I lay on the bed in our spare bedroom, whilst my wife and her ex-boyfriend were next door in our marital bed. We’d just had dinner and some fun downstairs and Linda had suggested that Christian sleep with her overnight, as he was our guest and because I got to do it every night. Before I could think about it, the words, that’s fine, had spilled from my mouth. That was a few minutes ago.
Thoughts were rushing through my head. What were they up to? How did I end up in the spare room? What would happen next? So many questions. However, was I concerned, or angry at the position that I found myself in? No, not at all. In fact, I was finding it strangely erotic.
Up until quite recently, I had never even heard of the phrase cuckold, let alone experienced it and yet here I was already having gone down a new road of sexual adventure and I must admit, I wondered where it may lead to and indeed, what would happen next.
As I lay alone, I could hear the muffled conversation between Linda and Christian however, it was quite difficult, as Linda had put on the TV in the bedroom that I usually shared with her. I wondered whether this was done on purpose or not.
I knew they would both be naked, as Linda always wore nothing in bed. I wondered where Linda’s hands were and also where his hands were. Was she wanking his cock? Was he fingering her wet pussy? Was he fucking her? My cock was rock hard thinking about it and I subconsciously began playing with myself, creating a scenario in my mind’s eye as to what they were doing. It felt frustratingly arousing, not being able to see what was happening.
Whilst doing so, I reflected on some of the things that my wife had done recently, in front of me and indeed, with my permission, with her ex-boyfriend Christian and also the things that she’d said whilst doing those things with Christian or in conversation when we were alone. It became apparent to me that Linda was enjoying involving Christian in our sexual antics and at the same time, was testing me out as to whether I was also enjoying it.
So far, I must admit it had been perversely enjoyable. Since beginning to involve Christian in our sex life, I had taken the opportunity to read up about cuckoldry and began to realise that it was extremely common in relationships. The high-level comments, certainly resonated with me, as did the fact that it was common in men, who had high-powered jobs and had to make important business decisions. Cuckoldry was a way in which they could release themselves from having to make decisions, as it was the wife and their lover, who did so and took control.
I also found out that cuckoldry took many forms, from very mild to extreme, which included various forms of abuse and humiliation. I wondered how far things would go between Linda, Christian and myself. I also wondered how much both Linda and Christian knew about the fetish and indeed, whether they had discussed it amongst themselves. No doubt I would find out in the fullness of time however, to date, I had thoroughly enjoyed myself and had not felt belittled in any way shape or form.
Due to the fact that I was unable to see Linda and Christian, who were next door, in the marital bed, bizarrely, my sense of hearing became extremely acute. I noticed that I was listening out for every movement, every sound and every bit of conversation. Were they asleep or were they kissing, fondling each other or indeed fucking, I had no idea.
It must have been about half an hour after we’d all gone to bed and I don’t know whether it was the strain of listening or just the emotion of what had happened this evening, however, I found myself drifting off to sleep. It was just at this point that I realised that the TV next door had been turned off. I thought that’s it, they are also going to sleep.
However, I then heard a sound that led me to believe otherwise. It was a small, yet distinct moan from Linda. Immediately, I knew that sleep was not what they were doing. My cock immediately sprang erect as I strained to hear further noises.
I could now clearly hear Linda’s breathing quickening and more moans. She was always quite vocal and I was now pleased that this was the case. I stroked my cock and wondered what Christian was doing to her. The enjoyable pain of not knowing was almost unbearable.
I decided that there was nothing for it but to leave the guest bedroom and see if I could indeed get closer to our marital bedroom. Living in an older house, I was fully aware that the floorboards moved and were noisy, so I had to be extremely careful, so as not to make them aware of my movements. The marital bedroom was literally four feet from the guest bedroom, so the distance was not considerable.
Inch by inch, I moved closer, naked, with my cock hard and erect. I eventually got to the door frame, as I heard further movement in the bedroom, as though they were moving on the bed. The door was slightly ajar and I noticed the soft light of the bedside lights coming from it.
I slowly inched my face further and further around the doorframe, making sure that my movement was slow and steady. Eventually, through one eye, I was able to see into the bedroom. Our king-sized bed was slightly to the right of the door, with the headboard facing away. Linda was on the bed, on all fours, facing the headboard. Her knees were at the edge of the bed and there was Christian, stood at the end of the bed, his back towards me, fucking Linda doggy-style.
