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 How My Wife Began to Cuckold Me

   Here is our story.  My wife is a south Asian immigrant from a very
conservative religious background.  She says I was her first, but I never
saw any blood when we first did it, and I think that she did it with one of
the guys who she said she had innocent relationships with before she came
to the US.

   My wife is a small woman, but with C-cup breasts.  She was 42 when this
situation first started.  I was 46.  It is now eight years later.

   We were married more than 20 years when I noticed that when she talked
about some guy who had made a pass at her that day at work, or at the
supermarket, or gas station, it turned me on.

   Through the Internet, I found out that a lot of married men were
turned-on by this sort of thing, and I started to ask her for reports, and
encouraged her to flirt back.

   I asked her which men were after her at work, and asked if she might
like to fuck them.  She said no, and said I was crazy and sick for
suggesting it.

   However, she did play along sometimes.  One thing that she would do is
let me enter apart from her when we went out to a dance club, and let me
watch as she got hit on, and as she talked to and danced with men.  That
turned me on, and made my heart race tremendously.

   I kept asking her to take it further.  It took five years from the time
I first suggested it to the time she finally did it.  Things heated up when
I got a job that required me to spend a lot of time away from home.  She
started flirting with one of the younger guys at work.  She admitted she
would have "done it," if he had made the move...  but it didn't happen.

   She also went out with her single co-workers when I was away, and danced
and took phone numbers.  She met one guy who she said she was attracted to,
but his travel prevented a hook-up.

   Finally a former co-worker who used to flirt with her a lot came to town
and called her up.  I was away at the time.  She told me about his call,
and said that she might "do it" with him...  just for me.  I talked with
her on the phone just before she went out.  She told me she was dressing in
a low-cut sweater, skirt and black stockings.  She told me that unless I
said no, she was going to do it.  I told her to go for it.

   I talked to her the next day.  She was a bit upset and hung over.  It
wasn't until I got back home that I got the full story about her night out
with the guy.

   She told me she met him at a local pub/restaurant, and they drank.  She
ordered a Margarita, then another before they ordered dinner.  She ended up
drinking four through the night, which is a lot for her.

   He then invited her to the place he was staying.  It was an apartment
that a friend away on business had let him use for the visit.  On their way
up the stairs he picked her up and carried her up the stairs, his hand
brushing her breast on the way.

   In the apartment, he put her on a couch, and then put on some music,
giving her a beer.  It wasn't long before he asked her to dance to a slow
tune.  He held her close and played with her hair, complimenting her on how
good she smelled.  Afterward he kept running his hand up and down her back.
She told him how good it felt, and asked him if he gave massages.

   He was only too happy to give her a massage.  He rolled out a comforter
on the floor, and pulled her down onto it.  As she lay down face up, her
skirt rode up high on her thighs.  He stopped her from pulling it down,
saying, "Let me see those beautiful legs."

   He then massaged her legs and worked his way up and inside her thighs.
Soon he had his hands inside her sweater and under her bra.  She said she
weakly tried to push his hand away, but the line had been crossed.  He bent
over to kiss her while he worked her breasts.

   He undressed her...  first her sweater and bra, then her skirt.  He
sucked her nipples (which I know turns her on tremendously).  She said he
then moved his hand down into her panties and panty hose.  She said she
knew she was very wet.  When he felt that, he pulled her panties and hose
down and put his mouth on her pussy, licking and sucking her.  She said she
felt helpless and could not resist anymore as he licked her and touched and
gently pulled her breasts.

   He then got up quickly and pulled his pants down and rolled a condom
over his hard cock.  She said that he was like me, about 6", but thicker.
She then felt guilty and resisted briefly as he began to penetrate her. 
Then she pushed him off.  He begged her, so she grabbed his cock and
started sucking it.  He turned around on top of her and they started 69ing.

   The alcohol she drank was having more of an effect on her, and she began
be feel a bit woozy.  She reported that she came several times, but that he
hadn't come, probably because of the alcohol.  She was sucking and stroking
him with the condom on...  and finally he came.

   Then she said she felt guilty and started crying.  About that time she
got sick from the booze, vomiting in the bathroom.  It wasn't the best
experience, but that was only the first time.  He went home to his city the
next day, and she hasn't seen that particular guy since.

   After my wife gave me her full report she cuddled with me and we had
some hot sex.  As we lay in each other's arms enjoying the afterglow our
mutual climaxes, she admitted that playing with another guy's cock, sucking
him, and almost having full sex with him had been very erotic.  It wasn't
long before she smiled and acknowledged that in fact it had all turned her
on a lot.

   I told her I thought it was time for her to find another guy with whom
she could fully enjoy unbridled sex...  now that that first awkward
situation was behind her.  She was hesitant, but over the next few days she
agreed that it might be fun.

   I was in town for a couple weeks, so as we had done in earlier days, we
began going to a dance club on weekends.  She would go in alone, dressed in
sexy attire (driving in her own car), and I would follow several minutes
later.  I would sit at the bar.  She would sit alone at a table.

   As we had done in those earlier days, I watched as guys hit on her.  But
now she was letting herself be hit on...  and she responding when guys
caressed her while dancing with her.  Even that first night a handsome guy
invited her to join him at a motel...  and she went!

   She didn't even make eye contact with me as they left.  I followed them
out to the parking lot and discretely watched as she made out with him in
his car before they left.  Gawd, that turned me on.

   When they pulled out, I followed from a safe distance.  I guess I would
not have had to do that.  She told me later that she had noticed me
following and had told the guy she was with that, "My husband is in the car
behind us.  But, don't worry about it, he wants me to fuck another man."
The guy was a little surprised, and seemed to watch my car drive by when
they stopped at a motel.

   I drove by a while later and did not see his car.  They either got a
room in the back, or went on to another motel.  I drove home and waited...
for three hours.  That's when my wife arrived home.

   Her hair was a mess, and her clothes were wrinkled...  but she had a
smile on her face.  "I did it," she proudly announced as she walked into
our bedroom.  All I could say was, "Good for you.  Did you enjoy yourself?"

   Without replying, she removed all her clothes and climbed into bed with
me.  She took my hand and put it between her legs.  She was very wet!  She
said, "Yes, I did it...  all the way this time...  and without a condom. 
He was a very good lover, and I plan to see him again tomorrow night.  What
do you think about that?"

   I couldn't believe it.  My wife of 25 years had gone from absolute
disinterest in sex with another guy...  through a less-than-favorable
experience...  to actually having sex with a guy.  More than that, she had
actually let the guy deposit his juices inside her!  She claimed he gave
her several orgasms.

   She reached down and found that my cock was hard, stimulated by the
knowledge of what she had just done.  She pulled me up on top of her and
aimed my cock into her wet pussy.  As I slid in I noticed a new sensation.
My cock was being lubricated by another guy's cum!

   I started to gently screw my wife as she told me what she had done with
her new lover.  Apparently she had sucked him off until he came, and let
him eat her to orgasm...  they rested...  then he fucked her missionary
style for a while.  She said that before she left he also fucked her in the
doggy position.

   Hearing all that, I soon picked up my pace and pounded her until we both
climaxed.

   The next day over breakfast we talked.  I asked her if she really
intended to meet him again.  Rather firmly she informed me, "Absolutely."

   That was the beginning of a rather long series of new lovers for my
wife. The more she fucked other guys, the more confident she became, and
the more she seemed to love the variety.  I had formally become a cuckold
husband...  and I as enjoying my new role.

   She always gives me full reports upon her return, and we always have
great sex before we fall asleep.

   Generally my wife sees other guys when I am out of town, and keeps
herself for me when I am home.  I have never met any of her lovers, but she
always tells me every little detail about their love making techniques.

   My dear wife has become very confident in her sexuality, and has brought
home some new love making techniques that she shares with me.  She has
become an expert in giving me oral pleasure.  She has also helped me learn
how to orally please her at a higher level.

   I have purchased my wife several new sets of very sexy clothing for her
to wear on her outings.  That's one way I feel I am a part of her
adventures.  Of course her detailed reports are what really keep me in the
loop, and make me feel as though I a part of the fun she has.
   While others may not understand a relationship like ours, I love it!