Boggist
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I guess it was, oh, 86 or 87. Stationed in Va, I was gone alot. I'm also not good at picking up on non verbal clues from women. Strange thing is, I can sense trouble pretty well, and having some "street sense" helped me stay alive. My wife was a beauty, 34 A breasts, perfect legs, beautiful face. Exquisite feet. She was also a cold fish in bed. When we married I could pound her pussy for a couple hours straight. No response, no moans, nothing at all until she finally came. She'd tell me I could just cum, as she could only cum once. After awhile, that's what I did, and thought she was good with it. She was a different kind of woman, wired differently. We were friends with a couple from Church, Robert and Karen. Karen was VERY pretty, petite, slender, very demure. Apparently, a tiger in bed. My wife (I'll call her Mary, a common name) was apparently talking **** about me to her, telling her she wasn't being satisfied. Karen revealed she had cuckolded Robert, with his encouragement. For some years. It was over now though, and the sex was good, better than at home. She'd get dolled up after the kids went to bed, go over and get her brains fucked out, then home to Robert who got exquisite sloppy seconds.
Mary asked me (she had this angry way of asking a question, one where I knew trouble was afoot, but also, now, I realize she had already done something and was just looking for approval) what I thought of cuckolding. We didn't even know the word for it! Shortly afterwards, she got her tubes tied, we didn't need more kids. I suspected things, but said nothing, halfway hoping inside that she was cucking me. I was willing to try anything to get her to sexually open up. This went on for over 10 years, while stationed there. I even got to be buddies with him, but never came out and asked him. She of course always denied it while accusing me of cheating. Projection anyone?
I was reassigned to a billet in my home state. As we crossed the state line, she cried. Inside, I knew it was for him. Things didn't get better, despite my efforts. She'd dream at night, calling out his name. Her projection grew, making life harder. A couple times she invited other service men she had met (who were there temporarily) to come over, have dinner and stay the night. I very much regret I didn't tell her to put her nylons and heels on before they came over, do her nails in red and lips too. Cover it with a pair of jeans and blouse, and after dinner when the kids went to bed, go out and tell him this was his chance. Then, watch, take pics, take my turn when an opening came up. To answer the question, I found out in 86. There were a number of others I knew who were into this, but that was my introduction. I've shared my current wife, extremely hot! I just wish I'd been bold enough to share my first, then again, I strongly suspected she'd try to somehow publicly humiliate me, and that would have very, very unpleasant for all concerned.
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Littleboy77
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My future wife and I had just begun living together back in 1975. We had great sexual chemistry and chemistry in other ways as well. One night after we had just had sex, I asked her who was the biggest of all her lovers including me. Without hesitation, she said "Oh that would be Carlos." He was her first lover, a Cuban guy who had an 8 inch, thick cock with a big head. I swallowed hard and asked, "well, who is next?" She paused and said, "Well, that would be Randy." He was a university soccer player that she used to give blowjobs to. It went on like that until she had only one previous lover and me left. When I persisted about who was biggest, she quietly said,"I guess that would be John," a guy who fell into the category of friends who fuck. I had always been the intensely jealous type before, really insecure. But when I heard that I was the smallest she had ever had, I became more aroused than I ever had before, literally shaking. Since then I have pressed her for details about her sexual past and she has cheerfully shared many erotic details. She has acknowledged that she knew I was the smallest the first time she saw me nude, and that it really wasn't even close. She said I make up for it with an insatiable appetite for eating pussy. Since then, I have fantasized almost exclusively about her having sex with another, larger man. I also fantasize about being in a submissive role and pleasing men with bigger cocks. All these thoughts would have been inconceivable to me before that night.
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