MY TURN

[Imascamp]

Hot story. I love well written stories of men slipping into the quicksand and descending from hotwifery/wittolry, into a complete loss of control cuckold situation and then approaching loss of the relationship. I like to see how the authors either pull their characters back from the brink or push them over.

[OOAA]

Very hot story!!!

I love it & you know it

[KarrieKraves]

Sorry for the oversight. There will be TWO more posts to end this story. Ed and Karrie had more to say than I originally thought.

[KarrieKraves]

“No!!..…Of course not Sweetie…..I didn’t mean it like that……I’m sorry!!!! I’m not blaming you…..or Mike……It just kind of surprised me I guess…….you know……..caught me off guard.” I tried to smile; reassure her. I wanted to let her know I wasn’t angry. “Auh……Actually I find it kinda sexy….you know…….imagining you and Mike like that…” “Oh my God Baby!!!!!……You can be such a pervert sometimes!!! Karrie choked back another burst of laughter; not quite able to pull off her feigned sense of outrage. Her demeanor seemed to soften then. “No…You’re right!!!” I attempted again. I would keep trying; hoping to win her over at some point. “I haven’t been inside for so long I am a little out of practice I guess.” “Yea……..You’re right Baby” she replied. She was smiling now; my efforts were working. “You ARE going to have to work harder on that stamina Baby……That little boy stamina of yours!!” she added with a giggle.

Later as we lay side by side, snuggling each other in bed, she again softened her stance another notch. “You could very well be right Baby……….I probably AM bigger down there now……...from Mike. He does stretch me when he takes my pussy. I can always feel myself stretching down there to get around his cock; especially when he’s all the way inside, as deep as he can go. He’s so thick Baby!!! He’s probably "Mike-sizing" me down there…..Mike-sizing my pussy!!” she giggled, before adding “It WOULD have to be just my luck to wind up with someone hung like a total horse.”

MY GOD I was hard listening to her talk; so nonchalant about Mike and his cock. I mean she was being totally genuine; simply describing the facts as they were; but it was like she was totally unaware of the effect her vivid description was having on me. Then turning to face me she asked; very serious again “Would that bother you Baby?? You know…..if I did happen to get a bit stretched down there……from Mike and I always…..….Or would it turn you on to think about???” And with her waiting for an answer I found myself unable to speak. My throat had gone completely dry and I couldn’t say a word. Karrie interpreted my silence as agreement with her question. “OH MY GOD BABY!!! You’re such a perv………You would be totally okay with it wouldn’t you??? I should have known. Men are all such bloody perverts!!!” But not wanting to expose my entire hand at that moment I simply replied “It’s okay Sweetie..…Really!!! Let’s just forget it for now alright.” “Umm…….Thank you for being so sweet Baby.” she said; playful now. “Well…...You DO HAVE one more condom to use tomorrow you know.” “Yea, I know. I’ll be better tomorrow night……I promise. I love you Sweetie” I said as I gently kissed her lips and rolled over to my side of the bed for the night.

A few minutes passed before Karrie’s voice broke the dark silence of our expensive hotel room. “Baby…….??” “Yea Sweetie!” I replied. “Speaking of using condoms, maybe you need to be using ones that are thicker from now on?? ”Oh……..Wh……What makes you say that Sweetie??” “Umm……Well…….Mike actually mentioned this idea a while ago. He seems to think that you’re still able to feel me inside too much when you and I have sex. He says there isn’t really much difference between taking me wearing one of the ultra-thins and taking me bare. He wanted me to consider having you use a different kind; a brand that sells some of the thicker ones for when you and I make love. I thought about it after he brought it up but I felt that having to use the thicker ones might be unfair to you. To both of us really…..so I told him I didn’t think it was a good idea the next time we talked about it. But after what just happened with us tonight, I think maybe we should give the idea a try. Not that I agree with Mike that you shouldn’t feel my pussy so much. I mean I like you using the thin condoms; I’m just thinking that if you were to feel a bit less sensation altogether…….it might help you with your little “hair-trigger” problem.”

I was silent for a few minutes; considering what Karrie had suggested and the logic behind her idea. It did make sense even if the end result was that I would feel her pussy even less. The very fact that I would feel less sensation using a thicker condom may very well help with my issue. I had gradually accepted the fact that I would now be using condoms with my wife for the foreseeable future, just as I had gradually accepted my new status as a fully Cuckolded husband. And, as a result, condom usage with my wife had become one of the fundamental principals of my new status as a Cuckold husband. So I supposed that using a condom that might actually work to my advantage would be the smart thing to do. Of course for this to work I would have to separate a few facts. Primary among them would be my knowing that while I would now be able to feel my wife’s pussy even less than before when I fucked her; at the same time Mike would continue to enjoy total skin to skin contact every time HE fucked her.

Still contemplating the pros and cons of this scenario, Karrie spoke up again. “Baby!…..We could give the idea a try for a little while. If it doesn’t work or we don’t like using the thicker ones, we can always go back to the ultra-thins. It’ll be a sort of trial run. What do you think???” What did I think?? What could I think?? My overwhelming need to be a beta-male, along with my budding Cuckold desire to be further denied the usual sexual intimacies that most husbands normally enjoy with their wives finally won out. “Yea!!….Sure Sweetie. If you think it might work we can certainly give it a try!!”

Being a fond believer in idioms and old sayings; one came to mind instantly as my wife once again proved to me exactly why I love her so very much. Just as I thought she had drifted off into dreamland Karrie's voice interrupted the darkness one last time that night. “Baby……I need to tell you something.” Her abrupt statement coming out of the dark like it had, almost sounded like she was asking for permission. “Oh” I replied, not at all sure where this was going. “Yea Baby………I just wanted to say that……I know you think Mike may have stretched me down there……like you say…….he’s ruined my pussy for you or anybody else……….but YOU have definitely ruined the rest of me for ALL other men with your ways…….Your kind and loving and gentle ways Baby. I love you so much!!!” She continued talking as she rolled herself over towards me; her lips meeting mine for a long deep, passionate kiss. Yes indeed……….Every dog DOES have his day!!!!!!!

Karrie the Goddess-3. Ed the Cuckold-2. Close game!!!

[dh_and_gc]

Hey Great Story

I have loved this story from the first letter. I still cant align my thoughts with Ed's wanting to regulate himself to third class citizenship.
I would think this would be a tactic for someone who wanted to "lose a wife". Indeed I am sure he has lost a wife. Another thing Im confused about is why she keeps coming back to Ed. Why does she not just stay with mike Im confused about that and I know this is fantasy fiction.
They have no kids or pets together. I think they are both experimenting in how to lose a spouse. Anyway I loved the story. she being controlled by mike maybe that was her kink. she rebelled against mike by letting ed have his way with her orally. It could be that oral sex is the bridge they use to connect as the story implies.
I would love to have seen them separate for some time a year or two to guage her take on love lost. I think Ed would fare much better in this case. He has a PHD so he is no dummy perhaps he can have another relationship that does not emasculate him but celebrates his tatse.
Being restricted, is never good when there is a third party in a marriage over time. I would like to see some resentment from Ed some anger and rebellion and like LeBron James I would like to see him take his "talents" to south beach"

Well, it is just a story. That being granted, the arousal, for those inclined that way, comes from playing with the power dynamic in the marriage. The husband is exploring his submissive side, and this excites him. The wife is taking on the role that was once stereotypically male - she has her lover for sexual satisfaction and to validate her continuing desirability, she has "the little man" at home who puts up with her need for "more" in the bedroom, and gratefully accepts his role as second fiddle. A quick perusal of the various threads/posts in the cuckold forum will confirm that this is a powerful turn on for a lot of the fellows here.

[Pompeii_76]

It's a beautifully written story. I've been lurking on this forum for longer than I care to remember (I even remember the old board) and there are a few stories, like this one, that become fond memories. I agree with Virgin that the eroticism is in the power play between the couple, and moreover its sufficiently realistic to allow us all to daydream. Having been a willing cuckold myself to a very loving and sexual woman, it's really about the couple at the end of the day, and allowing themselves (as in KarrieKraves story) the opportunity of exploring each other's submission and empowerment, which are shared experiences. Thank you OP, please don't quit yet!

[Mrfixitforyou]

Shaking my head. I get it I guess I may stop posting my gut reactions. On the one hand I love this guys story. I just keep waiting for the part where hubby or wifey get tired of playing this very dangerous game.
She must only be pussy for mike. A masturbation object for cum dumping. Cause if mike were that good and she was that submssive she would want to be 24/7 with him
I dont see any glue that holds her and Ed together.
I love the story I just feel sorry for Ed.
Oh and I love pussy

[dh_and_gc]

Mrfixitforyou, there are cuckold relationships like this out in the real world. My cuckoldress wife, who always "falls" for her lovers, at the same time is very aroused knowing that "she is only pussy" to them - she likes being a sex object/plaything for an alpha lover. I, also essentially "sub," am turned on by being married to a "bad girl" & being so enthralled by her that I have no choice but to embrace/accept my status as her cuckold. At the same time, my bad girl bride & I share decades of history that keep us together. ps - pls continue to post your gut reactions - they are thought provoking.

[OOAA]

Lovely, hot and very exciting installment Karrie

Congrats

[KarrieKraves]

Later as I lay in bed, listening to the sounds of Karrie’s deep rhythmic breathing; waiting for that same sleep to overtake my own senses; I found my mind again backtracking through today’s events. In particular my thoughts seemed to once again focus on my wife’s pussy, and my overwhelming surprise at what I’d felt; or perhaps more specifically; what I didn’t feel, as we began our earlier lovemaking.

Karrie's pussy clearly felt different; bigger, wider; bottomless. Her entire vagina; both the opening as well as the canal, WAS looser. Mike’s dimensions had indeed stretched her; there was no denying that FACT. It wasn’t simply a matter of me “inventing” a situation in my own mind. However concentrating solely on the physical effect; albeit erotic as Hell for me to consider; was secondary. I began rationalizing that really; even if my wife remained significantly stretched as she was right now, I was sure that her pussy; loose and sloppy as it was, would remain functional for me and my (yes) average size at this point in time. The more significant issue for me however was entirely mental. My KNOWING how my wife's pussy got this way. That her body was actually changing; “morphing” itself to accommodate another man’s longer thicker, more substantial cock; and that MY WIFE was FULLY AWARE that this process was taking place. The fact that she was absolutely okay with, and accepting of this consequence, even though she realized that she would feel; and might very well function differently with me physically; was simply mind-blowing. I mean…….and perhaps I WAS being a bit overly critical of her now…….really I suppose a cock as long and as thick as Mikes cock was; WOULD require, and thus create a wider, deeper passage to move about in….… at least in comparison to the passageway that a cock my size would require anyways. But it had simply more to do with the manner in which Karrie was considering and processing this fact that I found startling. Readily expecting me, the man she had legally married; to “write off” my concern; accepting the reality that another man’s cock had resized her pussy, to the extent where it may or MAY NOT be functional with my own cock; her HUSBAND’S cock; as we continued forward as a married couple.

Another major issue of concern for me involved some of my thoughts focusing on the future of my new marriage. My KNOWING that, should my wife choose to continue her relationship with Mike; certainly I knew of no current reason this relationship would not continue; this ongoing “resizing” of my wife’s pussy with his much larger cock; would simply continue to loosen her more and more over time. Considering this idea now; albeit only in theory; I could potentially wind up in a situation later on in my marriage to Karrie, where the continued widening of her pussy could render it unsuitable, to the point that, with my size, I would no longer be able to enjoy normal sexual relations with my own wife!!!

The thing that scared me the most though was that this reality could potentially occur even without Mike’s involvement. At this point in time my wife has taken complete and total responsibility for her own sexuality and everything that goes with it. Of course this was something I had encouraged, even begged her to do. But the point that I’m trying to make is that she has finally done it; taken the ball and run with it. She was now captain of her own sexual ship; entirely free to do whatever she wanted. An absolute and irrevocable hall pass. I now had very little, if any at all, input into any part of my wife’s new sexuality and whom she now chose to share her body with. As I attempted to slow my thinking down; allowing myself time to consider this concept, further scenarios began to flood my mind.

What if Karrie soon tired of Mike and decided to take a new lover?? A situation over which I would certainly have little to no control. What if this new lover’s cock was even longer and thicker than Mike’s?? Although an unlikely scenario; it WAS possible. Perhaps this new man would be of a different race?? How much more taboo would a situation like that be for me??? What if he was a true dominant; insisting on ABSOLUTE denial of my penetration rights as her husband?? What if he demanded additional changes to her physical self?? Would he demand that my wife have her nipples, or maybe even the hood of her clit pierced?? Perhaps he would require her to get a tattoo bearing his name or initials above her pussy or elsewhere on her body?? By this point I was feeling myself becoming frantic. I really needed to stop these thoughts which by now were overpowering me. I decided to try and calm myself down; convince myself to address this same situation; my same concerns, from a different perspective.

I’ve already mentioned that I’ve now pretty much accepted my new role and status as a fully Cuckold husband. A Wittol, as I described myself at the beginning of this story. This is certainly important as there is much that goes along with my new role. Previously I’ve outlined that one of the fundamental principles of my new status as a Cuckold husband, is that I accept the fact that my cock will no longer experience my wife’s pussy at a skin-to-skin level. But as I’ve discovered, in my new role there are additional fundamentals for me to observe. I must be prepared to TRUST Karrie in making her own decisions surrounding her new sexuality. I must ACCEPT those decisions she makes. I must also continue to RESPECT her, no matter what; as a person, but especially as my beloved wife, long after our days of experimenting in our new marriage are over.

I have to admit that finally having allowed myself to fully accept my new status and all that goes with it; this process has been very freeing for me. Accepting the fact that this is the person that I have now become, especially on an emotional level, has given me the opportunity to be able to “sit back and relax”; granting Karrie the freedom she needs to explore her new self; experiencing her new life in the ways that she chooses to experience it. A big part of being a fully Cuckold husband is simply sitting back and enjoying “the show”. Watching; while at the same time worshipping your wife as she explores and experiments with her new found sexuality; never knowing for sure where your experiences will take you and what your exact role will be is central to the perpetual arousal; key to the erotic energy.

As I lay there in the dark, reassessing those issues I believed would be catastrophes, I felt my earlier anxieties slowly beginning to fade. I mean…….KNOWING that at some point in the future I could be married to a wife whose body had been altered in any number of intimate ways. KNOWING that I would have no other choice as her husband; albeit her fully Cuckolded husband; but to continue trusting accepting, and respecting her as I normally would; and of course knowing very well how she had ended up this way; would provide me with a degree of humiliation arousal, and erotic energy that was sure to give me one FUCK of a head rush.

As I continued to lie there; my angst filled mind torturing itself with both present and future realities; I will admit; I did experience a moment of weakness; uncertainty, where I challenged myself with what I assume is a fairly common question amongst my kind. What if somehow all of this could be changed – reversed - and that Karrie and I could simply resume our old “vanilla” life. My wife of course providing me exclusive, regularly scheduled enjoyment of her tight unmarked vanilla pussy. Her body and mind never knowing the touch of another man’s hand after mine. But after a short while pondering over this possibility, I totally and completely rejected the notion. I would not be going back; not now; not EVER!!! I liked my new status; my new life. And I absolutely loved my new wife. I imagined myself part of a scenario played out long ago. Again I found myself standing at the front of the ceremony; and again I was confronted with the question: Do you Edward, take this woman…….. My immediate answer was YES; NO hesitations; NO second thoughts; NO remorse. Even knowing…….especially knowing……..how things would all turn out.

Tomorrow my precious wife and I would enjoy the music. We would be wowed by the performance; dazzled by the lights from the stage show. We would be present; sitting on the very edge of our expensive seats; as the pseudo-Ric Ocasek led his pseudo-band onto the stage. I would of course be standing proud beside my sexy wife, admiring her sexy shape, in her sexy dress. I would hold her sexy hand in mine; darting my eyes downward, stealing glances at her sexy toes, peeking through in her sexy high heels. I would do my best to keep my average sized hard-on from noticeably bulging the front of my trousers. I would applaud as the pseudo-Cars band members take up their positions in front of the waiting microphones. I would listen for my favorite words to my favorite songs; holding the flame of my disposable cigarette lighter high in the air at all the appropriate times. And by the end of the show I would still have no answers for all my questions of WHY. Why did I like what I liked?? Why did I want what I wanted?? Why did I choose a life like I did?? Why did I feel my cock stiffen every time I stared at Karrie’s shiny red toenails??

But I did know a few things. I knew that when the music started and pseudo-Ric began deadpanning his biggest hit; posing all of his usual questions in that sensual and seductive way of his: “Who’s gonna tell you when its tooooo late??----Who’s gonna pick you up when you fall??---- Who’s gonna come around when you break??---- Who’s gonna pay attention to your dreams??----Who’s gonna drive you home tonight??” I knew that after every one of those inquiries, I would lean in close to Karrie’s sexy ear; and with a tear running down my cheek, and more than a little quiver in my voice; I would whisper with all sincerity “I will Sweetie……You can be sure to count on me!!” MY GOD…….How much did I love this woman fast asleep beside me???

And just before the Sandman finally came to greet me in the darkness; I fell asleep silently consumed with my secret thoughts that Mike, and perhaps even others in our future after Mike; would carry on the “remodeling” process that was already in full swing with my wife; continuing to renovate both her body as well as her spirit. How much further could things go?? Where would all of this finally end up?? I even went so far as allowing myself to acknowledge the outrageous desire that Mike’s, and perhaps other’s efforts at resizing her most intimate place continue; establishing a permanent and unforgettable reminder for me; of all the activities I had encouraged and supported over the course of our new marriage; during those rare and infrequent times in the future when my wife informs me that it’s MY TURN.

---The End---

[KarrieKraves]

Readers…..so ends this edition of Karrie and Ed’s unusual relationship. This was my second published effort and overall I was happy with the end result. I’m of two minds about it now that it’s finally done. (So much for a short 3 or 4 post 2nd part.) On one hand I absolutely loved thinking, writing, and posting the storyline. On the other hand the time commitment for doing do was substantial.

Again an enormous THANK YOU to all who committed your own time to read My Turn and especially to those who either posted or P.M.’d comments. The feedback and comments provided were of tremendous help and encouragement.

In terms of commenting on the story and characters: I tried to give both Karrie’s and especially Ed’s character; traits and personalities that I thought would endear them to readers. Ed, a somewhat neurotic worry-wart, that often to his dismay, received exactly what he had asked for and then some; and Karrie who seemed to start slow, follow the steady path, and end up racing to the finish line.

I tried to explore a lot of the more common Cuckold psychology, as much for my own understanding as for the storyline. I really wanted to try making sense of some of the Cuckold thinking I had read about, as well as experienced in my own history.

The most commented on issue from the feedback I received, was that I tended to emasculate Ed’s character especially as the story went on. The feedback suggesting that Ed was disrespected, disregarded, neglected, kept only for his ability to produce a paycheque etc. etc.

In terms of explanation: my main focus was that of exploring the power dynamics in their marriage, especially as those power dynamics transferred into their “new marriage” or Cuckold relationship. I suppose one of my own core beliefs as relating to Cuckold lore is “Live It To The Extreme” or at least take things as far as any particular situation will allow.

With Ed he clearly wanted to not only explore his submissive side and character as a Cuckold husband, but even in the “vanilla” portion of his marriage to Karrie, he wished to adopt a more beta role. Karrie on the other hand was content being the “good wife" early in the marriage, and would probably have remained in that mindset had it not been for her husband’s constant pestering. Once she got a feel for her own empowerment however, she realized she really enjoyed her new position, of course wanting to push the envelope further and further. Probably quite realistic for many real life Cuckold situations.

Although I was clear about the fact that My Turn was indeed a fictional story, the characters were all certainly based on specific real life people that I have known intimately throughout childhood, adolescence, and into adulthood. Of course all of this occurring before we were gifted with all of the neat labels of Cuckold, Cuckold marriage, Hot-wife, Bull or fwb etc. that we now commonly use to describe the lifestyle and it’s players. And of course given my own personal knowledge of the real life characters, the characters in the story weren’t so far out of line.

Another frequently asked question—Why did Karrie and Ed stay together or remain married?? Simple. They both loved each other dearly.

Anyways, just thought I might share a few of my thoughts and opinions. I need not say too much though……..You guys are the real experts!!!

I have another Karrie and Ed story, still in the works, and may be encouraged to post it if there’s any interest.

Thanks again for reading!!!!!

KarrieKraves

[Mrfixitforyou]

Thank you for one of the most intriguing, interesting and dare I say addictive stories I have read. Please dont ever stop writing. Your views and insights are amazing. I am not a cuckhold. However I have participated in this lifestyle and did not understand why women would stay with a man who knew I was with them intimately.

I became a hairstylist in the early seventies. So as a very young man surrounded by women I learned just by osmosis some things that guys in other professions would never know. I went to cosmetology academy to enhance my hair cutting skills I never intened to work in a hair salon.

However I did through a series of events wind up working in the salon. On ocasion I was called to home appointments which in at least sixty percent of the time resulted in ( Wet Set) code name for sex with the client.
What really threw me was when I had sex with the client and the husband was home in another room I guess. Although in a few cases I would ask the clent to quiet or shush " your husband may get suspicious" . The answer from the client was always " its okay he knows what we are doing"

I was scared a few times but did it anyway and it heightend the experience for me.
So while I am not cuckhold I have talked to more then one husband because there have been times when I had to cut his hair then service the wife. Or I would service the wife and while she was under the dryer with rollers in her hair I would call him in and cut his hair.
Wow ! to know that the lips of the wife now kissing her husband have just been on my cock was always surreal. The questions going through my mind were, cant he smell the sex in the room? cant he smell dick breath on her? can't he taste it.?

I have talked to husband who told me they knew their wives were having affairs. I have spoken to at least ten over the years who said " I know you have been with my wife. It's okay" I did not know that world existed I am glad it did.
So please keep writing you have opened a whole new vista for me. Again thanks

[dh_and_gc]

KarrieKraves - I would love to read more about Karrie and Ed - so please post your next story when it's ready - tia!

[OOAA]

Great story KK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[phon]

Keep looking for your next story. Please resume.
PDS

[nnjcpl2002]

This is a wonderfully written and hot cuckolding story. I just reread it again tonight and I think it surely deserves a bump so that others who may have missed this one can enjoy it too.