MasukBecoming A Cuckold Husband (7)The hangover was unavoidable and punishing in more ways than one. My head throbbed and my mouth felt dry, but the weight sitting in my chest was worse.“Never again,” Samantha groaned as she rolled out of bed late that morning. Her voice was rough and thick with regret.Given how much we had drunk, I had expected far worse. I was slow and aching, but I was not destroyed.Samantha struggled more than I did, wrapped in a towel as she dried herself after her shower. She said, “I cannot believe how I behaved last night,” then added, “That was so embarrassing.”With a sober mind, the memories came back sharper and heavier. I said, “Relax, it was harmless fun,” even though we both knew that was not true.We also both knew we had enjoyed it. It felt like opening the first page of a boo
Becoming a cuckold husband (6)Samantha finally escaped her jeans and turned fast, hurrying toward our bedroom. “Game over,” she shouted as she went, her voice loud and breathless.William and I both watched as her incredible ass jiggled under the black lace of her panties until she disappeared down the hall. From the bedroom, she exclaimed, “That was so embarrassing,” her voice buzzing with energy.William and I sat there in silence for a moment, both of us clearly sorting through our thoughts. The air felt thick as we measured each other without saying much.I finally broke the silence and said, “Well, that was fun.” My voice sounded steadier than I felt.He looked at me with his easy confidence and said, “I can see why you like showing her off.” He added, “She has an incredible body.”
Becoming a Cuckold Husband (5)It went quiet with anxious anticipation as we played the first hand. I would have been lying if I said I did not understand exactly what kind of game we were really playing.I had seen my wife undressed countless times, and neither William nor I had any interest in seeing each other that way. The real stakes sat squarely between our guest and my wife, and I agreed to them anyway.All three of us felt the same tension humming beneath the surface. Looking back, it was clear that we had already stepped onto a path we could not turn away from.“Bullshit,” Sammie exclaimed as she folded. She peeled off a sock and tossed it aside without ceremony.William laughed easily, clearly enjoying the moment. His comfort only made the pressure in my chest tighten.I stayed quiet, my stomach rolling with a twisted ex
Becoming A Cuckold Husband (4)“What happened?” I asked, my voice tight despite my effort to sound calm. My heart was already beating too fast.Sammie took a long gulp of water and said, “I’m not used to other men seeing me in this outfit.” Her voice sounded casual, but her cheeks were flushed.My heart kept pounding as a sharp mix of jealousy and excitement surged through me. I replied, “Neither am I,” then forced a chuckle and asked again, “What happened?”She set the glass on the nightstand and slid under the covers beside me. “Nothing happened,” she said, then added, “William was out there getting water too.”The situation pulled at me in a way I did not understand. I said, “I guess he got an eyeful.”“He wasn’t the only one,” Samantha replied. Her words made me turn toward her in sudden panic.“What do you mean?” I asked immediately. My chest felt tight as I waited.She shifted beside me and said, “Nothing,” then added, “He was in his underwear.” She continued, “We just surprised
When Samantha arrived home from work that evening, I greeted her with a smile and said, “Looks like we’re going to have a nice bit of cash for our trip.” I tried to sound relaxed, even though my chest felt tight with anticipation.Her eyes lit up briefly before concern crossed her face as she asked, “You spoke with him?” She added, “What’s he like?”I sensed her worry and said, “Relax, he seems level headed and respectful.” I continued, “He won’t even be around all that often.”She grabbed a bottle of water from the refrigerator and asked, “What’s his name again?” Her voice sounded casual, but her shoulders were tense.“William,” I said. “He’s a few years older than us, divorced, has two kids, and he’s a self admitted workaholic.”She chuckled softly and asked, “Why do you think I’ll like him?” Her tone carried mild suspicion.“I don’t know,” I replied. “I ju
I trembled as I listened to the woman I loved moan with a harsh, feral intensity I had never heard from her before. The man’s body loomed over her, his muscles tight and rolling as his dick pumped into her, and even without seeing below, I knew immediately that he was bigger than me.I woke with my heart pounding and my skin slick with sweat. The sheets were raised near my groin, my body hard and aching from what I had just dreamed.I was aroused from a dream about another man in bed with my wife. The realization hit me all at once.“Shit,” I muttered to myself. The word felt heavy and wrong in my mouth.That thought was twisted and disturbing. It made my stomach knot even as my body stayed hard.I hurried into the bathroom and shut the door behind me. I relieved myself there in a frantic release that ripped through me and left my legs weak.It felt as though Sammie’s earlier admission had planted something deep inside my mind. As the thought grew, it wrapped tighter around me until i







