I felt like a Switch had Flipped!
First off, I'm from Spain, so my English isn't great. I'm using a translator and hope everything makes sense. I just wanted to share my story-maybe it will encourage other couplesto post on this blog, which I am reading each time with my husband :)
We had our first experience with this, and it was incredible. Background: Husband confessed this fantasy to me over two years ago. I was extremely shocked and immediately thought, "Oh my God, he doesn't love me anymore. Why does he want me to be with other men?" My reaction was too blunt, so he suppressed the topic for a while and tried not to bring it up around me. Then, about a year later, I noticed he was watching a huge amount of porn in that genre and reading a lot about it; his browser history was full of it, including this blog. I started looking into it secretly myself and read a lot of posts here.
My aversion gradually faded as I began to understand what it was all about.
One day, I surprised him during sex by suggesting we watch a porn video, and I picked out a cuckold clip. You could feel him getting nervous and unsure of himself. But when I told him I understood the concept better and found it interesting, I could see the joy in him.
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Things went back and forth for a while; we talked about it a lot, watched plenty of videos, and it turned us both on. But I was always afraid to actually put it into practice. The idea of actually having sex with someone else felt a bit too crazy for me.
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Anyway, fast forward: last month at a party, we met a guy and really hit it off-and, of course, drank too much. I danced a lot with him, which my boyfriend actually really liked. At one point while dancing, the guy asked if my boyfriend minded. I told him, "No, we have an open relationship anyway" (I don't know why I said that).
The evening was lovely, but nothing happened; we went home and had the best sex. I kept thinking about the other guy the whole time and told my boyfriend, which turned him on incredibly. The next day, we talked about it, and my boyfriend suggested that this guy might be the right person to take things further. I got nervous right away, thinking, "Oh my god, I can't possibly do something like that." But once my boyfriend got me a little horny, I thought, "Yeah, why not? It's worth a try, and we'd be doing it together."
So I messaged him and explained everything. He was open to the idea and said he'd love to meet up with us. He came over to our place the next day; we had a few drinks, chatted, and had a nice evening, but I never dared to make the first move, so nothing happened for ages.
Eventually, my boyfriend joked that I was a bad hostess and should take better care of my guests. My heart started racing, and I was so nervous. I asked how I could make his day better, and he said I should sit on the sofa with him and take off his pants.
We moved to the sofa, and as I undid his pants, I could see right through his underwear that he was packing something hard, haha. I just went for it and stripped him completely naked-and oh my god, his member was hard. I was actually shocked in a bad way; I started to panic. My mind immediately screamed, "That won't fit, that's not going to work," and I felt myself freezing up. I don't think I let it show too much, though; I started giving him a handjob and a blowjob (as best I could, since I couldn't take him very deep). He seemed to enjoy it, and I managed to make him come, too. Then he said, "Now it's my turn," and licked me until I climaxed. He wanted to go further, but I told him I wanted to slow things down-that it felt great as it was and we could save more for next time. I said that because I was still feeling inhibited and didn't feel ready to handle the size.
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The evening eventually wound down; my boyfriend pounced on me, and we had wild sex, during which I opened up about my fears. He insisted I could handle it and would definitely enjoy it. Still, I remained skeptical. Nothing happened for the next few days because I was still convinced he was too big. A few days later, my boyfriend showed up with a sleeve-or whatever it's called-saying it would make his penis bigger and we could see how I reacted. We had sex; he put it on, making him noticeably longer and a bit thicker, and-oh my god-the sex was so much better, haha. He felt instantly vindicated, saying, "I knew you'd like it and that you're into bigger ones." It actually eased my anxiety a bit, though I kept thinking about that other guy's cock, noticing how incredibly horny I got every time-and how curious it made me.
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Fast forward... I messaged the other guy again, saying we had some unfinished business. We met up and picked up right where we left off. My boyfriend was sitting right there watching the whole time; eventually, I straddled the other guy, he positioned his massive cock, and I slowly lowered myself onto it. He slid inside me slowly, and I felt like I was going to explode.
Just the tip filled me up completely! I thought I was already maxed out when I was only halfway down, but then I started riding him. It felt incredible, and with every movement, I realized I was sinking deeper and that there was still more to come :D For context, I've never orgasmed from vaginal sex alone-but surprise, surprise: it took less than a minute, and I practically exploded.
I'd never felt anything like it; I can't even describe how crazy it made me and my body feel-but OMG, had I been missing out! After that orgasm, it was game on; it felt like a switch had flipped-I wanted more and felt bolder than ever. Afterward, I suggested we move to the bedroom where it was more comfortable. He took me in missionary, doggy style, cowgirl, and countless other positions, and I had orgasm after orgasm.
I was in a trance, in another world-he could have done anything to me, and I would have let him. I completely lost track of my boyfriend for a good 30 to 40 minutes; then, during a position change, I saw him and realized he was still there. I was shocked for a second-like, WTF, how could I just forget about him? But all I wanted was that huge cock and the orgasms. It was an instant addiction; I never wanted it to end.
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Eventually, we were both completely spent and stopped. My boyfriend cuddled with me, and I fell asleep within seconds because I was so exhausted. The next morning, he made breakfast and we talked about it right away; my first concern was that it had been too much for him.
He said no-he loved it! I apologized anyway for not involving him more, but explained that I'd been overwhelmed. He said it was all fine-he was overjoyed-and asked if I'd enjoyed it too. I told him I loved it and wanted to do it again. He just laughed and said he could tell that already.
Jezza
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