Cuckold's Confessions Ch. 08

This story is short, very small indeed, but I want to share it to show how I became a cuckold just when I got married, even though it wasn't my will.

The beginning is like every good and banal love story that end in marriage. I met Lauren, fell in love, we dated, got engaged and married.

Lauren and I exchanged rings, were declared civilly husband and wife and exchanged kisses at 11:30 a. m. on Friday.

We had a brief lunch and at 1pm, Lauren kissed me goodbye and went with her childhood sweetheart, best man and witness at our wedding, for a weekend at a hotel in the mountains.

It was with him, an ex-boyfriend and not with me, her real husband. A short and quick honeymoon, with someone else consummating my marriage in my place.

This favor, sexual, that I had done her, an enormous kindness, that few husbands grant, was a reward, a gift of great gentleness that, with my consent, she had decided to give him for being the first man to whom she had spread her legs and granted her virginity. Now he would also have the first two days of sex of my wife's married life. He and not me.

And there would be more. Much more.

In addition to these two days, he would have other chances to have sex with her, whenever he wanted, throughout our marriage.

As I said, the decision was hers, a determined and firm woman who always has her wishes fulfilled.

I should have just agreed.

It was my role as a husband, just as she expected me to behave.

As Laureen explained to me a few days before we got married, when she told me her decision, "You know this, is conscious the story well, don't ignore that Bob was my first man. My first fuck. He broke my cherry and I love him for that, I am grateful for what he did for me, providing my entry into sexual life at 18. So I am going to reward him, darling, by giving him sex and ownership of a part of my body."

"You are my husband, you have my body, it is yours, I will give it to you whenever you want, I will never deny it to you. But Bob was the first man who introduced a cock into me, he gave me the thrill of losing my cherry and enjoying sex and penetration. That is why I want him to be my frequent bull during our marriage. With him in bed I always remember the happy moment of stop being a virgin."

Making it very clear that it was an irrevocable decision.

We would have, forever, a threesome wedding. Or more accurately, a threesome wedding. Me married to him and Bob enjoying her pussy with me in bed.

Then, without me being able to object, she invited Bob to this delicious erotic and sexual adventure of her married life.

Immediately só after the wedding, she gave me a loving kiss, a kiss from a loving wife, but not faithful, and I watched my 24-year-old wife go with her lover on what was supposed to be our honeymoon.

At the hotel, they made love for 48 hours. They had fun and had sex. Danced and had sex. Enjoyed the delicious food and had sex. Swam and had sex. In short, they enjoyed everything a good hotel for tourism and leisure has to offer, with all the free time for pleasure and him free to have sex with her as he pleased.

48 hours of sex, love and pleasure. My wife with the first man in her life. Screwing. He fucked her however and as much as he wanted.

He saw my wife naked, with no panties on, groped her breasts, her ass. He fucked her mouth, her pussy and her asshole.

A perfect, total stud.

Fucked her without a condom.

Luckily for us, those two days weren't fertile for her, otherwise she would have been inseminated and become pregnant, as she hadn't used the pill.

Only at the Sunday night, she came to our house. And finally, to start our marriage. She had been away from it for three days, in the company of another man.

Fucking with her bull. Her adorable bull.

Excited, I finally fucked her. We went to bed and had wonderful sex. Husband and wife. I had a marriage with my wife that had already been sexually consummated by another man.

And I listened, all night and for the following days, to the sensual stories of her exploits in bed with Bob, which she told me in detail, very enthusiastically.

I had four nights of pleasure with my wife. She then told me that Bob would come to our house on Thursday, to fuck her.

It was his first visit to our home. The first of the great, sensual nights they would spend together, in our bed, having sex.

She had a quick fling with him in the living room, with lots of kisses and indecent, licentious touches all over her body. His hands under her short dress. Grabbing and groping her buttocks, her smooth thighs and her pussy. Having erotic intimacies with my wife in my presence.

Bob was really in love with her and loved touching, kissing and fucking her.

They went straight to bed, undressed and screwed a lot. Her ex-boyfriend, currently her bull, mounted her four times before go away and leaving her completely fucked and well satisfied for me.

Full of cum, because the shameless guy never uses a condom.

And he started having sex with her weekly. Coming once, occasionally twice a week.

He acting as her insatiable bull; I as a complacent cuckold. Living in a marriage where the wife has a lover and likes him. He is the man who deflowered her and Lauren enjoys him as much as she enjoys me. She knows the feel and taste of his cock in the mouth, in the pussy, in the ass. And time and time again. Weekly or more. He's her usual fucker.

Her married bed receives two males. I never ask her which one is the main one. And I know very well that he's the best.

After all, Bob is the one who fucked up and smashed her cherry. That's important in a woman's life and that's why I understand that my wife likes to spread the legs and let him fuck her pussy more and more with pleasure.

And that's not all. There's more. Their intimate and sexual relationship goes beyond the weekly sexual relations that Bob is entitled to.

More than once, I've heard them conspiring, whispering, talking in low voices. Their conversations are about their desire to have a child. Bob wants to get her pregnant.

And Lauren seems quite receptive and open to the idea.

I'm sure they'll soon fulfill this desire. She'll have his child. Whom I'll certainly take care of and raise, because after all, I'm the husband, not him.