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Cuckold Sex Stories – Be Careful What You Ask For

I sit here tied to a chair facing my wife naked and tied up on a king-sized bed, wondering if I made the wrong decision. All I wanted was to have my wife live out her fantasy in front of me, but I think we bit off more than we could chew, and things are not going according to plan. Let me back up a little.
Jill and I were married at 18 years old. We were young when we met and she was a virgin that I had the pleasure of deflowering, but we were madly in love. Jill was a 5’ dark haired beauty with blue eyes. At her heaviest, she weighed 95lbs, and I could easily say 10lbs where in her size D breasts. Her body was tight, beautiful sexy ass and legs, with one of the tiniest waists I have ever seen on a young woman. Our love life was incredible; I spent many a night tearing her pussy apart only for her to tell me to be rougher with her. I always tried to take it a little easy on her because of her size. With me weighing over 225lbs and with a good size cock, she would always be sore after I pounded her pussy, but she always wanted more.

In the throws of passion, we experimented in talking dirty to each other and started sharing our deepest and darkest fantasies, which always would get us hotter and hotter. She would tell me that she fantasized being raped by a well-hung, tall, dark stranger while I watched, unable to save her. I told her that I always fantasized of watching her dominated and fucked senseless by another man. I asked her if she would ever consider living out such a fantasy and I was shocked by her response. She said “yes”, but the only stipulation was that I don’t tell her before it happens and that I watch and don’t stop it once it has started, no matter how rough it got. So obviously, I agreed.

Months went by and I began obsessing about this fantasy and started to research online: threesomes, cuckolds, rough sex and rapes. I stumbled upon a black guy’s web site named Steve’s Slab, whom bragged about dominating woman with his huge cock. I contacted him stating that I was in the market for a large cock to assault my wife while I watched and sent a picture of Jill. He responded that he would tear her apart if given the opportunity and then sent a picture of himself. He looked huge and I decided that I had found the right person for Jill to live out her twisted fantasy. He agreed and said that he had a great surprise for us, and to email him with the details of when and where to meet. I began my plan to schedule a little get away to the beach and booked a hotel room at a little shady motel that I was sure no one would interrupt if they heard any screaming from the motel room. I emailed Steve and told him all the details.

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Cuckold Stories – At The Whim of Their Master’s Cock Part 2

I had pangs of jealousy for Glen, but an inward thrill as I watched him perform, a thrill that clearly uncovered my masochism in being hurt yet enjoying the feeling. His fingers were now searching for her pussy, pushing aside my wife’s fleshy thighs and exposing his access to her clitoris.

He handled it with an extremely light touch, teasing it with his finger tip, occasionally squeezing it between his fingers, but never actually going wild over it. Again these made me wonder about Glen. He was certainly no gay and this was not his first adventure into sex. He also seemed to have a strategy, slowly and deliberately building Gillian up, leaving her writhing for more but making her wait and wait.

This again was in contrast to my style of diving in and getting on with it. I used to think that Gillian enjoyed my grasping her clit and really going hard on it straight away. Apparently this was not the case. She writhed and struggled as Glen teased and played with her. Gillian’s ass shook violently as she tried to buck her pussy mound to meet his touches, but he left her hanging there and increased his grip on her body so that she struggled in vain.

“I can’t wait any more”, I groaned. These were the first words that any of us had spoken.

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Cuckold Stories – At the Whim of Their Master’s Cock – Part One

When I first introduced my wife Gillian to my best friend Glen, well she wasn’t then my wife. We were living together but making marriage plans.

Glen and I went back a long way; we were at school together where we discovered we were bisexual. We engineered opportunities and sought out each other’s cocks as frequently as possible and had some wonderful times fondling each other and jerking each other off.

When we left school we drifted apart but still managed to keep in touch. Because we lacked physical contact I was not quite sure whether Glen had become totally gay or whether he was still bisexual. From the bits and pieces of news I gathered he didn’t have a girlfriend. I certainly knew I was bisexual because Gillian and I had good sex together although I have to confess that occasionally, when I lay back as Gillian masturbated me to cum, I would often think of Glen and the stuff we did together at school.

With Gillian and I, it was love at first sight. I had seen her strolling along the promenade with her sister, and when our eyes met, I knew she was the girl for me. I dated her and we soon started going out together and found we had loads of things in common, particularly our views on sex and the joys of sex. Yet funnily enough, we had been out several times before I actually kissed her and – as she always reminds me – it was actually she who kissed me first!

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Cuckold Stories – First Cuckold Experience

I think, on reflection Mistress had been priming me for a few days prior to the Cuckold incident, we’d be in the stores or driving or watching tv and She’s mention how good looking or manly this or that guy looked, or things like ‘i bet he’d show you a good time’ things like that. Then came the weekend, a rare weekend where there were no kids.

So we got to play all day, me doing all of Mistress’s bidding, the way it should be, and Mistress teasing me and doing her best to keep me aroused (apparently i’m much more compliant in that state!) then came the evening and there was a soccer match on tv that i wanted to watch, and Mistress had given me permission to watch, however she then proceeded to pull one of her favorite tricks, which was to tie me naked to a chair, that was positioned close enough to the sofa that she could rest her legs on my crotch and tease a little more, but facing away from the tv so i could only listen and not watch. Before the game started Mistress decided to make me up, but it was different this time. Usually She was very subtle with Her application of make up, but this time She seemed to be going ott. Which of course turned me on more..something about the smell of makeup….

We were a little way into the game when the phone rang. Mistress answered and started chatting to what sounded like her best friend, whom she proceeded to invite round. This wasn’t unusual, they had been friends for ever and she new all about me. when she came over i was usual, just told to go kneel in the corner or under the stairs ( my time out/reflection place)no two way Mistress stuff here i’m afraid, i was just totally ignored.

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Cuckold Stories – Ted and Celeste Part 1

He came into the room, and there she was—sitting in the armchair, dressed in God, what would you call it? It was a silk teddy that started as a tube top, leaving her shoulders bare, and swelling over her 36DD’s, it dropped to just over her thighs, and of course her legs were crossed, in nylons, and she was wearing her black heels.

You couldn’t quite see her “privates” T or A—but the outlines were quite provocative. Her thick, dark hair spilled over her shoulders, and her nails and lips were a bright red…She smiled at him.

“Well, it’s time, I guess.” Her North Carolina tones tinkled.

He nodded. “Yes Ma’am, I hope it is…If I’ve earned it.”

Celeste chuckled. Ted was so funny, he really was. She’d barely remembered the pleasant nerd-y guy who’d helped her with trig homework back in Urbana High, but there he’d been, at the mall.

“D-do you want to have dinner?” Ted was so nervous, just like in the halls, when Celeste’s boyfriend Mike and the other jocks would nudge him out of the way, gently, when they were trying to get Cel to cut afternoon school to drink with them on the lawn.

They wouldn’t bully him—but Ted was easy to just sort of shove off. But, divorced and with a daughter at 35, Celeste had been gratified to be spoiled a bit by Ted, now an accountant.

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Cuckold Stories – Wife’s Gangbang

As a punishment, my Wife Kathy made me write this story to share my humiliation……

Kathy, my wife is extremely pretty with blond hair, blue eyes about 5 ft 6 in and in great shape. Over our 7 year marriage, we have had many good sexual experiences, but the one thing I all ways fantasize about is Kathy with other men.

Kathy finds this redundant and during sex, my cock sliding into her wet pussy, I started to fantasize about how her boyfriends used to fuck her and right when I was about to cum, she sais that she is sick of it and got up, got dressed and went out. As she left she told me to stay where I was and how I was and that if I stroked myself off I would be sorry.

So their I was for the next 4 hours naked in bed, my cock alternating from hard to soft while I tried to imagine what she was doing.

What Kathy was doing was going out to a friends house that she knew was into swinging and crashed a “party”. It seems they were glad to have her as when she came home she ordered me onto the bed and smother my face into her sex slicked cunt. She ordered me to lick it clean as she told me how first two of the women at the party licked her to get her ready and then the five men at the party kept taking turns at her cunt, mouth and ass.

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Cuckold Sex Stories – Wife’s Surprising Fantasy

Sarah and I had been married for just under two years and we had a great marriage, but our sex life was getting a little dull. All we seemed to do was go through the motions of missionary position sex on a Saturday and Sunday morning. We were both bored and I knew it. Sarah is a beautiful woman, 30 years old, blonde, tall and thin with pert breasts, but she is not that sexually adventurous. To liven things up I recommended an idea I had seen in a men’s magazine like GQ or something. I suggested we think of a sexual fantasy, then we would decide to live out one of those fantasies, while the other had to go along with whatever had been agreed. After several days of persuasion Sarah agreed and I planned my fantasy, which involved something along the lines of making Sarah come to a local restaurant without any knickers on then having sex with her in the toilets.

We decided the following. We would promise to be home by 6pm on Friday night which was several days away and we would spend an evening living out the fantasy of whoever won a coin toss. Friday night arrived and we cuddled up on the sofa with a nice bottle of wine and a lot of nervousness. I asked Sarah if she had thought of her fantasy and she told me that of course she had.

“Toss the coin, toss the coin,“ Sarah muttered excitedly, “This has really got me excited. I haven’t been able to think of anything else but this all week. Please let me win.“

I took a coin out of my pocket and put it into my trembling, sweaty hand. I tossed it and you can probably guess already that it did not go my way. Sarah stood up, punched the air and laughed. She told me to stay seated and to prepare for an evening of her total pleasure. She got up, walked to the kitchen and made a call on her mobile I couldn’t hear what she was saying but I was intrigued.

When she returned to the lounge she smiled at me, told me that the fantasy would begin in 30 minutes and then approached the mirror where she tidied her hair. I begged her to tell me what was going to happen but she said nothing other than the surprise would make it more interesting. We sat and made small talk until there was a knock at the front door and Sarah got up and answered it. I was told to wait in the lounge and upon opening the door I could hear the voice of a man greeting Sarah in the hall way before Sarah re-entered the lounge.

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