I knew what I was doing was risky, but it was an addiction and I just couldn’t stop. I had always been bi-curious but hadn’t acted on it, at least not until I was already married. 5 years into marriage and countless online chats with random guys later I finally decided to take the next step. His name was Mike, and by chance we happened to meet in a chat room. He was older, in his 50’s, but 6’2” and in good shape. He said he was dominate, discrete, and hung… which was pretty much what I had fantasized about. Since we were both married we decided it was best to meet at a location other then our homes. We met for dinner and went to a hotel, both of us traveled occasionally for work and used that excuse with our wives.
He was nice, good looking, confident, and well spoken. Clearly educated and successful. He mentioned he was a manager at a local office complex, he had keys and if the night went well we’d be able to meet there on the weekends or nights when no one was around. We talked about our marriages, we both loved our wives but needed more sexually. Mike said he and his wife had been quite frisky and adventurous back in the day but their sex life had cooled considerably over the years. I was newly married but my wife was more conservative I guess, we had a very regular sex life. We talked about turn one and turn offs, our boundaries. I wanted to worship him, but I wasn’t into kissing, he was fine with that. I remember it didn’t seem real until we got inside the hotel room. I excused myself to the bathroom and wondered what the hell was I doing here. I ran scenarios in my head of ways I could leave. Maybe tell him I left my wallet in the car and just drive away. We hadn’t exchanged any personal information and I didn’t plan to. I walked out of the bathroom honestly not sure what I was going to do when I saw him turn around and look at me.
He was standing in the room at the foot of the bed in only his underwear, his prominent bulge instantly grabbing my attention. We had exchanged body pics online before. Those pics showed a very long and thick cock. I had figured it was fake, or at least a very generous camera angle. It wasn’t, his cock was every bit as large as he had advertised.
“Let’s see what you got” he said, pointing to the floor in front of him.
I couldn’t say whether it was nervousness, fear, or excitement but my heart was pounding out of my chest. Any thought of fleeing was gone, I was at his service. I walked over but before I could kneel he interrupted.
“Take your cloths off” Mike said.
I did and placed them in a pile on the bed, folded, which I think Mike found funny. I was smaller (5’8”) and less muscular then him, which was a turn on for both of us. I knelt down, looking directly at his bulge.
“Alright, now take a look at what you’ll be working with” he said in a deep and confident voice. It was clear he was in control here.
This being my first time in this position I did what I had seen a hundred times in porn, I pulled his briefs slowly down gradually revealing his cock inch by inch until his entire cock was released. It was semi-hard but still about 7 inches, larger then mine fully erect. I picked it up with my right hand and guided it to my mouth. For the next minute I rhythmically sucked it, each time I returned his cock to my mouth it was a little harder, longer, and thicker. The thickness is what I noticed the most, I was not prepared for how thick his cock grew. I couldn’t tell you how long and thick it got, I actually never asked, but fully erect it was like holding a good sized cucumber. If I had to guess I’d say he grew to 9 inches.
I was moaning quietly at first, to be honest because that’s what people did in porn, but before long I realized my moaning was no longer voluntarily. I was truly worshiping his cock. After a couple minutes of me trying to figure out how to suck a cock Mike took over. With one hand he held the back of my head and began pushing his cock down my throat. I like to think I did a good job but let’s be honest here… I was struggling to keep even half his hard cock in my mouth without gagging. I felt a sense of shame, he wanted to give me so much more but I simply couldn’t take it. In the end, I think he enjoyed seeing me struggle. To Mike, I was an untapped talent ready to be taught. He eventually shot his load in his mouth, I would have swallowed but when he organismed he pushed my head on his cock with such force I nearly threw up. Most of his cum dripped out of my mouth as my throat revolted against this attack.
I think this is where Mike really won me over. He wasn’t upset or unhappy. He said he’d teach me to pIease him properly. I cleaned up and we talked for a bit. I told him I wasn’t quite ready for more than oral, and he accepted that. The hotel room had two beds, we each took one and he woke me up 3 times that night wanting me to suck him off again. I had similar success but by morning I felt like my mouth had began to mold to his cock, like it was empty without it. We exchanged phone numbers and went our separate ways.
I remember coming home the next day. My wife asked me how my trip was and I told her it was uneventful. It was the biggest lie I had ever told my wife at that point. I was a mixture of emotions. I’d tell myself to never do it again but couldn’t stop thinking about sucking Mike’s cock. A week goes by and I hadn’t heard from him, which was both a relief and a disappointment. Then I got the text, Mike wanted me to meet him in his office at 7pm. I responded that I would see him then, but didn’t know if I’d actually go through with it. How long could I keep this lie going? As it got closer to 7pm my urges got the best of me. I told my wife I had to go to the store to pick up a few random things. I went to the store then stopped by Mike’s office on the way back. The parking lot was empty except for Mike’s black Lexus SUV. I parked next to it and when in the front door, which was unlocked. He had text me that his office was at the back of the office area. This was some kind of marketing management firm, the office area was very open with rows of cubicles. Mike was a division manager and had a pretty nice office, which I spotted easy as it was the only office with lights on at this time of night. I walked up to the open door and saw Mike sitting at his desk, playing on his phone.
“Hey” I said.
“Come on in, close the door” Mike said.
I walked in, closing the door behind me. Mike pointed at the couch next to his desk, “please have a seat”.
I did, it was a comfortable couch with overstuffed cushions and a couple pillows.
Mike spoke. “Glad you made it, I was thinking about our last meetup a lot this past week. With us being so close I’d like us to meet regularly if that’s okay with you. My office is empty after 6pm, we can play here and keep it discrete. I know you’re new to this whole thing, I can teach you to take all my cock down your throat. Maybe as you get more comfortable we can do more.”
I agreed, “yeah I think that would be great Mike”.
Mike looked pleased and continued, “Since this will be a regular thing from now on, I’d like to set some ground rules for our interactions. I am your master, and as such I want you to address me as Sir, understand?”
“Yes Sir” I said
Mike gave an approving smile before continuing. “When we play you are to do everything I say, if things begin to get out of your comfort zone let me know and we can discuss it. I think given our previous conversations we are pretty similar in what we hope to get out of this. I may ask you to prepare for our meetings in a certain way, I’ll be sure to text you specific instructions beforehand if that’s the case. I know we are both doing this discreetly, so let’s try to keep our play time to 30 minutes or less so we don’t raise any suspicions at home. Does all of this work for you?”
“Yes Sir” I say again
He stood up and walked over to me, sitting on the couch next to me.
“Well let’s get started.” He said as he unzipped his pants and pulled out his big flaccid cock. I began stroking it, feeling it gradually enlarge in my hand.
“Lick the head while you stroke me” he said. I happily did so and was once again surprised by the thickness of his cock as it got rock hard over the next couple of minutes.
Mike spoke as I continued licking and stroking, “When I was younger I could go from soft to fully hard in just a few seconds. It takes a little longer now, but I enjoy the foreplay of getting it hard. Get on the floor in front of me, we’re going to work on that throat”
“Yes sir” I said as I knelt on the floor in front of the couch. Mike grabbed my head as he had previously and guided my mouth over his cock before pushing down. As he began fucking my face he spoke, “I had a girlfriend once who could take my whole cock down her throat, balls deep. She was something special, no gag reflex. I remember the first time I took my cock out for my wife, she nearly ran out the door! She had some difficulty in the beginning adjusting to my size, but ultimately she learned to take it like a champ. The trick to sucking this monster is pushing past the back of your throat. It will feel like it can’t go any further then all the sudden it pushes past and goes down your throat”. With that he pushed down on my head forcefully while also driving his cock up. His massive member hit the back of my throat and continued into my throat. It felt like I was drowning. My body quivered and my eyes instantly watered. I instinctively tried to back up but he kept my face impaled by his cock.
“Don’t go anywhere. There’s only one way to get used to this and that’s to keep doing it” he said.
I felt like I was about to pass out when he let me up. I coughed up and spit. Thank god I hadn’t eaten dinner yet. I got a few breaths in before he grabbed my head and slammed it back down on his cock, holding me there as he did before. This continued for a few minutes, and despite fighting for every breath the erotic domination of the moment was incredible. Although it didn’t get easier I was nearly swallowing his entire cock with every thrust. He eventually relented, allowing me to suck his cock at my own pace as he leaned back.
“Good boy” he said.
Eventually he grabbed my head and once again thrust it down upon his huge cock, sending it back into my throat. His cock exploded in cum, this time I was able to keep it down, swallowing nearly all of it although a bit still shot out of my mouth and onto his cock and legs. I spent the next few minutes cleaning him up and we talked about various kinks and fetishes. Once done, he got up and put his cock back in his pants before zipping them up.
“This was great” he said. “You should get going, wouldn’t want to anger the wife. I want to see you here again in 3 days, same time. I want you to wear your wife’s panties for our next playtime.”
“Yes Sir, see you then” I said before opening the office door and walking out. Once again I felt ashamed for what I did, for lying to my wife, but it was no longer an option just to stop. I thought about his massive cock all the time; the way it tasted, the thickness filling up my mouth, the look of it glistening with spit. I was a cock whore, and I would find myself needing his cock so bad my body ached.
We continued meeting regularly, 1-3 times a week. Mostly at night but occasionally on weekend afternoons and once an early morning. Always at his office when no one else was around. He definitely became more dominant the more we met. Usually his texts would just ask me to meet him but occasionally he would have requests. Asking me to wear my wife’s panties was a favorite of his. He once asked me to bring in pictures of my wife, so I could look at her while sucking his cock. He had begun fingering my asshole while I sucked him, and although I was still too nervous to let him fuck my ass with that massive cock, I could feel myself slowly giving in. We had been meeting for 3 months at this point, played 25 times or so. Most of our meetings followed a predictable process. He usually wanted me naked and told me to undress him. I’d suck him off (I could now deepthroat is cock without feeling like I was about to die), clean up the mess, and chat for 2-3 minutes while we got dressed and ready to leave, usually talking about our wives.
Steph, my wife, never suspected anything. Our sex life had actually improved since I started seeing Mike. I had a new respect for her skill at sucking my cock having been going through my “training”. I would wonder how she would handle a bigger cock like Mike’s as she had no trouble blowing mine even if I tried to get a little rough sometimes. I found myself more in the moment during sex, and wanting to be a little more dominant with her. Some of Mike I suppose was rubbing off on me and she seemed to enjoy the dominant dynamic. Steph’s 5’9” with long legs, brown hair, and blue eyes. She is an avid runner and stays in great shape. Outside our relationship she is a very dominant personality, never giving a second thought to pursuing what she wanted. With me she is more submissive, willing to let me take the lead more often then not. She worked from home, out of our basement office. She was in sales and enjoyed a very flexible schedule most of the time.
Things were going well, and I had never felt more sexually complete then I did then. One night changed everything, forever…
I got the text one Thursday afternoon, Mike wanted to see me that night, our usual spot. He also wanted me to bring a “sexy” picture of my wife and one of her dresses. I didn’t think anything of it, we had played with similar props before. “Yes Sir” I replied. I had a picture of her in a bikini on my phone, I printed it out and grabbed a little black dress from her closet before heading out. I got to the office around 7:10pm and like always Mike’s black SUV was the only car there. I went in and walked to Mike’s office. He was sitting at the desk.
“Hello” he said. “Close the door behind you and put the dress on the couch.” I did and he pushed his chair out from the desk. He spoke, “Going to try something a little different today, a little roleplay. You remember the picture of you wife right?”
“Of course Sir” I said and handed him the print out.
He continued, “She’s beautiful. Does she suck your cock at home?”
“Yes Sir” I said. This was the first time he had ever asked me a specific question about my wife’s sexual traits.
“Wonderful” Mike says, “Be honest with me, how is she? Does she know how to suck a cock? Does she know how to please a man?”
A little alarmed by the line of questioning I responded “Yes Sir, she’s amazing at sucking a cock. Better then me I think. She doesn’t do it all the time, but when she does it’s great.”
He smiled and spoke, “I want you under my desk, I want you to suck my cock like she sucks cocks while I sit here and look at her picture, imagine her in that tiny dress.”
“Yes sir” I say as I walk over and crawl under his desk. He pushes the chair in, effectively trapping me under the desk. I reach up and unzip his pants, pulling them down to reveal his semi-hard cock. Having done this plenty of times now I get right to work.
Mike spoke, “Do you think she’s satisfied? Do you think when your cock is inside her she still wants more? A woman like this, I bet she would love to be fucked by a real man, by a cock that will leave her shaking in euphoria for hours afterwards. Maybe she’s had a big cock before, maybe she thinks about it the way you think about mine. Wouldn’t that be something, you’ve been keeping this secret that your a big cock whore all this time and maybe she keeps the same secret from you.”
Mike had never spoken this way before, but as I bobbed on his massive cock under that desk I was strangely turned on by the wordplay. I was so obsessed with my own fetishes I hadn’t really given thought to hers. She had never expressed any interest in anything other then standard sex. We didn’t use toys, never tried anal. It just wasn’t our thing. He had me wondering now.
As he got closer to climax he pushed away from the desk allowing me to come out and have more space to work. He grabbed my head and fucked my face violently, more so then he had ever done before. Eventually pulling out and cumming on my face, again something he hadn’t done before.
“Bathroom is at the end of the hall” he says, “Go clean up and come back”.
In the bathroom I washed the cum off my face before going back to the office. Mike was getting his keys and was ready to leave. “That was fun Sir” I said. “Yes it was” he replied before continuing, “We’re going to have even more fun tomorrow night, as always, right here at 7pm”.
“Tomorrow Sir?” I question. We usually waited a couple days between meeting up, just so the wives wouldn’t get suspicious.
“Ohh yes!” He responds, “I think it’s time we take this to a new level boy. Tomorrow when you come to play I want you to bring your wife with you. I think she’d enjoy the show don’t you?”
I was stunned. “Sir? My wife here? I don’t think that’s a good idea, she’s not…” Mike interrupts. “She’ll be fine! You said yourself she knows her way around a cock. I think she’d enjoy watching me use you. I bet she’d enjoy being with a real man. Do you think she could handle my cock? Wouldn’t you love to see what she’s capable of? Tomorrow night I’m going to fuck you in front of your wife, then I’m going to fuck her in front of you, and I think you’ll realize you are happiest in that position, the position of a Cuck slave.
I had no words to respond, my veins had run cold. I felt like I was back in the bathroom of the hotel again, trying to figure a way out. I uttered a word, “No”.
Mike’s face changed, he was not pleased by my response. He spoke, “No? I followed you home, I know where you live. I know Steph’s always there. What if someone were to stop by tomorrow and give her these”. He opened his desk drawer and took out a bunch of pictures before throwing them on top of the desk. They were images of Mike’s office, a hidden camera, and they captured everything. The image on top was me in my wife’s panties, kneeling before Mike with his cock halfway down my throat.
Mike continued, “listen, I was hoping you’d just go along with this, be a good slut. I didn’t want to do this. Resist and you’ll have to answer for these pictures. I have the videos too, by the way. Think Steph will understand? Think she’ll stay? I imagine this will make your life very complicated. Or you can just convince her to come in and have a little fun with us. It’s just a new sexual experience, just fooling around. Tell her you have this fantasy and want to give it a try. You do it once, and we never need to do it again. We can go our own ways afterwards if you’d like, I’ll delete these. I’m not going to rape her, or you for that matter. If she gets too uncomfortable she only has to say so and we stop. It’s not cheating if she’s here, if she’s a part of it. She won’t blame you.”
I stood motionless, in complete shock.
Mike looked like he was getting frustrated, he continued his speech. “I’ll tell you what, I can see you are caught off guard here. I’ll give you some extra time to work it all out. Tell her you want this, be honest with yourself, because deep down you do want this. Tell her it’s time to explore some new things, restart that fire between you by having a new experience. I’ll give you a week to do it. We can meet for dinner next Friday to smooth over any nervousness and then go to a nice hotel to play. It will be first class the whole way. Like I said, if at any point you or Steph want to stop, we stop. Or, I’ll have someone stop by your home with these pictures, and you can have that conversation with her instead.”
Mike shut the lights of the office off and walked out. “Leave the dress here” he said. I followed behind still not talking. In the parking lot Mike turned to me and said “So, are you in?”
“Yes” I say. “Yes Sir”.
That night Steph and I had sex, and she could tell something was on my mind. I figured I had limited time to convince her, so I should go ahead and start to make my case.
“Would you want to be with someone else? Like, have sex with someone else in a safe environment with me there?” I said.
“No baby, I like being with you.” She responded “Why would you be okay with that. It would be like I’m cheating on you or something”
I respond, “Not really, it wouldn’t be cheating because we’d all be okay with it. I’d be there to watch you.”
She sat up in bed looking annoyed. “You want to watch me fuck someone else? That’s the strangest thing I’ve ever heard” she said.
This clearly wasn’t going well, and I fumbled on my words before responding. “Maybe it’s weird, but it’s something I’ve thought about and I think it would be really hot. Kind of like watching porn, except you’re the actress. It’s all about you.”
She was silent for a moment before speaking. “So you’d be in the room watching me have sex with someone else. What would you be doing? Jerking off or something?”
I replied “Probably, I don’t know, I’m sorry I brought it up. I just wanted to be open with you.”
She was again silent for a bit before responding. “I think that’s too weird for me, I mean who would you want to watch me having sex with, a friend or something? A stranger? I think it would be awkward.”
I obviously knew exactly who we’d be with but didn’t want to tip her off I already knew Mike. It would bring about more questions I didn’t want to answer. I replied “I’ll find someone, make a profile on Tinder or something and find a guy who’s mutually agreeable. He’d be outside our usual circles, so we won’t ever need to see him again after. It will be our little thing.”
I could sense her unease but to my surprise she seemed to be considering it. She eventually spoke, “You said this would be like a porno or something for you. Show me. Is there a porn video that will show me what this interaction is supposed to be like?”
We had never watched porn together, and in a strange way I was embarrassed to do so even though I had just asked her to fuck another guy while I watched. I told her there was lots of videos, called cuckold porn, where guys watched their wives have sex with someone else.
“Show me” she repeated.
Reluctantly I grab my phone and searched for a video. I picked one that I thought was more love-making then rough sex. I had no idea what Mike had planned for her but I knew she wouldn’t go for anything violent or abusive. Together we watched the 4 minute clip. The girl in the video sucked the stranger’s decently large cock before he had her lay on the bed and went down on her for a few minutes. Eventually he started to fuck her, her moans of pleasure coming across the speakers. Her husband or boyfriend sitting in the corner the entire time jerking off.
I expected her to resist more, but to my surprise she seemed to enjoy the video. “You don’t think it will be weird, me being with another guy?” She asked.
“No, this is what I want. It may be weird at first but I bet we’d warm up to it fast in the moment” I said. I wasn’t actually sure it’s what I wanted, but talking about it with her was convincing me more and more.
I could see she was visibly in deep thought. The responded “I don’t know. If we did this I’d need to meet the other guy first. I’d want to know he wasn’t a complete creep or something. The whole thing is really weird though, I don’t get it.”
She didn’t say yes, but she didn’t say no either which I took as a victory for tonight. We laid down but I’m not sure either of us really slept. I couldn’t stop thinking about Mike fucking my wife. Would Steph even be able to handle him. Maybe she’d back out as soon as she saw his massive cock.
The next day I texted Mike. “Sir, I’m still working on my wife but she’s warming up to the idea. To not raise suspicion about our relationship I’m going to tell her we just met on Tinder specifically for this experience.”
He texted back soon after, “Good boy”. He also sent over a few pictures of himself, they looked professional. “In case she asks what I look like.” He wrote.
That night I told Steph I had found someone and showed her the pictures. I’m not sure it’s what she expected. Mike’s general good looks and professional style was perhaps more appealing to her then she expected.
“We need to talk about this, I’d want to meet him. I’m not saying I’ll do it, but I’ll meet him and we can go from there.” Steph said. I could tell she was nervous and maybe even ashamed at entertaining this idea.
I responded, “We’ll have dinner with him Friday night. His name’s Mike. There’s no pressure, if it doesn’t feel right we just come straight home and never see him again.”
“Fine” Steph added.
The rest of the week was awkward. I could tell she wanted the whole thing just to go away but was willing to entertain it only because I asked. She wasn’t very affectionate, and we didn’t have sex. Friday came and the tension and nervousness between us was near a breaking point. I was worried she’d back out at the last minute, and imagined having to explain to her the pictures Mike threatened to deliver. “What should I wear tonight? Do I dress like it’s a date night?” Steph asked me.
“Yeah, I think that makes sense” I responded. She put on a bit of makeup, high heels, and a sexy little black and blue dress. We walked out to the car and drive to the restaurant, not saying a word. I wondered how I could ever go through with this, and I knew Steph wondered the same.
We got to the restaurant and Mike had already gotten us a table and ordered a bottle of wine. We walked up and shook Mike’s hand, pretending to be the first time I’ve met him. We sat down and began to talk. To be honest, dinner was a bit of a blur. Mike talked a lot, and usually to Steph. He kept the wine pouring and by the time entrees were served I could tell Steph was tipsy. She was more chatty, even cracking occasional jokes and laughing at stories. I was so hyper focused con the interplay between Mike and Steph I couldn’t even tell you what I ate that night. At one point Mike got up to use the restroom and I noticed his slacks were tight enough I could make out the outline of his huge soft cock. I think Steph saw it too but she didn’t let on. Mike spent the entire dinner skillfully breaking down my wife’s barriers, by the end they were talking as if they’d known each other for years. This is where Mike made is final pitch.
“I’ve really enjoyed meeting the two of you” Mike started before placing his hand on Steph’s talking directly to her. “Your husband explained the situation to me, this is something he wants and to be honest after meeting you I’m happy to assist. But I want you to be comfortable and okay with this also. I have a hotel room across the street, it’s a beautiful suite that we can go and either talk further, have a few drinks, whatever. No expectations. If you’re uncomfortable you and your husband can go anytime. I understand this can get a little awkward at first but I promise I can guide you through it and I know you’ll have a great experience.”
He got up from the table and put a wad of cash down before adding, “This will cover the bill, Again I really enjoyed meeting the two of you. I’ll be in room 302, tank it over and should you want to come over just knock.”
With that he was gone. Steph finished the last of her wine before saying “What do you think?”
I responded, “I like him, I think we should go over there and see how it plays out.”
She looked nervous and slightly annoyed as she said “You want us to head over there so you can watch him fuck me? You think this will be a lot of fun for you? He’s a good looking guy, but I’m not at all feeling sexual right now, just awkward. I think this is going to be a big mistake… but whatever. If you want to go over there tonight I’ll go with you. If I’m not feeling it you can fuck him.”
She meant the last part as a sarcastic joke but it obviously hit closer to home then she realized. I wondered for a moment if she would enjoy watching me suck him as much as I thought I’d enjoy watching her. Steph got up and we walked outside and across the street into the hotel. Mike texted me, “Better see you soon boy”. The elevator ride to the third floor felt like an eternity. We arrived at room 302 and knocked. Mike answered and invited us in. The suite was very nice, it had a kitchen and living room area, two separate bedrooms, and a large bathroom complete with oversized jacuzzi tub which Mike had filling with water.
“Please make yourselves at home” Mike said.
Steph put her purse on the table and sat on the couch, I stood next to the couch wondering if Steph was right, was this all a big mistake?
Sensing the awkwardness Mike jumped in, “I have an idea. Steph, why don’t you get in the jacuzzi, try to relax, I’ll pour us some wine and come join you. We don’t even need to touch.”
Steph sat up, without saying a word she walked into the bathroom, closing the door behind her. Mike looked at me, “Sit on the couch Cuck, at the end so you can see into the bathroom and watch me take a bath with your wife.”
I watched as he poured two glasses of wine and opened the bathroom door. Steph was already in the jacuzzi, bubbles up to her neck. She was looking right at me but I couldn’t tell what she was thinking or feeling. Her gaze on me snapped away however when Mike took off his pants. His huge soft cock swinging between his legs as he pulled his pants past his ankles and removed his socks and shirt. He was far more muscular then me, and Steph now couldn’t take her eyes off of him. He sat on the edge of the jacuzzi with his legs in the water, giving my wife a close up view of his huge cock as she looked at it wide-eyed in shock. She grabbed as her glass of wine and started drinking.
He started talking to her. “Your husband wanted to see if you would like a big cock to play with. We can go as slow as you’d like, but I think this will be an experience you’ll really enjoy. What do you think of it?” He gestured towards his cock, which had begun to grow in anticipation.
Steph took another drink before saying “It’s huge. I’m not sure what I’m supposed to do with that.” She looked at his cock a bit longer before glancing up at me.
Mike leaned back a bit, his cock half erect and now getting thicker by the moment. He continued, “Why don’t you hold it, aren’t you curious what a real cock feels like in your hand?”
I’m not sure why I was shocked, this was the purpose of our visit, but in the back of my head I didn’t think she’d actually go through with it. As soon as Steph put her hand around his Cock I saw a change in her. Her resistance which had persisted all week started to disappear. Steph began slowly stroking his cock, first with one hand then with two. Mike smiled, looked up to me and winked. He knew she was his tonight, and all I could do was watch. Despite my mixed emotions, my own cock had gotten rock hard at the site of my wife initiating this contact.
Mike slid his body into the jacuzzi with Steph, I could no longer see what was happening under the water but Steph’s arm movements signaled she continued to stroke Mike’s massive cock. Mike had begun to fondle Steph under the water as well. Her nervousness decreasing with each passing second. Suddenly Mike leaned in and started kissing her, before long they were both making out. Steph seemed oblivious to my presence. After about 5 minutes of kissing and touching, Mike spoke loud enough for me to hear. “Let’s move to the couch, we can return to the tub to relax more later.”
I watched as he took her hand and guided her out of the tub, then gave her a towel to dry off. They walked into the living room. Mike looked at me and said “take off your cloths, leave your underwear on boy, stay right there and don’t interrupt.” I removed my cloths, my hard cock visible under my underwear, and clearly much smaller then Mike’s. Mike continued, talking to Steph “Look at him, hard as a rock watching us in the tub.” Steph looked at me, she had never looked at my cock like that before, like she was completely uninterested.
Mike guided her to the couch, she was still wrapped in the towel when she sat down. He poured her more wine and brought her the glass. He then sat in a chair across the room, his huge cock fully erect. He looked at me and spoke, “come over here and service me Cuck”.
Steph looked at me in shock although slightly amused. Perhaps she was thankful he hadn’t called her over. I got up and walked over, kneeling between his legs as I had done many times before and started to suck his cock. From Steph’s view I’m not sure she could see much except my bare back and the motion of my head. I’m sure she could hear the sounds of my sucking and the occasional gag. I couldn’t tell you what her expression was during that time. Mike talked about me being a good Cuck and serving my master, I honestly couldn’t focus, I was too worried about what my wife must be thinking. Mike suddenly push me off of him and onto the floor. “Not bad Cuck” he said, but I bet your wife is far better. I looked over to see Steph was a mixture of nervous, amused, and drunk. Mike walked over to her and while standing in front of her said “let’s see what you can do”.
Although a little hesitant I watched Steph grab his cock and guide it to her mouth. She started sucking and I could tell by the look on her face she was shocked by his massive size. “What do you think now?” Mike asked her, she pulled her face away from his cock and took a deep breath. “It’s fucking huge” she said before going right back to sucking him. I watched she took his cock deep in her mouth, inch by inch. I knew she had skill, but I was blown away by what I was seeing. Steph would gag from time to time but push past it. In no time she had his entire I know in her throat. Mike was impressed as well. “What a fucking great throat!” He exclaimed. “I bet you husband can’t fill your mouth like this. With a mouth full of cock Steph said “No”, it was muffled but we both heard it clearly. After a few minutes Mike pulled his cock from her mouth and Steph audibly groaned in displeasure. Mike knelt down and went down on her. Steph moaned in enjoyment as Mike licked her. Her eyes were mostly closed but she occasionally opened them to look down at him and over at me before they rolled back into her head in pleasure.
Steph then said something I never expected, “I want you in me” she moaned and Mike looked up nearly as shocked as me. “Let’s move to the bedroom. Cuck you come to and stand in the corner” Mike said.
I followed them to the bedroom and Steph laid on her back as Mike got on top. Steph grabbed his cock and brought it to her pussy, where Mike gradually began to put it in. Steph’s initial reaction was like she had been struck by lightning. “Ohh fuck your too big!” She said aloud but Mike continued his insertion. Steph grabbed the sheets with one had and his leg with the other, holding on for dear life. “Ohh fuck ohh fuck” Steph moaned. She had never moaned like this for me. I watched as her pussy stretched around Mike’s huge cock in a way it never had before. Mike was about halfway in when he started pumping, putting more I. Each time. “Bigger then you’re use to huh?” Mike asked her but she didn’t answer and continued to moan loudly enough I thought the room next to us could likely hear. As Mike quickened his pace Steph’s moaned turned to desperate calls of “ooooh fuuuck! too much, too much, too much.” This continued for a minute as I watched her hole stretch and consume nearly all of Mike’s cock.
I was about to intervene, her calls for him to stop was a tap-out in my opinion but as I was about to speak up she changed her tune. “Ohhh fuck, ohh fuck, please don’t stop, please don’t stop.” I was shocked, after only a few minutes my wife was on the edge of orgasm. This encouragement wasn’t lost on Mike who began a true assault of her, his cock slamming in and out so forcefully the bed was hitting the wall. Steph responded “ohhhhh fuuuuuck! and buried her head in a pillow, the mufflered moaning still loud enough I could make out every word. Her body quivered in pleasure as Mike fucked her to orgasm. Mike pulled out, took the pillow off of her head, grabbed her hair and guided her to his cock. He began fucking her face roughly but Steph moaned with pleasure the entire time. Before long Mike forced his cock all the way down her throat has he blew his load. Steph gagged on it, but never took his cock out of her mouth. She sat there sucking every last drop before collapsing on the bed, moaning quietly.
With the assault over I realized I had at some point cummed in my underwear while in the bedroom. Something not lost on Mike, who pointed it out. Steph didn’t care, I don’t think she even heard him, she was so paralyzed by pleasure she was unable to focus on anything else.
Mike looked at me and said “what do you think Cuck? I don’t think your wife will ever be satisfied with your cock again.” The realization of what had happened hit me. He hadn’t just cuckold me, but he had changed my wife forever. How could Steph ever return to how things were.
As promised, Mike and Steph returned to the jacuzzi. I sat on the couch again in my jizz stained underwear watching. She would look at me from time to time, occasionally offering me a quick smile before returning her attention to him. I heard Mike say “I think your Cuck husband had a good time. You the two of you were agreeable I like to do this again. Maybe we can arrange for a regular thing? Steph nodded but didn’t give a definite answer. I could see here continuing to stroke his Vick in the tub but after about ten minutes they got out of the tub and dried off. As they got dressed my wife made one last grab at his cock as it dangled between his legs. She held it for a second and they looked into each others eyes before continuing to get dressed. Mike approached me. Get dressed and get the car Cuck, I’ll walk your wife down to the lobby.
I did, but waited in the lobby nearly 30 minutes before they came down. I don’t know what they did in that time alone, I didn’t ask. The car ride home was quiet. I asked her, “did you enjoy that? I thought you were incredibly hot”. She nodded and said “I was with a few guys before we met, but I’ve never seen a cock that big, I’m going to be sore for a week”.
The next 4 days we barely spoke of it. We had sex once but after watching her with Mike I could tell she wasn’t nearly as into it. She tried to make me feel better, telling me my cock was perfect for her and she wouldn’t want to be fucked like Mike fucked her all the time, but inside I knew she was just trying to make me feel better.
The following Thursday I got a text from Mike. “We playing this weekend?” But this time it wasn’t just to me, it was to Steph also. A group chat. At some point they must have exchanged numbers. Steph was next to me at the time, read the text and without saying a word to me responded, “Sure. Same time and place?”
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