Shared Wife And Cuckoldery.

My true story began when I met this shy and absolutely innocent 16 year old lass at a party where she was arranged as a date for a mate of mine. I was 17 and not a virgin and instantly I wanted her. It didn’t take much effort to pry her away from her date and after some petting and a the tiniest bit of feeling her up her magnificent tits she accepted a ride home and I had another date fixed to see her again a few days later. I was very frustrated to not being into her panties by the time of our next date but decided I’d give another go anyway. By now she’d learned what French kissing did and I’d even had her bra off to suckle on those succulent 36DDs but still couldn’t get into her knickers. I’ll not bore you with all my efforts but eventually after some heavy petting I’d got to finger her pussie. Boy did it flow but it was to take further dates before she was tentatively holding her first cock. It wasn’t many minutes after this that she had my cock up her virgin pussie and I don’t know who bled the most - her pussie or my back! She instantly loved to fuck and couldn’t get enough of me. Still she had those religious doubts that what she’d done was a sin as we should be married to ‘do it’. I genuinely fell in love with her and she with me and we planned our marriage for a couples of years ahead.

We’d just become engaged and that next date she sat me down with a serious look and spoke of a problem! Oh no I guessed she’s pregnant. Nope it wasn’t that but was more startling than even that. She said that she loved me and had to honest so asked me to listen before I responded. As I already knew she loved fucking but what she said next left so gob smacked. She went on that she wanted to date another guy from her office - for date read fuck but that she loved me and wanted to spend her life with me. It’s was only going be sex and she’d never stop loving me. If I couldn’t accept this then she understood and we’d part on mutual good terms.

Rather be raging and angry my cock had spoken for me and at full mast and steely hardness I straight away agreed. She’d already arranged her date for the following night so after a fantastic fuck I said goodnight to her and arranged for her to call me whenever her date was finished. That next night was I was so incredibly mixed up and confused I knew she’d be ducking some guy but rather than jealousy I was insanely excited. I frantically fought off my need to wank and what was just a couple of hours which seemed more like eternity though she finally rang me. Would I go pick her up from this pub we occasionally visited. I drive champion arriving only minutes later and found her sitting at the bar with guys with guys either side of her but she wasn’t interested in them and as soon she saw me led out to the car

I ravenously pulled to me and kissed my fiancé. This was no ordinary kiss though it was a flavoured kiss. A kiss tasting of cum. She smelt of cum and reeked of sex. I couldn’t wait and had to have her right then. That duck was so incredibly different. She wasn’t now just mine she was a woman (18 years young) who knew what she enjoyed and was going to enjoy absolutely. It was probably my imagination but her pussie felt different and I shot my load quickly and deeply in my sweetheart. I knew too that my cum was joining her lovers cum and the whole feeling was so incredibly hot that I knew I too was now hooked.

Over the years we both fucked others and had many foursomes with other couples.

My confession is that I absolutely love knowing, seeing and weather in sexual ecstasy and take maximum pleasure from her pleasures. She has fucked numerous other guys most of them being much older than us and my rewards are the g*fts left in and on my loving wife.

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