My wife, gets on top of my back and pushes my head down on it, then she reaches around and begins stroking it into my throat. When it comes to sex, Lisa should think of her bull first and only. I do as he asks, licking his big black balls over and over for him each time he partially withdraws his cock from my wife's pussy. Unable to please her sexually, I gradually allowed myself to become a cuckold by not putting a stop to Lisa's many extra-marital conquests. He said he drank a lot of pineapple juice, so that his cum will taste sweet when I eat it later. She met him when he was 28 and Lisa was 50, He's still only 31 years old now, he's a tall athletic black man with a very large cock and he absolutely loves fucking my wife.
Moments later I think that it is over, as he has turned his attention to my wife again. There was an awkward moment of silence, and then she said something that I will never forget. There was no question - I did not have the size and stamina that Lisa needs. As I'm doing this, I hear Lisa start coming down stairs and I started to get up so she would not see what was happening. But she loves me, not them, we have a great family and a great life despite the sexual realities. They have often been verbally disrespectful to me, but I know this is part of what they want out of the experience.
He did this slowly and subtly at first and then she just latched on to it. They became friendly when I went to spend an afternoon on the golf course. I could tell from the look on her face, the wet spots on the bed and the still sticky sperm he left on her that he had satisfied her, and visa versa. As she has gotten older, her desires have increased and she knows that I can't stop her from acting on them. He was black and no more than 20 years old and Lisa told me wanted him. He emptied his balls in my wife, he had filled her with his sperm and there was no way to undo that now. It's salty and pungent in taste, sometimes it is sweeter but it always leaves a taste in my mouth that takes a long time to forget.
Lisa is usually exhausted, but I'm wide awake thinking about what just happened. She allowed me to remove my chastity lock and the second part picks up as I began to masturbate laying next to her. I get it, I understand why I've become a cuckolded husband. I had no idea he was going to do this, he gave no warning as he neared climax, there was no time to ask him to stop and pull out. The first time he came to our house, Lisa was upstairs getting ready when he arrived.
Weeks later as I thought about what happened that night I realized it had nothing to do with bi or gay sex, it was strictly domination and submission. After fucking Lisa for several hours earlier in the evening, my wife and her bull sleep peacefully for several hours. As she gets fucked, I see and hear the key and the locket dangling there, both are there to remind me that I'm being cuckolded. The 'not knowing' what is going to happen aspect always causes me anxiety in the days and hours leading up to a date. Unknown 1 year ago Loved it ,brought back hot memories from when we were younger.
When I watch them, I am in a chastity lock, the key is usually worn by her around her ankle bracelet. My sexy wife loved to answer the door when we were in a hotel for room service,pizza guys etc. Moments later she tells me i'm going to 'get involved'. She knows I've accepted all this - her desires, unfulfilled needs - some days that's a lot harder for me than it probably seems to you all. As hard as it was to watch it, it is sometimes harder to not watch - to not know. I'm not able to see what happens very much anymore. Then he told me to kneel on it.
We had a drink and talked a little in the kitchen while we waited for her to come down. Lisa has a definite preference for True Bulls. My wife having a steady, regular sex partner is actually comforting to me. Lisa has never once defended me in this regard or asked him to call me by my name. Lisa goes along with whatever he says, so there is really no way for me to change that aspect anymore until He changes his mind. He told me to put it down on the kitchen floor. In full disclosure, I must admit that even now, when I see a man enter my wife bareback, my stomach still begins to twist into a knot.
Basically, it's an explanation to myself on how I became a cuckold husband. The next night, she invited him to our room after he got off from work. I'll never forget my angst and nervousness that night. She told me he was nervous and wanted to be alone with her, so she told me I needed to wait on the balcony. Before he became her regular partner, it was so stressful for me whenever we would meet someone new or even when she would go out. So discretion is preferred and they are usually quick to act without much in the way of gamesmanship.