I can still hear her voice, breathless and excited, as she whispered, ‘He taught me how to take it all, every inch.’ The image is seared into my mind, the way her coworker’s massive cock disappeared into her throat, her eyes watering but determined. She learned fast, eager to please, and now she’s teaching me what she knows.
The Bedroom Lesson
In the soft glow of the bedroom, I watch as she practices, her head bobbing up and down, her lips stretched wide. The bed, draped in red, is a stage for her newfound skill. She’s not just my wife anymore; she’s a student of pleasure, and I’m her willing audience. Her coworker’s cock, huge and throbbing, is the teacher, and she’s a quick learner.
After Hours Training
After hours, in the quiet of our home, she replays the scene, her body responding to the memory. Her hands, once hesitant, now grip with confidence. She’s not just doing it; she’s mastering it. The way she looks at me, a mix of pride and hunger, tells me she’s not just learning for him. She’s learning for us, for the nights when I’m not enough, when she needs more. And I’m here, watching, waiting, always the cuckold, always the observer. The bracelet on his wrist, a simple detail, catches my eye. It’s a reminder of the power he holds, the lessons he’s given. She’s changed, my wife, transformed by the knowledge of his cock, the depth of her throat. And I’m here, forever the cuckold, forever in awe of her newfound skill.






