Shared Wife

My story We started writing it in 2012 - it wasn't easy to write what you're about to read because maybe it's something that many people consider taboo. And we kept it private until this 2016 when we decided to share it with the public. Most of this story was written by my husband and I didn't want to change anything. I just added some lines for all the people who don't know the sexual lifestyle (Cuckold). We are a family composed of my husband, my two daughters, his daughter from a previous marriage, and me, now 42 years old. It's not that I consider myself a bad wife, it's just that my husband has to share me with someone else, and he knows - it's something I can't control when I see him, my body gives in to him - I am his and he takes me as he pleases. My husband discovered something about me that I had kept hidden for many years, which other women simply rejected when I brought it up. He discovered my voyeur side, my cuck side - he would let me take pictures of myself semi-naked or in sexy poses to feed our sexual libido and accept fantasizing about another man entering our lives. We had tried without success to meet a man through chats or Facebook but all our efforts were futile, we never found someone we could trust. We even went to swinger parties but really never found the man who would make me feel comfortable in my own home with our daughters - one who knew how to excite us and give us that pleasure we were looking for - like they say, get us off all over our mouths, vaginas, and anus. I know what you're reading isn't very usual for a mother to seek out an affair or a man who makes love to her and then does the same with their daughters, this is not normal from a moral or social standpoint. Maybe in men it's more allowed that the father takes his son to a woman to It's being inaugurated but it's not allowed for women, this one should be kept and intact until she gets married. They say he may not exist but my life took a turn when I reconnected with Brandon, my ex-boyfriend who was a real bad boy, a rough, arrogant type who always gets what he wants, but at the same time a first-class ladies' man, that's why I left him because I found out he had several women, and that made me angry. I can't remember exactly how many women lost their virginity to his penis and his Brando bed including myself - but there were several who fell for the false promise of marrying him. My head started spinning and unknown sensations invaded my body until then. - I knew it was wrong, maybe I'd regret it later, but I began to experience things I never felt before and let myself go. - I felt very wet between my legs and when he laid me on the bed and opened my legs and his tongue started probing inside my cave I exploded, starting to moan and scream like possessed. He was licking me with his tongue at the same time as his fingers were opening up my use the word: pussy leaving it exposed to his eyes which were scanning every corner of my body. When he gave me his penis to suck I got scared but gathered my strength and started sucking him off. It was the first time I had a naked man in front of me. I was afraid he would hurt me when - he climbed on top of me and with his legs made me open my thighs. - I grabbed the sheets with force at the moment I felt like the head of his penis was struggling to enter my use the word: pussy but couldn't insert itself. He kissed me and left me for a few seconds - then laid me back on the bed with my ass in the air, and started going down my back with kisses and caresses until he reached my ass, with his strong hands opening up my buttocks and then burying his face to lick my use the word: pussy, oh! His kisses were masterful, I had never felt that way before - it was all an expert, he had me on all fours with my sex already very wet, while I bit my lips trying to control so much excitement, only began to moan involuntarily: - mmmmmmmm… aaaahhhhhhh… He had me at his mercy - since he had me very wet... I held onto my hips as he positioned himself with his stiff penis pointing at my exposed and wet pussy, and he started introducing it into me from behind. I began to whisper - slow down please - be careful, it hurts - you're hurting me - His penis continued to enter my vagina until it hit the barrier of my hymen, which guaranteed that no other man had penetrated me before. And I pulled him towards me. And I felt like I was being screwed - I remember screaming and crying - scratching the sheet - insulting him. When he penetrated me and broke me. I felt like something inside me was tearing apart, I tried to wriggle free - but he didn't let go, he held me firm - stuck to his thing, until I felt his balls hitting my ass. He started penetrating me in an incredible way, with force and firmness, slowly picking up rhythm each time he penetrated me more forcefully, making me feel used, it wasn't a tender act of love, but a wild and powerful passion, but far from displeasing me, I remember getting hot, provoking an unparalleled pleasure. He gave me an amazing orgasm, I ended up crying but content to have given myself to him. He did it to me four times that day, the next day I couldn't get out of bed because of the pain in my legs - my belly - my hip - I went back to his apartment several times and always ended up with my legs open and screwed by him. Once I tried to give him a blow job but couldn't take the pain when his penis made pressure to enter my Booty, the pain won and I ended up crying, begging him please not to try again. I've never been able to forget that day when he broke me in that moment, I didn't know it at the time. But from that moment on, I was marked by him - there was nothing left for me to deny, I made myself his. After he had been chasing me, I stopped looking for him and tried to find him but didn't know where to look for a long time until the day of my surprise when I would find him. I felt his gaze sweep over my body, we gave each other a hug like friends and I shuddered at the contact of our bodies, I'm sure he noticed my perturbation. We started talking about anecdotes, years didn't pass just for him because now he was more robust, more mature, still a good-looking guy. During the whole week, I tried not to think about him - I tried to erase him from my life but couldn't - one of the realities and fantasies was finding a good bull, a good alpha male, and now I almost had him within reach of my life. I was sure he would earn the right to occupy the place of man of the house, not just economically, but also the authority to exercise power - inside my life - life had put Brandon in my path again and he was - a good bull with enough authority and pants to assume that role. Staying at my house implies a different lifestyle - ready to obey the man mother and daughters. Many things have happened since we saw each other - I was the one who told my husband about it and it was my own husband who proposed having sex with me again, Brandon - I will never forget his face of luxury and excitement when my husband Emilio told him about our sexual preferences and our search for a bull to enter the house to screw the females of his family. My husband Emilio confessed that just the idea of thinking about me being screwed by him excited him in an unusual way. - The result of all this was that I felt like a woman again, I became his woman again. Not only did he allow himself to enter my house to screw me but also gave me all the facilities to generate confidence with my girls. How is this possible? I know they will ask. But all this is already another story. The story that I count Emilio my husband. Some of the photos are real and others only serve as illustration. My story I am a retired professor married to Gaby, 41 years old. I was motivated to recount this event that I buried in my dark side, thinking I was at my worst for living something like this. It was such an intense situation that after that day and for a long time, I would relive the details of what happened, prolonging the excitement I felt and also bearing the tremendous moral crudeness it produced in me to see my wife enjoying herself in the arms of another man with no taboos, jealousy or resentment. My wife is an attractive woman, her buttocks are the main center of attention for anyone who passes by, and her well-formed legs that also rob the breath from anyone. When I met her, she had two girls and I had a daughter from my previous relationship, so we joined to live together but - I was always aware of the age difference between us and that one day I wouldn't be able to satisfy her intimately and would have to give up my place as man to another man who could sexually satisfy her. I tell how it was her sexual awakening with Brandon, who had been the man who made her a woman - after Brandon, I told her he maintained relationships with his stepfather, it could be said that she shared the same man with her mother. When I talk about Brandon, I got surprised, like hypnotized when I hear her say to me, the girls are now young ladies, love, and you know I don't have secrets or taboos with them about sex. 'Brandon can be that man we're looking for - I have an enormous desire for him to make love to the girls and deflower them' I had a tremendous erection at that moment but thought it might just be a passionate outburst of the moment, but from then on I started thinking more frequently about that possibility of liberal sex. - I knew the seed was already inside me. We started going out with Brandon, my wife was Delighted to be reunited with him again, and he would undress her with just one look. - From there, our text messages began, constant messages that made my wife put on a happy expression every time she saw a text from him, never telling me who was writing or letting me read them, only saying not to be jealous. There was that chemistry she had been looking for; I have to accept that the guy - he seemed like a calm, cultured, very attentive and sincere man. And above all, he had what we were looking for - my wife loved how well he got along with me when we talked about taking her - I couldn't find a way to do it without seeing or feeling like a guy – outside was a bundle of nerves but inside I had an erection that couldn't be hidden - my voyeur side was there – I had to accept being a cuck now or never – something changed in my mind and images of seeing my wife with Brandon passed through my head – listening her moan – and scream when she broke her ass, something I had never managed to do in all our years together - and just imagining it gave me an erection. After seeing each other at restaurants and cafes, we opened the doors to our home - always careful about appearances for fear of what others might say, avoiding drawing attention to avoid gossip - from the first visit my wife hugged and thanked me. – I froze - she said Gaby wants to make you hers - make you scream with pleasure - come inside you - I'm a man who likes to satisfy his women to keep them happy. You know me - I'm clean, don't be afraid of getting sick - and if you get pregnant, I'll answer no I won't take care of it – I felt confused and excited that for my nerves I knocked over a vase, the time had come to leave or stay as is. My role as a cuck husband. - I heard him say, I desire your wife, I'm going crazy with her, wanting to kiss her, caress her skin to smell her perfume - to suck her sex - smell her ass bite her buttocks to make her scream with pleasure - and break her from the ass forgive me but it's the truth I desire to have a woman like yours fine - beautiful - all a real woman. I remained thoughtful - not knowing what to say - couldn't answer - but understood that with or without my permission my wife was in agreement to take him - knew he was nice - young and well-endowed had everything a woman looks for. - if we were having relations it should be with a condom taking care that it wouldn't represent a danger for her getting pregnant. No longer did she care about her figure - now she was allowing them to take her without a condom - accepting that he would come inside her with the risk of getting pregnant. We were allowing him to live with our daughters - and they would be deflowered by the man she was accepting as her lover and who had taken away her virginity from her years ago. The encounter - the step was taken I looked at my wife walking towards the bedroom we had lived in and which now was destined to be the place where Brandon would take her again - we were in the living room he got up to go after her note his gaze on my wife's hips - I felt bad - took a shot of tequila that rasped my throat. The moment had arrived and I discovered it's a pleasure difficult to describe when I looked at my wife and Brandon surrendering to the passion of sex forgetting they were being watched. She was undressing her until she was left in intimate clothing - my wife's breathing betrayed the degree of excitement she had at that moment observe how her crotch was wet from the transparency of her sex over her pantyhose - her sex lips were swollen, bulging. He got down on her and started sucking it off her sex pushing her pantyhose to one side - I didn't recognize my wife as she began to scream and move her hips with fury every time he put his tongue in her sex - you're killing me I'm going to come I'm going to release my juices. I forgot to respect you today, I want to be your slut. I stayed like an idiot when I heard her speak, but there was no time for me to repent and I stayed watching how Brandon ate the sex of my wife - provoking in her screams of agony and scandal. - he undressed and took my wife from the back, inviting her to suck his cock, opened her mouth imprisoning the cock in her lips and began to suck it without being able to put all of it in her mouth - his hands started to rub her ass and put his fingers in her sex while I checked how hot my wife was. He touched my cock without wanting me to be excited - I started to masturbate, closed my eyes and let myself be carried away by the sensation and ejaculated on my pants - I felt sorry for having come so quickly but the excitement I felt at that moment was enormous and it won. He took her hair and deposited himself on the bed, began to kiss her, separated from her for a few seconds to observe the panorama of seeing my wife lying naked with her legs open ready to be penetrated. Gaby gave him an insinuating gesture to let him know she was ready to receive him inside her, swallowed saliva and lowered her gaze. I got as close as I could and saw how my wife's breasts rose and fell, how her breathing sounded with difficulty - he climbed on top of her and began to screw her missionary style. He was penetrating her calmly but with force, heard her moan when she felt herself being screwed ah-ah, looked at my wife with her eyes closed - began to moan when she felt the cock opening its way to penetrate deep into her vagina. She was riding him with fury. Gaby asked them to change and they turned over, leaving my wife on top of him and began to ride him, shouting obscenities and puffing like a slut. - began to convulse, taken by her orgasm and began to jump and screw herself faster, moving her hips looking for the final thrust that would take her there. At orgasm the one that reached her and let herself fall apart like a rag doll on her chest. - I deposited her on the bed and got on top of her, starting to take her with force, putting all my cock into my wife, it was inside her vagina for about 10 minutes at most and placed her face down on four legs on the marital bed, I penetrated each corner with force, started taking her out and putting her back in quickly until she came. She lay next to me, no one spoke, only the breathing of both could be heard. Finally, the silence was broken, Brandon got up on the bed and looked at my wife. - He stood up and walked to the bathroom - I approached him - kissed my wife on the mouth and told her I love you Gaby. - You may think I'm crazy but I like seeing how she's being taken. I hug and kiss her while touching my cock, now it's your turn, he said, now I want you to take me, with Brandon it's just sex, with you it's love. Make me yours so I can feel that you love me and this doesn't ruin our marriage. I got on top of her and tried to take her but couldn't get an erection and started feeling frustrated - I leaned forward looking for her sex and started sucking her vagina thinking about how I was sucking her sex with my wife's semen from another man, I had an erection, mounted her and penetrated her. - Inside my mind I started hearing the cry of cuck - but always gave myself encouragement and told myself it was something that no one else would know what happened between my wife and Brandon. And I kept enjoying seeing her enjoy herself in the arms of another man who was killing me inside with jealousy. Of thinking that we would break the hymen to girls. As you can see, this part was written by my husband - and I'm aware that many must be hating or thinking I'm a desperate slut - simply I am a woman - it's important to know that although it may seem a bit silly for the very essence of cuckolding, I don't seek a life of promiscuity. If you're one of those who think that talking about sex without taboos and I openly manifest my fascination with cuckolding, I'm a slut and I'm obligated to open my legs to all men. Let me tell you, you're wrong. I think I was fully within my right to choose, select, filter and finally make a decision about the person who will enter my life - from now on everything depends on the creativity of whoever could be my next lover. - and above all, the terrain I tread and where I want to go. Gaby Diaz.