Wifey with Peter

[NYHubby]

What happened last week:

It was the morning after at the AC hotel in Bridgewater, NJ. We had come in the previous afternoon, as we have a number of times before, so that my wife could meet and have an evening “date” with her lover Peter. Actually, because this is about sex and the very lustful thing my sexy wife does, it’s less about a date and more about my wife meeting with Peter so that he can give her the “no-holds-barred” fucking that he gives her whenever they get together. It’s true, when she’s with Peter it’s as if she’s a different person, a veritable slut who exists to be fucked…and fucked hard and deep not by her husband, by the lucky man she’s chosen as her bull, in way that is so amazing words fail her…and Peter meets those qualifications…better than any man she’s ever known.

On those days I’m her cuckold as well as her sexual servant, driving her to the place where she will fuck her lover repeatedly, assisting her as she gets ready for her date, arranging the room while she meets him at the rooftop bar/restaurant and then being banished to the hotel lobby with my phone and computer: eating something and nursing a couple of drinks so that she and Peter can have two-to-three hours of intimate time together. As a reward my wife allows me to listen in on my phone as Peter gives her more than a dozen orgasms before coming in her sexy married pussy, sometimes more than once.

That particular Thursday evening was amazing to listen to: countless moans and groans and orgasms and promises of sexual fidelity…something she has had with Peter since their first date 10 months ago. After Peter took his leave she invited me back to our room—as much to have me bear witness to her in her “afterglow” as to reconnect as cuckold and Hot Wife…it’s a ritual she enjoys.

But she doesn’t just enjoy it, she loves it! On so many levels. My wife is a very serious professional who, among her many duties, oversees compliance in the rather large organization she helps run. Despite her “by the rules” tendency she LOVES the hours she spends with Peter’s cock stuffed in her married cunt. The orgasms she has with him have, in effect, caused all other orgasms to pale in comparison to the intensity as well as the purely lustful drive it inspires in her. And afterward, she absolutely LOVES showing off--having me come back to witness and worship her well-fucked pussy. It's hard not to imagine that she was born to do this: meant to give her pussy to Peter. He fucks her too well to do anything else. She knows it when she’s in bed with him: kissing him, and tasting him, and feeling his cock inside of her, doing things to her no man has ever done. And she knows it when she’s in bed with me and I’m pleasuring her, honoring her desire to keep her pussy pure to receive his cock…relegating me to this secondary role because I can’t give her the pleasure he does.

When I finally do approach her “after the deed” she’s radiant, flushed with sexual satisfaction and energized with self-satisfied conceit as she proudly has me witness her in all her post-coital glory. She lies back in the bed, the place where she shut out all other trappings of her life and had hot, slutty sex with another woman’s husband. As I come in, she greets me with a knowing smile, enjoying the pleasure, the “tease” of having me witness her “after the fact and “in situ”. In the very place where Peter spent hours sucking, and fucking and finally coming inside of her…so self-satisfied, proud for me to witness her that way: naked and exposed, and very-well fucked, her sexy cunt still wet and engorged and filled with his come as she revels in the freedom, the power, the thrill of showing her husband a pussy that is most obviously another man’s to have—proud of the fact that she does this naughty thing--inviting me to touch it, and taste it, and worship it. But not fuck it. And it’s evident as I pleasure her: her nipples hard and erect as she undulates on my hand, moaning softly as she thinks about her time spent with Peter, the smug, self-satisfied grin she sports making it clear to me that this is EXACTLY the way she wants things to be.

And why shouldn’t she? She’s been married for more than 30 years, with a husband she knows is faithful, as he’s always been. But in our marriage fidelity is a one-way street geared toward keeping me on the straight and narrow even though my sexy goddess has no intention of allowing my dick in her pussy…in effect, compelling me to be her “celibate” because she’s quite clear that she never wants me to be with another woman. And she regularly, exclusively fucks another man. In the privacy of the bedroom, she’s the “Big Bad Boss Lady”, the head of our Female-Led-Sexual-Relationship and I gladly accept the role her sexual servant, her modern-day Eunuch who she entrusts with keeping her pussy, the pussy that is Peter’s, satisfied and primed for the next time he’ll claim it.

She’s grabbed the erotic “golden ring” and found her perfect sexual match, a lover who knows how to unlock her sexual potential like no one else. It just isn’t the man she’s married to…which might pose a problem for some women, but not for my wife! Not at all-- And, although it took her a while to realize it, she enjoys being a Cuckoldress, a woman who rules over her husband, who has him under her sexual control…as I am. I can see it as she delights in the fact that I wear a cock-and ball strap…a device that stretches my balls and presents them to her, hard and rigid so she can stroke them, and hold them, and possess them…like a proud owner possesses a thoroughbred. Enjoying the fact that she and only she touches them, and makes me hard, and makes me come…

But not in that wonderful pussy of hers, never in her pussy because that belongs to Peter, for one, undeniable reason: because he fucks her better, levels and levels better than I ever have. This isn’t meant to be harsh, although the reality of it stings a little, this is simply the truth. No one fucks her like Peter does, and she’s never fucked another man with the passion with which she fucks him. The sex they have is simply the best, the very best she’s ever had. It has nothing to with her love or commitment to me. This has to do with her sexual desire and need, certainly not more important than love and commitment, but on a basic, body level, certainly more primal and, in those moments when the call of Eros is strong, certainly more profound. She knew it almost immediately the July evening when she first felt Peter inside of her, she knew it was special. And now, 10 months after their fateful rendezvous, she’s “all in”.

And I’m also “all in” in fact grateful that, this past Labor Day weekend, I chose to sneak up and listen outside our hotel room door when she had a date with Peter. I was treated to a most amazing surprise as I heard my wife, the woman I’m pledged to be faithful to, moaning, and groaning and grunting in a deep, rhythmic way. I knew from those sounds that behind that door, no more than 15-feet away from me, Peter was dicking her, mercilessly and she was way beyond enjoying it, she was overwhelmed with pleasure: Not thinking about me, or being a mother, or being anything else other than the woman who was being fucked in an epic way. Peter was fucking her brains out: thrusting his hard, bare cock deep inside her married pussy and she was responding with a sense of purpose, with a primal passion I’ve never heard in her.

Then she said it. As Peter fucked her, she passionately cried out:

“It’s you, only you.”

In a way it was jarring…but so, so fucking exciting. As this man was clearly making love to her in a transformative way, in a way I’d describe as “Soul Fucking” her, she was passionately crying out, proclaiming not just that he, only he fucks her, but that no-one, not even her husband, comes close to fucking her like that. I know my wife and I knew the only reason she would say this was because it was true, completely, unequivocally true!
There was no hiding it now, my perhaps not-so-ill-timed eaves dropping freed the cat from the bag it was exciting, and I never truly felt so much a Cuckold, so much in awe of the sexual prowess of my very Hot Wife…and I knew I would do everything I could, make it my mission to ensure her sexual needs were met.

I told her this the next morning, and although she was surprised even slightly abashed to hear this from me, I could tell she felt relief and a sense of liberation that I not only now knew what she’d been feeling since the first time Peter slid his dick inside of her, but I knew this is the way it should be.

And that brings us back to that morning at the AC. Call it: “spillover from the night before”, call it a cuckold continuing to worship his hot wife in the way he should. But that morning I climbed between her legs to once again taste and worship her naughty pussy. She smelled and tasted of sex and her cunt was still slick and squishy with the remnants of her and Peter’s cum. And as she slowly undulated on my fingers and lightly stroked my rock-hard cock, I admitted that it’s sometimes difficult to accept that she won’t let me put my cock in her pussy like Peter does. She gave me a dreamy smile and said:

“That’s just the way it is, and you knew it when we started on this path--it’s part of the deal when you accept being my cuckold. My pussy is now Peter’s, only Peter’s…allowing anyone else in there—even you—wouldn’t be right…it would undercut the amazing sex he and I have and I don’t want to ever do that. You just have to remain celibate for me and I’m going to remain faithful to him.”
Needless to say it wasn’t long before she had me coming once again in her hands… overcome with lust for my Hot Wife, in awe of the amazing sex she has with her lover, and dedicated, “all in” on the reality that this is the way it will be from now on.

[OOAA]

HOT story!!! How did it start? How did your marriage turn into a celibate one for you? Curious about the first steps and the evolution...

[bewareoflizzy]

Amazing story and great writing.

[NYHubby]

HOT story!!! How did it start? How did your marriage turn into a celibate one for you? Curious about the first steps and the evolution...

It was an evolution from taking and posting pics, to doing some "camming" (back then you attached a camera to your computer) cybersex with other men, to a few months receiving "sensual massages" from a fellow who did them, to a first "date" (first having sex with a man 20-years her junior), to a lot of first dates (some good, some "meh"), to finally meeting some guys she wanted as repeats, to Peter...the total time span has been about 14 years and during that time she has asserted herself more and more--with my support of course. Anyway that's the short story. I will add it has been very, very good...for both of us.

[OOAA]

HOT story!!! How did it start? How did your marriage turn into a celibate one for you? Curious about the first steps and the evolution...

It was an evolution from taking and posting pics, to doing some "camming" (back then you attached a camera to your computer) cybersex with other men, to a few months receiving "sensual massages" from a fellow who did them, to a first "date" (first having sex with a man 20-years her junior), to a lot of first dates (some good, some "meh"), to finally meeting some guys she wanted as repeats, to Peter...the total time span has been about 14 years and during that time she has asserted herself more and more--with my support of course. Anyway that's the short story. I will add it has been very, very good...for both of us.

Amazing journey!!! 14 years is A LOT!!! I am sure you were delighted with her first "date" having sex with a man 20-years her junior!!!

Looking forward to reading much more from you!!! If possible not only what happened, but also what you two felt and talked about everything...