I am a very fortunate man. My wife is a beautiful Mexican of 25 years. I am 17 years Her senior of Greek origin. A little over a year ago we lived in a completely vanilla relationship with unconditional love, a lot of fun and an almost daily dosage of good sex. My stubbornness and inability to share my feelings were however a constant destabilizing factor. I was just sitting there puffing and feeling miserable for days without asking for Her help or forgiveness.
That is until one fateful evening when I was leaving for a week's business trip to Canada. Just as I was leaving She said, "You are not allowed to masturbate!"
I smiled at Her, but was very unsure on how serious She was. And boy was She serious. She knew of my submissive tendencies of course. But She never seemed intrinsically interested. On the contrary, She always enjoyed when I was playing the dominant part. This moment was a turning point for both of us. This was Her very first command to me and I had better obey.
"Yes, Ma'am!" I stammered, feeling my stomach contract and a shiver of aroused anxiety running down my spine.
This was the beginning. From that day on She took us step by step deeper into a female led relationship. I provided the base fantasies, She owned them and realized them in ways that take my breath away every day. She controls my orgasms, She disciplines, corrects and punishes me, She has me naked at home most of the time, I serve Her every need and desire. She has me call Her Ma'am or Major, which is for us, what the word Mistress is for others. I worship and adore Her. Her dominance has long ago escaped the confines of our bedroom. She is the boss. I love Her! Her way is my way.
One of the aforementioned fantasies was cuckolding. I was very aroused by the idea. She liked it too but was reserved and almost rejecting. Over time She let go of Her worries and embraced the idea with more passion than I anticipated.
About 6 weeks ago we visited a swingers flirting event in Chicago. It was our first and only exposure to this lifestyle. We wanted to approach it slowly. We met a couple of interesting, funny, and sexy couples. It was a little overwhelming how overtly sexual most of them were. There was no pretence that everybody was there in order to find new partners in sex. Also very obvious was that it was a very couple oriented gathering.
We went there with a very different mindset. We wanted to find a single man or woman who would like to pleasure my wife, with me being limited to a minor supportive role. The role of the cuckold.
When we almost concluded that it's really the wrong place to start this off, we met a nice man. He was very warm and smiley and single.
"You are gorgeous!" he exclaimed with his sparkling eyes devouring my wife. We small talked for a while and shared a glass of wine. He constantly expressed his adoration for my wife. We both liked him. He was neither a super handsome guy, nor was he exceptionally built. But we had a good vibe and he showered my wife with attention and compliments. She likes that very much. Nothing happened that evening as he had no time but we did exchange phone numbers.
A time away on pleasure and business followed. It included a very exciting experience at a male strip club in Montreal, where my wife had a tet-a-tete with a gorgeous cock just an inch away from Her lips. That fuelled our cravings and made Her realize that there are beautiful and big cocks out there for Her to enjoy. Upon our return I asked my wife if she wants us to reconnect with our friend from the flirting party when we get back to Chicago. She eagerly agreed. I texted him and we set up a date for the evening after our return.
On a chilly Saturday April 29, 2017 we meet at a small, but classy Irish pub. We talk and laugh a lot. After a while it is mostly him and my wife talking as I was retreating into subspace. The world around me slows down as I am observing their conversation. I don't see Her falling for him big time, but She is aroused and attracted to the idea of having sex with him. Soon enough we come to the conclusion that we should move our meeting to his place.
Once there, we sit on his sofa with my wife in the middle. She is facing him, Her back to me. It is so obvious that She wants him, that She doesn't care so much about me right now. They share stories of their past sexual escapades. He did have some experience with cuckold couples. She had a lot going on the side while steady with Her previous partners...
Due to the chilly room temperature he throws a blanket over Her and himself. They continue talking as I watch his hand move to Her knee and very slowly crawl. I feel falling deeper and deeper into subspace. My body is cold, my heart racing.
And finally my wife playfully complains, "You know, you are the first person who touches me down there, without kissing me first."
"Then kiss me!" he replies
"You kiss me!" she replies and smiles at him. He knows now that he scored big time. Sex is going to happen!
He grabs her neck and glues his lips onto Hers. That kicks off a very hot make out session. His hands move greedily all over Her soft, sweet body. I caress Her back and kiss Her neck to let Her know that everything is okay on my side and that I am very certain that I am going to be Her very happy cuckold.
Things heat up! She straddles his lap and they continue to kiss. He pulls the top of Her dress and bra down to expose her boobs. As he sucks on Her nipples She pushes Her warm soft flesh into his face. Instinctively I move down behind Her and remove Her tights, realizing at the same time, that right now I am giving my wife to him. I help him take Her and make me a cuckold.
"What are you doing?" She turns to look at me with an expression mixed between surprise and arousal. She helps me take the tights off nonetheless.
"I am helping you, Ma'am", is what I manage to answer.
My stomach is now reduced to a tiny black hole. I am dizzy and hot and cold at the same time. Once Her thighs are bare, Her lover doesn't waste any time. His hand moves between Her legs, pushes Her panties aside and starts rubbing Her pussy. His face lights up in delight when he realizes how wet She is for him. I don't remember if he fingers Her right there, but very quickly he suggests that we should move this to the bedroom.
There it's a lot warmer. My wife follows him and I follow Her. As She starts getting onto the bed, I reach and pull down Her panties. She gives me the "What are you doing again"-look, but he pulls Her to him and they go on making out passionately. Piece by piece their clothes are coming off. I help Her getting off Her dress. He takes off Her bra and feasts on Her body. She enjoys his loving attention immensely! Having a new set of hands touch Her, a new set of lips kiss Her and a very obviously hard cock lust for Her, make Her very happy and aroused. And even better: Her loving husband is right there, watching and helping!
After all the conversations, stories and fantasies we shared during the last year about Her experiencing a real man's cock and the experience in the male strip club, where She came face to face with a very big and very hard shaft, my wife was very curious and eager to see her lover's cock. Especially since he hinted that he is well equipped.
