Becoming A Cuckold Husband — Part 3

“Come on, ladies. Let’s go to the bedroom,” Brad said. “Andy, come along if you want.”

My name is Andy. I’m Caron’s husband, a father, a son, a brother, and soon-to-be cuck. Caron and I had been married for nearly ten years. A sudden change in appearance, sexual appetite, and habits caused me to expect the worst — an affair.

I couldn’t wrap my head around the idea that my wife was openly exploring sex with other people.

“I don’t know. I need time to think about it,” I told her before church Sunday morning.

“Think about it?”

“Yes. This is a huge deal.”

“It doesn’t have to be a big deal. If you decide to try, we’ll take it one step at a time, okay?”

But I felt trapped. If I said no, would she cheat on me? I loved her too much and couldn’t lose her. If I said yes, would she fall in love with someone else and leave me for him?

“I’ve been thinking about this, and it’s a little weird, but we could try it and see what happens. You know I love you, right?” She said.

Every time Caron went to work or out alone, I couldn’t help but wonder if she had found someone else or was experimenting with Brad and Sylvia. The thought terrified me.

One evening, after work, she was not home, and when she returned, I thought I could smell a man’s cologne. I was in the bedroom, folding laundry, and asked her where she’d been.

“Oh, a few of us went to Applebee’s: Sarah and Brad, a few others from work. I didn’t plan on staying so long. Sorry.”

“You’re wearing a different perfume,” I told her.

“Sarah bought it for me. Do you like it?”

“Yes, it’s nice, but why are you wearing it if you don’t like it? Why didn’t you buy the same perfume you usually wear?”

“I just thought it was time for a change.”

“You’re changing a lot of things. Did anything happen at Applebee’s?”

“Oh, Andy, what are you asking me? Why do you ask that? Sarah and I are friends. Nothing happened. Brad stopped by on his way home.”

“I’m sorry, but it’s difficult for me.”

“You’re jealous, aren’t you? Don’t be. There’s nothing for you to be jealous about. They would like the four of us to get together.”

“Sure,” I said. “Maybe we should get together. Maybe being out with people other than family would be nice.” I had decided to take the lead and encourage her instead of attempting to dissuade her.

“Really?” Caron’s face lit up with excitement.

“Yes, let’s make plans.” I decided the thing to do was to play along. For now, anyway. But later…

“Great! Sarah and Brad will be happy.”

Caron and Sarah arranged for us to meet at their house on Friday for dinner. “No kids. Just two couples adulting,” Caron said.

Caron was anxious about the upcoming dinner. After work, Caron showered, did her hair, and dressed in a black blouse and a short, flirty black skirt. “I’m excited about tonight,” she told me. “Are you ready? They’re waiting for us.”

“Yeah, just about,” I told her. I had a black AC/DC T-shirt and blue jeans.

“Aren’t you going to dress up a little?” Caron asked, looking me up and down.

“What’s wrong with what I have on?”

“You always look good, babe, but maybe we should try dressing up for them.”

“I don’t have anything nice. Can’t we go as we are?”

“You look handsome and sexy, but it’s a little casual. How about a button-up shirt?”

“Nah, I’m good. They’ll need to accept me the way I am.”

“Andy!”

“What?”

“Never mind. Let’s go.”

When we arrived, Brad answered the door and invited us inside. He was wearing a T-shirt, cargo shorts, and sandals. “Come on in,” he said.

“Hi, guys,” Sarah said excitedly. She was wearing a red and white sundress with a white ribbon holding her blonde hair in a ponytail. She was barefoot, and her toenails were painted pink. Sarah was more attractive than I remembered, and I thought of her naked, as Caron had described her.

“You look nice,” I told her.

“Thanks,” she smiled. Her smile made me blush.

“Wow, Caron. You look incredible.” Brad said and kissed my wife’s cheek.

“Come on in. Would you like a drink?”

“That would be nice,” Caron said, following Brad and Sarah.

“Andy?” Brad asked.

“A beer would be good,” I replied.

Brad barbequed steaks, and after dinner, we sat around the pool with drinks. Sarah and Brad were sitting close on a loveseat, and Caron and I were sitting across from them on an oversized ottoman.

Eventually, there was an uncomfortably long pause in our small talk about work and kids.

“Andy, we had a nice time at the retreat. Too bad you couldn’t make it.” Sarah said, breaking the silence.

“Oh, yes. It was very nice,” Caron said, glancing at me and squeezing my thigh. I wasn’t sure what that meant or what I was supposed to say. My heart began pounding faster, fearing where this conversation was going.

“Andy, did you know your wife is a natural exhibitionist?” Sarah asked.

“I’ve never seen anyone have sex,” Caron blurted out. She blushed heavily and covered her face with her hands. “Oh my god. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said that.”

Brad and Sarah laughed. “It’s okay,” Sarah said. “Andy, did Caron tell you how she was a big hit at the retreat? We were impressed.”

“No… Well, she told me a little,” I warily said. Unsure how much I was supposed to reveal. “She told me you and Brad did some stuff.”

“We did. We have a unique relationship. We were unhappy a couple of years ago, and it was Brad’s idea to try having sex with others. I was hurt at first. Then, one day, I was attracted to another man and wanted sex with him.

“The first time was frightening, but eventually, we got over our uneasiness. We both learned a lot about ourselves and each other. It opened a new and exciting door for us.”

“If you guys aren’t in a big hurry, maybe we can take our drinks to the hot tub? It’s a perfect night for that,” Sarah suggested.

“That sounds like fun,” Caron said, again sounding exuberant.

“Um, I don’t have anything to wear,” I told them.

“You don’t have to wear anything,” Sarah told me. “But Brad has an extra suit if you’d be more comfortable.”

“Caron, I have robes in the bedroom,” Sarah said as she stood.

After I changed, I followed Brad outside to the hot tub. He pulled off his shirt and cargo pants and stepped naked into the bubbling, steamy water.

Sarah and Caron came out a few minutes later, wearing short terry cloth robes, and as they stepped into the water, they both removed their robes. Both were naked. I was the only one wearing a swimsuit.

The women sat close together, whispering, giggling, and stealing glances at Brad. Brad was smiling and watching the women, then winked at Caron. I could see his cock growing through the reflection in the water.

Caron moved closer and whispered, “Isn’t this fun?” I didn’t know what to say. Seeing the women’s naked tits bobbing in the water was exciting and erotic, and I was afraid my cock would poke a hole in the swimsuit that was a bit too tight for me.

“You seem to be enjoying this,” Caron whispered, touching the front of my suit. “Oh!” she quipped. “You seem to be enjoying this a lot.”

“Andy, why don’t you come here and sit next to me?” Sarah asked.

“Oh, um, I’m fine,” I stammered.

“Caron can sit with me,” Brad said.

As he stood and moved over to make room, his cock was at full attention. I couldn’t help but stare. His dick looked bigger when hard — much larger proportionally than body size. He was completely shaved except for trim black pubic hairs above the base of his cock.

Caron scooted next to Brad, and I hesitantly moved closer to Sarah. “Isn’t this wonderful?” Sarah asked.

“Um, sure,” I mumbled.

Sarah’s hand was under the water, and her arm was moving back and forth over her husband’s cock.

“Do you mind if I feel him?” Caron asked Sarah.

“No. Please do.”

My wife’s hand reached out, and her fingers lightly grazed the head of his cock as Brad leaned back, his cock exposed above the water.

“Brad, would you like me to suck you?” Sarah asked, not waiting for an answer.

“Yes, baby, but only if you want to,” Brad said after she had already engulfed his cock in her mouth.

“This is so hot,” Caron mouthed to me. Her fingers cupped Brad’s cock, and I watched Sarah’s head bobbing up and down, her blonde hair swirling around her shoulders.

Caron looked at me, “This is a lot of fun, isn’t it?” Once again, she mouthed her words with a grin.

“It’s a little embarrassing,” I admitted.

“Oh, don’t be silly,” Sarah said. We’re just having adult fun. Right, Caron?”

“Yes. And it’s a lot of fun,” Caron said, smiling.

Brad stood in the middle of the hot tub, his cock pointing skyward as his wife continued to suck him and stroke his shaft. Caron watched, rubbing the insides of Brad’s thighs while occasionally petting his bloated ball sack.

Sarah removed her husband’s cock from her mouth, gripping the shaft, she pointed it toward Caron’s face.

“Do you want a taste?” Sarah asked Caron.

“I… I don’t know,” Caron stammered, blushing as she looked at me.

“Go ahead, Caron. Have some fun,” I said.

“Andy, are you sure?” she asked.

“Go ahead. This is what you’ve been wanting, right? I’m sure. I’m sure I want you to,” I lied. I smiled and winked, though anguish washed through every part of me.

Caron energeticly took Brad’s cock in her mouth, her tongue rolling around and flicking the tip. My heart raced faster than ever before. I watched my wife give Brad a blowjob. I looked on with a dopey expression, trying to keep control, pretending to enjoy it.

“How does he taste, Caron?” Sarah asked.

“Oh, it’s so good, but a lot of chlorine,” Caron giggled between gasps and licks.

“Andy, are you going to get in on the action, or are you going just to watch?” Brad asked.

I didn’t answer. I wondered what he meant. Was I supposed to have sex with one of the women? Was I supposed to get Sarah to suck my cock? Was I supposed to suck Brand’s cock?

“Andy, come over here and join the fun,” Sarah said, taking her mouth off her husband’s dick, appearing to offer it to me.

“He’s fine. He’s having a good time watching,” Caron said, sensing how uncomfortable I felt about the offer.

“Andy, why don’t you and I sit on the edge of the hot tub, and I’ll suck your cock while Caron finishes me. What do you say?” Brad asked.

“You’ve got quite a load built up. You don’t want it to go to waste, do you?” Sarah mumbled while licking Brad’s balls.

I climbed out of the water and sat on the edge opposite the threesome. My cock was about to explode. I pulled it out and stroked it as the three seemed to ignore me.

“Are you ready for this, Andy? Caron, are you ready? Brad asked as he gripped my wife’s hair, and Sarah leaned forward. Caron put her hands on his hips, and I watched intently as my wife began to bob her head up and down as Brad fucked her face. Caron moaned as Sarah reached under and played with her vagina.

Brad pumped his cock a few times in her mouth, then pulled out and jerked his shaft a few times, shooting a thick stream of cum into Caron’s open mouth. Another rope landed across her cheek, then squirts splashed on her tits.

“Oh, God. Oh, wow,” Caron gushed at the volume of Brad’s cum dripping from her lips. She was smiling, and Sarah licked her lips and ran her finger through the mess on Caron’s cheek, then licked her husband’s cum from her face. I watched as Sarah and Caron kissed passionately, Caron still stroking Brad’s cock.

My orgasm caught me by surprise. “Oh, oh, shit,” I groaned, and the first spurt shot upward, landing on Brad’s thigh, followed by several more powerful streams. Two shots hit each woman. Immediately, they were kissing again, their tongues intertwined, moaning loudly, ignoring me.

“That was incredible,” Brad said, climbing out of the tub.

“Come on, ladies. Let’s go to the bedroom,” Brad said. “Andy, come along if you want.”