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Archive name: ray.txt (MF, wife-sharing, cuckold)
Authors name: Cooch (cooch@ndirect.co.uk)
Story title : My Husband Ray

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My Husband Ray (MF, wife-sharing, cuckold)
By Cooch (cooch@ndirect.co.uk)


We had been married just over a year when I noticed 
that my husband, Ray, seemed to have gone off sex. It 
wasn't that he had gone off me it was just that every 
time I initiated sex with him, it seemed that either he 
was too tired, didn't feel like it or couldn't get an 
erection. At first I suspected that he might be having 
an affair, but doubted this as he is not very outgoing 
and is a bit shy with women.

I found out the reason by accident when I was clearing 
out some papers from the room he uses as an office at 
home. Tucked in the back of the drawer were numerous 
men's magazines. They had all been well read judging by 
the state of them. I was annoyed at first, mostly that 
Ray had been spending his time reading these magazines 
rather than paying attention to me. I was intrigued 
enough though to look through a few of the magazines to 
see just what Ray found interesting in them.

It amazed me that so many of the letters were from men 
who, it appeared, enjoyed seeing their wives having sex 
with other men, especially when the men were better 
endowed than the husband or were better lovers or both. 
I'd always thought that if a wife had sex with another 
man it would be grounds for divorce, not something the 
a husband would get excited about. Reading all these 
letters opened my eyes and made me think again about my 
relationship with Ray. Presumably Ray found this 
exciting and I wondered if this was the way to rekindle 
our sex life.

I didn't say anything about the magazines at first to 
Ray but checked the drawer at regular intervals. Sure 
enough new copies turned up and I also noticed that 
often they would be left open at the letters pages, 
especially where it concerned what I had come to learn 
was called wife watching. 

I admit that the constant reading of the same theme in 
these letters affected me and I began to have fantasies 
about teasing Ray by flirting with other men and 
possibly letting them have sex with me. I wanted to 
bring the subject up with Ray but knew it was something 
that I would have to be tactful about. He isn't the 
most confident person, especially when it comes to sex. 
He isn't very well endowed and I felt that the 
initiative would have to come from him. I did feel 
however that I could help him by changing the way I 
dressed and acted and see how he reacted to it.

I was pleased by the look on Ray's face when I showed 
him my purchases the following Saturday. I had spent 
most of the day at the shops and had bought what 
amounted to several new outfits, including new 
underwear. Ray's eyes lit up when I tried on my new 
mini skirts, the longest of which came to mid thigh. 

He also loved my skimpy panties and lace bras. We 
agreed that I should wear one of the outfits to a party 
we were going to the following weekend. It was after my 
fashion-show that Ray and I had sex, the first time for 
several weeks. Ray was like a man possessed as he 
pushed the little skirt up my thighs and, without even 
removing my pants, entered me. I played with my clit as 
Ray pounded into me but even with this stimulation he 
came before I could.

As Ray withdrew from me I continued to play with my 
clit. He lay beside me and watched as I held the flimsy 
panties to one side and teased my hard little bud then 
ran my fingers down into my wet hole and back up to my 
clit again. It was probably something that I had read 
in one of the magazines that made me reach out to Ray 
with my wet fingers and run them over his lips.

Ray was surprised at first, we had indulged in oral sex 
but he had never gone down on me after we had made love 
and so tasting his own cum off my fingers was a new 
experience for him. He didn't complain though so I 
began dipping my fingers into my vagina and then wiping 
the sticky mess onto his lips some more. Soon I had Ray 
literally eating out of my hand as I fed him his own 
cum. Eventually I got him on his knees with his face 
between my legs, giving me a good eating. I had already 
fed him most of what he had deposited in me but he gave 
me a great orgasm as he licked and sucked at my sloppy 
used hole.

Our sex life improved after this, with Ray eating me 
out after fucking me becoming a regular part of our 
lovemaking. We were also having sex more often. I was 
wearing sexier clothes and this seemed to have an 
effect on Ray, especially when we had been out for the 
evening and other men had been getting glimpses of my 
exposed thighs and, on one occasion, my stocking tops 
and perhaps my panties.

When we'd get home in the evening I always brought the 
subject up of the other men who had been looking at me. 
I knew now that this excited him and I knew that I was 
going to get fucked when he got me home. I must admit 
to teasing Ray as I told him about the men looking at 
my body, I even made up instances to tell him about 
when nothing had actually happened. I was really just 
leading him on till I got him to let me fuck another 
man. I knew with the attention that I was now getting 
from men that I could have my pick whenever I wanted, 
but I wanted to do it with Ray making the first step.

I felt that it was time now to move Ray onto the next 
stage in my plan. I stopped him having intercourse with 
me, we still had sex, quite often in fact as my 
flirting and teasing with other men aroused Ray so 
much, but I got him to masturbate himself while I 
watched or I would do it for him on occasions. I also 
began to tease him, gently at first, about his penis 
size. I started introducing words such as 'little' and 
'small' and 'cute' as I spoke about his cock, telling 
him to wank his cute little cock as he licked my pussy.

It sounds cruel but Ray seemed to love it, and his fist 
would become a blur as he wanked himself off. I always 
made sure he cleaned up properly after he came and this 
would entail licking up his spunk from wherever he had 
shot it, whether it was the bed, the carpet or just 
into his hand. I knew that I had full control over Ray 
now and that he would go along with anything that I 
wanted.

It was while Ray was between my thighs one evening, his 
tongue up my pussy that I decided to push him one stage 
further. I was having trouble reaching an orgasm and 
was getting frustrated so I pushed Ray away and told 
him to fetch me his magazines from his office. His face 
was a picture to see, like a little boy caught with his 
pants down. He tried acting innocent at first, denying 
all knowledge of them, but when I insisted, he went 
away red faced and got them.

As he handed them to me I decided to tease him further 
by asking him if he enjoyed reading about wives playing 
around and wondered if it turned him on. He denied it 
at first but then admitted that he found it interesting 
when I pointed out that all the magazines were open at 
pages relating to wife watching.

I got Ray to talk about it for a while and we read some 
of the letters together. I then told him I'd like to 
watch him wank as he read them out loud to me. He 
seemed keen and as he read I watched his hand jerking 
up and down his erect penis.

My own hand strayed down to my clit and we masturbated 
together as Ray read out the letters. We came at the 
same time, Ray shooting his load across my legs as my 
fingers brought me to a shuddering orgasm.

It didn't take much after this to get Ray to admit that 
he would like me to fuck another man. I said that I 
would do it for him so long as he wouldn't get jealous 
and would still love me and to prove it he would have 
to lick my pussy afterwards. Ray eagerly agreed, and I 
was like the cat that had the cream. My husband wanted 
me to screw around and would be there for me afterwards 
to clean me up with his tongue, what more could a girl 
want?

It was two weeks later that I was unfaithful to Ray for 
the first time, and it was great. A girl friend from 
work was having a small party at her apartment and she 
invited Ray and I, however I told Ray that I wanted to 
go alone, and he agreed. I spent over an hour getting 
ready, with Ray helping me to bathe and get dressed. I 
found it a special thrill to let Ray pick my underwear 
for my evening out.

We both of us knew that another man would probably be 
removing it later that night.

When I got to my friend Katie's apartment everyone 
assumed that Ray and I had had an argument, but I told 
them that I had left him at home with some chores to 
do, which was true, and that he was quite happy for me 
to come out on my own and enjoy myself. Some of the 
guests found this strange and others found it amusing, 
but most of the men saw it as a green light to try and 
chat me up, which was great. I knew most of the people 
there because most of them were from work. By the time 
I had the fourth or fifth drink brought to me I was 
feeling quite light headed.

I believe that I was the only female on her own at the 
party and so I had my choice of all the single men and 
was never short of a dancing partner. As the drinks 
flowed so the inhibitions were lost and the men wasted 
no time in groping me as we danced or chatted. I could 
feel myself getting wet as one man after another 
nuzzled my ear or ran his hands over my ass.

I wasn't very choosy that evening and went to the 
bedroom with the first man who asked me. I decided not 
to get undressed and let him fuck me with my skirt 
pulled up around my waist. I took off my panties as he 
dropped his trousers around his ankles. He was bigger 
than Ray and it hurt a bit as he pushed his cock into 
me, actually it hurt more than when Ray took my 
virginity on our wedding night. It didn't take him long 
to cum, but just the extra length and width of his cock 
had made me cum twice before he pumped me full of his 
seed.

There wasn't much romance about it, as soon as he 
finished he rolled off me and pulled his trousers back 
up. He kissed me on the lips and thanked me, which I 
thought was nice and I just lay there with my legs 
apart and his warm cum running down the crease of my 
bum as he went back to join the party. I lay there for 
a few minutes savoring the feeling of having been 
fucked properly at last, Ray had never been able to 
make me cum when we fucked, I always had to use my 
fingers or, lately, get Ray to use his tongue on me.

It was when I sat up and tried to straighten out my 
clothing that I noticed two things. The first was that 
he had taken my panties with him, presumably as a 
trophy, and the second was that I now had a large, wet 
cum stain on the back of my skirt. I tried to clean 
myself up as much as possible but it was quite obvious 
from looking at me what had happened.

Minutes later, when I rejoined the party, I realized 
that I had no chance of hiding the fact that I'd been 
fucked. He was standing with a group of friends 
laughing and joking, but also holding my little white 
panties in his hand. I decided to brazen it out and 
walked over to him and reached for my pants. He held 
them out of reach until I asked for them and said 
'please'.

He gave them to me then and I actually slipped them 
back on while all the men watched. Unashamedly I took 
my shoes off and, as six pairs of male eyes watched, I 
pulled the panties up my legs and thighs holding my 
skirt up to straighten them at the waist. All the guys 
there had a good look at my pussy as I arranged my 
panties and I felt truly liberated now and also quite 
slutty.

I asked my lover to run me home but he made me wait 
till he had finished his drink. I stood there with cum 
still running down my thighs and drying on the back of 
my skirt as I waited for him to take me home to my 
husband.

Ray was in bed when I got home. I think when he saw me 
walk into the bedroom he knew what had happened. I 
looked down at him as he lay there and I knew that our 
life wouldn't be the same after this. I still loved him 
but I felt superior to him now. I reached down and 
pulled away the sheet that was covering him. He was 
naked and he had an erection and was holding it with 
one hand, his fist almost covering the little organ. I 
felt pity for him that he was always going to be 
laughed at, secretly or openly, by women and other men 
because of what he let his wife do with others.

Ray began to stroke himself as I watched, unable to see 
the contempt in my eyes, or maybe he could see it and 
in a strange way found it exciting. I undressed as he 
slowly wanked himself. When I was naked I stood by the 
bed and told him to look at my pussy. His eyes moved 
down and I knew that he could see the tell tale signs 
that show a woman has been fucked, in this case that 
his wife had been fucked, the matted pubic hair, the 
red puffy lips hanging loose, the dried semen on her 
thighs. Ray took all this in and his hand moved faster 
and faster on his cock.

I knelt beside him on the bed, sitting back on my heels 
and spreading my thighs for Ray to see my open cunt 
hole. His hand was now a blur as he wanked himself. I 
ran my hand down my stomach and through my pubic hair 
till I was fingering my hard little clit. I slipped one 
finger inside my open hole then brought it up to my 
mouth and sucked it. This action brought Ray off and he 
was shooting a thin stream of cum onto his belly as I 
licked my finger. Again I felt contempt for this little 
man, that he had got so excited by his wife's 
infidelity that he had cum all over himself.

When he had finished jerking off his little penis I 
straddled his face and lowered myself down so that his 
nose and mouth were covered by my hot, wet pussy. I 
could feel Ray's tongue as he ran it around my slit 
then up inside my hole. I pressed down further not 
bothering whether he could breathe or not, just wanting 
to satisfy myself, wanting to smother him in my lovers 
cum. I came quickly but carried on until I came again, 
then I let Ray free from between my thighs. 

I looked down at him, his face between my knees, and I 
knew that he now realized that I was in control of our 
marriage and our lives. Ray knew his place now and 
accepted it because he knew that he could not compete 
with other men and that I wouldn't be satisfied with 
his inadequate little cock any more.

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