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Cuckold slut wife

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Thanks, I'm glad that you can live vicariously through my wife's experiences.
 
Thanks, I'm glad that you can live vicariously through my wife's experiences. You can see why I have an almost perpetual hardon living with her...
 
I'm sure that she would like it if she tried it...
 
Vegas weekend...

She met up with a guy, who won her body for the nite, and was into rough sex. She said that he slapped her tits, ass and pussy while they fucked like animals. She said that it was the rawest sex that she had ever had with any guy, gang bangs included. He liked biting her tits and nipples. This drove her crazy! According to her, he told her that he was into the S&M scene and offered to introduce her to the lifestyle. She gets wet just thinking about it. He's coming thru our city this weekend and asked her to accompany him to a local S&M event, Black and Blue Ball. She can hardly wait...He bought her a leather bra with chains to cover her tits and a leather G thong with chains covering her pussy to wear to the ball. He told her not to expect to go home until probably later the next morning. She said that he asked her opinion on her limits with respect to bondage, pain, whipping, tit and pussy torture and ****** sex. They've worked out a safe word in case she wants to stop at any time, but she is really intent on pushing her limits...We'll see...
 
wannaseeu said:
you're so full of shit....

Maybe he is and maybe he isn't. I have never made a comment here until now. Your comment has prompted me to tell you about my wife and I.

She was a flirt when I met her in H.S. and she still is.
She later admitted that she only went out with me because my mom would let me have her car and I would let Liz drive it in a parking lot.

I never got up the nerve to try anything with her. She finally came out and asked if I had ever kissed a girl.
She laughed when I said no and proceeded to plant a big wet tongue in my mouth.
I was hooked from then on. We never had sex per se but she loved to reach in my pants and give me a hand job.
Eventually she let me feel her up and finger her, culminating in a lesson on licking her pussy.

She dated other guys and I was sure they were having real sex with her. When I 'tried' she would push me away and say she was saving herself for me in case she ever decided she wanted to get married.

When she announced she wanted to marry me I was ecstatic.
Everything went smoothly and for a year I was in heaven with this beautiful girl all to myself. At least that is what I thought.

I was never into sports or games. Liz on the other hand was a rabid bowler. She bowled in some kind of money league every Thurs. night and practiced on Sun. mornings. She had done it before we married and even cut our honeymoon short so as not to miss a match.
When I suggested coming along to watch she told me in no uncertain terms she was superstitious and if I ever watched it would throw her game off completely.
She had me promise never to sneak into the bowling lanes to watch her.

For a year she was picked up at our house at 6pm every Thurs. night and returned home after midnite.
Every Sun. morning she would drive to the lanes at 10am and not come home til late in the afternoon, explaining she and her team mates liked to have a lengthy strategy session after their Sun. practice.

Of course you all know where this is going. But at the time I was just so proud of my beautiful wife and my good fortune to be married to her. Our sex life was dominated by her desire to have me provide oral for her. It was not unusual for us to have sessions that lasted anywhere from a half hour to an hour with her continually praising my ability to use my mouth to please her.
Afterwards she would tell me that my efforts so overwhelmed her that she couldn't possibly have regular sex too. But she always enthusiastically brought me to orgasm manually. Often accomplishing it in a minute or even less.
This is not to suggest that we never had regular sex. We did. But it was seldom and only after weeks of me begging her to let me do that before I had to go down on her.
I knew it wasn't the textbook sexual relationship that we were involved in. But it was more than I could ever imagine for me before we met and eventually married. I was happy and more than satisfied with our life together.

FINDING OUT:

I was sitting on the toilet in Publix (a supermarket) when I heard a couple of guys enter the bathroom. They were laughing and talking about tomorrow (Sun.) and taking 'Liz" out to the beach after practice.
My ears perked right up. I didn't know of any Liz but my Liz.
I listened intently as they laughed about how their wives were always bitching about them being so dedicated to their bowling team and having to practice all day Sun. and playing every Thurs. night.
There was no more doubt. They were talking about Liz. And if there were any lingering doubts they left when one of them said, "I love that she shaved her cunt for us". They laughed some more. They continued talking how she said her husband likes her cunt smooth too.
It was my Liz alright. She shaved herself a couple of months prior to that and asked me if I liked it. I told her it was great because I no longer had to contend with an occasional hair coming loose. She said at the time that was exactly why she did it. Just for me. I now knew that it was not for me. It was for her bowling buddies who were obviously having sex with her.
I didn't know what to do. If I confronted her and she got angry what would happen? Would she leave and divorce me?
The thought of her leaving made me feel ill. I couldn't risk that.

Sun. morning she left as she always did. I wondered what beach they would go to. There are many in this part of Fl.
As I thought about it I realized it would have to be where there was a certain amount of privacy. I couldn't figure it out. So I decided to bicycle to the bowling alley.
After an hour she came out with eight guys. The whole nine of them jammed into a van and left. Fortunately I had my car keys and was able to get in her car and follow. They went just down to the marina and all got on a boat and took off straight to sand island about 500 yds. out into the river. I watched them beach the boat and all pile out. I couldn't see what went on but it didn't take a rocket scientist to figure it out.

When Liz came home much later she was her normal self and I tried to act normal too. But she kept asking if everthing was alright. Clearly I wasn't as cool as she.

for a couple of months I was in a state of depression and wallowing in self pity.
Then on a Thurs. night while I was thinking about what she was doing I realized I had a verry hard erection.Very hard. Not like usual which at best could be described as semi hard.
The more I thought about her sexing her friends the more intense my feelings became. I had a huge orgasm. Instead of my cum dribbling out it spurted a little.

It happened again on Sun.I had come twice in three days.

When she came home she jumped in the shower and when she came out she said, "over here baby, I need your mouth to work your magic on my little girl".
She had her legs wrapped around my neck and for almost an hour she kept saying, "Lick it baby. You suck my cunt. I bet you're the best cunt lapper in the world. And you're my own personal cunt lapper."
Afterwards she said I was going to get my reward and she started manipulating my dick. But for the first time ever nothing happened. No semi hard. Just as soft as could be. After a minute she asked what was wrong. Nothing I lied.
And that was it. Ok she said, not at all concerned.

When Liz announced a week later that she had joined a pool league that played at different bars on Tues. nights I knew what that meant. But strangely it excited me. Would she be having sex with the same group of guys or would the billiard players be different guys?

By then I had delved into the world of internet pornograpy.
I knew that Liz was a slut and last winter I learned that the term for me was a cuckold.
When I discovered there were other men like myself and even men who were envious I began to adopt a whole new attitude to my situation.
I still don't let on that I know about Liz' fuck buddies. And we are still good buddies with me going down on her whenever she wants and her having given up on getting me off. I don't know if she has figured out I am masturbating so much I am too worn out for her to get me off.
The problem for me is the guys who are having sex with Liz. I know they must be laughing and making jokes about me. When I run into someone I know is in on everything I just pretend I don't know anything. Fortunately none of the guys has ever made any remark or said anything to me. But I'm sure they laugh and say plenty when they are all together with Liz.
I have tried to hint to Liz that I have heard there are guys who knowingly share their wives with other men. But she always heads off that thought with something like, " Yuck! I guess that would be OK for the kind of woman who wanted to be married to some kind of a pantiwaist."
And so here is where I am stuck.
 
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Amen!! If it hasn't happened to them, there will be those that will say that you're full of shit. I would have never believed it until I experienced it myself....There are alot more couples out there in this lifestyle than you could ever imagine....
 
Saturday Nite...

My wife was out shopping at the mall yesterday afternoon. She met a couple of black guys outside of Victoria Secrets. Apparently they started to chat her up and one thing led to another and they asked my wife out for drinks last nite. She accepted their offer and headed out the door around 7:00 pm. They met up at one of the clubs in town. She got home about an hour ago with that totally just fucked look. Some where along the way she lost her skirt, and with no panties, she was lucky to be wearing her full length faux fur coat. She said that they had a few drinks and did some smoke. They danced until the club shut down at 3:00 am and then headed back to their place. She told me that they fucked her for almost 6 hours straight, taking time out to drink and smoke a little. They were kind of rough, the way she likes it. Her ass was red with a few well placed welts across both cheeks. She said that one of them whipped her ass with his belt while she was on her hands and knees on the bed sucking the other guy's cock. They were both hung like a couple of horses. She must have swallowed a gallon of cum because her breath smelled like stale semen and her well stretched pussy was still overflowing with semen leaking out down the inside of her thighs when she got home. She let me lick up the mess from her pussy. I must of jerked off at least 3 times while she told me what they did to her. They asked her out again for next Friday nite and she plans on partying with them again.
 
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intrigued said:
Maybe he is and maybe he isn't. I have never made a comment here until now. Your comment has prompted me to tell you about my wife and I.

She was a flirt when I met her in H.S. and she still is.
She later admitted that she only went out with me because my mom would let me have her car and I would let Liz drive it in a parking lot.

I never got up the nerve to try anything with her. She finally came out and asked if I had ever kissed a girl.
She laughed when I said no and proceeded to plant a big wet tongue in my mouth.
I was hooked from then on. We never had sex per se but she loved to reach in my pants and give me a hand job.
Eventually she let me feel her up and finger her, culminating in a lesson on licking her pussy.

She dated other guys and I was sure they were having real sex with her. When I 'tried' she would push me away and say she was saving herself for me in case she ever decided she wanted to get married.

When she announced she wanted to marry me I was ecstatic.
Everything went smoothly and for a year I was in heaven with this beautiful girl all to myself. At least that is what I thought.

I was never into sports or games. Liz on the other hand was a rabid bowler. She bowled in some kind of money league every Thurs. night and practiced on Sun. mornings. She had done it before we married and even cut our honeymoon short so as not to miss a match.
When I suggested coming along to watch she told me in no uncertain terms she was superstitious and if I ever watched it would throw her game off completely.
She had me promise never to sneak into the bowling lanes to watch her.

For a year she was picked up at our house at 6pm every Thurs. night and returned home after midnite.
Every Sun. morning she would drive to the lanes at 10am and not come home til late in the afternoon, explaining she and her team mates liked to have a lengthy strategy session after their Sun. practice.

Of course you all know where this is going. But at the time I was just so proud of my beautiful wife and my good fortune to be married to her. Our sex life was dominated by her desire to have me provide oral for her. It was not unusual for us to have sessions that lasted anywhere from a half hour to an hour with her continually praising my ability to use my mouth to please her.
Afterwards she would tell me that my efforts so overwhelmed her that she couldn't possibly have regular sex too. But she always enthusiastically brought me to orgasm manually. Often accomplishing it in a minute or even less.
This is not to suggest that we never had regular sex. We did. But it was seldom and only after weeks of me begging her to let me do that before I had to go down on her.
I knew it wasn't the textbook sexual relationship that we were involved in. But it was more than I could ever imagine for me before we met and eventually married. I was happy and more than satisfied with our life together.

FINDING OUT:

I was sitting on the toilet in Publix (a supermarket) when I heard a couple of guys enter the bathroom. They were laughing and talking about tomorrow (Sun.) and taking 'Liz" out to the beach after practice.
My ears perked right up. I didn't know of any Liz but my Liz.
I listened intently as they laughed about how their wives were always bitching about them being so dedicated to their bowling team and having to practice all day Sun. and playing every Thurs. night.
There was no more doubt. They were talking about Liz. And if there were any lingering doubts they left when one of them said, "I love that she shaved her cunt for us". They laughed some more. They continued talking how she said her husband likes her cunt smooth too.
It was my Liz alright. She shaved herself a couple of months prior to that and asked me if I liked it. I told her it was great because I no longer had to contend with an occasional hair coming loose. She said at the time that was exactly why she did it. Just for me. I now knew that it was not for me. It was for her bowling buddies who were obviously having sex with her.
I didn't know what to do. If I confronted her and she got angry what would happen? Would she leave and divorce me?

Sun. morning she left as she always did. I wondered what beach they would go to. There are many in this part of Fl.
As I thought about it I realized it would have to be where there was a certain amount of privacy. I couldn't figure it out. So I decided to bicycle to the bowling alley.
After an hour she came out with eight guys. The whole nine of them jammed into a van and left. Fortunately I had my car keys and was able to get in her car and follow. They went just down to the marina and all got on a boat and took off straight to sand island about 500 yds. out into the river. I watched them beach the boat and all pile out. I couldn't see what went on but it didn't take a rocket scientist to figure it out.



When she came home she jumped in the shower and when she came out she said, "over here baby, I need your mouth to work your magic on my little girl".
She had her legs wrapped around my neck and for almost an hour she kept saying, "Lick it baby. You suck my cunt. I bet you're the best cunt lapper in the world. And you're my own personal cunt lapper."


By then I had delved into the world of internet pornograpy.
I knew that Liz was a slut and last winter I learned that the term for me was a cuckold.
When I discovered there were men who were envious I began to adopt a whole new attitude
The problem for me is the guys who are having sex with Liz. I know they must be laughing and making jokes about me. When I run into someone I know is in on everything I just pretend I don't know anything. Fortunately none of the guys has ever made any remark or said anything to me. But I'm sure they laugh and say plenty when they are all together with Liz.
I have tried to hint to Liz that I have heard there are guys who knowingly share their wives with other men. But she always heads off that thought with something like, " Yuck! I guess that would be OK for the kind of woman who wanted to be married to some kind of a pantiwaist."
And so here is where I am stuck.



Well. I finally did it. Last week I told Liz I had known for a long time about her sexcapades with her bowling buddies.
At first she was more upset about me liking the fact that she was having sex with other men. Her exact words were, "only a sissy could be pleased about this."

I brought her to the computer and showed her this site. She was fascinated and wanted to know if it meant she didn't have to lie and make up stories about where and who she was with. I assured her that her extracurricular activities were as exciting for me as they were for her.

Since then she has been a steady lurker on here. She has been following a number of threads and says she wishes she had known about cuckolding a long time ago. She says it would have saved her a lot of guilt associated anxiety.

To maintain our social standing she is not letting any of her buddies know that I am aware of what is going on with them. This way I can maintain a modicum of dignity in that I won't be openly mocked by anyone. Obviously a lot of that will be going on behind my back but there is little doubt that has been going on for a long time anyway. But at least I can pretend to not know anything. I suppose it will continue a certain comfort level for everyone.

I asked Liz to describe what goes on between her and her buddies. She just laughed and said she hasn't made up her mind about telling me.
Monday she began calling me her cuckyboy. She asked if it embarrassed me and I said a little. Then she asked if all cucks like being humiliated. I said I didn't know. Then she asked if I wanted to be humiliated. I said no. Even if I wanted that it would be too risky for the business. She asked if it would embarrass me if she decided to comment on here. I said yes I didn't think it would be appropriate.

Liz doesn't know what I am writing but as soon as I have posted she is going to read what I have written and see if it meets with her approval. She says that from now on she will be wearing the pants exclusively in this "cuckoldship" and that she will decide what is and isn't appropriate. She wants to make sure I inform my cuckold friends of that fact.
I wonder if anyone else has their postings 'monitored'
I had thought I might become a 'regular' poster. But not now. It is disconcerting knowing Liz will see everything I write.
I am looking forward to a descriptive account of what she and her friends get up to on Thurs. and Sundays. Helllooo. Liz
Please pretty please?http://www.cuckolds.com/forums/images/icons/icon7.gif
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Cuckyboys Dick

Cuckyboy! That was wonderful. Now the whole world knows that you approve of my "extrcaricular" activities. I am very proud of my little cuckyboy.I bet there are lots of ways to humiliate you without jepordizing the business. Since there seems to be lots of concern with dick size with your friends I think it would be nice for you to tell everyone how HUGE your dick is. This is my best thanksgiving ever. And you have made it so possible. No more sneaking out and making up stories. I am going to love it.
Like this Sunday morning. You can drop me at the bowling alley. That way I won't have to drive. I'm sure I can get one of the guys to drop me off at the house in the evening after we have partied all day on Sand island.^_^.By the way. Hi all you cucky guys out there. Hope you are having as nice a Thanksgiving as we are. And specially Hi to all your cuckoldresses if they read this. L
 
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My Huge Dick

I wish to correct a false impression my dearest slut wife may have caused in her post.
My dick is not really huge. It is five inches long and very thin.
 
intrigued said:
I wish to correct a false impression my dearest slut wife may have caused in her post.
My dick is not really huge. It is five inches long and very thin.

I'm sorry. I should have said Liz my dearest slut wife.
It is important for me to use this forum as a means of publicly acknowledging that my wife Liz is a slut and I am accepting of her as a slut.
Also my dick is the smallest five inches and pathetically thin and totally inadeqate as a functional sex tool.
And I love Liz my dearest slut wife and when she leaves the house later I know she will be having sex with another man.
She will be fucked my another man. Al
Or men.
 
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Poor cuckyboy

He is trying. He is "just not comfortable" using the cuckolds forum like that. I told him everything is going to be fine. For the man who emailed and suggested this as therapy for him, I want to thank you. I didn't keep your email but I should have. Now I'm interested in the other idea you said you have for him. So if you read this please write again.
Liz
 
Cuckyboy is sulking

He is so precious.
I normally take my car when I meet someone. But now that we have both agreed that Al is a cuckyboy I am having him drop me at the lounge to meet a friend and poor cuckyboy is pouting. He is worried someone will see him drop me off. He really is becoming paranoid about things.
I have instructed him to get on here and post tonight. L.
 
Liz

My dearest slut wife is home. She woke me up to tell me that in the morning she is going to describe in detail her slutty behavior.
She explained that she is not going to tell me directly. She is going to post the details on here so that I will have to read them from a public forum. At first i was disappointed. But she said that's the way it will be. At least I will find out the details.
In the past she was doing everything behind my back. Now I can at least feel like another cuckold and derive some enjoyment
from her slutty behavior.
She hinted that things didn't go exactly as she had planned. But I'm sure there was more than just one guy involved. She has as much as admitted that.
Liz' cuckyboy Al.
 
My wife just got home a half hour ago. She'd been out partying all nite and ended up being the guest of honor at a gangbang. She had met 4 guys at the club she was partying at, they danced and these guys bought her drinks all nite. They suggested that they all go back to one of their places to continue the party. The rest is history, she came home caked with dry cum on her tits, face, hair and all around her cunt and ass. Her pussy lips were bright red from the pounding that she took. She told me to lick her pussy clean before she fell asleep. She was leaking all over the bed....
 
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When my wife comes home after a date I have to call the guy up and thank him for fucking my wife
 
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