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My name is David, and the main events in this story began when I was thirty-five years old, and my beautiful wife, Kate, was thirty-four. We are still living in a middle-class suburb of Hartford, Connecticut, where our daughter is in the fifth grade. Kate and I met in college, when I was a senior and she was a junior, and we got married when she graduated.I was thirty years old before we could afford to move to the suburbs, and we were lucky to have such good neighbors in our cul-de-sac. We became best friends with our next-door neighbors, Luke, who was thirty-eight when the story began, and his pretty wife, Abby, was thirty-seven.Kate’s Declining Interest in SexKate and I had a great sex life, having oral sex and fucking several times a week, at least until she was in her early thirties. We were having sex less frequently then, once a week if I was lucky, but at least she still let me eat her out frequently, and both before and after we fucked. There weren’t any health issues causing her declining interest in sex, and I just thought it had become routine and less exciting for her.I have a high libido, though, and I started going to porn sites in the evenings when I was traveling for business, and at home when I had the chance. I looked at all types of pictures and videos, and read all types of stories at first, and then realized that I enjoyed the cuckold stories most of all.Kate knew that I was reading those stories, and sometimes read them with me, but she was always teasing me about being a pervert. She even asked me a few times if I was fantasizing about her cuckolding me, and I always denied it. I had hoped that sharing the stories with her would spark some interest in our normal sex lives. But she had even less interest in sex for the several months before I turned thirty-five.One thing that bothered me was that I wasn’t having dreams about my fantasies, and I really wanted to experience the cuckold lifestyle in my dreams. I always concentrated on cuckold sex before going to sleep, hoping that would allow me to dream about it, but it never happened, maybe because I was trying too hard.Although I consider myself to be a normal, masculine guy in most aspects of my life, I found that I was fantasizing and seeing myself as the cuckold husbands in those stories. I enjoyed the feeling of being submissive to the wives and the other men in the stories, who are all better hung than me. And in my mind, I extended those desires to wanting to see Kate with other men. But my desires to be submissive sexually had their beginnings back in high school, which I’ll briefly explain.High School Experience I played sports in high school and was a starter on the baseball and football teams, along with several of my good friends. It wasn’t until our junior year that I remember becoming aware in the showers that my dick, which is circumcised and three inches long on soft, and a little over five inches long on hard, is smaller than the soft cocks of most of my friends.I don’t have the space in this story to share all the details of my experiences with my friends, but I just wanted to let you know that I experienced sucking my best friend, Michael’s, cock, one night when we were drunk at a sleepover. After that, I sucked off two of my other friends and realized that I enjoyed being submissive to them.Going to college took me out of that environment with my friends, and I never sucked cocks again, at least not until this story unfolds. But those experiences in high school made me more sensitive to my fantasies about the cuckold stories I was reading and contributed to my desire to have Kate cuckold me.Learning More about Luke’s DesiresLuke and I had become good friends over the five years we were neighbors, and we had the kind of open relationship where we could tease each other, even about personal things. He was always commenting on how he’s attracted to my hot wife, and I couldn’t blame him. Kate is five feet and four inches tall, weighs one hundred and twenty-three pounds. With her red hair, green eyes, and dimpled chin, she looks a lot like the actress, Jessica Chastain, except Kate has 34D breasts.I’m also attracted to his wife, Abby, and she looks a lot like the actress, Elizabeth Olsen, with blonde hair and green eyes, but with smaller breasts than Kate has. I made comments about Abby too, but I was always careful not to over-emphasize my attraction to her.I had been going to porn sites for several years by then, and had no idea that Luke was too, until one day in the separate shop area in his garage. I had gone over to help him with a project, and just as I arrived, Abby called him into the house for a minute. He had his laptop open on his workbench, and I peeked at it, thinking that he was looking up something to help with his project. Imagine my surprise when I saw that he was reading cuckold stories on one of the sites I frequented.Luke came back out while I was engrossed reading the story he had open, and I didn’t realize he was standing behind me, until he said, “Oops, sorry about that, David, I didn’t mean to let you see that. You must think I’m a pervert or something.”I laughed, and being more candid than normal, kiddingly said, “Uh, well, no, Luke, I don’t think you’re a pervert. I’ve been known to read this shit myself. But I am curious. Have you been thinking about sharing Abby with other men? If so, I might like some of that.”He kiddingly punched me in the shoulder, and replied, “Not exactly, David. I was thinking more about you sharing Kate with me, since I see myself as the bull in these stories. But shit, man, from the way you assumed that I’d want to share Abby, that must be your mindset in reading this stuff. Is that it, David, do you fantasize about sharing Kate? If so, I’d definitely take you up on that, since I’ve already been fantasizing about bedding her.”Luke’s admission that he’s been fantasizing about fucking Kate brought back some of my submissive feelings from high school. Since I had been fantasizing about sharing Kate with other men, I decided to tell him the truth, just to see if he would react in a way to make me feel more submissive to him.I answered, “This is a little embarrassing to admit, but I’m afraid that I see myself as the cuckold husbands in those stories. I know that will never happen, İstanbul Escort but I can’t help thinking about it, since Kate hasn’t been as receptive to sex in the last couple of years, and especially in the last few months.”Luke laughed, before putting his arm around my shoulder, and saying, “Yeah, I know what you mean. Abby hasn’t been as receptive to me either; maybe because I’ve just about worn her pussy out with my big cock. Since we have opposite, but compatible, perspectives on this cuckold shit, maybe I could help you out and get Kate interested again. I know that she’d love my thick sausage.”I was intrigued by his comment about his big cock and couldn’t help but wonder how big it is. But I was certain that Kate would never want to cuckold me, and I wasn’t mentally ready to pursue that kind of relationship.So, I tried to keep it light-hearted, with maybe a glimmer of possibilities, and responded, “Well, you’re a lucky man if your cock is big enough to wear out your wife, but I don’t think I need any help, at least not yet. And besides, any man who’d brag about his meat that way, is probably hiding a small dick.”He acted like he was unfastening his pants, and he said, “I can show you right now if you want to see it, old buddy, just in case you change your mind and want me to take care of Kate for you.”I pushed him back and said, “Nah, you’d better keep that thing in your pants.”Luke and I had similar conversations over the next few weeks, and I was starting to think that I might want to try sucking his cock and getting Kate interested in fucking him. She was still reading the stories with me, even if infrequently, and I thought there might be at least a glimmer of interest there. I was trying to think of a way to approach her, and then something happened that changed everything.Fateful Visit to a Salem DinerKate’s older sister, Megan, lives in Boston, and we drove the hundred miles there one weekend to visit. Kate and Megan took the kids shopping in Boston on Saturday, but Megan’s husband, Bill, had to work in the hardware store they own. I wasn’t happy about going shopping, so I took the thirty-one-minute train ride to Salem to look around.Salem is renowned for the witch trials back in 1692-1693, and there are numerous touristy magic shops to capitalize on that history of witches, warlocks, and magic. I was obviously skeptical about the possibility of there ever having been any witchcraft or black magic. But I went to several of the magic shops in the morning, and was unimpressed with the items for sale, the costumes the proprietors wore, and their spooky demeanors, meant to captivate the tourists.Then I wandered several blocks out of the main tourist area to find a neighborhood diner to eat lunch. I came upon a small diner with only a few local patrons seated and went in for lunch. My waitress, Agnes, appeared to be in her seventies, and I asked her opinion regarding witchcraft, and what she thought of the black magic shops on the main strip. I tried not to act as skeptical as I really was, just to see what she’d say.She sensed that I was disbelieving, and said, “Yes, I can see why you would question the reality of witchcraft, given the junk they sell in those shops. But I can assure you that witchcraft is very real, and it can be a source of good, as well as evil. Things are a little slow in the diner today, so maybe my husband, Gerald, would be willing to talk with you about it. He’s a warlock, and I must warn you that he is clairvoyant, and will be able to perceive your darkest secrets and desires.”I was even more skeptical then and knew that I’d be in for another weird sales pitch of some kind. But I liked Agnes’ straightforward approach and was curious what Gerald’s ploy would be. I said, “Okay, thank you, Agnes, I’d like to talk with Gerald if he’s available.”She said, “Okay, finish your lunch, and I’ll take you back to see him in his office next to the kitchen.”Agnes took me back there about fifteen minutes later, and introduced me to Gerald, who is about five feet and eight inches tall, and heavily built at maybe two hundred pounds. He has a long, bushy mustache, and looks a lot like the late actor, Wilford Brimley, who you might remember from the movie, ‘Cocoon’. I had a sense of foreboding from his dark, piercing eyes, but he was friendly enough. She took him aside to explain why I was there, and he motioned for me to sit in front of his old, roughhewn, oak desk, while he sat behind it.He began, “My wife tells me that you’re disappointed with the charlatans in town and are skeptical about the power of witchcraft. Even though you haven’t stated any problems or issues you’re having, I want you to give me your hand so I might assess what darkness is troubling you.”At that point I wasn’t consciously aware of any issues worth talking about with a stranger, but I let him take my hand, just to see what he’d say. He held my hand and stared right through me for about two minutes, before he smiled, and said, “You seem to have a stable, happy life and marriage, except for one thing. I don’t know why a man would want to share his wife with his friend, and even suck his best friend’s cock, but I guess it takes all kinds. I have a potion that should help you with the problem, by letting you dream about your desires, and share them with others.”I could hardly believe that he could read my mind, and it was a little scary that he gleaned that just from holding my hand. It was embarrassing having a stranger read my darkest desires, and I stuttered as I answered, “Uh, Gerald, uh, well, I don’t know how you could possibly know that about me, and it’s embarrassing. But now that you know, what do you mean that a potion could help?”Gerald reached into his desk and pulled out what appeared to be a half ounce, or about a fifteen milliliter, vial of an opaque, white liquid, that looked a little like cum. He placed it on the desk, and said, “After giving you the proper incantation, and you proving your willingness to believe, this potion will allow you to create the very real, sexual dreams you want to have, and include others to share the vivid dreams.“There are several important rules that apply. You can only involve people in your dreams that you are acquainted with, and you’ll İstanbul Escort Bayan need to administer just a drop of the potion to them, and only one time. And this is most important; no one will be involved in your dreams unless they participate of their free will. If someone is unwilling, they won’t be visible to you in your dreams.“This will help you achieve your desires, if it’s meant to be, after those you involve in your vivid dreams come to the realization that they do want to perform those sex acts with you. You will take three drops of the potion, and since you are the one casting the spells, through your dreams, you will experience more physical signs of the sex acts.”I was stunned by what he was telling me, and I said, “This all sounds incredible, Gerald, and would certainly help get things going. But how much will this cost me, and how can I be assured that it will work?”He smiled, and answered, “Ah, yes, everything always comes down to money. In this case, though, in addition to the five hundred dollars for the potion, you must help me activate the incantation and demonstrate your belief in it, by servicing my old, gnarly cock while I’m reciting it. Agnes isn’t able to take care of my needs like she used to, and in addition to being necessary for the incantation to take effect, this is one way I can get off every once in a while, instead of using my hand.”Gerald still hadn’t convinced me that it would work, and I was suspicious that he was putting on an act to take my money and get a blow job. So, I asked again, “How can I be assured it will work? Is this just a ploy to take advantage of me?”He replied, “If my being able to read your darkest thoughts wasn’t enough to convince you, then you’ll just have to have a little faith it will work. It’s your choice, David, and I think you want to do this. Come around here and get on your knees for me.”Whether it was his magic, or just my lust, I was drawn to move in front of him on my knees, as he pushed down his pants and underwear. Gerald’s big belly was drooping down, and his thick hairy legs made it seem even nastier to be sucking his cock. His soft, uncircumcised cock was very thick, appeared to be about five inches long, and is gnarly with thick veins on the surface. I moved down to suck his cock as he smiled down at me, and it quickly hardened to about seven inches long, and so thick that I had to struggle to take his girth in my mouth.His already oozing precum tasted bitter, much more so than I remembered from sucking my friends in high school, and that just added to my feelings of being demeaned while sucking that disgusting old man. I continued sucking him, taking as much of his thick cock into my mouth as I could, as Gerald began chanting the same phrases repeatedly, in a kind of Old English language that I couldn’t understand.It seemed like I had been sucking his cock for almost ten minutes, which I enjoyed, when he finally held my head in place and began thrusting into my mouth, as he chanted even louder. Then I felt his gnarly cock begin to throb, and my mouth was filled with squirt after squirt of his bitter cum. I kept sucking his cock as it softened, and swallowing his cum, getting every drop of his bitter seed. He sat back to enjoy it, not even pushing me away.When I finally pulled back and looked up as he smiled down at me, he said, “Your enthusiasm sucking me will surely help to make the spell and potion more effective for you. I’m a little surprised, though, at how hungry you were for my tart, warlock semen and sperm. I have been sucked by many men, and most complain or even spit out the juices of my evil loins.”I replied, “I’ll admit that I enjoyed everything about sucking you, and even the taste of your cum. But please translate for me that chant you kept repeating while I was sucking you.”He replied, “Of course, David, it was tailored to your specific needs, and roughly translates as:A young man comes with a need,To watch his wife, with a friend to breed;And this may cause him to be mocked,As the young man sucks his friend’s big cock. This potion is stronger than a lustful pill,But no one can participate against their will;Like witches’ brew, he takes my bitter warlock cream,And obtains the power, to control his dreams.” I talked with Gerald for a few more minutes and paid him, before taking the vial and leaving the diner. On the way out, Agnes stopped me, and knowingly said, “Thanks for stopping in, David, and I hope you enjoyed the creamy dessert that my husband provided you.”Trying Out the Potion on KateThe train ride back to Boston seemed to go quickly, as I was lost in thought; both embarrassed for myself at having sucked off a stranger, while at the same time hopeful that the potion would work. I knew that I had to try it on Kate that night, so if it didn’t work, I could go back to Salem on Sunday and get my money back.Kate and the others got back shortly after I arrived, and as Megan and Kate began preparing our dinner, I fixed us all cocktails. I put three drops of the potion in my drink and one drop in Kate’s and could hardly wait until bedtime.We finally went to bed, and since Kate and I hadn’t had sex for the past month, I thought of a dream where we have extensive oral sex and fuck, as we did earlier in our marriage, and I could hardly wait to see if the potion and spell would work.It seemed like I had been asleep for about an hour, when I had the longest, most vivid dream with Kate, where we sucked each other in a sixty-nine, before fucking, and then I ate her out afterwards. She was so receptive and eager, which made me realize that deep down she wanted to have sex more often but was having a hard time opening up to me.I woke the next morning with the taste of her pussy and my cum in my mouth, and I even had the dried remnants of our fuck fluids on my cock; but she was still sleeping soundly. I knew that we hadn’t had sex for real, but it sure felt like it to me.Kate finally woke up, and she gave me the funniest look, before saying, “I had the most realistic dream last night, David, like nothing I’ve ever experienced before. We were having sex like we used to years ago, and although I’ve had partial dreams about sex before, I was never able to reach a climax like that. Did you experience Escort İstanbul the same thing?”I lied and responded, “No, sadly I didn’t, but I’ve always hoped I would have those kinds of dreams. I usually get started, and then wake up before we can get off. But tell me, honey, was it really that vivid of a dream for you? Did you experience a climax in your dream?”She hugged me, and answered, “Oh my, yes, honey, it was marvelous, and made me regret what we’ve been missing for the past few months. I’ll try to be more receptive to you in the future.”I was amazed and thankful that the potion and spell worked, and I could hardly wait to try it on Luke. We got home late Sunday night, and then I went over to see Luke when I saw the light on in his garage on Tuesday night.The Potion Works on Luke TooLuke and I were having our usual sexual banter on Tuesday evening, that began the day I saw that he was reading cuckold stories on that porn site, and he was still offering to breed Kate for me. We worked on his lawnmower for a while, and then started reading stories together on the porn story site, while drinking beer. He went into his house for a minute to get something, and I put a drop of the potion in his beer while he was gone.We were reading a story about a big-cocked neighbor who fucked his less-well-hung neighbor’s wife, and Luke said, as he rubbed his crotch, “See, David, this is just what I’ve been talking about. You could help me to fuck Kate for you, and that would make everyone happy. I’d just love to suck on Kate’s big tits and inseminate her.”I wanted to tease him and to let him know that I wasn’t upset that he was being so uncharacteristically explicit in his comments, and even give him a glimmer of hope that I was thinking about it. I said, “Oh come on now, Luke. You wouldn’t even wear a condom when you fuck my wife? I mean, that’s the least you could do. You wouldn’t want to cum in her and knock her up, would you?”He had never heard me be so explicit either. He looked surprised, as he answered, “Well, if the only way I could fuck her is to wear a condom, then I guess I would. But I’d much rather fuck her bareback, so I could feel my big cock ejaculating into her sweet, wet, married pussy. Wouldn’t you like to watch me fuck Kate, just like in these stories? I mean, shit, you’re the one who told me that you see yourself as the cuckold husbands in the stories.”I patted him on the shoulder, and replied, “Yeah, well, fantasizing is one thing, but seeing it for real is a pretty fucking big next step.”We finished the story we were reading and I went home shortly after that, and decided that I would have a dream with me sucking his cock, to be sure the potion worked on him, before having a cuckold dream involving him and Kate. I knew that he was worked up from our last conversation about him fucking her and thought that would make him more receptive to a continuation of it in a dream.I think I had been asleep for about an hour when I began to dream. I conjured the dream to continue where my conversation left off with Luke that night, and I wanted him to begin by responding to my last comment, about going beyond fantasizing being a big step.Luke began rubbing his crotch again, as he said, “Maybe we can take this in smaller steps. You mentioned a few weeks ago that I must be a lucky man if my cock is big enough to wear out Abby, and I’d love to show you just how lucky I am. Come on, David, it couldn’t hurt you to look.”I was very aware that I was dreaming, when I replied, “Okay, okay, Luke, let’s see what your bragging is all about.”The door was closed to the shop area in the back of his garage, and he stood up from his stool, and pushed his athletic pants and underwear to his ankles. His soft, thick, uncircumcised cock is over six inches long, and was hanging between his legs in front of his plum-sized, hairy, low-hanging balls.He stood there for a few moments, before gripping it and shaking it at me, saying, “Look at this, David. Why don’t you get it hard for me, so you can see how much Kate would enjoy fucking me?”In the dream, I didn’t hesitate to reach over and grip his cock, as he sat back down on the stool, and it quickly hardened to almost nine inches long, and so thick that my fingers barely touched when gripping it. I began stroking his meat, which was already oozing precum, as he slowly began thrusting in my hand.I loved the thickness and weight of his huge cock and slid to my knees on the floor as Luke said, “Oh yeah, that’s it, buddy, get down there on your knees for a better look. Just imagine my big cock impaling your beautiful wife. But for now, until that happens, got ahead and get a taste of it.”He held my head as I covered his cock head and oozing foreskin with my mouth and began sucking it. His cock is the biggest I had ever sucked, in both length and girth, even though it was a dream, and I struggled as I took inch after inch of it into my mouth.Luke was then holding my head and thrusting into my mouth, and looked down at me, saying, “Fuck yes, David, I thought I’d never get you on your knees to suck my cock. This is the least you can do to worship the cock that’s going to give your wife such pleasure, and there’s no way I’m going to wear a condom when I fuck her. Your cunt mouth is so tight and wet, and I know that Kate’s married pussy will feel even better wrapped around my cock, while I suck those huge hooters of hers.”I sucked his cock as he fucked my mouth for what seemed like over five minutes, and then he moaned, stiffened, and his cock throbbed as he flooded my mouth with a big load of cum. I continued sucking him even after his cock softened, and it felt like I ejaculated in my pants, just from the excitement of sucking him.He taunted me, saying, “That’s it, David, eat my cock cream like the nasty, cuckold cock sucker you are.”In the dream, Luke finally pushed me back. We talked after I sucked him off, and he taunted me more about being his cock sucker. But I ended the dream there, to save further conversations and actions for later.I woke up in the morning with the taste of Luke’s cum in my mouth, and my underwear was soaked with cum. I really had ejaculated, as in my dream, as well as tasting Luke’s cum.Facing Luke after the DreamLuke called me on Wednesday evening after dinner and asked me to come over to his shop. He was obviously excited when I arrived, as he said, “I couldn’t wait to tell you about the amazing dream I had last night. I’ve had partial sexual dreams in the past, but I always wake up before I can ejaculate. You won’t believe this when I tell you about it.”
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