Being a cuck

Be careful what you wish for. We have all heard it, but seldom pause to consider it's ture meaning. But in my life, it has become oh so true.

As a bit of background here is a little about my wife and I. When we met, she had never been with another man. She was mostly a shy and conservative type who believed in romance and monogamy.

I had not exactly been around the world sexually, but did have more experience than her. Plus, like many men, I certainly had more kinky desires than she had.

Over the first 13 years of our marriage, our sex life could best be described as repetitive. The same type things in the same type situation. One repeating theme was she was unable to cum with my cock inside her. Partly because I think she became used to the vibrator and partly because my cock is on the smaller size (5 1/2 inches and not thick).

Over that time we had shared fantasies, but never came close to enacting on them. Her main fantasy included being gang banged and one fantasy where she was being fucked while I licked her pussy. Mine included her being gang banged, some mild BDSM things, and some other kinks as well.

One day we started to have a frank discussion about our sex life, our satisfaction, and what could be done to spice it up. She stated very sternly that the idea of me having sex with another woman was not a turn on for her. The reality was the bigger turn on for both of us was the thought of her having sex with other men. We were both reluctant, however, given our status in life, sexual safety, etc. But we continued to chat about the possibility and the turn on was immense for both of us.

We turned online to see what opportunities might exist to find someone to make it all happen. We were discouraged in what we found (couples, bi women, and lots of unnatractive or old single men), but came accross the term "cuckold". Basically we learned it described a man who let his wife screw other men. Jokingly she called me a cuckold even without being with other men.

Little did I know, however, that she was doing much more research into the term, the practices, and the reality of having a cuckold. It was not until much later that I realized it's full meaning

During the next few weeks, Lisa continued to bring up various fantasies during our sex sessions, all with the basic theme of her having sex with other men. They ranged from the rather tame fantasies of a threesome to the more hardcore fantasies that involved things like me licking her pussy while she fucked, me being tied up while watching, and some other things. She would ask if I was turned on by her fantasies, and I always was. Often I was turned on more by her sudden openness and kinky thoughts than the actual acts she described.

We had a trip planned to Las Vegas, without the kids. It was this weekend that changed my life forever. One evening we had planned to go out to a night club. But as we started to get ready Lisa said we needed to talk. She told me that she was ready to make our fantasies come true if I was. I told her that I was. She then said she had been doing some research into the cuckold lifestyle and wanted to fully make me her cuck. I asked what all that meant and she told me basically she would be able to have sex with another man whenever she wanted and I may or may not be able to participate. The idea intrigued me and I told her I was turned on by the idea. What I would find out later, is she did not fully describe the kinkier side of the cuck lifestyle.

She then told me she had met a man from our home town, and they had agreed to meet here in Vegas. She stated that they had met at lunch one day to discuss details. He had been tested negative for all STD's and was informed of her intentions to find a regular fuck buddy. She stated they also discussed that I was ok with it. She stated he was waiting downstairs for her for dinner. During the entire conversation you must realize that I was 100% convinced this was all fantasy talk. Over the past few months Lisa had perfected the art of turning me on with various fantasies of her fucking other men. I figured this was no different.

She told me her plan was to dress me in panties, tie me up to a chair, leave for her "date" then come back and fuck him in front of me. By now her fantasy talk had me willing to do anything. So it was without thought that I stepped into a pair of red silk panties, let her duck tape my mouth, and tie me to the chair. At this point I was fully believing that she was carrying out a fantasy only to the point of driving me wild.

She then took out a camera, snapped some pictures of me tied up in panties, and headed out the door. I sat there, hard on filling my panties, expecting her to return any second and for us to have a wild fuck session. But she did not return, not for almost 2 hours anyway.

Sitting there, tied up, was not comfortable. After about 2 hours, I heard door starting to open. I was shocked when my wife Lisa walked in with a well dressed man in what appeared to be his mid 30's.

She introduced him as John, the man she told me about. She stated "John, this is my husband Mike". Obviously I could not shake his hand. Without introducing himself formally John walked over to me, bent down and whispered in my ear that he had a 8" fat cock and was going to fuck my wife like she has never had it before. Lisa then told me that from now on I was going to be her panty wearing cuckold.

With that, the two started to kiss. Within minutes John had Lisa's cloths off, save for her black thong. He was still fully dressed and pushed her to her knees. Like she had done it 1000 times before (which she had not) she began to unbuckle his belt and reached in taking out a very large hard cock and began to suck it.

Minutes later John picked up Lisa, laid her on the bed, and started to fuck her. I was conflicted on my feelings. Mentally I was not sure I liked the idea of being so useless and helpless, but my cock was leaking precum and soaking my panties. Most of the time while she was being fucked she was looking me directly in the eyes, but at one point she commented how cute I looked in wet panties.

Sounds fantastic, I'd be REALLY happy to hear more...
Fanatique de l'infidelite feminine

Suddenly, Lisa started to moan louder. I recognized that moan, she was about to cum. Only I had never heard that moan with my cock in her, only with toys and/or clitoral stimulation. She bucked a few times and came. I could see her hands and toes clenched in an orgasmic frenzy.

John had not cum yet, and the two moved to the table next to me. He bent her over and mad a show of entering her pussy right next to my face. About 3 minutes of hard fucking later, Lisa once again went into an orgasmic frenzy. Talk about confusing. On one hand I was jealous as hell that my wife could cum to another and not mine, on the other hand the offense was like an intocicating have that I needed more of.

A few short minutes later he said he was going to cum in a few minutes. He then asked Lisa if she still wanted him to cum where they had discussed. She looked directly at me and stated "sure, he . already has panties on, lets completely cuckold him". I assumed this meant he would cum on her face or even in her pussy, but I was wrong. He took out his cock and Lisa grabbed the camera. He brought his cock to within inches of my face. I suddenly felt a fear overcome me, he was going to cum on me. And I was helpless to do anything about it. Lisa was snapping pictures as he was jerking off and suddently the cum hit my face. It hit my forhead and cheek and the last shot went in my nose. After he was done my face was covered in his cum which was starting to drip down onto my stomach. Lisa was taking pictures the entire time.

They left me there, covered in his jizz, and started to get dressed. Lisa told me she was going to go gamble with John for a bit then come back. I lost track of time as they were gone. What I did not loose track of were my thoughts.

How could my wife have done that? We had discussed gang bangs and such, but never like this. I was not gay, she never stated she liked the idea of gay sex, yet here I sat with his jizz drying on my face and chest. And what was with the pictures. Mostly I was scared, scared that despite this total offense I felt a huge need to cum because I was so turned on.

She returned, this time by herself. She told me in a few minutes she would take my binds off, but first wanted to tell me something. She went into more detail about what my new life of a cuckold would be.

She told me that during her research she found that cuckolding a husband often meant many kinky things, including feminizing the husband. She told me that when she first read about how kinky it could get she was not interested but the idea kept in her mind and she decided to do it right. She told me she was sorry she decieved me a bit, but that it had to be done because she knew I would never have gone for it otherwise.

Lisa then made another confession. She told me that originally she had expected this might be a one time thing. She told me she could care less what I thought, but was not sure she would like it. But she said she liked it more than she ever could have thought. Especially, she said, having a big cock inside her. She then told me about the pictures. Origininally she said the pictures were only going to be for our permisteral use, but now she said her and John had different intentions. She told me that she loved me so much, but that this sexual experience had changed her. She said John now had the pictures and would e-mail them to my friends if I ever refused duties as a cuckold. I was mortified, the thought of my friends seeing me covered in cum wearing panties.

I was defeated. My shy conservative wife was now a big cock loving woman within a matter of hours. With that she said she was ready to take off my binds, but only if I agreed to take my first test as a "willing" cuck. She told me if i refused, she would call John and tell him to e-mail the pictures. Reluctantly I nodded my head.

She untied me, and took the duck tape off my mouth. She then told me I was to jack off inside the panties, and that after I had cum, I was to lick the panties clean. I hesitated to which Lisa said "I love you so much Mike, but I will make the call" as she started to pick up the phone. After everything that had just happened, I realized she was now telling the truth. It took a while to get hard, but I stroked myself to orgasm, took off the silk panties, and sucked my cum from them.

The rest of that weekend was tense. I had no idea how to interact with Lisa, nor do I think she was sure what to do. After all, she had not expected this to go beyond a one time episode.

She did tell me that in the next few weeks she would be talking to John and figure out where to go from here.

That two weeks was odd. Lisa acted as if nothing had happened. I was scared to mention a thing. One night, however, Lisa told me that John was coming over and we were going to talk things over. I assumed that meant that they would apologize and/or that they would tell me it would never happen again or something along those lines. I was wrong.

John arrived Friday night and came into the house like he owned it. We sat at the kitchen table and it was Lisa who first spoke. She told me that she loved me very much and could never imagine a better husband, but that she now knew what a real cock felt like. She told me she could not give that up. She reminded me not only that I tentatively agreed to be a cuckold, but that they had pictures that could ruin me. From there they outlined some general rules of my future life:

a) Lisa and John would continue to have sex, whenever they wanted. To keep things safe, John agreed to keep this relationship monagamous.

b) When they had sex, I may or may not be present, depending on their intentions. But if I was there I was going to be there in panties and maybe more and I would not get to have sex.

c) Speaking of sex, Lisa stated that she no longer wanted my small penis. She bluntly explained it this way. "You think Rosanne Barr is a fat ugly slop, you would not want to touch her, right". She explianed herself by saying that I was still a very attractive man to her, but now that she had a real penis she had no use for mine. Bluntly she concluded that I might never have intercourse with her again at least as long as John was around.

d) Part of being a cuckold would be to serve not only sexually, but in other ways. As an example, John said, if he was coming over for dinner I would have to cook and clean for them.

e) They pointed out that they would not be good cuckolders if they did not humiliate me. They stated they were not sure exactly what that meant, but that it would be determined over time

f) Sexually I was to do what they wish. Again they were not sure what that meant but stated that unless I went along with whatever they wanted the original pictures would be sent out.

At that point they asked what I thought. I was speechless. What was I supposed to think? The reality, however, was that I was ashamed that during their entire talk I was not repulsed, but had a raging pre-cum leaking hard on. I told them I needed some time to think.

Later I talked with Lisa. I figured if she could be brave enough to open up to me this way, I should do the same. I told her that I was both scared and turned on. I told her that I was confused how she could say she loved me and do this to me. She replied to me that she felt she was only doing what I wanted, ashamed I knew she was right. That night in Vegas was running through my head and I needed more offense like an holy wateric craves a beer. She also re-affirmed to me that to outsiders it would not look any different. She loved me intensely and did not want to loose me, and that this would be a sexual thing only.

So began my life as a cuckold. What will follow next is not really a chronological detail of my life, but rather discriptions of incidences that have happened along the way.

The weekend after that discussion, Lisa told me she was going out on Saturday evening with John. Going on a "date" meant she was going to fuck him. I started to ask details, figuring I was at least owed that. I was wrong.

Saturday night came and she left, kissing me on the cheek telling me she loved me. She returned several hours later. I asked what happened, again she told me it was none of her business. But she smelled of sex and I knew what had happened.

Sunday morning when we woke up she told me that her and John decided I would wear only panties all of the time. She threw out my other panties and told me I was to go shopping for panties. She told me that she had talked to the girl at the lingerie store last night (where John had bought her something) and stated that a man would be coming in to by 10-20 pairs of panties for him and set it up that it would be ok. I reminded her that she agreed to keep our arragement private and I would not do this, but she reminded me of pictures with cum dripping off my chin and won the arguement.

I arrived at the store and was told to ask for Holly. Holly was a younger girl. I had expected her to be shocked, disgusted, or laugh when she saw me knowing what I was after. But she was actually very professional. She helped me pick out various pairs of panties that would fit. While it was a humiliating experience, it was not as bad as I imagined. The most humiliating thing being that Holly stated she had instructions to fit me in a french maids outfit. Reluctantly I purchased the camisole and matching panties.

Sunday night the kids were at the grandparents. I arrived back home early evening to a note that said Lisa was running an errand but that her and John would be having dinner at our house and I was to cook for them. Further the letter went on, I was to dress in only the french maid outfit. Knowing that Lisa would continue to hold the pictures over me, I put on the french maid outfit and cooked dinner. Lisa arrived, entering the door and laughing at my "sissy ass" as she got ready for dinner. The doorbell rang and Lisa made me answer it dressed as the slutty maid. I opened the door and John said "Im going to call you Michelle, not Mike, from now on". Again he walked in the house like he owned the place.

Around the corner walked Lisa and the two entered into an erotic kiss, completely ignoring the fact that I was there.

I served them dinner, not able to eat at the same table. After dinner Lisa told me that I had been much better than she expected and for that I would be rewarded. My "reward" was that I would get to watch them have sex. At that time I was not sure if I wanted to see it or not, but my hard clitty cock told me I needed to watch.

For 20 minutes John ate Lisa's pussy. I was allowed to sit on the bed. But when I became so horny I reached over to touch her breasts she slapped my hand and told me to take my panty ass over to the corner. LIke a young in trouble, I went to the corner and watched them make love. Again she came, this time just once, but again just while he was fucking her. He came inside her. As I was standing there, in my french maid outfit, they told me I could masturbate over my panties. I came in a matter of minutes and they made me suck the cum off my panties then put them back on.

It had been several months since I was cuckolded. I had not had sex in that time and was needing sex. I told this to Lisa one day. She said she would consider it.

The next time John came over she told John that I had told her I wanted to fuck her and asked his thoughts. He wondered how bad I wanted to fuck her, and I told her really bad.

Lisa left to run to the grocery store leaving John and I alone. He then told me that he would let me fuck her if I proved just how much I wanted it. I was in my panties (thats all I am allowed to wear when the three of us are together in private). He told me I was to stand there and pee in them while he filmed me, then take them off and suck them. I told him I did not want to do that and that I did not understand how that proved my desire. He told me that if I was willing to humiliate myself like that that I must really want to.

I agreed to do it. I would do anything to have sex with Lisa again. I stood there and started to pee. My panties got soaked, it leaded onto the floor. John then instructed me to take the panties off, and suck them. Reluctantly I did. Then he said he changed his mind and that I had to lick my pee off the floor first. This was not part of the deal, but I was too close to fucking Lisa. I got on my knees and lapped up the piss.

Lisa came home and John showed here the video. She came up to me and said "You are a panty wearing, piss takeing, cum swallowing small dicked pervert. You disgust me, and if you think I want to fuck you, you are wrong". I did not get to fuck her.

An interesting story

GH

Michelle,

What you have now is what most of us cucks would love to have. You are one luckly sissy. Would gladly take your place.
cecil williams

I have now been a cuckold for 3 years. In that 3 years here are some random insights into my life:

a) I have not had sex with my wife in that time. I am allowed to masturbate, but with restrictions. If John and Lisa are present I must masturbate through my panties and cum inside them. Then I am to either lick the panties free of my cum or wear them soaked in my jizz.

I can masturbate on my own all I want. I am thankful for that.

b) Lisa has not touched me (other than kisses, and backrubs and other touches of affection that are appropriate in public) for 2 years. The last time was my birthday almost 2 years ago where she reluctantly gave me a hand job. Since then she has repeatedly told me that she has no use or interest in my penis.

c) For almost 3 years now I have worn womens underwear exclusively. During that time it is all I am allowed to wear in front of them is womens underwear. It started out that I was only allowed to wear panties or the french maid outfit. But it has now progressed. I am often told to wear not just panties, but a bra and lipstick.

d) John is not bi, I am very thankful for that, or I know Lisa would have made me suck his cock. That does not mean, however, that I have not swallowed my share of his sperm. It is very common that after coming on or in Lisa I am required to lick it up. John also cums on my face from time to time. There are several videos of me dressed as a slut begging for him to cum on me. On a few occasions he came in my panties and made me wear them. Basically I stand there, open up my panties as he jerks off and shoots into them. It covers my panties and cock.

e) Pee play and golden showers have also become a regular part of my life. Ever since that first incident where I was told to pee in my panties they have been intrigued by how degraded I will let them make me feel. If I am watching them fuck and masturbating and cum before either of them, they always make me pee myself.

The most extreme was a weekend where the three of us traveled to a cabin together. That entire weekend every time either one of them had to pee they would pee on me. It started by just peeing on my body, but they now make me take their pee on a regular basis.

The most humiliating experience of my life came about a year ago. We had ordered pizza. While waiting for the delivery man, John had to pee. He pissed all over my face as I was kneeling. It ran down my face and soaked my red bra and panties. NOrmally after such treatment I am told to was up immediatly. But not this time. When the door rang Lisa and John told me to go get the pizza. I told them this was too much, but they reminded me of the dozens of humiliating videos and pictures they had and told me it was a stranger so not to worry. Reluctantly I answered the door, dressed only in a bra and panties, covered in pee, and paid. I grabbed the pizza, tossed him $40 and closed the door. I honestly don't know what his reaction was because I never looked him in the face.

f) During our first 13 years of marriage Lisa was very conservative sexually. I had ask her to try anal sex on several occasions, she always refused. She did enjoy a finger there once in a while, however.

Yet John and her have anal sex now a few times a year. Lisa tells me it is not the biggest turn on for her, but she does it to make sure I realize just how much she loves Johns cock. She wants me to know that she belongs to him sexually. One time I was made to lick out her ass after they had sex.

Very interesting story. A bit extreme, but everyone has their tastes (pardon the pun).

Sound like this cuck lives what most here only fantasize about....cool

EXeciting story,all my lovers are straight but they love my husband to clean me and them. Still a good story.

Great story - two things to say though, why aren't you performing a lot more clean-up? And why aren't you in a fucking cage by now? It's a pre-requisite for a 'proper' cuck, surely?