A prime example of the difference between a cuckold marriage and a hotwife one is I believe ably demonstrated in this real life situation between two marriages ~ that of a friend and myself.
As you know I have been a cuckold all my married life but Pete had drifted into a hotwife situation after a period of open marriage. He had cuckolded me a few times in the past during that open stage and had asked me a number of times to do likewise to him but I was never interested. Not because his wife isn’t attractive, anything but, she’s a real little beauty, as a true cuckold husband, the only pussy I was interested in was my wife’s and I rarely got to share it.
We were both at a party where there was one guy who thinks he was God’s gift to women. He is the perpetual bachelor, a successful businessman, well above average looks and hung like a donkey. He was showing an interest in both our wives and they in him. Pete immediately took his wife to one side and said how much he disliked the guy and that he didn’t want her getting fucked by him. I said something similar to my wife, she acknowledged that she’d heard me, then went to dance with him. They disappeared a short time later and I didn’t get to see her until the next morning when he dropped her off home and they both came in for breakfast. When I said how much her fucking him had hurt me she told me not to be so sensitive and to just suck it up! I could plainly see from his expression the more I protested against him fucking my wife the more he enjoyed cuckolding me. At this point he pulled her close to him and started kissing her. She faintly protested at first but soon was allowing his hands to explore her body. I pleaded first with her and then with him to stop, I begged her not to let him fuck her here in our own home in front of me, him of all people. His respond was to push her, back first, onto the kitchen table where his hand gripped the back of her panties and pulled them just far enough down to ****** her swollen pussy lips. It was obvious she’d been fucked recently and often and his now ******* cock slipped easily inside her. Because he’d already fucked her soften it took him quite a bit of time to cum, I can’t say the same for my wife, who came quickly and often. When he did cum he immediately pulled out and told me to eat her out. I saw her gaping pussy and his cum oozing from it, I was frozen until my wife said, “eat me out pet”. That was all it took and they both watched me squirm under her panties and up, so my face and lips were resting against her leaking cunt. She grabbed my head and pulled me tight, pressing me hard against her groin. Smelling my wife and his cum I so wanted to taste her. I open my mouth and gently started to taste their spilled juices. Once started, my head moved more and more, longer and longer licks until my tongue was roving all the way from the well of juices in her ass right up to the top of her crack. I kept licking until the only moistness left was my own saliva. During this I ignored the comments from her B/F. I had already guessed how much he enjoyed seeing a cuck eat his load and I didn’t need him to keep telling ‘cucky boy’ suck her dry. I am a CUCKOLD but I hate the shortened term ‘cuck’ and even more being referred to the totally humiliating expression, cucky boy! “Well cuck, how about licking me clean now”. I looked towards him, at that point I had never sucked the cock of one of my wife’s lovers and I most certainly was going to start with his. I turned my back on him and watched my wife roll right back until her legs and butt were high in the air before she quickly slipped her panties fully on. There was a very large damp patch in the centre of the crotch where she’d been leaking on the drive home. She didn’t attempt to stand up, as she said, her legs were still too much like jello. As he exited through the kitchen door we were both dismissed by his parting words “your wife is a terrific little ride, I’ll maybe take her on you again sometimes”. I looked to my wife and said “ why, why did you do him, I begged you not to do that asshole yet you ignored me and fucked him anyway”? Her defence was “I’d heard what a big cock he had and how good he was in abed and wanted to find out for myself, a girl has to discover these things for herself”.
The difference you will see is that a husband in a hotwife marriage has at least an equal say in who fucks his wife. A cuckold has no control over who his wife screws and has to learn she’ll fuck whoever she wants whether the he objects strongly to his cuckolder or not.
As you know I have been a cuckold all my married life but Pete had drifted into a hotwife situation after a period of open marriage. He had cuckolded me a few times in the past during that open stage and had asked me a number of times to do likewise to him but I was never interested. Not because his wife isn’t attractive, anything but, she’s a real little beauty, as a true cuckold husband, the only pussy I was interested in was my wife’s and I rarely got to share it.
We were both at a party where there was one guy who thinks he was God’s gift to women. He is the perpetual bachelor, a successful businessman, well above average looks and hung like a donkey. He was showing an interest in both our wives and they in him. Pete immediately took his wife to one side and said how much he disliked the guy and that he didn’t want her getting fucked by him. I said something similar to my wife, she acknowledged that she’d heard me, then went to dance with him. They disappeared a short time later and I didn’t get to see her until the next morning when he dropped her off home and they both came in for breakfast. When I said how much her fucking him had hurt me she told me not to be so sensitive and to just suck it up! I could plainly see from his expression the more I protested against him fucking my wife the more he enjoyed cuckolding me. At this point he pulled her close to him and started kissing her. She faintly protested at first but soon was allowing his hands to explore her body. I pleaded first with her and then with him to stop, I begged her not to let him fuck her here in our own home in front of me, him of all people. His respond was to push her, back first, onto the kitchen table where his hand gripped the back of her panties and pulled them just far enough down to ****** her swollen pussy lips. It was obvious she’d been fucked recently and often and his now ******* cock slipped easily inside her. Because he’d already fucked her soften it took him quite a bit of time to cum, I can’t say the same for my wife, who came quickly and often. When he did cum he immediately pulled out and told me to eat her out. I saw her gaping pussy and his cum oozing from it, I was frozen until my wife said, “eat me out pet”. That was all it took and they both watched me squirm under her panties and up, so my face and lips were resting against her leaking cunt. She grabbed my head and pulled me tight, pressing me hard against her groin. Smelling my wife and his cum I so wanted to taste her. I open my mouth and gently started to taste their spilled juices. Once started, my head moved more and more, longer and longer licks until my tongue was roving all the way from the well of juices in her ass right up to the top of her crack. I kept licking until the only moistness left was my own saliva. During this I ignored the comments from her B/F. I had already guessed how much he enjoyed seeing a cuck eat his load and I didn’t need him to keep telling ‘cucky boy’ suck her dry. I am a CUCKOLD but I hate the shortened term ‘cuck’ and even more being referred to the totally humiliating expression, cucky boy! “Well cuck, how about licking me clean now”. I looked towards him, at that point I had never sucked the cock of one of my wife’s lovers and I most certainly was going to start with his. I turned my back on him and watched my wife roll right back until her legs and butt were high in the air before she quickly slipped her panties fully on. There was a very large damp patch in the centre of the crotch where she’d been leaking on the drive home. She didn’t attempt to stand up, as she said, her legs were still too much like jello. As he exited through the kitchen door we were both dismissed by his parting words “your wife is a terrific little ride, I’ll maybe take her on you again sometimes”. I looked to my wife and said “ why, why did you do him, I begged you not to do that asshole yet you ignored me and fucked him anyway”? Her defence was “I’d heard what a big cock he had and how good he was in abed and wanted to find out for myself, a girl has to discover these things for herself”.
The difference you will see is that a husband in a hotwife marriage has at least an equal say in who fucks his wife. A cuckold has no control over who his wife screws and has to learn she’ll fuck whoever she wants whether the he objects strongly to his cuckolder or not.