said, “We’re all good friends, so I guess it can’t hurt to show a little affection.”

Just then the phone rang, and it was Damon asking me to come over. Megan looked distressed when I said, “I’ll be back in a little while, honey. That was Damon and he wanted to talk with me about something.”

She had to be worried about whether Damon was going to confess fucking her. I thought it would be good to let her stew in it for a while and went over to find him in his shed. He crudely pushed down his shorts to show me his soft cock, and said, “Come get a taste of your wife’s pussy on my cock, I haven’t washed it yet. Damn, buddy, she was a great fuck last night, and I loved sucking milk from her massive tits. It was easier than I thought to get her to fuck me, and she was hot for it.”

I got on my knees and sucked his cock for a minute, before sitting next to him, and asking, “I saw you two dancing closely and whispering, but how did you convince her?”

He answered, “Megan was acting horny, like you said she would be when drinking, and I acted like I was drunker than I was just in case I needed an excuse for being aggressive. I was rubbing my chest against her big breasts, and said, “Oh my, Megan, I could feast on these big things for hours.”

“I was surprised when she said, ‘That would feel good, but Kent doesn’t seem to be that hungry for me. Would you really suckle me?’ I was getting a hard on then and pressed it more tightly against her belly, as I said, ‘Yes, and you should be able to feel what else I’d like to do too.’ She said, ‘My goodness, that feels so much bigger than Kent’s cock, and his is the only one I’ve had. I don’t think I can cheat on him, though.’”

“Damn, Damon”, I said, “She must have been really horny. What else happened?”

H replied, “We kept talking like that, and the more we talked the hornier she got. I finally convinced her to at least kiss me when we had the opportunity. We kissed right after you left with Brenda, and then she was rubbing my cock as I unbuttoned her blouse. No offense, buddy, but your slutty wife was easy to fuck, especially after I began sucking her tits. And I know that she wants to continue fucking me.”

“But wait, asshole”, he continued, “I saw that you were getting cozy with my wife too.”

I said, “Yeah, I was trying to distract her from focusing on what you and Megan were doing. But come on, man, you fucked my wife.”

We talked a little longer, with him talking about Megan’s pussy and breasts, and then, I dutifully sucked him off. As I was leaving, I said, “I’ll see if I can get her to admit fucking you, which should set the stage for future fuckings.”

Megan was nervous when I got home, and asked, “Hi, honey, what did you and Damon talk about?”

I replied, “One, nothing much. But can you believe that he was upset with me dancing so closely with Brenda, after the way you two were melting into each other?”

Megan is a good person, much better than me for being willing to set her up to be fucked, and she couldn’t hold back the tears after I mentioned them dancing so closely. We sat on the couch together as she sobbed and said, “I’m so sorry, honey, but something happened with Damon when you left to get the baby. It was just supposed to be an innocent kiss, but then, then…”

She couldn’t finish it, and I said, “And then what, honey? I mean a little kiss is no big deal.”

Megan answered, “Well, he was kissing me, and I let him expose my breasts, and when he suckled me, I felt his big cock. Forgive me, honey, but I wanted it so badly, and you were the only man I had fucked, and well, it just happened. He fucked me right on the couch where you found me, and, heaven help me, I loved fucking him.”

I sat quietly for a few seconds, and when I hadn’t said anything, she said, “Oh shit, Kent, say something, say anything. You must hate me now, and I don’t know how I can ever make it up to you.”

She was surprised when I said, “My goodness, honey, I’ve seen his cock at the urinals, and know that it’s long and thick, a lot bigger than mine. I’m envious of his big cock, and it must have felt wonderful for you. I would have liked to be there to watch him fuck you.”

Then I kissed her and began rubbing her breasts, as I pulled her hand to my crotch, and said, “Please, tell me everything that happened, and don’t leave out any details.”

Megan asked, “Do you mean, uh shit, are you saying that you’re not angry with me?”

I replied, “You’re the hottest woman I know of, and I have to admit to thinking about what it would be like to share you with another man. And if I were going to choose a man for you, it would be my best friend, Damon, who I know is hung like a fucking horse. Tell me everything, honey.”

She told me everything as I rubbed her bare breasts and she pulled out my dick to stroke it, corroborating what I saw. And when she got to the part after he left, she said, “Sorry, honey, but I tried to stop you before you ate me out with his cum in me.”

I wanted to start letting her know that I liked it, and said, “I thought you were juicy, and tasted a little like cum, but it tasted different than my cum. I just thought you were extra horny and ready to fuck. Don’t be upset with me, honey, but this has all been a big awakening for me. I’m realizing that I love the idea of you being pleasured so thoroughly, especially by my big-cocked friend, and now that I know, I even enjoyed eating his cum from your pussy.”

Megan leaned downed to suck my dick for a few seconds, before saying, “What a relief! I thought you’d want to divorce me after admitting what I did with Damon, but now it sounds like you might want me to fuck him again.”

I said, “I hope you’re not disappointed or ashamed of me for wanting to share you with other men, but I know that better-hung men can give you more pleasure than I can. Will you allow me to invite Damon over, either tonight or tomorrow, so I can watch you two together?”

She leaned down to suck me off, and then came back up to kiss me with my cum in her mouth, before replying, “Hell yes, honey, we can have him over as often as you’d like, and I’m so happy that we can enjoy this together.”

Fucking Damon Again

I called Damon on the speaker phone with Megan listening, so he would know that I could never tell her the truth about setting her up, and said, “Hi, Damon, Megan is with me on the phone right now, and we’d like to invite you over to help me with a project this evening, a project between her legs. She told me what you did with her last night, you naughty boy, and we both want you to come over to fuck her again, but this time with me watching.”

The phone was silent, and he was surprised, to say the least, but he finally answered, “Uh, yeah, sure, I’ll come over at around 7:00 pm, and will bring my, uh, my tool with me.”

He came over right on time and was smiling like a Cheshire cat, as I said, “Brenda won’t want you to be over here that long, so let’s go to our bedroom. I want you to pretend that I’m not here, and just do what comes naturally.”

Damon played along with my deception, saying, “Wow, Kent, that’s very understanding of you to not be upset about last night, and shit, buddy, I’ll come over to be with Megan as often as you two like.”

Megan and Damon kissed as they stood by the bed and undressed each other, and then they laid back on the bed kissing passionately before he moved down to suckle her breasts. I think I was more jealous of the way they kissed than the sexual acts, because that showed more of an emotional attachment.

His ass was clinching and he pressed his cock against her leg as he continued suckling her, and I took off my clothes, before sitting on the side of the bed stroking my dick, as I said, “Oh shit, you two can’t begin to imagine what a turn on it is for me to see you together, totally naked on my marriage bed. I can hardly wait to see your big cock impale my beautiful wife.”

Damon moved on top of my wife, and began pressing his huge cock into her pussy, and I said, for effect, “Oh shit, honey, look at the size of his fucking cock, and those huge sperm-laden balls. His ass is flexing, and balls are swinging like you’re rutting animals.”

He was fucking my wife to the balls and she wrapped her legs around his ass, and she moaned out loud, “Oh, honey, come closer, hold my hand, and suck my tit, as you watch. His big cock feels so good in my pussy, and I’ve already had two orgasms on Damon’s thick meat.”

It was so arousing lying next to them, and I was learning to enjoy suckling my wife’s lactating tits. I got carried away, watching him rising and falling, fucking my wife, and I placed my hand on his ass, feeling it flex, and helping to push him into her.”

Then Megan said, “Get close between our legs to watch, and try to suck my pussy. You ate his cum last night, so it shouldn’t be a big deal to lick us while we fuck.”

It was hard but I got as close as I could, but it was only another minute before Damon moaned, “Oh fuck, Kent, look at the base of my cock and perineum throbbing as I breed your wife. I’m pumping my life-giving sperm and semen right into her womb.”

Damon ejaculated into my wife for what seemed like a minute, and then soaked his deflating cock in her for another few minutes. He finally rolled off to the side, as his cock slurped from her pussy, and I moved in and covered her well-fucked pussy with my mouth.

He pretended to be surprised and said, “Damn, Megan, look at the that. Your husband is cleaning your cheating pussy with his mouth, and I shot a big load into you.”

After cleaning her pussy, I looked up at them, with her juices and his cum on my face, first glancing at Megan, and then down to his cock, like I was asking permission, until she got the idea to say, “Yes, Kent, shit yes; you told me that you were envious of his cock, and now it looks like you want to suck it. Do it, honey, suck the cock of the man who just fucked me senseless, and eat the rest of his slime.”

I moved between them on my side, so I could lean over to suck his cock, and they made it more humiliating for me doing that in front of my wife, when they rolled together, hugging and kissing, as I was wedged between them sucking his cock. Then, when they rolled apart, Megan smiled when I move down to suck their fuck slop from his balls.

Damon didn’t have time to recharge and fuck her again that night, so he left, and Megan and I were still in bed together. She said, “Oh shit, honey, that was amazing. And seeing you submit yourself to us, first cleaning my pussy and then sucking his cock and balls, gave me chills down my spine. I never imagined a husband of mine being so compliant and submissive. It was fun pretending that Damon and I were the couple, and you seemed so happy to service us.”

I was easily evolving into my cuckold role, and we found enough excuses for Damon to come over, that he was fucking my wife an average of twice a week. Sometimes when she’s on the rag or otherwise not up for being fucked, she likes to watch me suck him off while he suckles her breasts. I even ended up rimming both, which lost me a little more of her respect.

This has been going on for a year now, and we had to start being more careful not to let the baby see what’s going on. I’m not sure how long this will go on, but Megan is already interested in another of our neighbors, since I saw him pissing and found out that he has a huge cock too.