When my wife Jess and I opened up our marriage, certain rules were put in place in order to protect our our anonymity. Discretion was the name of the game, so I didn't want friends, family or neighbours knowing what we were up to. Jess embraced her freedom, she loved sex and she loved men so it wasn't long before she fucked another guy for the first time. In an earlier post I described how she was fucking residents in a guest house we ran which was ok with me because our guest house was miles away from our home town. Later though she crossed a line when she started fucking her cousins husband, we were no longer in the guest house, but we were much closer to home. I got off on it though so I made no attempt to stop her even though it would have been a disaster if our families got wind of it.
The second time she crossed the line is when she started fucking our next door neighbour, this was too close to home, I had to pretend I didn't know anything about it which was very difficult at times when I was in conversation with him. Every time I spoke to him I was picturing him in my bed fucking Jess whilst I was at work. Once again though I found it to be an incredible turn on and Jess and I had incredible sex on the back of it.
The third time and many times thereafter, she broke the rules big time but on this occasion she kept it from me. Jess went out with her friends every Saturday night. They would go on a pub crawl and generally have a good time. One Saturday night she happened to bump into a couple of friends of mine, of course she knew them well so she invited them to join her for a drink. At that time she didn't expect them to hang around for long, she expected them to have a drink and leave but this didn't happen, the guys stayed with them for the rest of the evening.
When the evening came to an end they offered to walk Jess home so Jess said goodnight to her friends and set off walking with my two buddies. I don't know how the conversation went on their walk but Jess didn't come home, at least not for a few hours. I did get a phone call from her to say don't wait up I'm going to be late. This meant she had got herself fixed up with some guy and she was going to get fucked, so, I waited for her to come home so I could get the sloppy seconds that I enjoyed so much. I loved sticking my dick into her well lubricated pussy knowing she has just had another mans dick in her.
Jess arrived home in the early hours, she climbed into bed with me and took hold of my dick, I was already aroused but when she told me that she had just been fucked by two guys I almost cum into her hand. We had the most intense sex on the back of her experience and several more times in the days that followed. Jess said to me that the guys wanted to see her again so she wanted to know if I was ok with it. She said she really wanted to see them again so of course I said yes, this is something we both want.
Jess didn't just see them one more time, she made it a regular event, these two guys were fucking her every week and Jess was loving it, as was I. Eventually though it stopped, Jess told me that it had run its course so she wouldn't be seeing them anymore much to my regret.
It was about a year later when a workmate of mine tipped me off, he had overheard someone talking and apparently they were talking about Jess. He had spotted her meeting up with two men outside a pub late at night. My first thought was oh! oh!, I must tell her to be more careful but as he went on he told me the names of the two guys she met. The names Phil and Pete were mentioned and this is where the alarm bells started ringing. I played it down, I told my workmate that I knew of it and it was perfectly innocent, they walked her home, but, the two names, Phil and Pete, was this too much of a coincidence, they were the names of two of my closest friends.
I bottled it up until we went to bed that night, then I quizzed her. I told her what I had been told and demanded to know if it was my friends she'd been fucking. Jess denied it, she said it was another Phil and Pete but she looked shocked. The look on her face immediately gave her away, I knew she was lying so I pushed and pushed until she finally confessed. She was devastated that she had been found out and couldn't apologise enough, she said she knew it was wrong but they treated her like a queen and fucked her so good she just had to have more. I was never meant to find out.
Now here's the rub, I should have been so angry but I wasn't, I was so turned on I wanted her to tell me more, I wanted every little detail and again the sex was so erotic whilst she opened up and told me how much she enjoyed it. She confessed that she didn't want to end it with Phil and Pete but the longer it went on the more likely they were to get rumbled so she had no choice. Reluctantly she told them it had to stop.
I didn't want to fall out with my friends, we were a close knit group who had been together since our schooldays so I told Jess to say nothing, never tell them I know. So now, years later I still go drinking with my buddies, they have no idea that I know they have both fucked my wife lots of times and I still get off imagining them fucking her. I guess that's the cuckold in me.
If anyone else has had a similar experience, I would love to hear it.
