My name is Kevin, and I was twenty-six years old at the time the main events in this story began, in my hometown of Pittsburgh. I had been married to Lisa, who was twenty-four, for two years, having met her when she was in her senior year of college. Lisa seemed like such a sweet, outgoing, and wholesome girl when we dated, and I didn’t find out until later about her assertive libido.
I have a good job as an engineer, while Lisa worked for an insurance agency, and we socialized with two married couples, as well as my best friend from high school, Dan, who was single and had also moved back to Pittsburgh after getting his business degree. Dan is six feet and one inch tall, weighs one hundred and eighty-five pounds, and is fit and muscular. I’m five feet and nine inches tall and weigh one hundred and sixty pounds.
Dan lettered playing football and basketball in high school, while I was the more-studious type and was always on the second string of those teams. I was never able to compete physically with Dan, but we became good friends. I helped him with some of his homework assignments, and he was my ticket to sometimes being included in events with the popular kids in school.
Dan Attracts My Wife’s Attention
We invited Dan over to our home on many weekends when we weren’t going out with those two married couples, starting about a year and a half into our marriage, and it didn’t take long for me to see the attraction between Dan and my wife. They both have affable personalities, as opposed to my quiet demeanor, so there was always a lot of conversation and teasing between them. Sometimes it felt like I was the third wheel in my own home.
Lisa and I had a decent sex life, and I was able to satisfy her with my rather average, circumcised, five-inch dick, and she really liked that I always ate her out both before and after we fucked. And not too long after Dan started spending time with us, Lisa would tease me about eating my own cum out of her and started implying that I might like to eat other men’s cum from her pussy.
I had never been the jealous type when we were out with others and men paid attention to Lisa, which happened a lot, since she is well built, and looks amazingly like the actress, Amy Adams, with strawberry blonde hair and blue eyes, but with bigger, 34D breasts. Dan didn’t even try to hide his attraction to my wife, but at first, I didn’t read too much into it.
It wasn’t long after Dan became a part of our lives that Lisa started getting kinkier in bed. She continued implying that I might like to eat other men’s cum since I was eating my own out of her, and then she started talking about us having a cuckold relationship.
She’d say things like, “My friend, Katie, told me that her husband likes to watch her with other men, and he even gets into it and participates by cleaning her pussy afterwards with his mouth. That’s not too much different than you eating your own cum after we fuck.”
One night after we had sex and I ate her out, we were cuddling and she asked, “Tell me the truth, Kevin, have you ever fantasized about me fucking other men while you watched?”
I honestly had never had those fantasies, but I didn’t want to totally shut down the conversation. So, I replied, “Well, honey, I do feel a sense of pride that you’re so hot and other men gawk at you, but I’ve never thought about you being with them. Why are you bringing this up?”
She answered, “Well, you don’t seem to mind when Kevin and I spend so much time together when he comes over, and sometimes it almost seems like we’re on a date. I can’t help thinking about what it would be like for us to at least fantasize about inviting him into our bed. Would you happen to know how well-hung he is?”
I asked, “Why would you ask that?”
Lisa answered, “Well, sometimes when Dan and I are talking, when you aren’t nearby, he likes to brag about how he pleases the ladies with his big cock. I just wondered if you’ve ever seen his cock.”
That kind of sexually explicit conversation was turning me on for some reason, and I was starting to see that Lisa was more than a little interested in my best friend. I had seen him in the showers many times in high school and know that he is better-hung than me.
So, I answered, “Yeah, well, I’ve only seen his soft cock in the showers, and it looked to be uncircumcised, thick, and maybe a little over six inches long. He also has a low-hanging set of egg-sized balls. I guess if I was a woman, I would think that he does have an impressive package. And I have to admit that I probably watched him more than I should have in the showers.”
She laughed and said, “Damn, honey, his soft cock is bigger than yours is when hard, and I can only guess how big his is when hard. It would make me so happy if we could at least fantasize about him fucking me, and you participating. Maybe you could pick up a big dildo that we could use in our play?”
The fact that she said, ‘at least fantasize about him fucking me’, told me that she was already planning on really fucking him, and just wanted to ease me into the idea of it by fantasizing about it. At that point, I wasn’t that much into the idea of being cuckolded, but I agreed to play her game, just to keep her happy.
Role-Playing about Dan in Our Fantasies
I stopped at an adult bookstore on the way home from work the next day, and bought an eight-inch-long, ultraskyn dildo, that is made to look like an uncircumcised penis. It’s so thick that my fingers barely touched around it, and the material is so realistic that it felt like I was holding a real cock. It kind of creeped me out and made me feel like a sissy at first, since it was almost like I was holding another man’s meat.
Lisa was excited by the dildo, especially when I said, “I don’t know for sure, honey, but I’m guessing that this thing is probably about the size of Dan’s cock when it gets hard.”
We went to bed early and role-played with the dildo that night, and Lisa got things started as I got on top to fuck her. She kissed me and said, “Come on and fuck me with your big cock, Dan. Kevin’s not nearly as hung as you are, and he wants to watch you fuck me.”
Playing that way got me more turned on than I could have imagined, and I fucked her while saying, “Oh shit yeah, I’ve wanted to fuck your sweet, married pussy ever since I met you. You’ll love being bred by me, and then Kevin can eat my cum out of you.”
I ejaculated in only two minutes, and then she got on top of me in a sixty-nine. I hand-fucked her hard and fast with that big dildo, as my cum oozed out around it, and I said, “Oh fuck yeah, your pussy is so tight and sweet, and is sucking the cum right out of me. I can hardly wait to see your cunt-sucking hubby eating my cock cream.”
Lisa didn’t have an orgasm when I was fucking her with my dick, but she had two orgasms as I fucked her with the dildo. I finally pulled it out of her and began feasting on my own cum, as she said, “That’s it, Kevin, suck my fucking pussy and eat all of Dan’s thick cum. His cock is so much longer and thicker than your pitiful dick, and he gives me more pleasure than you ever could.”
I ate her out for longer than usual that night, and afterwards, when we were cuddling under the sheets, Lisa said, “Damn, Kevin, that was amazing, and I was surprised how much you got into it. It felt so real to me, almost like Dan fucked me, and you actually ate his cum.”
We were fucking and fantasizing every night after that for the next two weeks, and then Lisa upped the game a little. She said, “My friend, Katie, told me recently that her husband has begun sucking the cocks of her lovers, both before and after they fuck her, and he even sucks them off at other times when she’s on the rag or just doesn’t feel like fucking. I want you to suck the dildo after you fuck me with it tonight, just to see if it’s as big a turn for you as the rest of this has been.”
After I fucked her with the dildo that night, and cleaned my cum from her pussy, she laid back on the bed and held the dildo, like it was sticking out of her crotch, and said, “Come on, Kevin, and suck my cock to show your appreciation for giving your wife such a great fuck. Suck it, man, and show Lisa what a sissy fucking cock sucker you are.”
It felt so strange moving up to suck that dildo, as she held it in place with one hand, and held my head with the other. She even began thrusting it in my mouth for effect, and I was surprised by how much that turned me on, even though it was my wife fucking my face with a dildo.
I sucked that thing for what seemed like five minutes, taking as much of it as I could into my mouth and throat, until she said, “Fuck yeah, cock sucker, what a sweet mouth. Swallow my slimy fucking cum. I wish I had known about you having a taste for cock and cum back in high school.”
I’m a little embarrassed to say that I was so turned on sucking that dildo, and imagining from Lisa’s comments that it really was Dan’s cock cumming in my mouth, that I ejaculated on the sheets, just as she said that he was cumming. I had never had any homosexual feelings like that in my life and was surprised how arousing it was.
Lisa taunted me afterwards, saying, “Wow, honey, you really got into sucking that dildo, especially after I talked to you like I was Dan. I think you might be ready for us to invite Dan into our bed for real. I know that I’m ready for him to fuck me.”
I was so aroused at that moment, that I said, “Okay, Lisa, you know that I agreed to do this fantasy shit just to make you happy, but I have to admit that it’s a big turn-on for me too. Let’s have Dan over on Friday night, and when he starts flirting with you and bragging about his cock, like he always does, you can say something about him proving it. We can play it by ear to see how it all unfolds, and it’ll be fun to see how he reacts to me when you’re receptive to him.”
My Wife Cuckolds Me for the First Time
Dan came over on Friday night, and when we were all buzzed after having a few beers, Lisa teased him, saying, “You’re always talking about what a great lover you are, Dan, but if you’re so great, why haven’t you attracted a woman to be married to now? Have you just been bragging about what you’ve got swinging between your legs, without the meat to back it up?”
He looked over at me, before saying, “You can ask Kevin if you don’t believe me. He used to look at me enough in the showers, and he knows that I was fucking several of the hottest bitches in our class. And anyway, how the fuck did he attract you? I’ve seen him in the showers too, and know that he couldn’t have attracted you, if dick size is the only criteria.”
He paused for a few seconds, and said, “Shit, Lisa, I’m just fucked up enough from those beers, that I’d be happy to show you. But if I do whip it out, then you at least have to stroke it for me to get it hard.”
I played along, saying, “That’s bullshit, Dan. You don’t have the balls to whip your cock out right here in front of Lisa.”
Dan didn’t hesitate to stand up, unfasten his pants, and then push his shoes, pants, and underwear off. He then smiled as he sat down, with his soft cock laying across his thigh, and his big balls hanging on the couch.
Then he said, “My fucking balls are a lot bigger than yours, Kevin, and now Lisa can come over here and stroke me to hardness.”
No one spoke for a few seconds, and Lisa scooted over on the couch next to Dan, taking his soft cock in her hand, which looked so small on his thick meat. She began stroking his cock, and it quickly hardened to a little over eight inches long.
Her fingers didn’t touch around it, and she said, “Holy fucking shit, I have to apologize, Dan. This is an impressive piece of meat, and I’ve never seen a foreskin before.”
She continued stroking his precum-oozing cock, and when he saw that I was smiling and wasn’t going to try to intervene, he placed one hand behind her head, and began pulling her down to suck him, as he said, “Damn, Lisa, I never thought I’d get you to do this, and now you might as well have a taste, while I get a feel of these big titties of yours.”
Lisa leaned down to suck his cock while still stroking it with one hand and fondling his balls with the other. He reached around and began rubbing her braless breasts over her tight t-shirt, as he looked at me, and said, “Damn, buddy, your beautiful wife is sucking my cock, I’m rubbing her tits, and you’re just sitting there with a dumb look on your face. I’m getting the feeling that you want to watch me fuck her for you. You’d better speak up now, or I’m going to wear her married pussy out with my big cock.”
I didn’t say anything, and Dan pushed her off his cock, before standing up and pulling Lisa to her feet, and then leading them to our bedroom. I followed as they stripped off their clothes and pulled back the covers on the bed. He laid next to her and they kissed, a deep, passionate, tongue-probing kiss, as he fondled her big breasts, and she reached down to stroke his cock.
Then he sucked her breasts as he rolled on top of her, before saying, “I’ve wanted to suck these big hooters of yours and fuck you since the first time we met. I don’t know what’s going on with you two in your marriage, but I’m sure going to enjoy fucking you.”
Before he could impale Lisa, she said, “I got Kevin interested in role-playing, and we’ve been fantasizing about this for weeks now. I want him to be able to experience his fantasy too, so I want him under me in a sixty-nine, while you fuck me. You’ll understand the depths of his perversions after you fuck me.”
I got into place under Lisa, and was mesmerized as Dan moved in over me, and pressed his huge cock into my wife. I smelled the aroma of both of their musky crotches, and his big, hairy balls were dragging across my head and face as he began fucking her. I watched inch after inch of his big cock disappear in her pussy, as she moaned and pushed back against his thick phallus.
He fucked her slow and deep and it was such an arousing feeling seeing her wetness on my best friend’s cock, as I tried to suck her clit, and his cock slid across my face. I was a little desensitized to having his cock and balls in my face, after having sucked that dildo in our roleplay, and I was even licking and sucking his balls as he fucked her.
Dan lasted longer than I thought he would, given the excitement of fucking Lisa for the first time, but he finally buried his cock in her pussy, as his balls pulled up, and his cock and perineum were throbbing as he ejaculated in the depths of my her pussy. He stayed in her, slowly stroking with his deflated cock, as some of his cum oozed out and dripped on my face.
He pulled out of her, and Lisa said, “Watch this, Dan. He’s always eaten his own cum out of me, and now he has yours to feast on.”
Dan watched as I covered her cum-smeared, oozing pussy with my mouth, and I began sucking his tasty cum out of her. He said, “Damn, buddy, now that is some nasty shit. I just bred your beautiful wife, and now your feasting on my cock cream.”
I sucked her pussy and inner thighs clean, and as I pulled back, Lisa said, “Come on, honey, now you have to clean Dan’s cock, to thank him for the three orgasms he gave me. Go on, sweetie, just pretend his cock is that big dildo you’ve been sucking on.”
Dan was leaning partially on his side on his elbow, and I moved down to take his slimy cock in my mouth. As realistic as that ultraskyn dildo is, it didn’t prepare me for the texture and taste of his soft cock and foreskin, that was still wet with their combined fuck slop.
I sucked his cock, going up and down on his hardening shaft, as Dan taunted me, saying, “It looks like our friends and I missed a chance to use that cunt mouth of yours in high school. Damn, buddy, you’re doing a great job sucking my meat, but you better back off a little and work on my balls, before I cum in your cunt mouth.”
They both watched as I sucked first one and then the other of his big balls into my mouth and swallowed the remnants of his cum that oozed down there. I was enjoying sucking his testicles, and the new feelings of submissiveness I was experiencing, after having watched my wife being fucked by my best friend, and then obediently eating his cum and cleaning his cock and balls.
We relaxed and had some more beer and snacks after he fucked her the first time, and then we did it all again. When Dan finally left, I sensed that Lisa had lost some respect for me. It wasn’t anything she said, at least not yet, so much as the way she looked at me.
The End of My Marriage
Dan came to our home at least four nights a week after the first time, and on most weekends. Lisa loved not only fucking him, but also kissing and having her breasts sucked. They were developing an emotional attachment, and I was being used largely as their clean up man. And over a period of several weeks, I had started sucking him off when Lisa was on the rag, or even at times when he desired, or she just wanted to watch me do it.
Her lack of respect and loss of our previous strong emotional bond was becoming more evident over those weeks, and one night it all came to a head. We hadn’t fucked in weeks, and one-night Lisa and I were in bed together after Dan had gone home. She was on the rag, and I had just sucked Dan off twice over the course of the evening, while they kissed, and he sucked her breasts. And when I wasn’t sucking his cock, he had me down there sucking his balls and perineum.
Dan also convinced me to let him sit on my face that night, and they both laughed as he slid forward, and I rimmed his ass. He started out on my face as a joke, but when I didn’t struggle to move away, and he felt me sucking his asshole, I think that was the final straw for Lisa.
He left, and Lisa said, “I really feel bad now, Kevin, that I encouraged you to first suck that dildo, and then Dan’s cock. I know it’s partially my fault, but you’ve become such an eager cock sucker for Dan, then you started sucking his balls, and now tonight you’ve sucked his ass. This has all gotten a little too weird for me, and I just don’t respect you as a man or my husband any longer. And besides, Dan and I have become very close, and I want him in my life full time. What I’m saying, Kevin, is that I want a divorce.”
I was devastated at losing Lisa, and I only had myself to blame for beginning that role-playing with her. My only solace is that remembering the way she was so attracted to Dan, it might have ended the same way even if she had to cheat on me with him, if I hadn’t agreed to our role-playing. I was just happy that we hadn’t had any children who would have been affected by our divorce.
So, there I was at only twenty-six years old, having lost the love of my life, and wondering if I could ever love or be loved again. I knew that I wasn’t gay, since I had no emotional attraction to Dan, but I had discovered something about myself, as clearly being bisexual, in a way that I would never have anticipated only a few months earlier.
I struggled for several weeks with not only the loss of Lisa from my life, but also the loss of my best friend. I liked to think that I was strong enough to handle my sadness, but finally realized that I needed professional help.
Joining the Divorced Men’s Support Group and Baring My Soul
A coworker who knew how distraught I was recommended a psychologist who had helped him after his divorce. I went to my first appointment with Gretchen, who I call Doc when I address her face-to-face, and was so impressed by her soothing and supportive approach, that I continued meeting with her weekly for the next two months.
She’s a beautiful, sophisticated, middle-aged woman, looking a lot like the actress, Helen Mirren, in her forties, except with melon-sized breasts, and I was attracted to her more than I should have been.
Gretchen’s practice specializes in helping men going through divorces and the aftermaths, and I revealed in our sessions everything that had happened. She wasn’t judgmental and didn’t show the least bit of shock as I gave her the details of my perversions and journey into becoming bisexual. It was as if she had heard it all before, and much more from other men over the years.
Although I felt like I was doing a lot better after two months, she suggested that I attend her Wednesday night divorced men’s support group, so I could associate with and draw strength from men who were going through the same thing I was.
There were six other men and Gretchen at the first meeting I attended, and the other men looked to be in their forties and fifties. I didn’t realize at first that we were expected to tell our stories to the group, kind of like those twelve-step programs for substance abuse, and I listened intently as they poured out their hearts.
Three of the men spoke that night, and thankfully they didn’t get to me. I was apprehensive about sharing my story with six total strangers. Being able to listen to them made me feel more relaxed about the next week, when I would be called on to share.
Greg, who was forty-five years old and a burly electrician, told the story of how his younger wife of twenty years had cheated on him and was impregnated by her boss. Even though he was the one who initiated the divorce, it was still devastating to him and he missed her, both physically and emotionally. He even talked about how much he missed having sex, but he was still too upset to even think about dating other women.
Then there was Matt, a handsome, forty-nine-year-old attorney whose wife of twenty-two years left him for a tennis pro at their exclusive country club. He also talked about missing sex with her but wasn’t ready to get into the dating scene. The one time he did go out, a gay guy tried to pick him up, and that upset him.
Finally, Doug spoke that first night, and he was a fifty-two-year-old business owner, whose wife lost interest in sex and him. She divorced him to go live with her older brother, who was also divorced. He discussed how she had gone cold on him sexually two years earlier. He lacked the self-confidence to date other women, but admitted to being horny all the time, which he relieved by watching porn and masturbating.
I was surprised at how candid they were about their issues, and I guessed they had told their stories many times at those meetings. I was also struck by how freely they admitted to being horny and wondered why they couldn’t get out there and find women to be with.
Next week’s meeting came sooner than I liked, and when Gretchen asked me to tell my story, I asked, as the other men looked on, “Well, uh, Gretchen, are you sure that you want me to tell my whole story, with all the sordid details?”
She smiled at my discomfort, and replied, “Of course, Kevin, you heard Greg, Matt, and Doug tell their stories last week, and the whole point of this group is to share your experiences and offer each other support.”
It was difficult to get started, but I finally found the courage to tell my story, in the same detail as described above, starting from when Lisa first suggested that I might want to be cuckolded, since I liked eating my own cum out of her pussy, through our fantasy role-play, and ending that night when I rimmed Dan.
I couldn’t help noticing that all the other men were openly rubbing their crotches, starting when I got to the parts about sucking that dildo after fucking Lisa with it, and especially when I described sucking Dan’s cock. I wasn’t sure what the ground rules were, but Gretchen was smiling as she watched the men rubbing themselves.
After I finished, Gretchen said, “Thanks for sharing your story, Kevin, and I know it wasn’t easy for you. We’ve never had a situation quite like yours in this group, and I thought it was important for the other men to hear it. We don’t normally encourage questions in groups like this, but I couldn’t help but notice a lot of interest in your story. If you’d be willing to answer a few questions, I think the men would be grateful.”
I agreed to answer their questions, and Doug said, “I have to admit that I’ve considered letting a man suck my cock, since that would avoid the stressful dating scene with women. But I’ve always been afraid to get involved with a man who might be gay, and hadn’t even considered a bisexual man. I’m just curious how a normal, married man like you could have so easily been convinced by your ex-wife and then gotten the urge to suck your best friend’s cock?”
My face was red with embarrassment, as I answered, “I don’t know if I understand it that well, Doug. I started out just wanting to do anything I could to please my wife, and she convinced me that I probably wanted to be cuckolded since I was eating her out after we fucked anyway. Then, when I started fucking her with that dildo, and imagining it was my friend fucking her, a change started coming over me. I wanted to see her being fucked by my friend, and the whole cock sucking thing didn’t seem like such a big deal.”
Then Greg said, “I must be honest and tell you that I’ve always been creeped out by cock suckers, but your story gives a different, less distasteful view of it. How much of your willingness to suck your best friend’s cock was because he was your friend and your wife wanted it, as opposed to maybe an inborn sexual hunger that had laid dormant up until then? In other words, since you’ve been away from your wife and friend for a while, do you still have an urge to suck cocks?”