My name is Danny and I am very much in a cuckold relationship. Amanda, my wife of 13 years has cuckolded me from the very beginning of our relationship. We met in a night club and we hit it off straight away and started dating, soon we were living together. She was so sexy so horny and I felt I was so lucky to have her. Amanda is 14 years younger than me, she's now 40, you do the maths, and we have been together some 15 years now. One of my hobbies is photography and Amanda just loved modeling for me, and it became a regular thing in our life.

We spent a fortune on lots and lots of the sexiest underwear or slut wear as she called it in which she always looked stunning, her 38, 24, 38 body and shaven pussy, I'm getting hard just writing this thinking about her.

We set the date for our wedding and started to book everything for the big day. One of the last things we did was get the photographer for the day, he called at our home to show his albums of photos. We had a few drinks and talked over dates, places, he asked what we wanted and asked if we wanted photos of Amanda getting ready on the morning, reception etc.

As we talked we both noticed that he did glamour shots on the business card he left us. Later after he had left, Amanda said that was interesting him doing glamour shots, she said smiling.

In bed that night Amanda took my cock in her hand and started to stroke it hard, and whispered in my ear, how about me posing for him. I said I didn't know about that, but she kept on and on about it. My reasons against it were he was a good looking guy about the same age as Amanda, and a coloured guy.

It was obvious Amanda liked him and over the next few days she kept on at me about posing for him, always when milking me dry in bed. Finally she broke my resistance. She had suggested she pose in her wedding day underwear, wedding night, and honeymoon underwear. She worked on me until I agreed.

She told me to call him and make arrangements, which I did, Amanda was pleased and pleasured me so well that night. A few days before she was to pose for him she was telling me that a lot of the underwear she had bought for our wedding and honeymoon didn't leave too much to the imagination but promised not to show too much, she knew I wasn't allowed to watch as it would spoil it for me on honeymoon.

On the night of the shoot Amanda spent ages getting ready, hair, nails and makeup all done, she looked stunning. When Ken arrived we made small talk for a while berfore they went up to our bedroom for the shoot. Amanda kissed me and told me not to worry, it was just after 8 o clock. I sat watching tv downstairs my stomach churning. It was after midnight when they came back down. Ken said, you're a lucky guy man. He soon left, Amanda came to me saying I so enjoyed that and kissed me before taking me to bed and de-spunking me.

A few days later we married and went on honeymoon and the things she wore in the bedroom didn't leave much at all to the imagination.

When we got home we got to see all the photos he had taken, wedding day, and Amanda's shoot. Just stunning, asking me what I thought. Fantastic were my words. She was covered but her shaven pussy and hard nipples could be clearly seen though the see though material. It was then that she told me she wanted to pose again.

She went to work on me again until I agreed. She was to get naked and I agreed. Again Ken came to our home and up to the bedroom alone. Some hours later Amanda called me asking for drinks. I got them, knocking on the bedroom door before going in. Amanda was wide legged on the bed opening her pussy for his lens, stockings, high heels, half cup bra, her nipples big and hard. She asked me to put down the drinks and said they would be down in a bit, my cock was so hard. l went back down and waited for them to come down, knowing she was in control of me, I was loving it.

After that night and seeing the results of the night she and I were hooked, she posed often after that night. When after one night she told me he had oiled her body, her tits, pussy, everywhere and confessed she wanted more. She told me then that she was going to his flat the following evening and asked, jerking my hard cock, if I was ok with that, she knew the answer.

The next day we shopped for a new outfit. At home I ran her a bath, shaved her pussy and watched her get ready. We both knew what would happen. She looked so sexy. I rang for a taxi and she kissed me before leaving.

The hours went by and at one I went up to bed and waited her return. At 2.30 I heard a taxi pull up, her footsteps on the drive and her key in the door. My cock was hard and waiting. She came into the bedroom and sat at the side of me, we kissed she asked me if I was ok, I nodded. She kissed me again and again asked me what she should do. What happened tonight, just tell me what happened. I showed her my hard cock.

Everything Danny, everything, your wife has been a slut. She started to strip, her nipples hard, then her pussy red and very sore looking and full of another man's spunk. She told me he had a much bigger cock than me, longer, fatter, harder, and that she had been used in every hole. It made me feel jealous but I was excited, hooked. A cuckold, her cuckold, and she knew it.