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Cuckold Husband Stories HOME >CUCKOLD STORIES > I Resisted, but Not Enough! BY: Ms. Marie I was shocked! My husband,, asked me to make
love to another man right in front of him…….. and
I didn't know what to say. He told me that he
had always been a voyeur and that was what
got him excited the most. The whole thought of
making love to another man (especially in front of him) really had me thinking that he was a bit
strange, or a bit queer. No matter how you
looked at it, it certainly wasn't an accepted act!
Not sure exactly how to react to this request and
we talked about it quite a bit. I admitted that
there were times when I would fantasize about other men, or men without faces. But fantasies
are one thing, and actually doing it quite another.
A little about us… We've been married about a
year, I'm 27, and he's 35. I'm about 5'6", 125lbs
with "C" breasts and a flat stomach. He's about
6'0", 190 lbs, muscular and with some sexy hair on his chest and very strong arms. While on the one hand it did excite me a little to
think about the possibilities…. Although I
wouldn't tell him that I did "play" with the
thought from time to time. Anyway… one day
we were out drinking and dancing and I had
danced a few dances with another guy who had asked me. When I went back to the table my
husband leaned over and whispered…. "Would
you like to make it with that guy?" I got a little
red-faced and I'm sure I was blushing enough to
light up the room… but I answered, "No! I don't
want to go to bed with anyone but you!" He replied "I saw you up there!" (speaking of me
dancing with the stranger) "and you certainly
seemed to be enjoying yourself!" "AND if you had
pushed up against him any harder you'd have
done it right there on the dance floor!" He was right… I had been enjoying myself and I
had enough drinks in me to relax… and for a few
moments there I had forgotten about him being
in the audience and had just relaxed and gone
with the flow. Rich, the guy I was dancing with,
was an attractive man about 6 ft tall, strong and very muscular. He had curly hair and a very
disarming manner. I was attracted, but the
thought of going to bed with him hadn't even
entered into my mind. HUBBY DOESN'T LOOK TO
HAPPY HERE My husband said, "wouldn't you?" He was
prodding now… and I felt as though he was
trying to inject something else into it that wasn't
there. I replied, "No!" Well, that was about it that night as we went
home together and I had almost forgotten all
about it but when we were making love….. He
asked me if I was thinking about the other guy? I
told him that I hadn't been but he pressed on and
we talked about it for a long time that night. I was feeling a little strange as I sorta felt that he
wanted to see me do something that would
cause us to break up! But then I was kind of
curious as to whether he would get jealous or
not. Maybe because I was secretly hoarding
some sexy thoughts myself! He assured me that he wasn't trying to get
something against me or to break up… he just
wanted to "watch". Then he suggested that
maybe the next time we go out… I could just
"make out" with another guy while he watched?
We continued to talk about it with him stressing that he would stay out of sight and would only
watch! And that I didn't have to do anything but
make out with him, but that right after the guy
would leave… we would make love! He kept
stressing that watching made him super excited
and that I should do it for him. Well, after some time went by, I began thinking
that there wasn't any thing wrong with making
out with some guy as long as I didn’t go all the
way and "we" made love afterwards. It would
be like a marital aid! Besides I think that in the
back of my mind I kinda wanted to experiment too! It was kind of an exciting thought. Anyway,
many nights when we would make love he
would whisper in my ear that "he" was
watching from a closet… or behind the drapes… I
found myself becoming excited with the thought. Anyway… One night while fixing us drinks he
suddenly said "Tonight's the night, Honey!" As he
slid up next to me, handed me a drink and tried
to nuzzle my neck. I knew instinctively what he was talking about
but had to play dumb… and said "Tonight's the
night for what, Honey??" I took the drink out of
his hand and took a sip. "I wanna watch you make out with some guy
tonight, get him all hot and then come back and
make love to me!" "Are you sure that you wouldn't get mad?" I
took another sip of the drink he had made, as it
seemed like a good thing to do to make the
answer seem casual. "Yes, Honey… I'm sure I wouldn't get mad! But I
can't promise that I won't get HOT! And I know
that "Shorty" will give you a standing salute! " Shorty " was his playful name for his cock.
Whenever he felt like playing… he would refer to
his cock that way. "O.K. I'll go out this one night
but if I can't find someone that I like to pick me
up… the deal is off OK? "All ya gotta do is enjoy yourself, dance as much
as you want to with whomever you want… I
don't want to push you into anything! But me
and "Shorty" want to see you get "hot" with
someone! And then we'll finish you off
afterwards!" HUSBAND WATCHES HIS WIFE He took my hand and placed in over his crotch
pressing himself against me and making it
obvious that he had a partial erection! I smiled
and we kissed! We made love and I played with
the thought of making love to a different man!
The fantasy wasn't necessarily a different fantasy but now it was a possible fantasy and I found
the thought very exciting! He made love to me
for almost an hour. I could tell he was more
excited than usual… and that in turn made me
more excited. Normally I find it difficult to cum,
but tonight seemed different in that not only was I wetter than I normally am, but I came in rather
short order. And he, right behind me! It was Friday and we drove out to the outskirts
of town and he dropped me off at a popular bar
that we are not known at. He said he'd be in a
few minutes to watch from a distance and keep
track of what was going on to make sure things
didn't go awry. I was to sit at the bar and order a drink…. But after the few I had already had at
home… I felt that I wouldn't need too much more
and should limit the drinks that I got there. I
went to the bar and ordered a drink… it wasn't
but a few moments before someone started to
hit on me. Several guys sitting at a table nearby started talking to me. I told them that I was
waiting for a friend. One of them eventually
asked me if I would like to dance? I told him that
I would but only until my friend arrived! We
danced and talked… and he returned to the bar
with me to talk. The second guy got up and walked with me to
the dance floor, which was pretty crowded…. It
was a fast dance… and we danced several
dances… then I came back to where I was seated
at the bar and he to the table where the other
guys were… Then another guy asked me to dance…. And it was a slow dance! I said ok… and
we walked to the dance floor and as he pulled
me to him it seemed as though he was a
professional dancer as he moved so fluidly and
harmonically. Then almost as a compliment to his
dancing skills, he managed to whisper in my ear that he loved the way that I moved! I felt as
though he had done this many times before and
he knew his compliments took him to higher
levels. My heard swirled as I listened to his
compliments and felt his hard body come
together with mine along with the tempo of the music. This time I accompanied him back to their
table rather than returning to the bar…. He was a
tall rather muscular guy with broad shoulders
and small waist and hip s. He looked like he could
handle himself in any sort of rough situation but
had a big friendly smile that beguiled those rough and tumble cave man charms and made him
appear much more like a Mr. Nice guy! I found myself looking at him and wondering
how good a kisser he was??? I wondered if he
would make a pass or not? I wondered what he
thought of me? And then dismissed those
thoughts as I thought of my husband sitting at
the bar…… and watching. I glanced over in his direction and saw him smiling at me. I stayed and talked with Mr. Nice guy and all the
others at the table and they all bought me several
drinks. At one point I had 3 drinks in front of me.
I found myself laughing and having a good time
in spite of being aware of my husband sitting in
the background watching me! In fact… I was beginning to enjoy this sexy little game. Maybe it
was the drinks, maybe it was the sexy dancing
that we'd been doing, maybe it was his
intoxicating compliments, but I was definitely
starting to enjoy myself. With my husband in the background watching I
felt safe, maybe too safe, but I was enjoying the
moment and I just wanted to let it all happen and
didn't want it to stop! The drinks were having their desired effects, and
I staggered and almost fell when I stood up to
dance one time…. Sitting back down I said that I
thought that I had, had enough! Mr. Nice guy
offered to give me a ride home since my friend
hadn't showed up… and I accepted! I was a little tipsy when we left and he had his arm around
me to help steady me as we walked to the door.
His hand gripped my waist a little stronger than
"I thought" necessary… but then he was trying to
get a cheap "feel" out of it too because his fingers
stretched out around my stomach below my breasts and it seemed as though he was trying to
hold "all of me" All this excited me very much as I
could feel the anticipation build and my heart
beat faster…. I knew it might not happen tonight
but it looked as though it might! I glanced over at my husband as we walked out
the door and he started walking out at about the
same time. We went our way to his car … The
plan was for my husband to follow us and I
would make out with him in the parking lot
giving my husband a chance to get up to the apartment first. It took only about 15 or 20 minutes to make the
trip to my apartment and park in the parking lot.
As my husband ran up the steps to the apartment
house we were parking in the lot, I leaned my
head against my dates shoulder and put my hand
around his bicep. Boy! This guy had an arm on him! I almost swooned right there! He leaned
down and kissed me… I kissed him back
allowing his tongue to explore the dark recesses
of my mouth. His left hand ran his fingers thru my
hair and pulled my head back slightly and I felt
the unmistakable desire to succumb to his advances right then and there! My arms went
around him and pulled him to me…. The next
thing I knew he had his hand up inside my
blouse kneading my breast and playing with my
nipple! I tried to put him off but he was very
insistent…. I allowed him to feel my breasts and tweak my nipples. I was breathing so hard that
even I was aware of my breathing. Then he tried
to put his hand down into my panties! I was
already wet! God, I felt as though I was so wet
that he could "fall in" I was overwhelmed with all
the attention I was getting… or maybe it was the alcohol, but whatever it was I was permitting
him more latitude than I wanted to! I was
resisting but my resistance was ebbing. I felt his
fingers swirling around my clit and bringing me
ever so close to getting off… This was advancing
more quickly than I wanted… being out of practice, I found him hard to put off… and doubly
so, that I didn't really want to put him off!
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Posted on : Sep 7, 2012
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