I am the loving, adoring husband of my unfaithful wife Karen.

Here’s my story. When I was dating Karen, I was extremely jealous. I’d obsess over the possibility she was attracted to other guys and I’d try to manipulate things to keep her from being around potential rivals. She really hated it when I jealous, but I couldn’t help it.

When I got married, my wife revealed to me that she’d cheated during our courtship. She had deliberately defied my jealousy. What’s more, she also revealed that the guys she went with were super attractive and great lovers and she had extremely intense orgasms. When she told me this, I became nauseated and almost vomited. Over the next few months, I contemplated divorcing her as I went through feelings of anger, jealousy, deep hurt, confusion, and depression. Karen assured me that she would not cheat during our marriage, so even though I wasn’t sure our relationship could ever recover, I stayed with her and kept trying to understand.

One day when we were talking about it, Karen said something that struck me odd. She said that I should try even harder to be a good husband if another man threatened our marriage. I was shocked. I told her the opposite was true, and I was horrified at the thought that she might think she could get away with cheating, and having me try harder than ever to be a good husband. That, I thought, would be the ultimate humiliation.

Over time, Karen’s statement stayed with me. As much as it humiliated me and I wanted to dismiss it and contradict it, it resonated with something deep inside me. Then something else happened that I shocked me even more. I started having dreams in which I cooperated with her while she visited and had sex with other men. I was humiliated that some part of my mind was accepting Karen’s potential infidelity. But, … over time these dreams became more and more appealing and exciting. And Karen’s statement about me trying harder to be a good husband kept getting more and more appealing. This was all a tremendous relief to me. Feeling constant jealousy is stressful and miserable. Being turned on feels much better!

After months of struggling with these feelings, I finally admitted it to Karen. She was surprised and intrigued, not angry. However, she knew how jealous I was and didn’t trust me to really be able to handle such an arrangement in reality. For the next few years, it just remained a fantasy that we’d talk about occasionally.

One day, Karen told me she’d been super horny lately. It occurred to me that perhaps it was another man that was getting to her. I responded as calmly and naturally as I could, asking her who she was thinking about. Karen paused for a moment. I knew she was debating whether to risk being open with me. Then she admitted that she was attracted to many men and had been fantasizing more and more about sleeping with them.

In the years before, Karen and I had both gotten adjusted to the idea and now the time was right. I was sure I was ready to be cuckolded and Karen now trusted me. Karen and I sat together discussing it, with lots of kissing and hugging. We agreed that I would remain faithful but she was free to pursue any sexual relationship she wished. We discussed what would probably be the best situations for her, but I gave up all control. It was completely up to her and whatever lucky man she seduced to determine what she would do.

This completely reinvigorated our marriage. I felt no jealousy, only love and excitement.

Karen went on frequent business trips. The next time she traveled, she met a man at a beach resort. She told me they walked along the beach holding hands and they kissed on the beach. It was now becoming real and I was put to the test. When she told me, I felt only love for her. I loved knowing another man’s lips had been on my wife’s lips. In fact, I was actually disappointed it hadn’t gone further.

The next time she traveled, Karen met a man she found irresistible. They ended up back in her hotel room. She wasn’t sure she’d sleep with him, but he charmed her. They started making out and she stroked the bulge in his pants and then took his cock out. They went mad for each other. She got so hot she thought she might faint. He fucked her to several intense orgasms.

When I heard what happened, I was intensely turned on and I was even more in love with Karen than ever before. I started trying to be the best husband on Earth and loving it. What I’d once thought would be hell was now heaven.

I began eagerly encouraging Karen to get a boyfriend in our home town. I loved the idea of a more immediate “threat” and I wanted her to have sex outside the marriage more frequently. In fact, I wanted her to find a big, strong, virile man with a big cock who would fuck her silly and who’d be able to put me in my place if I complained! Within a few months, Karen started dating in our home town. Soon she had a lover who was just such a man as I fantasized, a big macho guy named Wade who could fuck her into ecstasy. Wade fucks Karen several times a week. Nothing makes me hotter than the thought of Karen’s pussy stretching around Wade’s big cock.

I’m not happy with how it started, but I’m very happy with how it ended. The amazing thing is, just like you said, cuckolds often make the happiest, most loving husbands. Karen loves being pursued by men and loves feeling desirable and sexy, but she also has a loving husband at the same time. If it were up to me, this would become a normal part of marriage. I think many, many couples would be happy if the wife were free to date other men. I think once men are made to accept it, they’ll treat their wives like queens.

Thanks for sharing your story, Rod! That’s amazing, and I couldn’t agree more.

We started New Year’s Eve without any plans really. We thought we might head out to dinner someplace or catch a movie. We had arrangements for an overnight babysitter for our kids, but it didn’t look like we were really going to need it. Allie went out during the afternoon to do some shopping and we swapped some text messages back and forth to try to figure out what we wanted to do with our evening.

I suggested that we could go to a swing club out of town that was planning a New Year’s Eve party. The only problem with that idea is that it’d been forever since we had been to a swing club, and we weren’t sure about going there on one of their biggest nights of the year. Plus as much as we’d love to go, the drive there and back was going to be long, and we didn’t want to face a long drive back home late at night with all the drunks out on the road possibly. So, we shelved that idea. Finally, we decided on just treating ourselves to a nice steak dinner and then coming home to watch the ball drop in Times Square on television.

At the same time that I was chatting with Allie via text message about our lack of New Year’s plans, I was instant messaging with my friend John, a long-time fan of the website, about his lack of plans too. I thought maybe we could pay John a visit after dinner, if he was okay with it. He said he needed some time to clean up his place and get his act together. I told him that there was no hurry, since we didn’t have dinner reservations until 8:45 p.m. anyway. Allie had never met John in person, but I had a hunch that they would hit it off.

I quickly texted Allie the idea of joining our friend at his place after dinner. We would bring the champagne and ring in the New Year with our friend in person finally. Allie knew right away what I was getting at, and wanted me to send her photos of John to her iPhone so that she could have a look at him. She gave her approval and I texted John to let him know we would see him at his place after we left the restaurant.

Dinner was awesome. We both had great steaks with all the trimmings and several cocktails each. The service was wonderful. If our evening ended right then, we would have had an awesome New Year’s Eve. I wasn’t prepared for just how awesome things were going to quickly get. After dinner, we got in the car and headed over to John’s address.

We got to his place around 11:15 p.m. John was a very pleasant host. After some small talk and getting to know you conversation, I suggested we open the champagne and we all had a toast. Then we all settled down on his couch, Allie in the middle, to watch the countdown from Times Square on his big screen TV.

After a few minutes of the three of us sipping champagne in the dim light of the television, I suggested that the two of them should get more comfortable and more acquainted. Allie needed no more persuasion than that, and reached over to undo John’s belt and unzipped his pants. I heard Allie gasp under her breath as she took out John’s cock. I leaned forward so I could get a peek. His cock was enormous.

Since he was a little nervous he was only semi-hard, but he was still easily 50% bigger than mine in length and girth. I could sense that Allie was thrilled. She dipped her head down and took the head of his cock into her mouth. I watched her bob her head up and down on him and heard her slurping his dick as she went to work on him. John put his hand on the back of her neck and held her head so he could grow harder in her mouth. I took out my dick and started to stroke while watching the two of them.

Allie came up for air and looked at me. I asked, “Does he have a big cock?” She replied, “Yes. Much bigger than yours.” Then she looked at John and said, “See what I have to work with?” John looked at me jerking my dick and I don’t think he was expecting to say anything particularly cruel or humiliating on our first meeting. I turned bright red.

My life leaned back on the couch and pulled her large breasts out from under her sweater, inviting John to caress and suck them. She warned playfully that she was still lactating. I watched as he lifted and sucked her tits in front of me. Allie tugged on one of her nipples and tiny droplets of milk squirted out. John was happy to play with her tits that up until now he’d only stared at on the internet. His cock was rock hard and she laid over his lap to resume sucking him.

The way Allie was positioned on the couch, with her sitting between us, I couldn’t get a good view of her blowing him. So, I stood up and knelt on the floor in front of them, and I had a perfect front row seat of the action. Allie was sucking her new friend, her eyes rolling back in her head as he occasionally thrusted his hips up, pushing his cock deeper into her mouth. I pulled on my own cock while she blew him.

Allie pulled me closer to her while she sucked. She took turns between passionately kissing me and sucking the head of his cock back into her mouth. I was only inches away from her face. She asked, “What do you think? Think I could use some help with this?” I whispered, “I dunno.” Allie said, “Well? Ask him if it’s okay for you to help.”

I raised up and asked John if it was okay if I helped Allie with his cock–still not entirely sure what I was getting myself into. John simply said, “Sure.”

I knelt back down by Allie’s face. John was thrusting upward into her lips. Finally, his cock plopped out of her mouth, and Allie brushed it against my lips. “Do it. Suck his cock,” she said. I took him into my mouth and Allie watched me suck him for the first time. After a few seconds, she dipped down and licked the shaft of his cock while I sucked the head. Then our lips met and we sucked him back and forth into each others’ mouths.

Behind me, I could hear the countdown in Times Square reach its climax, while Allie and I serviced her new lover, both of us kneeling between his legs. I kissed my wife around John’s cock at the stroke of midnight, and she put him back in my mouth. Allie watched his balls begin to tense up. Finally, a few moments into 2010r, Allie took his cock back and accepted his huge load of cum into her throat, swallowing every drop. Then she kissed me and I could taste the bittersweet taste of John’s load still coated on her tongue.

It was an awesome start to the New Year.

Well if I *was* a sissy cuckold, what should I be doing right about now?

To which my friend Karl (@yek69) replied:

@hotwives as a sissy cuck, you should be helping a big stud fill your hotwife

Which got me thinking: does he mean in addition to finding a guy for my wife, is he implying I should assist with guiding his cock into her? Was I right to interpret his tweet literally?

Personally, I can’t think of anything right now I’d rather do than spread the soft globes of my wife Allie’s ass to expose her waiting cunt to one of her well-hung lovers, and pull his cock into her waiting depths. Then, lie back and watch her get taken by a superior stud.

To quote a great man, “That’s just me. That’s just something that I enjoy.” :)

What about you? What do you think? Post your thoughts in the comments.

I’m at his mercy, originally uploaded by go4broke_43.

I love the caption as much as I love this photo. I’m not sure who’s saying it. Of course, the first reaction is that it’s the wife saying she’s at his mercy. I think it’s the other way around. It’s the her husband in this photo that’s thinking it to himself. Our poor, unseen hubby is biting his lip while snapping this photo of his hot wife bouncing in their living room on this stud’s cock. What do you think? Do I have it right?

Say hello to beautiful hot wife Kristine, thanks to her generous husband Todd. Todd snapped these photos of his wife in action recently with her lover Ryan, a guy she knows from her office.

I think you’ll agree. Todd got some GREAT shots of Ryan’s cock crammed in her holes. And from his account of the evening…Kristine had a blast.

Hopefully, we’ll see more of Kristine soon. In the meantime, enjoy her awesome hot wife photo gallery.

Todd writes:

A little background on these pics…. These aren’t from the first night. They are from our second evening together.

We had already been playing off and on for about 5 years, mostly with other couples. We did have our occassional threesome, both FMF and MFM, but all of the MFM were always my idea. She always had a good time, but really wouldn’t turn loose and let herself go in these situations. I told her repeatedly during our own sex play how much I’d love to see her filled full of a lover’s cum, but she seemed to be deadset against it, so I just gave up on the idea that it would ever happen.

We were out for drinks around the holidays and ran into Ryan, a guy that Kristine had met at work. She had occasionally mentioned a salesman that came into the office where she worked on a pretty regular basis but nothing major other than the fact that he was a nice looking guy and very friendly. We ended up having a few drinks with him and out of the blue, Kristine suggested that we all head back to our house for a few more since the kids were at Grandmas house. I really didn’t think a whole lot about it, and certainly wasn’t expecting any extra-cirricular activities.

We got back to the house and after a quick tour, Kristine excused herself to go to the bathroom. Ryan and I continued to talk about the bowl game on TV, and you should have seen the look on both of our faces when Kristine came out of the bedroom wrapped in a towel and said “It’s just too nice of a night not to use the hottub”. I was shocked because I’ve never seen her be that forward, and he was caught completely off guard. He looked at me, and I said, “Sounds like a great idea to me”. We moved to the back deck, stripped down and slipped into the warm water. Ryan climbed in last and even though it was dark outside, it was obvious that he was sporting a very nice sized cock. We just chatted for about 15 minutes, letting Ryan’s obvious nerves settle down. Kristine then moved over to sit between us on the step of tub, moving her nice 36 D’s out of the water. She started stroking my cock and I could only assume that she was doing the same for Ryan. I took one nipple in my mouth and he quickly followed suit. It really started getting hot and heavy, and our neighbors were a little too close to carry things any further outside, so I suggested we move the party inside.

They headed into the house and by the time I got the top on the tub and back to the bedroom, Kristine was up on all fours on the bed with her mouth bobbing up and down on Ryan’s thick 8″ cock. I climbed up on the bed behind her, and found that Kristine’ pussy was literaly dripping, I slid into her easily and fucked her for a few minutes. The scene was just too hot and I didn’t want to cum yet, so I pulled out to cool down. I went into the master bathroom to retrieve some condoms from the medicine cabinet, and when I came back into the room, I was greeted by the sight of Kristine’ pussy sliding down on Ryan’s bare cock. I almost came at the sight without even touching myself!

She started coming almost immediately as he stretched her pussy and her orgasms continued, one after the other, for about 5 minutes. I just stood at the foot of the bed and watched as she impaled herself time after time on Ryan’s big cock. Obviously, the scene was pretty hot for Ryan too, because his moans started getting louder and he started fucking her from the bottom with an increased urgency. I watched his scrotum tighten up and he drove his dick deep inside Kristine. He grunted and pumped her full of cum as he held her hips down on his cock for what seemed like a full minute. She collapsed on his chest and laid there, coming down from her multiple orgasms. She finally rolled off and onto her back, and as she did, what looked like a river of cum ran down over her asshole and started puddling on the bed. I still hadn’t moved from the end of the bed, just sort of standing there in a trance with a raging hard-on. She looked up and said, “What are you waiting for?” I climbed between her legs and enjoyed sloppy seconds for the first, but not the last, time that night.

Ex Wife and very Dom Male, originally uploaded by cuckybristol.

Not sure what I like more about this cuckold photo I found on Flickr today. Is it that this cuckold was kneeling in front of his hot wife snapping photos while her dominant lover was all over her? Is it that she spread her legs even further to give her husband a more un-”adulterated” view between her legs? Or that her dominant lover seems to be giving our cameraman the finger? LOL

We meet this guy (Coach Link is his name.. no joke!!! That’s what all the kids call him) about a month ago, and he is a tight, firm guy who seems to always wear sports gear (and I’ve been trying to make out his package, hoping his name was some indication of an enormous cock). I started flirting right away. I wanted a taste of him, and I was going to have to be aggressive because he was unusually professional :P.

I’ve been leisurely picking up and dropping off my kid for about 2 weeks (making sure I get a little alone time with the Coach each day) and he’s just started to soften up… but it’s taken a lot of cleavage and a lot of inappropriate touches on the leg to get anything beside a handshake and a smile out of the guy. Just yesterday I caught him looking longer than he ought to have, and I think I just may have cracked him!

Well, he’s my pet project for now. I’m not sure how much longer I can hint… Jeff’s assured me that no man can resist, and that he’s looking forward to watching Coach Link fuck me senseless.

Mmmm… Where was I? Oh, yes! Ass in the air and seducing the guy in the Meditation Pool at Harbin Hot Springs.

Jeff and I had reserved a little cabin room for ourselves (in anticipation of having company, of course!). Once I got out of the pool Jeff went ahead to the room, and I waited a couple minutes just outside of the pool in one of the tanning areas. I was on my back, keeping an eye out for this yummy man. He came out and caught my stare. His cock was flopping up and down as he made his way over to me. My mouth was watering! It had to have been a good 7 inches (and I knew there would be plenty more when I got it hard between my lips a little later). We talked for a few minutes, and I was surprised that I didn’t have to bring him up to speed much. He knew all about cuckolding, and had almost done it once before (at this very resort!), but had backed out because he wasn’t very attracted to the wife. He assured me, however, that he’d love to see his hands all over my pretty, light skin (those were his words almost exactly!).

We strapped towels around our respective waists (making sure to keep my tits out!). His semi had grown and was pushing against the towel. I could already feel the moisture of my pussy. It was already on my outer lips; they were sliding back and forth against each other a little (I love that feeling!). When we got to the room, Jeff was in the bathroom. I could hear the shower. I thought the guy (let’s call him…Tom) might want to talk with Jeff before we got started, but he was geared up.

Once I came back from the bathroom, he was already in full swing, stroking his long cock through the opening of the towel. He wasn’t circumcised, and his head was really big. He called me over to him, put his hand on my shoulder, pushed me down and told me to suck his big cock on my knees. I (eagerly!) obeyed. When Jeff finally got out, my mouth was halfway down Tom’s shaft, and 4 of Tom’s fat fingers were in my pussy. The one thing I hate about giving head is that having a dick down your throat makes it really hard to moan! And Jeff loves to hear me moan :)

Jeff’s been on a bit of an ass kick lately. So, he started playing with my ass hole a little while Tom fucked my mouth. Tom grabbed me by the shoulder again and kept his dick in my mouth while he led me onto my back on the bed. My head was hanging off and he started really going to town. I guess I was really turned on because I’ve never been able to take that much cock in my mouth all at once without gagging. He was squeezing and spanking my tits a little, telling me he couldn’t wait to get into that pussy of mine. He loved how it was all shaved and sloppy, and how it sucked on all four of his big fingers with no problem.

The fucking was AMAZING. Jeff seemed way more turned on than usual. Tom didn’t pay him much attention. He finally came an enormous load on my tits after he’d sucked and bit my nipples til they were sore as he fucked me. I’m pretty sure the whole damn resort heard me cum both times during the pounding.

Whew. What fun! :)