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Cuckold Guide For Shy Wives Pt. 01

Let me start out with a very simple question for all the ladies out there. I need you to be totally honest right now. Are you turned on by the following scenario?

A handsome man in a suit stands in front of you. You're very attracted to him. He is smiling warmly at you, looking into your eyes lovingly. He unbuttons and then slowly unzips his pants. You are excited at the size of the bulge in his underwear. He ever so slowly pulls down the front of his briefs while still warmly smiling. His erection springs out from his briefs, bouncing around. It is muscular, thick, long, and hard with veins along its length and has a big throbbing spongy mushroom head. He whispers in your ear that you he is yours, to see and touch as you wish.

If you are turned on by that scenario, then I have a fact for you: Cuckolding is definitely for you. It's that simple!

First off, let's make this crystal clear, cuckolding is not about fucking other men and being mean to your husband. Cuckolding is about building a highly fulfilling marriage for you and your husband, where you are craved by him with extreme passion, love and desire.

Hi. My name is Ria. I've been married to my husband, Sep, for 12 years. We are both 38. I still fall more in love with him every day. About seven years ago, Sep and I slowly entered a new phase in our relationship. Let's call it the cuckold phase.Cuckold Guide For Shy Wives Pt. 01 фото

It was a huge challenge for me to overcome my shyness and conservative upbringing. But once I did, our marriage became more loving and fulfilling than either of us could have imagined. I want to share our journey, in hopes of helping other women overcome their own shyness and enjoy cuckolding.

Our progression into cuckolding was not a big jump where I was suddenly fucking other men. I know that in a lot of porn stories, that is how it happens. But the shocking truth is that I have not fucked any other men since meeting Sep. At this point we still aren't interested in that, aside from the occasional fantasy.

That is one of the most important points that I want to clarify to all the women who are hesitant to cuckold because they think it means you must fuck other men. You don't have to. I want to make that clear. A woman can fully cuckold her man without ever fucking another man.

Although, I should be honest. Once you experience the fulfillment of a cuckold marriage, once you experience the extreme passion your husband develops for you, the reality is that at that point you will want bigger cocks much more often. You will come to clearly realize that the more you share with your hubby how much you enjoy bigger sexier cocks, the more your hubby will crave and desire you. I know, it sounds too good to be true. But I promise, it is true.

Sep and I advanced through a series of smaller steps. In this series, I will try to create individual chapters, sharing the actual real-life stories of those small steps. In each chapter, I will try to provide challenges for you to accomplish that are related to that story.

Some of the challenges might have several steps. Some challenges might push your boundaries. Other challenges might be something that feels uncomfortable to do in front of, or say to, your husband. But since this book is an introductory guide, I formally promise to you that none of the challenges require you to perform any sort of risky sexual activity. Each challenge is written in a way that allows the woman to decide her own acceptable level of activity. In exchange, I want a promise from all my ladies reading this story. Truly follow the challenges. Take them seriously. Repeat this outloud right now: "I promise to give an honestly strong effort to complete the challenges."

In this first chapter I will introduce ourselves and explain how it all started on that one vacation.

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Sep and I met after college. I was a career driven business woman and he was a mechanical engineer. One day, we both attended a party thrown by a mutual friend. We started dating, fell in love, and got married. We were happy, although, our sex life was quite vanilla. We typically had sex about once a week.

We later both admitted that we each masturbated several times a week. I still masturbate several days a week. Sep is typically allowed to masturbate every day. Take note that I said masturbate, not cum. That is a story for later, but let me clarify just a little bit, for now. Sep only masturbates when I tell him to and while I watch. I usually making him stop before cumming. I'll tell you more about that edging, denial, and orgasm control, later on.

So when did our cuckolding flames start burning? We had a happy marriage. We both loved to travel. Sep introduced me to adventure travel, involving lots of oceans, mountains, volcanos and off the beaten path destinations. I especially loved the beach and introduced him to tropical resorts.

I was raised in a conservative family. Most of my life, while on vacations, I had worn average bikinis or one-piece bathing suits. One year, Sep and I had a big trip planned to Cancun. Several weeks before the trip, Sep secretly bought me a very tiny pink microbikini. I accidentally discovered the surprise when I saw him opening the Amazon package at home.

I told Sep I didn't think I could wear such a showy bikini in public, but that we could bring it. I said that maybe I could at least wear it for him in the hotel room.

Sep said that he was also hesitant. On one hand he was super turned on at the thought of seeing me dressed in something so sexy. But on the other hand he said he wasn't sure he could handle his jealousy of knowing that I was letting other men see me almost naked. Sep said he wanted to see me in the bikini so much though, that he was pretty sure he would get over his jealousy.

I can't explain it, but the thought of Sep being jealous of other men seeing me dressed sexy was quite the turn on. I would probably not go through with it, but I secretly felt nervous excitement at the thought of wearing the microbikini in public.

Sep told me that he was aware it was just his imagination running wild. He looked at me lovingly and said, "Sorry for being jealous. Inside myself, I don't really think that you are the type of woman who would enjoy teasing men by dressing sexy, so I know I don't have to worry."

I asked him what he meant.

He elaborated, "Well, some women are just more wild and enjoy when men focus on their bodies and give them attention for looking sexy. You know, they dress slutty, show cleavage, like guys staring at them. They always flirt with and show off for the cool muscular studs. You arent interested in those things like those women. You don't need that kind of attention. You are more about intellect and romance."

Wow! I sounded really boring!!! I am intellectual and romantic. But at the same time, just because I enjoy candlelit dinners and smart conversations doesn't mean I don't also enjoy male attention for looking sexy. Of course, I also enjoy a man's muscular ass, strong chest and well, let's be real here, a big weiner, or two. That's literally what I fantasize about when I masturbate.

I realized that our vanilla sex life was significantly my fault. Whatever I had done to that point, made my husband not view me as sexy. It had been years since I regularly showed any cleavage or wore a tight dress. Here I am, turned on by the thought of wearing a skimpy bikini in public and masturbating to fantasies of threesomes with muscular studs. Yet all I show my husband is that I'm too nervous and prude to dress sexy. I don't blame myself too harshly though. After all, being vulnerable and opening up can be extremely intimidating. The status quo is very comfortable and holds back the vast majority of people. I almost never felt brave enough to truly show or explore my sexy side.

I told Sep, "I do enjoy feeling sexy though."

Sep replied, "I'm sure you do enjoy feeling sexy. But dressing sexy isn't your thing really. So I'm also pretty sure I won't be feeling too jealous."

"Oh really?" I replied. "Well, I might just surprise you one day. But don't blame me for your jealousy if you see men staring."

"OK, Ria!" Sep said sarcastically. "I would enjoy seeing you dressed sexy. Go ahead and make me jealous."

"You are sure you won't try to stop me, when you see me dressed all sexy and some hot guy flirting with me?" I asked.

"Yep. Can't wait to see you dressed all slutty," he said with a sarcastic unbelieving laugh. "Flirt away!"

Well, I certainly didn't know if I would have the courage to wear the sexy clothes to make him jealous. But Sep's confidence that I wouldn't, certainly encouraged me.

Over the next week I prepared for our trip. I bought flip flops, travel sizes of medicine, several new sexier than usual vacation outfits, a hat, and another quite showy bathing suit.

The first day of our trip was just what you'd expect. We arrived, found our room, put on bathing suits, got tropical drinks, walked the beach, and explored the resort grounds. I wore a pretty, but conservative, full coverage bikini.

Our room was on the second floor and had a balcony facing directly towards the pool. The resort left us a bottle of champagne as a welcome gift. We drank the champagne on our balcony late that afternoon, while we watched the palm trees and people swimming and relaxing on the lounge chairs below.

We also had a perfect view of the hot tub. It was located about 15 feet below our balcony, near the pool, and was surrounded by tall bushes on three sides. We noticed a couple romantically kissing in the hot tub. Their romance was shattered by a group of four Chippendale-esque muscular guys.

Sep must have noticed me staring and said, "Why don't you just take a picture?"

"Aw, are you feeling jealous?" I picked on him.

"Maybe a little," Sep said laughing. "Should I be?"

"Of course not, Honey. I love your body," I replied, poking him in the side with my finger.

Then I teased Sep more and said, "Besides, it's not enough that they are just big, strong and handsome. You don't have to be jealous of that. But watch out if I find out they have really big weiners too!" I laughed and gave a big wink to Sep to make sure he knew I was joking.

Sep laughed at my joke and said "I guess I'm lucky you won't be seeing them naked to find out."

"Damn straight you are lucky!" I chuckled.

Sep laughed and said, "Well, they are like 15 years younger and I'm pretty sure they are going after the sexy party girls in thongs. So I don't think you'll be meeting them, babe."

We got back to the room after a late dinner. Sep asked me to try on the sexy new microbikini that he had bought for me. I told him that I wasn't ready to wear it yet, even though on the inside the thought of wearing it aroused me tremendously!

Sep was very understanding and we ended up having average sex before falling asleep. I felt frustrated with myself for once again, being the boring one. What made this even worse was that I knew I wasnt actually boring.

My problem was that I simply was being too uptight to share fantasies. How do I know this? Because as I gave Sep a blowjob that night, I literally was thinking about how hot the guys from the hot tub were and I imagined blowing them all!

We woke up the second day and went to breakfast. We returned to our room and Sep changed into his bathing suit. He was slightly above average height, and had nice muscles, not big not small, but athletic looking with just visible abs. Sep grabbed our beach stuff and said he would go reserve lounge chairs in a good location. A good location for us meant at the pool, with a view of the tropical ocean, and near the bar.

As I was getting ready, I grabbed another conservative bikini from my suitcase. I saw the new microbikini laying in there and felt a bit of a thrill imagining it on myself. While I didn't normally dress showy, I secretly, very much enjoyed knowing that I had great curves that drove men wild.

I have always been in good shape. I did gymnastics in high school. What stopped me from pursuing gymnastics further was my curves. I have a small waist, big bubble butt, wide hips, and large D boobs. You know the old saying, 'What's bad for gymnastics is good for the beach'. Okay, I made up the saying, but it's true none the less. Temptation overpowered me and I tried on the microbikini.

I couldn't believe it when I saw myself in the mirror. The triangles on top had my boobs spilling out in every direction. Little more than my nipples were covered. Yet somehow, the bikini provided ample support which lifted my boobs and made them extra jiggly.

The bottoms had a tiny triangle of material in the front. They were so low cut that my little landing strip of hair and most of my mound were exposed. The top of the triangle was only an inch above my clit.

I felt beyond sexy as I looked at myself. Checking out my ass in the mirror, there was nothing but a tiny string disappearing between my ass cheeks. I had always been proud of my round ass. My pussy was starting to heat up. I was definitely feeling the mood.

I felt torn. I didn't want to be viewed as a total slut. But I felt really sexy and excited as I considered what it would feel like to be wearing this bikini outside, in public. I wondered if Sep was actually ready to handle seeing me in public like this. Would his jealousy or arousal win?

I got the idea to test the waters, by going out on our balcony. I stood there, in semi-view of anyone that happened to look up at our balcony. They could easily see through the glass wall. I felt even sexier. I walked over and leaned my stomach against the railing. At that moment the neighbor's balcony door opened.

A man walked outside wearing just a small boxer brief swimsuit. He was tall and lean with huge chest muscles that looked like two shields, and big biceps. I counted at least six visible abs. The man said "Wowww! Well helloooo there, neighbor."

I turned to look and covered my boobs with my hands. I realized my pussy was barely covered and my landing strip totally visible, so I moved my right hand down there. It must have looked terribly awkward.

I was in shock, wearing next to nothing. He was clearly impressed, based on his excited smile and staring eyes. I felt on display. I was on display. He made absolutely no attempt to conceal his gawking. He also made no attempt to conceal the large bulge in his tight swimsuit. I'm quite sure he noticed my eyes moving straight to his crotch.

The balconies were set up such that they shared a common glass wall between them. He reached his right hand out over the railing. I stared straight at his big bulge and the way it smooshed against the glass as he leaned forward. I abruptly and noticeably jerked my eyes away from his bulge and to his eyes. He gave me a wink that I could only interpret as if to say, 'Hey, I know you were checking out my package.' How embarrassed I felt, getting caught ogling his package through the glass divider between our balconies.

I was standing a few feet away from the glass wall, frozen. He said laughing, but with seriousness, "Come over here!" I instinctively obeyed. He then said, "Shake my hand!"

I don't know what came over me between feeling frozen and just doing whatever he told me. I stepped forward, took my left hand off my boob to shake his hand and said, "Oh, hello."

My left hand and his right hand did not fit together and we couldn't shake. He laughed and asked if I was a lefty.

I laughed and said, "Oh, no, sorry."

Removing my right hand from hiding my bottom, I reached out and shook his hand. I realized my landing strip was on full display. Electricity shot through my body as he held my hand. The handshake lasted longer than normal. He just held my hand forever as he commented, "I'm Mike. It's such a pleasure to meet you. What is your name?"

He eventually released my hand.

"I'm Ria, nice to meet you too," I said.

"Getting ready for the beach? We were just getting ready too," he commented. "Be careful with this tropical sun. It can burn you really quickly. Don't forget to put on lots of sunblock. That bikini isn't going to give you much sun protection."

He hungrily inspected my body as he said this. His eyes lingered on my landing strip. I didnt want to bring extra attention to my exposure, so I didn't cover it back up with my hand, and just acted like it was normal.

I felt even more on display now. I told him, "Oh, I don't think I'll wear this to the pool. I was just trying it on. I think my husband would be way too jealous to handle other men seeing me in this."

Mike laughed, "Oh, your husband? Well, I see you, so I think it's a little late for that."

"I suppose it is too late indeed," I laughed back.

Oh my gosh, what would Sep think when he found out about this. Another man saw me in the microbikini and I had a whole conversation with him. Not only that, but just think what that other man was wearing! At the same time, I could feel my pussy absolutely flooding like it hadn't done since I was a teenager. A woman knows when she is getting wet, and I was gushing.

Mike said, "Well, it was nice chatting with you. We are going down to the pool now. There's a friendly volleyball tournament for hotel guests starting today. It starts in three hours. Do you guys like volleyball? We need two more people for our team."

I didn't know how I would tell Sep what happened. I definitely needed to tell him though. I thought it would greatly improve the situation if Sep could see that Mike was happily coupled, instead of just a hot single stud. Plus Sep and I both enjoyed playing volleyball. So I said, "Ok, yeah, we like volleyball."

Mike said, "Perfect. Meet us at the courts at 1 PM. See you then."

"OK, see you then," I replied. "Bye."

"Bye bye," he said, waving and staring right at my bush.

Mike just stood there looking at me, as if he was politely waiting for me to walk away first. I started to back away, realizing my ass had nothing but a tiny piece of dental floss covering my crack. He hadn't seen that yet. My landing strip was clearly visible, so the lesser evil seemed to show my booty.

I turned around, with him still waiting, watching. I can't believe what I did next.

When I was in college I had a brief sexy phase. I wasn't a slut at all, like a lot of girlfriends. In fact, I didn't have sex until my senior year, and only gave three guys blowjobs during that four years. As a freshman, I realized that my curves were powerful on men.

There were a lot of rich girls who dressed sexy and acted like they were God's gift to men. I didnt get along well with those bitchy girls. At some moment during my sophomore year, I realized that my curves were way sexier than their's. I started dressing showier and stealing the attention.

I loved the feeling that all the men gave their attention to me instead of to those other girls. I purposely learned to walk like a model, to swing my ass in a way that would drive guys crazy. I even learned how to make my boobs bounce extra with each step. In fact, I would walk into class just as the bell rang, so that I could tease all the men.

On weekends, I would go to bars dancing with my girlfriends and tease men even worse. I would grind with them, innocently bounce my breasts, and make out a lot. I never went further than that. My friends would hook up with different guys every weekend. I certainly wanted to do more, but I was just too shy at the time. Instead, I ordered my first dildo, my junior year. After a night of feeling guys getting hard dancing, I would go home and masturbate. I thoroughly enjoyed the feeling of teasing and exciting them.

This period lasted all through college,

and right up to when I met Sep. That was almost 20 years ago though. I have still never even showed my sexy model walk to Sep. He still doesn't know about my sexy tease phase. I didn't hide it or lie about it. Sep and I are very honest with each other. I just never had an obvious chance to tell him.

 

There was only about five steps between me and the balcony door. I took my first step, placing one foot directly infront of the other. I could feel my ass cheeks swing over to one side. I took my next step, my foot crossing across my midline as it landed infront. I could feel my booty cheeks swinging back to the other side. As I took the final steps, I looked over my shoulder. Mike was there with his jaw wide open. I stepped inside, giving an extra bounce to my 34Ds.

Sep was surely wondering what was taking so long. I took the bathing suit off. The bikini crotch was absolutely drenched with pussy juice. I reached down and slid a finger in my slit. It was literally dripping wet. I was about to finger myself to an orgasm, as my phone rang. It was Sep, asking where I was. I told him I would be right down.

I wiped my pussy dry with a washcloth. I threw the microbikini on the bed and got out a purple one piece bathing suit that Sep really liked. It had some cleavage and was a little bit cheeky in the back.

I found Sep down at the pool. The lounge chairs he reserved were between the pool bar and the hot tub. He jumped up and greeted me with a kiss.

I dreaded telling him about the neighbor seeing me in my bikini. I also felt guilty about how turned on I had been. I was about to confess, when a waitress appeared and asked if we wanted any drinks. This was all-inclusive, so the answer is always yes. We ordered and then both laid down on the loungers.

I had a skirt and t-shirt on over the bathing suit. As I took it off Sep looked so nervous. His expression relaxed after realizing I was in the purple one piece. He said, "Oh, you didn't wear the microbikini?"

"I was too shy. It literally shows everything probably. Anyone that sees me would see my entire landing strip and mound. Are you disappointed?" I asked.

Sep said he wasn't upset and that he didn't think he could handle his jealousy of me letting any other men see my sexy curves like that. Well, that didn't ease my nerves.

Sep asked, "Maybe you'll wear it just for me later?"

I replied, "I think so, Honey."

I figured that after everything that happened with Mike, Sep truly deserved a show.

As we were waiting for the waitress to bring the drinks, I said, "So I met the neighbor on the balcony. That's why I took so long. We ended up talking for a bit."

"Oh, that's nice. Were they nice?" Sep asked.

"Very nice. They even invited us to play volleyball with them today at 1 PM."

"That sounds fun. Cool!" Sep replied.

"They said they needed another two people for their team. I figured it would be nice to meet another couple, so I said yes."

"Okay, great. Do you know where the courts are?" Sep asked.

"Nope, but I figure we can head over a bit early to find them," I replied.

The waitress brought our piña coladas. I was preparing to tell Sep about Mike. But there was a comedy and acrobatic show, with a tight rope over the pool, that was just beginning. We watched for about an hour. Lunch was served by the pool during the show. Then, after the show we got up and headed over to the volleyball courts.

There was still a friendly volleyball pickup game finishing as we approached the courts. From a distance, Sep pointed out that the four Chippendale stripper men we saw yesterday, were on the court. They were playing against what appeared to be a team of two middle-aged couples.

"Oh, you mean the men that I will never meet because I'm too old for them?" I commented sarcastically.

As we approached, we saw that it was a four on four game. The four stripper-looking men were all looking hot. Two of them were wearing boxer brief swimsuits and two were in speedos. Sep would get very jealous anytime we saw even a muscular shirtless guy. These four men on the court were his worst nightmare! As we approached closer it was obvious how great shape they were in, huge muscles and huge bulges. Sep complained that just because the men are hot doesn't mean they have to show off like that. Every woman was just staring hungrily.

Sep and I found two seats on a long bench. Sep kept complaining that the guys didn't have to show off their giant weiners like that. He said, "There should be rules against that at the resort. Do you see those bathing suits? Do you see how big those guys are, down there?"

I said, "Are you joking? Do you really want me to answer that? Uh, yeah, obviously I see them, How could I not see something so big?"

Sep glared at me jealously and said, "There should be resort rules! Do you see that? You can literally see the exact shape of the guys' weiners as they move. "

"Oh, I definitely see! I see every vein and ridge," I said laughing.

Sep lightly punched me on my arm.

I said, "Let me get this straight. You want to allow women with big boobs and asses to wear microbikinis. But if a guy has a bigger penis he shouldn't be allowed to wear breifs?"

"Men get more jealous than women. It's just nature. It feels worse for a man," Sep said.

I replied laughing, "What? Worse for a man? You think I dont get jealous when you stare at a woman with bigger boobs? It's no different. You staring at a woman with bigger boobs is no different than," I paused and pointed at the four men, "than me staring at these men with much bigger penises."

Sep acknowledged my words with a grunt. Fortunately the conversation stayed light hearted. I wouldn't blame Sep if he were upset at me for pointing out they were bigger. I gave Sep a hug and noticed that he was semi-hard. I thought that was odd.

Suddenly it hit me like a freight train. I recognized Mike, our neighbor, on the court. He was one of the guys in square-cut tight briefs with a very large visible cock outline. My stomach sank. The game ended and the players exited the court.

A couple minutes later, Mike walked towards us. I was so nervous. He came over and stood right in front of us. As I looked forward, his weiner was gigantic, just inches away. It was resting to the left in his briefs, angled sideways under the waist band and literally almost reaching his side. I didn't realize a soft penis could be that big. The giant mushroom like ridge was completely visible.

"Hi Ria! I'm so glad you guys came," Mike said.

My eyes were glued to his bulge. When I looked up I realized he had caught me and he gave me that exact same wink as earlier, the one that says 'I know you were just staring at my cock.'

Surely Sep was wondering how this person knew me! I stood up and said hello. Mike leaned in and we exchanged a kiss on the cheek. Sep followed suit and stood up with me.

"This must be your husband," Mike said, and shook Sep's hand. Sep said hello and smiled at Mike.

I asked Mike where his wife was. He was confused and asked what I was talking about. I said that he had told me earlier that they were getting ready for the beach. Mike explained that he never said he had a wife. I had made a terrible assumption. Mike and three friends were sharing a two bedroom suite that was next to our room.

Mike said to me, "You changed your bathing suit. I have to tell you, I hope it's not too forward, but you looked incredible in that other bathing suit, the pink bikini."

I couldn't believe what Mike just said. I was in such trouble. I only brought one pink bikini and Sep knew exactly which one. Sep looked quite upset, but also had a mysteriously excited look at the same time.

"Come over here. Let me introduce you to the rest of the team," Mike said as he walked away.

I quickly told Sep, "I can explain. I'll explain. Do you want to go? We don't have to do this."

Sep just leaned in and hugged me and said I could, "Explain later, my love". I hugged him back. He leaned in and gently kissed my ear and cheek. Sep sure was being nice, for having just learned that Mike had seen me in the pink microbikini.

We walked over to the team. Mike introduced us to everyone. The guys all gave me a kiss hello on the cheek. Sep was surprisingly friendly and shook their hands.

Mike looked in my eyes and said, "It's so hot out. Sep, could you please go get us four ice waters."

I couldn't believe Mike said that. Even more so, I couldn't believe Sep just turned and left towards the bar. I have no clue what got into him. He left me alone with these four hottest men I'd ever seen.

Sep came back carrying the ice waters. The guys all thanked him. The volleyball game was about to start. The game was 6 verses 6. There were 8 teams entered and it was a sudden death tournament. The rules certainly said it was friendly, but as expected, all the teams took it very seriously. Today was Monday, and the final game would be played Thursday. Each member of the winning team would receive a free t-shirt from the resort.

The organizer asked for our team name. After some discussion the guys asked me to go tell him that our name was Ria's Big Toys. I looked at Sep and was pretty sure he would be upset. But he just agreed it was a good name. I knew how humiliating it must be that my name was being associated with these guys penises, in public.

At the start, I was in the front between two guys and Sep was in the back corner. The four guys were all between six and six and a half feet. Sep was about five eleven. We did really well on the first day of the tournament. Sep actually played great, even better than the other guys. I gave him a giant kiss after one of his spikes.

During the game my cheeky one piece gave me a big wedgie. I felt on display with three studs behind me. I think its a guy's sports thing, that on really big plays the guys would sometimes smack each other's asses, instead of high-fiving. I was quite turned on seeing the spankings.

There was one big play where I heroically saved the ball and won the point. One of the guys high-fived me. Another guy said, "I guess females don't get ass slaps?"

I said laughingly, "I don't want any special treatment. They should just treat me like one of the guys. Right, Sep?"

Everyone turned to Sep who was behind me. He had little choice and with obvious nervousness answered, "Equality all the way!"

The guy firmly slapped my cheeks, still with the bathing suit wedgie between them. It seemed the slap was way harder than what the guys typically do to each other.

On the very next play, Mike had a huge spike. All the guys ran over and slapped his ass. I was standing next to Mike and I went to give him a high five. But as I did he said, "Equality?"

I turned to Sep. He had a totally helpless on his face. I looked in his eyes, and he gulped as he subtly shook his head yes. I got a little pit in my stomach as I built up the courage and slapped Mike's firm briefs covered ass cheek with my hand. All the guys laughed heartily, except for Sep who looked confused.

The butt slapping continued on each good play. The guys even gave Sep a few extra hard slaps on his good plays. Over the rest of the game I had several good hits. Each time, the guys would all gather around me and slap my ass. And each time they did, it was way harder than they slapped each others asses. At one point I let out a slight yelp when I got a particularly hard slap.

I said, "Hey, why do I get slapped harder than everyone else?"

Someone replied, "The bigger the booty cheeks, the bigger the slap. And that is one big bubble booty!"

We won the game on the next play. I quickly approached Sep to see if he was okay. He hugged me and said, "Wow, you played great."

I asked him, "You aren't upset, about the butt slaps?"

"No, it's just a part of the game? All athletes do it. Right?" He said, in a questioning, uncertain tone.

"Yeah, I guess so," I replied.

The guys were all dripping with sweat. That didnt stop a couple of them from coming over and putting their arms around me tightly. Mike, the guy I met, asked Sep again to go get some cold waters for everyone.

It was odd to stand there with the mens arms around me, watching Sep walk away to go get drinks for them. He kept turning and looking as he walked away. Sep returned with waters for everyone.

With that, we parted ways with the rest of the team. They all shook Sep's and and gave me very tight, long, hugs goodbye where I got there sweat all over my chest and stomach. The next game was at 11 AM the tomorrow.

Sep and I stopped at a bar for Margaritas and then returned to our hotel room to rest a while before dinner.

I was expecting a big difficult conversation about the events of today, but Sep was clearly too nervous to bring it up. When we got into the room though, there was no longer a need to break the ice and bring it up because I had forgotten to put the pink bikini away.

Sep spotted it laying on the bed. He grabbed it and let out a gasp as he instantly noticed the soaking wet crotch. Sep, being the kinky guy he is, smelled the crotch and said, "Ria, so apparently you wore this without me?"

I timidly answered, "I tried it on this afternoon. I just wanted to see what it looked like on me."

Sep asked, "So? How did it look?"

"Oh gosh, I felt super sexy in it. It is so small and literally shows almost everything," I answered.

Sep pressed the tiny crotch to his face and sniffed. He asked, "How did it get so wet?"

"Don't be mad Sep. I didn't do it on purpose. But the neighbor saw me in it," I said.

"How?" Sep asked.

I said, "I tried on the suit inside, but I wanted to get a feel for what it would feel like to wear it outside. So I went on the balcony. I was just standing there when I heard Mike's voice saying hello."

"Mike? From Volleyball? He is our neighbor? The chippendale with the giant, you know?" Sep exclaimed.

"Yes, yes, yes, that Mike. Mike from volleyball with the, you know. But I swear, I didn't do it on purpose. He just appeared out of nowhere," I testified.

"He saw you? You talked to him? You stood close? How long? How close?" Sep questioned.

"He shook my hand for a long time, much longer than usual. So, I guess, close enough to shake hands?" I replied timidly. "But I didn't initiate the contact, I promise. I was in shock and just froze. I would have just gone back inside, but he told me to come over and then he told me to shake his hand, and then he just held it for like ten seconds. I'm sorry. You must be so jealous."

"He told you to?" Sep asked jealousy. "You just did what he said? How did he get that power over you. Why would you?"

"I don't know. I'm not sure. Should I be honest?" I asked.

"Yes, obviously!" Sep replied.

I said, "Dont be mad. I was already feeling like I had no control over the situation. I was wearing this tiny bikini that made me feel extremely vulnerable and on display."

"That doesn't explain why you just did whatever he said," Sep pointed out. "You never just do what I say like that."

I explained, "But don't you understand? I was in total shock and just froze in my tracks. My landing strip was totally visible. I only had a strip of dental floss covering my ass. My nipples were barely covered. I'm in that situation, feeling out of control and then on top of that, the man seeing me like that is..."

I was nervous to continue.

"Is what?" Sep demanded.

"Well, you saw him. He is muscular, tall, with the biggest, you know, I'd ever seen in my life!"

"You saw his dick?" Sep asked.

"No, clearly I didn't actually see it. But I mean, it's huge and the material is thin. That's why he caught me frozen," I said.

"What do you mean, he caught you frozen?" Sep asked.

"He caught me frozen, in shock, just staring at his bulge," I told Sep.

"Ok, but that still doesn't explain why when he saw you, you didn't just run inside. Why would you just come to him when he told you to?" Sep asked.

"When a woman is on display in a tiny bikini and getting exposed like that, she is already obviously feeling sexy. And I'm just not used to being around that kind of man and feeling so...," I paused.

"So... what?" Sep pushed.

"So turned on. Please don't be mad" I said.

"And that makes you just obey him?" Sep asked.

"Well, I guess it did. I'm just being honest. A muscular man like that, with an obviously amazing penis, he's just obviously dominant. Women are just naturally submissive to men like that. It's just natural for him to be in control," I said.

"Strong men with big dicks just get to be in control of all the women?" Sep asked.

I started giggling and replied, "Not just women. You tell me, Sep. I mean, you were pretty quick to also obey him when he told you to get drinks, twice."

Sep just nodded his head, grudgingly acknowledging my point, as there was no denying it.

I expected Sep to be so mad. His face indeed looked upset. But As I hugged him I was shocked to discover his cock was rock hard.

"Aren't you mad?" I asked.

"Of course I'm mad," Sep said.

"I didn't plan for him to be there. I didn't plan to be, undressed, like that. I didn't plan for him to be dressed so that I could clearly see the details of..." I said.

"Of what Ria? His Amazing penis?" Sep said unexcitedly. You really thought it was amazing?"

Seps cock clearly stiffened as I answered. My pussy was getting soaked far beyond normal, telling Sep how impressive Mike's penis was. Feeling Sep's arousal, I decided to gamble and took a chance describing it further.

"... the details details of his cock. I could see the big ridge, the veins, each individual ball. His mushroom head looked like a tennis ball almost. It was pointing sideways, and the full soft length almost reached the side of his hip. He was soft, but it was huge," I continued.

My hand had found its way to Sep's cock. It throbbed incredibly as I described Mike. I had no understanding of what was happening. Sep was clearly feeling very jealous and upset, but at the same time he was undeniably aroused more than I've ever seen him. The arousal seemed to be just winning over the jealousy.

Sep asked jealously, "Why is your bikini is so wet?"

"What do you expect?" I exclaimed. "Of course I got so wet. It turned me on like crazy to have the guy with the biggest cock I'd ever seen, lustfully looking at me like that."

At that moment Sep rolled me over onto my back, ripped off my bathing suit, and dove down on my pussy. He licked with more passion than he ever had. I hadn't showered, I was sweaty, but with his tongue he attacked my tits, my asshole and my pussy. I had fantasies to have my asshole worshiped, but it seemed too kinky to share previously. My eyes rolled back as the biggest orgasm I'd had in my whole life overtook my body.

I paid Sep back with the greatest blowjob I'd ever given him. I deepthroated him for the first time and swallowed all of it. I'd never swallowed his cum before.

Sep explained to me later that night that he had actually seen me on the balcony talking to Mike. He admitted that he sat in his pool chair and was rock hard watching, but that he was very confused why he was so hard.

Knowing that Sep saw me talking to Mike in the pink microbikini, truly turned me on. As soon as Sep told me, we ended up having an incredibly passionate hour of lovemaking, not our usual ten minutes. I didn't say sex, I said passionate lovemaking.

We were both confused though. It was easier to not talk about it than to try figuring out what just happened. So through dinner and that evening, not a word was mentioned.

The next morning we went to breakfast at the buffet. There was still no mention of yesterday's events. But Sep and I were more affectionate than usual. We kissed a lot and held hands. He even nicely got up to get me butter and juice.

In the past three years we had never had sex more than once in four days. When we got back to the room after breakfast, Sep and I got undressed to put on bathing suits. We couldn't keep our hands off each other. We ended up making passionate love for the third time in just 16 hours.

 

 

After making love, Sep got dressed faster. By the time he was fully ready, I was still laying in bed. Sep announced he would go ahead to reserve good seats by the pool.

He and I were both individually aware of the events from yesterday, even though we didnt discuss them yet. I assume he was thinking about them just as much as I was, constantly. Before leaving, he gave me long slow kiss.

Summary

So there you have it. Sep's and my first experience related to cuckolding. It all started on that one vacation day.

The take home lesson here is very simple: Cuckolding is the ultimate method to fill your marriage with passion.

My husband bought me a microbikini that he desperately wanted to see me wearing. I showed off to another man instead. I never expected it, but my husband was filled with incredible desire for me all because I told him how turned on it made me to show off to another man.

My husband was raging with passion for me every time I told him that another man's body muscular and hot. Moreover, my husband got so turned on by me by just telling him that I thought another man had an amazing cock.

Today's Challenges

I have two challenges for you to complete today. Remember, you made a promise that you would give an honest hard effort to complete these.

The key to every challenge in this series is to do them for real. Meaning, do not just do it all cutely, in a humoring fasion, for the sake of completing the challenge. Do it for real. For example, a challenge might be to find a man in public that you find hot and brush your boobs against him. Do not say to your husband "I'm going to do this because the guide said to." Do not say to your husband, "Do you want me to brush my boobs on that man?" You need to have the attitude of saying to your husband instead, "Oh, that guy is handsome, I want to brush my boobs on him."

So today's challenges:

1. It is super important for a marriage to keep your husband constanly realizing that his wife sexually thinks about men. This drives men's desire to the moon. Over the next several days, at least three different times throughout the day, point out hot men or share pictures of naked men that you find hot. Its better to show him in person if possible. But texting is great if you aren't together. Say something like "I wish I could lick this guys strong chest", "Have you ever seen such a perfect ass?", "Wow, I would love to suck this cock", "I always wanted to try a cock this thick." The key here is that your husband must think the reason you are looking at these pictures is because you are just feeling horny for a sexy man. It will turn him on crazily.

2. When you are in public, or watching tv, at least 20 times during the coming week, point out to your husband a guy that is "your type". That may seem like a lot. But just trust me, it is not even close to enough. Say things like: "That guy is so hot", "That guy is exactly the type of guy I always fantasized about fucking", "I have always been so attracted to guys with hair like that", "wow, did you see how sexy that guy was?".

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