SatsfiedWifeUK2006
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# Posted: 21 May 2006 18:01:29
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Hi,
I'm new to the cuckold forum and would like to share with those interested my real life cuckold experiences. This is a story how my wife came to have a black lover and reguarly sleep with him.
I have been married to my wife Rebecca for 17 years, and we met when she was 17 and i was 19, via a chance meeting on ICQ of all places! She is German, but was staying in Canada for a yeah to improve her English, and i was living in the UK.
We decided to hook up after 6 months of chatting and met up in the UK on her way back to the Germany. The attraction was instant, and we hit it off straight away, and slept together about a week later. It was in fact both our first times (yes at 19 i was a late bloomer) but she admitted she had done "other stuff", but not sex.
At first i was amazed and felt like i was in heaven that such a great girl should have given herself to someone like me, but i began to get jealous of other things she had done in the past, due to my own lack of experience.
Therefore my interest in Cuckolding began when i began to delve deeper into the details of the "other stuff". And so began my journey into Cuckolding. I think, as a way of dealing with my jealousy by making humilation "my turn on".
The first thing to ruin my "idyllic" picture of her was when she told me she had given her first blowjob when she was 14 to her boyfreind at the time who was 16, outside her handball gym. She needed a lot of prompting but eventually told me all the details, including the fact that he "had tilted her head back to make sure she swallowed". (although she states only a small prt of her first bj was enjoyable mostly it was "disgusting").
That experience put her off sex for a while and the guy dumped her when she refused to sleep with him. She hooked up with a roman catholic who felt guilty even about kissing her, and she felt more secure.
But three years went by and she was curious again, and the second thing she told me was that in Canada (she was 17 then) she had been attracted to her host brother, Alex who she was staying with, and he took advanatge of that fact. It took her five years and a huge argument for it to come out that she regually gave him blowjobs while she stayed there over the coure of the year to "practice" and "swallowed only about half the time". I was pretty shocked but a part of me was turned on at the thought of someone using my wife in that degrading way.
But the biggest shock was yet to come. While she was staying in Canada an amateur american "rugby team" was touring Vancouver (yes, i didn't think it popular in the US either but there you go) and two of the guys stayed in her house. There wasn't a gangbang or anything like that, but one of the guys was black, and called Moses. I remember talking to her at the time (before we met in person) actually encouraging her to flirt with him, as at the point when we were chatting on ICQ i never thought we would meet up and get married!
Well, she realised her host brother Alex was just using her, and she ended that and was pretty flattered by the attention Moses was giving her. The inevitable happened and they made out on the couch, him kissing her while she sat on his lap, and groping her breasts, and eventually she went down on him.
At the time, talking online, she said they just "kissed" as she was too embarrassed to say what realy happened. In the argument we had though (5 years later) again the truth came out (along with everything else and the slate was clean and she had nothing else to hide) - She confided to me how she often masturbated thinking about him and when she was very horny in bed told me "she wished they'd slept together" He had pestered her all night but she had refused to give in. Apparently, his parting words to her when he left in the morning, when she asked him "how everything was" were: "it was alright, but would have been better if we'd done the biz".
That didn't go down to well with her, but in the long run, i think she liked that humilation...
If you are still with me - congratulations! The above information is intricate to the outcome of this tale. With what has been said, you would be forgiven for thinking that she just plays the "sweet virgin" and that it was all just an act. Its not true really. Although she was curious about sex, giving blowjobs to those three guys (two of them, only once) was the farthest as she would go until she met "Mr right".
Anyway, i digress. About 15 years ago we moved to the US, and as time went on, Moses would come up more and more in our love making. I would mention his name all the time when we made love and was always turned on when she told me that she regually things of him when we fuck or when she masturbates. I bought a really big realistic black dildo and called it "Moses" and started to use it on her every chance i got. Afterwards i'd fuck her and she'd tell me that Moses was much bigger and that my small cock was useless compared to his manly piece.
This year, having had my wife's body all to myself for almost all her life, we decided to share. With reservations of what it would do to our marriage, we contacted Moses. Our hearts were beating as we called him, and at first he didn't remember her. Then the penny dropped and there was a "Ohhh yeah" and the ball started rolling from there.
My wife was wet even thinking of seeing him again, and next holiday we could make (which was an agonising 4 week wait away) we arranged to combine our holiday with a sight seeing trip around Seattle, and meet up with him in a hotel for a drink.
Rebecca was so nervous meeting him, and she constantly snapped at me for the littlist of things. I think this was to do with a conflict within herself: guilt/anger/frustration? I'm sure we both felt a number of things like that. Anyway, she looked stunning - she has always been a conservative dresser but that night she went about as far as she could go, and dressed in a low cut blouse and strawberry flowered skirt.
At first the metting was a little awkward, as we hadn't really laid our cards down on the table with why we wanted to meet Moses. After about five minutes i made a flimsy excuse leaving them alone to catch up, and waited in a subsection of the lounge out of view. Within moments i could hear Rebecca roaring with laughter every few minutes or so and i knew it was going well. Feelings of jealousy and doubt began to rise inside me, but i forced them down - my wife needed her sexual needs satisfying and it was her dream to taste that big black cock once more and this to feel it deep inside her.
I ordered a whisky and settled down in my chair. About an hour later, i walked back to their table, and noticed they had had quite a bit to drink.
Rebecca looked up at me, smiled nervously and said "We're ready". My heart was in my mouth - i knew what this meant. I seemed to hold my breath for what seemed like an eternity, and then before i knew it Moses got up and taking her hand led her away. She didn't even look back and kept on walking. I trailed behind them, and when we got to her room (209 - i'll never forget that number now) i fumbled for the room key and let them in.
They entered eagerly and giggling fell down on the bed, bringing her down on top of him. It was the strangest moment of my life seeing my wifes arms wrapped round the neck of another man, and seeing her kissing him passionately. A passion i haven't felt for years.
She looked up at me, and gave me a sort of "is this ok look?" but i didn't think it mattered if I thought it was ok or not, it was going to happen.
He began touching and squeezing her breasts, and she moaned so loudly and said "Ohhhh Moses". She was breathing so fast i remembered thinking she was going to hyperventilate or something.
The rest are details i can share at a later time if you are interested. I'm sure you'd much rather see the photographs i took right now! More to follow...
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