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I was led into my perverse lifestyle of wanting my women fucked by other men by my first wife.

We met in college. I was a senior and she was a freshman. I had limited sexual experience. Even though I was 21, I had only fucked my first woman the summer before. She was a much more experienced woman who I worked with at my summer job in a movie theater. My closest call before that was a missed opportunity I had when I was 17. I was certainly a slow starter, but I think I did make up for lost time.

My girlfriend insisted she was a virgin. However, there were certain rumors circulating around the fraternity house. They were never verified.

She was a bit chunky in her figure, but she had a pretty face and great boobs.

I quickly found that she loved to neck and pet. We spent most of our time together making out. And once she got warmed up, she let me take more and more liberties. (Maybe there was something to those rumors.)

We dated through my senior year, and after graduation we decided to get married. (She flunked out of college and ended up going to secretarial school.).

Through my senior year and the following year before we married, we did everything two people could do without having intercourse. I learned to be pretty good at cunnilingus and could give her orgasms. She was enthusiastic in given me blow jobs and would swallow. Her large breasts allowed me to titty-fuck her.

After we married we fucked like rabbits, and she was almost insatiable. But I was young and full of testosterone, so I could keep up with her.

After seven years we had two sons (one adopted), and we were settling in to married life. The sex slowed down, but we still got it on several times a week.

We started socializing with a number of other couples that were contemporaries of ours — married a few years with young kids. For that reason, our weekend entertainment was generally hanging out at each others’ houses and getting stoned, listening to music and just hanging out after we got the kids to bed.

One of the couples we associated with slowly let us know that they were into swinging. They never pushed us, and both my wife and I found it a bit titillating that they swapped with other people. But my wife’s attitude was “I could never do that.” I guess she felt that a good wife did not do that.

The husband of the swinging couple always paid a lot of attention to my wife; which I didn’t mind because I enjoyed the mild flirting I did with the wife, who actually had a better body than my wife. I guess the other husband slowly wore down my wife’s resistance.

Finally one weekend night when we were at their place, and after we got our kids to bed, but before we got stoned, she pulled me aside. She said she had been thinking about it, and she would like to switch with our friends. This blew me away, because she had always said she couldn’t do that. But I thought with my dick and not my head, and agreed.

My wife went off to one bedroom with the other husband and the wife lead me into their bedroom. I was actually so aroused, that once the door closed I was on her and impaled her with my cock standing up. We soon moved to her marital bed where I discovered she was one of the most sexually responsive women I ever knew. She was multi-orgasmic and would cum over and over as long as I could fuck her. (We continued to see each other for sex for years, but that’s another story.)

After we finished, we rejoined our spouses, and my wife and I went off alone to talk about what happened.

My brain hadn’t registered that my wife had just had sex with another man. For some reason I couldn’t comprehend that. So I asked her if she really had sex with the other husband. She grinned at me and said, “He fucked the hell out of me.” It took a while for my brain to grasp that another man’s cock had been inside my wife, and that her cunt was filled with his cum. (This was a period after effective birth control and before concerns with STDs, so we alway fucked bareback.)

When my slow-working brain finally realized what had happened, I had to have my wife. As soon as we could get alone, I sunk my cock into her freshly-fucked cunt. Feeling how wet and sloppy she was about the most intense sexual feeling I ever had, knowing I was getting sloppy seconds, and I was feeling another man’s cum inside her.

After that we would get together with the other couple at least one weekend night and switch. I enjoyed the other wife, but I also became hooked on fucking my wife second.

Then things took a different turn. My wife took a job in an office where she was alone with a co-worker most afternoons.

I guess since I was not my wife’s only sex partner, it was easier for her to respond to her co-worker’s advances. They started fucking in the office in the afternoon before they each went home to their spouses.

One afternoon, I got home before her. I don’t remember where the kids were, but they were not home. She came through the door all flushed. Just inside our front door she grabbed me and started kissing me. She was clearly aroused. She pulled me down on our front stairs which were just inside the door. Somehow, she was quickly naked below the waist, and she was pulling my face into her crotch. By her words and actions she forced me to eat her out. I didn’t know it for a long time after, but she was making me eat the creampie her co-worker had deposited in her shortly before. I should have noticed the difference in how she tasted, but in the heat of the moment, I didn’t. After bringing her to a climax, I somehow got my pants off, and sunk my cock into her juicy pussy. I attributed how wet she was to the excitement of me eating her out.

My wife could not keep a secret for long, so after a few weeks she confessed to me that she was getting fucked at work. Rather than being angry my first reaction was to get aroused. We quickly got past her infidelity (after all we were both fucking the other couple), and we agreed that she could continue.

It was only later that she confessed to me that she had forced me to eat her lover’s cum out of her cunt. I was shocked, but I told her that was about the hottest thing she had ever done — to make her husband eat her lover’s cum.

I found that my thoughts in the afternoon at work were preoccupied with the knowledge that my wife was getting fucked, and I would fuck her myself as soon as we got our kids settled for the evening.

We also continued with the other couple, so on some Fridays she would get fucked by her co-worker, and then later in the evening by the other husband, and finally by me. We never told the other couple.

In a final twist she got me to go into a joint project with her co-worker, so he and I sometime worked together. We never said anything about him fucking my wife, although we both knew.

My wife even got us to have dinner occasionally with her co-worker and his wife. His wife was rather up-tight, so I could see why he would rather fuck my wife. Still, it was weird to have dinner where three of us knew he was fucking my wife, but his wife didn’t.

Obviously, the story didn’t end there, but this missive has already run on too long. I hope it kept your attention and didn’t bore you.

It has not run on too long! More, please! And your story of fucking the other husband's wife needs to be told. Kindly do not leave it for a different thread.
Did your wife ever tell you why she wanted to try swinging?

Did you feel humiliated when finding out she made you eat her out?

Great story, please continue.

zorro wrote: ↑

Sun Aug 18, 2024 6:17 pm

It has not run on too long! More, please! And your story of fucking the other husband's wife needs to be told. Kindly do not leave it for a different thread.
Did your wife ever tell you why she wanted to try swinging?

I think she found the idea of having another man's cock in addition to mine exciting. The other husband spent a lot of time talking to her, and convinced her to try swinging. I really didn't think she would want to do it until she blind-sided me by saying she wanted to switch.

Dutch cuckold wrote: ↑

Mon Aug 19, 2024 8:04 am

Did you feel humiliated when finding out she made you eat her out?

Great story, please continue.

There may have been a small element of humiliation, but I loved the tangible evidence that another man had fucked her and cum inside her.

isinlarsa wrote: ↑

Mon Aug 19, 2024 8:10 am

I think she found the idea of having another man's cock in addition to mine exciting. The other husband spent a lot of time talking to her, and convinced her to try swinging. I really didn't think she would want to do it until she blind-sided me by saying she wanted to switch.

Your wife sounds wonderful.

zorro wrote: ↑

Mon Aug 19, 2024 10:13 am

isinlarsa wrote: ↑

Mon Aug 19, 2024 8:10 am

I think she found the idea of having another man's cock in addition to mine exciting. The other husband spent a lot of time talking to her, and convinced her to try swinging. I really didn't think she would want to do it until she blind-sided me by saying she wanted to switch.

Your wife sounds wonderful.

She was always ready to fuck after another man had her.

Sex between my wife and I was always good, but outside of bed there was "trouble in paradise". Over the eight of so years we were married, we grew apart. She had habits outside of bed that drove me crazy. Actually our swinging and her hotwifing probably kept us together longer, because the sex distracted us from real issues in our marriage outside bed.

Then something happened. Actually, I probably come across as a bit of a cad in this story, because Marti, the woman involved, was my wife’s best friend.

Like the couple we swang with, my first wife and I use to hang out with Marti and her husband. But it all was on the up-and-up - no swinging.

However, there was no question that Marti and I were very friendly. She was a tall natural blonde (yes, the rug match the drapes. I later checked.). She was very slim, with boobs appropriate for her frame; still nicely formed. She had long slim legs. She was quite athletic. She could hit a baseball “out of the park.” She was a couple of years older than me — 32 to my 30.

As I found out later, when she got on her knees and put her head on a pillow, she got a heart-shaped ass that begged to be fucked doggy style. But I’m getting ahead of the story.

One News Years Eve, we all decided not to go out, but to celebrate News Years at their house. Once we got all the kids to bed (they had three, we had two), while we were laying on cushions in front of their fireplace, we all got a stoned, and were dozing off. Marti and I were laying next to each other while our spouses were on either side of us. While our mates were rather soundly asleep, Marti and I were just lulling. I started stroking her hair, and then moved my hand down to her shoulder. She just lay there. In a move that was unusually bold for me, I took matters further. I moved my hand to her breast and gently squeezed it. She wasn’t wearing a bra, so I could feel her nipple harden. I slid my hand inside her top and caressed her bare breast. She moaned softy.

Our mates stirred and I removed my hand.

We then went to bed — Marti and her husband in their bedroom, while my wife and I slept on a makeshift mattress setup in the living room (all the bedroom were taken with the various kids.)

The next morning Marti’s husband mentioned that Marti had almost attacked him when they went to bed, and he didn’t know why she was so turned on. I just smiled to myself, thinking how I had prepared his wife for sex.

Marti didn’t seem to have any reservations about what had happened the previous night, and was very friendly to me, as I was to her. Our flirtation with each other was outrageous, but it seemed that our spouse took no notice.

But things progressed between us. Skipping a lot of details, we decided to start an affair.

I took her to a motel one afternoon to consummate our relationship. We did the normal undressing of each other, and fondling until we were aroused. (I became aroused just looking at her naked body. I had never been with a woman with such a beautiful body.)

I lay Marti on the bed, and positioned myself above her between her legs, supporting myself with my arms, so I could look down between us. Without using my hands, I was able to bring the head of my hard cock to the entrance of Marti’s vagina. Savoring the view of her body below me and the moment before penetrating her, I held myself with the tip of my cock at her entrance. Then I slowly sunk myself into her, watching as my cock disappeared inside her until I was balls deep in her. (Later Marti told me that she was watching the expression on my face as I impaled her, and that she wanted to look as I entered her, but she was too shy to look,)

We fucked three times that afternoon and I came inside her each time. Then I sent her home to her husband with her pussy fill with my cum. When I got home, I was still aroused with my memory of the afternoon’s activities, so I fucked my wife while thinking about fucking Marti’s beautiful body.

That was only the beginning of our story, but I’ll pick it up later if you are interested.

That was only the beginning of our story, but I’ll pick it up later if you are interested.

Hell yeah!!!!!!

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Not much interest? Over 800 views in 2 days ain't bad in my book.

I'm interested!

Just wow....

Holyshit great story.

Pease continue

Absolutely interested! Please continue.

Late wrote: ↑

Mon Aug 19, 2024 6:07 pm

Not much interest? Over 800 views in 2 days ain't bad in my book.

Not interested enough to comment, but I do thank you for yours.

Not interested enough to comment, but I do thank you for yours.

Most don't comment. It's just how people are.

But please continue. I'm loving this thread!

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To skip the boring parts, after our affair had continued for some time, first Marti divorced her husband, and six month later I divorced my wife. I won’t go into the gruesome details, but it didn’t have to do with the fact both my wife and I were having sex with other people.

After Marti divorced, she started dating another man, because she didn’t see a future with me while I was married. But soon after I left my wife, Marti’s boyfriend left town, and we took up with each other again.

I then discovered one of the benefits of other men fucking one’s woman. Marti described how her boyfriend liked to put her legs over his shoulders, and bend her double and fuck her that way.

It was a new position for us, and we enjoyed it, as I enjoyed hearing her describe how he fucked her this way.

Our relationship settled down to us being a normal couple — until Marti’s job sent her traveling. I didn’t know it then, but Marti’s personalty made her susceptible to an aggressive, confident man.

A little important background. Marti considered herself a bit of a writer. She kept a journal of sorts on loose-leaf paper, and she occasionally shared a page or two.

Also, when she was on travel, I would stay at her house, and take care of her three kids, ranging from pre-teens to younger teenager.

During one of my child care weeks, I stumbled across the sheets of her journal in the back of her closet. I don’t recall why I was looking back there, I don’t think I was searching for the journal.

What I found shocked and aroused me. She described how on a recent trip a young, confident aggressive man came on to her. She tried to blow him off, but he was persistent. Later in the evening he somehow talked his way into her hotel room, where his self-confidence and aggressiveness got him into her bed.

I found my hand was rubbing my cock as I read the details she wrote how he fucked her. I was turned on to discover her infidelity that I decided not to say anything to her, but rather check her journal after each trip.

So when I was on childcare duty at her house, after I got her kids to bed, I sought out her journal. Usually I was disappointed, but sometimes she would detail a new tryst. Then I would settle down in her bed, and masturbate as I read about her debauchery. It was some of the hottest porn I ever read, and the narrator was my girlfriend!

I never told her I found her journal, but much later she did own up to have been unfaithful to me. I was never unfaithful to her and she admitted it would have been a deal-breaker if I had.

She quite traveling for her job, and things again settled down.

Then her girlfriend introduced her to another man. (The girlfriend had never liked me and thought Marti was too good for me.)

At first, she treated him as a friend, but then she started being attracted to him. She did ask me if I would be hurt if she had sex with him. I agreed she could indulge herself, but she needed to keep me informed of what went on between them.

So for a while, Marti had two boyfriends. Jeff and I occasionally saw each other, and we knew the other man was also fucking her.

Eventually, Jeff asked her to marry him, and she agreed. That ended my time as her boyfriend, although she and I remained friends,.

I thought my time having sex with Marti was over. My life went on and I got another girlfriend. However, sometime later, Marti called and asked if I wanted to spend the weekend together. We went away for the weekend and she explained that her husband and her had a "don't ask, don't tell" policy. He was away for the weekend and she thought she would take the opportunity to exercising the "don't ask, don't tell" policy and hook back up with me. That ended with us occasionally getting together when her husband was out-of-town.

In a bit of an irony, since she and her husband didn't talk about sex they might have with other people, Marti ended up telling me about trysts she had with other men. It was hot to hear, and couldn't wait to get together with her and hear about sexual adventures she was having.

I don't remember a lot of what she did, but one struck me. She was once the aggressor. There was a guy she found attractive, so one time when they were alone, she moved on him. I think they were at work, and she pulled him into an empty office, and initiated sex with him. She had moved a long way from the innocent wife who I once seduced.

if anything I've written raises questions in your mind, I would be happy to answer.

hot!

When Marti started dating both Jeff and me, she agreed that I could seek out other women, too. That's when I met Linda.

Actually, I seduced her and took her away from her husband.

We were both young lawyers attending an out-of-town seminar when we met. Over the two weeks, she and I started hanging out with a group after each day’s seminar. Gradually, she and I started hanging out more by ourselves. It was innocent at first.

At the end of the first week, she asked me to give her a ride back to the city that it turned out we both lived (Washington, DC). Thus we spent several hours in the car together going home and coming back the following Sunday night for the second week of the seminar.

We started avoiding other people after each days’ seminar. Finally, another person in our group asked when we wanted to meet for the evening, and Linda said that she thought she would just spend the night in her hotel room. I said something similar, then instead of going my room, I circled back to her room. I knocked on the door. She opened the door laughing, knowing it would be me.

We spent some time talking, and then I said, “I get these vibes between us.” (I know it was a cheezy line, but it worked.). She acknowledged she was feeling it. Somehow, we skipped past the fact she was married, and decided we would fuck. She wasn’t on birth control, so I said I would go out for condoms. (In reality I had some, but I didn’t want to seem too prepared.)

We spent the rest of the week’s seminar fucking each night, and we agreed to see each other when we got back to DC.

During this time I was still seeing Marti, so for a while I was fucking both women. But Marti had trouble with me being with another woman, and her allegiance transferred completely to Jeff, who she latter married. So that ended my time of Marti as my girlfriend, and the start of Linda being my girlfriend. Linda was very tolerant during this period of being my "second girlfriend". I guess she was getting something she wasn't getting at home.

We carried out a clandestine affair for a few months, but then she left her husband for me.

I didn’t feel too bad about that. She had told me that he openly had a mistress. But he had this hangup in that he couldn’t cum with his mistress, so after he had fucked her, he would come home to Linda and fuck her, just in order to cum. He also would do weird things, like pissing inside Linda. I don’t know why she put up with it. She was proud that her husband could only fuck her a few strokes without cumming, even though he couldn’t cum with his mistress. But that wasn’t given her much sexual satisfaction. She got that with me, so she left him.

That’s how we started, and for the next couple of years we were monogamous.

I’ll pick the story about how that changed if you’re interested. Also let me know if you have any questions so far.

Great story! How old were you all when this was going on?

onceacuck wrote: ↑

Sat Aug 31, 2024 10:55 am

Great story! How old were you all when this was going on?

My first wife was 26 and I was 30. My experience with various types of open relationships lasted until I met my second wife when I was 39. We were monogamous for 18 years.

Very interesting tale of relationships… how did the monogamy with Linda end ? Did she initiate seeing a bf ?

venus-can99 wrote: ↑

Sat Aug 31, 2024 12:33 pm

Very interesting tale of relationships… how did the monogamy with Linda end ? Did she initiate seeing a bf ?

Yes she did. I can tell that part of my story next if anyone is interested.

Actually, it was always the women I was in relationships with who proposed we open our relationship.

isinlarsa wrote: ↑

Sat Aug 31, 2024 1:03 pm

Yes she did. I can tell that part of my story next if anyone is interested.

Actually, it was always the women I was in relationships with who proposed we open our relationship.

Very much interested. It is always wonderful to hear about women who take this stp themselves