This story contains cheating, and cuckolding. If you don't like those subjects, then you shouldn't read it. I want to thank Kenji Sato for his hard and great work of editing my story.
Anna's Lover
Anna and I had met when we were both young. I had had some experience playing with girls, but had only had intercourse with one girl, which was a drunken one- night stand. Anna had made out with a half dozen boys, most of whom had played with her tits, but none of them had ever gotten inside her pants.
Anna was, and still is, a beautiful woman--five-foot-eight-inches tall, she is thin, with the perfect 36-25-36 inch, shape. She has full B-cup tits, topped with big light- colored nipples that turn pink, and get very sensitive, when she is aroused. She has a flat tummy, that I love to run my hand over, on the way to her smooth, bald mound. Her nice tight ass, is the start of her long, well-shaped legs, and between those legs is her cute, tight little slit, which, when Anna gets excited, her lips swell and puff up, spreading open so invitingly, and her pussy puts out copious amounts of her musky, wonderful smelling lubricant.
I will never understand why Anna fell for me, as I am not special. I'm five-foot-ten-inches tall, I weigh a one-hundred-and- seventy-pounds, I'm okay-looking, I just an average guy except, what Anna didn't know at that time, a little less than average in my endowment.
Anna and I met at a party, we started dating, and a month or so later, in the back seat of my car, she gave me her virginity. I didn't last long, that first time, I was not sure she even felt me inside of her.
Really, I thought I got her virginity the second time we fucked that night. That time, I felt her barrier give way, she bled a little, and she acted like she felt me inside of her, and it felt good.
The third time, that night, she really acted like she liked it, and held me very closely and tightly, as I let loose my load of cum inside of her. (Her mother had gotten her on the pill a few months earlier.) That night, as I drove her home, she looked at me like she had just tried a brand-new candy, and that I was some kind of god.
Anna and I dated for the next year; we learned about sex and fucking from each other then we got married. I worked hard at being a good husband and lover. I was usually successful at giving Anna her climax, with my hands and tongue. But it seemed I didn't last long enough, or arouse enough nerves inside of her to get her off while fucking. I had never made her climax from just fucking.
I had told my wife, that I always got extremely aroused picturing in my mind, a sexually-superior man making my wife, scream out in climax right in front of me.
Anna got a job at a cafe which was in a large grocery store, that had different departments. We were very happy at least, I thought we were. What I didn't know was that an attractive, tall, powerful looking, older player had set his sights on seducing my wife. After a month or so, he was successful at getting into her panties, and fucking her. After fucking her, that first time, she needed his cock, and was always figuring out how to find a way, so she could go fuck her new lover.
I had no idea, she was fucking another man.
Her affair lasted for a couple of months, until that one day, I had gotten home before her. When she got home, I was really horny, and I grabbed her hand and led her to our bed before she got a chance to take a shower. She tried to stop me, but I pushed her onto the bed and pulled both of our clothes off. I pulled her panties off, and moved down her body to between her legs to eat her out.
The smell of cum was overpowering, and just then as I watched, a stream of cum ran out of her pussy and down the crack of her ass.
We had not fucked the night before. My mind slowly realized that this was fresh cum and was from some other man. My wife had just been fucked by another man! I stood up, grabbed my robe, and went into the living room, and sat on the couch. I heard the shower start.
I was devastated! I was angry! I was hurt! I was humiliated! What was extremely humiliating though, was as I pictured my wife with another man between her wide-spread legs. A man who had a bigger cock. A man who could fuck her better than I ever could. My dick got hard, really hard. I was confused, I didn't understand why my dick was reacting like this.
I suddenly realized that this was my fault. Deep down, I had always known that I was not capable of satisfying my wife. My wife cheating only reinforced, that I was incapable of satisfying her, and my shortcomings had driven her to find a lover, who could satisfy her needs.
Anna came out of our bedroom, in her robe, and sat on the floor in front of me, sobbing. "I'm sorry, so sorry baby, it's over I swear; It will never happen again. Oh baby, please forgive me I love you! Please don't leave me! I love you!"
I was crying. I was so hurt, so angry, so humiliated, but still so aroused--my dick was so hard.
Knowing it was really my fault, I replied, "I love you too, but if we are going to have a chance of staying together, you are going to have to tell me everything, and be completely truthful, no matter how much you think it might hurt me."
Anna sobbed. "I promise, baby, I won't lie. I'll tell you everything."
"How long have you two been fucking?"
"About two months."
"Do I know him?"
"No, but he has seen you a couple of times before, when you have come in for lunch."