If you had told me that I would have ended a much-needed holiday in the summer of 2021 doing what I am about to tell you, I would have laughed in your face. Yet here I am confessing (or maybe secretly bragging) about the events of less than two weeks ago.If you have read my previous stories, you will know of my cuckold/wife sharing kink. If you haven’t then you can indulge me now or after. It’s up to you.Like everyone else, our family and social life had been completely altered by the pandemic. What we had hoped would be a temporary blip turned into a year of homeworking, homeschooling….and cabin fever.We did our best and struggled through it, but the pressure cooker environment led to more than one heated argument. It also led to a downturn in our sex life.Which had not long been spiced up by the events I had described in my previous stories, of sharing my wife with two of my friends.Asha, my wife, is a gorgeous dark-haired, blue-eyed eastern European. Now approaching thirty-six, but can pass for a few years younger. She is about 5’6” with a pretty good body, even after two kids.Her best feature is undoubtedly her 34E breasts. A spectacular set of tits that I cannot get enough of even after fifteen years together. They almanbahis şikayet have maintained their shape superbly, even after breastfeeding.With me being older, not as objectively attractive and definitely punching above my weight, I’d developed something of a cuckold kink.I used to get jealous about the attention Asha got. Then I got used to it. Then, as I reached forty, I started to enjoy it.This led to our first experience of swinging/cuckolding. Fuelled by Alcohol and Ecstasy, after meeting up with old school friends in my hometown.We rekindled something of a decent sex life in the weeks and months after. Asha had taken a few days to recover from the pounding she received from my friend Ben’s rather large cock. After that, I was worried I wouldn’t satisfy her.She assured me that although she had enjoyed the experience immensely, and would not be against repeating it, she loved me.That being said, when we did have sex after that, the memories of that night were uppermost in our minds. I would ask her to describe how it felt being used by two new guys.She would talk in detail about how the alcohol and pills made her super horny. She said that she knew before we all ended up naked that she wanted something to almanbahis canlı casino happen.Also how her pussy started tingling when she heard Ben’s dick was so big he could suck himself off.Knowing that she had been feeling like this whilst still in the pub, hours before anything was even close to happening, did turn me on. I’d be lying if I said there were no feelings of jealousy in there too though.As the time passed, life sort of returned to where we had been before that weekend. Work, kids, school etc. Only on the rare night off from the kids and work would we end up in bed recounting that evening.When we did I noticed it was Asha who was, even more, up for talking about it than me. She would tell me about how wet her pussy got when she seen Ben’s hard cock bulging through his trousers. How she nearly came when he pulled it out in her face.How it felt trying to squeeze it into her mouth and suck it. Not to mention the feeling of it splitting her in two when he fucked her and made her squirt pussy jizz everywhere.I would get turned on by this but some of the memories were starting to fade for me. I would find myself looking at more and more big cock porn online. Especially the Cuckold stuff where the guy almanbahis casino is humiliated.This had never been quite my thing but that weekend had awakened something deeper inside me. As I started to process my feelings I realised as much as watching Asha get fucked hard had turned me on, it was watching a giant cock in action that did it for me too.When the Pandemic hit the change-up in home life led to months of the aforementioned grind. It was only as the light at the end of the tunnel started to appear that I realised I had to do something about it.I had been in a loose back and forth with Ben about that night in the early part of this year and he was clearly still basking in the glory of giving Asha the fucking of her life. One night after a few beers I sort of egged him on saying that she hasn’t stopped talking about it either.I said that she would be up for it again some time but she was asking for some pictures to remember him by. If he was ok to send me some as she was too shy to ask. He had been drinking too he said, and agreed.I was waiting for about half an hour hoping that he didn’t send them to her as I would have to come clean then. Sure enough, my phone buzzed constantly for about thirty seconds as Ben sent dozens of files through.He told me not to look at them and delete them once I’d sent them to her adding a winky face emoji. I assured him I would as I wasn’t interested, they were for her. He said he knew, and to call him any time she was up for it.