“Hey, Babe. I’m home,” my wife, Linda said as she came home from her visit with Jake.

“How did everything go?” I asked.

“Lots of fun,” she replied.

That’s it. No explanation. No details. My wife just got home from an afternoon – I guess you could call it a date – with one of her favorite single guys. A “fuckbuddy” I guess you’d call him. I loved to share my wife with other guys and then hear all about it.

“Come on, babe, you know I’d love to hear the details.”  After being married to this lovely lady for so many years, I’ve come to realize that the excitement of having extra-marital sex was huge turn on for both of us. Years ago, we began swinging with other couples. We would often play all together in the same room or sometimes we split up and played in separate rooms. It was lots of fun and very exciting. After some time, I found that watching her fucking and sucking other guys was even more exciting for me and Linda was more than happy to play along. On occasion she would meet with these men on her own. Having her tell me about the experience was the most exciting part for me. 

Today I was really looking forward to just that, hearing about her most recent rendezvous with Jake. “How many times did he make you cum? How about Jake? Did he fill your pussy with cum?” I had a million questions and could have kept bombarding all day, but I knew better.

“You know I’m not good at that,” she said.  “I don’t like talking about it.”

“Listen, I know that you don’t want me there all the time, and Jake likes some private moments with you. I just want to be able to picture it in my mind when I jerk off."

"You’re welcome to watch us next time you know.”

My next question crossed the line and wasn’t at all fair. In retrospect, I’m sorry I asked. “Is he better than me in bed?”

No answer at first. Just a strange look in her eyes. “Not so much better,” she explained, “but different. I love you. And sex with you is always very nice. I feel closer to you, and I love your gentle touches. When we fuck, I don’t usually cum, but I feel warm and connected and loved.  You can always make me cum with your tongue.”

“And Jake?”

“Well. I don’t love Jake, but sex with him is always hotter than hell. I mean an older guy like you can’t be expected to last as long or get as hard as a strong, younger man like Jake! He can make me cum like crazy and I’m always sore after I’ve been with him – a wonderful sexy kind of sore. He fucks like crazy.”

I suppose I should have left it at that, but I had to go back for more. “So, in other words, he’s really a better fuck than I am.”

“Oh, geeze, stop. If you need to compare, then here it is. Sex with you is pleasant. It’s reassuring and comforting. But that’s it. It sure isn’t the crazy, wild and orgasmic fucking like with other guys like Jake.  They fill my desire for passion. My need to be swept away in erotic wild sex. They cum more and harder, and so do I. Hell, I took more loads of cum this afternoon than I get from you in a month. They both came in my mouth, my pussy and on my tits several times!

“Wait, What? THEY? Did you say they BOTH came...?”

“Oh god, yes. They. I wasn’t going to say anything, but Jake brought a friend. The last time Jake and I were together, we discussed it and decided to invite his friend, Mark. They double-teamed me for god’s sake. Christ, they brought out my dirty, slutty side. That’s why it’s sometimes better when you stay home, then I can really let loose and be a dirty whore. They filled my pussy completely and send me into convulsions. At one point they spit roasted me. I sucked Jake’s hard cock while his friend rammed me from behind. I’ve never squirted before, but I certainly did today.  It felt wonderful.  The guys talk about you as being a cuckold and I laugh along with them because it’s kind of true. You are a cuck, aren’t you.

“Holy shit! Seriously!” I was dumbfounded. I didn’t know what to say. But my cock was hard. Really hard.  Linda noticed.

“So why don’t you come over here and lick all of their cum out of my pussy, Cucky,” she said with a naughty grin.

I never thought of myself as a cuckold, but I certainly did fit the description. Linda stripped off her clothes and sat down on the couch right in front of me. Her full titties fell slightly against her chest. She spread her legs to show her usually pink pussy was red and swollen. "At least your tongue always works."

Ouch. That stung. But it was true. When I do get hard, it doesn't last very long. What else could I do? I fell to my knees between her legs and spread her pussy lips apart and dove in with my tongue. Her cunt was red from hard use, and it was soaking wet! I realized I was tasting her juices and the cum from both of her fuck buddies. I buried my whole face in her pussy and lapped up everything. "Lick me, cuck boy. I know you love this." She was right. I do enjoy licking her pussy. I love to suck on her clit and feel it get large. My tongue moves from her clit down to her vulva lips and as deep as I can into her vagina. I enjoy sticking my tongue into her asshole. My dick got harder so I jerked myself off as I slurped up her lover's cum. She laughed and said, “You’ve been my cuckold for quite a long time, you know.  I’m glad you finally know your place in our relationship. You know I love you, right?

Yeah, I know. I believe she loves me. She does not, however, get turned on by me anymore. Sure, I'm good enough to get her off with my tongue, but her real sexual pleasure comes from younger, hotter, more viral men. I love to see her lost in sexual pleasure even though it takes someone other than me to get her there. I'm just happy to at least be part of her erotic life. I continued to lick her cunt until she came one more time for today. When I was finished, I shot a small load onto my own hand. Linda got up, kissed me on the forehead, then walked into the other room and left me to lick off my own jizz.