To start with, the photo at the end of my post is my wife She is very pretty, and I love her with all my heart my soul. the image I am using for my avatar is a photo of me holding the balls of one of my wife's lovers as he pumps his juices deep into my wife's pussy where my little dick could never ever get. He likes it when I hold his balls as he fucks her.
Now, just so everyone one understands, I would die protecting and defending my wife, but there is nothing I enjoy more in life than to see another man between her legs making her fell good. Something about the way another man's sperm oozes from her pussy down her ass and onto our matrimonial bed that makes my balls tingle with joy.
Now, just so everyone one understands, I would die protecting and defending my wife, but there is nothing I enjoy more in life than to see another man between her legs making her fell good. Something about the way another man's sperm oozes from her pussy down her ass and onto our matrimonial bed that makes my balls tingle with joy.
Well, I would like to introduce myself to everyone here. My name is Vikingcuck, and I am a cuckolded man. I am not a sissy type of a Cuck, nor am I dominated by my wife's lovers in a way that a traditional Cuck is. What makes me a Cuck is the fact that I find men to fuck my wife. It wasn't always that way, fact is we have been married for 23 years and until about two years ago I fucked her on a regular basis.
Like 99% of all teen boys growing up in the 60's and 70's, I enjoyed looking at pornography and watching women get laid. Me and my friends would always be telling each other about the adult magazine we happened across in our fathers bedroom or under our older brother's mattress. If we could, we would abscond away with one to share with each other while refusing to look in each others eyes. So, I was pretty normal, and always knew that one day I would be enjoying a healthy loving sex life between me and my future wife. At least that was the way it was supposed to be, and it was when I first got married to my first wife.
Then something happened to the way i looked at my wife. Instead of getting jealous when another man flirted with her, I got horny. Instead of worrying that she may cheat on me when she got a job a cocktail waitress, I fantasized she would. Oh nothing happened because it was all in my head and I never told her, and I never ever told my friends. How could I, my friends were all telling me how they would divorced their wives if they caught them cheating, even though all the men were cheating on there wives. All the men but me that is.
Eventually for reasons that have nothing to do with my thoughts my wife and I eventually divorced over reconcilable differences. A few years later I met a great lady and married her, and the same thoughts would haunt me, but this time I told her about them, and at first she thought I was weird, but soon she would indulge me by sharing her fantasies. So I found out she always fantasized about being used by two guys, and so she began considering my fantasy not so weird after all. Eventually I began telling her I had dreams of her fucking other guys. I wasn't, but she believed me, so I kept up doing it off and on for a few Months, until one night when we were watching a late night movie in our bedroom, I pretended to fall asleep.
Soon I began mumbling like I was talking in my sleep. I was mumbling things like, "oh baby fuck him", and, "Honey you look so hot in his arms". The next day she told me what I was saying and I feigned not remembering what I was dreaming. I asked how it made her feel, and she said it made her kind of hot. I kept doing it, until I was doing it almost every night. Sometimes she would get so horny from the things I pretended to be saying in my sleep that she would begin sucking my cock to get me hard. Then she would mount me and soon I would pretend to wake up, and we would have some of the best fuck sessions we ever had. This went on for about a year.
Then one day an old buddy of mine who was still in the army stopped by to visit on his way to Ft Benning Ga. His name was Kevin, and he had a week to kill before he had to report and wanted to spend some time partying with me and going over the good old days. I offered him the spare bedroom and we all had a good time checking out the bars, playing cards and just shooting the bull as we drank beer. After the second night of partying, I needed to stop early because if work the next day. So we left the bar early and started watching Johnny Carson. As we all sat around drinking beer and laughing I noticed my wife was a bit more drunker than usual, and I was horny. I began making out with her and one thing led to another. Before I knew it, we were getting pretty hot and heavy. All the while Kevin sitting on the lounge chair across from the couch we were on. Oh at first my wife kept trying stop me from fondling her, she even tried to convince me to go to bed with her, but I kept getting friskier and friskier with her in front of Kevin.
Soon I had her blouse open and pushed her bra up over her breasts and ******* them to my friend, while I began pulling up her skirt to allow my friend to see her panties. I could see he was watching, and he had a bulge in his pants that betrayed his feelings. I slid my hand down into her panties and started fingering her already moist pussy as I kissed her her mouth. I moved to the side of her head and began nibbling on her ear and eventually started kissing her neck ever so slightly just behind her ear as I made sure her head turned towards my friend so that if she wanted to she could see him watching us.
Then I asked her a question that I had fantasized asking a woman for years. Ever since I was still married to my first wife, I began fantasizing about watching a live fuck session. Only the woman had to be my wife, and the man had to be an acquaintance. So I whispered slowly in her ear as I intermittently kissed her neck, "Would you like to fuck Kevin?" It wasn't as smooth as I had always envisioned it would be, because my voice stuttered as the words came out. Along with that my throat was dry, and I became so nervous I started to actually shake as if I was in fear of her saying no. Then I heard the answer that I have wanted to hear for a long time, "Yes I want to fuck Kevin, I want you to see me get laid".
I then kissed her mouth and she sucked my tongue right down her throat, and she wrapped her arms around my neck. I reached behind her back and unsnapped her bra so it wasn't shoved up near her neck any longer. I took her bra in my hand and stood up from the couch. I then winked at her as I nodded towards Kevin. Turning towards him I stretched her bra between my hands and pointed it to Kevin like a sling shot and said, "So, Kevin? Would you like to fuck Heidi? Just as I said her name I let go of her bra that was stretched between my fingers and it flung towards his head. He shot his hand into the air to catch her bra before it hit him and smiled as he I said, "I thought you would never ask".
For the next four days he must have fucked my wife a dozen times. Sometimes I joined in, sometimes he fucked her alone. He never wore a condom and she was not using protection of any kind. Luckily she never got pregnant, but within the span of six Months we were at each other throats and getting a divorce. I last heard that she was living in Florida. Happily married? I really wouldn't know, but I do know that the guy she is married to is one lucky man, because she is one good fuck.
Well, this is enough for now. Next time I'll share with you the events that led up to me becoming a Cuckolded husband to the woman i have been with for the last 23 years. I'll give you a teaser, she is thirteen years younger than me, and loves to fuck. However, there is something about my current wife that separates her from most other women. Something that many men could never see themselves dealing with.
