*** reposted from another user in r/cuckoldstories2 ***

Hi everyone, thank you for your support and comments that you have left. Recounting experiences that have happened all the way back to 2017 and 2018 is difficult, so thank you to everyone for being patient. I promise I am not trying to string everyone along, nor am I trying to rush it. I feel that such an intense subject merits taking the time to get right. ** I am also going to try incorporating more detail and dialogue as suggested by a user…I hope you like it!

So, with that said, here is part three.

After Rachel gave Jack a blow job and her guilt took over, I really did think my fantasy would have to remain in my head for the rest of my life. I stuck to reading stories on reddit, literotica, and watching cuckold porn myself to satiate my cravings. However, finding the porn on her phone, and her admitting to liking it, for lack of better phrasing gave me a new lease on life for my fantasy. It was difficult for me to refrain from bringing up porn or Jack everytime we had sex. Looking back, I think about half the time we had sex, I was whispering into her ear about Jack using her throat, how Jack could destroy her pussy, how Jack is such a big guy and and he could manhandle her like a little slut. I reminded her how naughty it was to watch her soft, sweet, and full lips wrap around a big cock. I think one of the key things that Rachel liked best was how hard I would orgasm during sex when we did talk about her being a slut.

This continued for some time and we ended up having a talk one night where we, in a sense, laid our cards on the table. The talk during sex was amazing, but neither of us had no idea where it would or could lead-- or even if we wanted it to lead anywhere (I of course did, but not at the expense of her mental health). I admitted to her the same feelings that I had before-- it was insanely hot to fantasize about her and another guy–for me, especially a guy who was much bigger than me. For her, she admitted did enjoy blowing Jack. It was exhilarating, it was wrong (which made it hotter), but the biggest thing is that she knew I would enjoy it. That is where we were at it mainly for me because she wanted to please me, the fact that Jack made her feel good too was just a bonus. This put me in a tough spot because on one hand, I could probably talk her into doing more, but on the other hand it would take a bad toll on our relationship and her mental health as difficult of a decision as it may sound, it was an easy one for me-- I had to prioritize my marriage and her mental health and stop thinking with my dick lol.

Over the next few months, while we had sex, we would continue talking about Jack, or Rachel and another guy and it continued to benefit our sex life greatly. Over time, I would ask her questions like what would you have done if you had more time on lunch that day? What would you have done if Jack wanted your pussy? How hard do you think you would’ve cum if Jack fucked you raw? Each question was answered by Rachel with a sweet and soft moan, her pussy would get wetter, and she would start to cum not too long after. The more we talked about it, the more I introduced new questions, and the more we both had intense orgasms while talking about it, it became clear to me that my sweet, shy, and good girl wife had a real liking for big cock. Eventually, I just started testing my theory. We would have sex and it would consist of talking about just us-- how good her pussy feels, how hard I want to fuck her, and so on. In contrast there would be time we would be having sex and I would talk about her wrapping her lips around a big cock, or Jack taking her behind an alley again and breeding her, or how hard I got when I thought about her taking his cum in her stomach. When I would talk about these things, her pussy would be an absolute slip n slide, and she would squirt all over our bed. It was clear, Rachel wanted big cock deep in her. One of the most frustrating things to me, was that she would never openly admit it. No matter how many times I would ask her if she had a preference, in my dick or Jacks she would never answer and swore up and down that she only did it because she knew I would like it. Eventually, I just gave up. In my head, I had my answer-- I tested it after all and the results spoke for themselves.

I am not sure if anyone else can relate, but I think life has a serious sense of humor. One night while we were scrolling through our phones and winding down for bed, I had to inform Rachel that I would be out a job in a few weeks. The company I worked for was entirely grant funded by the government and I knew eventually I would have to find another job before the funding ran out, but it ended up happening a lot sooner than expected. In contrast, Rachel also had news, her assistant had put in her two weeks notice and would be leaving. Instantaneously, I went from being down in the dumps to wheels turning in my head…Rachel would have to visit Jack’s facility herself again. Maybe Rachel felt sorry for me for being out of work, or maybe it was something else, I have no idea, but that night we had sex and with this new information my fantasy took over. I had Rachel bent over our bed, pounding her from behind, and watched her plump ass jiggle while I thrusted. I asked her if she was excited to see Jack again. She moaned. I asked Rachel if she thought about the possibility of letting Jack use her mouth again. She moan and squealed. I told Rachel it would make me cum harder than I have ever cum before if she made more videos for me. For the first time, Rachel responded with her own questions.

“Yeah? You want to see Jack fuck my married pussy?”

“Oh god yes,” I responded, “I wanna see Jack’s big cock slide down your throat again.”

“mmm do you want me to worship his big cock?” she moaned.

“Fuck yeah baby, I want Jack to abuse your plump ass and make you his bitch.” I told her.

“mmm I texted Jack earlier and told him he would see me around again.” she told me.

When Rachel told me this, I lost control and began pumping as hard as I could and I came all over her thick ass. After we cleaned up and were laying down we had a, “post nut clarity,” talk where she showed me her phone and she had indeed texted Jack, but it was more proper than the way she conveyed earlier.

“Hello Jack, I know that Kayla has been conducting business at your facility, but she has decided to take a new position. Effective immediately, I will return to conducting operations at your facility. I look forward to visiting progress at your facility next month.”

Knowing me as well as she does, after I handed her phon back, Rachel immediately said,

“I know what you’re thinking, and please do not get your hopes up. I am now the only income we have and I absolutely can’t risk my job to indulge your fantasy with a co-worker.”

I knew she was 100% right… as much as it pained me, I knew she was right. As someone who does enjoy working, I don’t like having a lot of down time. Rachel implored me to take a few days before even thinking about job searching, but I hit the job search anyways. After a few days, I received a call back for an interview. The job was amazing, and right up my alley, it even paid significantly more than my old job and more than Rachel’s. The only problem was that it was 3 states away. Rachel and I had a difficult decision to make. Where we currently were, we had all of our family and friends, but only one income. On the other hand, my new job could give us more income, but we would not be around any family or friends. After a lot of talk and discussion, we eventually decided that it would be best for us if I took the new job as the benefits of it could also provide a better life for our kids. Immediately after this talk, I reminded Rachel that while I had secured a new job, some time had passed and she would have to visit Jack’s facility later that week.

“Ugh, some how I knew you would have a mental clock just waiting for that,” she teased me.

“Well, if we’re moving a few states away and you’re already leaving your job anyways, what’s the harm in a little fun?” I expressed.

“You are right, and have valid points, but you also forget that when I did something with Jack, I hated myself and couldn’t even stand to look at myself in the mirror for a few days after.” she responded.

I realized she was right, “Well, I am just saying… if there is a time to do, it seems like now might be the most opportune given the circumstances…”

She looked a bit at me, a bit puzzled, and said, “I am done talking about this, I see what you are saying, but I just don’t think I am ready to do that again, nor do I know if I will ever be comfortable with it.”

“I understand,” was the last thing I said before I kissed her her neck. Fortunately she responded well to this. I kept kissing her neck and chest. I am not sure if it was the fact that I was kissing her sweet spots, or that she also realized this might be the best chance to do something with Jack, but when I put my hand down her panties to feel her pussy, she was absolutely soaked. We began a passionate and slow love making session. What began as a love making session quickly turned into fucking. I pulled Rachel to the edge of the bed with her legs up against my chest. I squeezed her big tits as I thrusted into her.

“I don’t care what you say, you’re a slut for big cock.” I groaned.

To my surprise, she responded, “Yeah I am. God I wish I had a big cock in me right now.”

After she said this, I picked up the pace, “I bet Jack would stretch this tight little pussy out and hit spots I never have.” I responded.

“Oh god Jack’s big, long cock would feel so good,” she moaned.

“Fuck baby, just imagine how good it would feel when Jack shoots his thick load of cum deep in your stomach,” I told her.

After I said this, she started cumming all over my cock, and I came too. We did not even get dressed for bed, we both fell asleep naked next to each other.

Rachel was right, I had a mental clock ticking the days away until she would visit Jack’s facility again. The morning before she was to visit him, I asked her what she was going to wear. She told me it would be a surprise and I would have to wait and see what she was wearing as she walked out the door. Like a kid waiting his turn in line for a carnival ride, I sat on the couch, waiting for her to leave. As she came out of our room, and strolled into the living room, I was not disappointed. I was pleasantly surprised to see Rachel walk into the living room with a lower cut tank top on that showed the cleavage of her plump DD tits on her nice little frame, slightly covered by an old cardigan that she loved to wear. What really caught my attention was the skin tight dark gray pants that she had on. They hugged her thick curvy ass so nicely I started to get a hard on just looking at her.

“I’m running late, I love you, please think about what you would like for dinner tonight,” she said as she walked into the living room.

“I will and I love you too,” was all I could muster as she walked out the door.

I spent a majority of the day packing our things into boxes in anticipation of our move. I spent a majority of the day keeping my mind busy and trying to be as productive as I could. Our kids were at school, and because it was Friday, I knew they would be dropped off at their grand parents after school, as they always were on Fridays. My excitement got the better of me, I knew Rachel normally got off work on Fridays at 3:00 pm, she always attempted to beat rush hour traffic home. It was 1:30 pm, and I couldn’t take it anymore.

“Did you already visit Jack’s facility?” I texted her.

After a few minutes, “No, Kayla always scheduled his facility last, and it works best for them. I plan to stop in around 2,” she replied.

“Have fun naughty girl,” I replied and I tossed my phone on to bed and went to take a shower in attempt to calm my nerves.

As I stood in the shower, I thought to myself, “aside from Rachel teasing me with her outfit this morning, there was literally no indication she would do anything.” I had worked myself up for no reason. After I got out of the shower, I saw I had one text message on my phone,

“Yeah yeah, you horndog we’ll see,” Rachel had replied to my previous text. I tossed my phone back on the bed and continued to dry myself off and throw on some comfortable clothes to relax in. After I got dressed, I saw that time was 2:30 pm. Rachel was at Jack’s facility. I needed an update.

“Hows the facility? Is everything working as it should?” I texted Rachel.

“Yes, Jack’s facility is performing well…he has also been checking me out the entire time…” she replied.

“Maybe he still likes you?” I replied sarcastically.

“He definitely still does. He’s so bold! He already offered to take me out to dinner after work haha,” she texted.

“You having whatever he wants to buy you is what I want for dinner,” I replied trying to be funny.

“Hah hah very funny,” she replied.

“On a serious note, if you do anything I do support it…I’m sorry I know I’m beating a dead horse but I’m just really excited right now,” I told her.

“I know, me too. I have stop texting now and actually work,” was her last text for a while.

My mind was racing. She actually admitted to being excited while at Jack’s facility. Around 3:15 pm, I had not heard anymore from Rachel. I texted her to see if anything was wrong. A few minutes later I received a text that said, “don’t say I never do anything nice for you.” What could that possibly mean?! All I could muster to text back was, “???” Nothing. There was no more texting. About an hour later, my phone vibrated. My jaw hit the fucking floor. It was a video text message from Rachel. I swear I could hear my heart beating. I opened the video to see Rachel on her knees taking a big, long cock all the way in her mouth. One of the things I loved about Rachel is that she really could deep throat, and those skills were on full display. My phone vibrated a few more times and i saw there were 4 more videos. I watched each one. After I would watch each video another would come in. The following is what I saw. Jack was holding the phone and recording Rachel deep throat his cock.

“mmm take that dick baby girl,” I heard Jack groan.

“mm fuck daddy, why do you taste so good,” Rachel gasped as she went back to work and made the sexiest slurping sounds I have ever heard in my life.

“mm fuck yeah I knew you missed my big dick,” Jack groaned as he forced her head down.

“mmm daddy I did. I missed this fucking cock so bad,” Rachel said as she went back and slurped and gagged a bit on his cock. She then stood up, and I will never forget what I watched in the next video. I clicked the next video, which was short, to see Rachel standing up, she turned and slowly walked over to Jack’s bed, swinging her hips and she bent over the bed resting on her elbows,

“Come take this pussy daddy, I need that big cock to fuck my stomach up,” she moaned as she wiggled her fat ass at him.

I could not believe how dirty she was talking to him. My cock was drenched in pre cum and I had not even touched myself, I was still in a state of shock. The next video that came was the last. I clicked the video to see Jack was still holding her the phone and had it pointed down at her ass. Jack had a condom on and was sliding his large cock into Rachel’s pussy slowly. Rachel was moaning and groaning like I had never heard before. I felt a flood of emotions. Jealousy, anger, sadness, and my chest was beating uncontrollably. She was making sounds I had never heard before. Her moans were so loud and feminine. Jack got his cock all the way in and started sliding in and out at first slowly, but picking up more pace.

As Jack picked up steam “OHHH FUCK daddy,” I heard Rachel yell.

“Oh my fucking god Jack fuck me hard…YESSS FUCK,” Rachel was yelling.

“Thats right bitch who owns this pussy now,” Jack asked.

“FUCK DADDY its yours fuck! my pussy is yours oh my god,” Rachel screamed.

The video cut off, and I did not receive anymore videos. About 30 minutes later, I received a text from Rachel that simply said,

“I am on my way home.”

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If you read the whole thing and didnt rage from my bad formatting/typing then thank you! This part of our story was hard to write. It was so hot and it was almost impossible to concentrate. I want to reiterate that I know it is long, and the story jumps weeks or months at a time, but I don’t see a point in writing about us both having boring weeks at work lol. If you’re wondering about timeline, if memory serves, Rachel fucking Jack happened about late 2019/early 2020. Part 4 will come soon…