I am a 35 year old guy, married now for 6 years to Chloe. Chloe is a gorgeous brunette with a slim, toned figure which attracts admiring looks from other men whenever she is out and about. While I feel lucky to be married to such a stunner, I used to get quite jealous when Chloe would tell me how she'd been chatted up while at work or when out in town at nights but I trusted her and knew that she wouldn't do anything behind my back.
A few months ago, I discovered Literotica and when reading stories from the 'loving wives' section, found myself getting really turned on by the tales of wives having sex with others, whether with or without their husbands knowledge. I became aware of terms like cuckold and creampie and I found that I was regularly fantasising about Chloe getting fucked by other men and then making me eat her pussy afterwards.
I have never had any bisexual feelings so I don't know why the thought of eating another man's sperm from inside my wife turned me on so much, nor why I would want to share my gorgeous wife with other men, but whenever I thought about these things I would become immediately aroused.
I didn't mention anything to Chloe about these fantasies at first, although I started going down on her after I had came inside her and licking up my own cum, which Chloe loved. I also started asking Chloe to 'share' my cum when she sucked me off and she would always oblige, letting my cum drip from her mouth and into mine, before kissing me and swapping the salty fluid between each other.
Eventually I told Chloe of my fantasies and let her read a few stories of hot wives cuckolding their husbands and feeding them cum from their recently fucked pussy. Chloe was really turned on by the stories and we ended up in bed, talking about what we had just read; when I came inside Chloe, she straddled my face and opened her pussy wide, causing the cum to flood out and into my mouth.
As we lay in bed afterwards, Chloe asked me about my new revelation.
"So, you honestly would allow me to fuck other men and then you want to lick out their cum from me?" she asked.
"I'd love it honey, I know its bad but the thought just really turns me on," I replied, "I would love you to come home to me, covered in love-bites and with the taste of cum on your tongue and full with another mans cum, and tell me all about what happened as I eat you out."
"You are such a horny, dirty bastard," laughed Chloe, "Well, I'll keep it in mind and next time I see someone I like, you might get your wish."
After that night, most times we had sex I would end up with a mouthful of my own cum while Chloe egged me on, telling me to 'clean her dirty pussy' or to 'eat her lovers cum', although outside of the bedroom, Chloe rarely mentioned my new fetish; I presumed that she just enjoyed the fantasy but was not up for making it a reality.
A few weeks later, Chloe sent me a text at work, telling me that I needed to get home on time as she was going out. I rang her back, asking where she was going and who with, but she just said we'd talk when I got back.
I got home just after 6 pm to find Chloe in the bath, shaving her legs.
"What's going on then? Where are you going?" I asked her.
Chloe looked a bit sheepish as she replied, "You know your fantasy? Well, there was a really cute guy flirting with me at the mall earlier and I, well, I sort of gave him my number."
This came as a total surprise to me as I honestly did not think Chloe would be up for going with someone else.
"Go on," I said.
"Well, he rang me a couple of hours ago and he's picking me up at the end of the street at 8 o'clock."
I was gob smacked, but my shock was mixed with a stirring in my groin as I realised Chloe was serious about this.
"And you intend to let him fuck you?"
"That's what you wanted isn't it? If you're changing your mind just say."
I took hold of Chloe's hand and moved it to my groin, so she could feel my growing hardness. "Does it feel like I'm changing my mind?"
"Mmm, well don't get any ideas, you don't get to fuck me till later and have your sloppy seconds," she teased me, rubbing the outline of my cock.
Chloe told me to leave her to get ready, only calling me up to help her choose underwear and clothing for her meeting. She continued to tease me, asking me if I thought Jay, the other guy, would like certain items of clothing and whether he'd really want to fuck her if she wore this or that. I was so aroused it didn't bother me, my dreams of having Chloe go with someone else were about to come true. As she dressed, Chloe told me that Jay was 25 years old and very attractive. She had told him she was married but that I was away on a course, and had made it clear she just wanted sex and not a relationship, which he was more than happy with.
Eventually she was ready, her makeup flawless and as usual, she looked stunning. She was wearing a summer dress and sandals, with white lace underwear beneath. She had initially considered going without knickers but had decided against it.
"Wouldn't want all his cum leaking out of me before I get home," she had explained, with a naughty smile.
I was still in a state of awe; here was my gorgeous wife, all dressed up but for someone else's benefit, not mine. Still I wasn't jealous at all, I just couldn't wait for her to get home and tell me all about it.
Five minutes before he was due to pick her up, Chloe announced she was leaving.
"Make sure you wait up," she said, "I love you babe, are you still okay with this?"
"Of course I am," I replied, "I love you too."
And with that, she left and I sat in front of the TV, trying but unable to stop thinking about my new found slutty wife. I was desperate to wank myself as I had pretty much had a hard on since I had got home, but resisted, wanting to save myself for later.
Just after 11 pm I got a text message from Chloe, 'on way home, back in 10'.