I love my husband. I really, really, really, really do. And he loves me even more so. And part of that is that we have an incredible active, kinky and compatible sex life. Seriously, our sexlife is outstanding and there are probably hundreds of things i could post here about it.

My Husband proposed to me summer last year during a vacation in Disneyland, i said yes, obviously. We had great sex there too, a great many times. But before we went home we came up with a little idea to make sure we really want each other forever and ever.

Until the moment we say yes to each other during the wedding, we will not have any sex together anymore. None. Not even the slightest but. But we will be allowed to have sex with anyone else we want. Sort of like cucking each other.

Throughout the 8 months between proposal and our wedding i had sex with

almost all of his friends
some of his coworkers
His dad
plenty of hook ups from different places

and he had sex with

My little sister
My three best friends
And also just several girls he hooked up with

And we still loved each other every day.
And so the day of our wedding approached and nothing about this shook our resolve to marry.

We both said yes to each other. And as he took and kissed me, i could feel his boner pushing against me like it was trying to tear through his pants and my dress that was already just glorified lingerie in an attempt to fuck me right then and there. I don’t think i’ve ever felt a greater kiss than that. Then he attached a leash to my choker. For the rest of the ceremony, my husband was just playing with me, and holding me so tight to himself as to tell everyone that i am his now, and his boner always drilling into me. We went to our hotel, my now husband was basically already fucking me on our way to the room, and when we finally were inside, he spent the rest of the weekend completely plowing my brains out. My thraot had markings for almost a whole week after from all the choking.

And now we’ve been happily married for 2 months.