Asian Wife Cuckold Story –
Her Secret Life: Cuckold Game, Dogging and Asian Wife Sharing
Description
I suppose it was all my fault, we hadn’t been married long and I wanted her to have some friends. Marisol had just arrived in the UK from the Philippines and met another Filipino, Cassandra in the shopping centre. They seemed to get on really well and I actually encouraged her when she asked if she could spend the day at Cassandra house. She said there were going to be quite a few Filipinos there and she might make some new friends.
Cassandra was also married to a Brit like myself and I assumed she was in her early thirties like myself. Her husband was much older and in his late fifties but seemed friendly enough when they picked Marisol up. They lived in the next village and said they would pick her up and I was to bring her home at about 9 p.m.
However, as the weeks progressed, it was quite obvious that something else was going on…!
Table of Contents
Characters
Prologue
Chapter One – Cassandra’s house
Chapter Two – The next couple of weeks
Chapter Three – The offer
Chapter Four – Dogging
Chapter Five – Watching Marisol
Chapter Six – Saturday afternoon
Epilogue
Characters
Alistair 33 – Writing the story
Marisol 23 – Alistair’s new Filipino wife
Cassandra 32 – Filipino friend of Marisol
Michael 56 – Cassandra’s husband
Paul 58 – Michaels friend and husband of June
Norman 52 – Michaels friend and husband of Bessie
June 29 and Bessie 27 – Married to Paul and Norman
Prologue
I suppose it was all my fault, we hadn’t been married long and I wanted her to have some friends. Marisol had just arrived in the UK from the Philippines and met another Filipino, Cassandra in the shopping centre. They seemed to get on really well and I actually encouraged her when she asked if she could spend the day at Cassandra house. She said there were going to be quite a few Filipinos there and she might make some new friends.
Cassandra was also married to a Brit like myself and I assumed she was in her early thirties like myself. Her husband was much older and in his late fifties but seemed friendly enough when they picked Marisol up. They lived in the next village and said they would pick her up and I was to bring her home at about 9 p.m. but said she’d call me in case it went on later.
Chapter 1
Cassandra’s house
Marisol was a sexy little thing and I know it sounds corny, but for me, it really was love at first sight. Working in a little pizza restaurant in Boracay, I asked her out and we were married 6 months later. At only 23 years of age, she’d only had one boyfriend before meeting me and that was when she was 20. Sex was OK but she was painfully reserved and wasn’t into experimenting or doing anything unusual like anal or sucking me off. However, she had the most perfect body, 5 feet 5, long brown hair and a really nice smallish pair of breasts with large nipples.
Apparently, after qualifying from university, she couldn’t find employment and ended up in the pizza restaurant. Maybe it was fate or else we would never have met. Being 10 years older than her at 33, I have my own CCTV and surveillance business and met her while sourcing a manufacturer in the Philippines.
So Cassandra and Michael picked her up at 2 o’clock in the afternoon and I was to expect a call to collect her around 9 p.m. It was a little strange being alone in the house as she was always there when I returned home, but she usually came with me except when I was doing an installation. So by about 6.30, I was wondering if my old mates were down the local pub. It had been a good few months, so I took a drive over on the off chance and luckily saw my old mate Kyle. We had a few games of pool and a few beers, caught up on what all the other guys we knew were up to. He then asked about my new wife Marisol and I said it was going great and that she’d just found a new Filipino friend and was at a wives get together as we speak.
Kyle was divorced and wanted me to join him and hit a nightclub but I told him, not tonight as I had to pick her up around 9. But by 9.45 I was still waiting for the call and Kyle said he was moving on to The Nags Head, another pub we used to frequent in the good old days when we were single and out on the pull.
By 10 o’clock I was getting concerned as I’d already drunk 5 bottles of Heineken and didn’t want to get pulled up for being over the limit. It was 10.30 when Cassandra called on Marisol’s phone, saying she was ready but was having a sleep upstairs as she was feeling tired. It was only a 10 minutes drive and when I arrived, found it was a very nice detached cottage in Redbourn, Hertfordshire. Several cars were parked on the semi circular gravel driveway, with a few more outside on the road. Ringing the bell, I could hear that the party was still going on but all the curtains were closed and I only saw inside when Cassandra’s husband opened the door.
He seemed a little surprised to see me and instead of inviting me in, told me to wait there and he would go and find her. I could hear the music and looking through the gap in the door to the hallway, it seemed pretty dark and all I saw was a couple of guys walk in and out of the main room where everyone seemed to be. Then a few minutes later, Cassandra appeared with her husband, holding Marisol up by her under arms.
“Are you OK babe…?”
“Hmm m… But I’m so tired,” she said throwing her arms around my neck and kissing me on the mouth, something she’d never done before.
“I think she had a glass too many of the fruit punch,” he said grinning.
“She doesn’t drink much so maybe your right,” I said as we walked back to the car.
“So how many glasses did you drink then…?”
“Not many, I’m not drunk or anything but…” she hesitated and then continued, “I was feeling tired and Cassandra let lay down upstairs.”
“So what the hell was that all about, I thought it was a typical Filipino get together, eating, cooking and karaoke…!”
“Me too, but she said they have a normal get together most Saturdays but then a special party every month at different houses.”
“So how many girls there with their husbands then…?”
There were only 3 husbands and about 8 or 10 girls but some left and others arrived. Why are you asking all these questions darling? I don’t want to talk, can we go to bed now…?”
“Soon babe, it’s not far, so where are your tights then…?”
“Hmm m… I feel all nice and warm, I don’t know, I think I took them off in the bathroom,” she said sliding her hand onto my thigh.
Reaching down to hold her hand, she started squeezing my hand then went back to caressing my thigh. I was quite surprised as she’d never been like this before and as she moved higher, imagine my shock when she began squeezing my bulge.
“That’s nice babe.”
“You like it, hmm m… It’s getting all hard,” she said, doing it harder, then caressing my thighs and squeezing me again.
“Fuck me, if you keep doing that, I’m going to have to stop the car and make love to you in the back.”
“No… We can’t, it’s naughty and we might get caught…!”
“I don’t care, I’ve never seen you this horny before, I wonder what they put in the punch.”
We’d just pulled off the motorway and were approaching a park and golf course, so as we waited at the traffic lights, I said, “lets go see if there are any doggers out tonight.”
She didn’t understand what doggers were but instead of continuing straight home, I turned into the park and followed the long dark winding road to the hidden car park behind the golf course shop. As we approached the parking area, there were only a couple of cars in the corner but nobody inside. I parked up on the opposite side, facing towards the exit in case I needed to drive off quickly. I’d heard and seen videos about dogging but never actually tried it. But something was different about Marisol and she was still caressing me even as I was parking up. It was pitch black and after turning the lights off, I reclined her and my seat slightly so I could lean across and play.
Marisol was pretty nervous and staring wide eyed into the blackness, but I soon had her tits out and were fondling them as she moaned and rolled her head around. There was definitely something different about her and she was actually enjoying it, instead of trying to get it over with as soon as possible. Easing her tits out of her bra, I caressed them gently before taking a nipple in my mouth and making her moan and sigh. Her still groping at my cock, I asked her if she wanted to pull it out? She didn’t answer but sexily bit her bottom lip and began pulling at my belt.
I quickly undid my belt and top button, then watched as she pulled my zip down and pushed her hand inside. Exploring my throbbing erection with her soft little hand, then easing it out and staring at the pre cum leaking out the end before rubbing it all around my bell end, pulling my foreskin up and down and commenting on how hard I was. I was still playing with her tits and nipples and as she leaned over, I was able to caress her hips and tease her over her knickers. But they were all wet and sticky and my fingers slipped straight in! I fingered her a bit more but she began moaning even louder and parted her legs allowing me easier access. I’d never known her to be so wet before and wondered if she’d been fucked as I could literally feel fluids running out which was why her knickers were soaked.
Suddenly, she went down on me and was licking all around my cock, my mind was racing and she was obviously enjoying it, as well as what I was doing to her. Now forcing three and four fingers into her, she was moaning like crazy. Then as I was about to explode and pull her up but she clung to me and as I began spurting and took it all in her mouth!
“Fucking hell Marisol, that was unbelievable and I want to fuck you so bad.”
“Me too,” she said, licking her lips then pulling me onto her, snogging my mouth and exploring me with her tongue.
She then lay back as I went to work on her pussy, pulling her knickers to the side and admiring her beautiful tight pussy. She had a light covering of long wispy black hair and I began teasing her bud and finger fucking her with two fingers. Her breasts now exposed as she lay back with her legs apart, she looked so fucking sexy but the amount of sticky fluids dribbling out of her was so weird. No way would she cheat on me and maybe she’d been masturbating or something. But as I began suckling on her nipples and building up her orgasm, I noticed a guy outside in the darkness. He was waking around at the back of the car trying to see in. I didn’t want to alarm Marisol so whispered softly,
“There’s a guy wanking his cock outside and it’s huge…!”
Opening her eyes, she had a look around but he was hiding at the back.
“I don’t see anyone…!”
“He’s behind the car and was looking through the rear passenger window, just relax and let him watch OK.”
“Oh My God, I cant believe we’re doing this, I saw him, I saw him, he’s got his cock out…!”
She immediately wailed and began jerking and trembling, short spurs jetting out all over my hand. I was so fucking turned on with what she just did, I forced two fingers in again and frigged her hard and fast as she exploded yet again, this time grabbing my hand and jerking even harder than before.
The guy outside must have shot his load as well as he was already gone and must have been the horniest sight ever for a voyeur. We sat up as Marisol said she was sorry about pissing herself, but I told her it was fantastic and I hope she did it again. Putting her tits away, she pulled her skirt down as I tidied myself up and drove home.
As soon as we got in, we were at it on the stairs, me pulling her knickers off and going down on her. Licking her pussy like a man possessed and I was now certain she’d been fucked. Her pussy was all pink and swollen and I could even smell the spunk on her breath! But instead of confronting her, I was so fucking turned on, I wanted her to do it again next week. I fucked her on the stairs, then after she’d cum a couple more times, we climbed up the stairs and collapsed on the bed. Her laying on her back spread eagled, I pulled her soaking wet knickers off, pulled her skirt and top off, discarded her bra and went down on her again. Pushing her legs up and back, pinning her down with my arms as I ate her pussy with a vengeance.
Who the fuck had been shagging her and was she a willing participant. Then I remembered what she said about the special monthly parties. I was like a man who’d just been released from prison and just couldn’t get enough, fucking her in positions we’d never even tried before. And when I accidentally slipped into her anus, she actually moaned and began pushing back, it was all the way in and although quite tight, I was amazed that she was letting me continue. But after shooting my load three times, my cock was struggling to stay up and I tried to get some sleep.
However, she wasn’t tired and was under the bloody quilt, sucking and trying to get me hard again. It was unbelievable and as I was laying there, she swung her legs around and was over my face. Her beautiful tight cunt and arse directly over me and my bloody tongue was aching as I licked her out so much.
Her Secret Life: Cuckold Game, Dogging and Asian Wife Sharing
Asian wife cuckold story