Do you remember the first time you waited at home while your wife was on a date with another man? [MF]
For you husbands whose wives have dated and played leaving you at home waiting: Can you recall what it was like the first time your wife went out on a date without you? Do you remember all those intense, tumultuous and often conflicting feelings, the flood of thoughts, the pangs of anxiety when the heavy truth hit: that your wife would be sharing her body with a lover in total privacy, while you were left home with just your thoughts?
I know you can, because that night is deeply etched into your mind like engraving on a granite plaque. I am sure you can relate to my recollections of the first time my wife Lynn went on a date without me and spent the night with another man at his place.Read my recollections and comment, and p\[lase do share your experiences here!
**As Lynn told it to me:** My wife connected with Mark at a local hotel bar while she was out and about one night. He worked at the hotel. She had seen and admired him on more than one occasion and she told me that he always gave her the eye when she saw him. Mark was very handsome in a rugged way. With wavy black hair and a charming smile and nicely muscular working man’s body. I knew that lots of women admired him. He was just the type of man my wife finds attractive. So Lynn was delighted when Mark struck up a conversation with her.
**It is Game On!:** How could Mark not be attracted? My wife is blonde, curvy in all the best ways possible, with a lovely face, awesome legs, pretty and very well pedicured soft, sexy feet, a heart-shaped butt to die for, plus an all-natural and lovely pair of “man magnets” that measure out at a nice and very impressive 36DD. And she knows how to get the attention of a man to whom she is attracted.
Apparently my wife got Mark’s attention. It was not long after they made eye contact that they were sitting together and deeply engaged in conversation. Once the ice was broken, they talked the night away and when the booze began hitting, Mark began hitting on Lynn. She responded to him receptively every step of the way and turned up her power to tempt a man. Mark finally worked up to asking her if she would come to his place. My wife happily accepted his invitation.
As the night progressed, Mark deferred their rendezvous for another night as he had worked all that day and was tired. Apparently, he wanted to give her his best. So they made a date for the weekend. Mark and I knew each other and he quite well knew that Lynn is my wife. Before their date was through, Mark would end up sending me an unmistakable message in regard to what he thought about that.
When Lynn returned home that night, she was all smiles, and it was obvious that she was very excited about something. Almost straightway she told me about her evening with Mark and asked me if I was ok with her accepting his invitation and going to his place on the coming weekend. (Pun intended!) Well…damn…what was I supposed to say? “No”? I have to admit that I was as excited as she was. In any case, it is not a cuckold’s place to deny his wife the opportunity to connect with a man that she is attracted to
When the big night came, Lynn was obviously excited that her date night had finally arrived. She dressed in her most alluring attire and even slipped on what I call her “lucky panties”. It was when she put on those special panties that the full realization finally hit me: my wife was fully intending on going on a date with another man, had sex on her mind, and I was going to be left home awaiting her return, and I had no idea of when she would be returning.
Lynn looked oh-so-damn-sexy when she was finished dressing. The fragrance of Opium perfume made her smell irresistible. She was giddy with anticipation as she prepared to leave for her date. I walked my wife to the car and kissed her. “Got condoms and lube?” I asked. Lynn replied with a wide and wicked grin “Yes, I do. Don’t wait up for me, honey.” I smiled and told her “Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do!”. “Oh, I won’t”. And if I do I will tell you all about it” she said with a sexy sparkle in her eyes, and then she rolled up the window and backed out of the garage. The plan was to meet Mark at the hotel and have few drinks. Then Mark would leave, and Lynn would leave a few minutes after and join him at his bungalow near the beach.
After Lynn left the house, I got to thinking. I had never experience this with my wife before. Try as I might to settle down and watch TV and make the night seem at least somewhat normal, I could not stop thinking intensely about what she and Mark were doing and would be doing… how it was very likely that my sweet loving wife was soon going to be naked in another man’s arms, in his bed, just the two of them alone together…making out and sharing intimate passionate lover’s kisses… him slowly undressing her… my wife helping out by dropping her bra after Mark unclasps it. My wife exposing her bare breasts to Mark’s lusty gaze and eager exploring touch… Mark taking off my wife’s panties, sliding them off her smooth legs and beholding the enticing sight of her smooth bare mons and outer lips… this would be a night in which my wife and another man would truly become intimate lovers the way she and I did the first time we made love.
**The Big Bang! When Worlds Collide:** I could not get my thoughts of what was going on not two miles away–what steamy torrid, hot naked pleasures they were about to share–out of my head. I made myself a strong drink to take some of the edge off. That did little good. Try as I might, I could not concentrate on a movie or TV show. The only images that had any relevance to me were the ones in my head: images of my wife’s date with Mark playing before my mind’s eye.
I finally got lost in my thoughts and I masturbated. I came like worlds colliding!
My head got dizzy, my heart pounded, my breath came in gasps, then the first blasts of cum spewed out so hard that I thought my balls would be blasted out of my dickhole. As the intense convulsions overtook me, a loud continuous animal roar rose from deep within me and lasted until I was gasping for breath and my voice became hoarse. The aftershocks seemed like they lasted for several minutes. I was left sweating and breathless and panting. As my breathing returned to normal, I lay there immobile, in a near coma for what seemed 30 minutes.
Calmed down big time, then started thinking again…got lost in thoughts about my wife and Mark making out like teenagers. Them touching and devouring each other with hungry kisses. Of Mark removing his shirt and Lynn running her hands all over Mark’s muscular chest as they make out. In my mind, I can see Lynn stroking Mark’s erection through the cloth of his jeans. Lynn unzips him to let his raging hardness pup out free in all its stiff glory. Her stroking his hardness as Mark put his hand between my wife’s legs and rubbed his fingers over her oozing wetness. His touch sending chills of pleasure washing over my wife’s body. My wife kissing Mark’s chest, his nipples, then kissing and licking her way down Mark’s stomach until she is licking and sucking his cock, making it twitch and throb. Mark gasping as he watches and feels Lynn engulf his erect member with her mouth…feeling her circling the engorged head with her tongue… Mark reaching out to touch, to feel, Lynn’s big soft breasts. My mind produced mental images of my wife rising up from between Mark’s legs and holding out her breasts for him to touch and kiss…Mark kissing and licking and sucking her oh-so-erect pale pink nipples… they, sharing deep long passionate kisses…enjoying each other’s naked bodies…my wife softly sighing as he touches and kissed her naked flesh.
I got lost in my thoughts and masturbated. I came like a nuclear explosion…
Calmed down a bit, then started thinking again…got lost in thoughts… about my wife getting SO aroused and wet for her new lover. Images of Mark removing his jeans, lying down and taking my wife into his arms and exploring every inch of her naked body with his hands and lips… my wife responding to Mark’s exquisite foreplay … I saw my wife laying back and spreading her lovely legs for her lover to enjoy her pussy… Mark staring lustily at my wife’s aroused vulva, parting her lips with his fingers…sliding a finger, and then two, inside and feeling Lynn’s silky wetness …putting his face between her legs and inhaling her amazing natural feminine fragrance …then tasting and licking and sucking her pussy …hearing in my mind my wife moaning and squealing as he brings her to orgasms… them engaged in a hot 69, licking and sucking each other’s genitals… thinking how Lynn stopped sucking my cock years ago and reserves this pleasure exclusively for her lovers.
I got lost in my thoughts and masturbated. I came like a volcano erupting…
Calmed down a bit, then started thinking again…got lost in head scenes about my wife laying back on the bed… looking Mark in the eyes and smiling an inviting smile as if to say “It’s time now, baby…” then I could see my wife raising and spreading her legs in an invitation for Mark to be inside her hot wet tight little pink pussy …her taking her new lover in her arms, and them sharing a deep lover’s kiss and then Mark rising to his knees between my Lynn’s thighs and holding her legs apart as he slowly slides his rock hard throbbing cock inside my wife’s dripping aching pussy…her softly gasping as she feels Mark plunge in to the balls, so very deep inside her.
I got lost in my thoughts and masturbated. I came like two powerful freight trains hitting head on at full speed. Calmed down a bit, then started thinking again…got lost in thoughts about the sounds they were probably making as they shared hot urgent hungry sex. Seeing in my mind’s eye my wife’s arms and legs wrapped around her lover, her warm bare breasts pressed against Mark’s naked chest, Lynn undulating her pelvis and meeting him thrust for thrust…Mark breathing heavily as he plunges time-after-time-after-time-after-time, each thrust pushing his rock hard manhood so very deep inside my wife’s hungry aroused sex… my wife panting with lust as she feels the pleasure build up. Her lover arousing her… Mark giving my wife crests of pleasure she does not ever experience with me. Intense animal fucking and intimate tender but passionate making love, all rolled into one. I could feel in my mind what he was feeling,that awesome way my wife can clamp down with her vagina’s muscles and squeeze so very tightly on a cock it almost feels like it is in a vise.
I got lost in my thoughts. I came like a semi truck crashing into a mountain side.
Calmed down a bit, then started thinking again…got lost in thoughts of what Mark was feeling as he buried himself into the slick heat of my wife’s aroused and very wet vagina. How the sensation became unbearably pleasurable, how his thrusts quickened and deepened as he edged closer and closer to that most intimate of moments: what I call The Moment of Truth, when he reaches the pinnacle of pleasure and explodes inside her. My wife holding her lover ever-so-close as she feels his body tighten and shudder and feels his cock throb and the head swelling inside her as his climax becoming inevitable. Mark pressing down full length upon my wife’s naked body, holding her tight against him, his mouth on hers, kissing her deeply as her furiously assails Lynn’s pussy with his hot hard penis…
I got lost in my thoughts. I came waves crashing into the shore
.When the overwhelming spasms begin to overtake him, I hear Mark panting and groaning and moaning and shouting… I see my wife holding Mark tightly and urging him on as falls helplessly over the edge, whispering in his ear “It’s all for you now, baby!” holding Mark very close in her arms as he discharges long and hard and copiously… my wife working her hips as if to coax every last drop of cum from him. I could imagine Mark thrusting as deeply inside her as possible, his balls quivering strongly as the flood of semen poured forth. I did not know how many times this scene would play out between Mark and my wife, but I knew if he was good and Mark properly aroused and pleasured her, it would *not* be only once.
I got lost in my thoughts and masturbated. I came like a shotgun blast.
My mind played the scene of the new lovers enjoying the sweet afterglow. The spasms of Mark’s final orgasm subside and he lays on top of my wife, spent and breathless. “Oh, gawd! That was amazing!” Mark says in true astonishment. “I’m glad it was good for you, Baby”, Lynn coos softly, “You were good too, baby!” They lay that way for a long while, their naked bodies still entwined, the lovers spent and breathless. To Lynn’s surprise Mark is still hard inside her. In my mind’s eye she kisses him and gently urges him off of her. She is totally satisfied and even if Mark is still ready to go, Lynn is way too sore to even think about doing it again. Lynn rises up to pee and freshen up and. Mark follows my now well fucked wife to the bathroom and when she is done on the commode, she very gently wipes he very tender vulva, then goes to the basin to freshen up. In the mirror she watches as Mark takes a long after sex piss. Both now so comfortable in each other’s presence, relaxed with each other, as lovers should be.
I got lost in my thoughts and masturbated. I came like a cap gun going off…
**Can’t keep my hand off:** And so it went…I got to thinking…stroked off…calmed down…got to thinking…stroked off…calmed down, then got to thinking again…and stroked off…came, calmed down…repeating the sequence again and again and again and again… I beat my poor meat so many times. I beat it until when I came it would cough up a puff of dust…and finally just dry quivers in a soft penis. I killed the damn little bugger.
****THE EPILOGUE:**** The sun had not come up when I heard the car coming up our long gravel driveway. Lynn had left Mark’s place early because she drove a very distinctive car and realized that friends of ours, lived on the same street and she did not want her car to be seen there the next morning. I started to get very excited at the fact that my wife finally arrived back home. And if I was lucky she would tell me at least some of the hot highlights of her night before nodding off to sleep.
I hurried to the garage to welcome my wife back home. I was not quite prepared for what I was about to see as my wife got out of the car. The first thing I noticed in the dim light coming from the interior of the car was that her hair was a mess. When Lynn left it was ever-so-carefully carefully coiffed. Now it looked as if she had walked through a wind storm. Her clothes were disheveled, she was barefoot, bra-less… she had her purse and bra and shoes and panties in her hands… she had a glazed look in her eyes… when I hugged her I could smell his smell and his cologne on her.
When I kissed my wife she kind of shied away as if her lips were sore… in other words, my wife looked and acted like she had been good and properly and thoroughly and totally very well fucked, long and hard and repeatedly.
It seems that my night’s torrid masturbatory imaginings had come to reality with Lynn and Mark… and then some! But the surprises were not over. More to come! (*Pun intended*.)
As my wife stepped into the well-lighted kitchen, she stopped and said “Oh my gawd, honey! Mark was one hell of a fuck! Really INTENSE!” As she spoke what I noticed confirmed that Mark was indeed a very intense lover: I saw something I had never ever seen on a person before: my wife had a big puffed up hickey… on her bottom LIP! Holy fukkkk! Mark and my wife must have had one hot hell of a fucking time together!
“Damn! You have a lip hickey”, I declared incredulously.
“Yeah. Is it bad?”, Lynn replied, adding, “It’s kinda sore. So is my pussy. I told you he was an intense fuck.”
But the surprises were not over yet…
Lynn got a glass of water from the pitcher in the fridge and then headed directly for the bathroom, with me following her like a smitten puppy. (Smitten cucky?) As she stripped out of her blouse and skirt, I saw my wife had numerous hickies: on her neck, around her nipples, on her butt, on her tummy! (Later, I would find a couple between her legs on her inner thighs near her vulva!) The man had made a very meticulous effort to mark his territory! Clearly Mark making his marks on my wife’s body was his way of sending me an unmistakable message that he had totally possessed my wife’s naked body and that he had totally cuckolded me. But the surprises were not over yet…
After Lynn sponged off (she was too exhausted for a shower) and was ready for bed, she began to tell me about their hot night together. I started masturbating because the story began to convey that their night together was way hotter than my horny sexually creative cuckold brain could even begin to imagine. But my little dikclit stayed limp and unresponsive…until… I put my hand between Lynn’s legs. There was an unmistakable slickness there. Bringing my fingers to my nose, the odor of semen confirmed that my wife was oozing her lover’s cum! My head spun when I realized that Mark had her bareback and he inseminated my wife!
Lynn told me before she left home that she had condoms with her. When I pressed my wife about it, she claimed that Mark fucked her so hard when he was cumming that the condom broke. But the tone in her voice made me skeptical of that story. Something was not quite right about her story. I more urgently pressed her with my doubts and my wife finally admitted that she had him remove the condom so she could enjoy the intense pleasure of having sex with Mark skin to skin, as nature intended. Lynn said Mark came inside her at least four times and that he was like an insatiable animal once he got into it. And he was a very heavy cummer.
My wife’s narrative of her experience with Mark kept me rubbing my nubbin and occasionally the mental pictures her words spawned sent jolts of arousal all through me. My very well beaten weenis got at least half hard. But that final revelation made my head spin. My little dikclit, although mostly limp, spit up the last little pearls of cum my poor overworked balls had produced.
My wife went to sleep with a smile on both pairs of her (very sore) lips, and my now sleepy mind was thinking how I was sure Mark beamed a self-satisfied smile as Lynn left, knowing he had left his marks and I would be seeing them.
My last thoughts before I nodded off where that Mark and Lynn had made me into a total, completely and quite thoroughly cuckolded husband.
(Please share your comments. And please do share some memories of your first experience as a Stay at Home Cuckold.)
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