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  1. Here's my slut of a wife. pm me to know anything about our lifestyle
  2. Hi This goes to both bulls and cuckolds like me. I have had a craving the recent days, that someone prints out naked photos of my wife and leaves them in public places (mens bathrooms etc) with some kind of text, maybe some contact information. I dont dare to do this myself, as the men that would find them would live to close tous. But the thought of my wifes innocent pussy being displayed is very humiliating and at the same time makes me very horny. It is a possibility that you give them an email adress that both you and me have access to, so you can read the mail to. Would anybody help me out, or have similar other ideas to play out? (I have more photos)
  3. Mine is definitely missionary. Legs spread, toes pointed, anklet visible. Muscular bull on top of her, thrusting deep. Pussy stretched and dripping wet. Her neck tilted back, lips parted, softly moaning and grunting. Her hands on his butt pushing him into her.
  4. When I was a young teen 50 years ago, I would go around and cut yards to make extra money. This one couple was very nice to me. Debbie & Paul were there names. When I knocked on the door, with my old lawnmower, Paul told me “young man does it look like I can’t cut my own lawn?” His wife Debbie heard this & came to the door all nice & that was the first time I noticed her breast & body. I thought to myself, “WOW!” She told her husband “Paul behave, this young man just wants to make some money.” When he started to say something she held up her finger & he shut up. She looked me up & down & to her husband said “Now be a good boy & finish cleaning the bathroom.” He said “yes dear” & walked away. Debbie told me I could cut her yard & to come back every weekend. After I cut the yard the next weekend, when I knocked on the door, Paul came to the door in an apron. He invited me in & Debbie was sitting on the couch in a robe. Paul told me to sit next to his wife. I called him Mr. & Debbie corrected me & told me her husband would never be a Mr. He will always be a boy because he has a small “dick”. Isn’t that right? Paul nodded & told me he is too small to please his wife properly. I was embarrassed & did not know what to say. She told Paul I was Mr. Doug to him, because she was sure this young boy was more man than you. Debbie asks if I was a virgin & had a girlfriend. Yes I am a virgin & I have no girlfriend. She asked if she could be my girlfriend. I looked at her husband, & Debbie laughed & said, He has no say so. “My boy husband would love for you to be his wife’s boyfriend. Now dear show Mr. Doug what he get gets if he decides to by my secret boyfriend.” Paul walked over & pulled her robe open. That was the first time I had seen a full grown woman naked. Paul said Mr. Doug you can touch her & placed one of my hands on her pussy & the other on her tits. I went crazy exploring! Debbie was smiling & told me the rules. 1) I could not tell anyone. 2) I would be the man of the house & control both of them. 3) I would decide if Paul got any pussy from his wife. 4) As the man, she & her husband would be available to me for anything. But first I had to prove to her I was a Man. I nodded excitedly. She had Paul remove his clothes. He was hard but small. I was so relived I started laughing & proudly took off my clothes to show my stuff. Debbie made Paul feel how hard I was & he told her he have never got this hard. For some reason this made me feel bold. I told Paul since I was now the man he should suck my cock like a girl. Paul got a surprised look & Debbie started laughing. Paul said Yes Mr. Doug & proceeded to suck me. I couldn’t believe the power I felt. A husband was sucking me while his wife was touching herself, telling me Mr. Doug make my husband your bitch & me your whore. I pushed his head all the way down & came as he gagged on me. Paul did not try to pull away, but took it. After that I made him leave while Debbie taught me how to eat pussy & fuck. Paul would come back & suck Debbie clean & get me hard again. I called home & got permission to stay the weekend. Debbie made Paul give me a key to the house. Paul would cut his yard while I did his wife. I fucked both in the ass a few weekends later. I made Paul moved out of his bedroom. Paul would call me & try to get permission to fuck his wife. Most times I said no, she’s my slut. If I was nice I would have Paul jerk off while he told me how much he loves my fucking his wife. Now one of the best power trips was to call Paul at work & have him call Debbie to fake like she was sick, & go home to take care of me. Sometimes I would have Debbie do this to Paul. Debbie sex drive & mine were the same. Paul was on most of the time. But I like to have him suck me when he didn’t feel like it. That was a power trip too. One day Paul was begging Debbie to give him some pussy or something in front of me. His dick was dripping. He got turned on a lot when he was denied. Debbie said Mr. Doug you think this boy have earned any pussy? I spoke up “if he gets some, he should be fixed like a dog!” They both gasp surprised, & Debbie stated to Paul “Well you heard him. Do you want some pussy, you have to get fixed.” Paul excited agreed. She placed Paul’s small dick in her & held him there. Told him do not move. Now Paul, how does my pussy feel? Very wet & hot. Do you know what you are agreeing to? Getting fixed? Yes, a boy should not have children. Paul are you saying Mr. Doug should get me pregnant? Paul looked at me & stated “Mr. Doug has proven what a man he is. He has taken my own wife’s pussy & body from me. He want people to know I am not the father of my children.” Debbie, smiled & said “That’s what a true boy would say. Now pull out & go flush my birth control pills.’ Paul whimpered & did as he was told. When Paul came back in I was fucking Debbie & he jerked off as he begged me to get her pregnant.
  5. There's something erotic about seeing another man turning my wife into his woman. Especially if he is doing so in our own matrimonial bed. It's difficult to explain, but the feeling I get in my gut, just anticipating the arrival of one of her lover is like a child anticipating the arrival of Christmas morning. Then to see him make her his woman, would be like getting the present you have been dreaming of all year. Regardless of how many times I experienced it, I know that the next time will be different, maybe even better than the last time. If the stud is someone I never before met, well the expectation is even better. How will he be with her, and how will he be with me? Will he ignore me and give all his attention to my wife, or will he make me feel like I am part of the moment. I have met all types of men who have fucked my wife. Some men are more timid and take caution while entering my home to fuck my wife. Others are like lions, who take control the second they enter the den. The testosterone that exudes from their being is so strong that I instinctively shrink into the cuckold I was bred to be. We both know our positions. His is to be the new lion of the den, mine is to be his house boy, serving at his will as he makes my wife his lioness. Now, out in the world I have always been an alpha type of a male. I am a take charge kind of guy that always climbed the ranks in the the bossiness world, and even though my athletic abilities are average, I have always challenged the better athletes, even if they eventual defeated me on the field. They knew they had a fight, and repeated me as their equal. The home is another story all together. Something happens when I am naked and @@@@@@@. It's as if I am still a boy standing next to my older siblings. As the youngest in a family of 8 children, who's parents worked many hours, I was pretty much raised by four older sisters and three older brothers. They all excreted a certain amount of control over me in the home. Outside the home I was given more leeway in my freedom. So I accepted my role in the home, and reached for control away. I guess this is why I am an alpha in the world but submissive to an alpha in my home. I shared in a comment to a post about how some men can be easily taken advantage of by women who cheat on them, because they will give her more chances. Where as many men will drop a girlfriend or divorce their wife in a heartbeat if she cheats on him. The more this happens in their relationships, the more they are almost being bred to be a cuck. After all, the very definition of the word, “Cuckold”, is the husband of a cheating wife. Well, I had numerous girlfriends who either cheated on me or made me feel as if they were not as dedicated to me as I was to them, but I always forgave them. Now ad all this to the fact that I was not very blessed physically, technically, nor emotionally when it comes to the sexual department. My cock is very small, I don't last long, and I seldom show the type of affection women desire while making love. Now when I say I am small, I mean my junk barely hangs, and my balls are small always tight. When I am really excited and ready to fuck, my dick measures at barely 3 ¾ inches. Now I know a woman can get off without getting fucked by a big cock. But come on now, a man likes to look at his cock as he slides it in and out of a pussy, and regardless of how big a man's cock is, she likes feeling a man's cock inside her. Plus, women like getting fucked in different positions other than missionary style. My stamina doesn't allow for more than one position. I think the longest I ever lasted while fucking is maybe 5 minutes. Which means I am not even warming the woman up, let alone making her twitch and tingle with orgasmic pleasure. For me to make my wife feel good, and bring her to a orgasm, I had to basically rub my pelvis side to side as I smash her clit like a woman bumping her muffin with her. I lost count of how many times I've heard the question, "Is it in yet?" I can joke now about it, but for many years it really bothered me. Especially since most women I had sex with never dated me again. It got so bad for a time that I eventually tried having sex with just men for some time. Well, I sucked cocks, nothing more. Some men sucked my cock, but I learned that I liked the feel of a cock in my mouth and the taste of sperm more than I liked the feel of my cock in another man's mouth. If anyone is curious I did write about an experience I had with a younger guy in his 20s. Sucking cocks is actually something that actually began when I was much much younger. I believe my desire to suck a cock now and then is another experience that helped lead me into the cuckold lifestyle. It definitely made cleaning a cream pie from my wife's pussy a lot easier than if I hadn't tasted another guys sperm before. Let me know and if you want to read it and I'll post it. Now, the first time my current wife agreed to let me watch her get fucked, was the first time in my life I ever felt so sexually satisfied. It was an experience that I cannot explain. I wasn't jealous, I wasn't hurt, and I was able to witness her have numerous orgasms. I even joined in and got off myself. Her joy came from the guy we invited into out bedroom. The guy really connected physically, and emotionally with my wife. His techniques were amazing in the many ways he fucked her while making her feel like I could never do. It was a long journey for us. That first time was a guy who was sharing rent with us. For about 2 years he probably fucked my wife more than I did. Especially since just before he moved out he was unemployed for about 6 Months. Then he moved out to take a job back east. Afterwards, my wife refused to do anything for almost 15 years, but when she finally agreed to, the flood gates of passion opened up for her. She was like a fish in the water, in how she began fucking so many different men. I can honestly say that each and every man who fucked her was bigger than me, and many were more than twice as big. Hell, I could only dream of touching the pussy her lovers were fucking. My wife would joke that once the head of her lovers cock slipped into her they were already fucking pussy I never had. I will share more of the many times I watched her and her lovers and how I slowly went from being one of three to a bystander as I watched and slowly became a cuckold who followed instructions given to me by my wife and her bulls. Look, I know my wife loves me. She has been with me through thick and thin and has never threatened to leave me. That gives me the added pleasure of knowing I can satisfy her every need outside of the bedroom. For the bedroom though, we just started using stunt doubles. LOL I will always believe that, to me anyway, my wife has never been so beautiful as she is when she is having an orgasm from another man making passionate love to her. Something I miss dearly now since she retired. I won't get into the reasons why she stopped, but there is nothing I can do about. I have some pics and some videos to enjoy and that will suffice. But I would be telling a lie if I said I did not miss it. The picture on the left is my wife riding a guy we met when we sang Karaoke at a bar. He won the competition, and he won my wife's heart. So I told him she wanted him, and he said he wanted her also. He ended up at our place and spent the night fucking her. Some day I will post a short video clip of him getting off shortly after I took this picture. The one on the right was a guy I hired to help me cut down a tree. Great story I'll try to write. Believe it or not, but he is earning his red-wings in this picture. My wife was in 7th heaven as he spent quite some time making her smile. Let me know what you think, and please follow me to keep up with my life as a cuckolded husband, and what my early life was about that led me to become a cuckold. I have many many stories that should entertain and turn you on in the process. My posts will come, so don't get impatient. Good writing takes time to be created.
  6. Useless Husband Turns into Cuckold By Author Dark Cavern After returning from a party, I lay naked on the bed next to Jenny, my beautiful bride of six months. As I looked at her, with her flaming red, shoulder length hair and milky-white curvy body, I felt like the luckiest man in the world. The last six months had been the happiest time in my life for me, Jenny and I had seemed to get on so well. Sure, she was the strong one in the partnership, and it was always her who got her way when push came to shove. But that was fine with me, because I loved her so desperately. Jenny was younger than I, 22 to my 29, and though not a virgin when we married she was fairly inexperienced. I put her apparent reluctance to have sex after the first couple of weeks down to this, and had resolved to be patient with her until she became used to me and began to relax and enjoy it. On this night though, aroused by her naked body and my tongue loosened by drink, I brought up the subject of sex and made what I now know was the biggest mistake of my life. I blurted out that my biggest fantasy was for her to be fucked by a big, well- endowed man. I told her that the humiliation of having that happen turned me on enormously. On hearing this, she just smiled and took my cock in her hand, stroking it gently. "That doesn't surprise me Michael", she began. "After all, you are pretty useless in bed aren't you, with your miserable excuse for a prick? A twelve year old boy could satisfy me better than you." I was stung by her scornful words, but my cock twitched violently in her hand. "Boy, you really do get turned on by humiliation", she sniggered. "Maybe this is the right time for me to tell you what a perverted, inadequate little wimp you really are, with your tiny dick and your premature ejaculation problem." My cock jumped again. "I think you have the right idea", she continued. "Now is the right time for me to find another man, perhaps a big black stud with a ten inch cock. We could make you stand and watch while he fucks me senseless, and shows you up for what you are, a useless sissy boy not fit to lick my ass!" Although my cock was now throbbing visibly in my wife's little hand, at her derogatory words and the vision of what she was suggesting, I began to have doubts. I was shocked at this sudden change in her attitude, and the venom of her tone. If she really meant what she just said, her taking a big-cocked lover could mean losing her for good. I could not bear the thought of that, and tried to pass it off as a joke, saying these things were best kept as fantasies. "I don't agree", she snapped, coldly. "In fact, I am really warming to the idea. So much so, that I can tell you now that you will not get to fuck me again until another man has had me. I shall be on the lookout for a suitable lover starting tomorrow, You want humiliation Michael, well you are certainly going to get it!" With that, she let go of my erect cock, and turned over to go to sl**p. I spent a sl**pless night worrying about the future of my marriage. Jenny kept to her word. Whenever we went out over the next couple of weeks, she would spend her time looking round for suitable men to fuck her. She would taunt me with comments like "I bet he has a huge cock" or "I could imagine him between my thighs". All during this time she emphatically refused me any sexual contact, although she would parade around the house scantily-clad and make me sl**p naked in bed next to her every night. "Frustrating isn't it?" she asked one night, having just given me a deep kiss and pressed her soft, naked body up against me. "Maybe things will get better for you when I have found the right man to fuck me." "Can't we just forget all about this?" I pleaded. "Let's just get back to the way we were." "Oh no", she insisted. "You started all this, and I am going to finish it. A couple of the girls told me about a club called Soulmates, apparently it is a great place for picking up men, particularly black men. We are going there on Friday night". This club was the last place I wanted to go, because I knew it was a favourite haunt of a lot of the employees at the company I worked for. I certainly did not want any of them seeing my wife trying to pick up a man, it would be all over the company by Monday morning. However, Jenny insisted, and as usual got her way. When we entered the club, I looked around nervously, hoping I would not see anybody I recognised. Thankfully, there was not, so I got us a drink at the bar and we found a table. Jenny's eyes were everywhere, trying to search out a suitable stud, while I sat quietly feeling miserable and frustrated. Finally, Jenny poked me and asked if I knew who the beautiful big black man standing alone at the bar was. I turned to look, and froze. "No, no", I spluttered. "He would not be right. That's Earl, my assistant at work, the guy I share an office with." "On the contrary", she smiled. "I think he might be just right. Well don't just sit there, take me over and introduce me!" I pleaded and pleaded with Jenny that this was a terrible idea, and that I could finish up being the laughing stock of my company. She just grinned, saying it would all be part of the humiliation that I seemed to crave, and dragged me reluctantly towards the bar. As we reached it, Earl turned and recognised me. I have to admit that he is a good-looking guy, 6'5" tall, with wide shoulders and a huge chest, and at 22 the same age as my wife. He smiled warmly at Jenny, and took her hand as I introduced them. "Pleased to meet you Earl", my wife said sweetly, her eyes sparkling. "My, you are looking good tonight!" "You are looking pretty amazing yourself", he replied, taking in the huge amount of cleavage and thigh her tiny black dress was offering. Jenny invited Earl back to our table, and soon became involved in animated discussion with him, to the total exclusion of yours truly. I had hoped that they would not get on, but even at this early stage it was obvious there was a strong sexual attraction between them. After a while, Earl asked Jenny if she would like to dance, and she eagerly accepted. I watched them as, at first they danced a little way apart, and then close together when the slow dancing began. I got increasingly jealous as they got closer and closer, with my wife's arms d****d around his neck, and I felt physically sick as they began openly kissing on the dancefloor right in front of my gaze. I think I knew then what was coming next. Eventually they came back to the table, and Jenny announced that we were leaving. My arrogant assistant looked at me with a contemptuous smile, as my wife told me of her plans. "Earl is going to spend the night with us", she announced. "Or to be more accurate, with me. I have told him that you get off on humiliation, and that having your wife fucked in your own bed by a real man would have your minuscule dick standing to attention. I can assure you Michael that, from what I felt on the dancefloor, Earl is the real man I have been looking for!" "I have had no complaints", boasted the black man. "Don't worry Boss, I will see that your wife has the night of her life!" Jenny giggled as she and her soon to be new lover walked hand in hand ahead of me towards our car. I got in and drove, while Jenny and Earl got in the back. It was not long before I could hear passionate kissing from the pair of them, and then I heard the sound of a zip being pulled down. "My God Earl!" I heard Jenny gasp. "I knew it was big, but this is magnificent! Put your foot down Michael, I need this monster inside me soon! Would you like me to suck you a little bit Earl, to get you ready for me?" "I thought you said you didn't like sucking cock", I protested. "I meant your little boy's cock", she replied cruelly. "This is a real man's cock, it is meant to have a woman's lips stretched round it!" I looked in the mirror, and saw my wife's head disappear. The car was soon filled with the sound of my wife sucking her black stud like a cheap whore. This continued for the five minutes it took to reach our home. Once inside, Jenny dragged Earl upstairs to our bedroom, with me just behind. I went to enter the bedroom with them, but Jenny stopped me. "Oh no you don't", she said. "Earl and I want to be alone tonight to get to know each other. You go and sl**p in the spare room next door". With that, they went inside and closed the door. Hearing their laughter, I trotted off to the spare room, feeling like an outsider in my own home. As I got into bed, I realised how thin the walls were in our house. I could quite clearly hear the two of them laughing and giggling for several minutes. It then went quiet, and I realised they were now engaging in foreplay. I could not get the visions of his big black hands mauling my wife's big white tits, or his cock crammed into her pretty mouth. This was all my fault; it was what I said I wanted. When it came to it though, I just felt jealous and sick. I was hurting inside at my wife's willing, even eager betrayal of me, and though my throbbing cock betrayed my excitement, I was too upset to jerk myself off. Suddenly I was jolted by a loud female cry. I realised that this was Earl's first penetration of my wife's tight pussy, and my how she seemed to love it. Very soon I began to hear little gasps and cries coming from her, as her new lover began to move inside her. This made me feel even worse, as sex between Jenny and myself had always been quick and in silence. This however was anything but quick. For over half an hour it went on, with my wife's cries becoming louder and more urgent, as she begged him to make her come. He certainly did that. With a loud scream that must have woken the neighbours, my wife reached a powerful orgasm, shortly followed by a loud grunt from Earl as he emptied his load into her belly. It went a little quirt after that, though I could hear the mumbled sounds that lovers make as they come down from their sexual high. To my amazement the noises started again after a very short time, and I realised that they were fucking again. So much for my hope that Jenny would not enjoy sex with him! I must have got to sl**p eventually, because when I woke it was light. As I came to my senses, I heard the now familiar sounds of sexual ecstasy from my wife next door. They must have been fucking all night, and the best I had managed with Jenny was twice in a night. A short while after they had finished, I heard them leave the bedroom and go downstairs. When I followed, a minute or two later, they were at the front door. My wife was in her short, navy blue robe, kissing the fully dressed Earl with a passion she had never showed me. As she heard me, she turned and gave me a self-satisfied smile before returning to give her lover another open-mouthed kiss. I went to the kitchen to make some coffee, and after a couple of minutes, the door closed and Jenny sauntered into the kitchen. "Was that enough humiliation for you little dick?" she taunted. "Having to listen to another man giving your wife multiple orgasms when you have never given her even one? Or watching her kissing her lover goodbye, while she tells him he can fuck her anytime he wants? Tell me, how does it feel to be a cuckold?" I just hung my head and said nothing, as she laughed at me derisively. "Get on your knees Michael", she ordered, after she stopped laughing. "What are you talking about?" I snapped, feeling irritated. "Do you want me to pack my bags and walk out of here right now?" she replied sternly. "Oh no", I protested, changing my attitude completely. "I could not bear that, I love you so desperately!" I quickly knelt before her as I had been told. As I did so, Jenny lifted her robe up to her waist and parted her legs, revealing her puffy, cum-filled pussy and matted pubic hair. "You see Michael", she continued. "A man far superior to you has spent the night fucking your wife in a way you never could, and filling her willing pussy with his superior potent black cum. As a cuckold, your duty is to suck the cum out of your wife and get her pussy spotlessly clean, to acknowledge your inferior wimp cuckold status. Now I suggest you start licking and get used to the taste of my lover's' juice, because you are going to be swallowing a lot of it in the future"." I held the back of Jenny's thighs as I gingerly pushed my tongue into her sopping cunt. The smell was overpowering, and the taste of cum made me want to heave. I was not able to stop however, as my wife had put her hand on my head and started grinding her pussy into my mouth. "Don't waste any cumsucker", she laughed. "Earl spent a lot of effort putting it in there for you!" After that, the rest of the weekend was very quiet. We did not go out, and Jenny spent the whole time dressed in just one very short robe or another, showing plenty of flesh and making me very horny, particularly considering my recent enf***ed abstinence. I tried several times during the weekend to have sex with her, but she refused point blank, saying Earl's rigorous fucking had made her very sore. That did not stop her continuing to have us sl**ping naked together. Neither did it stop her giving me a big kiss last thing at night, forcing her tongue into my mouth and pressing her naked body hard against me until I was hard and throbbing, and then turning away from me with a cruel laugh. On Monday, things were fairly quiet between Earl and I at work, though he did keep giving me insolent "I have fucked your wife" grins throughout the morning. Early in the afternoon, the office door opened, and I turned to see Jenny standing there. She was wearing a tiny top with no bra, and her nipples were poking obscenely through the material. There was a gap between that and the very short skirt she was wearing, exposing her smooth white stomach. Her legs were bare, and she wore open-toed sandals that showed off her painted toenails. I had never seen her looking so sexy. Completely ignoring me, she ran over to Earl and gave him a big French kiss, which he returned with great enthusiasm. "You bastard!" she laughed, when they finally broke away. "After the fucking you gave me on Friday, I have spent the whole weekend just thinking about you and your monster black cock. I need it again badly, so I want you to come round tonight". She emphasised her need by lewdly running her hand up and down his crotch. "I'll be there baby", he assured her. "I've been thinking a lot about that tight white pussy of yours too!" "Good", Jenny responded. "Come back with him after work". Then she kissed him again warmly and left, without a single word to me. The whole afternoon was spent with Earl taunting me, telling me exactly what he was going to do to my wife in my bed. He even followed me when I went for a piss, taking out his huge cock to gleefully show me what my wife would be getting that night. The moment I saw it, I knew I would never be able to persuade my wife to dump him and make do with what I had to offer. When we arrived home, Jenny was barefoot, in a short, transparent black nightie she had obviously bought especially for the occasion. With eyes only for her black lover, she threw her arms round him and kissed him hard. When they broke off I went to kiss her myself, but her cold stare prevented that. She announced that dinner was ready, and invited Earl to sit and told me to get him a beer. "Thanks boss", he said, as I handed him the beer, managing to make "boss" sound like an insult. "You don't need to call him boss here" my wife chided him. "Hell, you are going to be fucking his wife later on, in his bed! He may be your boss at work, but when you are in this house you are master of it, and I am your woman exclusively. You know that when we get in that bedroom, I will do anything for you provided I end up with that black monster between my legs!" They both laughed uproariously at this, while I squirmed in my chair. Dinner was spent with me being ignored once again, as they touched, kissed and laughed together. They even did the washing up together, so they could carry on kissing and cuddling and whispering sweet nothings to one another. When they had finished, they returned to the lounge where I was sitting. "What do you think baby", Earl enquired. "Shall we make him watch?" "Better than that", responded Jenny. "We will have him help out. Come on wimp, it's fuck time." We all went straight up to the bedroom, and Earl and my wife began to undress one another. I too was told to strip and await instructions. Once we were all naked, Earl and my wife sat next to each other on the bed and began kissing. Jenny motioned me between her legs, so I could start getting her pussy nice and wet for her lover. It seemed a bit unnecessary to me, because she was already soaking wet from the anticipation of what she was going to get. After a few minutes, Jenny stopped me, and then shocked me with her next instruction. "Now take Earl's cock in your hand and suck him nice and hard for me. I want him stiff and wet so he can slide easily into my pussy." "You can't be serious", I pleaded. "You know I am not gay, I could never suck another man's cock." "Listen sissy boy", she hissed. "He is your superior, and is giving your wife the sex that you cannot. You will show him gratitude and respect in the appropriate way, or the two of us will beat the shit out of you! Now take his cock and kiss the head a few times before taking it in your mouth." Feeling disgusted and sick, I did as Jenny ordered. I kissed his cock at least a dozen times telling him on Jenny's orders that he had a magnificent stiff dick, and that I was glad my wife was to get the fucking she properly deserved. "It really stretches your lips doesn't it?" my wife taunted, as I struggled to suck on the thick black meat. "Imagine what that does to my pussy, it's no wonder he has me screaming with delight is it?" I continued to suck Earl for several minutes, having been told by my wife not to forget to pay attention to his big, hairy cum-filled balls. Eventually, both were satisfied, and Jenny lay on the bed with her legs spread wide. "Put him into me", she whispered, and I was f***ed to take his cock and slide it into the open pussy that had been denied to me for weeks. "Oh God," she gasped, looking into Earl's eyes. "It feels so fucking good having you filling me so full and stretching me so wide. I'm all yours baby, show him how a black stud fucks his married white slut, show him how he has lost his wife to a superior black lover!" All the familiar feelings of sickness and jealously rose up in me, as Earl started to move f***efully in and out of my wife's pussy. Soon she was gasping and pleading for more, as he brought out the sexual a****l in her, As the pleasure increased, she wrapped her gorgeous legs around his strong back, pushing against his thrusts and crying out. "Tell him Earl", she gasped. "Tell him how you have made a real woman of me with your manly black cock. Tell him you have made me your woman, and that he can't have me any more!" "That's right little dick", he confirmed, turning to me without breaking his stroke. "The best you can hope for is to jerk yourself off, imagining me in your bed up to my balls in your slut wife's black-loving pussy!" "Yeah, get used to it", my wife added breathlessly. "You are going to be a celibate cuckold, to a cock crazy black man's whore!" The two of them laughed at my shocked expression, as the enormity of their words hit me. I am sure that added to the power of the orgasm they both had shortly afterwards. It will come as no surprise to you that, after they had come down from their high, I was made to suck Earl's cum out of my well-fucked wife, and then lick her juices and his cum off his now flaccid cock while the two of them called me all the white, cum lapping cocksuckers under the sun. That done, I was sent to "my" room. As I was closing the door, I heard my wife ask Earl if he would fuck her in the ass, yet another thing that had been denied to me despite my regular pleading. Having got into bed, I was made to endure the sound of my wife squealing for a long time, as Earl rammed her virgin asshole. Shortly after it all went quiet, my door opened and Jenny entered. Without a word, she climbed on the bed, squatted over my face and pulled her ass cheeks apart. "Somewhere new for you to lick cum out of", she laughed, as I pushed my tongue into her slime-filled asshole. When she was satisfied that I had cleaned all of Earl's cum out of her, Jenny jumped off the bed and looked down at me. "Not bad", she grinned. "In one night we have turned you into a cocksucker and an asslicker! I wonder how much more humiliation you have to come." In the weeks to come, Earl was a regular visitor to our home. He had sole rights to my wife's pussy, and either I was made to watch and clean up after them, or listen from next door as they fucked the night away. When Earl was not around, Jenny cruelly continued her cock teasing of me, flaunting her body and telling me I could look to see what I was missing, but not touch. We continued to sl**p naked together, and she would drive me to a frenzy every night, getting me stiff but unsatisfied. "Am I getting you too excited?" she would taunt. "Well you had better go and dribble your weedy cum into the toilet, while you imagine your wife on her knees sucking on her black master's cock!" To my shame, I would do exactly that, with my wife's laughter ringing in my ears. A short while later, Jenny told me to book a two-week holiday at a secluded villa in Italy. Naively, I told her I could not get the time off. "Don't be silly", she scoffed. "It's for Earl and me, and you are paying. We have decided we want a whole two weeks together, just the two of us 24 hours a day." I dutifully booked the holiday, not believing how low I had let myself sink. On the day, the two of them were all packed and ready to go, when my wife gave me another surprise. Producing a cock cage, she told me I would have to wear it while she was away as she did not want me straying. "Besides", she added. "I like the idea of you sitting here at home totally frustrated with full balls, while I am out there doing everything I can to empty Earl's into my mouth, pussy and ass." So there I was, spending a very frustrating fortnight while my lovely wife was getting all the sex she could handle. It was a very long two weeks, I can tell you. Jenny finally got back very late on a Sunday night; in fact I was in bed. I heard her coming up the stairs, and it was obvious she was alone. She came into the bedroom sporting a deep tan, and a new short hairstyle. "Do you like it?" she asked, without any preamble. "Earl likes it better like this, and he's the boss isn't he? Look, I have a couple of other things to show you." As she removed her clothing the first thing I noticed was that her tan was all over. She had probably spent the whole two weeks naked lapping up the sun with her lover. She came closer, and I could see that her pussy was shaved bare, and she had what appeared to be writing above it. She reached the bed, grabbed my hair and pulled my face up close. The words read "Black cock only". "That's not all", she laughed, as she showed me her upper left arm. It was a tattoo of a heart, with the name "Earl" in fancy writing underneath. "Now I really feel that I belong to him", she explained. Especially now he has made me throw my wedding ring away." I looked at her left hand, and saw that she had indeed removed the evidence of our marriage. She slid into bed next to me, and put her hand on the cage. "How was it, wearing that for two weeks?" she asked. "Was it really frustrating, knowing your wife was getting banged several times a day, while you couldn't even come?" "It has been awful, and painful", I replied. "Would you please take it off?" "Of course", she replied, with an evil grin. "You must be dying to jerk yourself off!" I think it might be fun to leave it on for another couple of weeks. It will be much more frustrating for you now I am here to flaunt my sexy body in front of you." As she removed the cage, I begged my wife to let me have sex with her just this once, as my frustration was unbearable. She grabbed my head, and f***ed it down between her legs. "Read my pussy little dick", she laughed. "Black cock only. While you are down there, you can start lapping my pussy and give me a nice cum. I have missed your tongue for the last couple of weeks." As I lapped away with my frustrated cock rigid, Jenny made an announcement. "Earl and I have achieved your ultimate humiliation", she told me. "He has put a black baby in your wife's belly. Very soon everyone will know that I have been bred by a black man, and that you are my cuckold." I continued lapping at my wife's pussy, unsuccessfully trying to stop myself sobbing. "Oh let it out Home By Author By Title By Date Most Popular Forum FAQ Dark Cavern Submit Your Stories More Stories By This Author | Printable Version After returning from a party, I lay naked on the bed next to Jenny, my beautiful bride of six months. As I looked at her, with her flaming red, shoulder length hair and milky-white curvy body, I felt like the luckiest man in the world. The last six months had been the happiest time in my life for me, Jenny and I had seemed to get on so well. Sure, she was the strong one in the partnership, and it was always her who got her way when push came to shove. But that was fine with me, because I loved her so desperately. Jenny was younger than I, 22 to my 29, and though not a virgin when we married she was fairly inexperienced. I put her apparent reluctance to have sex after the first couple of weeks down to this, and had resolved to be patient with her until she became used to me and began to relax and enjoy it. On this night though, aroused by her naked body and my tongue loosened by drink, I brought up the subject of sex and made what I now know was the biggest mistake of my life. I blurted out that my biggest fantasy was for her to be fucked by a big, well- endowed man. I told her that the humiliation of having that happen turned me on enormously. On hearing this, she just smiled and took my cock in her hand, stroking it gently. "That doesn't surprise me Michael", she began. "After all, you are pretty useless in bed aren't you, with your miserable excuse for a prick? A twelve year old boy could satisfy me better than you." I was stung by her scornful words, but my cock twitched violently in her hand. "Boy, you really do get turned on by humiliation", she sniggered. "Maybe this is the right time for me to tell you what a perverted, inadequate little wimp you really are, with your tiny dick and your premature ejaculation problem." My cock jumped again. "I think you have the right idea", she continued. "Now is the right time for me to find another man, perhaps a big black stud with a ten inch cock. We could make you stand and watch while he fucks me senseless, and shows you up for what you are, a useless sissy boy not fit to lick my ass!" Although my cock was now throbbing visibly in my wife's little hand, at her derogatory words and the vision of what she was suggesting, I began to have doubts. I was shocked at this sudden change in her attitude, and the venom of her tone. If she really meant what she just said, her taking a big-cocked lover could mean losing her for good. I could not bear the thought of that, and tried to pass it off as a joke, saying these things were best kept as fantasies. "I don't agree", she snapped, coldly. "In fact, I am really warming to the idea. So much so, that I can tell you now that you will not get to fuck me again until another man has had me. I shall be on the lookout for a suitable lover starting tomorrow, You want humiliation Michael, well you are certainly going to get it!" With that, she let go of my erect cock, and turned over to go to sl**p. I spent a sl**pless night worrying about the future of my marriage. Jenny kept to her word. Whenever we went out over the next couple of weeks, she would spend her time looking round for suitable men to fuck her. She would taunt me with comments like "I bet he has a huge cock" or "I could imagine him between my thighs". All during this time she emphatically refused me any sexual contact, although she would parade around the house scantily-clad and make me sl**p naked in bed next to her every night. "Frustrating isn't it?" she asked one night, having just given me a deep kiss and pressed her soft, naked body up against me. "Maybe things will get better for you when I have found the right man to fuck me." "Can't we just forget all about this?" I pleaded. "Let's just get back to the way we were." "Oh no", she insisted. "You started all this, and I am going to finish it. A couple of the girls told me about a club called Soulmates, apparently it is a great place for picking up men, particularly black men. We are going there on Friday night". This club was the last place I wanted to go, because I knew it was a favourite haunt of a lot of the employees at the company I worked for. I certainly did not want any of them seeing my wife trying to pick up a man, it would be all over the company by Monday morning. However, Jenny insisted, and as usual got her way. When we entered the club, I looked around nervously, hoping I would not see anybody I recognised. Thankfully, there was not, so I got us a drink at the bar and we found a table. Jenny's eyes were everywhere, trying to search out a suitable stud, while I sat quietly feeling miserable and frustrated. Finally, Jenny poked me and asked if I knew who the beautiful big black man standing alone at the bar was. I turned to look, and froze. "No, no", I spluttered. "He would not be right. That's Earl, my assistant at work, the guy I share an office with." "On the contrary", she smiled. "I think he might be just right. Well don't just sit there, take me over and introduce me!" I pleaded and pleaded with Jenny that this was a terrible idea, and that I could finish up being the laughing stock of my company. She just grinned, saying it would all be part of the humiliation that I seemed to crave, and dragged me reluctantly towards the bar. As we reached it, Earl turned and recognised me. I have to admit that he is a good-looking guy, 6'5" tall, with wide shoulders and a huge chest, and at 22 the same age as my wife. He smiled warmly at Jenny, and took her hand as I introduced them. "Pleased to meet you Earl", my wife said sweetly, her eyes sparkling. "My, you are looking good tonight!" "You are looking pretty amazing yourself", he replied, taking in the huge amount of cleavage and thigh her tiny black dress was offering. Jenny invited Earl back to our table, and soon became involved in animated discussion with him, to the total exclusion of yours truly. I had hoped that they would not get on, but even at this early stage it was obvious there was a strong sexual attraction between them. After a while, Earl asked Jenny if she would like to dance, and she eagerly accepted. I watched them as, at first they danced a little way apart, and then close together when the slow dancing began. I got increasingly jealous as they got closer and closer, with my wife's arms d****d around his neck, and I felt physically sick as they began openly kissing on the dancefloor right in front of my gaze. I think I knew then what was coming next. Eventually they came back to the table, and Jenny announced that we were leaving. My arrogant assistant looked at me with a contemptuous smile, as my wife told me of her plans. "Earl is going to spend the night with us", she announced. "Or to be more accurate, with me. I have told him that you get off on humiliation, and that having your wife fucked in your own bed by a real man would have your minuscule dick standing to attention. I can assure you Michael that, from what I felt on the dancefloor, Earl is the real man I have been looking for!" "I have had no complaints", boasted the black man. "Don't worry Boss, I will see that your wife has the night of her life!" Jenny giggled as she and her soon to be new lover walked hand in hand ahead of me towards our car. I got in and drove, while Jenny and Earl got in the back. It was not long before I could hear passionate kissing from the pair of them, and then I heard the sound of a zip being pulled down. "My God Earl!" I heard Jenny gasp. "I knew it was big, but this is magnificent! Put your foot down Michael, I need this monster inside me soon! Would you like me to suck you a little bit Earl, to get you ready for me?" "I thought you said you didn't like sucking cock", I protested. "I meant your little boy's cock", she replied cruelly. "This is a real man's cock, it is meant to have a woman's lips stretched round it!" I looked in the mirror, and saw my wife's head disappear. The car was soon filled with the sound of my wife sucking her black stud like a cheap whore. This continued for the five minutes it took to reach our home. Once inside, Jenny dragged Earl upstairs to our bedroom, with me just behind. I went to enter the bedroom with them, but Jenny stopped me. "Oh no you don't", she said. "Earl and I want to be alone tonight to get to know each other. You go and sl**p in the spare room next door". With that, they went inside and closed the door. Hearing their laughter, I trotted off to the spare room, feeling like an outsider in my own home. As I got into bed, I realised how thin the walls were in our house. I could quite clearly hear the two of them laughing and giggling for several minutes. It then went quiet, and I realised they were now engaging in foreplay. I could not get the visions of his big black hands mauling my wife's big white tits, or his cock crammed into her pretty mouth. This was all my fault; it was what I said I wanted. When it came to it though, I just felt jealous and sick. I was hurting inside at my wife's willing, even eager betrayal of me, and though my throbbing cock betrayed my excitement, I was too upset to jerk myself off. Suddenly I was jolted by a loud female cry. I realised that this was Earl's first penetration of my wife's tight pussy, and my how she seemed to love it. Very soon I began to hear little gasps and cries coming from her, as her new lover began to move inside her. This made me feel even worse, as sex between Jenny and myself had always been quick and in silence. This however was anything but quick. For over half an hour it went on, with my wife's cries becoming louder and more urgent, as she begged him to make her come. He certainly did that. With a loud scream that must have woken the neighbours, my wife reached a powerful orgasm, shortly followed by a loud grunt from Earl as he emptied his load into her belly. It went a little quirt after that, though I could hear the mumbled sounds that lovers make as they come down from their sexual high. To my amazement the noises started again after a very short time, and I realised that they were fucking again. So much for my hope that Jenny would not enjoy sex with him! I must have got to sl**p eventually, because when I woke it was light. As I came to my senses, I heard the now familiar sounds of sexual ecstasy from my wife next door. They must have been fucking all night, and the best I had managed with Jenny was twice in a night. A short while after they had finished, I heard them leave the bedroom and go downstairs. When I followed, a minute or two later, they were at the front door. My wife was in her short, navy blue robe, kissing the fully dressed Earl with a passion she had never showed me. As she heard me, she turned and gave me a self-satisfied smile before returning to give her lover another open-mouthed kiss. I went to the kitchen to make some coffee, and after a couple of minutes, the door closed and Jenny sauntered into the kitchen. "Was that enough humiliation for you little dick?" she taunted. "Having to listen to another man giving your wife multiple orgasms when you have never given her even one? Or watching her kissing her lover goodbye, while she tells him he can fuck her anytime he wants? Tell me, how does it feel to be a cuckold?" I just hung my head and said nothing, as she laughed at me derisively. "Get on your knees Michael", she ordered, after she stopped laughing. "What are you talking about?" I snapped, feeling irritated. "Do you want me to pack my bags and walk out of here right now?" she replied sternly. "Oh no", I protested, changing my attitude completely. "I could not bear that, I love you so desperately!" I quickly knelt before her as I had been told. As I did so, Jenny lifted her robe up to her waist and parted her legs, revealing her puffy, cum-filled pussy and matted pubic hair. "You see Michael", she continued. "A man far superior to you has spent the night fucking your wife in a way you never could, and filling her willing pussy with his superior potent black cum. As a cuckold, your duty is to suck the cum out of your wife and get her pussy spotlessly clean, to acknowledge your inferior wimp cuckold status. Now I suggest you start licking and get used to the taste of my lover's' juice, because you are going to be swallowing a lot of it in the future"." I held the back of Jenny's thighs as I gingerly pushed my tongue into her sopping cunt. The smell was overpowering, and the taste of cum made me want to heave. I was not able to stop however, as my wife had put her hand on my head and started grinding her pussy into my mouth. "Don't waste any cumsucker", she laughed. "Earl spent a lot of effort putting it in there for you!" After that, the rest of the weekend was very quiet. We did not go out, and Jenny spent the whole time dressed in just one very short robe or another, showing plenty of flesh and making me very horny, particularly considering my recent enf***ed abstinence. I tried several times during the weekend to have sex with her, but she refused point blank, saying Earl's rigorous fucking had made her very sore. That did not stop her continuing to have us sl**ping naked together. Neither did it stop her giving me a big kiss last thing at night, forcing her tongue into my mouth and pressing her naked body hard against me until I was hard and throbbing, and then turning away from me with a cruel laugh. On Monday, things were fairly quiet between Earl and I at work, though he did keep giving me insolent "I have fucked your wife" grins throughout the morning. Early in the afternoon, the office door opened, and I turned to see Jenny standing there. She was wearing a tiny top with no bra, and her nipples were poking obscenely through the material. There was a gap between that and the very short skirt she was wearing, exposing her smooth white stomach. Her legs were bare, and she wore open-toed sandals that showed off her painted toenails. I had never seen her looking so sexy. Completely ignoring me, she ran over to Earl and gave him a big French kiss, which he returned with great enthusiasm. "You bastard!" she laughed, when they finally broke away. "After the fucking you gave me on Friday, I have spent the whole weekend just thinking about you and your monster black cock. I need it again badly, so I want you to come round tonight". She emphasised her need by lewdly running her hand up and down his crotch. "I'll be there baby", he assured her. "I've been thinking a lot about that tight white pussy of yours too!" "Good", Jenny responded. "Come back with him after work". Then she kissed him again warmly and left, without a single word to me. The whole afternoon was spent with Earl taunting me, telling me exactly what he was going to do to my wife in my bed. He even followed me when I went for a piss, taking out his huge cock to gleefully show me what my wife would be getting that night. The moment I saw it, I knew I would never be able to persuade my wife to dump him and make do with what I had to offer. When we arrived home, Jenny was barefoot, in a short, transparent black nightie she had obviously bought especially for the occasion. With eyes only for her black lover, she threw her arms round him and kissed him hard. When they broke off I went to kiss her myself, but her cold stare prevented that. She announced that dinner was ready, and invited Earl to sit and told me to get him a beer. "Thanks boss", he said, as I handed him the beer, managing to make "boss" sound like an insult. "You don't need to call him boss here" my wife chided him. "Hell, you are going to be fucking his wife later on, in his bed! He may be your boss at work, but when you are in this house you are master of it, and I am your woman exclusively. You know that when we get in that bedroom, I will do anything for you provided I end up with that black monster between my legs!" They both laughed uproariously at this, while I squirmed in my chair. Dinner was spent with me being ignored once again, as they touched, kissed and laughed together. They even did the washing up together, so they could carry on kissing and cuddling and whispering sweet nothings to one another. When they had finished, they returned to the lounge where I was sitting. "What do you think baby", Earl enquired. "Shall we make him watch?" "Better than that", responded Jenny. "We will have him help out. Come on wimp, it's fuck time." We all went straight up to the bedroom, and Earl and my wife began to undress one another. I too was told to strip and await instructions. Once we were all naked, Earl and my wife sat next to each other on the bed and began kissing. Jenny motioned me between her legs, so I could start getting her pussy nice and wet for her lover. It seemed a bit unnecessary to me, because she was already soaking wet from the anticipation of what she was going to get. After a few minutes, Jenny stopped me, and then shocked me with her next instruction. "Now take Earl's cock in your hand and suck him nice and hard for me. I want him stiff and wet so he can slide easily into my pussy." "You can't be serious", I pleaded. "You know I am not gay, I could never suck another man's cock." "Listen sissy boy", she hissed. "He is your superior, and is giving your wife the sex that you cannot. You will show him gratitude and respect in the appropriate way, or the two of us will beat the shit out of you! Now take his cock and kiss the head a few times before taking it in your mouth." Feeling disgusted and sick, I did as Jenny ordered. I kissed his cock at least a dozen times telling him on Jenny's orders that he had a magnificent stiff dick, and that I was glad my wife was to get the fucking she properly deserved. "It really stretches your lips doesn't it?" my wife taunted, as I struggled to suck on the thick black meat. "Imagine what that does to my pussy, it's no wonder he has me screaming with delight is it?" I continued to suck Earl for several minutes, having been told by my wife not to forget to pay attention to his big, hairy cum-filled balls. Eventually, both were satisfied, and Jenny lay on the bed with her legs spread wide. "Put him into me", she whispered, and I was f***ed to take his cock and slide it into the open pussy that had been denied to me for weeks. "Oh God," she gasped, looking into Earl's eyes. "It feels so fucking good having you filling me so full and stretching me so wide. I'm all yours baby, show him how a black stud fucks his married white slut, show him how he has lost his wife to a superior black lover!" All the familiar feelings of sickness and jealously rose up in me, as Earl started to move f***efully in and out of my wife's pussy. Soon she was gasping and pleading for more, as he brought out the sexual a****l in her, As the pleasure increased, she wrapped her gorgeous legs around his strong back, pushing against his thrusts and crying out. "Tell him Earl", she gasped. "Tell him how you have made a real woman of me with your manly black cock. Tell him you have made me your woman, and that he can't have me any more!" "That's right little dick", he confirmed, turning to me without breaking his stroke. "The best you can hope for is to jerk yourself off, imagining me in your bed up to my balls in your slut wife's black-loving pussy!" "Yeah, get used to it", my wife added breathlessly. "You are going to be a celibate cuckold, to a cock crazy black man's whore!" The two of them laughed at my shocked expression, as the enormity of their words hit me. I am sure that added to the power of the orgasm they both had shortly afterwards. It will come as no surprise to you that, after they had come down from their high, I was made to suck Earl's cum out of my well-fucked wife, and then lick her juices and his cum off his now flaccid cock while the two of them called me all the white, cum lapping cocksuckers under the sun. That done, I was sent to "my" room. As I was closing the door, I heard my wife ask Earl if he would fuck her in the ass, yet another thing that had been denied to me despite my regular pleading. Having got into bed, I was made to endure the sound of my wife squealing for a long time, as Earl rammed her virgin asshole. Shortly after it all went quiet, my door opened and Jenny entered. Without a word, she climbed on the bed, squatted over my face and pulled her ass cheeks apart. "Somewhere new for you to lick cum out of", she laughed, as I pushed my tongue into her slime-filled asshole. When she was satisfied that I had cleaned all of Earl's cum out of her, Jenny jumped off the bed and looked down at me. "Not bad", she grinned. "In one night we have turned you into a cocksucker and an asslicker! I wonder how much more humiliation you have to come." In the weeks to come, Earl was a regular visitor to our home. He had sole rights to my wife's pussy, and either I was made to watch and clean up after them, or listen from next door as they fucked the night away. When Earl was not around, Jenny cruelly continued her cock teasing of me, flaunting her body and telling me I could look to see what I was missing, but not touch. We continued to sl**p naked together, and she would drive me to a frenzy every night, getting me stiff but unsatisfied. "Am I getting you too excited?" she would taunt. "Well you had better go and dribble your weedy cum into the toilet, while you imagine your wife on her knees sucking on her black master's cock!" To my shame, I would do exactly that, with my wife's laughter ringing in my ears. A short while later, Jenny told me to book a two-week holiday at a secluded villa in Italy. Naively, I told her I could not get the time off. "Don't be silly", she scoffed. "It's for Earl and me, and you are paying. We have decided we want a whole two weeks together, just the two of us 24 hours a day." I dutifully booked the holiday, not believing how low I had let myself sink. On the day, the two of them were all packed and ready to go, when my wife gave me another surprise. Producing a cock cage, she told me I would have to wear it while she was away as she did not want me straying. "Besides", she added. "I like the idea of you sitting here at home totally frustrated with full balls, while I am out there doing everything I can to empty Earl's into my mouth, pussy and ass." So there I was, spending a very frustrating fortnight while my lovely wife was getting all the sex she could handle. It was a very long two weeks, I can tell you. Jenny finally got back very late on a Sunday night; in fact I was in bed. I heard her coming up the stairs, and it was obvious she was alone. She came into the bedroom sporting a deep tan, and a new short hairstyle. "Do you like it?" she asked, without any preamble. "Earl likes it better like this, and he's the boss isn't he? Look, I have a couple of other things to show you." As she removed her clothing the first thing I noticed was that her tan was all over. She had probably spent the whole two weeks naked lapping up the sun with her lover. She came closer, and I could see that her pussy was shaved bare, and she had what appeared to be writing above it. She reached the bed, grabbed my hair and pulled my face up close. The words read "Black cock only". "That's not all", she laughed, as she showed me her upper left arm. It was a tattoo of a heart, with the name "Earl" in fancy writing underneath. "Now I really feel that I belong to him", she explained. Especially now he has made me throw my wedding ring away." I looked at her left hand, and saw that she had indeed removed the evidence of our marriage. She slid into bed next to me, and put her hand on the cage. "How was it, wearing that for two weeks?" she asked. "Was it really frustrating, knowing your wife was getting banged several times a day, while you couldn't even come?" "It has been awful, and painful", I replied. "Would you please take it off?" "Of course", she replied, with an evil grin. "You must be dying to jerk yourself off!" I think it might be fun to leave it on for another couple of weeks. It will be much more frustrating for you now I am here to flaunt my sexy body in front of you." As she removed the cage, I begged my wife to let me have sex with her just this once, as my frustration was unbearable. She grabbed my head, and f***ed it down between her legs. "Read my pussy little dick", she laughed. "Black cock only. While you are down there, you can start lapping my pussy and give me a nice cum. I have missed your tongue for the last couple of weeks." As I lapped away with my frustrated cock rigid, Jenny made an announcement. "Earl and I have achieved your ultimate humiliation", she told me. "He has put a black baby in your wife's belly. Very soon everyone will know that I have been bred by a black man, and that you are my cuckold." I continued lapping at my wife's pussy, unsuccessfully trying to stop myself sobbing. "Oh let it out Michael", Jenny laughed. "You know how much pleasure I get out of seeing you cry!" I couldn't believe how the woman I loved so desperately could change so much, and in such a short time turn me into a snivelling, cuckold wimp. Michael", Jenny laughed. "You know how much pleasure I get out of seeing you cry!" I couldn't believe how the woman I loved so desperately could change so much, and in such a short time turn me into a snivelling, cuckold wimp.
  7. I read online of a Dominant bull insisting that the husband start regularly taking his wife's birth control tablets. The effect on the man was that his sex drive was depleted and he was unable to get erections. This meant that the wife had to be satisfied by the bull and wanted him more often. The cuck was happy because he didn't feel the need for sex anymore and could focus on more important things in his life. I wondered if any other members have experienced this and if it worked?
  8. What if you see your wife in this Position.....
  9. To my fellow cucks out there, recently we've purchased a chastity cage. I was wondering which ones all of you have and what you like about them, what would you change? Currently I have the Bastille Cage from Imperia.
  10. MY WIFE LIZ RIDING HER BULL --HOPE YOU ENJOY --LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK LIZ IS BULL OWNED FUNnew.mp4
  11. MY WIFE - A SEXUAL HISTORY FROM 18 YEARS OF AGE TO HER MID 40'S My wife Sarah is in her mid 40's and we have been married nearly 20 years. I have known her since her mid-teens but we got together when she was 20 years of age and it was then that I first got to fuck her. I have included two pictures of her when she was in her early 20's. A third picture of her taken earlier this year was taken in a hotel room where she was to have sex with another man while I watched. The purpose of the photos is to give you some idea as to her history and what she looked like when she was younger and what she looks like now. Sarah has always enjoyed showing off her body, whether it be by being naked or semi naked on a beach, by me photographing her or by some of the clothes she has worn. She has always been aware that men have found her and still find her attractive and it has always been a turn on for her. But it was not until her late 30's that she had sex with another man while I watched. I had fantasised for many years about watching my wife have sex with another man. The fantasy always involved a well endowed man because it was one of the justifications in my mind for it to happen. I am not overly endowed in size. My penis is average in size, maybe a bit smaller than average, so I always wondered how she would handle having sex with a man who had a big cock. What would she do, what it would be like to watch and listen. How would her firm hard body cope. I originally introduced my fantasy as role play in our bedroom. Over time Sarah warmed to it, actually instigating sex with me where she pretended she was having sex with another man while I watched. Often it was me standing at or beside the foot of the bed watching her work herself over with one of our dildoes. From there it developed into online chat with men where we would seek men out who might be interested in having sex with her. We often would send them a picture or two, no face, but enough to get their feedback. It aroused Sarah immensely to hear some of their comments. Soon she was doing webcam, masturbating for men, again no face for privacy reasons. She would watch in turn as they masturbated on cam for her. She would always have a huge orgasm and our sex that followed was always very intense. These encounters on the web broke down her inhibitions, sexually aroused her to a new level and eventually led to her being shared for the first time. There are many explicit photos of Sarah both from her younger years and more current photos from her encounters with other men. If there is interest I will continue to post pictures and the next installment in our story will commence at the beginning with Sarah at 18 years of age.
  12. We are racial cuckold couple here. Looking for long term white bull, as our bull is about to leave HK.
  13. From the album My Beautiful Wife

    We met this guy from Craigslist. He was a very dominant bull. He insisted on riding my wife bareback, and just before he got off he told me to message his balls. It was cool feeling them swell as he got closer and closer to an orgasm. I could feel his balls and cock pulsating as he shot his seed deep inside my wife.
  14. The hottest experience my wife and ever have had was when she found a bull that became fairly regular. Generally, he spent most weekends over at out house fucking her endlessly. While I'm not a small cock'd cuck like some, I'm about average. This guy was young and quite hung. I suppose for this situation the mental stimulation was far more exciting than the sex itself. Many nights he left her too sore that when i tried to slide my cock in her messy cum filled pussy she pushed me away.The denial was incredible. Her laying there full of his cum from multiple rounds and me not being able to enter her. Times I did get to have her after he has worked her to the point that I could barely stay in her as I pumped his cum would ooze out and slip my cock out. Many times I ended up just using his cum to lube up and stroke myself in between fucking her so i could get off. It was as if my cock knew it had been defeated by a better cock and alpha cum and there was no use trying to compete. Eventually it came to the point that I would slip out of the bedroom and jerk off while they fucked. I can't tell you how many times I thought, jerking off in the bathroom while the fucked, how I was wasting my seed into tissue while his was flooding her. It was incredibly hot seeing how over the months she was less interested in us fucking and she depended on him more often to get off. She did eventually become pregnant from him, and to be honest, I was quite okay with that. It certainly was a huge mind trip accepting my beta role to his alpha one in our sex life.
  15. I need help. I am 54 and my wife is 51, and she is still very hot. We have been married 25 years. How can I raise this topic with her for the first time in a way that will not leave me cringing in shame (or her thinking I am insane) if she reacts negatively? I have fantasized about this for years, but am getting more desperate about screwing up the courage to raise it.
  16. Anyone or any couple want to cuckold fantasy in istanbul? Plese write me; nothing_imposible@hotmail.com.tr Best Regards
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    Some pics that I found online, and captioned. Feel free to add your own.
  18. Here are some photos over the years of my girlfriend then wife. Her name is Sarah. Let us know what you think of her. You can follow our story in the Cuckold Stories forum.
  19. Addicted to cock and never satisfied the only thing left to do was a gangbang. She was wanting and willing and we took these pics that we were going to post for an ad or profile. It never happened but it wasn't because she was not wanting or willing
  20. What's up everyone? Here's a few photos of my thick slutwife sitting on her sissy boy's face while her boytoy fucks her. Let me know what you think.
  21. First time posting. Hope all goes well. When I was in my mid twenties my girlfriend at the time and I would often go to Le Trapeze in NYC. My biggest turn on was to watch her with older guys, say 40+ years old. She would suck their cocks while I watched. She wouldn't let any have intercourse but I always got really hot watching. I would usually pick out the guys but occasionally she would nudge me with her elbow if she saw a guy that turned her on. They would of course be the guys with the biggest cocks. I used to get so hot when she would slide over and after a minute or two of small talk start to handle them and them start her oral service. She was an incredible cock sucker and a lot of old guys found that out. I found I would be particularly turned on if the wives of these guys would either not initiate action with me or only stroke me while I watched. Sometimes the wives would smile at me while they stroked me and ask if I was turned on. On several occasions I would ask them to do the same to me and they would either refuse or just say something like "lets just enjoy the show" I found that very humiliating but extremely erotic and exciting at the same time. On one occasion the wife spread her legs and told me to lick her as she wanted to be pleasured while watching her husband get sucked. That was a huge turn on. Anyone have similar interests or experiences ?
  22. I would love to watch another man fuck my wife. Who would like to fuck her??
  23. Still reeling from another complete cuckolding last night. Bernie was fucked soundly by her friends husband on the kitchen floor right in front of me. We were all fooling around drinking...Later I returned from the bathroom to see Kevin forcing Bernie to her knees in front of him and making her suck his 9 inch Alpha cock. He then pushed her down and stripped off. Watching her lie there lustfully waiting for him had my stomach in knots. She completely ignored me as Kevin climbed on top of her and drove his rock hard member deep into my wife. Kevins wife Sheri even pushed me out of the kitchen once they got going, but i managed to sneak in again in time to see Kevins sexy ass tighten up and blast his hot load into Bernie. They were kissing deeply and Bernies legs were locked around him pulling him deeper, her hands on his firm pumping ass cheeks I had too much to drink, and even though I was driven wild with lust and excitement I couldn't even get a hard on again. bernie just laughed at my plight as I frantically pulled at my smooth limp beta cock while watching them. As Kevin pulled out, Bernie told me to make myself useful and suck his cock clean...which I did. I felt like a total cuckold wimp...but I must confess I enjoyed sucking his meat and playing with his tight balls. He then made me suck his warm cum out of my wife as she squatted over me while snogging kevin. We went home at 2am, but I woke up at 4 and sucked Bernie off again. I was finally able to get a hard on, and she teased me about how big Kevin was and how much she enjoyed being fucked by him. She asked me could I feel his hot spunk all over my little cock as I fucked her. When she confessed she found my cock small and unsatisfying by comparison, I finally went over the edge and sent 2 short spurts of watery cum to add to kevins half pint of spunk deep inside her. So humiliating and erotic