Bringing the Cuckolding Dream Closer to Reality

I began by preparing her preferred beverage and giving her a slight buzz, which typically amps up her libido. This instance was no different. We had been exploring tease and denial, and she appreciated the usual benefits of my increased attentiveness, affection, and general effort to be a better husband and partner. Through several teasing sessions, she realized one of my many fantasies involved cuckolding. While neither of us is prepared to fully embrace this fantasy in reality yet, I felt I could bring it closer…and thus hotter.

I led her upstairs to the master bedroom where I had already arranged everything needed. After some intense kissing and petting, I undressed her and instructed her to trust me and go with the flow. I blindfolded her eyes, fetched the velcro cuffs, and secured them on her arms and legs. My arms were clipped together over the center piece of the headboard, while my legs were attached to straps pre-tied to the footboard posts of our four-poster bed.

After more kissing, petting, and playing with her pussy, I told her about a guy at our gym who saw us together and commented on how lucky I was to have such an attractive wife. After weeks of seeing him there and exchanging greetings, I found out he was single and going through a dry spell in his love life. Seeing how well-endowed he appeared in the steam room made me wonder why. His flaccid cock was as large as my fully erect one. Then I told her that he was waiting outside right now for me to let him in, but first, I had to lick her thoroughly and get her wet and ready for him. We both agreed she should keep the blindfold on so she wouldn’t know which gym guy became her new stud. I went down on her for another 15-20 minutes, being careful to move really slow and preventing her from cumming. Then I grabbed the cock sheath, left the bedroom, went downstairs, opened and closed the front door. I removed my clothes, slid the sheath over my aching dick (which hadn’t ejaculated in over two weeks), and returned upstairs.

I told her that her husband had wanted this for a long time and was so excited he had to leave him downstairs with his hands tied behind his back so he wouldn’t masturbate while I fucked his wife, adding that maybe next time I’d let him watch. When she heard my voice, she relaxed slightly but played along well, saying, “I’ve wanted it for a long time too.” I added extra lube to the sheath and told her not to worry; I would take it really slow. I rubbed the head up and down the opening of her pussy. Then slowly worked the head in, hearing her gasp deeply. I pushed in agonizingly slow, an inch or so at a time, then pulled back out stretching her wider than any other cock has. She seemed surprised by how good it felt because she always said my average 5 1/2” dick felt great for her, but I suspected that was just because she had nothing to compare it to. The advantage of the cock sheath is that body heat warms it up after wearing it for a while. Some women dislike dildos because if not warmed first, they are both foreign objects and cold. Finally, I worked it all the way in and decided to start with slow, deep strokes before building up to hard, fast pounding.

She was already breathing heavily, so I encouraged her to make noise. “Your husband wants to hear you getting fucked,” I said as I picked up speed. Then I told her that I had a special gift of not cumming for very long periods. She grew louder as the thick 8 inches of cock pistoned in and out of her now-stretched pussy. About halfway through, she started screaming, “Yes!, Yes! Fuck Me!, Yes!” then came the moment I hoped for: she clamped down hard during orgasm…which was a milestone because she rarely comes just from being fucked; usually, I have to go down on her (which I love doing). Since she had never come solely from penetration before. She looked like she might pass out as her pussy squeezed tightly around me. I was glad I wore the sheath because without it, I surely would have cum too, which would have ended the fun. By then, she was soaking wet, and that’s when I really started the fast hard pounding I knew she needed.

“You like that big dick don’t you? Yes! You like getting fucked by my BIG dick don’t you? Yes! Fuck me with that big dick,” she screamed. “Who owns this pussy? You do! That’s right, and your husband doesn’t get to fuck it does he? No, only you get to fuck my pussy.” “That’s right, so next time you want to be fucked, tell your husband to call Marco and I’ll come over. Now what are you going to tell your husband? Call Marco, I need to be fucked.” “Very good. Now I’m going to cum on your pussy and leave. On my way out, I’ll untie your husband so he can lick you clean, and tell him to be gentle because your pussy is sore from being fucked by Marco’s big dick.” After another 15 or 20 minutes of hard fast pounding, I pulled out, took off the sheath, jerked myself off all over her pussy, and watched as some cum started running down toward her ass. “I’ll take care of that in a few minutes,” I thought. I got up, left the room, went downstairs for water, opened and closed the front door, then headed back upstairs.

When I opened the door again, I saw my gorgeous wife lying there still tied up covered with sweat and cum on her pussy. I untied her, and she said Marco left you a present. As I started to lick, she reminded me to be gentle because her pussy was sore from getting fucked by Marco’s huge dick. I cleaned all around it first, then dipped down to her ass before working my way back up the bottom of her lips. By the time I reached her clit, she was writhing again and had another strong orgasm. I continued lapping her juices until the shuddering stopped. Then I crawled next to her, and we spooned until she fell asleep.