<p><a href="https://www.patreon.com/beccabellamy/posts?tag=making%20cuckold%20marriage">Click here</a> to access previous parts of the story.</p><p><img data-media-id="29079059" src="/31/02/3102563e4639f840c5fabc279401de07e886e55dd9f590589428183860ae44b4.jpg"></p><p>Not surprisingly, the first time I actually kissed another guy involved alcohol. Ethan and I were at a party at this really cool, atmospheric restaurant in Manhattan that had all kinds of greenery inside and tons of glass windows. It was a hipster-y kind of place but it totally worked for the party.</p><p>We’d gotten invited through a friend of a friend and didn’t actually know a ton of people there. Our solution to that was simple: Get just drunk enough to forget that we can both be a little shy at parties with tons of people.</p><p>After my second drink I was feeling pretty good. I’d say I was right on the border of being drunk. I was feeling fun and flirty and Ethan had gotten into a separate conversation with a group of people so I was hanging out by myself. That’s when the cute guy I ended up making out with came up and introduced himself.</p><p>“Hey, I’m Derek,” he said as he offered his hand.</p><p>I reached out to shake it and I couldn’t help but laugh a little.</p><p>“What?” he asked with a smile. “Do I have mustard on my face or something?”</p><p>“No, it’s nothing. It’s just, the handshake made me laugh. I don’t really know why,” I said as I giggled.</p><p>“No, I get it,” Derek said as he sat down next to me. “Most guys would probably try a pick up line or at least offer to buy you a drink, and now I’m wishing I had done something like that, but what’re you gonna do?”</p><p>Derek was cute and I was feeling really flirty, so I went with it. “A pick up line, huh? Are you trying to pick me up, Derek?”</p><p>“I’d be happy with a phone number, to be honest. I think it would be aiming a little too high to think I could take someone as beautiful as you home,” he said.</p><p>I knew he was working me, but it was totally effective. I was charmed. Looking back, I’m a little embarrassed that I giggled and twirled my fingers into my hair at Derek’s comment.</p><p>The conversation continued for a while and there was a genuine connection. Derek was cute, smart, and funny, and I kept thinking about Ethan’s desire to be a cuckold and everything that went along with it.</p><p>Whenever we’d talked about it Ethan made sure to emphasize that my pleasure was the most important thing. He often said that if I didn’t enjoy myself with a guy then it wouldn’t be the slightest bit arousing to him.</p><p>I was thinking of that when Derek reached out and casually touched my leg as he laughed at something I said (I can’t remember what it was now). It felt electric. That’s when I knew I wanted it to be more than the two of us flirting.</p><p>That’s when I decided to go for it, or at least to make out with Derek a little. I stood up and held out my hand. He looked confused, but he didn’t hesitate to take my hand. I led him through the party and to this spot in the restaurant I’d discovered earlier. It was surprisingly private and the ceiling in that spot was all glass so you could look up and see the sky.</p><p>I dragged him to that quiet little corner and pointed upwards. It just so happened that the moon was overhead. It was actually kind of romantic. I was the one that made the move. When Derek looked down I pulled his lips to mine and kissed him.</p><p>It was incredible. It was a long, slow, exceptionally sexy kiss. At first it was with closed lips, but we found our way to opening them. Then our tongues got involved. Can I take a moment to tell you how much I love kissing? There’s nothing better. It’s such a fantastically hot experience, and Derek was so good at it.</p><p>I can’t be sure, but I think it was the fact that I made the first move that gave him confidence, because it wasn’t that long into our make out session that his hands started moving over my body. I actually moaned a little when he squeezed my ass. It felt really good. He even managed to deftly play with my breasts a little.</p><p>I’ll be honest: I considered fucking him. I know I’ve said I’m not really that kind of girl, and I didn’t fuck him, but I thought about it. I thought about asking him to take me back to his place. You know what almost put it over the top? I could feel his cock pressing into my stomach as we kissed. It turned me on that he was hard for me. It really did. Plus, it felt big.</p><p>I quickly decided I wasn’t going to fuck him, despite some desire to do so. Then I briefly considered taking him to the bathroom to give him a quick handjob. I didn’t do that either. Too tawdry. I did play with his cock a little through his pants. I had to. It felt so naughty and a little bit slutty and I loved it. He loved it too, at least judging from the way he moaned.</p><p>“You’re a good kisser,” I said when we finally came up for air.</p><p>“You too,” Derek added breathlessly.</p><p>That’s when I spotted Ethan. He was watching from across the room. When our eyes locked this huge smile came over his face. I’d clearly made my husband happy.</p><p>I knew from the way he was looking at me that Ethan would have been happy to watch me leave with Derek. He would have gone home and waited for me to return and tell him how good it had been to fuck someone else.</p><p>I just couldn’t do it. Maybe I should have. Maybe I was just being too cautious. I didn’t do it though. Instead, I told Derek I had to be up early the next morning (really weak, I know) and asked for his number. I enjoyed the surprise on his face that I was asking for his number. I figured he might like that from the girl that made the first move with him.</p><p>Then I left the party, because I did want to get fucked. I just wanted Ethan to be the one fucking me. The truth was, the thing that excited me the most that night was the idea that kissing another guy drove my husband crazy with lust. I wanted to share that with him. I didn’t want to spend a few hours fucking someone else and then share it with him. I wanted to go home, jump into bed with Ethan, and have fun with him.</p><p>So that’s what we did. I left first and he was smart enough to wait a minute and come out after me (I didn’t want Derek thinking we were a couple of kinky weirdos if he saw us leaving together).</p><p>We hurried around the corner and Ethan picked me up and kissed me. It was incredible. He held me against the side of the brick building and his hands squeezed my ass as his tongue invaded my mouth. It was better than kissing Derek. It was kissing infused with a wild, unhinged kind of desire that made me feel so good.</p><p>“Take me home and fuck me,” I said.</p><p>We hurried home, though there were more than a few make out breaks. Ethan couldn’t keep his hands off of me. At one point he had a hand down my pants and was squeezing my ass as we kissed on a street corner. We even got a “get a room!” from someone.</p><p>I knew Ethan would want to fuck me the instant the door to our apartment closed behind us. His lust was overwhelming. I knew he’d finish quickly, too. I wanted to make it last a little though. I wanted to have a little fun with him.</p><p>Instead of letting Ethan pull my clothes off the moment we walked through the door, I made him sit on the bed.</p><p>“How much did you see?” I asked as I pulled off my top and tossed it aside.</p><p>“I watched for a few minutes,” Ethan said as his hungry eyes devoured me while I stripped for him.</p><p>“Did you see him playing with my ass?” I asked as I turned around and bent over. I shook my ass in Ethan’s face and squealed with delight when he reached up and groped me.</p><p>“I did,” Ethan answered. “I saw how much you liked it, too.”</p><p>“Did you see him playing with my tits?” I asked as I straddled Ethan and pulled his head into my cleavage.</p><p>I felt his hot breath on my breasts as he said, “Yes. Fuck yes I watched him play with your tits.”</p><p>I stood up again and pulled Ethan to his feet. I reached between his legs and took hold of his hard cock just like I’d grabbed Derek’s cock earlier. I stroked him slowly and asked, “Did you see me stroke his big cock?”</p><p>Ethan groaned. “Was he bigger than me?” he asked.</p><p>I pulled his lips to mine and kissed him. I pushed my tongue into his mouth. I was the aggressor. I stroked his cock faster. “Yes, he was bigger,” I said as I stared into Ethan’s eager eyes. “Much bigger.”</p><p>In truth, Derek wasn’t much bigger than Ethan, at least as far as I could tell. I knew that’s what my hubby wanted to hear though. I knew it would turn him on.</p><p>I knew what else he wanted to hear, too. “I thought about letting him take me home. I thought about letting him fuck me with his big cock.”</p><p>Ethan groaned as I stroked him. “I could be in his bed right now. I could have his big cock pounding my wet pussy right now.”</p><p>“I need to fuck you,” Ethan said. He couldn’t take any more, and neither could I.</p><p>I quickly stripped off the rest of my clothes and pushed Ethan onto the bed. I straddled his erect cock and took him inside me. I was soaking wet and he slipped in with ease.</p><p>I rode him hard that night. I can still remember it. I like to think of it as the first time we had sex that was fueled by lusty cuckold desire on both our parts.</p><p>I alternated between bouncing on Ethan’s cock and grinding on him and he laid there and enjoyed the exceptional wetness of my pussy.</p><p>At one point I closed my eyes and thought of Derek. I wanted to see what it would be like to fantasize about another man with my husband’s cock inside me. I imagined being in his bed, with him lying beneath me. I imagined his bigger (not by much, but definitely bigger) cock inside me. I imagined his skilled hands playing with my tits. I imagined leaning down to kiss him. It felt really good, to be honest.</p><p>“I’m thinking of him,” I said to Ethan. “I’m thinking of his big cock inside me. Fuck!”</p><p>“Do you wish his big cock was inside you?” Ethan asked. “Do you wish you were bouncing on his big dick?”</p><p>“Yes,” I cried out. I was so close to cumming and I went with it. I knew it’s what he wanted and in that moment it’s what I wanted too. “I wish his big cock was deep inside me. I wish he was reaching places inside me that your cock can’t go. I wish he was the one making me cum!”</p><p>Ethan and I came at nearly the same time. His orgasm arrived just a few seconds before mine, but soon enough we were both breathing heavily from the intense pleasure of sexual release.</p><p>I collapsed on top of Ethan as his cum leaked out of my pussy. I listened to his heart pounding as his chest rose and fell with every deep breath.</p><p>“I love you,” he said.</p><p>I kissed his chest softly. “I love you too.”</p><p>It was an incredible night. I loved cutting loose and having fun with Derek. I loved how hot it made Ethan. I loved the sex we had afterwards. I loved every second of it.</p><p>I have so many more stories to tell you! Until next time…</p>