Longman59 My wife wanted a family but my sperm count was too low. So we agreed that she could cuckold me with out protection. She opened up so her partners could cum extra deep in her. I was also allowed to watch the creation of our little family.
Dadwasfirst @longman59 how did you feel watching him dig out your wife’s cunt? Did your Rick jump when you heard the guttural sound of another man releasing inside her pussy?
Longman59 @Dadwasfirst Pretty emasculated, I'm not the most athletic build, but as you can imagine some of the guys that get the top choices on the hook up apps look after themselves.
Longman59 I could see that there was an instant attraction between them as we met in the hotel bar. In the bedroom I sat in the 'Cuck Chair' and left them to it.
Longman59 They basically carried on as if I wasn't there. Seeing my wife stripped by another man and watching her reach in to his trousers to feel his dick was difficult to process.
Longman59 Witnessing your wife on her knees with the cock of a more traditionally masculine man in her mouth is surreal, in that she hadn't done that to me in years and it didn't seem like full cheating per se.
Longman59 The moment he first stuck it in her was more impactful, it seemed like a line had now been crossed, the little gasp/moan she made was exquisite as he slowly entered her.
Longman59 There wasn't much changing of positions like you see in porn, it was just very passionate missionary. My dick was diamonds throughout, but as this was a special event I didn't feel it was proper to do anything with it.
Longman59 Its difficult to describe the ambivalent feeling of seeing the one you love with all your heart like this. You have deep shame that you cant be the one to give her this pleasure, however you feel a sort of happiness for her.
Longman59 Every moan of pleasure is a punch in the gut which releases euphoric butterflies of pleasure.
Longman59 As for the moment of conception he increased his his speed and she gripped on tight with her legs. In his moment of release he did emit an absolutely guttural sound.
Longman59 My wife pulled him in close with her legs, I feel sure she gasped with as much surprise as pleasure. I knew it was done.
Longman59 Hearing him release like that made me feel small, useless. Like when I was back in University without a partner but had to hear all my other flat mates going at it.
Longman59 My dick was ready, weeping precum but thankfully premature ejaculation has never really been an issue for me.
Longman59 They stayed in the position for what seemed an age, staring into each others eyes, panting, thick with sweat. Eventually they collapsed into a post-coital cuddle.
Longman59 I left the room after that and went back down to the bar hiding my erection as best I could. I waited for about an hour, she then messaged me the signal to go home without her, which we considered a possibility.
Longman59 When I arrived home I jerked off and came the most I had in a long while. The next morning I picked her up from the hotel after breakfast.
Longman59 She was vibrant, almost is if she had a glowing aura around, the guy had left a little earlier. We drove back talking about mundane things as if the evening hadn't happened.
Longman59 I do have a raw desire to hear what else happened that evening but I just can't bring myself to ask.
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My wife wanted a family but my sperm count was too low. So we agreed that she could cuckold me with out protection. She opened up so her partners could cum extra deep in her. I was also allowed to watch the creation of our little family.
@longman59 how did you feel watching him dig out your wife’s cunt? Did your Rick jump when you heard the guttural sound of another man releasing inside her pussy?
@Dadwasfirst Pretty emasculated, I'm not the most athletic build, but as you can imagine some of the guys that get the top choices on the hook up apps look after themselves.
I could see that there was an instant attraction between them as we met in the hotel bar. In the bedroom I sat in the 'Cuck Chair' and left them to it.
They basically carried on as if I wasn't there. Seeing my wife stripped by another man and watching her reach in to his trousers to feel his dick was difficult to process.
Witnessing your wife on her knees with the cock of a more traditionally masculine man in her mouth is surreal, in that she hadn't done that to me in years and it didn't seem like full cheating per se.
The moment he first stuck it in her was more impactful, it seemed like a line had now been crossed, the little gasp/moan she made was exquisite as he slowly entered her.
There wasn't much changing of positions like you see in porn, it was just very passionate missionary. My dick was diamonds throughout, but as this was a special event I didn't feel it was proper to do anything with it.
Its difficult to describe the ambivalent feeling of seeing the one you love with all your heart like this. You have deep shame that you cant be the one to give her this pleasure, however you feel a sort of happiness for her.
Every moan of pleasure is a punch in the gut which releases euphoric butterflies of pleasure.
As for the moment of conception he increased his his speed and she gripped on tight with her legs. In his moment of release he did emit an absolutely guttural sound.
My wife pulled him in close with her legs, I feel sure she gasped with as much surprise as pleasure. I knew it was done.
Hearing him release like that made me feel small, useless. Like when I was back in University without a partner but had to hear all my other flat mates going at it.
My dick was ready, weeping precum but thankfully premature ejaculation has never really been an issue for me.
They stayed in the position for what seemed an age, staring into each others eyes, panting, thick with sweat. Eventually they collapsed into a post-coital cuddle.
I left the room after that and went back down to the bar hiding my erection as best I could. I waited for about an hour, she then messaged me the signal to go home without her, which we considered a possibility.
When I arrived home I jerked off and came the most I had in a long while. The next morning I picked her up from the hotel after breakfast.
She was vibrant, almost is if she had a glowing aura around, the guy had left a little earlier. We drove back talking about mundane things as if the evening hadn't happened.
I do have a raw desire to hear what else happened that evening but I just can't bring myself to ask.