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My name is Chuck, and I am the father of Thomas Cleveson, who I've sometimes remembered as Tom. My wife and I have a consensual, semi-open relationship. Sometimes, we have talked about cheating, but it has been recently less of a problem. That is, expect for when Ebonie is an alcoholic. Ever since her parents got divorced, she has apparently been drinking heavily. But this has been, luckily, after we had kids. Strangely, I do like being breastfed by my wife. Her boobs, authentic with some sagging, give great tit-fucks and love breastfeeding. Truth be told, I taste a mix of beer or wine in my wife's milk. I swear I'm sometimes even drunk from her breast-milk. Fortunately, she loves me after 30 years of the marriage. I've sometimes asked a couple cuckolds, and their marriages turned out awful, yet there inexplicably can be exceptions. At times, I've been teasingly called "Chuck the Cuckold", or "Chuck the Cuck" for short. Truth be told, I have been used to this.

I open the door, already noticing my wife's intoxicated from how she would have walked. "Aye, Chuckie! My buddy and I are pretty drunk now," she said. I smiled nervously as I guessed what she meant; tonight, she brought home another man to fuck with. "What's his name now? Bubba, Tyrone, Thirsty," I joked. This time, things were slightly different. I saw a human-like cheetah step in my house. He also appeared to be intoxicated. "Hi there. My name's Chad, and who might you be," he said. I noticed the erection Chad had. "Chuck Cleveson," I told him nervously. The cheetah caught me ogling him and his crotch. Damn it, my wife knows that I've been straight. "I see you like what I've grown," teased Chad, who gave a wink to me. Realizing what Chad may have implied, I took my gaze off of his pants' bulge. "Sorry, I just got a bit distracted at the time," I said. Ebonie whistled as we watched him strip for us, I could say. My wife, probably out of instinct, stripped off her clothes as well. "Would you like to join us, Chuck," she said.

I looked reluctantly at my wife. "I can't watch you get fucked by a big cat... You're my wife, for God's sake," I said. Chad giggled slightly to himself as he heard that. "Well, your wife's pretty delicious to me," he said. I looked disgusted from his comment. "Ebonie, he ate your pussy," I asked very carefully. She sluggishly nodded as she masturbated. "Yeah, he at least ate me out. I'm sure that he did more," Ebonie replied. Chad stroked his erecting penis as my wife masturbated on the couch. "Come on, guys; don't make me wait for the fun," she moaned. This was humiliating for my dignity, but I'll luckily still be married. "Please, have a breast to drink from," shouted Ebonie. Chad revealed his penis to tease her with while he purred seductively. "First, you should probably listen to me," he said as his urethra gaped a little. I was surprised by Chad's erection; it was even bigger than the yardstick I had, plus its urethra could get wider.

Don't get me started on the testicles he had; they seemed bigger than I expected. How much cum can he fill my wife with? It seemed like if she would have had fertility, triplets could have been easily impregnated. But, Ebonie the Alcohol Abuser, my wife, got on all fours for Chad's overwhelmingly big genitals he had. His testicles seemed bigger than a beach ball would! "How can my wife take each inch of his dick," I thought. Chad gave me a vain look as he groped my wife's ass. "Get on both of those knees, now," he said. Ebonie, being obedient to him, got on her knees. Surprisingly, Chad licked her clit first. He then breathed heavily onto her hard, thick clit. "Chad, just eat me out if you want some juice," she teased. Chad grinned as his tongue tickled near her clitoris. "Chad! I just said eat me out," she yelled.

"Not yet; your clit needs it more," he said, refusing to take orders from her. My wife whimpered as her clitoris was brushed up by his tongue. "Now let's go down to that hole," Chad said as he licked Ebonie's lubricated pussy. Ebonie wiggled as his cunnilingus skills got to her. All I could do was watch my wife's oral pleasuring from Chad. He smiled as he directed his gaze at me. It looked like he had a slick rape face. "I think I'll let you have a taste of her. She is your wife, right Cuck," he teased. I ignored his request and shook my head sideways. "That sounds very disgusting," I said. Chad laughed as he heard what I've just said. "Really? You won't eat vaginas out, Chuck? She easily tastes like cherry pie," he said. I was very close to vomiting, but I luckily did stop myself. Chad turned back to my wife as her legs were spread wide.

"All right, Girl; give me a piece of your ass," he yelled as he began penetrating her vagina. Ebonie nodded as she stuck her tongue at me a bit seductively. "Chuck, aren't you such a cute cuck," she teased. Chad growled at Ebonie as she blew a kiss towards my direction. "I thought you weren't in love with Chuck the Cuck, as you like to call him," he said. Ebonie smirked as she took more than half a foot of his dick. "Actually, Chad; he and I are in a semi-open relationship," she said. I stood up to Chad as I chimed in. "What would you have as a wife," I asked. Chad gave me a guiltless, cynical grin he had. "I've grown to prefer casual sex, Chuck; a marriage, to me, is meaningless. Personally, I prefer my own lifestyle, since I've cuckolded my brother's wife. Now, he and I share her, but only since my brother's experimental, as well as an incestuous relationship we have shared," he said.

Now him hitting on me earlier would make sense; he's a seducer who can cuckold men's wives consistently, albeit sometimes the man as well. I guess he has a cuckold and cuckquean fetish. "Why did you hit on me, Chad," I asked. He smiled as he calmly pinched my wife's booty. "Chuck, I'm the type who likes to swing both ways," he said. I kept my cool as he licked his lips. "C'mon, Ebonie; let's milk you real good," he said. He moved her to face him as she held up her breasts. "Kitty wants Mama's titties to suck on," she teased. Chad nodded eagerly as he sucked on both of my wife's breasts. He pinned her to the wall as more of his dick kept penetrating my wife. Ebonie didn't need to move when Chad milked her breasts he'll suck. Watching her have drunk intercourse in front of me? This is not her first time...

Chad seemed to love my wife's breasts' alcoholic milk. I swore he purred delightfully as she fed him with her milk, as if he were her cub. Actually, I can't blame that man. Ebonie motioned me to come close as she gave me a kiss. I guess she could at least move her head. Luckily, Chad was too busy with her milk to see the kiss. "Why did she want to give that," I thought. Chad looked in my wife's eyes as she felt his orgasm wiggle. "Tee-hee! Your cum is wiggling in me," she said. Chad nodded pridefully as he ceased suckling her nipples. "My cum's thick, but its sperm cells are frequently searching for egg cells," he said as he inflated her wet pussy with his cum. With a bit of explanation he got done with, he resumed being breastfed by her. "Chuck, ain't he such a cute kitty," teased Ebonie. I shrugged as I tried to take my mind off of this.

She was obviously too drunk to feel any sympathy, but that's what happens whenever your wife's an alcoholic. I watched Chad tug on her with his mouth as he sucked up her milk. "Damn, he seems to have a sweet tooth for milk," I thought. Once he drained my wife's breasts of their milk, he pinched her butt as he blew his load. Apparently, his cum was now overflowing out of her. "You're a bit too tight, but I love your milk," he said. He humped more as he now shoved his dick in her ass. "Ooh my! I don't think you'll fit," Ebonie shouted. "Your ass is mine, Breeder," he responded to her as her ass felt filled up, but also overflowed with his cum. Secretly, my wife is sometimes masochistic, but I'm shocked Chad has not been as drunk as my wife. She probably won't believe me whenever I'll remind her. Luckily, Chad can be a witness.

Once Chad felt that her ass has overflowed enough, he motioned her to start opening up her mouth, due to how much beer she potentially has had. "Good girl; here's your treat to have," teased Chad. No, his penis, which even went in her asshole, would now be in her mouth. Chad came a lot as my wife sucked off more than cum... It was getting disgusting by now. "I hope you like the tastes' combination," he said. My wife reluctantly gulped her treat, if we could call it that. "All right, I'll probably hit the showers," said Chad. Being the unlucky cuck and host, although I'd say mostly the former, I began swallowing more pride as I looked up to my guest. "I'll show you where that is found," I said as I led him to the guest's bedroom, along with its bathroom. Chad grinned as he got in; he already turned on the water and purred pleasurably. "Aren't you a nice, cute guy, Chuck," he asked. I nervously nodded as he looked flirtatiously at me.

"Would you like to join me?"

"What would make you think I should do that?"

"I think your wife wants me more than you."

"How so, Chad? You've ignored her refusing some parts of the sex, so how was it acceptable to rape my wife?"

"Listen, I'm good at detecting lies from an alcoholic. If she told me to stop, then I would have done so. I had Ebonie's consent back then. Plus, both of us were drunk. Well, I did already sober up."

"Aren't you concerned of her well-being?"

"Yeah, I'm concerned that poor Ebonie will lust the both of us."

"Both?! How so? You have the much bigger genitals and can make her do nearly whatever you want."

(He looks at me with a much sadder expression.) "True, but you yourself would be a better husband."

"Chad, I sometimes have been cuckolded, so how does that even qualify as a trait she would like?"

"Chuckie, I've had to sacrifice relationships in the past. My love life, albeit long-termed, can get very frustrating. Marriages like Mark and Mrs. Krieg's are increasingly rare. I'll never find a woman for a long-term relationship, as the adulteress has been incapable of true love. As cute as I find you to be, I myself can tell that you're heterosexual, which is perfectly OK with me."

I blushed out of embarrassment as he rubs soap on his pecs. "Cut it out, Chuck! That's the big cat who just raped your wife," I thought. But, what if that were consensual, or even semi-consensual? I'll feel bad if I were to make a false rape allegation. Plus, Chad seems nicer when he isn't banging whores. "Thanks for the conversation we shared, Chad," I said. Chad smiled happily as he looked at me seductively. "Anytime, Handsome. You can have your wife," he said. I will be blunt; personally, I think he's nicer when he also would be sober. I went to my wife as she was still on the couch. "Chuck," she said. "It's been a really long night, Ebonie. A shower should help very greatly," I said. She looked extremely confused as she saw Chad's cum in her ass. "Wait, was I receiving anal earlier today," she asked.

I remember that she hates anal sex, albeit bareback the most. "Yes, I was cuckolded as you got your booty fucked," I said. She looked shocked as she could not stand well. "My hips... Why are they so weak," she asked. "You were full of a guy's cum at the time," I said. "Bullshit! I wasn't that slutty, righ-?" She paused at the mess of cum there was in the room. "I caused this mess during the intercourse," Ebonie asked with a confused voice to me. "Yes, you are responsible for this, too," I said. She cried at the permanently ruined couch we had. "My great-grandparents' couch! What have I done," she asked. Now I was just as shocked; that couch was once her great-grandparents'? "Please, Chuckie; don't let the guests see this couch," Ebonie cried out remorsefully to me. But, she would have to learn the hard way. "No," I said. Her sobbing continued as she hurried to our shower. "I guess that she loves the couch more than me," I thought.

The next morning, I woke up to receive a surprise phone call. "Hi, Chuckie, it's Chad. How is everything on your end," he asked. I was shocked he had my cell phone's information. "Chad, as in, Chad the Cuckolding Master, who's a millionaire," I asked. "Yep, so do I sound more familiar," asked Chad. Now I could tell it was, in fact, Chad. "My wife gave you my contacting info, did she not," I asked. Chad chuckled slightly from my question. "Yep, she told me how to keep in touch with you as well," he said. I felt some admiration for him as he genuinely would like to be my friend. "Sure. I don't completely agree with this whole cuckolding fetish, but I can respect your caliber," I said. He purred delightfully from my complimenting. "Sounds good, Chuck. I would love to see you soon," he said. After that, we both quickly ended the phone call. I guess he has a thing for African-American men... Not that I'm a small guy, regardless of contexts.