Husband Training 101 Ch. 01

My name is Laura, I've never been one to shy away from a little adventure. And neither has my husband, Luke. We've been together for over 20 years now, and while the spark has never completely died, things have started to feel a little...stagnant. So when Luke brought up the idea of becoming a willing cuckold, my curiosity was piqued.

We had talked about it for a while, fantasizing about the possibilities. But I was hesitant. I didn't want to do anything that might hurt our marriage. So, I did what any woman in my position would do - I called my mom.

Now, my mom, Sara, is a sex therapist. She's seen it all, heard it all, and probably done it all too. So I knew if anyone could give me some insight into this whole cuckold thing, it would be her.

After explaining the situation to her, Sara's first question caught me off guard. "Does Luke eat his cum directly after he cums in you?" she asked.

I hesitated, feeling a little embarrassed. "No," I finally admitted.

"Well, that's the key," Sara said matter-of-factly. "If he's not willing to do that, then he's not truly committed to the idea."

Sara had been a sex therapist for over 20 years, and I trusted her advice completely. So when she told me that the healthiest couples she had ever worked with were the ones where the husband ate his own cum, I was a bit taken aback.

"Really?" I asked, feeling a bit skeptical.

"Absolutely," she replied, nodding her head. "It's all about the trust and intimacy between the partners. When a man is willing to do something like that for his partner, it shows a deep level of commitment and devotion."

I didn't know what to think at first. It sounded a little extreme to me. But then again, so did the whole cuckold thing. So I talked it over with Luke, and he was surprisingly open to the idea. And I have to admit, the thought of him willingly eating his own cum was kind of...hot.

My mom was the best in the business, she was a medical doctor and was a good doctor, but after a while she could not handle the stress of being a doctor.

The next night I was getting ready to go out to dinner with my husband. I was laying out my clothes while thinking about getting the opportunity to fuck another man while my husband watches. Today was a special day.

As I slipped on my favorite little black dress, I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement wash over me. Luke and I were celebrating our tenth wedding anniversary, and we had planned a romantic dinner at our favorite restaurant. As I applied my lipstick, I couldn't help but feel grateful for the love that Luke had brought into my life.

As we sat at the candlelit table, sipping on glasses of champagne, I felt my heart fluttering with anticipation. The soft music, the dim lighting, and the loving gaze of my husband all combined to create a feeling of pure romance.

Over dinner, we talked and laughed, reminiscing about all the memories we had shared over the past decade. As the meal came to a close, Luke reached across the table and took my hand. "Let's go home," he said, a mischievous twinkle in his eye.

I knew what he was thinking, and I couldn't help but feel a little bit nervous. We had experimented with some kinky activities in the past, but this felt like a new level of intensity. As we arrived back at our house, I felt my heart racing with anticipation.

Without a word, Luke led me to the bedroom, where he began to undress me slowly. As he removed my dress, he leaned in to kiss me deeply. I could feel his tongue exploring my mouth, his hands wandering over my body.

As I dropped to my knees, I felt the heat rising within me. Luke's cock was already hard, and I could feel the desire building between us. I took him into my mouth, swirling my tongue around his head. He moaned with pleasure, his hands tangling in my hair.

Without warning, I turned him around, pushing him down onto the bed. As he lay there, I began to lick his asshole, feeling the muscles twitching beneath my tongue. He groaned with pleasure, and I knew that he was completely in my power.

Climbing onto him, I began to ride him, feeling his cock filling me up completely. The pleasure was intense, and I could feel myself building towards climax. As we both reached our peak, I felt Luke's hot cum exploding inside me.

I basked in the glow of my orgasm and now it was time to feed him his cum. I moved up to straddle his face, but he stopped me.

"Hey, hon," Luke said. "How can I possible have the urge to eat that now that I am spent?"

"It's okay," I said, planting a soft kiss on his lips. "We can do whatever you're comfortable with."

As we lay there, wrapped in each other's arms, I could feel the warmth of our bodies mingling together. And in that moment, I knew that there was no one else in the world that I would rather be with. "I love you," I whispered, feeling tears prickling at the corners of my eyes.

"I love you too," Luke replied, holding me close. "You're the most amazing woman I've ever known."

And as we drifted off to sleep, I knew that our love was strong enough to withstand anything that life could throw at us. Together, we were invincible.