By Snake Doctor
For two years now I have been fortunate enough to enjoy an open marriage with my wife, Gemma. Actually, when I say open, I suppose it should really be described as a cuckold marriage. Although the option remains for me to have sex with other women, I just don’t really want to. What I really enjoy is her telling me how different men have chatted her up and then sharing the experience as she slowly flirts over days or weeks, ultimately ending up in her meeting the lucky guy and giving up her married body to him.
Gemma is 34 years old (4 years younger than me), brunette and an attractive size 10. She has a naturally tanned complexion which needs little make-up and has always, since the day we met, turned heads in the street. At first it made me a little jealous but as I became more confident in her love for me, I began to revel in the attention other men gave her. This slowly developed into a desire to share her with other men, secure in the knowledge that she would only ever really want me. At first it was just a fantasy but this soon moved on, initially swinging with other couples (though I found watching her with the other man far more exciting than being with the other woman).
It was after a disappointing meet with another couple that we decided to stop and move in a different direction. I had told Gemma how much I enjoyed watching her riding another man’s hard cock and this became our main fantasy. It was Gemma who looked this up on the internet and told me how ‘cuckolding’ was more common than you would think and that if I was 100% certain that I could cope with her sleeping with other men, she just might give it a try. Even so, for the next few months this remained just a fantasy, although Gemma would act a bit flirtier than usual with any attractive men who showed interest in her. During sex she would describe them to me and then go into detail about how they would use her body either as I watched or in some hotel room, sending her home to me used and full of their cum.
I have had a vasectomy so unprotected sex between us wasn’t an issue, and on the occasions we had met other couples, we had used condoms as Gemma was still fertile and we did not want any more children. Even so, the thought of her going bareback with some other stud was a fantasy we both enjoyed and she would always have a massive orgasm as we shared our thoughts, particularly if it involved her making me clean up her lovers cum from her swollen and used pussy.
I have always been straight, well, in reality anyway. I often watched porn films and when I saw the girl enjoying giving the male actor a blow-job and then taking his cum into her open mouth, I would imagine what that would be like and often would imagine myself in their place, taking all that thick cum down my throat as the guy held my head in place, making sure every last drop was swallowed.
Gemma was aware of these bisexual fantasies of mine and would play on them, she even told me that in a perfect world we would find a good looking guy who would first fuck her and then me. She enjoyed a bit of ass play with me, using her smaller dildos and butt plugs on me, over time stretching my ass so the dildos got gradually bigger and bigger. Despite this, we accepted that it was far more likely that she would just be able to pull straight men, at a push someone who would allow me to watch as he fucked my wife. Gemma spent more time on the net, mainly cuckold sites and slowly she began to get naughtier and naughtier, culminating in one particular evening when she presented me with a pair of purple satin panties, trimmed with black lace. I thought at first they were for her but then noticed the size, a 14. “Go on babe, wear them for me tonight, let me feel what your cock feels like under that sexy satin.”
Before bed that night, Gemma told me to go for a shower and to feel free to use one of her razors. “Where?” I asked.
“If you’re gonna wear your new present, I want you to be smooth under them.” she said, “Just like my own feminine cum slut,” she added. I went upstairs and did as she asked, shaving my cock, balls and ass, getting myself horny as I felt the smooth skin under my fingers. By the time I had finished, Gemma was lying in bed, the panties on the duvet next to her.
“Go on then, slip them on.” she instructed me. My cock was already hard as I put them on, feeling guilty but loving the feeling of the cool satin against my freshly shaved skin. As I climbed into bed with her, she immediately reached over and rubbed my cock through them. “Mmm, nice. How do they feel?” she asked.
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