I asked for it...
This is my first attempt at a story. If you are going to criticize, at least make it productive. This is the first of a multi-part story about cuckolding. If cuckolding offends you, move on, this isn't for you. This first part is only the beginning. :)
Today was the day that I couldn't hold it back anymore. I couldn't keep my fantasy from her anymore. You may think it's weird to want this. Honestly, 5 years ago, I would have thought I was weird too. In some ways, I still think I'm somehow messed up for even imagining it, let alone bringing it up to the love of my life.
My wife, Rori and I, have been together for 4 years now. She is 28 years old, about 5' 6" tall, with curly brown hair and big beautiful brown eyes. She has D-cup breasts and is curvy in all the right places, with thick thighs that drive me crazy. Me, on the other hand, I'm 34, 5' 9" tall, and have what many would consider as a "dad bod". I'm a little above average downstairs, over 7" but not quite 8".
It was a typical day at work. We were texting back and forth and the conversation started getting more R-rated by the minute. We were texting each other sweet nothing's and telling each other what we were going to do to each other later that night. I told her I wanted to eat her out after I came inside her. She was surprised, but thought it was kinda sexy. I knew I had at least got her mind turning. But little did she know, that was only the beginning of my twisted little fantasy.
I texted her "well, I'll be honest it's a little more than me just eating you out, after we are done." Rori texted back, "what do you mean?"
"Well, after I come, I don't know if I will be 'excited' enough to go through with it", I texted.
Rori replied, "ok... and?"
"Well, I want you to force me to do it"
"What do you mean?", Rori replied
I said, "I want you to sit on top of me and force me to eat you out. I want you to make sure I can't change my mind"
The conversation continued, but I was worried that I scared her a little. I wondered if I had pushed it too far.
We have a good collection of toys and light BDSM stuff to spice things up when we need to. We love trying new toys. The next few times we had sex, but it was fairly vanilla, so it further cemented my thought that I scared her away from doing anything 'extra' in the bedroom.
But one day we both had a little to drink. Ok, she was drunk, and I was buzzed. When Rori drank a little too much, she would get more adventurous in bed, so I thought tonight was the night to bring it up again. Maybe she would do it.
Rori was sucking my dick and staring up at me. I love it when she locks eyes with me while she is sucking my dick. She gets this look that takes me over the edge. After a handful of minutes, while I was still lying on my back, I motioned for her to get on top. She takes my cock in her mouth as far as she can one last time before she licks her lips and straddles my waist with those gorgeous thighs. She leaned forward to kiss me. Our tongues explored each other's mouths, and my hands explored her thighs as she ground her pussy up and down the length of my shaft.
I moved my hands up her hips towards her breasts and I started squeezing and massaging her tits. I loved how they looked from this angle. I grabbed her left breast and sucked on her nipple, playing with her barbell piercing with my tongue. Lightly teasing and biting her nipple. After moving over to her right breast for a little, I pulled her close to kiss her neck.
I whispered in her ear, "I want to clean you up after I fill your pussy with my cum."
She moaned "yeah?"
