I have a beautiful wife, Dulse, and Tony, one of my best friends, warned me about the risks involved. Beautiful women attract seductive men. They all love to distract your wife from you, their husband. In addition, they’re used to lots of attention.
I ignored him, despite his experience with Allia. It wasn’t long after their marriage the rumors started about her lovers. I was used to the attention Dulse got when we were in public and at parties, and I trusted her.
I trusted her. Everyone knows what that means, right? What happened was at Mark’s daughter’s marriage reception and Dulse was dancing with Chase when she stepped away from the dance floor, pulled me aside, and kissed me. While she was kissing me, she told me, “Honey, I’ve never done this before, but I’m going somewhere private with Chase.”
I felt sick before asking, “You want to go somewhere private with Chase?”
“Honey, I’m not going to cheat with him, just a few kisses, um, and maybe touch him a bit. Don’t worry, I’ll make it up to you. When we get home.” Then she gave me another kiss, that promised wonderful sex.
Then she walked back to Chase, and I lost sight of them. That paralyzed me, so I just stood there, and felt the pain.
She’s going somewhere so they can kiss and touch each other? I let her walk away? How the hell did I let that happen? What do I do when she gets back? She said she’s not going to cheat, and she told me. That’s good, right? Or am I kidding myself?
I didn’t track the time, but she was gone about fifteen minutes. She showed up alone, with no sign of Chase.
“Oh, honey, shall we go now? I’ve got ideas when we get home.”
When we got in our car, she was all over me and had my cock out and licking it. And in the driveway, she had it in her mouth, practically purring. I wanted to say something, but she distracted me.
Dulse pulled me into the bedroom and stripped me while getting me to strip her. My cock was hard; in fact, it was hard since she’d disappeared with Chase.
By the time we were naked, I was sucking her tits and nipping at her nipples; then I moved down and started licking her clitoris. I knew that always worked. When she climaxed I heard her say, “Oh, Fisher.” And I heard the satisfaction in her voice.
I let her relax and then I got over and fucked her until I came and we both collapsed. I forgot any thought of saying anything about Chase.
Well, almost, I still felt some pain that Dulse wanted to kiss Chase; and that she wanted to touch Chase and wanted Chase to touch her.
Over the next few days, my pain continued to recede until it left. That lasted until Dulse and I had a conversation after we finished making love. We were in bed recovering after what I thought was glorious sex and I was holding her body next to me. She turned in my arms and kissed me.
“Fisher, I’ve been thinking about that day when…I went off with Chase, um, we touched each other, and honey, it was so erotic; God, I almost came, um, and well, Chase did, right in my hand.”
I’d stopped moving, waiting for her to finish. I couldn’t breathe, waiting for her to finish. She took a deep breath and continued, “It was so erotic; you remember what happened after, right? It drove me wild, and I want to feel it again.”
I stared at her, not comprehending for a bit before saying, “You want to give Chase another, um, what, a hand job?”
I could feel the pain coming back. I was shifting in my seat; the pain was uncomfortable, but stirring somehow.
Dulse hesitated and then looked at me, saying, “Um, no, not exactly. When I felt his um penis throbbing in my hand, and saw his, um, white stuff on my hand, Fisher, I almost…” she looked at the floor and continued, “I wanted to lick it up.” Then she stood up and kneeled at me. “No, what happened was, I’d wished I’d…I wished I’d taken his cock in my mouth and let him come in it. That’s what happened.”
She pulled my head down and kissed me. “We’ve seen it in some of your porn movies, and I never understood it. But seeing him, seeing it happen, in front of me…”
My pain exploded; I could hardly stand it. But there was something hiding in the pain I didn’t understand.
I stood up and tried to keep my voice steady, “You wish you’d…”
She wants him, someone to cum in her mouth. She wants to taste his cum. She doesn’t even do that for me! Hell.
I’m picturing it; Dulse kneeling in front of him with his cock in her mouth and watching his cum explode from his cock.
I felt my cock harden as I saw it happen in my imagination. I wanted it to happen.
No, I didn’t. I didn’t. Except my cock was saying something different.
I pulled Dulse to her feet, kissed her, and continued, “Or, um, Dulse, you’re telling me you want to? You want to let Chase do that? You want to do that for Chase?”
She couldn’t look at me at first, but then looked up at me and said, “Fisher, I’m sorry, but the answer is both. I wish I’d done it and Fisher, and I still want it to happen. This weekend we’re going to Lee and Gracie’s party and Chase will be there.”
She looked away before saying, “I want to call Chase, and um, set it up before.”
My cock was hard, and I was having trouble breathing. Looking at Dulse, I could tell her nipples were hard and showing through her bra. This was something she wanted.
I made some inarticulate noises, and I had to be alone to comprehend what she said. “Um, I’ve got to, um, …” and I left after giving her another kiss. I went for a walk to our neighborhood park and sat, letting my emotions roil in my head.
How can I let her do this? If I do, then what? Am I thinking about it? Really? The pain and humiliation if I say yes. I can’t believe I’m even thinking about letting her do it.
Sitting there in the sun, I could feel the warmth of the spring weather. I could tell I was going to say yes. There was something there I seemed to want. My cock was still hard and leaking.
Finally, I realized I was going to have to talk to Dulse; or at least let her know it was okay. I was going to tell her I wanted her to do it. I stood up to walk back home and tell Dulse my decision when I also knew I didn’t want Chase to know I’d said yes.
At home, there was a note from her saying she’d gone shopping with Robin and Valerie, her two oldest friends.
She wouldn’t tell them about what she’d told me, would she? I hope not.
It was almost dinner time when they were back and they’d gone clothes shopping, mostly for Dulse. She had one new outfit that was for Lee and Gracie’s party. It looked to me like she couldn’t wear a bra with it.
God, did she buy it for Chase? She wanted him to have access to her breasts. Did she share what she was doing with Robin and Valerie?
As we talked about what everyone bought, I tried to discern the answer. There seemed to be a little tension, but that might have been just me.
After dinner, we sat together just talking, and I had to bring up the subject.
“Dulse, we were talking about Chase, or I guess it’s Chase you wanted to…Hell, you wanted to let him cum in your mouth, swallow as he cums.”
“No, Fisher, I’m not wanting to let anyone else, God no.”
“Well, I thought about what you said. You seem to want this; you want to let him do it? Is that right?”
She came over and sat on my lap and held me. Her hands went under my shirt and caressed my chest while she was kissing me.
“Yes, I do; I don’t know exactly why, but I do. Can I call him and let him know?”
I could barely speak because I knew this was probably going to be crossing a line I couldn’t uncross.
“Don’t tell him you asked me, and I said it was okay, please. Oh, and you haven’t told your friends, have you?”
She immediately answered, saying, “No, I wouldn’t do that.”
When Friday came, it seemed she spent more time getting ready than normal, but I was focused on her more than normal. I knew what she was going to do. Was she going to give him a blow job, or suck his cock? What was it?
I felt this weight in my chest with anticipation mixed in. I could hardly stand still. She’d never said a word about her conversation with Chase.
At the party, I was dancing with Gracie and I saw Dulse come into the living room holding Chase’s hand and I knew it’d happened. She’d sucked his cock and swallowed his cum.
I suddenly felt sick and had to sit down. I apologized to Gracie by saying I just felt dizzy for a second. Chase had a slight smirk when he looked at me.
They started dancing, and I could detect a possessiveness from Chase I hadn’t seen before. I glanced around and I thought maybe Robin knew something had happened, but I couldn’t be sure. I was kind of out of it for the rest of the party and Judy asked me if I was okay.
In the car, driving home, I asked her, “You did it, right? Was it what you wanted? It’s a one-off thing, isn’t it?”
She didn’t look at me at first. “It was fabulously erotic. In fact, I let him touch my boobs, my tits. Um, in fact…ah, Chase asked me to go out with him tomorrow night.”
This is what I’ve been expecting. I’d refused to think about it, but it was hiding there. He’s not asking for another blow job, he wants to fuck her. He’s been seducing her and I’ve been complicit in letting him do it.
“What did you tell him?”
“I didn’t answer him, Fisher. It was a shock when he brought it up.”
The pain increased to epic proportions, but there wasn’t any surprise. It seemed he was moving faster than I expected, but maybe Dulse’d been more enthusiastic than I realized. The pain and humiliation were huge, but there was an undercurrent of relief. The uncertainty was over. Now, it was yes or no.
“Well, what do you want to say? You know this is where he’s been aiming from the beginning. Right? He wants you to fuck him.”
I was trying to analyze my reactions, and I could tell I was coming across as willing to let it happen. If I wanted to say no and hell no; I was doing it wrong. This was where Chase was going from the first time he met her last year. I might as well have been collaborating with him, for all the objections I placed in his way.
I want the pain; I want the humiliation. What she wanted, I wanted. Could Chase tell I would say yes? it was true, I’m a cuckold. I want her to screw around and let me know about it.
“So, what are you going to decide? Yes or no? I expect if you say no, he’ll continue to try some more. It’s up to you. Do you want to, or not?”
That’s when I lost it, and I cried. It came out of nowhere and I couldn’t stop. I had to pull over and let her drive the rest of the way home.
When we got home and were in our bedroom, I got under control and I asked her exactly what did Chase say?
“We were in a bedroom and he was holding my breasts; and I was unfastening his trousers and pulling out his, um, penis.”
I interjected, saying, “His cock. You were pulling out his cock.”
“Okay, his cock. I-I was pulling his cock out so I could… um, put my mouth on it.”
I interjected again, “So you could suck it and make him cum. Right?”
She looked at me, hesitated and nodded, “Yes, I wanted to suck it and make him cum. That’s right.” She paused and said, “Chase told me I wanted his cum in my mouth, but tomorrow he wants to let me put some, where it belongs. Fisher, he asked me directly if you knew what I was doing. I had his cock in my mouth at that point and couldn’t deny it. He told me you wanted him to do it. You wanted us to fuck. You wanted to see us screw each other.
“Honey, I didn’t know what to say, and then he came, and I tasted him. I’m sorry, but I was so aroused that I had an orgasm with his cum dribbling out of my mouth while I was kneeling in front of him.
“Tell me what to do, please. I want to, and I don’t. So, I need help.”
I stood there paralyzed for a moment, before I reacted by slipping her dress off
It was then I could see she didn’t have any panties on. “Did you not wear any underwear? Or did he take it off?”
“It was after he came. I still had some of his cum in my mouth and he took them as mementos.”
“Mementos? More like trophies, don’t you think?”
I looked at her, and I could see slight bruises on her tits. I realized that their time in the bedroom had been a little more than she’d admitted to.
She was naked completely and had his bruises on her, and I started fondling her tits, even more harshly than Chase had. She stood there taking it. Her eyes were closed, concentrating on what I was doing.
When I put her on the bed, I was inside her, fucking her as hard as I could. We came almost simultaneously. Her climax pushed me over the cliff, too.
Chase seems to know that I’ll let him take Dulse. How? Do I give off cuckold vibes, or is it more subtle? It’s moot, because I’m going to let him do it, and willing to let him make me submit to him, and I have to wonder what that’ll mean.
I held a breast with one hand and cupped her sex with the other. “Honey, you’re right; hell, he’s right. I’ll let him; I think I even want him to. When I told you to suck his cock, I was telling him he was going to be fucking you. He knew it way back when I saw what he was doing. Call him and set it up. Whatever you want. I won’t stand in your way. When I let you suck his cock, I’d decided.”
I caressed her tits, and said, “I hope I wasn’t too rough with you earlier. I just had to get it out. My anguish about submitting to him. That’s what I’m doing, is submitting. If you want to do it here in front of me; if you want to go to his house, you can. It’s up to you, though I think that means it’s up to him”.
She lay there with me, holding her for several minutes, when she went into the bathroom with her phone. When she came back, she seemed elated by what they’d talked about. She told me he wanted her to wear the same dress and said he called it her fuck me dress.
Then she told me, “We’ll need to get that dress ready for tomorrow. He also wants me shaved bare. He said my cunt needs to be smooth as a baby’s behind. Fisher, he called it my cunt, he wants it shaved.” She laughed and said, “He said to tell you any stubble will be punished. He didn’t say how, but it sounded as if he means it. He also wants me the way I came home, with no underwear. No bra, no panties.” She kissed me and seemed exuberant as she added, “We’re going to Rachel’s for dinner and then come back here. Um, he wants you there at first, um, he said to help him cuck you. That’s what he said. He wants you to help him cuck you. God.”
He’s intending to make it as hard as he can. Humiliate me and make me submit. I’ve read about some things he can do; now I’ll have to do what he says.
I’m feeling sick with the uncertainty. That feeling of euphoria is still hiding behind the pain and humiliation. It’s like this has been my destiny, and I’m only now knowing it.
We went to bed, with me holding her. In the morning, first thing, she had her dress at the cleaners with same-day service.
About noon, she took a bath, and I had to shave her for him. No nicks and no stubble.
She was ready by seven, and he showed up right on time. He came to the door and rang the bell, and I opened it. He shook my hand and when he kissed Dulse; his tongue was taking possession of her mouth. His hands were playing with her tits.
He left holding her hand and glanced over his shoulder, saying, “I’ll be bringing your wife home in a couple of hours. That’s when you’ll let me cuck you, right?” He paused, waiting for me to answer.
All I could do was say, “Yes.”
“You’re going to help me do it too, Fisher. That’s what you’re going to do.” he grinned at me and led Dulse to his car. He was conspicuously touching her in normally inappropriate places. Her tits, her mouth, and her bare back.
I went back inside and collapsed in my chair.
I thought I’d prepared, but Chase intends to make it as humiliating as he can. All day I’ve had a dull ache, but now it’s a sharp pain.
It’s seven now, and they’ll be back by nine, Dulse said. I know he’ll be making her submit to him, even in public. How far will he go? Will she do what he wants?
I couldn’t sit still. I was pacing back-and-forth, imagining what he could do to her, even at the restaurant.
After an hour, I realized I could track Dulse’s phone. The only thing it would tell me is when they start home. Did I need that? I decided to just wait.
When I heard their car drive up the driveway. I controlled myself and stayed in my seat. I knew Chase would push me. Anguish, taunting humiliation was in store for me. My reward is the arousal of watching Dulse in bliss.
They walked in, with Chase holding Dulse, with one hand inside her dress, holding her tit. I tried to ignore it, but I felt my cock stirring. When he closed the door, he shook my hand and said, “Tell your husband what we did at dinner Dulse,”
She was hesitant, but said, “When we went in, we got a table near the wall. Ah, the waitress was a woman, um, Thea. She was about my age, I think, beautiful. Um, when we were ordering, he had his hands on my tits, one anyway. Then later, Chase, I couldn’t believe he did this. He made me expose my pussy to our waitress. He pulled my dress up and away so she could see I was commando, with no panties. God, I turned red.
“Then he told Thea we aren’t married, but he’s taking me home so you, my husband, can watch. I wanted to drop through the floor, but Fisher, I want what Chase, um, I want Chase to fuck me and yes, cuck, cuckold you.” She looked me in the eye and said, “Now that we’re here, he wants you to take my dress off for him and tell him, tell him to fuck me. He’s said that he can make you do even more.”
I saw them look at each other and Chase grinned at Dulse. “Go on, Dulse, tell Fisher the rest. You said you would.”
I knew this was what he’d want. He wants to inflict the maximum pain because he’s a sadist. Am I a masochist and let him? The pain is building, but it’s so sharp it feels exhilarating. It’s triggering my arousal. My cock is about to burst.
Dulse looked at me pityingly, and said, “We want you to guide his cock. When he’s ready, help him get into my cunt. My cunt. Chase says that our cuckold will do that for us.”
When she said that, I felt my cock dribbling my cum.
I hate this. I hate this. I’m submitting to him in front of my wife and I hate it. My cock doesn’t, though.
“Dulse, god Chase too.” I walked to Dulse, and kissed her, “That’s the last time I kiss you before I give you to him to fuck. Hell, let me take that off you.” I pulled her dress over her head, exposing her completely naked. “Chase, I want you to fuck her and make me a cuckold.”
I could feel the tears starting, but my cock didn’t waver for a second.
“Okay, where’s your bedroom, Fisher? Lead me to it.”
I stood there watching her undress Chase. She was kissing him as she went; starting kissing his mouth, neck, and his shoulders; when his shirt ended on the floor. I stiffened when she unbuttoned his trousers and pulled his zipper. This was where she’d wanted to go further and suck him. She pulled his trousers and under ware off and put his cock in her mouth.
She looked at me, and I could see her pride in her power over me. I could barely stop from coming when she smiled at me. He moved her head, so she was sucking on his balls, but then he stopped her and lifted her onto our bed.
His hands were on her tits, taking possession of them. The noises she was making as he was making love. She was whispering his name, writhing under him, saying, “Yes, yes.” When he leaned over and started licking her clit, she exploded.
He turned and was over her with his cock, teasing her entrance. She was screaming at this point. “Chase, do it now, your cock. Please.”
I took his cock in my hand, held his cock, and guided it, while he slowly pushed in the tip, and then gradually his entire cock disappeared inside her. My cock exploded inside my pants, and I stood there with my come, making a mess
The pain felt wonderful; it made me feel alive. Heaven and Hell combined,
