It still amazes me when I look back on how I became an "accidental" cuckold. Unlike many men who write stories for Literotica, I have never had any desire to watch my wife with another man.
It all started when my wife and I rented a cabin with another couple, John and Susan. We had been good friends for several years, but there were never any indications that John wanted to sleep with my wife. She was a virgin when we married and I don't think she's ever even seen another mans dick. My wife Jean is very pretty. At 5'6" tall and 120 lbs she turns a lot of heads. She has a set of eye popping 36C breasts and legs that go on forever. John's wife is also very good looking with a nice tight ass and dancer's legs. Jean and Susan looked enough alike that they could have been sisters. The main difference is that unlike Jean, Susan has very small, petite breasts.
We arrived at the lake in the early afternoon and after quickly unloading the car, we got down to the business at hand - drinking and laying out in the sun. I must admit that after several hours of lying in the sun drinking, I was admiring Jean and Susan's skimpy bikini's out of the corner of my eye. We finally all went into the living room and watched a movie. After several more drinks Jean and Susan were very drunk and stumbled off to their rooms while John and I caught a skin flick on one of the cabin's cable channels.
After the movie was over, John and I were both sporting hardons. Although I could only see the outline, I couldn't help but admire John's cock. It looked to be at least 7" long. Unfortunately I was not blessed with a large cock. Mine was 4" long at best. John rubbed his dick through his bathing suit and went into his and Susan's room with the promise that he was going to get some tonight.
As I sat there imagining John and Susan having sex , I decided to walk over to their door to see if I could hear anything. When I got to the door, I could hear a whispering and rustling of covers and cloths. I was getting really hot listening and since there was no moon and the cabin was pitch black, I pulled my bathing suit aside and started stroking my dick.
I heard some moaning and a deep throated laughter of a woman getting excited and when she whispered "Bob, do me good" I had to laugh. My name is Bob and apparently Susan was calling out my name while having sex with her husband. I listened for a little more and continued to pound my cock. When she said "I've never felt so full", I started to get an uneasy feeling in the back of my mind. As drunk and horny as I was, there was a troubling feeling in the back of my mind. By this time he was really fucking her hard and making a lot of noise. I was jerking off for all I was worth when suddenly the door next to theirs opened up and a light went on.
I didn't know what to think. There I was with my bathing suit at my feet, jerking off like a ten year old and standing right next to me, still dressed in her skimpy bikini was Susan. She looked at me and I looked at her and time froze for a moment. We opened up the other door and turned on the light and to my eternal humiliation, there was John screwing my wife. She had her legs wrapped around his waist and he was slamming her for all he was worth. Jean looked up at him and then looked over at me. She seemed to be looking at my little hard on. John was still pumping in and out and after what seemed like a very long time (but was probably only a few seconds) she tried to push him off, but he was past the point of no return and after about four more strokes, he began to cum inside her. He was directly in front of us and Susan and I just stood there unable to move, staring at his pulsating balls while he unloaded spurt after spurt directly into my wife's pussy.
When he was done, he rolled off and my wife jumped up with his cum running down her legs and came over to me. She tried to cover her breasts and her pussy, but was unable to and finally settled for turning her back to him leaving him with a great view of her ass.
Susan said that we had better get in our own rooms and decide what to do. They went into their room leaving Jean and I alone. I was totally crushed. Although I might be able to give Jean the benefit of the doubt, I know that John must have known that he was having sex with my wife. There was no mistaking her huge breasts for his wife's smaller ones. Also, if I was being totally honest with myself, there was no way Jean could mistake John's big dick for mine. All I could do is look at Jean with cum running down her thighs. I was completely embarrassed. In the confusion, I hadn't pulled my bathing suit up and I was still sporting my hard on.
