The Former Trophy Wife (FM, Cheating)

The cold bites at my face despite the tartan scarf that comes up to my button nose and full lips. It’s so cold that I even worry about Dale as he runs across the playground towards his friends, stopping once to wave at me with mittened hands, before rushing off around the corner of the school building.

This wasn’t the life I’d imagined for myself back when I met my husband Joel in a swanky nightclub in London nineteen years prior. He was in finance and wealthy beyond comprehension for a young, naive girl from a quiet town. But I knew how to dress and I knew that I looked good, and that’s what caught his eye. A drunken romp in his hotel room had lead to a proper date, and that had lead to sharing a flat and then to the wedding day from my dreams. Joel wasn’t shy of telling me he like blondes with big tits and long legs, and I certainly covered all those check boxes for him.

The Former Trophy Wife (FM, Cheating)

The cold bites at my face despite the tartan scarf that comes up to my button nose and full lips. It’s so cold that I even worry about Dale as he runs across the playground towards his friends, stopping once to wave at me with mittened hands, before rushing off around the corner of the school building.

This wasn’t the life I’d imagined for myself back when I met my husband Joel in a swanky nightclub in London nineteen years prior. He was in finance and wealthy beyond comprehension for a young, naive girl from a quiet town. But I knew how to dress and I knew that I looked good, and that’s what caught his eye. A drunken romp in his hotel room had lead to a proper date, and that had lead to sharing a flat and then to the wedding day from my dreams. Joel wasn’t shy of telling me he like blondes with big tits and long legs, and I certainly covered all those check boxes for him.

[MF] Fulfilling my wife’s biggest sexual fantasy.

Chapter 1 – Her heart’s desire.

This year we celebrated both my wife’s 50th birthday and our 25th wedding anniversary… on the same day!!! I have been so fortunate that my wife Pamela was so gracious that she picked her birthday to be our wedding day…so I will never forget. She is as beautiful today as the day I married her but love her so much more.
For my wife’s birthday we took a trip to Italy. During a beautiful night in Tuscany, we sat in the veranda of our rented villa, and reflected back on our life together. The only regret we had was we never had kids, we were unable to. But other than that, life has been good to us. We have been blessed.

I asked my wife what she wanted for our future and without hesitation she answered “More adventures”. I raised my glass to toast her and as we drank I caught her giving me a weird look.
I put my drink down and looked at her quizzically. She knew why and she smiled.

“You did not let me finish.” She said, as she took a long sip of her wine. She took a breath and then continued.

My Wife Starts Dating

Chapter One

It had been a long wait. But my patience was finally rewarded. Yesterday my wife Lexy had her first “date” with her crush. It went well.

Let me back up a bit. I have been interested in being cheated on ever since I saw my wife flirting with a guy at our wedding.

It was three years ago. She was drunk. She had danced with this guy a couple of times. The they went outside to smoke a cigarette. I was drunk too. I went outside for some fresh air, and I saw them — their heads close together. Laughing. And instead of getting angry, I got really turned on.

I knew I was different then. But I had no idea that there were others like me. But a couple months ago I discovered online on an adultery website that there were other husbands like me. There were men who posted about their wives cheating on them, and they said how much it turned them on. It wasn’t cuckoldry, in the sense that they were not there watching. But nevertheless, they really got into the fact that their wives were out with other guys.

Firsts…[MFM], MILF, Asian and nude beach [NSFW]

So began my work travels in Hawaii as a 27 year old years back. Fresh out of a LTR, I was looking to explore.

About me: I am Asian (small part non asian), but had never been with an Asian girl. 5’10”, fit from running and surfing.

I read about a nude beach up on North Shore and decided one extended weekend to make a trip out there. When I got there, I made my way down the path as the internet said, turned right, and saw there were two couples there. One middle aged Filipino Couple with the petite short haired MILF topless showing off her solid B cups, and a younger white couple, both clothed. I decided to take a breath and set up between them. Not wanting to be too presumptuous I only went down to board shorts (both men were in board shorts). Shortly after the MILF put her top on, assuming I was just perving…which I suppose I was. You could tell some tension, so the younger white couple left.

The Waitress and the Cop, Part 5 [Mf]

They ended up falling asleep in each other’s arms that night after she blew him on the hotel bed. She awoke the next morning and found herself exactly how she was when she fell asleep—tucked neatly in James nook. They both slept so peacefully that neither of them moved. She didn’t dare move because she knew once he awoke then he’d have to leave. He’d surely have a family waiting to see him. The thought made her sad but she was happy they finally had a full night together, after six months of patrol car back seats and blankets on the ground in the woods.

“Rachel?” he wasn’t whispering but his voice was a bit horse. “I’m awake,” she said, rolling out of his nook onto her back. “Thank you for last night. I had a wonderful time,” she said, rolling to the edge of the bed and sitting up, looking around the small room for her uniform. She could hear he was moving now too and the sight of him getting dressed to leave depressed her too much so she didn’t turn around. After a few seconds James sat down beside her. He was still completely naked, his face had a light gray stubble and his arm and chest were imprinted with her hand and ear where she had been lying on him.

First time [mfm]

My now wife and at the time (25f) and me (25m) had talked about inviting my friend Phil (26m), to join us for some fun. We had never done it before and I’m not quite sure thinking back how we came to decide that we wanted to try it.

One bank holiday, Phil and I spent a good part of the afternoon day drinking. I asked him if he would be interested because my wife wanted to try an Mfm. He was agreeable and she later met us out at the pub.

I let her know that Phil was game. We soon got into a taxi for the ride back to our place. My wife sat between us. Within a few moments she was rubbing the inside of his thigh and he had his hand in her crotch rubbing the outside. She turned to me and said “he’s touching my pussy.“ I could tell she was getting very excited. When she knew I was OK with it, she turned to him and they started kissing passionately.

How I became a cuckold and my first experience [MF][Voyeur][Cuckold]

After lurking for quite a while and reading a lot of stories and experiences here I decided to share the start of my cuckold journey. Requests for photos will be summarily ignored.

The first step towards cuckoldry started during my time as a student. After my mandatory military service, I started to study. My wife Sasha, at that time she was my girlfriend, went to university on the other side of the country. We didn’t see each other often but were really in love with each other. (We still are.) The times with my buddies could get pretty wild and Sasha was a hot girl at university, so she wasn’t living in a nunnery either. After both of us had a brush with unfaithfulness/ cheating because of the damn long distance relationship, we decided to try an open relationship.

At the time we had lots of fun. I finished my studies and got a job near Sasha’s city and we moved in together. We switched to a monogamous lifestyle and had a pretty vanilla sex life for a while. After some time I got a new job that required a lot of travel though, so we were right back where we started. We tried to make it work, which it did. However after Sasha finished her studies, she got a very travel intensive job too.

The Waitress and the Cop, Part 4 [Mf]

She laid on her back, catching her breath from the tremendous orgasm she just shared with him. He was asking her, more or less, if they were exclusive. As a man who just turned fifty (she overheard another waitress say it was Jim’s birthday yesterday when he drove past the diner), she assumed he was married and though she hated to think of herself as an adulterer, she just longed for James so deeply and so erotically (and now emotionally, too) that she put his real life in the back of her mind and tried not to visit the idea. Before tonight she didn’t know if James was just a romancer in the sack or if he actually started to form a real bond to her. They had, over the weeks, talked a bit here and there about books and movies, favorite local places and foods they like. It was nothing earth shattering to know about someone, but it was something and it was nice just talking with one another. They both had an undeniable crush on the other, clearly physically but also emotionally.