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"By the way Bruce thanks for the advice "And finally, the guy she meets sent a wonderful, personal introduction on here. His photos were stylish and not of his cock. That’s what it takes to stand out from the crowd. Not ‘How’s you?’"" No problem. I try not to be negative but I don’t understand why blokes expect a response to a 3 word message. Or tell us they’re free today. There aren’t any photos of Kate on here but blokes still message to tell me how much they want to fill her full of their cum. I know it must be frustrating on here as a single guy but the personal touch really means a lot. | |||
"My wife and I are writing about the 5 years since wed joined Fab. Please let us have your comments so we know whether to continue or not. Thank you. Introduction Bruce I am a cuckold. For the last five years my wife has been meeting another man for sex. And I love every second of it. Even when she is not with him knowing she wants to be gets me hard. Knowing how much she has enjoyed sex with him gets me hard. Seeing and hearing them having sex is my ultimate fantasy fulfilled. What follows is the story of how a married couple, both in their sixties, came to enjoy the thrill and fulfillment of wife sharing. Kate I was 38 when my first marriage ended. All I had known since I was 16 was one man. Friends told me that would soon change. Men would be queuing up to get me into bed I was told. Some warned me not to be surprised if the husbands of close friends came knocking on my door. The thought of all that sex with lots of men gave me a thrill that I found surprising. But it never happened. Bruce It is not normal to want your wife to enjoy being taken to bed by another man. Yet there are many men who are driven by that perverse desire. And there are many more still who are cuckold wannabes. Men who fantasise about their wives with another man between their legs. Men who would do anything to turn fantasy into reality. I was once one of those men. This is my account of turning fantasy into reality. I hope you enjoy it. Kate When Bruce first told me he wanted me to have sex with another guy I was shocked and surprised. How could someone who loves me want me to sleep with someone else? Making the transition from faithful wife to being the wanton plaything of another man took years. Being married to Bruce didn’t tie me down. It set me free. This is my story of how I became the naughty tart who lets her lover cum inside her then lays back on the bed and opens her legs so her husband can enjoy sloppy seconds. " Mmm.... ![]() | |||
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"Fabulous story does it end there though " Thank you. We’re just getting to the good part. Plenty more yet. | |||
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"Love this, I was with a couple for 8 years they were amazing " Sounds like another thread to hear all about it ![]() | |||
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"amazing! would love this for my wife she sounds like Kate but with much less experience, she has only had one cock. so wish I could persuade her to do this." I know I have the same problem with my beautiful wife., if only ![]() | |||
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"Bruce Climbing the stairs with the drinks I was hit by the silence. Were Kate and Jon asleep? Then I heard a moan from Kate and walked in to find her on her back, her feet towards me. Jon was on all fours, his head buried between her legs. In between gasps Kate was giving his cock loving attention with her mouth. Setting down the drinks I moved to sit on the wooden chair in the corner, kicked off my boxer shorts, settled down to enjoy the show and played with myself. The two of them were oblivious to me until Jon raised his head, wiping Kate’s love juices from his face and beckoned me to the bed. Kate When we joined Fab I said I didn’t want it to all be about me. I was wrong. I was very happy to be the centre of attention. With one on either side my men kissed me on my mouth and tits while taking it in turns to finger me. It was a frenzy of lips. The two of them switching places like a tag team. Me being kissed frantically at one end and my cunt being licked out at the other. I had two cocks to play with, but I knew which one I wanted most. The one I needed back inside me. I grabbed a condom and sheathed Jon’s bendy dick before climbing on top of him and guiding it back up me. Bruce I was happy to make way for the better man and retreat into the background once more. The apprentice stepping aside to watch the master at work. Jon was like a fucking machine and Kate soon discovered what we would come to call his party trick. From underneath he was able to fuck her fast and furiously, slow down momentarily, then resume pumping her pussy. As tricks go it was very impressive and soon had Kate groaning once more. Kate I lost all track of time and gave myself over to Jon completely. It was kiss, lick, suck, fuck, repeat. He had me on my back, on my front, on top, underneath. His lips and tongue explored my body. His expert hands guided me into position as I willingly gave him access to all areas. Bruce I kept watch from my chair in the corner, my hand on my cock. Edging myself as I took in the sight of Kate making the transition from faithful wife to Jon’s lover. Jon had her face down on the bed while he kissed and bit her succulent arse. Gently prising her bum cheeks apart to give his tongue access to her tight starfish. Kate gave a small shudder as he rimmed her. Silently I willed her to let him go further. To allow him into a place I have never been allowed anywhere near. Kate Jon eased me up onto all fours and moved to take me from behind. For a tantalising moment the head of his cock pressed lightly against my areshole and I held my breath. Would he? Did I want him to take me up the arse in front of my husband? Would I stop him? The cock that was being pressed against me moved south an inch or two and I was saved from making a decision. The stiff prick was pushed all the way into my gaping cunt until Jon was balls deep. As Jon screwed me from behind he beckoned Bruce to the bed in front of me and directed him to let me suck his cock. My first spit-roast. Bruce Jon began to fuck Kate so hard it became impossible to keep my todger in her mouth. I lowered my mouth to kiss her but she was moaning with pleasure and being thrown around by the pounding she was taking. All I could do was hold her shoulders and brace her for Jon’s thrusts. I shifted my gaze between watching the pleasure dancing on Kate’s face and the man I could see over her shoulder, rhythmically fucking her from behind. Once more the room was filled with the sound of Kate’s moans and the creaking of the bed. Kate ‘I’m gonna cum!’, declared Jon and a couple of thrusts later he was true to his word. I pushed against him, feeling him shudder as he emptied his balls of spunk. The naughty side of me wishing he was filling me and not the condom with his jizz. Gradually the force binding Jon and I together eased and he slipped out of me. I flopped onto my back, exhausted and fulfilled. " . Lucky lucky husband ![]() | |||
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"Interesting change in the storyline. What were the best things in the last 5 years?" All will be revealed ![]() | |||
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"Bruce So that’s the story of this cuck couple. Kate Well, not quite. Our story began because Bruce wanted to hear me confess to being a naughty girl in my past. There wasn’t much to tell. Now there is and most of it has been written here. Most, but not all. So here is one last confession. One Bruce won’t see until he reads it here. Ready? " Oh yes definitely ready to hear ![]() | |||
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"Bruce So that’s the story of this cuck couple. Kate Well, not quite. Our story began because Bruce wanted to hear me confess to being a naughty girl in my past. There wasn’t much to tell. Now there is and most of it has been written here. Most, but not all. So here is one last confession. One Bruce won’t see until he reads it here. Ready? " . You know I’m waiting to hear. Please continue making me even more envious ![]() | |||
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"Thank you for all your kind comments and messages. They are much appreciated. The offers to fill Kate with spunk are maybe not so welcome. Unless you happen to be a charismatic and handsome Latin lover. She might consider it then ![]() that'll be me then, I'll fetch my coat! | |||
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"If you look carefully the clues are all there. Since we first met Jon has had a fascination with my bum. You think it’s my best feature, Bruce and Frank the handyman certainly agreed. There have been times when Jon’s tongue has moved from my pussy to my bum hole and I haven’t complained. He once left a bite mark on my bum cheek for you to find, Bruce. Sometimes when Jon is fucking me his fingers rest lightly on my tight starfish. On that lusty afternoon in the hotel in Leeds he did just that. I was astride him and enjoying the party trick. His hand clasped my bum and his fingers crept towards my arsehole. I was already soaking wet down there and I pushed back against one finger, allowing the tip of it inside me. Jon looked at me in surprise and I nodded. The finger went in a little deeper. Then deeper still until Jon was fucking my cunt and fingering my arse at the same time. The more I relaxed into it, the more I enjoyed it. Then it was Jon’s turn to look at me. A silent question written across his face. It was late in the afternoon and our time in the room would soon be up. It was now or never. ‘Yes,’ was my simple reply. We untangled ourselves and I got on my knees. My bum in the air and my head on a pillow. The lube was cold at first until Jon began to work it in with his finger before applying a liberal amount to his cock. Jon took his time, gently pressing the tip of his beautiful dick against my tight bum hole until it gradually began to yield. Very, very slowly Jon eased inside and there was a shock of pain as the head of his cock found its way in. Jon paused. I took a few deep breaths. ‘It’s ok,’ I reassured him. With delicate back and forth motions Jon eased his cock up my arse until it was all the way in. I held my breath for a good ten seconds and then he began to fuck me. Jon took his time, allowing me to relax into it and get used to the sensation. Then like a switch being flicked I threw myself into it and urged him on. Despite my urging Jon was gentle, not the deep thrusts I had become used to up my pussy. ‘I’ve been wanting to do that for so long,’ he confessed, ‘but I didn’t think it was your thing.’ ‘It wasn’t. But it is now.’ I think that what I said next surprised both of us. ‘I want you to cum up my arse.’ Jon didn’t need a second invitation. I had made him wait so long for this, the ultimate naughty pleasure. He began to breathe heavily and it was his turn to moan with pleasure. ‘That’s it, Jon. Fuck my arse. Cum. Cum!’ I commanded. Savouring being in control for once. I swear Jon’s whole body shook as he pumped wave after wave of spunk into me. We collapsed together on the bed and I held him close until his breathing and heart rate settled. I’ve never known him to be so spent. That’s my confession. Jon and I have been enjoying anal sex for quite a while and I love it. I revel in the feeling of doing something very naughty indeed. I’m already looking forward to doing it again. I know what you’re thinking, Bruce. I know what you want. And no. You’re not taking me up the arse. That’s only for Jon. But I’ll send you a naughty message the next time we do it. And if you’re a good cuckold we’ll pose in front of the mirror and Jon will send a photo as he eases his lovely cock into my arse. I think you’ll like that. The end " Wow it's amazing how someone can change your opinion of things is it. Glad to hear that you are know a fan of anal. My FWB said she wasn't a fan of being rimmed until I started rimming her and the sounds that came out of her mouth were unreal. Great writing by the way and thanks for sharing | |||
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