in our case he fucked her in the first night, which is exactly how I’d wanted it to go. She certainly enjoyed herself judging by her reaction. He seemed to enjoy himself too!

would love for my Wife to go out on a date with a Black Male! i would go along and pay for everything and drive them anywere and wait till He was done with Her!

I'm not a cuck yet and might never be but let me tell you, master, how i imagine a first time could be:

„What's with this coupon: Visit to a club where i watch you having sex with others? You can't be serious." I offered my wife the chance to have sex with another man than me, because she has never had another man and i can't satisfy her during intercourse. It should be another man with a bigger cock and more stamina than me. I always come too fast, she never even has the chance to come to an orgasm herself. She thought, that she is missing nothing, that maybe it is her fault that she can’t have orgasms that way and that she doesn't want anyone else but me. But the seed is sown and thoughts can't be undone. She feels a little guilty when she secretly looks on tinder and c-date and enters "wife 42 seeks adventure" in the profile. But within seconds, even without a profile photo, she has already received a dozen requests, two of which seem promising. She uploads one of the pictures that I have made of her, but only a close up part of it and suddenly she can not save herself from requests. And then it happened. She, who did not feel comfortable in her body, gets compliments. She realizes that obviously men, who stared at her didn't find her strange but were horny for her. My wife feels flattered and spurred on. She uploads more pictures. Her sense of guilt fades. First, chatting is not cheating and second, I had wanted it that way. Most of the men are removed from her list after only a short contact, but a few remain. And especially one causes butterflies in her stomach, she gets shaky when she reads his chats. I only noticed, that lately she always immediately reached for her cell phone when she heard it ping. She used to ignore notifications, but not anymore. In retrospect, I wonder if it turned her on when I massaged her feet and thighs while she flirted with someone else on her cell phone. After a few weeks she worked up her courage and askes if my offer still stands and tells me about her search on tinder. She claimes, that she has done it more to see if there was someone who thinks that she is hot than to really find someone for sex. She tells me, that she was looking as a married woman for a sex adventure for one night and had thought, that nobody would answer. She was wrong of course and it was exciting and fun for her to see who answered her call. But now there was one, which causes a tingling with her. He would also fulfill my demand of a bigger cock. Maybe just the once. And only if I really did not mind. Well, it has been my suggestion but because of her missing vaginal orgasm I really should not need to feel obliged. As she has already told me, she is completely happy and satisfied with me, also sexually. She says, she doesn't really know herself if she can go through with it, her nerves will certainly not hold, and what if he is an idiot and how is that supposed to work at all, askes whether I'm not jealous at all and proclaimes that she will delete her tinder account immediately. She came babbling a bit incoherently. And I have to calm her down first. I tell her, that i still stand by my word. Of course i will be jealous but that can be minimized if she lets me participate. If she informs me in advance about all the developments and also sends me messages/photos about the progress of the evening. The more i know, the less my head can get in the way. And how should this work? Very simple, she makes an appointment with him, i then book her a hotel room in a fancy hotel and take care of the baby for the evening alone. The two older ones can go to grandma's. It's best to start the evening in a good restaurant near the hotel. If the guy doesn't fit, she can always say goodbye after dinner. It's best to take a cab to the restaurant so that she doesn't get weak kneed on the long train ride. She is not sure, but she doesn't log off tinder either, but chats with the guy for a few more days. Then she comes back to me: "We've set our date. Next week saturday at eight. I've already put the two of them up with grandma. Now you're in charge of the hotel and the table reservations. How is this going to work, i'm already totally nervous; what should i wear anyway?" I tell her she should imagine what it would be like if the evening hadn't already been arranged and instead she had to seduce her partner first. What would she want to wear if she planned to get him around and into bed that evening? With this in mind, she should go shopping. She tells me that she will not wear anything that she already has in her wardrobe. If the whole thing is too expensive for me, I should tell her now. I tell her that it is no problem for me. We can even go shopping together at the weekend. My wife however immediately tops it off. If we go shopping, we go the whole way, she says. Shoes, stockings, lingerie, dress, coat, bag, jewelry, make up and she will have to go to the hairdresser beforehand. And she wants champagne in the hotel room and rose petals on the bed. She doesn't drink any champagne but it's fine with me. I agree to everything. And one more thing she says. In the next two weeks until her date, there would be no sex between us, of course. Not in any form. I may continue to massage her feet but only up to the knee. Not above. With two lovers at the same time she thinks she would only fall into emotional chaos. If it is to be a success, she can only concentrate on her date from now on. So i book a rather large room in an upscale hotel in the city center (including two bottles of champagne and rose petals) and reserve a table for two in a restaurant nearby that my wife likes. One week before her date we go shopping as promised. At first she feels uncomfortable with that i see what she buys to please another man but i encourage her and her discomfort fades. First she buys an expensive long black dress with a deep neckline. A tight dress wich follows her female form and has a deep décolleté revealing her breast just to tease her lover. She wouldn't have shoes to go with it but no matter. In the same store she buys a trench coat. She wanted it for a long time and all the other coats don't fit with the dress. But now shoes. As always, it's hard for her to decide on shoes. Normally she wears martens or sneakers. She never wears heels, not even for me. Today, however, she decides, if not for high heels, then for shoes with a large heel and ankle straps. I notice how i get a little jealous. When i say she's buying, however, that means, as always, that i'm standing at the cash register to pay. My wife does have her own card, but she hardly ever uses it. In addition to the shoe and dress, she now needs stockings. She never wears these for me either, but those details seem to escape her in the buying frenzy. Also that these stockings from the lingerie store are exorbitantly expensive. But that's nothing compared to the prices for the admittedly extremely sexy dark red bra/slip combination. Idon't know if she really needs the jewelry or if my wife just wants to test how much i will spend to let a stranger fuck her. She says that she doesn't want to wear anything that belongs to us together and besides, she has taken my words to heart and made it her goal to seduce this man. I am a bit jealous, but i don't say it because it is a huge turn on for me to stand at the counter and pay for lingerie my wife will only wear to arouse another man in a way that he wants to have sex with her. What i didnt knew at the counter was, that my wifes lingerie was open at the crotch so, if her lover would want to revage mher at once, he wouldn‘t have to waste time undressing her. During the week we discussed the further course of events on saturday. I tell her that i would like her to send me a short message after dinner when she has finally decided to go to the room with him. But please not only the facts. I want to know how she feels. Is she nervous, insecure, excited. Or maybe she can't wait anymore. If she wants, she can also send me a few photos during the evening but i don't think that will happen. In between i would like to have an update on how it's going. What they did together, how she felt during it, how his big strangers cock felt, if she had an orgasm and so on. I also give her the option to spend the whole night with him if she feels like it. She should just let me know if she comes home not until morning. On saturday we brought the two older kids to grandma's. Afterwards my wife immediately starts with the preparations for her date. Extensive bath, shaving of legs and intimate area, elaborate hairstyle. Nails gets painted (hands and feet), lipstick and matching eyeshadow (dark violett) and make up. For jewlery she wears a rhinestone choker, her nose and ear piercings, some matching bracelet and her wedding ring. Afterwards i get to admire her for the first time in her new outfit. Breathtaking. Her decoltee alone could make any man fall for her. I tell her how great she looks, how pretty she is and that I would like to take her out myself right away. She asks me one last time if she should really go, if I have changed my mind, but I insist that she has to go. I am sure that she can seduce any man and tell her so. At first my wife wasn’t sure about wearing the wedding ring. She thought it could turn of her potential lover. I assured her, that it would be the other way around. I insisted on the wedding ring, because it is the symbol of our trust. A wife who takes of her wedding ring is cheating. Not cheating her husband, who, in that case, doesn’t know anyway, but her lover and herself. Wearing the ring says: „I love my husband and i stay with him till death does us part“. Wearing the ring while indulging in extramarital affairs says the same with the addition of: “but my husband can’t satisfy me, so I get my satisfaction from someone else”. I also think it’s hot. I personally like those amateur pics where you can clearly spot the wifes wedding ring while she’s cumming on another mans cock. Additionaly I think it’s hot for the lover too. The wedding ring is the visual proof that he is indeed fucking a married woman, another mans wife. Like in wildlife he is replacing another man in the hierarchy. He is pumping his semen in the pussy of a woman who belongs to someone else. The aim is to impregnate the female and ending the bloodline of the competitor. So it is natural for the alpha male bull that he wants to cum in the pussy of the hotwife. Preferably without a condom. My wife is not on the pill and never was. So I use condoms almost all the time. It would be interisting to see if my wife would naturally surrender to the raw power of an alpha male and reject the use of condoms by herself, subconciously craving to be bred. But that is in hindsight. Would i have had all of that thoughts at that time, angst would have gotten the better of me and i would have plead to my wife to call her date off. On the way to the restaurant, she sends me lots of kisses, thanks me and writes me how nervous she is. I write her that she should come 10 minutes late to the restaurant, to raise his expectations. Shortly before the restaurant she writes again that she is there and has soft knees. In her mind she has already left a few times but she will go in now, he has been waiting long enough. She will let me know if there is any news. After a good half hour, the first sign of life. She goes to the bathroom after her first longdrink, long island ice tea, as always, which she drank way too fast. He is just like he looked on the net. And I was right, she would have gotten him around even without a date. Now she wavers between panic and not being able to wait. When she thinks about the rest of the night, panic rises in her, but also unprecedented excitement. Actually, she doesn't want to eat anymore, she wants to go straight to the hotel, she doesn't know if she'll get a bite anyway, excited as she is. Kiss and see you later. Almost 90 minutes I sat like on burning coals. I would have liked to jerk off every 5 minutes. Then finally news. They had talked a lot, she ate a litle bit and also drank another large longdrink. He wanted to know how exactly it came to this date and she had told about herself and me. About our sex life, about the fact that I am her first and only, about her lack of vaginal orgasm, about preferences and positions, about the preparations for the date, shopping, my desire for information and photos, about fear of jealousy. Is it infidelity if the husband knows? Now they were on the way to the hotel and yes, she was totally aroused. Her answer to my question what she wants him to do with her was: Whatever he wants. That answer excited me and made me at the same time fear to equal parts. Now angst arose. What would happen in the hotel? What would they do? Would she think about condoms? We hadn't talked about it, I took it for granted, especially since she wasn't on the pill. "Whatever he wants." There were a thousand things she would never do with me. Anal sex for example, she won't even give me a blowjob. I can lick her but she would never give me a blowjob. Supposedly so that I don't lose my respect for her. "Whatever he wants". Suddenly I was jealous, wanted to undo everything. But I didn't call her. Partly I didn't want to do it to her and not be reproached for it, partly I was afraid that she would ignore it and do it anyway and I wouldn't know how it should go on afterwards, and partly I was aroused beyond all measure myself. The champagne that I had the hotel put in the room came to my mind. Would she still be rational after longdrinks and champagne? Did she think of condoms? How could I be so stupid and not have any put in the room? I don't think she got any. Did he bring any? The worries started to destroy my excitement. After a long half hour my mobile beeps. A photo. Taken with her cell phone shot by him. She is lying on her back on the hotel bed, the dress is already off. She has her arms above her head, her head slightly to the side. One of his hands massages her left breast, which has been pulled out of the bra cup. From below, a huge steel-hard cock protrudes into the picture. Obviously he is already completely naked. Thank God his cock is dressed. You can clearly see a condom. My worries evaporate, my cock is as hard as an anchor. I have to satisfy myself. I stare at the photo how a stranger just in this moment gropes my wife and i come in seconds. Later she fills the gaps. On the way to the hotel, tipsy as she was, she couldn't wait. After she had put away the cell phone, he asked if she had written to me. She told him that she wanted to keep me up to date so I wouldn't get too jealous, but from nowon it it will be only about the two of them. She pulled his head close and kissed him and he kissed back willingly. I had not thought about kissing. That was too intimate for me. I think of sex as less intimate than kissing. But I didn't interupted her story. While kissing, he pushed her against the shop window of a store that was already closed. My wife said that at this point she was already so excited by the whole situation that she reached between his legs and massaged his cock, which was already huge and even slightly swollen. The swelling cock made her even hornier. The thought of soon feeling his huge cock inside her pussy made her soaking wet. She broke off her passionate kiss and pulled him to the hotel. As soon as she arrived in the hotel room, she tore off his clothes and took off her own dress and lay seductively on the bed. She put her cell phone on the bedside table. Meanwhile, he stripped completely naked and came to my wife on the bed and caressed her. He took her cell phone and took a few photos. She noticed it, but did not mind. Then she chose one and sent it to me. Sending that picture made her feel like a very bad girl and that turned her on immensly. I asked her later if it would have turned her on even more, if I had watched her doing it but she said that she probably wouldn't have been able to let herself go completely. After she has sent the picture she takes off the rest of her clothes. He has already poured the champagne and both toast to a passionate night. After the first sip, however, they begin to kiss passionately again. Blindly, they put away the champagne glasses. Their hands explore each other's bodies. Natasha says she has never been so horny in her life. They fall on the bed, he kisses and sucks on her nipples while she massages his enormous cock again, which swells more and more. She plays with his cock on her clit until she can't stand it anymore and pulls him on top of her. I get the second pic an hour later. The text attached to it was „Round 2“. The photo was again made by him, this time a kind of selfie. The picture was poorly lighted but it was enough to see how my wife kneeled in front of him and gave him a blowjob, his huge cock deep in her throat. I did not know that she could do that. His respect was obviously not important to her. Then a short text message: „Next: Doggy style“. Apparently she told him what positions she does not do with me. She always claims that her ass is too big for doggy, but after this evening it only means that my cock is too small. I'm already jerking off again. And only after a little while again until I remember that I could no longer see a condom on his cock on the pic. In between, my wife was briefly in the bathroom. He took her cell phone again, turned off the dial tone, activated the microphone and dialed "honey" without her noticing. I was surprised that my wife called again after a few minutes and thought something had happened and I should pick her up, but after I picked up the phone no one seemed to be on the line. I said her name a few times, but got no answer. I was about to hang up again but then I heard noises. At this point I still assumed that it was an unintentional call, maybe someone was lying on the phone or something. I was curious what would happen and incredibly excited. At first I could not hear much, probably smacking, my wife had come back into the room and both kissed passionately while his hands kneaded her tits and she massaged his cock. He soon turned her onto her stomach and pushed her butt into position. She told me that he was so passionate that before he entered her he first made a hickey on her butt and licked her crotch with his tongue from clit to rump. During the first round my wife could not let herself fall into it enough and he came faster than expected. But now in the second round this was different. He had a better control of himself and my wife noticed how she was slowly carried by a wave that kept swelling inside her. Under his hard and steady thrusts, my wife came closer and closer to her first real orgasm, thrust by thrust, and it dawned on her that I was right, not she, but I was the problem. She moaned louder and louder. She, who usually did not even give a loud during sex, now moaned so loudly and ruthlessly that I had no problems to hear her over the cell phone. Shudders ran through her body and just before her orgasm her lover simply stopped. She asked him breathlessly to continue but he asked calmly if she really wanted to have her first real orgasm with him? "Yes, yes, go on, please“, she moaned in agony. The smacking sound of his loins slapping her ass was now clearly audible again and the wave of orgasm immediately swelled in my wife again. But before she could cum he broke off again. „Please, please“, she whimpered now and begged him not to hold her off any longer. "If let you orgasm now, i will own you and you have to swear that we'll meet again, that this isn't just the one-night-stand you promised your husband this will be." "Anything you want" my wife moaned, "whenever you want, wherever you want but please keep fucking me" she begged. The smacking and moaning started again. This time it did not stop. I had to listen to my wife moaning and whimpering his name over and over again until she had her first orgasm on a man's cock with a roaring moan. An orgasm on a strangers cock. The smacking slowed, her moans ebbed. My wife gasped and laughed, giggling in a liberated way I had never heard before. They kissed passionately and for a long time. "Oh god, i didn't know it could be like this", it burst out of my wife while they both took another sip of champagne. „I can give it to you as often as you want, whenever you want and wherever you want, he said, but I have one condition. Your husband must never touch you again.“ My heart stopped for a moment, but I was sure that she would immediately refuse. But I heard nothing. Nothing and then the sound of kissing. She had nodded to his demands. Shortly after that, he hung up. The last message from my wife that night comes a few minutes later, without a photo and only very briefly: „Stay the night, see you tomorrow. Kisses."