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        Here’s the truth about our journey, reposted but with more content. We would really love to hear your thoughts as there’s an update I’ll post that brings us bang up to date and makes sense of saying ‘I’m a proper cuck!’

        So pleased my wife’s favourite guy Tony has been in contact after a few months absence. I know she really likes seeing him but it’s not always so easy to hook up. But I’m pleased for them both as the last two occasions they met at the start of the year were so hot and I know she’s missed being fucked by him. I have very good reason to say this. Only in the last few days, with much wine consumed, Lola did finally admit that – even though I thought I’d done ok – she was really never totally satisfied by me. 

        ‘What, not even at the start when we were at it all the time? Like pow pow pow?!’ I asked indignantly. 

        ‘I don’t remember any pows, baby. Soft and sensual and lots of great kisses, I still love that. But actual filling me properly? You were at best a 7/10 and then only at the start. By the time our daughter arrived I was craving a real fuck tbh lol x’ giggling at me like it was nothing.

        Certainly put a new slant on our cuckold regime! When I think back to when we first together, following the other guys that had gone before me, I can’t believe I was arrogant enough to even ask her to be my wife, let alone expecting her to settle for less than what she had with them.

        It’s been a long time since we were first together with this guy all those years ago and he always says she’s the one he likes to come back to, which is always hot to hear! He’s now married but has his naughty side; in his own words, leopards and spots. It’s the one bit his wife doesn’t get so his fun is always secret, which kinda suits us. It’s never just a booty call either from what I know. Plus, he includes me and has even told Lola that she should be having sex with me as well as him, so I can’t ask for more than that, though Lola did laugh at this.

        The first time that we met him one summers evening, it was following a very intense round of messaging, with quite a bit of cloak and dagger arrangements. So, we met in a pub garden out of town and when he showed up we couldn’t believe it was the same guy. He was like a male model. He was clearly as impressed with Lola as she was with him as they couldn’t take their eyes off each other. They chatted nervously and I knew then from Lola’s nerves she wanted this. She was always like this with the ones she really liked lol!

        I fetched drinks as they chatted and when I returned, they were already sat very close to each other, his hand casually on her thigh. I made me excuses after a while and said I needed to go to the loo, taking a decent amount of time to do so. When I sat down again, he turned to me and said ‘thanks for leaving us alone, we’ve been getting to know each other a bit better.’ When it eventually came time to go, Lola asked if I would go and wait in our car parked opposite from where we sat, while they made further arrangements. As I left to go, neither of them looked up, instead moving closer together, their eyes fixed only on each other. I was then treated (or teased, depending upon your point of view) to a birds eye view of them walking back to his car, her hand on his bum, stopping and snogging for ages. 

        He called over the next night, parked on our drive, walked into our house in just black shorts and black zippy, virtually no chat, was undressed in seconds, him sat with his tanned legs spread and she was sucking his big young dick within a few minutes, while I was allowed only to observe this. I was mesmerised by what a fit ass he had. I nearly came there and then. 

        However, the actual sex was in our bedroom as I stayed and waited in our front room.  I was allowed in after about half an hour. As I walked in she was led on the bed on her back, him sat up with legs spread wide as she kissed his cock from underneath. I did get to see the cum he’d sprayed on her tits and neck, being told to lick them clean. 

        But beyond writing fantasies of what you think might happen when they meet, reimagining what did happen and then the actuality are very different things. 

        Together for 24 years now, Lola and I stopped the cuckold/hot wife lifestyle around 8 years ago, because in truth it did get too much; these things become all-consuming. But, since our first experience with Nick, where he cuckolded me in my marriage, Lola and I have since that time twelve years ago never actually had sex penetatrively. After proper sized cocks like his there wasn’t really any point lol. 

        When I attempted sex during her time with her guys, she kindly but firmly rejected me outright, saying it felt wrong to cheat on them with me. And when we finished seeing guys completely she’d just look at me and smile with sympathy and say she just couldn’t feel me. The toys would come out and I would give her the best oral I could in return for a quick wank for me at the end. 

        But that’s not to say I wanted personally to pull away from the lifestyle. I fucking loved it in truth, the naughtiness of it all, from first making contact with guys she picked, the messaging, the hot pictures to her being fucked properly. It had its downside and a couple of bad experiences put her off. I respect Lola so we stopped. But I was gutted! 

        A few false starts with dates that were really just a coffee with previous lovers and here we are 8 years later. It has to feel right and not forced, Lola was just not in the zone, which is perfectly reasonable!

        Long story but the one guy who we saw and we both enjoyed the experience was Tony. He’s 37 now but still with the same smouldering good looks and body. He’s in excellent shape. We’ve seen pictures of him with glamour models hanging off him, so it’s a massive compliment to Lola that he wants her. They would go months without contact, but the odd flirty message would still appear. Plus of course he’d send her vids of himself wanking and showing her just what she was missing!

        Then in January this all changed and the guy was actually our cab driver for our flight to the airport for our holiday. Lola had arranged it and was more than happy to drive us! He’s there at 6am looking and smelling divine. I notice she’s excited to see him, kisses and a long hug, I’m stood there observing this and I’m instantly turned on by it!  I then get the usual handshake and look from him. In any other dynamic the husband would kick off. Buy this is of course very different. 

        As a cuck I naturally just sit in the back with my teen daughter. My wife sits in the front with her former lover! They talk and there’s innuendo and I can hear compliments from him on how good she looks. She tells him how fit he looks and even strokes his leg when she thinks I’m not looking!

        We get to the airport. I go to help get the bags but he makes a point of loading them onto a trolley from his car by himself. He’s the man in other words. Lola then tells me to go on ahead. I look back and see them hugging. Just a nice catch-up I think. But within seconds she gets a WhatsApp message telling her he wants to kiss her everywhere and worship her body and restore her confidence. 

        She is boosted by this obviously and proudly shows this off to me, grinning broadly x

        We talk a little on it and when we make it to bed that night I eat her pussy and she admits she would love to be in bed with him instead of me. She came loads and I was so turned on I asked her to stroke my balls while I wanked myself about seeing him again. No sooner had she started touching me I came all over my tummy, which she found hilarious! ‘No wonder I crave a real man, I feel so sorry for your cock!’

        The holiday is vanilla except the one night I’m made to get on the floor when we’re both high and I lick and kiss her feet. It’s hot as fuck and I’m flat on the floor as I do this. When we get to the chezlonge she bends her ass way up and I rim her as she fingers herself. I’m taking pics. Hottest in a while. She frigged herself and she pushed back onto my face while she faces away, but the whole time she’s talking about Tony and how hot he is. Wow. 

        So. On the return cab home it’s magically the same guy. Except it Isn’t because they’ve cooked this up between them and they give a knowing look and they start flirting straight away in front of me and our daughter. She oblivious as she’s on her phone thank fuck. 

        We get to our place and then just as we get there I test the theory. I ask if he wants to come in for a cuppa. But to my surprise and a bit of disappointment he says no. I flounder a little. ‘Well, we’re home all week so if you fancy it let Lola know.’ 

        By Friday at midday though he’s on his way! They’ve exchanged nice messages. It’s just gonna be a catch up they say and she’s still saying I really don’t know. In fact even on the morning before he arrives she’s casually saying ‘I’m just gonna wear shit underwear as nothings happening. But when I get back from work she’s getting ready after her shower and she asks me to fasten her bra, which I gladly do. It’s A slut red set she’s wearing and she fails badly to play it down. I simply say to her, innocently ‘I can understand why you’d wear this, it’s so hot and obviously gives you confidence,’ and she casually agrees, as if this has been justified by me, when in fact it’s not even my call!

        I make our garden bar ready, blinds down, candles and soft cool lighting in place, sexy porn music (it’s an actual Alexa thing! – playing to give us that feeling of naughty and forbidden times coming. We drink a glass of wine and we are both nervous but excited. I’m about to take a shower…

        He arrives. He’s keen as he’s 30 mins early! Looking so effortlessly hot; Tracksuit top and black shorts. Muscly legs, He still looks the same hot guy – he’s still only 37 after all – and laid back and so in control. We ask him about any naughty stories as a hot cab driver. As we suspected, he’s never short of offers and even boasts that he’s rated by quite a few girls and guys as a gold standard taxi service. Even one hot guy ditching his bird to be in the position to proposition him. Lucky bugger. 

        ‘So, with all this sex on offer with younger girls, why me?’ Says Lola a bit apprehensively. He looks at her straight in the eye. ‘Because I find you really sexy and very horny. When I’m with you I can’t take my eyes off you!’ and smiles at her and me. Wow. 

        The conversation flows further, me bringing up the time we were at a restaurant in town in seperate gangs but at the same time, with me really wanting them to disappear upstairs to the cloakrooms for fun. He looked kinda puzzled at this and so did Lola and I thought for a moment I’d put my foot in it. They both looked at each other and laughed. 

        At that point Tony pointed out they did indeed go upstairs to meet while I was downstairs playing the part of beta husband! He took great pleasure in reminding me that I’d even arranged it through Fabs! I’d forgotten that part completely and they were both just looking sheepish at this point! I had genuinely forgotten that, but it came flooding back. 

        He had been there on a night out and we just happened to be there with friends. But I then had a memory jolt of her following him about a minute or two after he’d gone upstairs, walking past our table and winking as he did so. ‘Won’t be long’ she said and was gone before I could say a word!  Gone for how long I can’t remember. But still…

        ‘Well, I’m hoping you had some fun in any case’ I said and asked them both whether anything happened, to which they both looked coy and said ‘well you’ll never know will you. Joe, you arranged for us to go upstairs that night didn’t you?’ He said. ‘Well, yes of course but…’ I started. ‘Well, we both went upstairs. And that’s all you need to know. The rest is between me and your wife!’ He said only half jokingly! the perfect tease for me! Lola then added that it was uncomfortable bending over in a gents toilet, but worth it. ‘I remember your cum dripping down my leg as I returned to the table where you were left on your own – so bad, but such a frantic fuck, eh Tony?’ she laughed. He looked annoyed and told her she should have left me in the dark on that one. ‘Can’t we have any secrets?’ he said.

        We talked a load about swinging and the past. I casually dip in and out the bar a few times deliberately to allow them the time for that ‘secret’ stuff they might want to keep purely for when I’m not with them. So the first time when I do this and return he’s stood next to her with her arm on his waist. Then next time just chatting sat back on their bar stools. Then he asks to use the loo and she says ‘ooh I’ll show you.’ Gone about fifteen minutes; a long time to show anyone a toilet!

        She comes back ahead of him and just casually says ‘we’ve just had a lush little kiss! Did you notice his cock was hard the minute he walked in?’ and smiles at me. ‘I was feeling his cock in the hallway and you didn’t even know!’ and giggled. I kiss her and say ‘how was it after so long?’ and she says it felt really good. ‘Joe, I’ve changed my mind, I so want him now!’

        I’m now glad the ice is broken.

        When he returns from his piss he sits in his seat, but now all of a sudden filled with his own confidence and the atmosphere has changed, the intensity is weirdly infectious, like I want them to fulfil what they’ve clearly wanted the whole time! 

        They look at each other for a long time. It’s like I’m not there. He puts his hand on the bar. I get a glass of water for him as instructed and when I turn back round his hand is held by hers and he brings it up and kisses it. ‘I told Joe that you kissed me in the house and that I enjoyed it,’ she said and giggled like a teenager! She looks at me and smiles. I nod and smile – this is great for a first meet after so long overdue. ‘Well, good, because I intend to kiss you a lot from now on, so he needs to get used to it! I take it he knows you were stroking my dick too!’ He said and kept a straight face! She looked at him and nodded her agreement. He was certainly working his dominance over her. 

        I make yet another excuse to leave the bar. After about ten minutes I walk back toward the bar and see Tony is not in his seat. I walk slower, not wishing to get in their way. As I take another step forward I now see him. He’s stood close to her as she’s sat there on the high bar stool, my wife’s legs wide open with her dress hitched up exposing her lush legs as he’s stood between them kissing her deeply. 

        Both her hands are stroking, pinching and slowly caressing his ass through his black shorts as they kiss, like it’s the most natural thing to do. I notice her wedding and engagement ring glinting in the light next to his arse cheek and this stops me suddenly in my tracks. Wow, it’s really been such a long time since anything of this intensity has happened. Yet it feels so hot to see. My baby dick is so stiff, remembering so many times before where she had chosen to keep her wedding ring on.

        They are kissing deeply now and hands moving over each other. This meeting has gone from just an innocent catch up to this. I slip in unnoticed and resume my seat at my end of the bar. They don’t even acknowledge me, which is what I’ve wanted all along! This is intense and awesome to watch and for them it must be so much of a relief to get to do just what they want without anyone interfering. 

        Once seated I now notice that Lola has suddenly eased his shorts and boxer shorts down just past his tight little bum and she’s holding his bum quite softly, moving her hands sensually over it. He works out 5 times a week and looks after himself so it must be so nice to be caressing it. The whole time they are kissing each other passionately, taking a break now and then and when they do, they’re staring intently at each other, his menacing eyes holding a spell over her. 

        They’ve clearly forgotten I’m there and are just into each other. He’s kissing her neck and her hands are  gripping his little tight bum. He quivkly removes her dress and then dispatches the red bra. His goal clearly was to do as he’d said in those messages he’d sent to her and enjoy kissing her all over. 

        He moves down slowly from her mouth, over neck, her shoulders and then he gets to her luscious tits, his hand now holding the one he’s about to kiss. My little dick is aching but I can’t wank as I’d cum instantly and besides anything else, I’d been told not to! 

        She’s in a heightened state as his mouth is all over her nipples, biting and sucking at them. I notice her hands are no longer caressing his bum. Her hands from this angle look as though they’re resting in his lap. But of course they’re not resting at all. She’s gently playing with his young, long dick and he’s loving the attention she’s paying him. Unnoticed, I move to the corner table and now see his ass cheeks exposed and the clothing about half way down his thigh. She removes his top and I now am reminded of just how fit his body is. No wonder she couldn’t resist him!

        He’s been whispering to her something and she nods her head. She shuffled forward on the seat and seconds later it’s clearly obvious he’s eased his cock into her. His hips move ever so slowly as she begins to enjoy his proper cock for the first time in years. He’s now playing with her pussy and fucking at the same time. I’m anxious to join in some how. I move over toward them, get on my knees and take his shorts off for him. My own hand touches his bum and it feels so good and he likes the attention.  I also run my hand up over her thigh to try and feel her pussy but I’m too late. She starts the biggest orgasm on his cock and finger action. She’s really shuddering now and his tongue is buried in her mouth and they’re locked together like this as her orgasm builds until it’s obvious Tony has really worked his magic. She starts to squirt and I’m down there again like a shot! So horny to see her like that. He pulls out of her and she wanks his cock so skilfully he’s cumming in no time. He cums on to her legs, pussy and a load fell on the chair and the bar floor. They hug and kiss for ages, enjoying the moment. 

        Lola then instructs me to do ‘my little disgusting duty’ as she calls it. I know where she wants me and I kneel in front of her. While she’s being kissed by Tony I start to lick up and swallow all of his cum. There was a lot of it. They continue to kiss as I now move to the floor and lick that clean too. She rests a foot on my head, just to make sure i am thorough! After this intensity, they continue hugging and kissing. Then he puts his foot on myhead too and they both giggle a bit at my position in all of this. I’m instructed to make him a cup of tea and I leave them to it, my mind racing with what is planned next!  

        When I return with the tea, I’m desperate to cum but of course I have to wait my turn. He stays for around half an hour, just hugging an kissing the whole time and then goes, she walks him out and is gone about ten minutes. 

        When she returns I ask politely if I’m allowed to cum and she agrees, but just not yet. She is checkig her phone and wants time to process I feel. After about an hour she beckons me and I move over to her, drop my shorts and as I wank she casually fiddles with my balls reluctantly and begins to tease me on what they’ve got planned. ‘That was so good to be with him again, but next time Tony comes here he’s promised to fuck me hard on our bed…’

        To my shame I came instantly at this! She laughed and said she felt sorry for my little cock. ‘Thank fuck I’ve got a proper cock to fuck me again!’ She said. ‘I have to wait a whole week though, but I know its worth the wait.’ She takes the hand that I’d clumsily spilt into and rubs it across my face and turns back to her phone. He’s already messaging her details for next time. She takes a snap of my face covered in my own cum and sends it to Tony, with laughing emojis. He responds with a voice note. ‘Fucking hell, babe, thats just so embarrasing to see, how can you put up with him.Tell Joe he’s sexually pathetic, I’m back now though, so he doesn’t have to try anything with you.’

        That week for them involved various messages and calls, telling each other how much they wanted each other. I was told though I would not be allowed to cum again until after they had been in our bed together and the only contact I had was to be stroked for 30 seconds before bedtime after I had licked her pussy to orgasm. The first time she did this I almost came after just ten seconds, so that was stopped abruptly.

        He did indeed return the following Friday and things moved much faster. He arrived as before an sat in the bar with us, her sat with her feet in his lap, slowly stroking them. I had been at her feet just a little while before, putting on the shoes she’d picked for the occasion. Black heels that were horny as fuck on her sexy feet and were actually a christmas gift a few weeks before from the very first guy she had been involved with. After a little chat and a few little kisses, she announced they were moving to the bedroom and that she’d message me when I was needed. ‘When we need you, make sure you knock first yes, keep your phone handy’ she instructed with a blank expression and with that they walked out of the bar and into the house. He slipped his trainers off in the doorway and they lingered there, kissing and his hands in her top right there, risking neighbours seeing. Then she led him off to our bedroom.

        I stayed perfectly still and waited patiently for her to message. Though it was only maybe an hour or so until the magic came, it felt like a lifetime and I was happy to know I was needed for whatever purpose. I excitedly went into the house and could already hear the horny sighs, grunts and groans of them both wantonly and lustfully enjoying themselves. I knocked and waited and after a few minutes she cried out breathlessly said just loud enough ‘come and take these shoes off…’

        I opened the door to them led alongside each other, him naked except his socks, but her still with the sexy blue underwear she’d got for this special day, something she normally did for guys she was meeting but never for my eyes before a meet. Their hands were everywhere, her legs spread wide as her feet dangled before me, ready for my task. Though his left hand was holding her head as they kissed, his other hand was busy in her knickers, frantically finger fucking as she shuddered. Now this was something she had said was not for her and that soft and gentle was how she liked it. But as four fingers of his girated wildly in her the moans were of pure, deep lust said otherwise; clearly she did like it but not from me!

        Unnoticed, I moved forward and quickly undid the shoes for her and eased them off. With her feet in the air, I licked and kissed each for a few moments, but was pushed away as they progressed with their hot session. ‘Later, sub…’ was all she managed. I took the shoes and started to lick them, imagining her sexy toes in them just moments before. He then knelt on our bed, with his hard dick in her face and she began to lick and kiss him gently, stroking his ass and balls. And this girl that always been reluctant to put her mouth anywhere my dick did something I never thought possible. She got his balls and licked and slurped them, running down as far as she could to his ass hole as he span round to allow her to worship him there. He had a very self-satisfied look and winked at me. ‘Your wife is hot for every bit of me, sorry mate’ he said and threw his head back as she forced her pretty tongue into his tight hole.

        She was led on the corner of the bed at this point and he eased forwards and let his cock slide down her thoat, so that she was allowing her lover to face fuck her, gagging a little. This got more frantic til her head was bobbing up and down, as his bum popped back forth, swirling her tongue as she drew up to the tip, then taking what she could of his superior manhood. ‘Think you’ve had your show for the day, subby, that’ll be all’ he said quietly, as my wife devoured his stiff cock. I nodded and left the room at this point to give them more time alone, something they preferred I now knew.

        After around another Twenty or so minutes I returned to find them in a missionary position and I filmed this for a few minutes, before it got more frantic and her legs were pushed up by him to gain maximum penetration. His bum swirled around then pumped her, alternating this to really make her squeal with pure lust for him. Her gorgeous feet were either side of his shoulders and he was licking them too, saying how hot she was. I heard her whisper to him ‘I’ve missed you, oh yea, GIVE ME IT!’ and hugged him closely. She came hard at this and gripping his bum, he announced he too was cumming, pulling out to wank furiously over her entire body.

        I was instructed to leave, but only after she had me clean her up. ‘Doesn’t he get to have a blow job now? I’d like to see that’ he said, but winked at her. My wife just laughed and ‘said if you can find it, it doesn’t even get hard lately, remember.’ They both looked at each other awkwardly and I left the room. They emerged about half an hour later, looking utterly exhausted but truly satisfied.

        Once he’d left, I cleaned our bedroom of the their mess, she showered and we had some food, but no reference was made to what had unfolded that morning and another week went by before she said ‘ooh you still haven’t cum yet, let me see it. I was beside the bed while she was drying herself from the shower. I pulled my willy out and was told to wank it as quickly as I could. she simply dropped the towel and that was all it took. She laughed and said ‘pathetic, now clear that mess you’ve made, honestly!’

      • uhohithinkiwantherto
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          I really enjoy this story and the dynamic among the three of you.

        • joe and lola
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            That’s really fantastic to hear, thank you. There is more to this that brings it up to date, but not sure if there is an appetite for me rambling on lol

          • joe and lola
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              That’s really fantastic to hear, thank you. There is more to this that brings it up to date, but not sure if there is an appetite for me rambling on lol

            • joe and lola
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                part 2

                It’s been a good while since her and Tony had properly met that day, though he’d often call into where we have our place of business when I was away from the office, just for a cuppa, but sadly her assuring me nothing happened. He was wanting it badly, turning up in his trademark shorts with a rod of iron; she says she didn’t, so I can only go on that. But, to explain further, she had done a few things in the very distant past (before cucking me) that I only found out years later. Her last ex before me even let it slip when we were changing in the gym. A combination of my arrogance and naivety meant that I never doubted she was faithful; but she clearly married a guy with too small a dick. I feel so sorry for her, genuinely.

                During this time I discovered quite by accident, on an old long-forgotten hard drive, most of the pics and vids we had of guys fucking her in the early days as well as a fair bit of her with her first guy she chose to properly cuck me with, looking amazing together. I was oblivious at the time, but there was love there, any fool could see it. But all unspoken.

                She’d agreed back then to the filming to give me as she laughingly put it when mocking me with a young lad one night ‘a momento, something for him to wank off to later.’ At first it was hot to see. The guys were just as fit as I’d remembered and the obvious humiliation of them being superior hit me once more, the twist in the gut that was at odds with loving every moment. She looked so hot and making sounds I’d never been able to stir, because in those vids she was enjoying a proper sized cock, instead of what she had married.

                But there was something in them all that was not quite right that and I had missed when we first started our journey all those years ago. I watched them almost continuosly for days, until it really hit me. It was me; I seemed to be the problem. I had been seemingly oblivious to what I was doing. I was devastated and, well, ashamed of the way I behaved. Let me explain.

                Instead of letting her enjoy things fully without interference, I kept interupting them and asking if they could do this or that. My idea of cuckolding was really just me saying I want to watch you get fucked, without truly understanding that, actually, it should have been her and her alone that drove what she might do and when. I have to say she did very often look at me coldly as she was clearly pissed off; I was obviously in the way with my needless interuptions. It had been me who had gotten her into the scene and maybe I thought I had some right to control things. Alongside this, I remembered being told by her first guy that sex when I wasn’t there was always more intimate and intense as they weren’t putting on a performance and she’d often mention secret sessions with him, so she was sometimes leading that; who could blame her.

                I knew then it was the only way we could resume this cuckold journey and make her feel comfortable was to start from scratch and give her my assurance I would not only stop directing things for my own selfish gratification, I would be happy to give her the total sexual freedom she really deserved, which included meeting her guy alone, for however long she wanted and wherever she wanted. Another big thing that bugged her from way back was me asking about messages and wanting to see every damn thing, so I knew that messages between her and the guy were none of my business.

                I was told a few years ago by her first guy that actually, they secretly frequently had sex when I wasn’t around. Fucking in front of me but making love when I was not. That hurt a bit.

                I had suggested he come away with us on our family caravan holiday and that he could of course sleep each night with her in the main bedroom, but that it was purely for sleeping, no sex. In hindsight, clearly an unreasonable promise to keep and not a fair one on them. So, of course, they’d fucked each night whilst I was asleep next door. They’d talked alot on that holiday in those nights alone about a weekend away together by themselves. When the holiday ended, he stayed with us for a few days. I would be at work and well, you can work out the rest. The news, when he bragged about it to me was a real head fuck.

                I started remembering back to the times I would be told by them to wait in the hotel lobby, sent out to the shops, or on solo drinks dates that led to a lot more on the way home and being at work when she had been with someone that I knew about but she’d asked to let her meet the guy without me. And as I did so I realised these times actually turned me on the most. Instead of being angry I was incredibly turned on to this intense element of this new cuckold reality. I needed to be a better cuck and allow her complete freedom to meet without me and give her the time and space to properly enjoy her boyfriend without hassling her. All I could think about was how much I wanted to make up for the past and really put her pleasure first.

                We had not had sex for a very long time. In truth, very little physical contact in any way. Its no exaggeration to say about two years pussy free for me and she had also built up a good selection of toys to keep her satisfied. After a weekend away with the girls she came home hot and horny and probably just took pity on me that day. I gave her a very long foot massage and this led to a prolonged snogging session. By this point, amazingly, we found ourselves naked. I’d forgotten just how soft and tender her body felt, every inch so incredibly sexy to me, even after such a long marriage. She teased me as usual about guys that had chatted her up at the weekend and how hot they were.This was too much of an opportunity to miss so I took my chance. Nervously, I decided I’d blurt out what was on my mind. I attempted to push my soft little dick up against her wet pussy and she laughed, pushing me gently back as usual and said ‘you know you can’t fuck me properly anymore…’

              • joe and lola
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                  part 3

                  It was just the reaction I wanted. I said calmly ‘yes, I know, this is a pussy free marriage and has been for years. I will always love and worship you, but you and I both know you need more. How was I so arrogant to think I’d ever be enough. All of my sexual encounters have been awful, right from being in my teens. You mentioned Tony last week and that when you’d bumped into him by chance and how fucking hot he was looking. So, I think that you should start to see him again. But, from now on, you should meet him totally alone, with no interference from me. And I can assure you, I am happy for you to do that. It’s what you deserve, babe. I know you’d love to see him on your own really. Plus, he always asked early on to see you without me, just like most of them did. So we know he’ll be more than happy to have you alone. You also like the secrecy and added spice of me not knowing anything and I am happy that you keep that too if it means we can stay together. …’

                  She looked shocked but smiled weakly. But the thought of actually not having to go the rest of her life without being filled properly because I never could was obviously a relief. The alternative was cheating on me and now, well, she didn’t need to do that. Suddenly, she beamed at me and span around so that her smooth arsehole was pointing skyward and she reached for a buzzer. ‘If you can stand it, then alright, yes. You couldn’t ever compare to my previous boyfriends, you knew that, but I fell in love with you and it’ll always be us. Now. Lick my ass, I know you love it.’ She panted and groaned as I lapped at her. She started to cum and again agreed with what I had just suggested a few minutes before. ‘I’ll be able to get fucked just the way I want to and you won’t know a thing about it, is that what you dreamed of because I know I always have, a proper man to fuck. I only stopped cucking you because you were always up in my face, fucking cuck, fucking cuck…’ and bucked wildly on a massive orgasm. We talked loads that night and so many things she had surpressed came flooding out. We made a promise to each other to keep talking.

                  The changes for me and new found freedom for her happened very fast, almost like we were both making up for lost years. Unlike the first journey we took, there seemed to be very little resistence to the changes in dynamic, so pretty much confirms how she felt back then all along. She has birth control and she’s now said he’ll probably be going to cum inside her from now. They message each other in private and I get to know only if they need me to do something, so i have no idea on what is being said.

                  She had got back from a weekend in Manchester with family and I suggested when she went shopping that she get some special lingerie that only he will see, to which she readily agreed, going to Victoria Secret no less. ‘I might let you see just a picture of it, but only if he tells me its ok. From now on, you don’t get a say, understood?’ and kind of gives me a look that says I mean business. I paid for the purchase and she was careful to hide it away.

                  Returning home, she was deliberately tight lipped about what was happening about meeting Tony the next morning. She said ‘I’ll be fucking pissed off with you if you pester me for details. I’ll get a shower and then you will pour me some wine first,’ and she reiterated that I won’t be getting updates of any kind. Only a message to say when he arrived and when he left. I nodded in agreement and promised I won’t bother her. She looked at me sternly and said ‘In fact, when I get home tomorrow afternoon, only when I’m ready I might fill you in on some details. Think of it as your first test. Or I might even wait and just flick your dick at bedtime.’ This I loved but also knew she meant it.

                  Now I knew I only had the prospect of not knowing anything really; a kind of self-imposed punishment for my previous poor behaviour. A scene in a porn movie? My first thought would from now on be ‘are they going to do that together and if so, where, when?’ The thoughts raced in my head and I knew straight away that I loved it, just as much as she did.

                  Frustratingly, their meeting had to be postponed by nearly two weeks and they messaged each other without keeping me in on anything, which is how it should’ve always been. He then had a week’s holiday and returned with a gorgeous tan that she showed off to me, making him hotter than ever. And so, without any build up, the meet was arranged the first morning he was back; they literally couldn’t wait.

                  I was at home when whatsapp pinged from her to say he was with her. Then nothing at all, which I had said was how it was suppose to be for them to have fun on their own. Then when he left, a simple message to say she’d had fun and it was hot. That was it! Simple and delicious. I didn’t bother her again as I was really mindful of being a ‘different cuck’ from here on. She knew she held all the cards now and I would do whatever it took to convince her I had changed. So not rushing home after work that morning and instead going to the pub for a while with the lads was her way of gently reinforcing her authority. Another new behaviour; going to our local without me was something she did most days. My phone pinged again after about an hour after she’d been at the pub.

                  L: ‘You ok?’
                  J: ‘Yes, all good. Can’t wait to see you. My dick on the other hand…’ at which point I pinged her a pic of my soft member, dripping wet with pre.
                  L: ‘lol, it is little. Just chatting to Wayne, builder guy I was telling you about. Shan’t be long xx’

                  Now I knew this guy she was talking to. Big guy, rough, about 30 and was always checking her out, even when I was with her. I’m only 5ft5 and he’s like at least 6ft and was the arrogant type that made a point of standing too close to me to make a point of towering over me for fun, which she was amused by. Lola always did have a weakness for tall lol. But it was probably just nothing (When she went to the pub on her own I would previously wank like mad imagining her kissing him and then sneaking outside and taking things further. So this news came at a point that made me even more sub-cuck-beta as wanking was strictly out until she said so).

                  After a while she gets in the door and for some reason looks glowing. I just want to kiss her every where, but I know I have to wait. Within just a few moments, she is in the shower and any trace of Tony is washed away. I so wanted to taste her but I do not and hold back, which she carefully observes with a smirk. We then have what is a vanilla day out for lunch and then back home where she drunkily reveals he only kissed her mouth but that she loved kissing his long cock. These drip fed details are driving me insane in the best possible way. The next day, she was up early and gone with work all day, returning at 9pm. She didn’t mention her meet at all, but did say had I wanked yet and perhaps we should wait til she got back from London to elaborate, so stll no relief and she was enjoying this.

                  5am the next day, before she left for London, I fell at the foot of the bed and begged her to let me kiss her toes. ‘Go on then, but I’m not doing anything to you, I’m just gonna lie here and remember how I kissed and sucked his cock twice and how much I loved doing it’. This had the effect on me that i began to hump fervantly the bed while I sucked and licked her toes. I felt the long awaited orgasm, but she stopped me dead and pushed me off from the bed. ‘No, denied cucky. No cum, not til we decide.’ ‘We was obviously ‘them!’

                  I slunk out of our bedroom and realised that I really didn’t have a say in what came next anymore. Heightened senses for everyone I reckon. She left that morning for London and gave me a nice hug, where I lingered over her body as much as I could, but as I did this she passively drew back and smiled, saying she loved me. Then she was gone.

                  When she was in London four hours later, I got a text asking if I was ok and would I last til she came home. ‘I mean I can put you out of your misery or tease you with some more hot news from Friday lol?’ I asked what else went on and she came back straight saying that he’d fingered her slowly then very fast. She also rubbed it in that she had cum very hotly. They chose not to have a full on fuck and it was then she told what I knew was coming. ‘No actual sex in the office, he said he prefers to fuck my married pussy hard in our marital bed.’ There was no emoji and so a bit hard to say whether it was said jokingly or not. I came back simply and said ‘anywhere you choose and whenever, only you two have the ability to decide that..’

                  More generally, Lola has moved from being protective of what she says about my small dick, to fully embracing the ability to give me SPH whenever she wants to, without apology; totally opposite of how she used to be. This is only done privately at the moment, but hopefully this will be a more public activity. She really now does embrace the fact of being a hotwife with total freedom and a cuck husband who enjoys the teasing and humiliation.

                  More subtle things like the expensive lingerie and see-through hollister tops purchased and wet look leather jeans that were not a thing she’d ever consider are now in her wardrobe, but obviously not bought with me in mind, well maybe just as a tease to remind me of what I’m missing, due to my pathetic performance in the bedroom all these years. She has said also that if the opportunity presents itself, she may also take my suggestion and, when she’s away with her girlfriend on their own, have a holiday fuck this coming January, despite always saying she wouldn’t. This will entail obviously telling her friend of our new situation and that she has my love and support to do this, which will cause me some humiliation with her friend, but I actually want it to be that way. All in all, I am so happy for her. Just knowing that conversation takes place at some point is hot.

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