First Time Cuckolded (fiction)

[will7268]

So there we were. After 3 years of telling her my fantasies, and the ups and downs of interest, disinterest, interest, the 'no way's, 'but what about's, 'I can't imagine's and finally 'it would have to be the right situation.' After a very tough time of convincing her to let me post a profile of her on an 'adult dating' site explaining how we were looking for a well-endowed guy for her to experience someone bigger. And toughest of all, letting me put up a picture of her that showed her incredible body but her face safely covered by her hair. Then the week of her being too embarrassed to look at the hundreds of email messages that poured in, and making me wade through them and summarize them for her. "They all think you're incredibly fucking hot and want to fuck you," I would say, which was a fair summary.

"But, what do they say?" she would ask.

"Some are friendly, some are pretty forward and some are downright offensive," I admitted.

"Like what?" she'd ask.

"Well, like," I said scrolling down, "this guy says you look fucking hot and like you need a good fucking from a real man and that he'd give it to you so hard you wouldn't be able to walk for a week."

She took it in thoughtfully, a poker face. She didn't say anything so I continued scrolling for another sample. "But then this guy says you're beautiful and he wants you and would be glad to take it slow until you got comfortable."

Finally, after a week of this she said "let me see that," and took the computer from me and started reading through them herself. I got up and walked into the kitchen to give her a minute of privacy so she wouldn't feel like hiding whatever feelings these emails might give her. When I came back she kept reading. I watched TV for a while and she kept reading. There were a lot of messages, and she quickly got over the initial embarrassment of reading about herself. Out of the corner of my eye, I could occasionally see her looking intently at something and I was wondering whether she was checking out any of the numerous dick pics that the guys were sending her. It didn't seem like her, but I couldn't tell. She continued to keep a pretty good poker face so I couldn't tell whether she was offended, interested, turned on, happy or angry. Finally, she logged out, snapped the computer shut and watched TV with me for a while.

"Well?" I said. "What'd you think?"

"It's....interesting," she said. "I don't like reading about myself, so that's weird. And although I'm not a prude, I've never had any kind of relationship based on nothing other than the fact that they want to fuck me."

"I don't know about that," I said, "not that you don't have plenty of other things to appreciate. But you're ridiculously hot, and I'm sure some of the guys you've known were basically hoping for it from day one."

"Okay," she said. "I guess what I mean is I've never had one where they were so clear about it from day one. I mean these guys don't know me at all and they're telling me, let's meet in real life and we will fuck. And that's it. I know people do it, it's just....interesting."

She settled into me and we relaxed, nothing more being said that night. We fell asleep quickly and spooned the whole night. But when we woke up the next morning and were getting ready for work, she got on the computer in the kitchen while I was showering. When I came into the kitchen, I intentionally avoided hovering over her, but my heart rate went through the roof when I saw her typing. Was she actually answering one of the emails? Was she messaging someone? I decided she'd tell me when she was ready, so I just walked by, not looking at the computer, and continued to get ready for work.

[roadrunner]

A good start! Hopefully there is more?

[hattersfan]

Yeh. more please