It was alarming, sexy and intense to say the least. My 33-year-old wife and I had been married for a year and she’d been seduced by a good looking married black coworker. Actually, she allowed herself to be seduced, with my support. When the flirting started, she and I talked about it every time we had sex and it was clear we both wanted it so it wasn’t necessarily a “seduction” in the strict definition of the word, but my wife let him lead the way. She and I had what I thought was good sex together, but she finally told me she wasn’t having orgasms with me inside her and she “needed a man” to give her the orgasms she craved, without her having to use a vibrator. While some husbands might take a remark like this as "humiliation," I didn't. It was reality and as she said it, I felt blood rushing to my penis. She was taking care of me like most wives would do for their husbands (giving me sex) “because she loved me but would need to have sex with another man,” she said. “I need to cum with a man inside me, and I need to know his sperm is inside me,” she said and it seemed perfectly understandable to me. I didn’t know why, but when we talked about it, and when I thought about it, I had an erection. And then we’d have sex and I would quickly finish inside her and go down on her. She’d orgasm on my tongue. My wife noticed my erection when we talked about her going to bed with her coworker and so I knew without it being said that we let it happen.
We had never discussed “cuckolding” or even used that word. What we were thinking about doing seemed so natural to us, and it excited both of us such that we knew it was going to happen. Now we know the "official" term - it was natural insemination with a man my wife loved. And I didn't see what was happening as humiliation - I'd always harbored a desire to watch her fuck another man. It would be so hot, I thought! And it was.
Her lover was a good looking, attractive and well-hung married black coworker who said he wasn’t getting enough sex at home and was left frustrated all the time. When he said this, the wheels began turning in my wife's head and she saw this as a way to help him and help us. He asked my wife to join him for drinks one evening after work. When she told me this, we were both excited and I was excited to think I might get to see my wife have sex with her lover at some point. But for now, she’d meet him at the bar in the Chicago Marriott. That’s where it all started (they were in Chicago for a corporate meeting), and it was intense. An emotional workout for both of us.
I’d had a vasectomy before we married and my wife was wanting to be pregnant so I guess we were destined for what was to happen. I knew she was disappointed that I could not impregnate her, but she accepted the situation and we married. We'd had a few discussions about adopting, and even using a sperm donor but in both of our minds it was something we'd look into. After that first night with him in Chicago, we were both beginning to realize that it could happen, and in way pleasurable to all us.
That first night with Mike in the Marriott with Mike was the catalyst to what would eventually be a life-changing event. We didn't know it at the time, though. And when they got to the room she had booked in advance, clothes were coming off immediately as they kissed, groped and fondled one another, quickly falling onto the bed. There wasn’t much need for foreplay as my wife was already lubricated and ready for sex. Her panties were wet, in fact, she told me afterwards. In less than five minutes of intense kissing and fucking with him on top of her and stroking the full length of his cock each stroke, she had her orgasm. Her first orgasm with vaginal penetration in months. Although my wife had achieved orgasm with other men in her from time to time, this was the first time it had happened so fast. Resting a bit with him still in her, she needed for him to cum, to ejaculate and flood her womb with his warm, fertile sperm. Unstated, but it's what she was thinking. My wife wanted to conceive at that moment, she admitted to me later when her period was late. She wanted to conceive with him, even though she loved me and was married to me. "I can love two men" was what she said to me. I was erect as she shared this with me when she got home the next day after the meeting ended. Each time Mike came inside her that night, she thought about conceiving with him and seeing her tummy and breasts growing, she said, wondering if her breasts would later leak warm milk as we made love. It took courage for her to express those thoughts and feelings to me and I was so glad she was so honest. I had chosen well when I asked her to marry me.
It didn’t happen right away of course, although not for lack of trying. But Mike and Linda could only get together once or twice a month and it wasn’t always during her fertile days. What was happening was that Linda was falling in love with Mike although he would always be married to another woman whom we found out later supported the idea of her husband having sex with my wife. Life has many surprises for us.
As Linda and Mike fell more deeply in love, their bodies were becoming more attuned to one another. I was beginning to realize that Linda’s body was responding to Mike in ways she’d never responded to me. She was in fact learning to orgasm with him more easily on a regular basis. One night the following year as the three of us were in bed together, asleep after they had sex, Linda began to feel a need for Mike to be in her and she and lightly let her fingers touch his penis as she licked his nipple. The combination of being lightly stroked and a warm tongue on his nipple was having an effect - I silently watched his cock stiffen and my cock was beginning to stiffen as well – I’m not gay but it was sure sexy to watch. At this point in our marriage Mike was her primary sex partner - and that night I was erect as I watched because I was realizing her body was his to enjoy whenever he wanted her. And I wanted it, - To surrender my wife's vagina and body to a man her body was yearning for. I still had her heart and that was enough.
A few months previous, Linda and Mike had spent an evening having sex in our marital bed while I lay awake in the extra bedroom. Linda was telling Mike about her orgasms with him (and thanking him for taking such good care of her in bed) and asked him what she could do to make the experience even better for him. She thought he would say something like "let me knock you up," but what he said was: "don't have sex with your husband any more. I want to be the only man in your vagina." She hadn't thought about that but it had a sexy appeal to her, and she said she needed time to process it, and make it happen without hurting my feelings. She tried to tell me diplomatically, saying something like "now that I'm his most of the time, it would probably be better if you weren't in me any more. I'd like to try being exclusive to Mike, but if you are uncomfortable with it, we can cut it off at any time. You just have to tell me. Do you think you can be comfortable with this arrangement - I'd really like it." My cock stiffened as I thought about it. I was giving her total control of sex in our marriage, but I found myself saying "yes."
As Mike began to awaken a bit, Linda reached over his body to lightly caress him and urged him on top of her. Her legs were spread and he was on top of her - his cock slid all the way in her wet and slippery vagina in one motion and soon they were making love with him all the way inside her. Mike wasn’t “huge,” – 6" or 7” inches or so (but very, very thick - way more than me) and I always got hard thinking about it when it was all the way inside my wife – connecting the two of them as his sperm was flowing towards her cervix. During these moments, they didn't even know I existed.
I realized earlier that Mike would one day impregnate her. Linda still had sex with me, but even though I'd had a vasectomy I'd been wearing a condom with her until she asked me not to be in her any more. Her body was his to impregnate, which he soon would. That night in our marital bedroom, I watched, frozen, as Mike’s breathing changed, his body tensed and my wife’s hips rose to meet his thrusts which had slowed to a deep impalement as he ejaculated. As his sperm was flowing into her it was then that her eyes briefly met mine. She was quietly experiencing a long orgasm which would draw Mike’s fertile sperm deeper into her womb, into her Fallopian tubes and to her egg. Her first impregnation. We both knew that’s what was happening and they stayed "connected" as they enjoyed their sleepy afterglow and I lay there breathing hard with my erection sticking straight up.
Most times when I saw Linda having sex with another man, she wanted me to lose control and ejaculate. It made her feel special, and was one way she made love to me. When I ejaculated while watching it was a strong orgasm, but it wasn't a lasting satisfaction - After an hour or so, I would be horny again, and Linda loved that. By then, Mike would have left and she'd invite me to "take seconds." I think using the word "seconds" gave my wife a sense of power and control and was a not-so-subtle form of humiliation that established who her primary lover was and what role I might have.
That was a special night as Mike stayed in my wife for what seemed like an eternity to me, their warm bodies still caressing one another, feeling all of the sensual and emotional feelings lovers feel when the wife is being impregnated. I went to the extra bedroom then and used her Hitachi vibrator on myself so I could cum and get some s*l*e*e*p. It didn't help though so an hour later I returned to our marital bed and lay awake waiting for them to have sex again not yet knowing my wife was already pregnant with Mike. Our lives would be changed forever.
We had never discussed “cuckolding” or even used that word. What we were thinking about doing seemed so natural to us, and it excited both of us such that we knew it was going to happen. Now we know the "official" term - it was natural insemination with a man my wife loved. And I didn't see what was happening as humiliation - I'd always harbored a desire to watch her fuck another man. It would be so hot, I thought! And it was.
Her lover was a good looking, attractive and well-hung married black coworker who said he wasn’t getting enough sex at home and was left frustrated all the time. When he said this, the wheels began turning in my wife's head and she saw this as a way to help him and help us. He asked my wife to join him for drinks one evening after work. When she told me this, we were both excited and I was excited to think I might get to see my wife have sex with her lover at some point. But for now, she’d meet him at the bar in the Chicago Marriott. That’s where it all started (they were in Chicago for a corporate meeting), and it was intense. An emotional workout for both of us.
I’d had a vasectomy before we married and my wife was wanting to be pregnant so I guess we were destined for what was to happen. I knew she was disappointed that I could not impregnate her, but she accepted the situation and we married. We'd had a few discussions about adopting, and even using a sperm donor but in both of our minds it was something we'd look into. After that first night with him in Chicago, we were both beginning to realize that it could happen, and in way pleasurable to all us.
That first night with Mike in the Marriott with Mike was the catalyst to what would eventually be a life-changing event. We didn't know it at the time, though. And when they got to the room she had booked in advance, clothes were coming off immediately as they kissed, groped and fondled one another, quickly falling onto the bed. There wasn’t much need for foreplay as my wife was already lubricated and ready for sex. Her panties were wet, in fact, she told me afterwards. In less than five minutes of intense kissing and fucking with him on top of her and stroking the full length of his cock each stroke, she had her orgasm. Her first orgasm with vaginal penetration in months. Although my wife had achieved orgasm with other men in her from time to time, this was the first time it had happened so fast. Resting a bit with him still in her, she needed for him to cum, to ejaculate and flood her womb with his warm, fertile sperm. Unstated, but it's what she was thinking. My wife wanted to conceive at that moment, she admitted to me later when her period was late. She wanted to conceive with him, even though she loved me and was married to me. "I can love two men" was what she said to me. I was erect as she shared this with me when she got home the next day after the meeting ended. Each time Mike came inside her that night, she thought about conceiving with him and seeing her tummy and breasts growing, she said, wondering if her breasts would later leak warm milk as we made love. It took courage for her to express those thoughts and feelings to me and I was so glad she was so honest. I had chosen well when I asked her to marry me.
It didn’t happen right away of course, although not for lack of trying. But Mike and Linda could only get together once or twice a month and it wasn’t always during her fertile days. What was happening was that Linda was falling in love with Mike although he would always be married to another woman whom we found out later supported the idea of her husband having sex with my wife. Life has many surprises for us.
As Linda and Mike fell more deeply in love, their bodies were becoming more attuned to one another. I was beginning to realize that Linda’s body was responding to Mike in ways she’d never responded to me. She was in fact learning to orgasm with him more easily on a regular basis. One night the following year as the three of us were in bed together, asleep after they had sex, Linda began to feel a need for Mike to be in her and she and lightly let her fingers touch his penis as she licked his nipple. The combination of being lightly stroked and a warm tongue on his nipple was having an effect - I silently watched his cock stiffen and my cock was beginning to stiffen as well – I’m not gay but it was sure sexy to watch. At this point in our marriage Mike was her primary sex partner - and that night I was erect as I watched because I was realizing her body was his to enjoy whenever he wanted her. And I wanted it, - To surrender my wife's vagina and body to a man her body was yearning for. I still had her heart and that was enough.
A few months previous, Linda and Mike had spent an evening having sex in our marital bed while I lay awake in the extra bedroom. Linda was telling Mike about her orgasms with him (and thanking him for taking such good care of her in bed) and asked him what she could do to make the experience even better for him. She thought he would say something like "let me knock you up," but what he said was: "don't have sex with your husband any more. I want to be the only man in your vagina." She hadn't thought about that but it had a sexy appeal to her, and she said she needed time to process it, and make it happen without hurting my feelings. She tried to tell me diplomatically, saying something like "now that I'm his most of the time, it would probably be better if you weren't in me any more. I'd like to try being exclusive to Mike, but if you are uncomfortable with it, we can cut it off at any time. You just have to tell me. Do you think you can be comfortable with this arrangement - I'd really like it." My cock stiffened as I thought about it. I was giving her total control of sex in our marriage, but I found myself saying "yes."
As Mike began to awaken a bit, Linda reached over his body to lightly caress him and urged him on top of her. Her legs were spread and he was on top of her - his cock slid all the way in her wet and slippery vagina in one motion and soon they were making love with him all the way inside her. Mike wasn’t “huge,” – 6" or 7” inches or so (but very, very thick - way more than me) and I always got hard thinking about it when it was all the way inside my wife – connecting the two of them as his sperm was flowing towards her cervix. During these moments, they didn't even know I existed.
I realized earlier that Mike would one day impregnate her. Linda still had sex with me, but even though I'd had a vasectomy I'd been wearing a condom with her until she asked me not to be in her any more. Her body was his to impregnate, which he soon would. That night in our marital bedroom, I watched, frozen, as Mike’s breathing changed, his body tensed and my wife’s hips rose to meet his thrusts which had slowed to a deep impalement as he ejaculated. As his sperm was flowing into her it was then that her eyes briefly met mine. She was quietly experiencing a long orgasm which would draw Mike’s fertile sperm deeper into her womb, into her Fallopian tubes and to her egg. Her first impregnation. We both knew that’s what was happening and they stayed "connected" as they enjoyed their sleepy afterglow and I lay there breathing hard with my erection sticking straight up.
Most times when I saw Linda having sex with another man, she wanted me to lose control and ejaculate. It made her feel special, and was one way she made love to me. When I ejaculated while watching it was a strong orgasm, but it wasn't a lasting satisfaction - After an hour or so, I would be horny again, and Linda loved that. By then, Mike would have left and she'd invite me to "take seconds." I think using the word "seconds" gave my wife a sense of power and control and was a not-so-subtle form of humiliation that established who her primary lover was and what role I might have.
That was a special night as Mike stayed in my wife for what seemed like an eternity to me, their warm bodies still caressing one another, feeling all of the sensual and emotional feelings lovers feel when the wife is being impregnated. I went to the extra bedroom then and used her Hitachi vibrator on myself so I could cum and get some s*l*e*e*p. It didn't help though so an hour later I returned to our marital bed and lay awake waiting for them to have sex again not yet knowing my wife was already pregnant with Mike. Our lives would be changed forever.
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