MY INSATIABLE WIFE: a sweet cuckold romance

by POLLY ANDREA BUSCH

  Lauren knows I'm highly sexed! Probably five years ago, when I told her that I'd love for us to try swinging, she was livid and thought it was just a way for me to have sex with other women! And for sure, I saw it as a win-win for both of us, though I was really tentative in how I suggested it because I thought she’d hate the idea. We didn't talk about it much apart from the odd fantasy session where I’d blindfold her and get her to imagine that another guy was there, too. Or another fantasy where she tied me up and I got her to pretend she’s a queen choosing a sex partner from a few hot sexy guys. Funny thing, though, she always chose me!

  Anyway, back at the tail end of last year, we were in bed and I brought up the idea of there being two guys in bed with her who would suck both of her breasts. (Having her breasts sucked is probably her biggest turn-on.)

  “Don’t be silly,” she said. “I wouldn’t like that.”

  “Really? I’d love to see that happen, but only if you wanted to, of course.”

  Lauren looked at me a bit puzzled and couldn't believe I was suggesting it, but she could tell that I was deadly serious! I carried on the play and was sucking on one nipple and playing with the other one, then alternating quickly between both breasts, and she seemed to come harder and deeper than usual at the thought. But that was the end of that.

  Over the past year, we've had conversations a number of times in bed, and sometimes in normal talk, too. We both understand that I want us to experience this, and that she’s a "good girl" so she can't. Lauren tries not to encourage me too much, although often when we play around with the idea in fantasy she seems to enjoy it and sometimes takes the lead in our talk as well.

  During our most recent conversation, I asked her about her feelings. “Wouldn't you enjoy it, though?" "Wouldn't it feel great?"

  Lauren just evaded answering. “But aren't you worried we would go to Hell?”

  So I was pretty sure there was some interest there, but morality was holding her back. Plus, in some less guarded conversations, she’d been clear that she’d only do it with someone she really fancied.

  Lauren surprised me by agreeing that I could book us an apartment at a Spanish naturist resort this past summer. It had its own private garden and access to the pool and sea. She was quite stressed about it our first day, but as we settled into it, she became braver and braver - culminating in walking around naked in our garden (very open to the view of passers-by) and eating naked in full view. Later on, she swam nude at the beach when it was a bit quieter. I know she enjoyed the being naked bit and the sex we had those few days was pretty insatiable!

  I loved seeing her become more uninhibited, but I was still hoping to have an MFM with her. I wanted to see her reactions to another guy, but I wanted to play, too. And I wanted to see how she would react to having two guys playing with her at once – double the stimulation! I'd love to see her undress us both, let another guy undress her and seeing them tentatively touching each other. Once she gets going she is incredibly sensual.

  So anyway, a few weeks later, we had a conversation recently in which we both agreed to work on some things we wanted to improve, and I pointed out to her that I always felt that she had closed herself off sexually, and this would be one reason she might feel closed down in other areas of her life as well. We talked about our Christian beliefs and how it wouldn’t really be adultery if we both agreed to it, and I thought her real issue was fear. I assured her that she’d always be a sweet, nice girl in my eyes.

  Lauren admitted that she’d always felt nervous about having relationships with another man, even one that was just friendship. Long story short, we had a very intense and in-depth conversation, which I pointed out to her would certainly have to be the norm should we ever decide to move ahead with this. She agreed that she would try a two week trial period where she would tell herself each morning that she was "open to a relationship with a man", always specifying that she meant friendship. She did say that she really liked the talk we had, and that was one real selling point in her doing the trial run.

  I opened Lauren a dating account on a web site, listing her as a married woman who was interested in a relationship with a man. She got a huge amount of replies, but I narrowed it down to just under twenty guys who had pictures and seemed decent. I showed them to her. She picked a guy who looked a lot like a younger Blake Shelton. His name was David. I was so excited and loved watching her primping for her date, putting on her perfume and brushing her hair. “It’s just a meal,” she said.

  During her date, I was at home very excited. I tried so hard not to masturbate so I’d be ready when I saw her. At one point, she sent me a text: “Having a great time. We kissed!” When I read that, I was on pins and needles.

  So, when I picked Lauren up after her first date last Saturday night I couldn’t wait to hear how everything turned out. As she got into the car she had the widest smile I’ve seen on her face for a long time. She leaned over and kissed me and I could tell she had been kissing David because her lips were warm and just a tiny bit puffy.

  “Well, how did it go?” I asked. “Tell me everything!”

  “Actually, it went really well. David is so easy to talk to, and apart from the first five minutes or so we had no awkward silences or shyness.”

  “Tell me about the kiss you texted me about.”

  “It happened when we left our table in the restaurant to go to the function room. David slipped my hand into his as we walked down the corridor. There was no-one around so he stopped and leaned over and we kissed. Twice. Long and passionate kisses that made my head spin.”

  “Wow. Did it turn you on?”

  “You’ll find out when we get home.” She giggled. “Just before you came for me we found a quiet spot and we kissed a lot more. But that’s all that happened.”

  I had a hundred questions to ask her but didn’t want to drive her crazy so I asked her to describe her whole evening to me when we got home. Needless to say, the sex was amazing between us. Lauren’s orgasms were more powerful than usual and my dick much harder.

  Her first date with another man was quite a success, for Lauren at least. We had known very little about David but he seemed to be a nice guy with a mature gentlemanly attitude. Lauren really liked him and she was looking forward to their next date on Saturday night. I couldn’t wait. She’d been in a bit of a dream world those past few days and said she’s thought about nothing else, and she was glad she’d taken the step. We discussed how far she would go next time but I told her just to do what felt comfortable for her. I was so excited. She told me that David really turns her on and if her second date was as good as the first, my fantasy might come true!

  She was open with him from the start, letting him know she was a married woman but he told her he already knew that from her profile. On the subject of me being able to watch or join in, we haven’t fully worked it out yet but we’ll know more after her next date. Nat says she thinks if she decides to have sex with David she’d like it to be in private the first time so she can build her confidence up a little.

  She didn’t think it would be a problem for her talking to him about our plans as he’s easy to talk to and they got along so well last time.

  During the week leading up to Saturday, Lauren and David talked on the phone every day. She was so excited to see him again she said she could hardly wait. By the time Saturday finally came around I’d become even more nervous than her. We’d talked early in the day about whether she would have sex with him or not and she sensibly decided that she would take things as they came and see how she felt at the time. I didn’t want to push her so left it at that. Lauren and I agreed that David should pick her up at our home that evening, partly to let him see that we were genuine about me wanting her to be with him, and also, it gave me a chance to see what he looked like in person.

  As Lauren was getting dressed I stayed in the bedroom to watch her. She looked so beautiful, as she stood in her new underwear (sheer bra and g-string panties) that I was almost
ready to cum!

  “You look amazing in your new underwear.’ My mouth was dry with anticipation.

  She spun around a little bit. “I hope David likes it.”

  “Do you think he’ll see it tonight? Is that in your plans?”

  “We’ll see how things go. But let’s just say that there’s a very good chance that he’ll get to see a lot more. Do you think he’ll like this?” She grinned sexily, pulling down her panties.

  Lauren usually keeps her pussy trimmed very short but tonight she was shaved completely smooth. I was struggling not to jump on her.

  “Oh, I don’t think he’ll complain.” I helped zip her dress up at the back. “Just try to update me when you can.”

  At 7pm, David’s car pulled up outside the house. He got out and waited beside his car. I saw Lauren to the front door and kissed her lightly as she walked towards him. I raised my hand in a wave to him and he smiled and nodded back. I almost fainted when she kissed him and they got into the car and drove away, with Lauren smiling and waving goodbye out the window.

  Back in the house I paced the floors, tried to watch TV and occupy my mind in any way that I could, but to no avail. All I could think about was what they might be doing together. Having seen David, at least now I could see the man in my imagination that was with my wife. David is quite tall, around 6’3 and dressed smartly with short dark hair, quite good looking in a Blake Shelton kind of way. The only way I can describe how I felt was like being in the grip of an erotic agony.

  After what seemed like hours, Lauren texted me to say she was having fun at the races and would be going to David’s place at 10. The next three messages sent me over the edge and I had to masturbate. The last message made me as happy and euphoric as I have ever been in my life.

  Around 11 she sent the first text: “Having a little wine at David’s. Making out on sofa. Feeling good.”

  Around 11.45 came the second text: “Wow, this is hot! You’ll get your wish tonight. Going to go to bed with David now. Can’t believe it!”

  I texted her back: “Great, did he see your underwear?” (I don’t know why I asked her that. My mind was all over the place!)

  Her reply text: “Mmm, kinda, I’m naked from the waist up. Get some sleep. Text you later.”

  How the hell could I sleep after that! The rest of the night dragged like an eternity until I received Lauren’s final text at 4:50 am: “Tired, exhausted, elated, a little sore but feel wonderful. David amazing in bed. He’s taking me home. See you soon.”

  An hour later I heard Lauren opening the door and tip-toeing into the house. When she came into the bedroom she looked a little tired, but as beautiful as ever. As I lay in bed, to my surprise she leaned over me and kissed me saying, “Thank you, I never realized that sex could actually be as good as that. I love you.”

  She removed her clothes and got into bed, smiling, “Before I shower I thought you might like to see something first.” As she spread her legs, her pussy was puffy and swollen and I could see tiny flakes of dried cum. I immediately began to lick her and I could smell David’s body spray and taste Lauren’s juices.

  “I’m a little tender down there honey, can you wait for a while?” she said, tiredly.

  “Okay, but tell me everything now.” I begged.

  “Ok, but there is quite a lot to tell you and you have to remember this was all your idea.” She replied, a warning tone in her voice.

  After the races they went to David’s and had a couple of glasses of wine while playing some soft music. They kissed and made out for a while then things got a little heavier. David undid Lauren’s shirt buttons and flipped her tits out over her bra. He sucked and licked them then she let him remove her shirt and bra completely. As he kissed her shoulders and played with her nipples he slid his hand up her dress. When he slipped his fingers into the side of her panties, Lauren opened her legs for him welcomingly. He stroked and fingered her pussy. That was when she decided to let him fuck her. She told him she wanted him to take her to bed and David went to make sure the bedroom was ready. That’s when Lauren sent me the first message. (Although she did leave out that he’d already had his hand in her panties!).

  David took her into his bedroom and they stripped while kissing at the side of the bed. Naked, Lauren dropped to her knees and took his cock in her mouth. She said he’s about the same length as me (six inches) but much thicker. She sucked and licked it but stopped short of letting him cum as she was still feeling a little unsure of herself. “I really loved sucking him, but his dick was so thick I wasn’t sure if I was doing it well enough.”

  Laying down on the bed, David brought her to orgasm within moments of going to work on her pussy with his tongue. Lauren said she came so quickly with the excitement of being with another man. For the next hour David fucked her missionary and doggie style, making her cum again. As he moved to pull out of her, Lauren grabbed his hips and told him to cum in her. She says it was because she was in the middle of an intense orgasm and wanted to feel his cum inside her. They fell asleep and Lauren woke up to the feeling of David kissing her awake.

  Lauren rolled over, straddled him and began to fuck him. When she came again David took her doggie style, filling her with cum again. By this time Lauren’s pussy was a little painful so they lay in bed naked, talking and arranging their next date.

  On Sunday afternoon we had the best sex we’ve ever had. Lauren seemed so much more confident and adventurous and had me falling in love with her all over again.

  So, after our initial nervousness, Lauren and I are very glad that we took the final step. She said it was worth waiting for the right man for her first time, and I must say I agree with her.

  “But what about a threesome?” I asked. “Did you ask David if he’d be okay with a threesome? Or at least letting me watch?”

  Lauren nodded and said that he’d done a threesome before and he’d be okay with it, but she didn’t want to do that right now. “I want him to myself for a little while at first. But we’ll get there.”

  MY WIFE FINALLY DID IT

  By Polly Andrea Busch

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  It’s Adam again. So finally, after all these months, it happened. I have a lot to process, and I have to work through a lot of shit in my head right now. I'm writing this as much for Jessica's benefit as anyone else, because I am having trouble putting my thoughts into words right now. Jessica blissfully went to sleep a few minutes ago, and I am going to be up all night trying to process what the heck just happened. I noticed that my hand was trembling when I unlocked the door as we got home. Just before Jessica went to sleep, she asked me what was wrong as she saw my hand was still trembling. It wasn't the fact that it happened that rocked me to my core, it was some of the key moments and realizations that I had tonight.

  I did a really good job of setting up Jessica's online profile and screening potential playmates, and then selecting the one to ask Jessica if she liked. I guess I did too good of a job, in fact.

  Before I continue, Jessica did an amazing job of making sure that I was fine with everything while it was happening. She must have asked me "Are you okay?" probably ten times. She also is the best wife in the world for willingly following me on this journey. I love her more than anything in this world, and I know the same goes for her. We did this as a team, and I couldn't have asked for a better w
ife. Jessica's safety was my top concern, and that was never an issue during the evening. However, we did make a few mistakes.

  The guy caught Jessica's eye from the moment that I showed her his face picture (not judging her, she had every right to be attracted to him), and they got along great during the meet and greet at a restaurant just before 7 pm. He was twenty years younger than her, and it was obvious that he was experienced.

  While on our way to the meet and greet, we talked about our predictions for the evening. We didn't really discuss any expectations or rules, just predictions of what might happen tonight. I bought Jessica a few condoms several days earlier (when we thought there would be a meet and greet with another guy) just in case things moved faster than expected. I confirmed with her that she still had the condoms.

  We hoped to be in a less public place to try some kissing and touching, to have a kind of a trial run. I suggested a hotel room that was right next door. (Yeah, I really made a bad decision here. We all know what I secretly wanted to happen tonight.) The quality of the hotel was below what we would normally stay at, and we joked that our first time would be in a much nicer hotel. And besides, Jessica and him were just going to do some kissing and touching.

  Based upon some great advice from other cuckold husbands, Jessica and I discussed, over and over, the plans for the first time. We had plan A, plan, B, and plan C. Jessica and I walked through each possible scenario. What will we do if x happens? What will we do if he does Y? Several days prior, we discussed what we would want to happen during the first time. I wanted to be there when it happened, and Jessica was very nervous about having to worry about pleasing him, managing her emotions and worrying about my emotions. After much discussion, we both felt that it would be best to have me step out in order to remove my emotions from the equation. I would then return after the 'intermission' to watch the second act. Jessica would text me when it was time to come back.