The Biggest Decision of Your Life

Yes, it's your fantasy. It's always been your fantasy and it turns you on more than anything else. Still, this is not a decision to make lightly. This is taking it from fantasy to reality. This is introducing another man into your marriage. This is potentially life-changing stuff.

None of that really matters, though, because you knew the answer the moment she asked the question. You said 'yes' as soon as she finished asking it. Of course you did. You know this is what you want. You know, in fact, that it's what you need, that if you don't get cucked at some point that you'll regret it for the rest of your life.

You're at a friend's birthday party. It's at a restaurant. Lots of people. Lots of wine. Lots of flirting between your wife and the handsome man in the suit. Nothing more than flirting, of course, and they've been somewhat subtle about it, but she knows he'll take her home. Of course he will. She's beautiful and she looks incredible in that dress.

So she whispers something into his ear. He looks at her and then at you. You nod and he smiles. He whispers something into her ear and then leaves.

She comes to you. She hugs you. She kisses you on the cheek. "He told me to meet him in the parking lot in a few minutes. We'll go to his place after that. Keep your phone handy. I might text you to pick me up. If the sex is really good, though, I might just spend the night at his place and see if we can go a few rounds and then maybe again tomorrow morning. Okay?"

Now you're hard. You made the right choice. Your fantasy is about to become reality and you're thrilled. "That sounds amazing," you say. "Have fun."

Your wife kisses you with incredible passion. She presses her body against yours while her tongue does spectacular things in your mouth. You moan softly.

Then she leaves. You grab your glass of wine. You socialize with your friends, though you're not really paying attention to anything that's being said.

You get a text after just half an hour. You're worried that something has gone wrong. It hasn't.

"We're back at his place. We're going to have a glass of wine. Thought you might like to know that I sucked his dick a little bit on the drive over. I haven't done that in years. My pussy is soaked. I like that he wants to draw it out a little, though. Some wine. Some fooling around. More cocksucking, probably. Maybe he goes down on me. This is very promising. I think I'm going to enjoy cucking you, baby."

"I'm hard," you reply. "And a little jealous, but in a really good way. Have fun."

You don't hear from her again until the party is over. You took an Uber to the restaurant so you take one home, only this time you're alone. You get a text while you’re in the car just a few minutes from your house.

"I just had two of the most incredible orgasms of my life," she texts. "He's amazing. This whole night has been amazing so far. I'm staying, obviously. I'm pretty sure his dick is going to be in my mouth in the next fifteen minutes and in my pussy again soon after. I can't believe I'm still so turned on, so fucking hot for him. I'm definitely getting fucked again tomorrow morning, too. Sleep well, baby. I'll text you tomorrow when I need to be picked up."

There's no chance you're falling asleep anytime soon. You have some naughty pictures of your wife - lingerie pics, mostly - in a hidden folder on your phone and you pull them up. You stroke yourself while staring at them. You imagine her having sex while staring at the pictures. You stroke yourself to what ends up being an orgasm unlike almost any other. The pleasure of it is overwhelming. It leaves your body trembling. It leaves your mind awash in happiness.

That fades, though. Angst takes over. You worry that she's having too much fun with him, that the sex is too good, that she likes him too much. You tell yourself not to worry about those things, but you can't help it. You remind yourself that angst is a part of being a cuckold. This is your first time experiencing it and it's worse than you thought it would be, but that's okay. You'll get through it.

You sleep poorly. Very poorly. You wake up horny, though. The angst is gone. You think of your wife sleeping in another man's bed. You think of her waking up next to him and fucking him. You think of her on top of him, of his hands on her breasts, of pleasure on her face as she rides him.

She texts a little after 10 a.m. You hurry over to pick her up. She comes out in the same dress she had on at the party. Her hair is a tousled, sexy mess. She gets in the car. She kisses you. She smiles like you've never seen her smile before.

"I had the most incredible night," she says. "I can't wait to tell you all about it."

You drive home. You rush to your bedroom. She strips you naked. She takes off her dress. You fall into the bed as you kiss. Your cock is hard. Her pussy is wet.

"How do you want me?" she asks.

"I...actually I'd really like it if you sat on my face for a little while."

She straddles your chest and plays with her pussy. The smell of sex is potent.

"Fuck. You smell like sex," you say.

"I had a lot of sex last night and this morning," she replies. "But that's why you want me to sit on your face instead of your cock, isn't it? This is what a cuck wants, isn't it? To taste his wife after she's been with someone else."

"Yes."

"Enjoy the taste, cuck."

She sits on your face. You taste her pussy. You tongue fuck her. You lick her clit. She tells you of the sex she had with another man. He fucked her three times last night and once this morning. He made her cum at least once every time. He satisfied her in ways she wasn't sure she could be satisfied. She intends on cucking you again, too, with him and probably with other men. She intends on cucking you a lot, in fact, because this experience provided her with the best orgasms she's had in years.

You cum while she's riding your face and playing with her tits. You cum on your stomach. You cum as hard as you've ever cum. It's much better than the night before. Tasting her freshly-fucked pussy while jerking yourself off is a cuck's dream come true, after all.

Luckily, she enjoyed herself much more than expected, so it looks like your fantasy is about to become your new reality on a permanent basis.