u/FullWasatchFrontal

I'm not sure this even counts as a cuck story but it's the only place I could think that might be adjacent enough to understand.

So for backstory I'm Ryan and my wife is Hannah (fake names). We've been together for 8 years, married for 6, and basically we were eachothers first everything. I got a few blowjobs from a girl before her but neither of us had actual sex before. My dick is still the only one she's touched lol

Hannah is really shy about sex. We actually have a decent sex life, probably like 2-3 times a wk. But she's extremely vanilla and I've tried gently nudging her to more kinky stuff but stopped short of full on being pushy because I don't want to be that guy. So mostly we just make out for a bit and do missionary. I'm v v attracted to her so I still cum and I still feel lucky even tho it's not the most exciting.

But when I say she's shy I mean, she is ridiculously self conscious about her body even after I tell her how sexy and beautiful she is. (She's 5'2, blonde, thin but a little curvy, picture like a Sabrina Carpenter body but less "Hollywood" if that makes sense).

She's let me go down on her a couple of times but she gets embarrassed after about ten seconds and like literally twists her pussy away from my mouth lol. In her words she "doesn't understand why I'd even want to, it's gross." She's also never really gone down on me. I got her to lick it a little but it's not her thing, she gagged on my precum once and I think because she works at a dentist office it made her really weird about stuff going in her mouth.

She doesn't love cum in general bc of the texture and even tho we fuck raw and she's on birth control she doesn't like me to cum inside her so I usually end up pulling out and shooting on myself or the towel she puts under her. I'll be able to cum inside her eventually (I've only ever done this in condoms so far) because we want kids. But right now we're not financially stable.

Needless to say, we do no have anal, and she does not let me touch her asshole whatsoever. Every once in a while she'll let me do doggy but only with the lights off bc she doesn't want me to see it. This is my biggest gripe because I am an ass guy and hers is so sexy (when I manage to sneak a peek lol) but nope. This doesn't have anything to do with the story but I actually started fingering my own asshole bc I wanted to know what it felt like and now I have a little prostate massager I take into the shower when she's not home lmao

I'm probably giving way too much info here, but I feel like you need to understand what Hannah is normally like bc otherwise what happened this weekend doesn't sound nearly as crazy.

Okay, so a few months ago I got laid off.

I work in the nonprofit world, mostly environmental/climate stuff, which I love but it's always been a bit of a struggle finding someone to pay me a living wage. Hannah is a dental tech, which is like a hygenist but pays worse, so losing my income hit us pretty hard and I've been applying everywhere. Last week I FINALLY got an offer. Great organization, more money than I was making before, exactly the kind of thing I wanted.

The only problem is they wanted me to start right away and the job is in LA. Me and Hannah lived in Phoenix so that was going to be tough (we grew up Mormon in Mesa fyi... yeah lol that's another story). So basically we thought about it for like a day and then said fuck it. Our lease was almost up anyway and we don't have kids so we pretty much threw all our stuff into our cars and drove to LA.

Obviously we didn't want to rush into signing a new lease in LA without looking at our options, so I asked my friend Ezra (fake name) if we could stay with him for a week or so while we looked for an apartment.

About Ezra: me and him met in band class in high school lol. He was really cool and chill and we became pretty good friends. He ended up being REALLY good at a bunch of instruments and ended up moving out to LA to pursue music. We're pretty different honestly but we've kept in touch through social media and whatnot.

He's skinny, white, covered in tattoos, shaggy hair, wear like tons of rings on his fingers etc. If you know the musician Role Model, that's kind of his vibe. On the other hand, I'm extremely basic-looking exMormon white guy haha. Short blonde hair, clean shaven, my clothes are pretty much from the Gap.

The biggest difference tho was that Ezra's personality. He's not loud or obnoxious, or like some "alpha male" bro. If anything I'd say he's the opposite. He's quiet. Really smart. Kind of like a zen vibe. He smokes a lot of pot so that might be part of it. You can tell him the most fucked up thing you've ever done in your life and he'll just look at you be like "cool." lol

Anyway Ezra has an apartment with a spare bedroom. He'd done some tours and stuff playing guitar for this pop singer so I guess it paid pretty well bc the place was pretty nice. I'm supposed to start working on the 31st and we got there around 6 last Friday so we'd have like 10 days to find a place and get settled.

We ordered some Thai food, drank a couple beers, and it was really good to just have a night to decompress and catch up. Hannah had only met Ezra once before this at our wedding and I was actually a little worried she'd find him intimidating bc he's very different from most of our phoenix friends. But they actually ended up talking about music for like an hour. Hannah normally takes forever to warm up to new people, so I was pretty surprised by how comfortable she seemed.

At some point she said she was going to shower. "Towels in the linen closet," Ezra told her, barely even looking up.

We heard a closet opening and then 20 seconds later, we hear her from down the hall. "Oh my god!"

I jump up, heading down the hallway. "What? Are you okay?"

She had a closet door open. She's crouching by one of the shelves, I see she's pulled out one of those big fabric storage cubes. The inside was full of women's underwear. Not like 5 pairs. It was basically full. I'm not sure what the styles are called exactly but there was regular panties, thongs, g-strings, like lace lingerie types. Everything.

I think at that point mine and Hannah's minds were both going to strange places. I immediately thought maybe he had a fetish where he liked wearing women's underwear. There are weirder things.

Ezra walked up behind us, like, "Sorry. Probably should've warned you about that."

He opened the closet on the opposite side of the hall, where the towels were. Hannah turned red so fast. I laughed, trying to clear the air. "Hey man, it's fine. We're not here to kink shame."

I start to push the cube back into onto the shelf, but Hannah's curiosity got the better of her. "I don't get it. What IS the kink?"

Ezra looked at me, then back to Hannah, then casually he goes,

"They're kind of like trophies, I guess."

"Trophies for what?" Hannah won't drop it.

"Women I've slept with."

Hannah scoffs, can't wrap her head around it. "You've slept with THIS many women? Yeah right."

"Well, no. These are from the women I've slept with TWICE."

Me and Hannah stood there stunned as Ezra explained that when after he has sex with someone for the first time, he tells them that if they want to sleep with him again, he gets to keep their underwear. That's how he phrased it. First time is free. But if you want more, he gets a souvenir.

Hannah wasn't buying it. "I refuse to believe that THAT many women are THAT desperate."

Ezra shrugged. Didn't argue didn't brag. He just reached up and removed a cube from a higher shelf. This one was full of men's underwear. Boxers, briefs, jock straps, the works. Not as full as the women's box but definitely not empty.

"It's not just women," he said with a little smile. Then he put the cube back, handed her a towel, and walked away.

That was it. Neither Hannah and I knew what to say, so we laughed it off.

Now this is where I think it gets a little strange, and I'd love some perspective. Maybe twenty minutes later Hannah comes into our room after her shower. She usually wears full pajamas to bed but she'd decided to put on one of my shirts. It was baggy on her and honestly super hot.

She got in bed with me and immediately was says, "Do you think he's bullshitting us?"

"No clue," I said. "We didn't really talk about sex when we were in high school bc I was still a naive little mormon boy. But I did hear... rumors."

She just looked at me.

"What rumors?" she said. "Like he has a huge dick?"

I was so surprised, I laughed. She smacked me.

"Why are you laughing??"

"I've just never heard you talk like that about someone. It's funny."

"Shut up," she said. "Seriously tho."

"I mean, I have no idea if the rumors were true. But... yeah, apparently it's pretty large."

When I said that, I feel like I saw gears begin to turn behind her eyes. I don't really know how else to explain it.

"That turns you on, doesn't it?" I asked.

"No," she said, too fast.

"Prove it, then," I said. "Take off your underwear."

"I'm... not wearing any."

She bit her lip. It was the hottest thing she's ever said to me followed by the hottest look she's ever given me. I immediately reached under my oversized shirt, feeling her skin and nothing else.

"What has gotten into you?" I asked, amazed.

"Go down on me."

I couldn't believe my ears. Somehow this underwear box had her more turned on that I've ever seen her, and I was fine with it if this was the outcome. I didn't wait for her to tell me twice. I dove to her pussy and took her clit into my mouth. Instantly my chin was covered with her wetnesses. I felt her vagina.

"This is the wettest you've ever been," I said, and I got back to licking. She moaned softly, still not comfortable enough to put on a show for Ezra in the next room, apparently. But loud enough for me to know I was doing a good job.

"You taste so good, baby," I said when I came up for air. "You're so sexy."

"Oh... oh fuck... I think I'm gonna cum. Holy shit..."

This was huge. She'd never let me go down on her long enough to make her cum. I didn't slow down, circling her clit with my tongue, lapping at it gently, then harder...

"I'M CUMMING," she moaned, eyes closed, quivering intensely, trapping my head between her legs, not letting me get away until she rode out her orgasm. "HOLY fuck, oh my god baby, that was so great."

Her shaking slowed to a few random twitches. She exhaled, spent. I kissed her up her body until I reached her tits. I was hard as a rock by this point, obviously. I laid my dick between her sexy C-cup tits.

"You wanna return the favor?"

Hannah sighed. "I'm sorry, baby... That felt so good. I came so hard, thank you so much... But after all the driving today, I just think I need to go to sleep," she gave me a kiss on the cheek. "Goodnight Ry, love you."

She rolled over and was asleep with minutes. I was bummed, but honestly she came so hard that I wasn't surprised it took a lot out of her. On the other hand, I was not going to be able to sleep without busting so I snuck out to the bathroom and jacked off into the toilet.

There's been 2 nights since then and me and Hannah fucked hard both nights. Last night she even rode me which she hardly ever does. She still hasn't given me a blowjob, but I'm not that bugged bc WOW this is the best sex we've ever had.

I'm pretty sure this is all happening bc she found that box of panties but I don't really know what that means? I don't think anything is going on between her and Ezra, they've been completely normal the last two days, no flirting or anything. But I also can't help but feel like he managed to turn her on in a way I've never been able to in 8 years. Am I overthinking this??

TL;DR: My sexually shy wife accidentally found my musician friend's large collection of underwear from previous partners and we proceeded to have the most uninhibited sex we've ever had. What does this mean?