Your First Cuckolding

'I know you keep saying I look great, but I'm pretty nervous about this whole thing,' says Katie, your wife, while she's dabbing on the last of her lipstick in the bathroom mirror. You run your hand through her hair. 'You've wanted this cuckold fantasy for so long… I just want to make it good for you.' She flashes you a wicked grin in the glass and asks, flirty as hell, if you like the finished product. She takes a lap around the room, shaking that juicy ass, bouncing those tits, striking poses just for you, then leans in and teases, 'Can’t wait to watch me get fucked, can you?' You nod so hard your neck pops. Right then the bell rings. Her eyes go wide—equal parts thrill and nerves—and she bolts to the door. Jax Slayher’s there: tall, younger, Black, crisp white shirt tucked into dark denim, bottle in hand. 'Nice meeting you, man,' he says, passing you the liquor. Katie reaches to shake, but Jax slides in smooth, wraps an arm around her waist, pulls her tight, plants a firm kiss on her cheek. She giggles, gasps, straightens her dress afterward, cheeks flushed. In the living room Jax drops beside her, starts kneading her thigh while you all bullshit. He looks you dead in the eye, smiles, and wonders aloud if there’s anything cold to sip. Relief flickers across Katie’s face; she nudges you to play bartender. You come back with glasses and snacks and damn near drop the tray—Katie and Jax face-to-face on the couch now, hands all over each other. Both look up at you, smiling like cats with cream as he nuzzles her neck and palms her tits through the fabric. Jax smirks and says lots of married women end up hooked on him because of one thing: his huge dick. Katie swallows, asks if she can see it. Of course, he answers. She tugs down his zipper, hauls out that fat cock, and her eyes go wide. 'Bigger than yours,' she breathes, 'way bigger.' He turns to you, cocks an eyebrow. 'Hear that? Wife likes mine better.' He guides her head down, and her lips stretch around him—first time you’ve seen your wife blowing another man. He tells you to come closer, get a real look, and you do, silent. She’s sucking like she’s starved, and you already know this night won’t be the last.