“So tell me, why do you want your wife to fuck other
men?”
Julie and Juan looked at me expectantly. My wife Sheila
were sitting in their living room, all four of us
relaxing with drinks in hand, while their kids
slumbered upstairs. It was a suburban evening like any
other, apart from the topic of conversation. I
swallowed hard and said,
“I have a small cock. I love my wife, and I realized
that I can’t satisfy her by fucking her. I also
realized that watching her have incredibly hot sex with
another man is a bigger turn-on than fucking her myself
and leaving her unsatisfied. It sounds strange, but
jerking myself off while watching a stranger fill her
up with his cum has become better than any sex we ever
had.”
Sheila squeezed my hand and smiled at me. We had been
married for four years, and she had been cuckolding me
(with my permission and encouragement) for three. I
wasn’t lying – it turns me on immensely to watch her
with another man, or several, especially if they were
well-endowed. One of her regulars had a thick 8-inch
cock, twice the size of mine, and I’d get hard just
thinking about it stretching out her pussy. In the past
year or so, I’d barely fucked my wife – my watching her
get fucked was our whole sex life.
Julie knew all about this. In fact, we had gotten in
touch with her because of it. After mixed results
finding men online for Sheila to fuck, we discovered
Julie and her group, and it sounded like just what we
needed. She directed her next words to my wife.
“There are only two preliminaries to joining our little
club. One is this interview. We want to make sure both
members of the couple are willing and enthusiastic.
Sometimes one spouse or the other gets cold feet.
Sometimes the wife’s just looking to punish the
husband, often for past infidelity. That’s really not
what our group is about. In all of our couples, the
husband either puts his wife’s happiness before his
own, or genuinely enjoys watching his wife fuck. It
sounds like both in your case.” (I blushed – she was
dead right.)
“The second step is the initiation. We get the whole
group together – sometimes at someone’s house but
usually we rent a club or some similar space. You’ll
strip naked in front of everyone, and fuck three of our
studs. Beforehand, both of you have to publicly state
your willingness and enthusiasm for cuckolding, and
afterwards, you’ll be members, with all the privileges
that entails – namely a constant supply of well-hung
studs, disease-free, who love fucking married women in
front of their husbands as much as you love being
fucked and you (she nodded to me) love watching. Even
apart from the initiation, we have events where wives
are fucked in front of a group, but most of the time
the guy just shows up at your house and gets down to
business.”
My wife spoke up. “About the… um… studs? How…”
“Well hung? They’re all measured 10″ and up – our
biggest at the moment is 14.”
Sheila squeezed my hand harder – that 8-incher I
mentioned before was the biggest cock she had ever
taken, and we often fantasized about a guy who was just
huge, stretching her cunt to the breaking point.
“We try our best to screen out assholes – no one’s
going to berate you or your husband for doing this,
unless of course that gets you off too. Once you’re
members, we do have a few requirements – you have to be
screened for STDs every three months, and you have to
pay monthly dues of $20. It’s a small amount; we
usually just use it to buy drinks at the events.
Occasionally if we rent out a space we’ll ask for more
for that month. We like for the husbands to pay – it
shows you’re still happy to be cuckolded – you can give
a check or cash to any of the Senior Members.
“None of our studs use condoms – the STD test ensures
they’re safe, and most of the wives are on the pill. A
few use IUDs, the patch or something similar. Also, the
first rule of Cuckold Club is, you don’t talk about
Cuckold Club. Actually, you’re welcome to talk about
being in the club and encourage others to join, but
you’re not allowed to expose the identities of anyone
involved. Apart from the Senior Members, most people
don’t want the world to know they’re into this.”
Now it was my turn to ask a question. “Who are the
Senior Members?”
“My husband and I, and four other couples. We organize
events, approve new members, and recruit both couples
and studs. Getting to test-drive the new cocks is one
of the perks,” she smiled. “We also match up couples
with their studs. Basically, we’ll decide who you’ll be
fucking most of the time. If you want a start seeing a
particular guy regularly, of course you’re welcome to.
But you’re also expected to participate in the group
events, and at those, it’s always a surprise who you’re
going to end up with.”
My wife was trembling with excitement. “How do you get
to be one of the Senior Members?”
Juan fielded this one. “We try to make it easy for
regular members to join – assuming they’re already into
the cuck lifestyle. And you can drop out at any time,
take a break, etc. But to be a Senior Member, you have
to have the deepest commitment to the cuckold
lifestyle. For starters, the husband has to drop any
pretense of fucking his wife or otherwise using his
cock. And the wife has to devote herself utterly to
fucking other men – as many as possible, at least
within the confines of the club.”
“But it goes deeper than that. If a couple is
interested in Senior Membership, there’s more than a
one-night initiation. There’s a long trial period,
during which you make a lifelong commitment to
cuckolding. To our members, this is as serious as their
wedding.
“First, the couple must come out as a cuckold couple –
they must tell their families, friends, and neighbors
that the wife fucks other men with the husband’s
encouragement. The club will assign a stud to be your
long-term boyfriend. You must date him publicly –
introduce him to both sets of parents, close friends,
and anyone else who asks, as your lover. Your husband
has to make it absolutely clear to everyone that he
encourages this relationship, and that he’s more
committed to you than ever. The three of you will go
out on dates, with the wife showing affection only to
the stud, and the husband deferring to both.”
“Wow,” I said. “That’s pretty hardcore.”
“No, that’s the easy part,” said Julia. “To be
considered for Senior Membership, there’s a long Trial
Period. During the Trial, the husband has to wear a
chastity device, to make absolutely sure only other men
fuck his wife. One of the Senior Members holds the only
key, and it will only be removed when his wife fucks in
front of the group.”
I gulped as I thought about my cock being off-limits
even to my right hand. At the same time, the same cock
I wouldn’t get to touch was rock-hard thinking about
taking my cuckolding to the next level.
“As for the wife, before the Trial begins, she must
stop using all forms of birth control.” Sheila gasped –
it sounded like a mixture of fear and excitement – and
Julie continued. “The Trial begins at the beginning of
your next fertile cycle, and we hold a group event
where the boyfriend fucks you as many times as he can –
usually four or five at least. Whether it’s that night,
or months later, the stud we assign to you will get you
pregnant. Everyone will know he is the father. In fact,
we encourage couples to print the real father’s name on
their birth announcements.”
She paused to let that sink in, and her husband smiled
at the look of shock on our faces. We both wanted kids
– lots of them, in fact. We had been talking about
trying for two years, but neither of us wanted to go
back to our usual, boring sex life, so we kept putting
it off. We had actually talked about her getting
pregnant by another man, but only as a fantasy – we had
never considered it as a serious possibility, or
realized anyone else actually did that.
“When the wife is eight months pregnant with her
bastard child, her lover will leave the picture, and
the baby is her husband’s full responsibility for life.
She’ll also stop fucking until a few months after the
baby’s born. How long is entirely up to the wife – most
women are ready to come back after three months.”
“When the wife is ready to resume, we hold a weeklong
event – not every member attends every night, but in
the past it’s drawn a sizeable crowd. One of the
cuckolded husbands watches the baby for you at home, as
your husband watches you get gangbanged by five men.
Every night, it’s a different five men, for the seven
days in the middle of your cycle. We repeat the event
every month until you’re confirmed pregnant. You will
not know who the father of your second child is, and we
discourage you from finding out.”
“When the second child is born, you would both be
Senior Members, with all of the privileges and
responsibilities that entails. The wife is given the
key to the chastity device to use when she pleases, and
future pregnancies are entirely up to her discretion.
She’s even allowed to get pregnant by her husband,
although I don’t believe anyone’s actually done that.”
I was stunned, but at the same time, my cock was rock-
hard and leaking pre-cum all the way to my balls. The
idea of it was incredibly hot, but I knew Sheila would
never go that far. I looked over at her, expecting her
to be in shock, but I was the one who got the shock –
she had one hand down the front of her panties, and had
been masturbating the whole time Julie had been
talking! Her panties were bunched up around her ankles,
and from the look of things, she had at least three
fingers inside herself.
“So…” she gasped as she continued to frig herself
frantically, “your kids…”
“None of them are mine,” said Juan. Instead of any
regret, I actually heard a tinge of pride in his voice.
Besides having a small cock like you, my family has a
history of diabetes and heart trouble, so it’s probably
for the best my genes aren’t being passed along. Plus,
I’m a true cuckold – as much as I love watching men
fuck my wife, there’s nothing more erotic than watching
her fertile womb get filled with another man’s sperm,
and then watching her belly swell up with his child.”
“And I couldn’t love our kids any more if they were my
flesh and blood,” he said, pulling a photo down from a
bookshelf behind him and passing it to us. It was
recent, and showed the couple with five kids. To my
surprise, their brood looked like Angelina Jolie’s! The
oldest, a boy of about 10, had blond hair like his
mother and freckles – his father was Latino and dark-
skinned, so there was no mistaking that he wasn’t
Juan’s.
Same with the others – next to him was a light-skinned
black girl, 7, with corkscrews of hair cascading around
her shoulders. Next came another boy, maybe 6, half-
white and half-Asian. Then a 3-year-old boy; I couldn’t
tell if his father had been Indian, black, or Latin,
but I had a feeling if it was the latter, it wasn’t
Juan’s doing. Juan himself held a baby girl in his
arms, white again, with red hair. And Julie’s pregnant
belly was stretching out a t-shirt that read “Not My
Husband’s”, with an arrow pointing down.
“I loved that shirt,” said Juan. “People assumed it was
a joke if the other kids weren’t around. I loved the
look on their faces when I told them it was true, and I
had no idea who the father was. The oldest is from a
lover Julie had before we joined the group. The second
was from the stud assigned to us. And the rest are all
gangbangs – once we did that once, we couldn’t go
back.”
Julie smiled at the memory, then turned back to us. “As
you may have noticed, the club is a diverse group, and
the Senior Members encourage couples to fuck men of all
races. Despite the stereotypes you may have heard about
black guys, there are plenty of well-hung studs of all
races in our group. As you may have noticed, for Senior
Membership applicants, you don’t fuck any men the same
race as your husband. We wouldn’t want anyone to
mistakenly think your husband had gotten you pregnant
or anything.”
Clearly, we were out of our depth. I was about to
politely tell them we were content to be regular
members and leave it at that, but Sheila spoke up
first.
“So… once you join, how long do you have to wait
before applying for Senior Membership?”
It was Julie’s turn to be shocked. “I don’t think
anyone’s ever done that! Although… I don’t see why it
couldn’t be done. I suppose if you were really that
interested, you could forego the initial gangbang, and
start fucking your long-term lover.”
“Oh no,” said Sheila. “I’d want to be fuck three guys
just like everyone else. If I have to go back to one
lover after that, fine. But I don’t want to miss out on
what all of the members go through. Besides, what if,
after introducing this man around as my lover, it
turned out the baby wasn’t his or my husband’s?”
Sheila resumed masturbating at the thought of this, as
Julie laughed. “I think we have a prodigy on our hands!
But be warned, having a child, under any circumstance,
is a serious commitment. You shouldn’t make a snap
decision about this.”
“This isn’t a snap decision. We’ve both wanted to start
having kids for years. We’ve talked about having
another man get me pregnant. But the right situation
hadn’t come along. But this group? We can absolutely do
this if there are other couples like you to support
us.”
I wondered whether she was even going to consult me.
“Honey, I thought we talked about that as a fantasy.
You really want to tell your parents and the whole
world that you’re letting other men get you pregnant?
Do you really want a bunch of kids that don’t look
anything like each other?”
“I love the idea of having a multi-racial family.
Remember how jealous I was when my sister adopted that
baby from Africa? You should love your children because
they’re yours, not because of what or who they look
like. And maybe this was a fantasy to you, but I’ve
been dying to get pregnant for the past two years. And,
I’m sorry, but as exciting as our sex life has been
these past few years, and as strong as our marriage has
been through it, I can’t go back to fucking just you.
And I don’t think you can either.”
“I’m still not sure we want to rush into this…”
“I know someone who’s sure � ” With that, she grabbed
my hard cock through my pants, and I groaned as I
finally spurted an hour’s worth of built-up semen all
over my boxers.
“I think you want this as much as I do – you’re just
afraid what people will think.” Truth be told, I didn’t
have nearly as much to lose as she did. My parents had
both passed away a few years ago, and my two closest
friends already knew about our lifestyle. They thought
it was fucked-up at first, but once they compared their
dull twice-a-month routine they had with their wives,
they were both a bit jealous. I had contemplated
working on at least one of the guys to join the group
himself once we were in.
And the more I thought about it, I really didn’t care
what our kids looked like. We had fantasized about it
often enough that I was pretty mentally prepared – if
they were hers, they’d be mine too, and I’d love them
no matter what.
“If this is what you really want to do…” I started to
tell my wife.
By way of an answer, she turned to Julie. “My period is
next weekend, so I can go off the pill and be
completely fertile three weeks from today. Can you set
something up?”
“You’re completely sure?”
She looked Julie dead in the eyes. “One month from
today, I want to be pregnant with a stranger’s baby.
And two years from now, I want to be a Senior Member of
the Cuckold Club.”
Juan turned to me. “What about you? Are you sure you
can handle this?” I’d be lying if I said I was 100%
sure, but if my wife wanted it this badly, who was I to
say no?
“I can’t imagine anything more erotic than watching a
group of guys fuck my wife, fill her fertile womb with
their sperm, and make her pregnant. And I can’t think
of anything that would make me happier than to have a
big family with lots of kids. So why not start right
away?”
So that was that. All the way home in the car, Sheila
couldn’t stop talking about her initiation. Being
fucked by three cocks – at least – maybe three times
the size of mine. And having a steady stream of
monster-sized cocks for the rest of her life. Finally
getting pregnant, watching her belly swell up without
knowing who the father is for sure. Then doing it all
again, year after year. When we got home, she mentioned
a house she had seen on the market with six bedrooms.
“Of course, the kids will have to share by the time
we’re done. I have 14 years until I turn 40. How does
twelve kids by twelve different men sound to you?”
I rubbed my rock-hard little cock through my slimy,
cum-soaked shorts. It sounded just fine.