Gave It Up

I enjoy the fantasy of giving up my "husband rights" to another man. I hope you enjoy the story.

From: GaveItUp
Subject: We gave him exclusive rights to fuck her (pt1)
For almost two years, my wife Lori and I enjoyed her having sex with other men. She took some convincing, but my persistence paid off. She picked several lucky guys, and always came home afterwards to tell me and show me what she had done with her lovers. I especially enjoyed the evidence they left behind - a wet and messy bush (though no creampies since she makes them wear condoms) or the taste of cum in her mouth.

After being with a few different guys, she became exclusive with one man, Thomas, the owner of a local restaurant, who we met at a private new-year's eve party. She went home with him that night, and since then, she has stopped seeing other men. Thomas is a somewhat light skinned Haitian born American who went through school on a football scholarship. He's now age 36, about 6'4" 225 lbs. He is handsome (wife's opinion), athletic, well mannered, and well hung (again, according to my wife).

After enjoying the situation for a while, we got the itch to take it to the next level. I've never really gotten into humiliation fantasies, but I developed a fascination with my wife giving something to her lover that she would refuse to me. I guess it was some of Lori's comments during sex that got me going in this direction. She'd tell me how Thomas had been getting more and more possessive of her - didn't want to hear about anything she did with me. She wondered out loud to me if there was something special she could give him, and no one else, to make him feel more "ownership". I liked the idea, and encouraged her. She began to wear a necklace he gave her, and she had several items of lingerie that were reserved for her nights with him. She still felt something was missing however. One important point was that she was still using condoms with him. She said that it had caused some arguments. One night during our lovemaking the evening before one of her visits, she whispered to me, "don't cum in me honey, Thomas doesn't like it..." Then a minute later, "Honey? I.. I want to feel his bare cock... This intrigued me, because she'd always reserved bare fucking for me only. It was mostly for safety, but I also thought of it as another proof of my special status with her. I was excited to think she was getting more into this new fantasy of giving something special to her lover. "Ok" I said, "if you're sure it's safe." She replied quickly "Oh it is honey, I'm sure.. That's not a problem, but... " "But what?" I prompted. After a pause she spilled it: "He says he won't fuck me bare if anyone else does.. I.. I want you to start using condoms." This admission made her moan, and fuck harder and faster. This demonstration that she was becomming addicted to his cock, and needed to feel it bare - even more than my own - turned me on mightily. I responded "I will", which made me start to cum. I dutifully pulled out, and shot all over her belly.

Lori always used a diaphram for birth control with me, because we loved the skin-on-skin contact, and other methods caused some problems. Giving her lover the exclusive right to fuck her bare was exciting to both of us, and we decided to give it a try. We decided to have a little ceremony to recognize and enjoy the last time we'd have sex without me using a condom. I think we both saw it as temporary, but we played it like it was for keeps. Lori understood how much the whole idea of denying me something sexual in favor of her lover turned me on, and she teased me with it in the days leading up to the "ceremony". The night finally arrived. We made it very romantic, and we took it slow, enjoying in exquisite detail the feelings generated by our last skin-to-skin intercourse. As we got close to climax, she played her part well, saying, "Cum inside me for the last time, honey. Your bare cock will never touch my pussy again." I came hard inside her. Afterward, when I was reluctant to withdraw (knowing this was it) she said. "It's been wonderful, but it's time. I want to you pull out while you're still hard. I want to remember the feeling of your hard bare cock". I slowly withdrew, and we lay together quietly for a time, then fell asleep in each others arms.

Lori and I used the condoms several weeks. Each time she would tease me about how she missed the feeling of bare cock, but was glad not to have to bother with the diaphram. Finally, the night came when she would have sex with Thomas bareback for the first time, and she started to prepare for her "date". We fucked as she described how much she would enjoy the evening, and how much she anticipated finally feeling his bare cock. After I came, I tossed the condom, then helped her with her diaphram. After showering, dressing up sexy, and doing her hair and makeup, Lori stood facing me at the front door. She looked incredibly hot. We kissed deeply, then she reached into her purse, and handed me a small box. "These are the condoms I've been using with Thomas. He won't be needing them anymore." We kissed again, then she whispered in my ear, "When I get home, I will have his cum inside me." We kissed a last time, and she turned and left, not looking back. We trusted Thomas, who told Lori that only time he ever went without a condom was during a several year monogamous relationship. He was apparently as wary of diseases as we were. We had to convince him that we were trustworthy, and that since Lori insisted on condoms with the few guys before him, she was really safe. He trusted her. Maybe he didn't trust that *I* was totally safe, and that was part of his insistence that I no longer fuck her bare, but I'm not entirely sure. Anyway, with this assurance, Lori went to him. They had a wild night of sex, and she felt his bare cock fill her vagina with his semen for the first time. That night she returned glowing with pleasure, and as promised, full of his cum. I donned one of Thomas' condoms, and entered her wet, loose, and slippery vagina, as she told me in detail, how wonderful bare sex with him was. She was a little giddy, with how incredible it was, how many times she'd cum. She also observed that it seemed like the event was a turning point for them, and even admitted that they were becomming a little bit infatuated. In the midst of their lovemaking he had demanded that her pussy become his alone, that he didn't want anyone else fucking her. "I want that too" she told him. "Oh, baby" she begged me as I started to thrust faster, "let's give him my pussy. He fucks me so good honey, he streches me.. he touches me in places.. honey, when I felt his cum filling me up, I couldn't refuse him.." Hearing this, I was turned on so much I came quickly and with great force.

A few days later, Lori and I went out on the town to have a nice dinner and a few drinks afterward. We discussed whether we were both willing to take this next big step. Just talking about it, I got instantly hard. It was turning me on big time, though Lori was reluctant. She worried it was too much, that it would hurt the relationship. I tried to reassure her that my feelings wouldn't change. Then, after some hesitation, she told me her real concern. She sheepishly admitted that she got so turned on by the whole idea that it had become her one consuming fantasy, and that the most erotic thing about it was its permanence. She told me that if I insisted on taking this step, I had to accept that was not reversable. There would be no turning back. She would never again allow my cock inside her. This both scared and excited me, but I was so into the whole thing, the excitement overwhelmed the fear. I told her "then let's go home, and make this a night to remember forever". And it was. Knowing it was the last time, I focused on every sensation. We used just about every position we knew. We did it on the bed, and the floor, in a chair, standing up, whatever came to mind. No tongues, no fingers, just kissing and fucking. The time flew by. We'd been going for about 2 hours, when we found the perfect rhythm, and both started building to an orgasm. As we got close, she panted breathlessly "After this.. my.. pussy belongs... to Thomas.. I love you honey... but.. I will.. never.. let you.. fuck.. me... again.." She began to cum, and I began to cum, and we kissed, and locked together with an intensity like never before. She came long and noisily, and was still spasming long after I'd stopped squirting. After just another minute or so, she grasped my condom covered cock and eased me out of her pussy. "It's done" she whispered.

That was the most exciting sex we'd ever had. During the several months after having given up intercourse with Lori I had several moments of weakness, but she held firm. For one thing, she can't lie to Thomas - she says he always seems to know if she trys to conceal anything. Plus, she didn't really want to. Our sex life continued to be great. We were hornier than ever since denying ourselves intercourse. We used toys, oral, hands and fingers, you name it; just no fucking. I must admit, when I was on top of her, fucking her with the dildo, it was so tempting to try to slip into her myself. But she would't let me. She became very adept at keeping me happy without it, however. When she came home from her nights with Thomas, she loved to jerk me off letting the cum spray on her pussy or chest, which I would lick off. I tended not to go for the creampie unfortunatly, because the diaphram jelly gave it an unpleasant taste. Then one night after being with Thomas she came home very excited at led me directly to bed. "I have a surprise for you" she said. She guided my head between her legs, and I began to lick. I noticed almost immediately that the acrid taste was gone, but there was a distinct taste of semen. I assumed she'd found a more neutral tasting spermicide, and I ate her with relish, cleaning her thoroughly. I kept going, licking her clit as she climbed toward orgasm. "Baby, did you notice" she panted. "I didn't use it..." and she came hard locking my head between her legs. When she released me, I asked what she meant, but she just immediately took my cock in her mouth and started to suck and stroke me. As I got close to cumming, she stroked faster and said, "Honey.. I couldn't help it.. He was eating my pussy so good, and wouldn't let me cum unless he could fuck me without it.. I was so turned on... I wanted it.. I wanted him to fuck me. Knowing he could make me pregnant.. that made it even hotter. Please say it's OK.." She put her mouth again to my cock, and sucked passionatlely. "Yes" I said, and came hard in her mouth.

That was 2 months ago. Since that night, I get the distinct impression that she's made an extra effort to visit him on nights when she's fertile. When she comes home, it's always full of his seed. I taste his cum in her pussy as she describes what they did, and teases me with how long it's been since *we* last fucked, and how she's forgetting what my cock felt like. As I said, the sex continues to be wonderful. We are both getting our needs met, and the situation hasn't lost any of its erotic charge. I think she has more orgasms now than ever before, since giving her pussy to her lover. She claims she almost always makes her come when they fuck, and that she sometimes cums just from the initial penetration. She almost never came from my cock anyway, but my tongue and fingers almost always do the trick. Sometimes after eating her pussy, and making her cum, I beg her to let me fuck her. She'll jerk me off while whispering that Thomas fucks her so well that she doesn't want any other cock, that she would hardly feel me anymore anyway, that her pussy belongs to her lover who will give her a child. I cum, and am satisfied.

We're both sensitive now to the arrival of her period, waiting and wondering each month. When she does get pregnant, I don't know how the baby will change things, but I don't think it will present any problems. If the baby turns out darker than expected, and people get nosy, we'll just say that I have a low sperm count, and we used an anonymous donor at a sperm bank. In any case, I'm hopeful that the child will inherit some of its biological father's characteristics. I'm no great physical specimen, so I'm giving these children a better genetic legacy that I could have done myself. I will make a better caregiver than Thomas I think, since he travels extensively, and isn't a fatherly type. I plan to love then, and raise them as my own.