I like watching my wife being fucked.
That doesn't make me a cuckold. A cuckold doesn't like his wife having sex with someone else, but for one reason or another, doesn't or can't stop her. As for me, I like seeing my wife underneath another man, or a woman, her legs spread wide, enjoying being given a good fucking and made to climax. I know that after he has cum and pulled out of her, she will want me to fuck her. Unless that is, I'm already fucking the other man's wife.
We've been married for twenty years. A few years ago, after that length of time sex had reduced to once, perhaps twice a month and although I didn't realise it then, had become routine for her, doing it mainly to please me. It wasn't like that to begin with. We had been seeing each other socially for a couple of months before she let me fuck her. Not that I hadn't tried earlier, but all she allowed was some heavy petting, kissing, stroking her tits and rubbing her crotch while we were on the sofa at her place. It wasn't that she didn't like it. Once she even rubbed herself against my hard cock trapped in my Jeans, not stopping in time so that I creamed my pants much to her delight, while I complained that I hated having wet, soggy pants and a limp dick. Eventually, when she was round at my place and my other flat-mates were away, she told me to pull her panties down and make love to her.
Before she met me, she hadn't had great experiences with sex. She'd lost her virginity as soon as she turned 18, the legal age for where she lived. Two weeks after her birthday, she foolishly accepted an invitation to go to a party in the park with the seniors at school who must have known that she had just had her birthday. One vodka and coke too many and she allowed an older boy to take her into the bushes. He was experienced and made her very horny by kissing and stroking her. He was strong, wouldn't take no for an answer and she let him pull her panties down. He pushed her legs open wide, took his hard cock out, got on top of her, popped her cherry and fucked her. She hadn't really enjoyed it but what was worse was the jeering laughter of the older girls when she re-joined the group. After that, she hadn't let anyone fuck her until she left school and went to college. She started having sex with her first boyfriend at college and enjoyed it but he found someone else and left her. The same thing happened with a second boyfriend before she met me, so she was cautious about letting another boy have sex with her.
However, she liked what I did to her. After that first time with me, every time she saw me she wanted me to fuck her. Those were the days when you didn't move in together. When she finished college and we could have gone our separate ways, instead we got married. Those first few years were great. I fucked her every night when we went to bed. Sometimes she also wanted to make love on the sofa earlier in the evening when we were watching TV. Sunday mornings we had sex till noon, fucking our brains out, only getting up to catch one of the lunch-time specials at a local restaurant. The arrival of children stopped the Sunday mornings. The children and her increasing responsibilities at work were tiring her, reducing the frequency of sex during the week.
We survived the second round of the seven year itch, 14 years of marriage. I felt I wasn't getting anything like the amount of sex I wanted; she said that I was cumming too quickly and she wasn't getting an orgasm any longer, so was losing interest. Two years later, I discovered internet dating wasn't just for singles. A couple of false starts and I arranged to meet someone for a coffee, hopefully more, during an extended lunch-break from work. It turned out that she was married too, her husband was often away for long periods in a job he really liked and didn't want to give up, so they agreed that she could meet another man for sex, but only for sex. Over coffee, when I realised that she wanted it at that moment as much as I did, I suggested we go to a motel. She agreed. We checked in to a motel nearby and immediately got into bed together. That was the start of a two year friendship, meeting every month and continuing until her husband's job changed and they were able to have sex together more often so that she didn't need my cock. I met two more women off the dating site, seeing them for about three months each, before having a period with no luck.
When a woman, Rae, said that she was willing and we could do it at her place, but that her husband, Jack, would be there, I was wanting sex so much that I agreed. We sat having coffee while they looked me over. I must have passed, because they suggested that the three of us go into their bedroom but they wanted me to strip naked to let them make a final decision. When I was undressed, I stood before them with a hard, erect cock and sucking my stomach in. Rae was a strong featured woman, big boned and, as I was to discover, physically strong too. She took hold of my cock, fondled it and squeezed my balls before saying that she wanted it. I got into bed and she quickly stripped before joining me. I was to kiss and suck her nipples, stroke her clit and finger her. I soon ignored her hubby watching us and when she was ready, slid my cock into her warm pussy. I'd like to say that I fucked her long and hard, but she soon started moving beneath me and made me cum. After I pulled out, her hubby, who now was also naked with a big, erect cock, mounted her and started fucking her. He didn't last all that long either and when he had pumped his load into her, pulled out and went into the next room to watch the game on TV.
Rae and I stayed in bed talking. She asked a few questions about my wife, but mainly we talked about what we liked to do for sex. I found out that she was very bisexual and liked making another woman climax. She was pulling and stroking my cock and after about three-quarters on an hour I became hard enough to get back into her. This time I had more control and was able to fuck her to an intense climax which made me cum at the same time.
I'd never had a three-some before. Watching her hubby fuck her was a turn-on. When she suggested that we do it again in a couple of weeks I quickly agreed. Two more three-somes followed, then Jack changed shifts and she and I had one-on-one sex a couple of times more. The third time was when she started asking about my wife.
"How often does she want you to give it to her," Rae asked.
"About once a month, sometimes twice," I'd replied.
"She's bored with your cock. Is she getting it with another man?"
"No!" I protested loudly.
"I'll bet that you would enjoy watching her being fucked," Rae said. "Jack would like to fuck her. I'd like to do her as well. You wouldn't mind, would you?"
"Er, I don't know" I spluttered. By now Rae had hold of my cock, which she had stroked until it was big and hard. All I could think about at that moment was slipping it into her.
"Talk to her about having a foursome with us. You will do, won't you, and let us know the next time you come here." Of course I agreed, and Rae rolled onto her back and opened her legs for me.
During the following week, Rae messaged me asking how I'd got on asking my wife. I'd not done anything about it, hoping it would go away. Rae told me not to be a coward and made it clear that future sex with her depended on me asking. That evening while watching the TV, I plucked up enough courage to ask my wife if she would like a foursome, not mentioning anyone specific. As I expected, I received a sharp and definitive "No!"
Rae let me meet her when I told her that I had asked. In the middle of sex with her, before I started fucking her and while she was holding my throbbing cock, she brought up the subject again.
"I thought your wife would say 'no'," Rae said, "but the idea of another man is now in the back of her mind. Here's what you do next. When are you likely to be allowed to fuck her again?"
"Probably this weekend. We haven't done it for a while," I replied.
