My wife, Denise, NEEDS Multiple Sex Partners in order to be pleased and I want nothing more than to please her. If cuckoldry and man-on-man sex offends you, read something else. This is the story of a truly loving wife who understands me and accepts me for who I really am, as I do her. Although I will write mostly about the sex, this is true love. I only write what actually happened, so please don't suggest that I change any story lines. This is autobiographical as all my stories are. This is the first installment of I don't know how many...at least two. Probably just two.
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"A Little Less Talk and a LOT More Action..."
It was a rough and rocky road getting to this point in our relationship. Denise and I had been married less than three months when she cheated on me the first time. He was a guy she worked with and she was his superior at work. Denise was always sexually aroused by being the dominant half of any relationship. Making the "target" (a man in this case) bend to her will was such a turn on for her that she was actually addicted to it. To call her a control freak is a total understatement. Sexual conquest and domination for her was a real and undeniable need.
She had no trouble finding willing participants. At 44 years old, "five foot two and eyes of blue", hair of gold to her shoulders and an undeniable MILF/Cougar sexiness that surrounded her and overcame even the strongest of wills like a hot sea-fog engulfing the land. The land is powerless against the aura of the fog. It is pointless to resist. She will have her way with you.
Her breasts were smaller than large but much larger than some you have often jerked off to, I'm sure. They were nice. Very nice! Her nipples extended a quarter of an inch when she was passive. They thickened and swelled to a stiff half of an inch when she was excited. Her areolas were dark enough to be seen through the thickest of thin materials and they thickened and darkened appreciably as she was aroused. The bumps surrounding her nipples rose and were very prominent and looked so enticing through whatever clothing she may have been wearing...or not wearing. It's not that her breasts were large, they were not, but they were so firm and tight and upright. They stood up from her chest as if floating there unassisted. They just naturally drew your eyes to them. She was very much aware of the attention they drew and she liked it...a lot. She used it...a lot.
Oh...Did I mention her ass? OMG!! "It must be jam 'cause jelly don't move like that!" By any estimation Denise's ass was big. But by no estimation was it ever considered fat. Her ass was kinda like her breasts in that it sort of floated high and tight and just naturally drew your eyes to it...from the heart shaped overall look of it to the crack that sucked you in no matter how hard you tried to resist. I have seen her line dancing and watched guy after guy wait for his turn to have her back her ass up against his already hard cock. Oh yeah, Denise had a way about her that just simply drove men, old and young alike into a sexual frenzy. She knew it. She loved it...she used it. She couldn't help it.
For the first few years of our marriage I had a difficult time figuring her out. Sex between Dee and I was always mind-blowingly amazing! We craved each other physically to a degree that some would call unhealthy. As a matter of fact, that is exactly what most of our counselors called it.
By the time we got around to counseling our marriage consisted of yelling and fighting (never physical although she told one counselor that she tried everything to get me to hit her. I still don't understand that.) That's not say that she didn't slap me a few times out of anger...but from that; straight into the bedroom for some knock your socks off fucking and sucking and pussy eating and anal sex. Denise loved anal and she would orgasm every time she made me spank her. I was never into spanking, but Dee begged for it. She would scream "PLEASE spank me! I have been such a bad little girl and I know I have to be spanked. I can't feel good with myself until I have paid for the things I've done! You know it's true, you know I'm a slut...you have to make me pay for it. You don't have a choice. It has to be done. Don't make me suffer any longer, PLEASE just spank me and get it over with. You know that bad little girls like me have to be spanked by their Daddies."
She would turn straight from a submissive spanking into a domineering Bitch! She would make me lick her ass and suck her asshole and she would squeeze my balls and make beg her to let me eat her pussy. I can't tell you the umber of times I begged to eat her pussy. It was a pussy worth begging for too! If there was anything she loved more than getting a spanking, it was giving one. She used to slap my ass hard and long. She would play with her pussy as she spanked me harder and harder. She orgasmed many times just from spanking me.
I finally saw a pattern. Denise would tease and seduce me for several days until I was in a frenzy to make love to her. She would seduce me to the point that she knew I couldn't stand it. She would make me beg her to let me pleasure her body. It was NEVER about my pleasure or about her pleasing me. She was only happy when the sex was all about making her happy. I had to beg to kiss her, I had to beg to fuck her, I had to beg for a blow job. Every time I was granted access to her body, I was told that I owed her something in return.
After getting warmed up with one of her blow jobs, she would always kiss me to make sure I tasted my dick. She would smile seductively and say "He tastes good, doesn't he?" Then after she allowed me to fuck her, I was required, often held forcefully down, to lick and suck her pussy until it was clean. She would kiss me again and say something like, "He tastes awesome doesn't he? Don't you just love eating his cum out of my pussy?"
If I didn't answer quickly enough she would continue; "How could anybody NOT love the taste of cum? You love the taste of cum, don't you Sweetie?" She would continue until I finally said "Yes. Yes! I love the taste of cum." She would respond by kissing me again and telling me what a great lover I am and how lucky she is to have an understanding man like me for a husband. As often as not I would end up sucking my cum out of her ass before we were finished. Like I said; it was ALL about her pleasure, but OMG how I loved seeing her pleased. Anything I had to do to please her was totally worth it.
One day I got home from work before she did and there was a message on the answering machine. Thinking it might be her telling me why she was so late from work, I played the message. Here is what I heard:
"Hello Denise, This is Mike. OMG girl! You were amazing! I know you're not home yet, how could you be; you haven't even pulled out of my driveway yet. All of that teasing at work...I had NO idea you were serious! I never in a million years would have thought that such a high society woman like you would ever want to be with a blue collar worker like me. That may be the biggest compliment I have ever received. You have no idea how many times I have jerked off just wishing you were really serious. When you said 'What I need from you, Big Boy is...A little less talk and a lot more action'... Holy shit! Had no idea you ever intended to suck and fuck me like that! I didn't know sex could be that good! And then you said 'Just wait till next time.'... Oh Baby! How am I supposed to look you in the eye at work tomorrow? I would have bet my paycheck (that you sign), that you couldn't make me cum three times like that! WOW! You are amazing. And you could probably tell, but I have never fucked a girl in the ass before. You are one helluva a woman! A total woman! More woman than I have ever even dreamed of. Anyway, I just wanted you to know that you totally rocked my world this afternoon and you're right...I can hardly wait till next time! I've gotta run. My wife will be here in a few minutes...you really like taking chances, don't you? I'll see you at work tomorrow. A little less talk and a lot more action, for sure!"
I must have played that message about four times before I realized I was as hard as a brick and stroking myself picturing my wife with another man having his way with her, or more correctly, my wife having her way with another man.
I didn't know how to handle this, but I knew she would be home very soon...filled with his cum. I could hear the sound of her sexy, husky voice saying; "He tastes awesome doesn't he? Don't you just love eating his cum out of my pussy? How could anybody NOT love the taste of cum? You love the taste of cum, don't you Sweetie?" She would continue until I finally said "Yes. Yes! I love the taste of cum."...
I couldn't believe the thoughts I was having...how would I handle this?
