at the exact moment that I saw his cock hanging there limp between his legs, I felt so hurt inside, I felt so letdown, I felt that he did not love me anymore like he once did, I felt like what had been happening for the last few months was all he desired, I felt as if he only wanted me after another man had used me sexually!

he rolled over on his back after again apologizing to me, I laid there speechless with no reply with many thoughts going thru my head. my main thought was that he did not love me anymore, as I lay there in thought with uninterrupted silence between us, it hit me that I was the one that ask him to open up and share with me, had it not been for me asking him this, he probably would have never told me this and would have kept his fantasy in his mind only. I began to think about how inside in my heart, I had never had any intention or desire to actually make this happen for real for him, I kept on telling him every time he would ask me to seriously do it that it might happen one day for him and that along with me going along with it and role playing and saying all the dirty things I had said to him, had actually changed him.

he turned off the lamp and we went to sleep without even saying goodnight or having our nightly kiss.
it was the first night I fell asleep without a kiss from him since we were married!

the next day, it was like nothing had happened between us, the normalcy of the day led us to normal conversation and him leaving for work, I was off that day so I poured me another cup of coffee and sat down at the table and pondered my thoughts.

I could not help but blame myself for this, I brought this out in him, I edged him on about it over and over and over again, saying all the dirty things he expected and wanted me to say, telling him over and over how I need bigger cocks for my pussy, how I need a man to fuck me and empty his balls in me so I can go home and feed it to my husband and make him eat my used pussy.

this had been going on for months now, I could not help but think that I had re programmed the section of his brain that controlled his sexuality and his desires! I mean, just a few months ago this very same man who was a very masculine and strong man, who actually had a decent cock, not the biggest I have ever had but he was nice and would fuck me stupid sometimes, this very same man now cant stay hard to make love to me anymore, but if I initiate sex with him with the pretense that I have been out somewhere fucking another man, this same man will ravage me, and eat my pussy far better and far longer and will fuck me like a jackhammer????

my laptop was on the table so I slid it in front of me and turned it on and stared at the google screen wondering what it was that I needed to search to try to understand what was happening and to see if it would shed any light on what was happening between us sexually.

suddenly the words "sloppy seconds" jumped in my mind and I typed it in the box, I took a deep breath, I pushed enter!

the result was instantaneous, my screen filled with links to all kinds of websites that were about sloppy seconds, I saw links that said things like: fucking sloppy seconds, why men want their wives to give them sloppy seconds, etc… as I scrolled my eyes down the page, they froze on a link that said "men who love to eat sloppy seconds", I clicked on it and it opened this page but not what I had expected, I expected a website that was pictures of men eating sloppy seconds but turns out that is was a web page that described and explained this exact subject, it was like reading a book on the subject, it started at the very beginning to explain how it was normally the man that brings this up in a marriage or relationship, normally a lengthy relationship that the couple considers themselves to be very comfortable and trusting and open in their relationship, it went on and on and on..

I sat there and my eyes were glued to the screen, I read this entire web page, over and over I read it, it was like everything that I had experienced and pretty much in the correct order of the last few months of my sexual life with my husband

I could not believe it, from his initial confession to me of his fantasy, until where we were right then was pretty much spot on with everything I read. I learned that psychologically, where my husband was at, was pretty much all my fault for leading him on about it like I had been doing and should have never took it that far.

I read how some couples, the wife, would actually do it just to try to get it to stop by letting him get it out of his system and letting him know that it was a one time only thing for fantasy purposes only and will never happen again.

I also read about women that thought that it was the greatest gift that their husbands or significant others could have given them to be able to have a different cock than his. I read about women who looked at it as their way to have some sexual fun and to actually have their partners permission to do so, I mean wow!

one woman described it as saying that she was very reluctant at first and that it took her a while to give in but when she did, she realized that she could go out with other men and have sex with them and never have to worry about divorce over cheating, hiding the fact, and not to mention that she could use it to her advantage to let herself go when she is with someone other than her husband and enjoy being with a man that is full of lust and desire for her and the feeling of something different thrusting its way inside her and making her cum, sometimes she cums better with another man than she does with her husband.

she went on about how for almost a year she had enabled her husband by pretty much doing what I had done, she described how her husband started getting to the point where he would go limp or could not even get hard at all unless she brought up the subject or acted out his dirty little fantasy for him.

I continued all day long sitting right there in front of my computer and looked at website after website and looked at pictures that I would never look at before that day, I had never even looked up any kind of porn since the internet came into existence. the more and more I read, the more and more I understood, I read about the term "cuckoldry" and what it was and all the different variations of it, before that day, I had never even heard of that word!!

some of it turned me on immensely, some of it I found to not be in my taste, I began to wonder what my husband must be thinking so I looked at the different variations of cuckoldry and tried to determine which variation my husband wanted so badly..

as I read thru all the different variations, I learned more and more about why it is that some men have a secret hidden desire to share their wives with other men, some never bring it up in life, some have tried and failed, some have tried and divorced, some have tried it and live it everyday.

my brain had been so overloaded by reading everything I had been reading and looking at all day. I got up to go to the restroom and went and stretched out on my bed to take a nap.

as I lay there in my bed trying to wrap my mind around all of this and how I truly felt about it, out of the clear blue a name popped in my head!! it was the name of my friend that I used to fuck once a week or so, I began to think about him, this took my mind to a very memorable fuck that he and I once shared and I got lost in my own little fantasy for a few minutes and slid my hand in my panties and felt my wet pussy and I began to masturbate imagining me at this mans house, in his bed where I had been many times, and how when I would get home from seeing him my panties would be soaking wet and I was literally full of his cum, sometimes the next day I would still feel his cum ooze out of me.

I had a very nice leg shaking orgasm and then came back to reality and drifted off to sleep. that evening after dinner and again normal conversation, we went to bed, talked about our day, we kissed and we went to sleep.

the next day I decided I was going to confront my husband that night when we went to bed and that I was going to tell him that if this is truly what he wants, for me to fuck another man or men for him then come home just like he wants me to so I can sit on his face and feed him his cum then he only has two answers,
yes, or no.

if he says no, then it stops right here, right now and it will never be brought up again, if he tries to bring it up again ever he will be completely ignored as if he never told me about it in the first place and we will work on learning how to make love again like we used to do.

if he says yes, then I am going to call his bluff and pickup my phone off of the nightstand and let him watch as I text my friend and ask him if he would like to get together for a fuck!

that night before bed I put on his favorite piece of my lingerie, it is pink but very sheer and shows my breasts very nicely, it has a tiny pink thong, also sheer, trust me when I say it is a very sexy and revealing piece of lingerie.

I walked out into the bedroom and I saw his eyes focus on me, especially my breasts that were so erotically exposed to him. I walked over to the bed and sit down beside him on the edge of the bed. I told him I had a question for him and before he answered my question he had better make sure of his answer and explained what would happen if he said no, and if his answer was yes, he had to do exactly what I want without questioning me in any way and I would do it for him as long as I was always the one calling the shots!

he looked at me with minimal hesitation and simply replied, "yes"!

I got up, I walked over to my side of the bed, I got in bed leaned back on my pillow beside him, I reached over and got my phone off of my night stand and pulled up my contacts and told my husband to watch me that I wanted to show him something.

I scrolled down thru my contacts until I got to my friends name, we will call him Michael, I asked my husband if he saw that name on my phone and he said yes, I then opened up to my husband and began to briefly tell my husband who this man was and how he was someone that I have fucked in the past and was the last man to fuck me before I had married him.

I was pretty vague other than that, no details, no nothing about how much I had love being fucked by this man or his cock that was bigger than my husband or how Michael always flooded my pussy with his cum.
I simply opened a new text addressed to Michael and proceeded to type him a message while my husband watched me.

my husband started to say something and I shushed him, reminding him that he was not allowed any questions period. he sat there silent as I began to type.

"hey sexy" long time no talk, lol..
I know this might sound crazy, I
mean, I know you know I got
married and I still am, but I am
already bored with my husband.

I was wondering by some slim
chance if you are still single,
it does not really matter to me
if you are, I want you to fuck
me Michael, I need you to fuck
me! if you are married and do
not want to do so I will
understand, otherwise if you
get this message, please respond
accordingly.

I looked my husband in the eye and I touched the send button. my husband was staring at me with a look on his face of disbelief and shock and within a minute my phone chirped with a text. it was from Michael. I held my phone where I knew my husband could see it and opened the text.

OMG! what a surprise
to hear from you!
uh, no I am not married
and HELL YES I would
love the chance to fuck
you again!! my cock just
got rock hard responding
to you!

I simply replied, " I will
be in touch"

his response was

"great"

I rolled over and got on top of my husband, I stared down in his eyes and I said, " tell me something honey, what does it feel like to know that another man is soon going to be fucking your wife, what does it feel like that you watched me tell another man I wanted him to fuck me, what does it feel like to know that any day now when I walk in our front door that I might have been out sharing my pussy with someone else?"

he tried to say something but all he could do was stutter, I felt his cock getting hard against my panties and I again as so many times in the past few months began to tease my husband about another man, but this time he knew in his mind it was going to happen, he did not know when or where but he knew and he watched me ask another man to fuck me and I had every intention of letting Michael fuck my brains out and pump my pussy full of his cum to come home and shove my husbands face in it and make him lick me clean!

I started to tell my husband about the last time Michael fucked me, I spared no details, I was very, very explicit in my description of how Michael had fucked me the last time we were together before I got married to him.. his breathing got rampant, I told him to imagine the best time that he had ever fucked me and to know that it was not even close to how good Michael fucks me. I began to stroke his rock hard cock, as I was telling him this, his eyes were closed, he was breathing hard and had a nervous twitch going on, he was like being in a trance he was so lost in his fantasy.

I got on top of him and slid my pussy all the way down on his cock and started to ride him being very vocal about how that was how I was going to ride Michaels cock until Michael squirted my pussy full of his cum.
it did not take but a minute or two of this and he exploded and I milked his cock with my pussy, I moved up to his face and this time I demanded that he eat Michaels cum and lick my pussy clean. he ate my pussy with an almost rage driven desire, wrapping his strong arms around my ass and holding me tightly to his face as I felt his tongue in my pussy and on my clit, I had an earthquake of an orgasm and when it was over I looked at my husband and told him that the next time he ate my pussy that it would not be his cum in my pussy, it would be Michaels cum and he had better eat it just like he did tonight!

I was off the next day and did not even get out of bed when my husband got up to go to work. I got up later and fixed me some coffee and sat down at the table and turned my computer on and opened up my email to check on work stuff and my instant messaging chimed and blinked on the screen that I had a message, it was from Michael.. I opened it up and it said., "I just want to make sure that what you asked me last night was asked in your correct frame of mind, no alcohol or any other influence as to why you asked me what you asked me. please re assure me that it is genuine and we can proceed, I just do not wish to cause any problems in your marriage."

I answered him to re assure him that I did ask him to fuck me, I told him the truth, well, my version of it anyway. I told him that my husband had a small cock and that it could not compare to his, I told him that my husband was mostly a love maker, not a fuck machine like he was, I told him that I actually missed how he used to fuck me senseless and I have just gotten so bored with sex with my husband that I needed something more, I told him I love my husband and do not wish to leave him, I just need better sex sometimes, I need a man to fuck me like he did, I told him I needed him.. I told him not to worry, that there would be no drama, I told him I would never reveal him to anyone and that I just needed him to fuck me again please for old times sake..

he told me that he would text me that evening if I wanted to come over. I told him it would have to be at a certain time, a time that I knew my husband would be home when I got home, and I sent him the message and went about planning my day.