Dreams always come true or a train to nowhere
Hello! I'd like to share my story. Since childhood, I liked dressing up in women's lingerie and putting on lipstick and eyeshadow. When my mom was out, I tried to use her makeup and lingerie; the smell made my head spin. The years went by like that. I often imagined myself in a female role, but I still liked girls and porn. At 18, I met a girl I fell in love with; we dated for 3 years and got married. We had amazing sex, in every imaginable and unimaginable place and position. And once, during another game, she wanted to fuck me in the ass with a vibrator. I didn't resist much since there were no taboos in our games. After a few thrusts,
my cock almost exploded; I had never experienced an orgasm like that. I just moaned as she kept moving. After that evening, thoughts of cross-dressing and sex with a man started coming back to me. And once, when I was working the night shift, she went to a disco with a girlfriend, and some guy started hitting on her and, in the end, practically took her by force (as I found out later). I came home from work at night, and she was sleeping in bed. The blanket was slightly open, and I could see her lips were swollen, red, and a fluid was oozing from them.Instead of jealousy, my cock started to rise. I realized I wanted to lick her pussy, recently used to the fullest by someone else. I quietly undressed and lay down next to her, ran my finger over her pussy—it smelled of sperm. My mind was blown by that smell, and I wanted to lick her, but I only touched my cock, and it immediately started to spurt so much cum that I had to turn away from my wife. She started tossing and turning, and with my treacherously erect cock, I turned away and pretended to be asleep. In the morning, I pretended nothing had happened, but I developed an obsession to see my wife being taken by different guys while she moans and writhes, and then join them myself.
And I started methodically persuading my wife into group sex. I bought stacks of magazines like "Mister X" and "Temptation," trying to tell her that I would like it if she occasionally met with men or if we did it together.
She always brushed it off with jokes, and another 5 years passed until chance brought us together on a train with a man. He was returning from a work shift and was clearly hungry for girls. Moreover, my wife had changed into a short silk robe she wore at home. The guy was clearly no slouch and started flirting with my wife. Soon, cognac appeared on the table, then a second bottle. Everything was great; he showered her with compliments that grew stronger. I understood his plan: to get us drunk and have my wife. My cock started to rise again, and to calm it, I started going out to smoke more often, distracting myself from the situation. I deliberately went out more frequently to smoke, giving them a chance to talk, and soon I noticed that when I returned, they seemed to have just pulled away from each other. She was already all red, breathing heavily. Soon, I pretended to be drunk and climbed onto the top bunk. They sat there chatting sweetly, and soon I heard him offering her something, but she wanted champagne. He disappeared and, about 20 minutes later, having procured champagne somewhere, got my already tipsy wife even drunker. From above, I peeked and saw they were already sitting close, and he was stroking her legs.
They turned off the light completely, and soon I heard the smacking of his tongue licking her pussy. She gave in. From excitement, I came over and over, stroking my cock through my underwear, watching him use my wife. It went on for about an hour; he licked her, then spread her legs and started pounding her, just naturally impaling her on his cock. She whimpered quietly. Then he flipped her over and started fucking her doggy-style. He probably couldn't come for a long time, but then he started pounding her so hard she was knocking against the bunk, and soon he came inside her. After coming, he stroked her for a few more minutes, then moved back to his seat. And then my wife got up, turned on the night light, and started pulling me down from the bunk. He got scared, thinking there would be a fight, and stood ready. But instead, my wife laid me on the bunk, sat on top of me, and said, "You dreamed of licking a fucked pussy—so lick it." He realized he was lucky—that the husband himself was ready to lick what he had done. He sat opposite and started fingering my wife's pussy. Soon, his cock was hard again, and right in front of my face, his balls and cock approached her hole. The view from below was simply amazing as her lips parted under the pressure of his cock. From the double stimulation, she quickly lost it, soon trembled and came, and as he kept pounding her, our new lover came too, and another portion of their juices flowed into my mouth.
After that, I inserted my still-dripping cock into her pussy and lost all restraint. She was simply ravaged; his cock was shorter but thicker, and I tried for a long time to get pleasure sliding into the abyss.
In the morning, everyone was ashamed, and we didn't get up for a long time, but my wife got everyone up and said she wanted sex again, especially since we had to get off soon. And again, everything went according to the same script. While I went out for a smoke, our new friend didn't waste time and pumped my wife full of a new load of cum. By the time I returned, they were already chatting sweetly. My wife was sitting on the bunk, and when I sat opposite them, she spread her legs; the robe fell open, and my gaze was met by a pussy with fresh cum oozing from its lips. With a clear head, everything was, of course, embarrassing, and I started saying something about how we had a good time and all that. And then he turned my wife doggy-style and started caressing her pussy, took off his pants, and his cock was just starting to get hard. I really wanted to taste it, so I got down from the bunk into a squat, took him in my mouth. He immediately tensed up and started to grow. I wanted to bring him to the end, but he inserted his cock into my wife again and came inside her. Soon, the conductor knocked on the door and said the station was coming up. We quickly started packing and soon left the compartment of lust and debauchery.
An idiot's dream came true: my wife cheated, and I saw it! When we got off the train, my wife said, "Well, girl, did you enjoy licking me and sucking cock?" I was burning with shame, but my cock was treacherously sticking out, and she didn't need an answer! She said he took our address and promised to drop by, especially since he lives in the next town and passes by us anyway. (Specially for .org — ) And that's how it turned out.
After that, we met with him several times, and during one meeting, my wife dressed me in a dress, put makeup on me, and we both pleased him together. I realized I was ready to become a girl and a cuckold.
I suggested such a life to my wife, and she agreed. She started meeting men; often, he would take her to a bar, and by morning, she would come home fucked and full of cum (she had an IUD, so it didn't bother her much, but it drove me wild). It was wonderful when she came home in the early morning, lay on the couch, I took off her panties and started licking her swollen lips full of juices. She only came from cunnilingus, so I sort of completed what the men started, and after coming sweetly, she immediately fell asleep and only in the morning told me about what happened at the bar or sauna.
But it didn't last long (about 3 years). Then she got herself another man and started a love affair with him, then moved in with him, leaving me, saying she needed a man, not a girlfriend. And it would have been fine, but then he showed her who's boss, and after 4 months, she came running back to me, saying how great we lived and everything would be good again. But I didn't forgive her. I was thrilled when men fucked her in all positions; I loved her when she cheated, knowing she loved me too, but when she left for another, she simply betrayed me. My thoughts keep stirring up those stories we had, and I want to be a cuckold again, that one and only beloved slut.