I'm A Cuckold... For Her Expanded Pleasure

It took a long time to find out my true cuckold nature.  

I met my wife when we were both young.  She was always very open about wanting to be sexually free.  At first I was jealous, but over the years this changed to being excited by her interest in other men, and then to wanting her to have an affair.  

We would often talk about this fantasy that we both shared, and sex was always much hotter when we did.  She did have close friendships with men, and flirted, but didn't go any further for a long time... while my desire for her to have sex with another man steadily grew.  

One friendship got quite close, and I was able to see her French kissing with him.  The excitement that brought confirmed what I wanted.  

Then after we'd lived together for ten years we got married.  On the night before our wedding she asked me if I was still OK with the idea of her taking other lovers.  I agreed immediately, and I married her.  I was happy that I had a wonderful wife, and that my dream would be coming true.

Six months later she met a man she was very attracted to at a party.  She came home very excited and told me of her intention to have an affair with him.  They went out a couple of times and seemed to hit it off.  Then he invited her over to his place.  

She got off the phone and told me that she was going to spend the night making love to him.  I was ecstatic and excited.  I'd bought her a new pack of condoms in case of such an opportunity, and gave them to her.  But she refused them, telling me that she didn't want anything to spoil their first lovemaking, and that she wanted him to come inside her.  

She had always been very careful about birth control with me, so I realized with a mixture of excitement and fear that something stronger was happening.  I then agreed that my wife should go bareback with a man I had not yet met.

She spent a long time preparing for him, showing me her freshly trimmed pubic hair, and checking her best lingerie.  The anticipation was fantastic.  I drove her to his house early that evening, then returned home.  Even before I got there I felt deep in my guts that he was already inside her... an amazing bit of physical telepathy that has stayed with me.  

For the first time in my life I came without any touch, filling my underwear with the largest amount I have ever ejaculated.  My humiliation was fantastic as I changed out of my soiled clothes, knowing that my wife was at that moment having sex beyond anything we had ever done.  Throughout that night I continually thought about their coupling.  It was everything I had dreamed of.

Sure enough, next morning she confirmed that they had made love over and over.  He was experienced, strong and very well endowed.  He brought her to orgasm again and again, and she said they were more powerful than anything she had felt before.  She told me she loved the feel of him ejaculating in her, and was already thinking about becoming pregnant by him.

I finally got to meet him.  It was shameful and exciting to sit in a bar talking about their relationship.  I gave my blessing to them taking the relationship wherever they wanted.  It was clear she was falling in love with him too.

I bought her one of those hormone monitors so that he could continue to fill her with his semen, and shortly after she informed me that I could no longer have sex with her.  She was to be his exclusively.

That was torment for me, but it confirmed my new cuckold state.  I had to accept that several nights a week she would be in his bed.  She was completely open about it, often slipping off cum-soaked panties when she climbed into our bed, the smell of sex strong all over her.  

She told me about the new experiences he was giving her; sex outside, deep throat, anal.  I took her to a clinic for a check up so that she could be ready.

And finally, the ultimate; planning... and then her becoming pregnant by him.  Watching her grow big with his child was the perfect demonstration of my emasculation and his superiority.  I was so happy to be the cuckold dad while she continued regularly meeting him and making love with her true mate.

In a perfect world we would all three live together so that they could make love whenever they wanted while I mind the children they produce.  For the moment I can only say that for a true cuckold like me I could not hope for a better wife.


