I should never have discussed cuckolding with my wife. I loved the idea of her taking lovers, telling me the details as I fuck her already used pussy....That isn’t what happened. After the first couple of men she realized that their large cocks could provide much more pleasure for her than my small one. After that, she did tell me all the details, but only while I was licking her pussy and and making her cum, after they had finished fucking her. She made it clear that I would not be allowed in. I could not talk clearly and slurred my speech. “whas happenin” I begged her. “oh don’t worry sweetie, you will love it I’m sure. These nice men have paid for the next 18 hours of your time and I have gladly obliged them, I hope you don’t mind, id say its fair to classify you as my property now, and fact of the matter is I need money, and I’m gonna pimp you out. I’m gonna pimp that little cunt of yours out all day and all night for the rest of your life” she cackled evilly. I was confused, what. They were. She’d forgotten she needed to be modest with such a tight shirt. “Yeah well ... you like?” Fuck it, it might just smooth this thing along.“Wow, you are a weird girl.”“So, you want to make out?”“What?” He talked at her, “what are you talking about? Aren’t you dating some football player or some shit?”Dammit! “No, look just do me a favor and kiss me, okay.” How could she have picked the one high school boy who didn’t want to kiss a cheerleader. She felt a wave of dizziness and fell to. Vanessa’s eyes went wide as another orgasm ripped through her. She leaned into me and bit my shoulder. Hard. I mean really hard. Feeling her cunt rippling around my cock made me cum again. Vanessa slumped onto my chest, both of us gasping for air. When she caught her breath she raised her head and looked at me, ‘What the fuck was that?’ She got up and grabbed some tissue to wipe up the large amounts of cum dripping down her legs. Vanessa stood me up, got my clothes back in order and shooed me.