I was overwhelmed when Dawn eagerly agreed to have a 3-some with B. Of course B was excited by the possibility but a bit wary as well. We all talked about it and looked forward to the weekend when we could make the arrangements to be together. The sex between Dawn and I was unquestionably the best we ever had. We were up until 2:00 and 3:00 in the morning each night fucking ourselves like crazy talking about and discussing the upcoming 3-some.

I spent a lot of time thinking the scenario through – I wanted it to be more than simply a “go-to-the-hotel-room” fuck. I discussed the plans and when the night arrived, Dawn and I hopped on our Harley and met B near my office. We had a bit to drink (not much mind you) to loosen up a bit and I encouraged Dawn to show B the thin stretch top under her motorcycle jacket. It was obvious to B my wife did not have a bra on underneath. We chatted for a bit and then the three of us left to head to the hotel. About halfway there, I diverted to a parking lot and suggested to Dawn that she ride the rest of the way to the hotel on B’s bike with him. She agreed and hopped on the back of his bike.

There I was, riding down the highway behind my friend and my wife, watching as they headed to the hotel where he would soon be fucking her. I saw Dawn’s arms around B and knew he had to be as hard as I was. Sure enough, as we pulled up to a red light, Dawn leaned over and told me “He’s very hard.” Wow! My wife had taken the initiative and had been rubbing this other man’s cock. The reality of the scene hit me – I was hard because my innocent wife wanted this man to fuck her. Why was that?

We got to the hotel and in the room Dawn changed from jeans to a slutty short skirt, tight red top, and high heels. I wanted to really make this night memorable and we left from there to walk down a few blocks to some strip clubs. Dawn had never before been remotely interested in seeing the inside of a strip club but unlike me, she listened to B’s desires that she see what it was like. This actually got me going a bit (not in a good way) – why was she so willing to listen to him but completely blow me off on things like this? I got over it and we headed down the street. The strip clubs were packed and Dawn got too nervous with the crowds of guys so we headed to a trendy restuarant. We had dinner together and then made the walk back to the hotel. On the way back, several cars full of guys honked their hornsand yelled out, obviously enjoying the slutty look Dawn was giving.

I had previously planned with Dawn that once in the room a good way to help break the ice and set the mood was for Dawn to give us a fashion show. Dawn complied and she went through about 5 outfits, each getting more revealing and sexy. B and I were in chairs next to each other watching the show and basically stripped down to less and less as Dawn revealed more. On the next-to-last outfit, Dawn knelt between my legs and let B watch as she put her cock in her mouth. She sucked on my cock for a minute or so and then moved over toward B. She looked at me and asked “Are you sure you’re ok with this?”. I nodded and expected her to hesitantly put B’s cock in her mouth. Although it happened a few years ago, I’ll never forget the next sight. Dawn eagerly put B’s cock in her mouth and hungrily began nursing and sucking his cock like a hungry calf. B’s head shot back and my wife eagerly sucked and licked his cock in a way I couldn’t remember her doing to me. I was shocked and surprised but the sight made me even harder.

B and I soon had Dawn on the bed and each of us began nursing on her tits, our hands mutually exploring her pussy. I watched as B moved up and Dawn kissed him deeply with an amazing amount of tongue action. Was this my wife? It was an out-of-body experience watching as my wife passionately kissed this other man. After just a few minutes, Dawn was in an incredible state of arousal – her nipples were hard and erect, her pussy soaking wet, and her hips unconsciously moving and pumping as if mindlessly searching for a cock. We shifted and Dawn began sucking on my throbbing cock as B moved down to begin eating my wife’s pussy. Dawn is normally an incredible cock-sucker but with B’s tongue darting in and out of her wet hole and dancing over her clit, her mouth only seem half-interested in my dick.

I pulled away to watch the action. I used the opportunity to take some pictures of the action and savored the moment as my eyes took in the sight of another man sexually satisfying my wife. Dawn and B were lost in their passion and for all intents, I was not even there. B’s cock was like a spike – hard and long and it was not long before I heard Dawn begging B in a low tone that I could barely hear “Please fuck me. I want you inside me” I nearly came on the spot. I moved over so I could watch and B obliged by going slow. My wife had stretched her legs as far as possible and her wet cunt was wide open for B’s hard cock. I will never forget the sight as the head of B’s cock pressed into my wife and disappeared into her cunt. B went halfway into her and pulled part of the way out. Then in one move, he thrust his cock into my wife’s waiting cunt and heard the sound I thought had been reserved for me – my wife’s gasp and then moan as her pussy stretched around a hard cock.

I knelt on the bed beside them, watching as my wife eagerly gave her body to another man, watching as another man pumped his cock into my wife’s pussy, watching as they quickly lost any sense that I was in the room.  I listened to Dawn’s moans, whimpers, and screams as B thrust and pumped into her.  I watched her legs wrap around him, her hands moving to his ass and pulling repeatedly to draw him further into her.  It struck me that I was watching another man primitively working to impregnate my wife and I was watching as she willingly accept it.

B was “surgically-safe” as they say.  Dawn had never liked birth-control and I hated condoms so for the most part of our marriage I pulled out at the right moment.  Not B – I watched ands listened as he began moaning and saying “I’m going to cum!”  This sent Dawn over the edge “Yes – cum in my pussy!  Shoot into me! Fill me up!” she was screaming.  B’s ass and then body began convulsing as his cock started shooting deep into Dawn.  Dawn’s hips rocked up and down to nurse every drop of cum from his dick.  She wrapped her arms around him and held him close for several minutes and then looked at me and said she wanted more …

7 Responses to “The night my wife became a slut wife …”

  1. kencambra Says:

    Thanks Brian. So how do we increase traffic to our cuckold section of the web? I know there are a ton of people with similar interests.

  2. brianfox Says:

    kencambra,
    Thats a very simple answer. the question is … do u wanna go that route at the expense of being banned by wordpress…

    One way to go abaout is by exchanging links… the legal route…
    If u want the illegal route… give me a holler


  3. You wicked boys, talking about cuckolding and illegal routes.

    I’m going to tell your slut wives on you and then we’ll all go out on the town together in search of big, giant, basketball players to fuck us while you can only watch.

    That should take your wicked minds off wicked activities.. shouldn’t it?

  4. tungtouse Says:

    Do you clean her after she gets fucked? I would love to lick her clit WHILE she gets fucked too!!!

  5. Sean Says:

    ……AHHH…… sorry. WOW. Thank you………

  6. Doug Says:

    Great story! This fantasy is more common than most men want to admit. I think it is a simple extension of watching porno…only my wife is IN the porno. Doing it live with the right partner is imperative, of course. A very solid relationship is required to pull it off. Manipulating or influencing your wife to address your fantasies takes patience and work. This article also gives some pointers on getting it started. http://tinyurl.com/nlxll3

    Doug Steponin


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