This story contains bisexuality, interracial sex, and explicit instances of men sucking cock! If any of this offends you, move on! There are many great authors on Literotica.
All characters are 18 or over.
I should begin by confessing that I am a cuckold and a cocksucker. I guess I've always been a cuckold, wanting other men to fuck my wife, but I only recently became a cocksucker.
For years I fantasized about my wife, Kim, cuckolding me. I ached to see her riding a strange cock, her face twisted in lust, to see another man's cum stream out of her pussy like water through rapids. After much cajoling and pleading, I convinced her.
She set one condition: it had to be a black cock. Kim had a fantasy of her own. She wanted to be a slut for a black man, and she wanted to see me suck a cock.
I was eager to watch her fuck a black man, even looking forward to licking her clean afterward. However, I drew the line at me becoming a cocksucker, rationalizing that heterosexual males didn't do such things.
I was so wrong!
My name is Sam, 54 yrs old. I am married to Kim, who is 46. I am on the smaller side at 5'9 170 lbs. She is 5'3, 120 pounds with 38" hips and tits with a large D cup, and a nice heart-shaped ass which I love fucking.
Our marriage is the second for us both Her first marriage only lasted about three years. She told me he was a verbally, physically, and emotionally abusive minister. She doesn't like talking about it and I don't ask.
My first wife routinely cheated on me. Eventually, I found out and confronted her. She cried and lied, saying she would stop but continued getting strange cock. I let her do it without letting her know that I knew! That is when I learned what a cuckold was.
We still had good sex. The fucking was made better for me knowing she was a slut. I know now that all she had to do was let me watch her getting fucked, and we would probably still be together.
However, one of her casual fucks became more permanent, and she left me for him.
Kim and I met through mutual friends. The friends were closet swingers though we didn't find out until later. We liked each other from the start and never dated anyone else after we met.
Kim was raised in a sexually sheltered life. Her parents were bible-thumping evangelicals who taught their girls that sex was only for procreation and that any woman who got pleasure from it was akin to the Whore Of Babylon!
She was the middle kid of three girls and showed all the classic signs of the psychological middle child syndrome. She was always trying to please her parents and others, to get the praise and their attention. That syndrome, the eagerness to please, played into the lifestyle we came to enjoy.
The first night we met, she wore a long ankle-length skirt., I found out later that was what she always wore. Until she met me, she never wore short skirts or jeans.
Kim's first husband verbally and emotionally abused her, destroying her self-confidence in herself and how she looked. She hid her body thinking it was repulsive to others and that she wasn't sexy.
I began changing that attitude by complimenting her body. Once we started having sex and I saw her nude, I routinely marveled at her body, telling her how hot she was and how much I loved her body, especially her ass and tight pussy. And yes, it was very tight since she never had kids.
She tried having kids with a guy she dated and lived with for a couple of years just before we met, but apparently, she could not have any, although she never sought medical help for it. The guy she was with had kids, so she assumed it was her that was infertile.
We were as wrong about that as I was about not being a cocksucker!
With my encouragement and support, she loosened up a bit, wearing sexier clothes. Kim began accepting that she was sexually appealing; that her body didn't repulse people.
That led to us hot-tubbing nude with our friends with some touching. Ultimately, we got into soft swapping with the mutual friends who introduced us. Kim would stroke our friend's cock while I fingered his wife's pussy.
Soft swap graduated to partner swapping with me fucking our friends' wife while Kim fucked the husband. For the first time in my half-century plus of living, I watched another man fuck my wife, and I loved it! It was smoking hot to watch her fuck and suck our friend. Kim enjoyed it too, and her self-confidence exploded!
I developed a taste for licking her freshly fucked pussy and fucking her after others fucked her. She seemed to enjoy it too. Occasionally those friends spent the night, and we fucked over and over, swapping partners and fucking all night long. I got to lick Kim's pussy a few times after our friend came in her and his wife after I came in her! It was halcyon times!
As Kim's confidence grew, she and I expanded our sexual outlook, frequenting adult bookstores. Kim enjoyed sucking anonymous cocks and letting guys grab her tits through the hole in the wall. It was fantastic to see my reserved wife come out of her shell!
On one of our forays to the ABS, Kim sucked off an enormous black cock, and that guy also rubbed her tits through the hole. To my surprise and excitement, Kim let him cum on her tits!
Watching my wife on her knees sucking that black cock hastened my descent into cuckoldry. I could not get the image of her on her knees, playing that black cock across her tits as the guy came.
I bought Kim a big black dildo, calling it her black friend. Without her realizing it, I was indulging my new fantasy of her cuckolding me with a black man, even imagining her spending the weekend with her black friend.
Kim always came hard on the 8-inch dildo, much harder than with my embarrassingly small 5" cock. Over the years, I became proficient in eating pussy since my tiny cock couldn't please most women. Kim told me she loved me, and my cock size wasn't an issue for her, but it was for me.
The Fates conspired to let me live my cuckold fantasy and give my wife the big cock she deserved.
A key account salesman for the company I worked for retired. These salesmen travel the state, calling on our best customers. After a couple of months without finding a replacement, they decided to transfer in a salesman from another region to fill in for two or three weeks, so we could catch up on servicing our customers.
They chose a black guy named Daren, who had worked in our office a few years back before being promoted to another region. He and I had always got along and used to hit the bars together and even did some whoring.
He liked white women, although he didn't discriminate. He routinely hooked up with black and white women at the bars we frequented. I had a plan now!
I called him at his office and congratulated him on the transfer. We caught up on our lives. He was still single. I told him about meeting and marrying Kim. Nothing had changed based on our phone conversation; he still loved white girls, although he never turned down black ones either.
I offered our guest room instead of a hotel. He was reluctant, not wanting to impose, but I finally convinced him to do it.
"You might have to keep me away from your wife if she is as hot as you say," Daren said.
"If you get a chance, go for it," I told him.
. "You mean that?" Daren sounded incredulous.
" Of course I do! Kim is open-minded. Let's see what happens!"
Kim and I discussed it, and she was okay with having a house guest. Given our recent history with wife swapping, she was open to fucking him also. She confided to me she fantasized about black cock but never had one.
It was a match made in cuckold heaven. My wife was open to fucking my black friend, and I would get to watch! Little did I know that our life would change in ways I never suspected or planned for.
Daren arrived at our house about a week later, on Friday afternoon. We sat around and caught up, telling old stories with Daren telling about a few of his adventures since he left here.
As the beer and wine flowed, Kim seemed to get more comfortable with having Daren around. After dinner, Kim changed into a tank top and shorts and no bra.
That was a biggie and showed she was comfortable around Daren. Usually, the first thing she does when she gets home is take off her bra. She kept it on because we had company. But the wine and Daren's natural salesman's ability to put people at ease made Kim comfortable with him.
Her D tits filled out the tan top with her nipples clearly visible. I got an instant hard-on watching Daren ogle Kim's jugs. Glancing at Daren's crotch, I saw he was hard also.
That night, when Kim and I got in bed, my fingers went straight to her pussy, and she was drenched! I started licking up her juices, asking her if she was this wet because of our house guest?
"Yes," she said, writhing on my fingers.
"Are you going to fuck him?"
"Yes! If you want me to, yes," she said.
She had her first orgasm with me fingering her. Then I brought out the black dildo, telling her that she may not need it anymore since she had a real black cock in the house! Kim's pussy flooded as I teased her, telling her how I knew he wanted to fuck her and make her cum on his big black cock.
"Yesssss, I want him to fuck me! I want to feel his big black cock in me," she moaned, getting into it.
I told her I would not fuck her with my puny cock as long as he was there. For as long as Daren stayed, she was his whore. My only ask was that I am allowed to watch!
She came several times with me licking and fingering her. I didn't fuck her that night, and unbeknownst to us at that time, I wouldn't fuck my wife for the next month!
On Saturday, Daren and I went into the office to set up his office.
"Your wife is smoking hot! You're a fortunate man!"
"Thank you! Between us boys, we do some swinging."
"You let other men get some of that primo ass," Daren said, incredulous.
Daren questioned me closely, asking me if he wanted me to fuck my wife, saying he didn't want to get out of line. I told him we would have some fun and see where it went.
We got back to the house mid-afternoon with some steaks to cook. Later on, when Daren and I were outside getting the grill ready, Kim came out wearing a short sundress. When she was backlit by the sun, you could see right through it. All she had on under it was a thong! The dress had a scoop neck that barely contained her big tits.
She had a couple of glasses of wine and brought us more beer. She went in and out of the house, preparing vegetables and other things with the steaks.
Daren and Kim were getting more friendly, hugging and joking around.
Kim went into the house to check on the vegetables. Daren went with her, saying he needed to use the restroom.
My heart was in my throat. I knew Daren would hit on her, and I knew she would let him. My fantasy was close to being realized.
I waited a bit, then moved to a spot where I could see inside. Daren was behind Kim, hugging her, his hands clearly on her tits and his cock pressed up against her ass. She was not objecting! Her head was against his chest, and her hands covered his.
