Grooming My Wife to Cuckold Me

Grooming My Prim and Proper Wife To Cuckold Me

I had always liked sluts, even when my friends and relatives trashed them, in my mind I was wanting to date them. After all, I wanted to get laid, and I knew it would be difficult to convince prim and proper girls let let me fuck them. So, I searched out the gals who liked spreading their legs for hungry boys like me to taste their sweet nectar. That being said, is wasn't something I bragged about. Well, amongst close friends I would, as we talked about fucking the girls at school.

However, even if me and my buddies dated a sluts, we would not let them know we thought of them as sluts. It wasn't something me or my friends would brag about in front of the very girls we knew were sluts and wanted to date and fuck. After all, they may have known they were sluts, but most gals don't proudly brag about being loose and easy to bed. I seldom met a slut who wore their easiness like a badge of honor. So in high-school I always dated the loose girls, knowing they were probably fucking other guys, some who were either friends of mine or at least acquaintances.

While I wanted to date and fuck sluts, I wasn't really into wanting to marry one. True to my hypocrisy I met a girl through a friend and started dating. Her name was Lisa, and she was anything but a slut. It took me three Months before she would let me slip my hands under her dress and into her panties at a drive in movie. It took almost another six Months before she let me fuck her, and that is when I realized she was a virgin. WOW, did she cry, and bleed. This wasn't something I was prepared for. Lisa was the first virgin I ever fucked, so I never experienced this. Yet, I respected her so much I asked her to marry me, and 3 Months later we tied the knot in a huge wedding her parents paid for.

While I would like to say that things progressed to children and a happy, monogamous, forever marriage after we were married, truth is after eight Months we learned that Lisa couldn't ovulate. She always wondered why she seldom bleed during her period. That is because she never had a real period. So for the next two years we tried every medical procedure possible, and eventually realized she was not ever going to have a baby. Thus we discuses adopting, and while we never removed it as an option, things would eventually change, so we never got to that stage.

What happened was we continued in with our lifestyle of he working a 9-5 job at the bank as a teller, and me as as a carpenter. We made pretty good money, and our hours of work mimicked each others so we got into the party scene with our friends and lived that life. Or maybe drinking away our bad luck of being infertile. Eventually we drifted from our friends as they started have children and stopped hanging with those who had no children.

For the next couple of years we enjoyed a traditional monogamous marriage. While I did keep true to my wife, I began spending more time surfing porn and jerking off to the fantasies in my head. One of the fantasies I found myself delving into was gang-banging videos, and horny wives videos. OH, I never ever told my wife, but I am guessing she knew I surfed porn. After all, after enough drinks at the bar we could here the obligatory comments of the ladies as they jokes about the porn their men watched online.

However, little did she know I harbored fantasies of us getting into an open relationship with other couples. Me and a few of my buddies would even joke about it, but it never got past the joking stage while drinking. In reality, we all figured if someone touched our wives that there would be hell to pay. Or that is how we thought we all felt.

So after four of marriage I was the honorable husband who openly respected his wife and never allowed anyone to know about my true fantasies. Yet things were about to change, because the kind of porno videos I was getting into were taking their toll on my, my thoughts and even my dreams. Eventually my taste in porno moved from gang-bangs and hot wives to cuckolding. It wasn't that I was into cuckolding so much as I found the stories and videos fascinating. After all, when I thought of sex, I usually thought of me being heavily involved. Yet I found a strange attraction to the idea of his cuckolding. Well actually, as I read the stories and watched the videos, I would jack off and fantasize that I was the stud fucking the other man's wife while he watched.

Eventually my thoughts would start wondering whenever I fucked my wife. At first my mind would fantasize about her with other men while I was with another women. This went on for about six Months, before I then started thinking about being the husband watching another man fucking my wife, while I jacked off. MY past sexual life was catching up to me in how I loved sluts, and I started to think of my wife becoming a slut.

About that time, one of our single friends was getting married, and his brother set up a bachelor party for him at the Holiday Inn. Like all bachelor parties, there was a stripper hired for the party. There were only about 10 or 12 guys, but we had a great time. After a few hours of drinking we were all liquored up and ready for the stripper by the time she arrived.

When she entered the room, we are all taken back by the way she was dressed. Or maybe I should say we were dumbfounded by what she was wearing on her head. She was wearing an all black leather outfit, the kind that included one of those those Sadomasochistic black masks that covered her whole head. There were also holes in her suit so her perky breasts breasts were exposed. She danced around the room getting us all hot and bothered as we all started rubbing our cocks through our pants. When she bent over we could see that the crotch was missing so we could see her shaved pussy lips. I was enjoying this. She was my kind of slut.

It wasn't long before she had us all sitting around with raging hard ons. i had never seen a gal who wore a mask and leather dance like she did, but I was enjoying it. This gal made the rounds as we all sat in a circle watching her dance. She went from man to man, feeling our stiff cocks through our pants as she performed semi lap dances, without allowing anyone to pull their cock out.

Eventually she got to the groom to be, Chuck. She started working on him like a pro. He had his pants down to his ankles and his cock in his hand. I must admit, I was quite jealous of Chuck's big cock. It is rock hard and must have been at least eight inches if not longer, and as thick as a beer can.

She was working on him like a pro, as she stroked and sucked on his cock. His head was leaning back as she started sucking on the head, then she slid her tongue down the shaft. Chuck grabbed her head and shoved his cock into her mouth, which she easily accommodated him. It wasn't long before Chuck was shooting his wad, and, try as she did, she couldn't swallow it all so his sperm started oozing from her mouth down the leather mask and onto her perky breasts.

She spent about ten minutes cleaning him up and messaging his member until he started getting hard again. That's when she mounted his cock like a pro. They were rocking back and forth on his chair, until he grabbed her legs and stood up. He stood there lowering her up and down on his cock, making sure we all got a good show. Eventually he knelt down onto his knees, still holding her onto his cock. He laid her on the floor and started pounding her pussy as she screamed in pleasure.

Chuck was hung like a horse, and he was drilling for oil. I swear his cock had grown another inch as he pounded her hard, all the while she was eagerly pulling him into her so she could take his whole member deep inside. He was banging her pussy like there was no tomorrow. It the first time I ever watched a live porn show, something I had only seen online before. It wasn't long before Ole Chuck grabbed her ass tight to hold her as he drove his cock deep into her cunt. The slut was holding tightly onto Chuck as their pelvises were hard pressed against each other. Then as he began letting out a loud sound of a conquerer, she started started screaming in pleasure begging him to fill her up.

Then they just laid on the floor, holding each other and not letting go. There was nothing but the music playing as they were enraptured into each other kissing and panting as they held each other for what must have been ten long hard minutes. I looked around and noticed each and every one of us had our cocks in our hands, sperm on our bellies or on the floor in front of us.

I thought the show was over, but I was wrong, because after Chuck climbed off her she got up and moved onto the next guy. Billy wasn't nearly as big as Chuck, but he had more meat than I had to offer. She climbed onto him and I'm guessing his cock must have slid in like her pussy was water after Chuckee had his way with her.

She systematically made it around to every guy, and by the time she got around to me her pussy was so full sperm it was oozing down her legs. She straddled my lap and slid down on my dick with ease. She was so sloppy I couldn't feel a thing, but I was so horny by then that my little dick shot it's the moment it touched her juicy cum-filled pussy. She never did say a word, nor did she ever take off the mask, but she took care of each guy like a pro. By the time she stripper left, every man was satisfied and feeling good.

After she left, we all continued drinking and partying till we all passed out. The next morning we all went home, never to speak of that night again, outside of an inside joke from time to time.

For me that night kept coming back into my thoughts. I couldn't help but think about hat woman and how well she took good care of us all. I couldn't help but wonder if she was somebody's girlfriend or better yet someone's wife. Maybe even a wife with a few kids who was helping her husband make ends meet. If so, did he know, or was she secretive. If he knew, did she share all the lurid details with him. These thoughts started creeping into my head, especially while I was fucking my wife.

I was constantly asking myself is she would ever agree to letting another man fuck her. I know she was a virgin when I met her, so she only knew the pleasure that my little 4 inch pencil dick gave her. She seldom had orgasms. Well truth be told, it wan't until we were married almost two and a half years before she admitted to having her first ever orgasm. She definitely wasn't one of those firecracker women who had orgasms every time her pussy was touched.

No, Lisa was the silent type who had her orgasms without a lot of noise or fanfare. OH, she would hold me a bit tighter, and allow me to shove my tongue down her throat a bit longer than usual, but nothing like that stripper. Besides, I was not the kind of guy who could fuck very long. I have always been the kind of guy who enters, pumps a few times, and then I'm getting off. When I had a few drinks I would last longer, but not much longer. Yet I was the only man she ever knew and she was more than satisfied. Or at least she always told me she was more than satisfied.

Ever since that bachelor party, I began watching porn videos a lot more, and especially the cuckolding ones, where a stud is fucking a woman while the husband jerks off to the side. The husband smiling with his tiny dick in his hand as his wife gets her pussy pounded by a guy endowed with a cock the size of Chucks. My thoughts and fantasies had gone well beyond wanting to see my wife get fucked by another man, I was wanting her to become a full blown slut who would allow any man who wanted to fuck her for my pleasure, while I sat off to the side smiling.

The very thought of me sliding my little dick into Lisa's pussy after a stud pounded her and filled her full of his sperm was driving me crazy. I was even imagining me licking up every drop of another man's juices from my wife's pussy, while another stud stood by waiting to sink his meat into her. The more I thought of that bachelor party, and watched videos of hot wives, slut wives and videos of cuckolded relationships, the more I wondered how to make it happen with my wife.

I was jacking off almost overnight to porno videos, and even reading stories of wives cuckolding their husbands. I also started reading forums about hot wives. These were wives who dressed up and went out to bars to meet men to get fucked by while their husbands stayed home. Then when the wife got home, she would tell him all about the night as he cleaned up her nasty sperm filled pussy. I remember a video of a wife straddling her husbands face when she got home as another man's sperm dripped out of her cunt and down onto his face.

Then I decided to start a psychological war to get her convinced she needed another man to perform the duties I am unqualified to do. I wasn't sure how, but so far she was definitive talking more about being sexually frustrated than she had ever been before. I started jacking off in the bathroom every night before we went to bed, which kept me from getting it up if she wanted sex. I also started thinking of other men fucking her and all to get off quick. So not only was my dick seldom getting real hard, when it did get hard, I was getting off soon after my little dick entered her warm pussy.

This went on for almost a few Months when I was listening to a commercial about flomax. It's a drug used to help men urinate. As men get older their prostate would not relax, thus they could not pee. So flomax helps relax the prostate so they can pee. As I watched the commercial they started listing all the side effects, and one of them was reduced libido. I was like... WHAT? So I looked into it, and sure enough men taking flomax report that they find it more difficult to get it up, which cannot be good for a wife's desire to have sex.

So the next time I had a physical, I was asked to pee in a jar, but I made sure I peed before I went to the doctor. I lied and told the doctor I need to pee, but I can't. He prescribed my flomax. Now, I never took the drug, but I told my wife I was prescribed it, and she thought I was taking it. Then one day I told her I read the side effects of flomax is reduced libido. Sure enough, suggested I get a prescription of viagra. I agreed to, but never took it, even though I told her I did.

This went on for almost a year, with her feeling sorry for me and understanding my predicament. Then one day I surprised her with a plastic dildo that was the same size as my dick, four inches long and barely four inches around. I told her maybe I could use it on her as we made out, so she will enjoy their sex. At first she didn't like the idea, and it just sat in the drawer of the vanity next to the bed. Then one day she asked me to get it. We used it and while she was happier with it, I continued my sysops war of not being able to satisfy her. I then began referring to my dick and small and useless, while referring to her dildo and her lover. She didn't like it, but the more I did the more she got used to it, and even began referring to the dildo as her lover.

I will still cuddled with her, and helped her to enjoy sex, but I was about to move to the next step. Falling a sleep, because I was working too hard. I did this by telling the doctor I could not sleep. So he prescribed mew some sleeping aids. Soon I was falling a sleep before she got in bed. I was tired, but I started noticing she kept the dildo on top of the vanity within easy reach. So I know she was pleasuring herself. Then she told me she needed a real one, because the little plastic one wasn't like a real cock. So I told her they sold rubber ones, and she told me to get her one.

So I agreed to find her one that was more realistic. This time I purchased a rubber dildo that was eight inches long and six inches in girth. It reminded me of how big Chuck cock was. Truth is his cock was probably bigger, but I knew this one would do the trick. So that night I didn't take any sleeping pills, and I didn't jack off, instead presented her new lover to her and she was like. OH no, no way will that fit. I told her it was the only one they had that was lifelike.

I told her I would take her to the store to pick one out herself if she wanted. To which she told me there was no way she was going to be seen shopping for a dildo. So she settled for it. I knew she would not shop for one, so she settled for what I picked out. This psychological war was working out good for me. I was now beginning to train her into wanting big cocks, which would mean she would seldom ever want me to fuck her. Thus one day, she will cuckold me, without realizing I am training her for our future cuckolding relationship.

Sure enough, a few weeks later, she was so frustrated with me that she told me to get it for her. At first she just rubbed it against her pussy lips as I made out with her and sucked on her breasts. Eventually she started inserting the dildo into her pussy. At first just past the lips, but soon she was sliding it in farther and farther. This was working out real well. At times when she had a bit too much to drink, I would slide the dildo in deeper and deeper. I got almost the whole eight inches in once, but she said it hurt, so I backed off. Thats when I just started fucking her faster and faster with it. Her response was as expected, she was writhing in pleasure and even had some wild spasms I have never seen her have before.

It was time for my next step, I began talking in my sleep. Mind you, I really do talk in my sleep, but usually my wife says it was gibberish. But I decided to pretend I was a sleep so I could talk more clearly, or almost clearly. Just enough for her to understand some, but enough for her to think I was faking it. I did so in an explicit sexual manner, but not sexual with me and her, but rather about her and friends or acquaintances of ours. Sometimes just random people we met. Yet it was always her and some other guy, not with me, and I never ever pretended I was dreaming of other women.

She eventually ask me questions and I would kind of answer them, but not in a clear way for her to really understand me. I started slow, maybe once a week, and usually after I had a bit too much to drink. Eventually with everything else going on, she began carrying on conversations with me. She used to tell me when I talked in my sleep. But once I started talking sex about her and other men she stopped telling me about them.

One time she was trying to figure out what man I was speaking of fucking her. I continued doing this constantly at least once or twice a week, sometimes more. But always after I had been drinking. Since she never told me about my talking in my sleep, I knew she was more interested, or at least curious, and not upset. Then one as she was asking me about who she was with, I heard her open the vanity drawer and she started using the dildo on herself. This was the first time she ever used it while I was not joining, at least from my knowledge.

So I then decided to say the guy was Chuck. She even remarked by saying, at least it was a good looking guy. So I started jibering about how big his cock is, and how beautiful she looked at he fucked her. Mind you, I wasn't speaking explicitly clear, but clear enough for her to get an idea of what I was dreaming. So I silenced myself, and listened as she fucked her pussy with the dildo. Soon I her her panting and could feel her legs quivering next to me. I was laying on top of the blankets since it was a warm night, and she saw my dick was rock hard.

She stopped using the dildo, and crawled on top of me and started riding my little dick. I pretended to just waking up and grabbed her to help her rock on top of me as I started messaging her breast. As usual, I was soon ejaculating inside her nice stretched out pussy. She was visibly upset with me, and rolled off me. I apologized, and she just said Oh it's OK you can't help it. Then she told me,