Leanne broke it off with me after we'd be seeing each other for four months or so. She told me that her married lover Carl was going to leave his wife for her.
I never did find out if that happened or not, but I had to go abroad for work shortly after that so it didn't affect me that much.
If I'm honest I was more disappointed that I couldn't witness her getting fucked again, than I was about not fucking her myself.
My work took me all over the world for a couple of years so I was able to gain many sexual experiences during my travels.
I visited brothels, sex clubs, and high class prostitutes.
But all those debauched acts I participated in didn't come close to that night I spent watching Leanne get fucked by her big dicked lover.
The closest I came to replicating that night was when I met a German couple in Amsterdam who invited me to join them for a threesome.
It transpired that they were having an affair and had come to Amsterdam from Munich for a dirty weekend. It was the woman I met first, she began talking to me at a bar, I thought I was in with her, but then the man joined her.
I had exhausted Amsterdam's red light district and was just having a quiet night before heading back to the UK. I was interested in their story and quizzed them on their affair.
The woman, who was in her early forties, was called Carla. She was blonde with a big bust which was sadly hidden by a winter jumper. Her and her husband had been married for twenty years and she admitted she'd grown bored of life with him, staying that she only stayed with him for the kids sake.
The man, named Thomas was a little younger, he told me that he and Carla had been having an affair for nine months and that she was fantastic in bed. So much more experimental than his wife.
Long story short they invited me to join them in their hotel room. We smoked a joint and listened to some music, before the conversation reverted back to sex. I was intrigued to find out what kind of experimental things they got up to.
Within a few minutes I found myself sitting on the bed naked, Carla sucking my cock whilst her lover Thomas was fucking her from behind.
We wound up by simultaneously blowing our loads over Carla's face and tits. I even managed to get a little cum kiss from Carla before she cleaned herself up, which was really hot.
It was a fantastic experience, my first mmf threesome. I'd paid for a threesome with prostitutes on a few occasions, but they don't compare to double teaming a girl with another bloke.
I found myself looking at Thomas's cock and thinking, for the first time, that if he asked me to suck him off I'd probably give it a go. He didn't ask, so I didn't do it, but I found myself casting my mind back to when Leanne had made me cum whilst talking about such things.
I'm not bisexual, I don't want to fuck a guy, I don't want to kiss a guy. But I had and still have this strange sexual urge to taste cum and possibly to suck a cock. I'd already tasted cum, but I hadn't sucked a cock at that point.
Fast forward a few years. By this time I was nine months into my relationship with my future wife Kate. We were onboard aeroplane, travelling to Gran Canaria for a holiday.
Kate knew all about my cuckold fetish, she was open to exploring it with me, we had discussed it many times and had several very hot sex sessions as a result of it.
It was our first holiday together and we had discussed the possibility of perhaps experimenting with her cuckolding me, or us having a threesome with another guy, if the opportunity presented itself.