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Making of a Cuckold: Unintended Consequences
by Cindi's Toy (no address provided)

***

The story of a couple experimenting with a threesome 
and how that experiment played out over the course of 
thirty years. (MMF, d/s, reluc,  bi, anal, swinger, 
voy, cuck, drugs, alcohol)

***

It was 1979 and we doing more drugs than would be 
considered appropriate in these more conservative 
times. Cindi, my wife of two years, and I had a friend 
that became a major cocaine importer and he was always 
handing out little bindles of fun to everyone in our 
group. We were already pot smokers, so the addition of 
an upper also required the introduction of something 
that would let us get to sleep at the end of the 
evening which was, of course, alcohol. Looking back I 
can hardly believe the risks we took with the drug 
use, but as it turned out drugs were the least of my 
problems.

If you have ever done cocaine, you know that it alters 
perceptions and gives the user a sense of 
invincibility. Some people get so wired, they can't 
perform sexually while others feel as though their sex 
drive is in over drive. Mix the rush of cocaine with 
alcohol and pot, and one's judgment becomes seriously 
impaired. Both Cindi and I went into sexual hyper 
drive with the mixture of drugs and booze.

Keep in mind we are talking about a world before AIDS, 
HIV or herpes. Back then everything picked up while 
riding bare back could be handled with an injection of 
penicillin. Cindi was young and beautiful. She 
attracted a fair amount of male attention. Cindi had 
the type of body that practically screamed sex. The 
drugs had an interesting effect on me. For reasons I 
can't entirely explain, I developed an interest in 
seeing Cindi being screwed by another guy. 

I hadn't ever heard the term cuckold. I just thought 
she might like the pleasure after a few years of the 
same cock. I thought it might be nice to have another 
woman and it was only fair that we both get to 
experience another person after a few years of 
marriage. I also wanted to see her make love to a 
woman because I was positive it was something she 
wanted to do, again. She told me about a threesome she 
was in just before we met. She never said it wasn't 
anything other than awkward and despite my proposals 
that we try it again, she kept saying no. 

Optimally, I'd be watching while Cindi was having sex 
with someone else. When we visited NYC, I nearly got 
Cindi to go to Plato's Retreat, one of the first 
swinger sex clubs that sprung up across the country in 
the mid 1970's. We talked about going, but Cindi 
didn't like the scene. She thought it would be creepy 
and that reality would never match my fantasy. Looking 
back I'm certain she was correct. Also, although no 
one knew about HIV, AIDS was being passed around by 
sexually active people who didn't practice safe sex. 
Safe sex is a concept that would not come into being 
for three plus years. Back then, as long as the woman 
didn't get pregnant it was all safe sex.

Another aspect of my personality that changed due to 
drug use was that I had come to prefer giving Cindi 
oral pleasure over conventional sex. We had been 
married for two years and I thought this was just a 
phase. As it turns out, it is a phase that has lasted 
to 2012, about 33 years.

One night we returned home from visiting with friends. 
We had done cocaine, smoked pot and drank a bottle of 
cognac. As we started to undress for bed, I raised the 
topic of her sleeping with another man. Cindi warned 
me she didn't think the actual experience would 
measure up and that it would negatively impact our 
relationship. 

We both knew that her best friend's former husband had 
a crush on Cindi. We both liked Charlie and enjoyed 
his company. Charlie was a nice guy, a great designer 
and comfortable with both of us. He had a crush, but 
never did anything out of respect for both of us. I 
mentioned to Cindi that we might consider Charlie as 
the third person and that this evening might be the 
right time because we are both a bit high and we knew 
Charlie was as well because he was at the party. 
Charlie only lived a few blocks away from us back 
then, so it would only take him a minute to travel to 
our house if we decided to extend the invitation and 
he decided to accept.

Cindi was probably pretty high because her resolve 
broke down in only a few minutes. I described some 
sexually arousing scenes and I could see the wheels 
spinning in Cindi's eyes. Cindi said that we would all 
have to retain the power to stop. If one of us wanted 
it to stop, we would all have to stop. Cindi's 
suggestion sounded good to me, so we decided to call 
Charlie and see if he was interested. This was risky 
because if Charlie didn't want to join us, he might 
tell some of the other people with whom we hung out 
and that would change everything. In hindsight I 
should have known that Charlie wouldn't turn down the 
opportunity to screw Cindi under any circumstances.

As it turned out, Charlie was anxious to join us and 
couldn't believe his good luck. He hadn't yet changed 
after arriving home from the party and was on his way 
in seconds. In only a few minutes, Charlie was in our 
living room. We all took out our bindles of cocaine, 
rolled a few fat joints and poured three glasses of 
cognac. 

We snorted, smoked and drank for about 15 minutes, 
each of us a bit uncomfortable about the new 
arrangement. I suggested we move into the bedroom. 
Once all three of us were sitting on the bed, Charlie 
reached over and kissed Cindi, a long, slow kiss. I 
don't know what I thought would happen, but Cindi 
kissed back. She seemed to like what was happening 
more than I had imagined. 

Charlie was rubbing Cindi over her pants and she began 
to get lost in the motion. The one thing about Cindi I 
have always admired is that she gets completely lost 
in sex, with or without drugs. With drugs she 
disappears into a cloud of pleasure. We all began to 
take off our clothes, though I was sitting at the foot 
of the bed and they were at the other end of the king 
sized bed making out. There was only one candle in the 
room, no electric lights. Cindi wanted it that way to 
enhance the fantasy. The candle light danced and I was 
watching Charlie lift Cindi's sweater off, then her t-
shirt. Cindi never wore a bra. 

Cindi looked to me for approval, or perhaps just to 
make sure I was still okay, and then she began to lift 
Charlie's shirt. A few minutes later and they were 
both fully undressed. Charlie was kissing Cindi and I 
was rubbing her feet as she had requested. She thought 
that having her feet rubbed would help her to not have 
a panic attack. Cindi was apprehensive about the 
impact having another man in the mix would have on our 
marriage. I offered a lesbian, but Cinidi insisted 
that if we were going to have a third person in the 
mix she preferred penises over vaginas. Personally, I 
always thought Cindi was gay or at least bi.

Charlie and Cindi were scooting their bodies down the 
bed so Charlie would be in position to mount her. All 
of a sudden, just as Charlie was about to enter her, I 
had a panic attack and both of them knew I was 
freaking out. They stopped what they were doing and 
both placed a hand on me. My heart was racing. The 
thought of Charlie putting his penis in Cindi was just 
too frightening and upsetting to bare. As it turned 
out they both thought things were moving a bit too 
quickly and neither seemed to mind a break or at least 
a slow down in the action. 

We talked about the things we do to calm down when we 
were upset. Charlie revealed that since he and Sally 
broke up, he tried the gay lifestyle. Back then gay 
men were having a great time. Bath houses, sex 
parties, it was a fun time to be young and gay in 
America.

Charlie mentioned that he enjoyed sucking a man's cock 
and found it be very relaxing. Without another word he 
leaned over and started to suck my cock in front of 
Cindi. I always had an interest in gay sex, but had 
never discussed the topic with Cindi. I looked at her 
and she at me. We both couldn't believe that a man was 
sucking my dick with her sitting right there.

Charlie's blow job was incredible. I laid back and all 
the tension just vanished. Then Charlie looked up and 
eyeballed me. He said I'd enjoy giving him head and 
that it would relieve my apprehension about his 
screwing Cindi. Cindi, who had been stroking Charlie's 
hair as he sucked me, started to scratch my head and 
gently directed my mouth down to Charlie's erect 
penis. Charlie wasn't particularly big and I could 
easily take him into my mouth. I had dreamed about 
giving head to a man, but never imagined I would be 
doing it for Charlie and in front of Cindi. 

As I began to suck Charlie, he and Cindi began 
kissing, again. It seemed like I was sucking Charlie 
for 20 minutes, when he pulled out and said, now it is 
Cindi's turn to have some fun. He rolled over onto his 
back and pulled Cindi over so she could sit on his 
erection. Once Cindi was comfortably bobbing up and 
down, Charlie told me to start rimming her rear hole 
and running my tongue up and down his shaft as it went 
in and out. Some of you may find this unusual, but 
being invited to engage, orally, made me feel like I 
was part of what was happening.

Cindi's first orgasm didn't take long. I could hear 
her moaning the way she does when orgasms sweep over 
her. I could also taste and smell her sex. While 
running my tongue up and down Charlie's shaft, I could 
feel him spasm and then his cum began to leak out of 
Cindi's swollen cunt. I could see and hear Charlie 
sucking Cindi's breasts and imagined he had been doing 
just that while I licked their genitals.

After Charlie's penis retreated, Cindi rolled off of 
him. They laid next to each other, both having enjoyed 
a powerful orgasm. Cindi said she was happy and 
couldn't recall having four powerful orgasms. Cindi is 
always concerned about cum stains on the expensive 
sheets and we could see the cum leaking out of her. 
Charlie said that I should clean her up before the cum 
stains reached the sheets. Cindi grabbed me by the 
hair and with both hands placed my mouth over her 
leaky vagina. I knew what she and Charlie wanted, they 
wanted me to eat his cum out of her cunt. Funny thing 
is, I was completely happy to place my lips on her 
vagina lips. I started to suck away.

After about 15 minutes of eating and sucking on 
Cindi's vagina, Cindi said I needed to clean Charlie's 
penis of her juices. Having been so instructed, I 
leaned over and took Charlie's soft penis in my mouth 
and started to suck. We were all young back then and 
though it was only about 30 minutes since he had an 
orgasm, Charlie was starting to harden in my mouth. I 
really liked having a penis in my mouth. Sucking his 
penis calmed me down the way sucking on a bottle 
comforts a baby.

We didn't have sex again that night. Instead we all 
sat in bed talking about what happened and promising 
each other that we would never speak about the evening 
with anyone. The next morning Cindi had to leave very 
early to meet friends for a ski trip to Aspen. She 
left Charlie and me in bed together. We were both 
naked when she walked out the door. I can only guess 
what she thought would happen.

Cindi was gone for 5 minutes when I reach over and 
held Charlie's penis in my hand. It was a few hours 
since he and Cindi had an orgasm. I never had the 
opportunity to cum. Charlie felt my hard penis under 
the sheets and then slide down to the foot of the bed. 
Charlie took me into his mouth and I came in only a 
few minutes. Charlie slid up my body and began to drop 
my own sperm in my mouth. It was strange to taste my 
own spunk, but everything that had happened in the 
last few hours was strange when measured against the 
three decades that came before and it was about to get 
stranger.

Charlie rolled me over on my stomach, opened the 
Vaseline, rubbed it on his shaft and my bung hole and 
before I fully appreciated what was happening he had 
slide his penis into my rear. Charlie fucked me the 
way he fucked Cindi only a few hours earlier. The next 
few minutes were a blur, but it was a wonderful blur. 
When it was over, my ass was sore and sperm dripped 
down my leg. It was amazing to have a man's penis in 
me. I understood why women loved being filled by a 
warm penis. His thrusts wiped my mind clear of all 
thoughts but his satisfaction.

Charlie, Cindi and I got together a few more times. So 
far as I know, none of us ever told anyone else. The 
next year Cindi and I moved across the country because 
I was transferred by my employer. Not long after we 
moved, Charlie died in an accident. 

Cindi found out that Charlie had taken me in the rear. 
Charlie told her how much I liked getting fucked. For 
years she has teased me about how much I liked sucking 
a penis and being fucked like a girl. She also liked 
to describe her fantasy of cum leaking out of her 
vagina while I sucked and licked her to orgasm. Until 
a few months ago, all we had was a memory to super 
charge our sex life. Memories of Cindi being fucked 
hard by another guy, a good friend, was a common 
fantasy for both of us. That changed a few months ago.

Fast forward to 2012. I was smoking pot and drinking a 
martini when I got the notion to advertise on Craig's 
List to find a man to join us the way Charlie had all 
those years ago. Cindi teased me that I might freak 
out if it worked. The ad generated replies within 
seconds of being posted. Most of the responses were 
from men that were either too young or too dumb, or 
both. One ad was different. The man in the photo was 
60ish, 6' and well built. Turned out he was a trainer 
and helped keep high powered executives in shape. His 
name was Allen. 

Allen sent us a photo of him standing fully naked. He 
had a long, fat penis that had a really large head. 
Allan had a nice tan and was in very good condition. I 
showed Cindi his photos and she smiled. Cindi asked me 
if I could handle her liking the sex. She also 
reminded me that if she liked the sex, I might not get 
much anymore because her sex drive isn't what it used 
to be back in the 1970's. She said one dick was about 
all she really wanted. Like before, I thought I could 
handle it. 

The thought of seeing Cindi being fucked by a big dick 
with an ever bigger head was just too exciting. I 
wasn't thinking clearly. We called Allen and arranged 
for him to visit with a clean bill of health from his 
doctor in hand.

Allen was as handsome in person as he was in the 
photos. We were about the same size, but we knew his 
penis was huge. We sat in the living room drinking a 
bottle of wine when Allen asked Cindi if she would 
enjoy a massage. Little did he know that Cindi would 
sell me for a good massage. In addition to training 
men, Alan was often hired to massage the wives of the 
powerful men.

They walked toward the bedroom while I cleaned up the 
glasses and went to the kitchen. I got the almond oil 
and walked toward the bedroom. Both Cindi and Allen 
were naked and Cindi had Allen's penis in her hand. 
They were engrossed in a deep tongue kiss and didn't 
even notice me enter the room. I stood there watching 
with my penis in my hand when Allen directed me to sit 
on the floor. Then, he positioned Cindi so her behind 
was right in front of my face. 

In a strong forceful tone he told me to start rimming 
Cindi. He also said that I'd have to be satisfied 
licking Cindi's ass because he was going to be her 
only source of sexual pleasure. I didn't know what to 
say and just looked at Cindi to see if she approved. 

Cindi just kept kissing Allen while I used my tongue 
to rim her hole. I was feeling a bit crazy. In only a 
few minutes, my lovely wife was being completely 
dominated by this stranger. He told her to get in the 
bed on all fours and she complied. He placed his large 
penis in her vagina and she began to moan almost 
immediately. I don't know how she got it all in, but 
Cindi's pussy just kept stretching to take it. In 
between her moans she would say how much she liked the 
large head of Allen's penis and how it hit her G spot 
just right.

After 15 minutes or so of pounding Cindi, Allen rolled 
over with Cindi on top. Allen instructed me to suck 
his balls as Cindi rode him, hard. I sucked his balls 
and licked his shaft. It was a total repeat of 30 
years earlier except his penis was twice the size of 
Charlie's penis or mine. When the cum started to pour 
out, I had clean up duties. Cinidi didn't say much she 
was so exhausted, but she did mention that it was good 
that I liked to rim her and suck Allen because that 
was about all the sex I would enjoy going forward. 

Cindi assured me that she loved me, but she didn't 
want to sacrifice the good sex she just enjoyed unless 
I absolutely could not handle her having sex with 
Allen. She knew that I always placed her happiness 
above mine and I reluctantly agreed to the new 
circumstances. Actually, Cindi made it clear that 
whether or not I liked it, Allen was going to be the 
guy that got to fuck her from now on.

Cindi reminded me that she only likes being fucked a 
few time per week and she wasn't going to waste those 
two times with anything other than Allen's giant dick. 
Cindi held Allen in her hand and told me to suck the 
dick that was giving her so much pleasure. My job was 
to fluff Allen which means that I would get him hard 
and ready for Cindi.

Allen comes over twice a week. He fucks Cindi blind 
and afterwards I clean him up while jerking myself 
off. He leaves after a few hours of fucking and then 
Cindi has me clean up her pussy before it stains the 
linens. You have to be careful about what you ask for. 

I never expected another man would win my wife over. I 
thought we would have sex and then go back to normal. 
Now, Allen is planning to service Cindi for the 
indefinite future. It is a good thing I like eating 
his spunk out of Cindi almost more than screwing her 
because that is all I'm ever allowed to do anymore. 
Cindi says his penis hits her G spot in just the right 
spot because of the large head. She also said she 
didn't even realize how intense her orgasms could be 
with the right penis.

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