Hello,
This was back in 2000/2001. I'd recently graduated from architecture school (Pratt Institute, in Brooklyn) and I'd been working for a small design firm for about a year. I had just broken up with my girlfriend of 1-1/2 years when I moved in with my friend and his new girlfriend. They had a spare room they needed to rent out and I was looking for a new place.
I would never pursue a friend's girlfriend, so I never even thought about her sexually. But one day, after living together for a few months, she told me about a dream she had about me. I don't remember what it was. I just remember it was sexual. I didn't take this as an advance, necessarily. I honestly didn't know how to take this. Why would she tell me this?
[Before continuing, let me just say this: I was pretty shy & insecure. I wasn't great with girls. I'd had my moments, and I was definitely getting better. But I was pretty inexperienced. Girls just really weren't that into me. And the girls that were into me ... I wasn't that into. In fact, the relationship I just got out of .... How I got in to it was, basically, we were dating for a little while. We had hooked up a few times in college, previously. One day, at a party with a group of friends, she introduced me as her boyfriend. I was totally caught off-guard. And I was afraid of the weirdness that negating her statement might cause. So I just ... let it go. I guess I was her boyfriend then. We were together for a little over a year.]
Cut back to living with my friend (I'll call him 'H') and his girlfriend (I'll call her 'S').
Nothing happened for a while after the 'dream'. But I did start to notice how sexy she could be. She really was. And she had a great ass. (Fuck.) One day, while H was out of town, S & I went out for a drink, and (to supposedly 'protect' me from this nice older guy that was hitting on me) she kissed me. And, being flattered (and insecure) and a little bit buzzed, I let her kiss me again when we got home later that evening. That was a nice kiss. ... Things were pretty-much down-hill from there.
The drama progressed pretty slowly. Some push and pull. 'We shouldn't be doing this.' Then, 'I want you.' You know. That whole deal. But there were some key moments that stood out to me that this community will appreciate.
[Note: At this time I had no idea there was any such thing as a cuckold fetish. Like I said, his was back in 2000/2001. Internet porn, for example, was barely a thing.]
One evening, S & I had just been making out when H got home. She went down to him. And moments later, I overheard him say, "You're so wet!"
Another time, we had all retired to bed and I could hear them having sex. I'm pretty sure she was louder than usual for my benefit. ... Thanks.
The last one was the hottest. And the most messed up. I don't remember whose idea this was (not mine) but we went on a trip together. Flew down south for a week. We shared a hotel room. (Great idea.) Two beds. Me in one, and them in the other. One morning, while H was in the shower, S crawled into bed with me and gave me one of the best blowjobs I had ever received. It was only for a few minutes so I never came. Which didn't help. Because the next morning, I woke up to them quietly fooling around in the bed next to me. I didn't want to listen to this (really) so I took a quick shower, then slipped out for breakfast. (I didn't come back for an hour.)
Things between us continued for a bit until I finally had to move out. The situation was too fucked up.
Years later, after the dust had settled, we were able to be friends ... sort of. (H & S were still together.) I'm not sure what possessed me to ask this, but one day, when I was hanging out with S, I asked her what sexual fantasies she wanted to try with H. She said she wanted to have sex with some Wall Street type guy in front of him ... to make H watch. (Or something to that effect.) I was actually surprised by how candid she was, so I think I just said, "That's pretty hot."
A few other notes, if you're interested:
- We never had sex ... while I was living there. Only twice after.
- At a certain point (around the time of our trip) I'm pretty sure he suspected something but, for whatever reason, he chose not to confront either of us. Eventually 'S' did tell 'H' about us. (I really wish she hadn't done that.)
- Don't ask how I got the information to make this assessment (only because its too complicated to explain and I don't really remember) but I had the impression that 'S' would often try to make 'H' cum early when they had sex, so that he would feel inadequate.
- They eventually got married. Don't know if they still are. Probably, though. I have no idea if she's cheated on him, since. But obviously, I wouldn't be surprised if she has.
- For those who are interested in psychology, I think she's on the 'Cluster B' spectrum of personality disorders, as it seems most women who do this type of thing are.
So now back to the present. I'm married to a sexy wife and I can't get those early days with 'S' out of my head and I want my wife to do that to me. It's powerful and the feelings take over. So far we have talked and fantasized and she's into it but she doesn't yet know I want it for real. I know she does like the idea and is starting to flirt with other men so I'm sure it will lead there eventually. Here are pics of her.
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