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Pittsburgh Cuckold Story 

(MmF/Domination/Submission/Bi/Slutwife/Cum) 
(C) 2004 Pittsburghbull4cuck@yahoo.com
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This story may be reposted and retransmitted freely with the condition
that  it remains complete, including header.

I bet you thought that emailing me would only lead to a few curious
emails  back and forth about a fantasy that you always had. A fantasy
where you got to  watch your wife have sex with another man and you
got to show her the full  extent of your submissive side. The more we
talked, and the more we realized  that your fantasies ran very deep,
the more you knew that your life needed a  change and that your last
act of courage would be to tell you wife what you  wanted her to do.

The conversation went worse then you expected. She didn't understand
why  you wanted her to fuck another man. You expected her to jump at
the idea of  fucking another men. But women don't react like that to
fantasies of  infidelity do they? Your wife felt like she was doing
something wrong, that her  sexual skills were not good enough for you,
that you needed something else.  Eventually you did convince her that
you really were serious and that the  problem was not that she was a
bad sexual partner, but that she was so hot you  felt like she should
have someone better then you. Perhaps the final straw was  when you
pointed out that she has never really been with enough men to know
what  good sex was.

Setting up a date was the next step, and perhaps all those other
stories told  you that I would pick her up at the door and she would
come home late at night  with cum dripping from her pussy. Well real
life just does not work that way,  your wife is a lady who wants to be
fucked like a slut, not treated like a slut.  Your fantasy first-date
may have been dashed to the ground, but you were at  least on your way
to being a cuckold.

We picked a nice place near downtown Pittsburgh where we could eat a
quite  meal. Nothing was funnier then watching you sit at the bar
while your wife and I  made small talk at a corner table. I bet you
imagined all sorts of dirty talk  happening, when the reality of it
was that we talked about the weather, how her  life was going, and
what she thought of the whole situation. Like most women who  have
gone that far, she was ok with the idea, but a little nervous about
how it  would change the relationship.

I assured her that the relationship would continue to grow. Like a
plant in a  new pot it would take some time for the roots to mature,
but when they did, the  plant itself would be stronger and healthier
then ever. After some more talk  like that it was time to pay for the
meal (thank you) and for our date to  continue.

We headed to Donzi's, a popular adult dance club - where you wife and
I  had a few drinks, a few dances, and wonderful time. I'm not sure
where you  were the whole time really, but you did a good job of
disappearing so that we  could have a good time. Your wife told me
that the night had the energy of an  illicit sexual meeting, but with
you hanging around in the background somewhere  it was even more
exciting.

I suppose I could have came over your house that night - but as I said
your  wife (my lady) does not act like a slut. She needed time to
process everything  and to work out how things might go the next time
we met, if we met at all. But  before I could let her walk away I gave
her a deep and sensuous kiss right there  at the main bar where
everyone could see.

I knew there would be a next time. After all, I knew what kind of
husband you  were... you would do what it takes to get her out on
another date with me. If  fact that is exactly what you did do. I
don't think your constant whining made  much difference, but it made
her feel like it really was ok to take the next big  step.

When my phone rang a few days later and I heard your wife on the other
end, I  knew she was ready, willing, and able.

She invited me over for drinks, and like a good fan of cuckold stories
you  met me at the door and invited me in. After getting me a drink
you went to check  on your wife to see if she needed any help getting
ready for me. I can almost  imagine the conversation now... you timid
but filled with confidence, her  nervous but steadfast. The two of you
taking that long last look into each other's  eyes...

When your wife appeared in the hallway dressed to the nines, I knew
this was  not going to be a casual evening of conversation. When she
asked you to leave  the room so we could talk privately I knew you
would get your wish, and that I  would get mine. I would finally get
to fuck your amazing wife.

She and I laid out the groundwork of our tryst. She and I would give
your  orders. You would follow them. If she or I became uncomfortable
with the  situation at any point the deal was off. Your feelings about
the affair no  longer mattered. She would not love me and I would not
fall in love with her.  This was to be pure sex, with a side of
husband humiliation.

With all of that said, we sealed the deal with a kiss. Keeping the
momentum  going, I let my hands wander all over her luscious body,
feeling her ass, her  hips, and her breasts. She actually surprised me
when she started to unbutton my  shirt. I kept pace by slowly working
her dress up her legs until my hands were  touching the flesh of her
bare ass cheeks. Did you tell her that I love garters?  If so then
thank you because nothing makes me more aroused then knowing she put 
a little extra time into turning me on.

I'm not really sure how all of our clothing came off... I remember
lifting  the dress over her head and sucking her nipples, and I
remember her unbuttoning  my pants and sucking on the head of my cock,
but for the most part it's all a  blur. I don't know what happened
first, and to this day I have no idea where  my underwear are. I
wonder if you keep them tucked away somewhere private.

I did keep my head about me for one thing - after all this was your
fantasy  too - I called you into the room to do a favor for us. With
me sitting on the  couch, and your wife standing over me, I ordered
you to stick my cock into her  pussy while she lowered herself on it.
I thought your heart would leap out of  your chest when you saw us
naked, but when we told your our plan for involving  you I never saw
someone move that fast.

You dropped to your knees and instantly latched onto my cock. I saw
you  eyeball it... you wanted to suck it didn't you? My thick shaft of
dark pink  meat, several inches longer then yours, was aimed straight
up at your mostly  naked wife. I suppose I should have told you to get
it ready for your wife, but  I think that the first time with any
woman should be special and that night, I  was all hers.

As your wife lowered herself - she stared straight into my eyes... as
she  saw me smirk at you, and she smirked too. I can't even imagine
how absurd it  was for her to see her husband holding the cock she was
about to ride for the  evening. I thought it was a nice touch when you
used your free hand to help  spread her hips.

After what seemed like an hour I felt the head of my cock touch her
freshly  shaved pussy. I could actually feel her heat and moisture
before I was in her.  As she started to slide herself down my pole,
you hand left my cock but your  face stayed where it was. I hope the
view was good... watching a big cock fill  your wife is something that
most men never get to see. I was busy watching her  face go through
entire ranges of emotion from lust to fulfillment. He lips  actually
quivered as she fit the last inch inside of her.

Your wife sure knew how to fuck too, let me tell you. She rode my cock
 slowly, taking time to grind in small circles every now and then and
pinching my  nipples. With my right hand I massaged her clit, and with
my left I felt her  nice round ass.

At this point, let me be honest, I totally forgot about you even being
in the  room.

Within the first 5 minutes you wife let out a low growl that
eventually  turned into a load moan. Her pussy, which was already
dripping went, became  extremely slick, and extraordinarily tight. I
pulled her face down to mine and  started to french kiss her with fury
and passion but I never stopped bucking  into her, letting her know
that I needed to be inside of her as much as she  needed me fucking
her.

Before her first orgasm had even subsided I picked her up and placed
her on  the floor on her back with her knees up in the air. Fitting
myself back inside  her pussy, I resumed fucking your wife at a more
gentle pace. The garters she  had left on felt great against the front
my legs and my balls felt even better  as the slapped her wet ass.
Have you ever met your wife that wet? So wet that  she was literally
dripping on the carpet? If not then you have no idea what you  are
missing because your wife is one hot piece of ass.

I am not sure what got into your wife (besides me) but she sure has a
dirty  mouth on her when she's getting fucked well. Every time she
caught her breath  she was telling me to fuck her pussy or rub her
tits. I listened to every word  she said of course, and if you were
smart you were too, because this lady had no  problem expressing her
desires.

Well there was that one point right before her second orgasm where she
couldn't  even complete a whole word - but that's understandable I
think. Watching the  look on her face as she road each and every wave
of pleasure pushed me over the  edge too and I emptied my balls deep
into your wife's pussy. My cock was  buried so deep into her it felt
like we were actually one body. Her pussy  gripped my cock even harder
then it did last time and I almost felt trapped.

After the fireworks were over you nearly ruined it for me. Seeing you
stand  there with your cock in your hands was the funniest thing in
the world. Your  wife was not as amused as I was, and she had
different plans for you. She  commanded you to lay down on the ground,
face up, and prepare to clean her  pussy.

One thing is certainly true about you cuckolds... you crave cum. Maybe
it  disgusted you deep down, but it was like some sort of `proof' that
your wife  really did fuck another man. I don't really know, but you
eagerly ate every  drop of my cum as it dripped from her on to your
lips.

The night should have ended there, but your poor wife wanted more.
Looks like  it's your job to get me ready for round two...

This story is an open invite to all Pittsburgh area cuckolds and
cuckold  wannabes. I'm as serious as this story. If you are looking
for a new cock in  your wedding bed, email me at
pittsburghbull4cuck@yahoo.com or if you are in the pittsburgh area -
join http://groups.yahoo.com/group/pittsburghcuckolds/

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