Peter C
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Not a "and we all lived happily ever after", but I did pluck up the courage to add two of my wife's lovers as friends on Facebook. Actually, I only thought one of them had fucked my wife, but after a long, drawn-out chat via Messenger one afternoon the second one confessed to having had her too, almost apologetically telling me that it was only once and only after she'd told him we'd split up and almost insisting he fuck her. Not one to look a gift horse in the mouth, he led her to his bedroom...
I'd worked with both of these guys over the guys over the years, but we were never friends as such. The first one I mentioned was Mick, a ladies man who had had his eye on my wife Debbie from the first time he'd seen us together in our works' social club bar and asked her out at the first opportunity when I wasn't there. We weren't into cuckolding then and she rejected his advances, but years later with them now friends on Facebook, she admitted that she fancied him and had been very tempted to go out for a dr1nk with him.
I was aware that he'd s1ept with another colleague's wife, at least 2 female members of staff and the social club's pretty blonde barmaid, so when Cebbie and him started messaging and then texting one another all day, every day I had a fair idea where this was going. Although we'd originally agreed that she wouldn't go with anyone I knew, when we spoke about Mick I heard myself saying that it was okay and to take things as far as she felt comfortable with. After a couple of false starts, she went to see him at his house one Sunday afternoon whilst his wife was out and I picked her up later minus her knickers and with his cum still dribbling down her inner thighs. Even a few hours later when the kids were in bed as1eep it was obvious from her gaping, red, wet pussy that my wife had been fucked well and fucked hard. 2 or 3 months later she went to see him again for another fuck and I thought that was the only 2 occasions they'd had sex.
Not so. Once he'd accepted me as a friend on Facebook - several years after Debbie and I had split up and divorced - I eventually plucked up the courage to talk to him online. Once I'd admitted that Debbie had had a "free pass" and that I'd known and approved of her having sex with him and others, he was only to happy to tell me what they used to get up to. I learned that rather than twice, they fucked on and off for 2-3 years and once, when I thought she was away with someone else, he'd taken her on holiday for a week as man and wife and they'd fucked every day, sometimes two or three times.
I even went as far as thanking him for giving my wife what she must have needed - a good, hard seeing-to rather than our usually gentle love-making - and he replied with a "you're more than welcome. I'm only too pleased to have been of service to you both - Debbie especially!" Impressed by my acceptance of what had happened, he was soon "liking" photos of my new girlfriend and offering to fuck her for me too. He's moved away now, but has suggested we go and visit sometime, to let him work his magic on my new partner. I'd be lying if I said I don't like the idea, but he accepts that this one is shy and inexperienced and would be a tough nut to crack. He said he's never had two women off the same guy before so is extra keen and would happily report back to me on how the two compare between the sheets if I can persuade my girlfriend to go to bed with him while I disappear for an hour or two. "We'll text you when we're done", he said.
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Don Jetman
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#12 · Edited by: Don Jetman
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L had these fantasies of being taken by a man who had some kind of power over us, and her first HW lover eagerly played that role. It was role playing, but his aggression seemed very real. His idea was to play a kind of policeman (L loves the uniform) in a dystopian future where officials had the right by law to claim women for sexual favors, even married ones. The husband had no choice but to stand by and allow it. Of course, I was all-in with these sessions, but at times he did seem to be frighteningly demanding, making me strip L and hold her while he played with her. He'd fuck her and leave with little or no more conversation. He made it impersonal and very exciting for L, who had no trouble repeating his demands that she tell him how much better he was in bed than her husband. He didn't care whether I watched or not, which added to his uncaring law-backed entitlement. I always did, with genuine feelings of excitement, powerlessness and pin-pricks of h u m i l i a t i o n.
By the time we moved away due to my job promotion and relocation, we had played many scenarios, usually ones he and L had previously discussed, many times without my knowledge. He wasn't abusive to me, but he made it clear he was in control and I was expected to obey during our sessions. It wasn't unusual for him to come to the house late at night after we had gone to bed, pound on the door, and demand to fuck L. I'd get up, let him in, and he'd go to our bedroom, close the door, and fuck her. On these occasions, the message was clear - I wasn't allowed to watch, which added more angst and uncertainty. He and L began to plan the role playing via email which was off limits to me. By the time we moved away, I was concerned they were becoming closer emotionally, but had no real evidence. He kept his personal life private and never tried to come between us outside the role playing, which had become quite intense. I knew how much L looked forward to being fucked by him, and we still had great sex together while she told me how he "used" her. I was still a bit concerned, especially after I'd hear her tell him she wanted his cock, not mine, while they fucked. Was she just playing?
We kept in touch with her "Dom" after moving, both by phone and email, but I think we both expected the relationship with him to fizzle out eventually. Then, surprisingly, he invited us to visit him, over 1,000 miles away. I wondered; did he miss L THAT much? I was invited as well, so I buried my fears and we accepted.
I was surprised by his hospitality. He was still very firm about owning L while we were there, but accepted me as a welcome guest in his home. L slept with him in his second-floor bedroom, and I was given comfy quarters in a basement guest suite. He made it clear this would be the arrangement whenever we visited. Although I had never been a fan of overt, extreme h u m i l i a t i o n, the situation, his sole use of L, my below-ground accommodations, and his firm insistence that L was his to do as he wished even in my presence, fired the embers of my s u b m i s s i o n. I had no power there, and he and L were a couple in his home. At first, the angst was overwhelming, but so was the excitement of surrendering L to him as his private plaything. He played the Alpha role perfectly, and I fell into the beta easily.
During future visits, usually once or twice a year, he also shared L with other men there in his house. I watched L spend the day with a young college athlete there, both naked around his pool, fucking on a lounge chair poolside. On future visits we met five or six couples in a swingers group that partied in his home. He encouraged L to take part, but she refused to let me do the same, so I'd chat with the others and watched the men hit on her. He'd devise these outrageous scripts where L would be taken by someone in front of the group, the most ingenious was her s u b m i s s i o n to a "supernatural" Demon, a heavily muscled Black man who appeared and used her while I was tied to a chair nearby.
As the role play became more complex (and dominating), he began to talk with me privately, concerned that I was comfortable with the recent role playing. He began to include me when developing his ideas for his next session with L, often soliciting my likes and dislikes from past role playing. He couldn't remove the angst when L was being fucked, but I was more at ease knowing he had my comfort level in mind.
I suppose her Dom and I have become "friends" in a trusted kind of way, but not really "friendly", as in buddies who spend time together. I'm not sure it would work for us any other way. He and L have a part-physical, part-emotional tie by now - they're more "friendly" than he and I. But that's okay. Watching her spend time naked in his home while she's so comfortable and buoyed by his "ownership", and I knowing he's never a threat to our marriage, has allowed both L and my fantasies to be realized. The three of us have become a perfect fit.
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