My Cuckold Journey

"I got fucked" were Ruby's first words when she walked through the door.

This is my journey. A word about words. I use cuckold in the original sense, a man whose wife has lain with another man. I use slut to mean a woman who opens her legs for men other than her husband.

I suspect that my story is much like that of many other men. To better understand me, my drives and my then wife, I will start at the beginning.

We were school sweethearts. My very first inklings of something I would later realise we're cuckold yearnings happened one evening a while before we first had sex. We had been seeing each other mainly to keep our friends company. Our relationship had only gone as far as me feeling her tits.

I knew what went where but was otherwise quite naive. My knowledge of sex came mainly from the stack of naughty mags I'd found hidden in the garage and from salacious stories in a notorious Sunday newspaper. I loved the naughty wife stories.

One Friday afternoon Ruby told me that she was going to a club in town with Michelle, a friend. A bit of make-up and attitude combined with doormens' weakness for a smiling pretty face got them into the club. It was 1968, the only id was 'yes I'm old enough'. I felt a bit betrayed, I even thought she would stop seeing me for an older guy.

That night and on the few other nights she went to the club I wanked at least half a dozen times to wild imaginings.

It was not long after her run of fridays going clubbing we edged closer to having sex. The first few times nothing happened, either because I lost my load pulling her knickers down or because I chickened out at the last moment. We eventually had sex on the day of a Sunday school outing. I slipped into her, throbbed immediately and pulled out only to cum on her thigh. Within minutes I was back inside her for much, much longer.

The following evening, as I was about to enter her she said she had something to tell me. I was inside her when she said, 'I'm sorry I wasn't a virgin for you.'

I kissed her and started thrusting again. It was only afterwards, while I was laying there sated that I asked her about what she had said. She told me the names of two guys she'd been with a year or so before me. I got hard, climbed between her legs and couldn't resist asking for details. She was reluctant but I pressed her even after she started crying.

Those guys had only fucked her a handful of times each. After a couple of weeks I knew every detail of where and when. I loved her making me cum to her recollections. It was during one of those times she had her first orgasm on my cock. Fantasy stories dominated our lovemaking once the real ones became old hat. Even before our marriage at seventeen I was suggesting she took a lover. She always declined to do so. Though she knew I genuinely keen on her playing away she thought it was so that I could fuck other women. She wasn't entirely wrong.

It only served to feed my desire for her to go with another guy when one night she was half awake half asleep I asked her who her boyfriend was. She let slip a name. Awake she denied she was cheating on me.There was possibility she was getting fucked but couldn't bring herself to confess because as will be apparent later in my tale it would not have been the last instance of denial. Her first denial was possibly that nothing but dancing happened when she went clubbing early in our dating. At the very least she must have been kissed and probably groped. I'd like to think she had also been fingered and fucked but I'll never know.

It wasn't just my cuckold tendencies driving me. Her sister came to stay for a week. I missed my bus to work, Jennifer knew I would. We had been touching and kissing whenever we could, in secret of course, for over two years. She was waiting in the lounge for me, kneeling in front of the lone armchair. Her pert breasts pressed against her sheer white baby doll nightie. I reached down to caress them. Jen looked up at me with a grin as I sat down. I'd told Jen in one of our quiet moments that Ruby had promised oral sex once we got married but it had never happened. Jen had told me that it was her favourite thing to do for her boyfriend.

Jen's hands deftly unzipped me and released my swelling manhood. She licked precum from me and looked up again. Jen told me to relax. I tried. Jen's head bobbed up and down. I closed my eyes. I had never felt anything like it. Jen did things with her tongue that were unbelievable. It was like a thousand butterfly wings brushing tenderly against my shaft. Jen cupped my balls softly. I tried to pull out from between her soft lips, Jen just took me in deeper. Then I stared pumping the cum from my balls. Jen took it all. Her mouth full, she ran to the kitchen to spit my semen into the sink. I followed her. She wiped her hand across her mouth and gave me a lingering kiss with tongues. It was the first time I realised semen had a salty taste. Jen then doffed her nightie, hugged and kissed me again, said she was going for a bath and told me not to miss my next bus.

Fast forward to when we had a six month old. Unbeknownst to me at the time, indeed for some time later, my wife become the slut that was always just under the surface. She started an fling with a guy twice her age. I worked with him. He persuaded me to joing him and a couple of others for saturday lunchtime beers in the pub. He would nip out, sometimes for an extended period to put a bet on, or so he said. I drained my pints more slowly than him so there was almost always a pint or two behind the bar with my name on, a guarantee he would have plenty of time to call on my wife and fuck her. We lived less than fifty yards from the pub in a market square. I found out by reading her diary of that time many years later. There were many entries, all very similar. They are ingrained on my mind. I will relate a few over the next few postings.

Ruby's first relevant diary entry as best I can remember it.

Dan knocked on the door. He said he might. I let him in. He assured me that Ed would be in the pub for some time. I could see he had a hard-on. I was flattered that he wanted me. I haven't got my figure back yet and my boobs are still milky. Dan asked my permission to kiss me. He held me tightly as he did. Even as he kissed me I felt his hand lifting the hem of my miniskirt. His fingers were inside me before I knew it. My legs buckled. He pushed me to my knees. I don't really like gobbling but he insisted so I started sucking him. What he really wanted though was to fuck me. He suggested we stayed dressed, just in case Ed came back. It's been so long since anyone fucked me against a wall and Dan was in me so quickly I didn't have time to ask him to use one of Ed's condoms. I came twice before he did. Bit worried about his juices being inside me so fingers crossed. I feel so slutty and I love it.

A few days later Ruby wrote:

I seduced Ed last night into taking me without a condom just in case Dan's made me preggers. Dan took a day off work so that we could spend a few hours in bed. Dan was tender with me today but he still refuses to wear a condom. I'm taking an awful risk. Dan undressed me as soon as I let him in. I gobbled him without being asked. He came in my mouth and made me swallow. I should have kicked him out for doing that but I was acting like a slut so he was treating me like a slut. Dan lay back on my bed. I straddled him. I talked dirty to him. He talked dirtier and fucked me till I was exhausted. He taught me a new word. I asked him what it meant. It was old English. Ed's a cuckold , not for the first time, I like that word. Tomorrow's saturday so no nooky for Ed tonight, I want to be fresh for Dan.

All the time she knew what I wanted but she decided to spread her legs and not tell me except sometimes she might use her slutting about as inspiration for a story to tell me in bed.

Came on this morning so not preggers thank god. Told Dan that if Ed caught us it wouldn't be the end of the world 'cos Ed's always wanted me to fuck other men. He suggested we get it over with but I said that it would spoil the thrill of cheating. Ed enjoying my stories is one thing but getting fucked to give him his jollies is quite another. Maybe one day but when I fuck a guy it's cos I want to - it's me time and my secret. Anyhow, Ed gets off on fantasy, he might not on reality. Dan wants to take me to see the Exorcist next week. Ed would have to babysit, he doesn't like horrors so I think he'll say yes in the hope I let Dan fuck me. If I know him he'll wank himself silly while I'm out. Just have to think about how to stop him wanting...I suppose my period might have to last two or three days longer...

edsoames
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I remember Ruby's entry for this day!

Spent most of the Exorcist with my hand wrapped around Dan's cock. He spent most of the time with his arm round my neck and his hand in my bra. We went to a pub afterwards but didn't stop long. Dan found a quiet spot near some woodland. I thought he'd want me on the back seat. Instead had me get out of the car so that he could sit in the passenger seat which he pushed right back. I stepped out of my knicks, climbed into the car and straddled him, I was very wet. He slid straight into me. His fingers undid my blouse buttons. His hands lifted my bra. We heard someone approaching the car with his dog. Dan made sure my tits were on show. The stopped and looked in the car, grinned and said "Evening", then walked on.

The more Dan called me a slut, a whore, a scrubber and other derogatory things the hotter I got. He had me tell him that he was in my cunt, that his cock was fucking my slut hole. He made all the words sound so erotic. The more so when he made me use them. He slowly removed my clothing without ever pulling out of my cunt. He bit and pulled on my nipples. He used his thumb to tease my clit.

I don't care that he pumped his spunk into my unprotected womb. I'm getting so much pleasure from Dan's cock everytime he fucks me I'm on the verge of telling him to give me a baby.

I had a quick douche in the bathroom then slipped into bed with Ed. He asked if Dan had fucked me. I slapped his face like I was indignant and turned my back on him. About three in the morning Ed wanted to fuck me. He already had a durex on. I lay there and let him. He came very quickly. Ed is such a boring fuck compared to Dan. I might start rationing him.

Remember, I didn't know Ruby was getting screwed. I do recall though that it was strange that she wouldn't use Dan as a character in her stories, she wasn't normally shy about using someone we knew.

According to her diary they kept on having trysts. Then she missed a period and another. She told Dan. He dumped her.

At about the sixth month of her pregnancy she gradually cut me off. Firstly by not letting me cum inside her and then by not letting me fuck her at all.

The day after she went to hospital to give birth her sister Jennifer caught a train to come meet the baby. We visited Ruby that evening. On the bus home I couldn't help but fantasise about Jen. We talked mainly about the baby.

Neither of us even hinted at s l e e p i n g together. I just assumed that Jen wouldn't cheat on her sister when she had just given birth and was herself three months pregnant. Jen went up to s l e e p in the spare room. I made her a hot chocolate and took it up to her. She was sat up in bed. Jen had small, firm breasts. Her nipples were pressing against the sheer material of her babydoll nightie. She gazed at my crotch and the growing bulge. She said "We can s l e e p together but we mustn't have sex. I'll come to you in a few minutes."

True to her word, a few minutes later Jennifer slipped under the blankets. She again said we couldn't make love. We cuddled. I went to kiss her. Jen responded. I was rock hard. I slipped my hand into her loose fitting matching panties. Her blonde pubes were silky smooth. She told me to call her Ruby and she called me by her husband's name. She talked in her s l e e p apparently. My finger parted her labia. Her legs spread. So much for no sex. I climbed on top of her. Jen guided my cock into her. Any thought of Ruby laying in the maternity ward was as far from our minds as it could be. Jen responded to every thrust. It wasn't long before my first load emptied into her.

Jen slid down the bed. Once again I felt the ecstasy that was a blowjob from Jen. She didn't make me cum. She got me hard and then climbed astride me. In that position I can last forever and Jen had a couple of orgasms before she rolled off of me and bade me climb on top of her. Again her tight cunt brought me off very quickly. We fucked once again before we fell a s l e e p. In the morning she gave me a wonderful blowjob before I took her to the station.

Though we played on and off at family occasions, mainly kisses and handjobs, that was the last time we fucked. In hindsight I realise that Jen must have known Ruby was carrying a sprog I hadn't planted inside her. I wouldn't find out he wasn't mine for over twenty years.

Good shhhht man!

Ruby's diary keeping stopped for a good few years after she'd had Dan's bastard offspring.

For a couple of years after the birth I could fuck her almost as much as I wanted to but I wasn't allowed to cum inside her. She freaked out on the odd occasion I didn't pull out in time. She was on the pill so it wasn't for birth control.

Apart from the withdrawal thing we were getting on well and the stories started again, though as I said earlier they were never about Dan. One particular story starred the manager where she worked on Sunday. It went thus:

I'd been flirting with John for a few weeks. He was flirting back and when he could he would caress my tits and he would ask when my knickers were going to drop for him. I'd been alone in his office with him a few times where he had reached under my skirt and had fingered me. I got very juicy. A knock on the door stopped us doing anything else. We resumed after our she got the form she wanted. His fingers made me orgasm. I licked his fingers clean and promised I'd let him have me the following week.

You were still in bed when I left for work. Under my blouse was the red basque with matching but impractical knickers. Around lunchtime he called me to his office. Everyone heard the Tannoy of course. There were some funny looks and some giggles. We had not been as discreet as we thought. He kissed me. He groped me. He fingered me. Then he thought to lock the door. I took my blouse off and stepped out of my skirt. He pushed me against the wall. What passed for a gusset was pushed aside and still fully clothed he was inside me. It was so exciting Ed, I could hardly stand as the waves of ecstasy washed over me. Sorry Ed, you've never made me feel that sexy and turned on. John wiped his cock on the inside of my skirt. We kissed and I dressed and I went back to work.

The story turned me on so much I forgot to pull out. I was waiting for her to go off on one but she grinned and told me it had really happened some six weeks earlier and that they had fucked every week since. I got hard again and she told me about the second time as I thrust slowly in and out of her. She told me to cum inside her again, of course I obliged.

Despite all my prior assurances and indeed pleading for her to take lovers she was unsure how I would react. If I had reacted badly she would have insisted that she said it was true only to excite me, that is, she would have insisted it was just a made up story.

About this time we had her youngest sister, Melanie, living with us. Despite her very obvious charms I never touched her, indeed I refused an obvious offer. She wasn't a virgin, Jen had told me her husband had slipped her his length. The problem was we were basically acting as her parents. If she had offered again a year or so later I may have been tempted but by then she was in love. The reason I add this information is that on one of the weekends where she had been fucked by John at work she came home just as I was innocently opening the bedroom curtain she accused me of going with Melanie. Looking back I realise this was her own guilt driving her jealousy.

Unfortunately for me John was transferred before they had chance to fuck again. I assumed that was a reason she had waited to confess her sluttiness. The ice had bee broken though.

Ruby went out with some friends a couple of weeks later. It was all I could do to stop myself from jerking off watching her get ready, Normally she would bathe, dress and slap on some makeup. This time she bathed, donned some very sexy, almost sheer knickers and sat there almost daring me to ravish her.

"You think this lipstick would smear if I kiss someone" was an example of what she said as she got ready. "Will these hold a guys cum in me long enough for me to be still messy when I get home?" was another as she stood brazenly in front of me.

That night wasn't the first time she got fucked by someone else since we got married but it was the first time that I knew about it, in expectation beforehand and in fact afterwards. The guy was slightly younger that her. He'd bought her Babychams all night. He was walking her home. They stopped and kissed and fondled every so often but it wasn't until the passed through a pak that she lay on her back and he mounted her. They fucked for some fifteen minutes but he couldn't cum, his inebriation saw to that. So I didn't get a creampie that night but I did slip into Ruby's swollen, gaping and sodden cunt as soon as she came through the door and said "I got fucked."

Fascinating! Please continue!

edsoames
The Joys of Being a Cuckold Are Immense