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The Joy of Cuckold: How I Became a Cheating Wife....

Well men, I'm sure you want to know exactly what led me to my cheating ways, so let me tell you a little about my life. My father is a prominent surgeon and my mother has always been a stay-at-home mom. My parents have always been active in all sorts of social events and charities. I had a very sheltered childhood. I wasn't allowed to go out on dates without a chaperone until I was a Senior in high school. Finally, when I did get to go out alone with a guy it was arranged by our families and the guys were so well-bred I couldn't even get a kiss out of them! The fact that my panties were soaking wet by the end of the evening never even mattered!! I was the pampered princess, the Southern Belle, but they never figured out that by sheltering me so much, they made me even more curious about the world than I would have been otherwise. I was hungry to learn about life, so hungry that when I got out on my own I became quite the little whore!

After about four years of failing classes or getting incompletes for not even showing up, my father called me home. He informed me that he and one of his old college buddies had made arrangements for me. I was then told that I would marry his friend's son, Aaron, and that my father had decided he would no longer pay for me to attend such a prestigious college since I didn't even care enough to go to my classes. I tried to argue, but once my father makes a decision there's no changing his mind.

So I was introduced to Aaron, who was very handsome, sexy and he had already opened his own law firm. We dated a few short months while our wedding was prepared, then we were married. To my surprise, on our honeymoon, I was happy to find that my trophy husband was hung extremely well. I figured I would make the best of the situation since he did seem to have the perfect package. I decided that he would be able to keep me under control. It didn't take long for me to hate being home alone all the time and thoughts of my past sexual escapades soon crept back into my mind.

It began with me sneaking to buy a dildo. I would masturbate wildly and fantasize about being treated like a fuck toy, not a respected wife. At first, Aaron was the forefront of these dreams. But when I would try to do something different, he wouldn't. He had a set idea of how he and I should behave and me being his whore didn't fit the plan. I was his wife, damnit, he couldn't treat me that way! But he should have, because before long, I found someone who would!

I missed all the different men and the slutty side of me they were always able to bring out. After a few months, the thoughts of strange cock haunted me. I was out by the pool, trying to waste away another lonely day when the poolboy showed up. He was very "ethnic", if you catch my drift, totally inappropriate for someone of my social stature. I didn't want to take him to dinner, though, I wanted him to take me to bed. I came up with a plan to seduce him, I bought some tiny bikinis and started going topless when I "didn't know" he was coming. Before long, he made a move, I'm sure he thought he was the one seducing me!

Before I knew it, I was standing inside my walk-in closet putting on a lace body stocking with a hole cut out for my pussy and holes cut out for both tits. I could feel the excitement and anticipation stirring inside me when I walked out and he was lying naked on my bed. Thoughts of my husband never entered my mind as I walked over to him knelt down beside the bed and took his cock in my hand. I could feel it getting harder and bigger as I slid my tongue up and down the shaft. As I began sucking, I felt like I was coming home. I had forgotten how wet a serious blowjob could make my pretty little perfectly shaven pussy. I stood up and straddled him on the bed squatting down slowly on his hard-thick cock. My cunt was dripping wet and so anxious to be his little fuck toy for a while.

I had no problem taking the entire length of his cock inside me on the first try. I began fucking him slowly as I ground my cunt against him with every thrust. He took the back of my head and pulled me down toward and as soon I was close enough he put my right tit in his mouth and began biting my nipple. He could tell how excited this made me he began thrusting his hips up to meet mine, fucking me furiously. It was at that moment that I looked over my shoulder and saw Aaron just standing there watching in disbelief. When he knew that I was aware of his presence he slowly made his way out of the room. Aaron catching me didn't bother me to much because we continued fucking for a couple more hours and I came 5 times that afternoon. Later that night, Aaron confronted me and he told me that although he was deeply upset, watching me fuck another man really turned him on. He was just afraid someone would find out if I kept fucking the servants, so he thought about it and decided he would "let" me continue having sex with other men as long as he got to pick the men and he also got to watch. Hesitantly I agreed thinking if this was the only way I could fuck other men I would comply. So for the next six months, we did it his way. He brought old friends home for me to fuck and he was now in control of me in every way....just like Daddy always was.