Hot Wife Stories: Spice up our family life Part I

To say my marriage had gotten stale wouldn’t really be the truth, the fact is, my husband works a lot out of town, so we haven’t really been together enough to be in a rut. I knew before we said our vows about 19 months before what his job was and how it took him away from home, but that was before I got laid off, now, I’m home, alone all of the time and needing him closer by.  Ok, maybe I should start out by introducing myself, my name is Jess, my husbands name is Tony, and like I said, we’ve been married a bit over a year and a half. My company was downsized and in the process, my job was outsourced, so that means the house has never been cleaner, the meals never been better and the boredom never been stronger. When he comes home on weekends he’s tired, I’m not, I’m ready to talk and to play, but he’d rather just stretch out on the sofa and relax, telling me how hard his week has been and he just needs some rest and relaxation. So, for the past few weekends I’ve tried everything to get him to show some liveliness, nothing works.

Since I don’t have companionship basically, I spend a lot of time on the internet, going through this site and that one, trying to find something to occupy my time. At first it was recipes and crafts, and then for the past month or so, my interest has flowed into the field of porn sites, a lot of stories, pictures, videos, etc. I never realized how horny I was until I saw how much sex everyone else in the world is having. Tony always said that was the first thing that drew him to me, my beauty. I’m tall, 5’10”, and I have a lot of curves and full, massive tits that fill my 34D bra nicely. When we shared our first dance as a married couple he whispered in my ear how much it turned him on to know everyone in the room was staring and wanting his hot wife, but that I belonged only to him now.

One afternoon I was particularly aroused after watching a few stimulating video clips and I brought my vibrator in from where I keep it hidden in my panty drawer. I sat back in my over stuffed desk chair, totally naked and I began to fantasize about the kinkiest and most wild thing that would come to my mind. A story I had read a few weeks ago kept infiltrating my thoughts, it was about a , really making him sit and watch, they called him a cuckold husband, and that really turned me on.

Closing my eyes and letting my imagination run wild, I had the most powerful orgasm I’ve ever felt, bar none, and I knew it was something I could actually do. I’ve always had a Dominant side to me, which made me perfect for the corporate world, and why not transfer my desires to my sexual life, my husband needs to be shown what happens when you leave a hot wife alone for too long.

I found myself dialing the phone, calling Butch, a guy that I use to work with who always lusted after me, begging me to slip off to some “no-tell” motel with him, promising that he had enough in his pants to make me more than happy that I came. When he answered the phone, I froze, and then finally I started talking, telling him how I was just thinking about the ol’ gang at work and thought I would check in to see how he was doing. Of course it only took about 4 minutes before his part of the conversation roamed to the area of sex. I told him as a matter of fact I’d been feeling very aroused lately and I wanted to “play a trick” on my husband, just to teach him a lesson. Of course Butch had a reply that didn’t surprise me, not coming from him, he said, “I don’t care who watches us fuck, just so I can finally fuck you.” So, we set up a plan for that Saturday night, and then hung up. I remained wet and creamy all week long, all I could think about was having sex with someone new, and all of it unfolding before my husband’s eyes.

When Tony got home Friday afternoon and assumed his usual horizontal position on the sofa, I sat down and explained that I had made reservations at a motel on the outskirts of town for the following night, I thought we needed a night away and it was non-refundable, so he was coming. He tried to put up a fight, but nothing was going to stop my plans, it was all too close to happening now…

Cuckold Stories: The Benefits of Social Networks

Working the late shift didn’t leave me a lot of personal time to do things in the normal daylight hours, so most everything I accomplished was done via online. Just like any red blooded male, whenever I logged on, I had to check out what the world of porn had to offer, what new strains of sexuality was out there being advertised and was it something that would fit the needs that I’ve felt for so very long. It’s hard to understand an itch that lies so beneath the surface that I’m not even sure what sort of title to give it, and there’s no way I could ever talk to anyone else about it, where would I begin and what would they think of me. So, I kept things to myself. But one night I created a profile on Facebook hoping to find some people who share the same interests so we could talk and discuss various movies and sites of interests.

Never using my real name of, Benjamin, I came up with something I thought was catchy and created a profile, joined several groups, read what others wrote there and checked their profile pictures. I closed the lid on my laptop and never realized what a journey these past few minutes had created for me. The next morning, over a cup of coffee I logged back on to Facebook and much to my surprise I had three messages! The first two were pretty much what I would call a standard response, “I like your profile, would you like to chat?” Yeah, ok, I won’t delete, I may be desperate one day, but it was the third that really grabbed me in areas that have never felt so stimulated. Her reply was this; “You are a worthless cuckold, you don’t deserve to have any say over your own body, and you certainly should never orgasm unless you’ve been given permission. Your only place in this world should be at my feet, catering to my needs.” I must have read this reply a hundred times before I went browsing the internet trying to find out more about the whole cuckold thing. I somehow ended up on website with many site reviews and after reading a bit more and checking the sites it finally seeped into my mind that the woman from facebook was exactly right, it was like she looked into my soul and found the person I’ve been ignoring, yes, I was a cuckold, finally, a name for it.

With my hands trembling I replied to the woman with a simple, “I’m a cuckold, at your command.” Within minutes she was back, she was again reaching inside of me and pulling forth the submissive side of my very being.

Her orders were easily understood, I didn’t question them and I certainly didn’t ignore them. The first thing I did was pick up the phone and call off work for the evening, I didn’t want anything to interrupt the plans she was making. I showered and left my apartment, driving 20+ miles to the address of the motel she gave me, I parked the car and waited in front of room 4 just like she said. About 5 minutes later this beautiful woman opened the door, she would have been a hot wife for anyone, but today she was going to be my ruler, I was going to succumb and be what she orders me to be.

I walked inside, shaking, nervous, excited and yes, hard. She pointed to a blank wall across from the king sized bed and ordered me to strip and stand in front of it. There was no hiding my erection, and she immediately noticed. Walking towards me with her long, auburn hair hanging loosely down the middle of her back, her stiletto heels cracking against the carpet with a thud that meant business, she looked me square in the eye and said, “Get as hard as you want, but if I see one drop of pre-cum dripping from that pathetic dick, you will leave immediately!

The bathroom door opened and a naked man walked into the room, with a cock twice as large as mine he immediately took her in his arms and begin to passionately kiss her. I was confused for a moment, watching her be like this seductive kitten with him and yet be so extremely harsh with me, it was conflicting, but it was also arousing. She dropped to her knees, sucking his manhood to the root, fondling his balls and then raking her long, red painted nails down the side of his bare hips. He lifted her, walked her backwards to the bed and laid her back, lifting her long legs high into the air, all I could really see was the point to her heels and the muscles in the cheeks of his ass as he thrust deeply into her vaginal area. He was fucking her with a fury like I’d never seen, and even though my own cock was more aroused than ever, I would not allow that first drop of shiny spunk to be released. I actually broke into a sexual sweat holding back from wanting to grab my dick and shoot my own load. As this male stranger’s motion quickened, I could tell he was close, I could see his testicles from behind pulling up tight and suddenly he jerked his dick free from her vice gripping vaginal walls, spurting his cum all over her thick, swollen outer lips, allowing it to drip down her slit and cover her ass cheeks as well.

Once she caught her breath she looked at me with the coldness back in her eyes, ordering me to get a hot cloth for her lover, and I did, quickly, not wanting to disappoint her in any way. This is what I have always wanted, I wanted to be a cuckold and I was determined to be the best I could. Handing him the wet towel, I went to step back into my place, but instead she spread her thighs wider and ordered me to my knees, my job as her submissive cuckold was to know cleanse her with my mouth and tongue. I spent the next 30 minutes on my knees, licking up his cold cock juices, and I’ve never felt so satisfied in my life.