Originally posted at https://samanthasummersinstitute.org/community/forced-bi-cuckolding/real-cuckold-stories/#post-390 with parts I & II.
Bahama Vacation 3: Lost in Lust
By AsianHotwifesCuck
Until last year, I was the only man that my wife, Julia, had ever slept with. We met in college, She was a freshman, just out of high school, and I was a senior. We met at the library. I accidentally bumped her table when I passed by. She was petite with small breasts and Asian facial features. She looked up at me with her dark eyes and smiled. I smiled back, and I was hooked on her from that day forward.
After a few years of marriage, kids, and jobs, the initial love struck feeling in our relationship had faded, although we were still in love with each other. One night, after an exhausting day, we lay in bed talking about where that love-struck feeling disappeared to and how to get it back. For some reason, we got on the topic of her former boyfriends and why she never had sex with them.
“To be honest,” she told me, “I was afraid.”
“Why?” I inquired.
She paused before she answered. She looked into my eyes and smiled. Then, without taking her eyes from mine, she slid her hands into my pajamas and touched my soft cock. She started stroking me lightly as she spoke, “Well, it’s complicated, really….See, I know I told you I was a virgin when we met, and that was not a lie….However, I did not tell you how much I loved giving head to my boyfriends. In fact, I had a bit of a reputation for that in high school. I didn’t want that to happen in college, so I never told you. You don’t really want to know about that, do you?”
Still staring into her eyes, I could feel my cock growing with her light touches. This was a side of my wife I had not known about in all of our years of being married. The fact that she had kept it secret all these years surprised me. “Yes,” I replied. My mouth felt dry as I spoke quietly, “Yes, I do want to know.”
She slid my pajama bottoms off, leaving me completely naked in the bed while she kept her nightshirt and panties on. Her long black hair brushed against my leg before she swept it to one side of her head. She grabbed a hair tie off the nightstand and twisted it into her hair, forming a ponytail. She looked into my eyes again and smiled, placing her hand back on my cock.
“Oh, my! This conversation seems to be making your cock so hard.” She continued to stroke my cock.
“So you had a little more fun in high school than you let on. I thought I was the only one. So what made you afraid of sex?” I suggested as I felt her soft hand stroke the sides of my cock, then the head, back down to the base.
“Oh, you were the first one I had actual sex with. My boyfriends….well…. there’s no good way to say this….They were all bigger than you, and I was worried that I’d never be able to fit them inside me. I was afraid it would hurt. Does that bother you?” She asked before quickly adding, “This is exactly how I sucked their cocks,” she continued before placing her lips on my cock.
I could feel her tongue circle the head of my cock each time she pulled out to the tip. She then plunged me back into her warm, wet mouth. Her hand worked up and down along my shaft with her lips. Her hand twisted slightly with each stroke. The overall effect was undoubtedly making me aroused and approaching orgasm. I suggested she stop so I could slip inside her.
“Shhh.” She told me. “I’m enjoying this. Just listen. So one night, my boyfriend really wanted more than a blowjob from me. His cock was enormous. Well, at least I had not seen one that size before. It seemed almost as long as my forearm. In fact, I had to use both of my hands, sort of like I am with you now. I could not fit him all inside my throat. I mean, I don’t usually need to use my hand with you like this since I can fit all of you in my mouth.” She paused again to take my cock inside her mouth once more.
As she moaned, I couldn’t help but wonder who’s cock she was thinking about mine or her ex-boyfriends. I had my answer a moment later when she continued, “I mean, your cock I was so tiny and cute even when it got hard, how could I not want to give it a try? His cock was so huge…Hmmmm….Scary huge.” She made a slurping sound as she took me back into her mouth again then pulled her lips off me as she sucked. “Oh, his cock hit the back of my throat and caused me to gag. I tried so hard to get the whole thing inside, but it just wasn’t possible.” She stroked my cock.
“Is this still OK? Are you sure you want to hear more?” She asked.
“Unh, huh,” was all I managed to get out in agreement.
“It took me a lot of practice before I was able to take most of it down my throat without gagging.” She continued. She touched my cock head with her palm then drew her fingers up the sides of the shaft until they met at the tip. Then she slid her fingers back down the head to the shaft again. She looked into my eyes once again, bent down, and whispered in my ear, “His cock was so big, I was too scared it would hurt if I tried to take him inside my pussy, not at all like your cute little cock that fit inside me easily.”
Her whisper sent shivers through my body. Her fingers stroked me quickly, firmly, and I shuddered in orgasmic bliss. I was so excited that my cum shot against my forehead and hair. Julia noticed and commented, “Oh my! Someone was very excited!”
From that point on, our dirty talk in bed often involved her recounting of her old boyfriends or even fantasies about our current friends. We never thought we would act on those fantasies until, in the act of revenge for a minor prank I played on her during a Bahama vacation, she ended up having a week-long fling with a single, much younger man named Beck. At first, she thought she was just pranking me back, flirting with him, pretending that she would have sex with him. She planned to make me jealous of her attention to Beck’s muscled body, but things went a little too far. Her desires took control of her, and suddenly, I was a real cuckold. My wife experienced the thrill of new cock and, through my acceptance of her actions, a renewed realization of her love towards me.
She kept in touch with Beck ever since that day and now, was visiting him in Colorado while I remained at home going to work each morning and caring for the kids each evening. She was gone just over 24 hours of her one week trip before I got her first text.
“Breck’s place is cool.”
“Glad you made it safe.”
[Mountain photo]
“Wow, is that the view.”
“Yes. Only a couple hours away from ski areas.”
“But you’re not skiing, are you?”
“Umm. No. But I know how much you like to ski.”
“Only hot cocoa, warm fires, and red wine for this girl.”
“That sounds about right.”
“Oh, gotta go…bye”
“Wait. Text me again soon. I miss you.”
In the weeks leading up to that visit, Breck insisted that Julia keep my cock locked away in a cock cage. From time to time, Breck had Julia send him photos of my locked cage at random times to be satisfied I was locked. I was forbidden from touching Julia whenever she was nude, and Julia discovered the freedom of remaining naked in our bedroom for prolonged periods. If Breck’s rules were not followed, he would not allow Julia to visit him. Furthermore, I worried about the photos Breck had of Julia and I. Although he always promised to keep them safe, I still had a slight worry that others might one day see those photos. Most importantly, Breck also had the key to the chastity cage. If Julia did not go out there and convince him to give her the key, I would remain locked.
A few hours later, I received a single text from Julia’s phone.
“Don’t worry. Miss you too.”
I spent the night wondering what Julia and Breck were up to. I lay in bed and had a hard time falling asleep. Well, I knew what they were up to. They were fucking. My cock grew hard in its cage at the thought of it. They were fucking, and I haven’t even gotten a full hard-on in a month. I wanted just a little sexual relief. I needed to jerk off. Instead, I humped the bed mindlessly until I realized that I was not going to be able to cum like that and only frustrated myself further.
At 2am, I received another text from Julia’s phone.
“Man, you got to see your girl.”
I opened the video. What I saw was my wife in the back hall of a club. She had obviously been drinking and was staggering a bit, but appeared happy and was laughing. She held a cup in her left hand. Someone was using her phone to record the video. She kept pointing at something and saying, “Oh my god! I can’t believe you..here? Now?” She handed her cup to someone nearby and got on her knees on the dirty club floor. Then her hands wrapped around a big cock.
“That’s right, baby girl…tell me you want Daddy’s big cock” It was Beck’s voice.
“I want your big cock,” came Julia’s reply, followed by a giggle.
“You want my big cock, what?”
Julia gave a puzzled look before adding, “Daddy?”
“Hmmmm. Now take that big dick.”
People circled around her and Breck, providing a little cover from the rest of the club. The video showed Julia, my wife, take hold of Breck’s cock, put it into her mouth, and close her eyes. Then the video stopped, and I suddenly realized how painfully tight the cage had become. I grabbed a washcloth, wet it, and placed it on my groin. The cool cloth soothed the aching that I felt, and my erection quickly went down. As I sat there with the cloth on my cock, I heard my phone buzz again with another text.
“Show me yours.” Came from Julia’s phone
“Show you my what?”
“Your caged cock, of course.”
“Random check!”
“Hang on.”
[Caged cock photo]
“Ha, Ha. That’s what we wanted to see.”
“Who’s we?”
[photo of a crowd.]
“Surprise! They all think your caged cock looks cute.”
“I don’t like surprises. :(”
“Oh, come on. Get over it.”
I turned off my phone and went back to bed. I was embarrassed and angry at myself. Not only had my wife given a blowjob in a crowded club, but everyone with her saw that I was her locked-up cuck. I was also jealous that Breck was there, with my wife. What did I let happen? Why did I let this happen? I realized how much I still loved her and wanted her here with me. Tears formed in my eyes as I was powerless to do anything about it and could only trust that my wife would return to me at the end of the week.
Buzzzzzz. I was at work the next time the phone buzzed with a text from Julia.
“Hey, what are you doing?”
“I’m at work.”
“I mean, HOW are you doing?”
“Oh, OK, I guess.”
“I miss you.”
“Miss you too.”
“I’ve got some good news for you.”
“Oh?”
“Breck gave me your key.”
“He made me go down on him in the club for it.”
“You did that for me?”
“I love you.”
“I know. :)”
“Miss me?”
“You know, I do.”
[photo of bare breast pulled out of bra cup.]
“Something to remember me by.”
“Isn’t that the lingerie set I bought you for your birthday?”
“Yes”
“The one you haven’t worn for me?”
“Yes”
“Don’t tell me you are wearing boots and stockings too.”
[photo of boots]
“That is so not fair.”
“Wear those boots for me when you get home?”
“It’s fair. We’ll see.
“See you soon.”
The next couple of days was the same routine for me. I got up, sent the kids to school, and went to work. Julia sent me texts, some naughty photos. I sent her back pictures of my cage to show I was still locked. She called the images her “Random Check.” Taking and sending the photos made me realize just how much I was at her mercy, how much I trusted her, and how much I wanted to see Julia happy.
The 5th night was different. I texted with Julia as I did the previous nights, only this time she did not send me any photos of her. However, she did ask for another “Random Check.” I sent her the picture of my cock still firmly locked in my cage.
“Not good enough.”
“What do you mean?”
“I want you to prove you are at home right now.”
“Take my lipstick and write 12/6 above your cage.”
“You are crazy.”
“Beck says, no photo, no key.”
[photo of cage with date]
“Ha, Ha. You look so cute!”
“Kids Asleep?”
“Yes”
“Good!”
And then I heard a key in the lock of the front door. The door opened while I was upstairs in the bedroom wearing just a chastity cage. I heard whispering voices in the front hall. One voice I recognized as Julia’s. Had she come home early? Who was with her? Footsteps started coming up the steps to the bedroom. The bedroom door flew open, and I was suddenly blinded by the flash from two cellphone cameras.
“Surprise,” I heard in unison. When my vision cleared, I saw that it was both Julia and Breck. Julia was not due home for another 2 nights, and I was certainly not expecting Breck to come back with her. Julia threw something on the bed. It was a key. It was the key to my cage. I reached for the key and was surprised yet again when Breck snapped a metal handcuff on my wrist. He then pulled the other hand behind my back and cuffed my wrists together before pushing me onto the bed.
Laying on my bed, wrists cuffed, with lipstick writing above my cage was not the homecoming I was expecting to provide when Julia came home. I looked up at my wife, who was giggling, and Breck, who was now holding the key to my chastity belt. I was now nervous and slightly frightened.
“Are you going to behave for your wife tonight?” Breck asked
“Sweetie, just say yes. You won’t regret it.” Julia encouraged
“Yes?” I didn’t sound confident.
Breck handed the key back to Julia, who unlocked and removed my cage. I sighed in relief as my nervousness faded. Free from the cage, my cock grew to its full size, but it seemed smaller somehow under the gaze of my wife and her lover. None the less, it felt good to be fully erect. With my hands behind my back, I could not touch myself.
“Please,” I pleaded to my wife, “Please, it has been over a month.”
Julia leaned forward and put her hands on the bed next to me. She looked amazing. Her lips were coated in bright red lipstick. It was a new color that she picked out for Breck. She told me later that Breck insisted she purchase a special shade of lipstick to wear only for when she was with him. She opened her mouth and licked her painted lips slowly. Then she kissed the tip of her finger. She touched the head of my cock with her finger gently. My cock jumped.
“Patience, my sweetie. You will get your reward.”
Julia turned her attention back to Breck. She unbuckled his belt and lowered his pants until his 9-inch cock jutted out from his body. Julia’s hands looked so small on his cock as she stroked it up and down.
“I know you enjoyed the video I sent you from inside the club. I thought you’d like to see the rest of what didn’t make it on the video.” Julia suggested. She then engulfed the head of his cock with her mouth. All I could do was watch in fascination as my wife worked her lips, tongue, and hands on his cock. With each attempted to take his entire length into her mouth, she gagged a little. By the time she took it all inside her throat, her chin and his cock was a mess of smeared lipstick and drool.
Julia climbed on the bed next to me and removed her skirt, panties, blouse, and bra. She was wearing the fetish boots that I had bought for her, but she never wore it for me. Her boots were the only item that she was still wearing. She leaned forward and took my cock in her mouth quickly. Breck approached Julia from behind. She gasped as he penetrated her on our marital bed with his enormous cock. Each time Breck’s cock pushed inside her, Julia enveloped my cock in her mouth. After only three or four thrusts, I was ready to cum and begged her to stop.
“OK Sweetie, you just watch us for a while then.”
Before long, Julia was looking at me, moaning. She was lost in lust. Her ass was high in the air, and Breck was buried deep inside her pussy. Her hand was between her legs, rubbing her clit, and Breck slid in and out of my wife. Her eyes closed. Brock’s hands slapped her ass and grabbed tightly at her hips. Julia let out a loud cry as she came on Breck’s cock. Julia collapsed on the bed, and Breck pulled out of her pussy. Breck was still hard.
The next thing I knew, Julia was straddling my head. Breck stood behind her with his cock pressed against her ass. His cock was already wet with Julia’s juices and slid into my wife’s back door. She pushed back and took him slowly inside.
“Oh, my God!” Julia exclaimed, “I’ve never felt so full.”
“Shit! Do you know how good your wife’s ass feels around my cock?” He slid into her back opening a little further. “Oh, that’s right, she’s never allowed you in her ass before has she?” He chuckled
From my position underneath, I could only stare at his cock, entering my wife’s ass. Slowly at first to allow her to get used to its size. The speed picked up as Julia started rubbing her clit again. The smell and sounds of sex filled the room. I could feel my erection rubbing against Julia’s hair each time she thrust back and forth on his cock. Then, suddenly, Breck tensed and came inside Julia. Julia moaned in agreement and came with Breck’s cock buried in her ass. The sounds of Julia’s moans pushed me over the edge, and I came hard. Over a month of my pent up desire suddenly erupted. Julia collapsed on top of me before rolling off me.
Julia put on her robe and showed Breck to the guest room that was located downstairs in the basement. I looked at the clock and noticed she was gone for about an hour before she returned to our bedroom.
Julia uncuffed me and kissed my face and lips. Her tongue pressed itself into my mouth and mingled with my own tongue. I tasted a salty, thick fluid enter my mouth as we kissed. I could only presume that she had just let Breck cum in her mouth while down in the guest room. She giggled, looking down at me. “I love you,” She whispered.
“I love you too,” I repeated and held her tightly in my arms.
“Will you do just one more thing for me? Just until Breck heads back to Colorado in a couple days?” Julia asked.
Julia held up the cage and key. “Will you let me put this back on. I need you to be all mine right now. I need to know that you are OK with all of this. I need to know that you will stay with me always.”
I placed my arms over my head. I surrendered myself to the wishes of my wife, or at least this sexy vixen that has possessed her. I was falling in love with this confident woman all over again. I knew that she could have any man she wanted, but she still wanted to possess me as her own. With a click, the chastity cage was back in place.
“When is Breck heading back?” I asked.
“I already told you, you just didn’t realize it.”
Suddenly I realized that a short one week trip to Colorado to be with her lover had just turned into four weeks with her lover living with us. December 6th, the date I had written in lipstick above my cock cage earlier this evening. Julia was in control of wherever our relationship was leading to next. I was nervous about having Breck stay with us for so long. Fortunately, Julia convinced Breck to sleep in the guest room in the basement. Julia told him it would give her and Breck enough privacy when they needed it and that no one else will know about her and Breck. He agreed with the condition that she visited him there every night. Exhausted, I fell asleep in the bed next to my wife. Happy that she was back home with me and excited about our renewed love of each other.
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