It started in the spring last year when I went to Al’s to play poker. One of the perks of going to Al’s is that he often has an X-rated movie to show. This time it was titled ‘Just Watching.’ I can attest that seeing an X-rated film on a 72″ screen has a lot more impact than porn on a 12″ laptop. It was about a married man who had to watch his wife fucking his boss. The most interesting part to me was how it explored Ford’s reactions, his emotions as he watched.
The sex between Allison and his boss, Kane, was erotic as hell, but seeing Ford deal with what was happening was even more intense to me. It felt like it was happening to Nora and me. In fact, when Ford came, I did too.
I kept seeing that scene, even when Nora and I were having sex. It wasn’t long before I introduced roleplaying at night. I was doing roleplaying, with me acting as a stranger, seducing her. Eventually, I asked if she might make it real.
“I’d love to see you with another man. God, Nora, another man that’s fucking you. Sometimes I dream of you and maybe, um, Forrest fucking and making me submit by helping him fuck you. I want to; hell, I want to watch him with his cock. I can’t say it, Nora. I can’t.”
“I’m sorry, Nora.” I got up, grabbed my robe, went into our living room, and sat in my chair with my head cradled in my hands. When she came in, I refused to acknowledge her. I couldn’t.
How the hell did I let loose with that? I can’t even look at her. What must she think about me?
We dropped the roleplaying, and the sex lost intensity and frequency. About six weeks later, Nora went to visit her sister in Portland, Oregon.
When she returned, things were better; most of the tension seemed to dissipate, especially sexually. When, out of the blue, I came home and she was taking a bath in the evening, a rare thing for either of us, she called me into the bathroom, the main bath that had a tub.
She had my old electric razor, some shaving cream, and some new disposable ladies’ razors.
“I want you to shave me, Kent.” She gestured to her crotch. “Shave my pubic hair; I want you to clean off my bush, all of it.”
My voice sounded strangled when I looked at her and said, “You want… um, what? Shave, um, your pubic hair. Did I hear you right? Nora, what the hell?”
My heart sank. I knew what was next.
“Yes, this is what you want. You want to submit to me; let me screw around… You said you did, and I’m going to let you. I talked to Diane about it, we spent a lot of time, and she convinced me to do it.”
She looked at me and smiled with an expression I’d never seen on her face before. It made me cringe. It was kind of, ‘You asked for it, now let’s see if you enjoy it.’
“She’s made Tom submit for several years; in fact, she showed off for me. She fucked Keshawn in front of both Tom and me. It was amazing. She likes fucking Black guys, dominant Black guys. Watching Tom change when he got there was electrifying; she actually makes him put her, um, gallant’s cock in her. And when Tom ejaculated, sitting in his chair, I almost offered to let Keshawn take me there, too. I wanted to; hell, I wanted to feel his cock, feel it in my cunt. That’s what Keshawn called Diane’s, um, pussy. Her cunt.”
She paused for a moment. “She makes Tom do this, too, shave her to get her ready for Keshawn. It’s your turn now. Kent, trim it down to stubble, and then use the shaving cream and shave my pussy smooth for Danny.”
My cock had hardened listening to her, and Nora noticed. “That made it stand up and salute, didn’t it, Kent? Okay, show it off then; show your dick off to me. Drop your pants and let me see it.”
She moved so she was sitting on the edge of the tub, dried her bush, and handed me my old electric razor. I started, but she interrupted.
“No, no, not until you let me see your cock. Then y-you get to start.” I pulled my pants off and then my shorts. She looked at my cock, erect, poking out of the nest of my curly hair around it.
“You know what? I’m going to trim your hair too. Danny’s going to enjoy being the only au naturel genitals tomorrow.” She grinned and said, “He’s going to think you’re so cute.”
I tried to will my cock to soften with the opposite result. It got harder and bigger.
Talking to Diane changed her; now she’s looking forward to it.
I turned the trimmer on and slowly started removing her hair. I started at the very top and carefully trimmed it down to stubble.
I was breathing hard by the time I was finishing up at the bottom when she said, “Don’t forget my ass, Kent. Danny might want to take my cherry there.”
Well, I had my directions and did that too. It was agony when I started with the razor, shaving the stubble off. I kept seeing a strange cock there, one that was longer and thicker than mine, in her.
I used some aloe cream on her newly shaved skin. I’ve seen shaved pussy porn, but never in real life. Certainly not Nora.
I just shaved Nora for, um, Danny, I guess, is his name. I told Nora I want to submit. What did she tell him?
“Kent, trim your hair there, and then shave. I’ll clean it up and make sure you are clean afterwards.”
I started with the trimmer, and I heard her murmur, “Helen said it’s a wonderful feeling getting ready for a new lover. Especially making your husband help. She was right; it is an exquisitely powerful feeling.”
Her sister doing it to Tom? I can’t believe Tom… She says she is. She says she saw it, though I have a hard time believing it.
When we finished, I tried to approach Nora, but she wouldn’t have it. We went to bed with me unsatisfied, and Nora was, well, she was anticipating Danny tomorrow.
When we got up, Nora stopped me from dressing and wanted to check my shave job. She admired it and then said, “Um, Danny, ah, when I told him it was my first time, and he asked if you were going to watch. Um, he likes for the new cuck to undress his wife for him and then tell him to fuck her.” She paused and said, “I told him you’ll do it.”
That evening, I got home with a hard cock but also dreading the humiliation. I was about to undress my wife so another man could fuck her and tell him to do it, too.
I went inside and found Nora getting dressed, not in some exotic negligee, but in a lavender top, with jeans, and a jacket, maybe a jacket. She kissed me and then touched my cock through my pants. “Just to check and see if you’re looking forward to tonight. And it looks like you are. Helen told me about her first time, but Tom… He didn’t get to watch.”
She looked at me before continuing, “Kent, um, I didn’t say anything, but…” She stopped there for a minute. “I took a chair into our bedroom already, but, um, Helen said watching you, your cock, while, um, Danny’s cock is, god, is fucking me, is delicious. That’s the word she used: delicious.” She rushed to finish, “I want you naked so I can see you.” She glanced away, saying, “She says that Tom comes when he watches. I want to see you while Danny’s taking me. Watching you cum while Danny’s cock is fucking me would be so, um, sexy.”
Nora wants me naked in front of Danny and her so she can watch me react when it happens. Is Danny’s cock bigger than mine? Will that make it harder or easier if he’s more manly than me?
“I’ll do what you want. God, that’s a small thing compared to what else I’m letting happen tonight.” I turned away and went into the bathroom to hide from her.
I didn’t cry, but I did get something in my eye. I’m sure of it.
When I went into the bedroom, Nora was standing there, looking undecided. I looked at her, saying, “Do you want me undressed when Danny comes? Or what?”
She was startled and said, “Um, what? When Danny comes? I guess dressed. Yes, dressed. I’ll tell you to get undressed. Um, okay?”
I nodded and looked at the alarm clock. Fifteen minutes before he showed up.
I’ve got to control my breathing, Kent. Breathe slowly, deeply. I wanted this. For years, I’ve wanted this, and it’s happening.
Be careful what you wish for; you might get it.
It’s true. Yes, there’s anticipation. Almost unbearable, but that’s mixed with humiliation, pain, and real anguish.
It hurts knowing what’s next, but I can’t make it stop; I want it too much.
Suddenly, the doorbell rang, and I looked at Nora. “Do you want me to let him in, or…”
She just gestured for me to answer it.
There was a guy I’d never seen at the door. I’m 5’10”, and he must have been 6’3” or 6’4”. He shook my hand as he came in, like he had been invited for coffee. No big deal.
Until he greeted Nora. He kissed her as if they were passionate lovers. My reaction was, he’s being a little premature, isn’t he?
Maybe he’s not. I’m not sure they haven’t already cuckolded me. Cuckolding me—that’s what they were doing, wasn’t it? If I’m not one already, by tonight’s end, I will be.
I felt a shiver of dread and anticipation both.
I want this, don’t I? Nora, don’t hate me; Nora, don’t despise me. Please. Hell, it might be too late already.
My attention jolted to the present when I caught Nora saying, “…my tits, Danny.” Her arms went around his neck, and she pressed her mouth against him, devouring him.
“He’s agreed to undress me for you and give me to you to fuck, just like we talked about. It’s going to be so exciting. I get goosebumps thinking about it.”
She paused and brought his hands to cup her breasts. “Um, Danny, I want Kent naked too, so I can see, um, his penis. Helen says that seeing Tom cum with Keshawn’s cock in her, she loves it. Um, who undresses Kent?”
This is it. It’s really happening. Danny’s here, ready to fuck her, and it’s not the first time he’s cuckolded someone; Nora’s ready, convinced by her sister; and I’m the new cuckold.
Danny said to me, the first words he’d addressed to me, “Kent, that’s right, Kent? Humm, Kent, or should we call you cuck”? He looked at Nora.
She looked dazed, and he had to ask twice, “Well, Kent or Cuck Nora? I kind of like Cuck; using their public name can be confusing for them at first, but it’s up to you.”
He looked at Nora again. “Cuck or Kent? Do you have a pet name you use that you’d like better?”
“I call him Pookie when we’re having sex; that’s the only thing…”
He interrupted her, “Oh, God, that’s perfect, Pookie?” He laughed.
“Okay, Pookie, it’s time to start. Take your time, but undress Nora for me. I want to see if you did a good job getting her cunt ready for me.”
Pookie, she had to remember that. I loved it when we were fucking, but now? It’ll never be the same.
I turned to Nora, and I paid more attention to what she was wearing—a lot more than normal. There was a coat-type thing, well, a skimpy coat with one button. When I unbuttoned it and removed it; she still looked completely dressed.
I’d never seen any of it before. She bought a new cuckolding outfit for him to see her wearing. Next, there was a silky thing that was fitted to make her, um, boobs really stand out. I’d always thought her boobs were wonderful, but this thing made them exceptional.
It was buttoned in the back, and I just admired her for a moment before stepping behind her and unbuttoning her.
I wanted to kiss her neck and bite her; she was so delicious. I restrained myself and unbuttoned it and pulled it loose from her jeans. When I slipped the top off, I noticed her bra matched the top. Clearly bought to punish me and impress Danny. Two jobs accomplished.
There was a flush on her neck, up to her chin, that was beguiling, even though I realized it was for Danny, not me.
I stood there admiring her, knowing this was getting close to the last time I’d see her as mine, only mine. From now on, we’d both know I’d willingly shared her.
I wanted it over as soon as I could; the waiting was driving me insane with regret. Regret combined with a need to see her coming with his cock, on his cock.
I hurriedly unfastened her jeans, unzipped them, and helped her remove them. I could tell she was eager, hungry even, to expose herself to him.
When I unfastened her bra and let it drop to the floor, I could see the flush, like a maiden being seen by her first lover.
Damn, that’s not far off, is it? This was her first lover, and her husband had helped make it happen.
I looked at her, overwhelmed by her beauty and obvious arousal. Arousal for Danny this time, not me.
I had to force myself to step up to her and remove her new matching lavender panties and unveil her vagina to us.
Hell, her vagina, I knew he didn’t see a vagina; he saw her cunt, made to be fucked, penetrated by his cock, and filled with his cum.
They weren’t boobs, breasts, but tits. He’d handle them like sex toys and mark them as his, not mine.
I touched her shoulder as I presented her to him to keep from passing out. “This is, Nora, my wife, for you to-to…” I almost lost it there but continued after pausing, “For you to fuck. She’s yours now.” I barely kept from crying.
I knew I had one more thing to do for Nora—undress myself for her.
Danny and I undressed, and when I showed him my penis, undressed with no pubic hair, I winced. He wasn’t huge compared to me, but the lack of hair diminished mine.
When he was down to his boxer shorts, he grabbed Nora and kissed her until she was gasping. When she was coherent, she ended up on the bed on her back.
“This is the way I like my women, on the bed, naked, and ready for me.” He was talking to me, dominating.
He started caressing her tits, which quickly escalated to mauling them. I wanted to object, which I knew would be useless, because she was enjoying it. I could hear bits of what she was saying. “Oh, god, more. Yes. Harder. Bite them. God, my nipples.”
He was a lot rougher than I’d ever tried, but she was asking for more, more. I was seeing bruises and bite marks. What they were doing was so different than what we did. We made love; he was fucking her hard, brutally. Yet she wanted more.
“Pookie, I want you to get her ready for me. I want her face down on the bed and her ass up so I can get to her cunt. Then you put my cock in it. Her cunt. C’mon, Pookie, can you call it her cunt? Let’s hear it. Say Nora’s cunt. Fuck Nora’s cunt. Then you can watch it happen.”
I had to say it again. But by this time, I wanted to see it happen so much; I had no problem saying it.
I had Nora on her hands and knees, naked, waiting for him. I helped him get positioned behind her. I forced her head down, so she was there with her ass raised. After all the preliminaries, my cock was leaking, and I couldn’t help but tremble.
“Nora, your cunt, I want Danny to screw you, your cunt.”
I took his cock, hesitating, before putting his cock in her cunt. I was actually cuckolding myself. This was my first cuckolding, and it would be the most memorable, but I knew once we broke through the barrier, she was going to want it again.
It slipped in easily. With his second thrust, he was all the way in. I was watching Nora, and I saw her expression change as he pushed inside her. It went from anticipation to exhilaration.
She looked at me with that look of rapture and whispered, “It’s even better than I imagined, Pookie. I love it.”
I felt my climax start and then explode over the bed. God, Helen was right; I couldn’t stop from coming when her lover’s cock took her.
I started crying while I watched his cock making me a cuckold. He was holding her by her tits while he was pounding her. It was hurting, but she still tried to get him to screw her harder. I continued crying until I saw his cum leaking from her cunt.
At last, Nora screamed, “Now, was it worth it? You’re my cuck. My cuck. And I loved it; you opened the door, Pookie, and I intend to walk through it as often as I want.”
