She's Different Since She Cuckolded You

The first time was on a ski trip a handful of months ago. You'd spent the day on the slopes and had split a bottle of wine at dinner. Your wife noticed a guy staring at her from across the restaurant and you encouraged her to go and flirt with him.

At first she was stunned at your suggestion. She warmed up quickly, though, and it wasn't long before she was sauntering towards him. The wine most certainly helped fuel her willingness to explore.

You watched them flirt. You watched him touch her leg under the bar. You watched them kiss, which took you by surprise and enflamed your desire in an unexpected manner.

Soon after, your wife returned to your table, sat down, and informed you that she'd like to sleep with him. It was your turn to be stunned. You came around quickly, though, in no small part because her sleeping with him would fulfill a long held - but secret - fantasy of yours.

She left you in the restaurant. You finished your dinner and paid the check. You went up to your room at the mountainside hotel. Two hours later, your wife knocked on the door.

You'd been cuckolded for the first time. You fucked her as she gave you the details. It was glorious.

She's been a different woman since then. She's freer with her sexuality. She flirts constantly. She has profiles on three different dating apps. She has a few men she sees regularly and she dates constantly. She doesn't fuck all of them - only those that impress her get a chance to fuck her - but she behaves very much like a single woman in need of connection and good sex, only she's married to you.

This particular request - the one she made while wearing that alluring blue satin robe - feels bold, even to you.

You see, it's one of your oldest friends that she's talking about blowing. You went to college with him. You still visit each other regularly. That's why he's in your guest room. It seems insane for your wife to initiate a sexual relationship with him, and yet that insanity has your dick throbbing.

"Do you really want to do that?" you ask.

She stands, unties her robe, and walks towards you as it falls open. You stare at her breasts and the strip of pubic hair above her pussy. She rests a hand against your chest and then grabs a fistful of your shirt, slowly spins you around, and pushes back until you're sitting at the edge of the bed. Your wife straddles you, takes your head in her hand, and guides your lips to her left breast.

She runs her fingers through your hair and moans softly as you suck on her tit, as you run your tongue back and forth over her erect nipple. She begins to move her hips back and forth over your crotch, generating a wondrous erection between your legs.

"I thought about doing it last night," she says. "About sneaking out of here without telling you. About slipping into his room. About pulling the covers back and waking him up with my mouth. I thought he might scream, though, and that would really spoil the fun, so I decided I'd wait until morning."

You look up at her and she smiles so beautifully. "He visits once a year. Sometimes more often."

She kisses your neck and rocks her hips back and forth again. "He might visit more often once I've sucked his cock, once I've swallowed his cum, once I've promised him that he'll get to fuck me the next time he comes back."

In just a few months she's become an expert at arousing you via your cuckold fantasies. "You want to fuck him?"

"I do," she says. "He's very handsome. He's tall. I like his broad shoulders." Her lips find yours and you share a deep kiss. "I like the idea of making him wait, though. In fact, I love the idea of him spending the next six months thinking about me, of giving him such a good blowjob that he can't get me off his mind, that he asks you for my number, that he looks me up on Instagram, that he sends me dirty messages, that he can't stop telling me how badly he wants to see me again because I made him feel so good when I sucked his cock and swallowed his cum."

"I want to fuck you," you say.

Your desire delights her, at least based on the look on her face. "You can, but not until your friend's cum is in my stomach. Then I'll come back to you. I'll kiss you deeply. I'll let you taste his cock and cum as I take you inside me, as I ride you, as I make you cum in my tight pussy."

"Fuck...go suck his dick," you say.

You're rewarded with a deep kiss. Your wife climbs off your lap and takes off her robe. It falls to the floor. You stare at her ass and legs as she walks out of the bedroom and closes the door.

The guest room isn't too far down the hall and you hear the surprise in your friend's voice when your wife opens the door. It's not long after that you hear his moans. You take your clothes off and crawl into the bed. You stroke your cock as you listen to your wife give head to one of your best friends in the world. In that moment you feel only the purest, more perfect love for her.

More than ten minutes passes before you hear him groaning in the way a man does when he's cumming. Soon enough your wife is in your bedroom. She closes and locks the door. She leans against it for a moment, but she doesn't say a word. Her hair is messier than when she left and you imagine him having taken a grip of it to direct her mouth as she blew him.

She pushes away from the door and approaches. She crawls into the bed and straddles you. She takes your stiff cock into her slick pussy. She sits back, grabs her tits, and plays with them as she rocks her hips back and forth.

Your wife leans down. Her lips find yours. Your mouth opens. Hers opens. A flood of cum follows. You're stunned and a little panicked. She takes your head in her hands, though, and pushes her tongue into your mouth. She feeds your friend's cum to you. She does so while riding your cock.

Then she cums. She has an orgasm while making you eat his load. You feel her legs trembling. Eventually she sits up and lets out a primal scream of pleasure while you're both turned on and disgusted.

Her pussy feels so good, though, and you quickly cum inside her. You swallow your friend's cum while blowing your load in your wife's pussy. It's the best, strangest orgasm you've ever had.

"He enjoyed the blowjob," she says. "I enjoyed it, too. More than I thought I would, which is why I'll be giving him another one tonight. You'll be swallowing his load again, too, because that made me cum really fucking hard."

You're in a daze, but it's a good daze, so you smile and nod.

You already know that you're going to try and convince your friend to come back for a visit a lot sooner than a six months from now. You suspect he'll be more than happy to do so, too. How could he resist the allure of fucking your beautiful wife, after all?