For me the the life of cuckold started 5 years ago. At the time we had been married for just over 2 years. From the time we first met my wife was the take charge type. She would decide where we would go, what we would be doing, who we would visit with, exactly what I would wear, and so on. I never really minded her making the decisions however at times in public some of her comments were viewed by others as belittling.

One day while getting ready to do some laundry, I happened to notice that the panties, my wife Lynn, had left in the basket were cum stained. I knew we had not had sex in a number of days. Over the course of the next week I made a point of checking the laundry each day when she was not around. All but one day produced stained panties. I decided that I was going to confront her and find out what was going on. That turned out to be the turning point in our life.
That night when I arrived home I collected up some of the stained panties, placed them on the table and waited for Lynn to come home. Lynn came strolling into the house around 6 PM. As soon as she walked in I asked her “what is going on, I noticed your panties are cum stained and we have not been having sex, are you cheating on me?” Lynn looked over at the panties on the table and smiled. She looked over at me and said “well I think you already know the answer but if you need to hear from the answer is Yes I am and I’m going to tell you right now I have no intention of stopping.” I’m sick and tired of bad sex, and you are way to small to satisfy me or any other woman for that matter, she added. Lynn grabbed her purse and looked at me and said, as long as you know you may as well decide what it is you want. You can either accept that this is the way it is going to be or we’ll get a Divorce. To show you I’m serious, I’m leaving for the night, and yes I’ll be with my Boy Friend for the night. You and your pathetic little dick can stay here and think about what it is you want. She grabbed her cell phone a moment later she said, hey it’s me, on I’m on my way over and I want to spend the night with you, I just had a fight with noddle dick and don’t want to deal with his crap tonight. She looked back at me said, see you tomorrow, you have some thinking to do and walked out the door.
I stood there speechless as she walked out the door. Once again my wife had turned things around and made me out the bad guy. She had totally humiliated me. The tears were building up in my eyes as I heard her car pull away. As I walked to the living room her words, pathetic little dick and noddle dick kept ringing in my mind. While I had heard those words several times before from other women, Lynn had never said that to me.
Sitting in the living room I tried to collect myself and get my emotions under control. After a while I picked up the phone and called her. When she answered I asked, perhaps even begged her to please come home so we could talk about this. She would have no part of it and started right in on me all over. Look, I gave you your options, now figure out what it is that you want, she said. She added, I tried to be faithful to you but honestly, I can’t deal with not being sexually satisfied and I’m sick and tired of having to use a sex toy to get myself off. Don’t be calling me and whining all night because I’m not going to answer your calls, figure out what you want and we’ll talk tomorrow evening, and then she hung up.
All night long I thought about what had just happened and what my wife had said about me. My mind went back to some of my past experiences with other women, the ones that laughed at me when they saw me naked. I remembered this one girl Patty who, when she saw me undressing laughed and said my little brother is bigger then you. She then put her clothes back on and left. Three times I tried calling my wife to beg her to come home, true to her word she never answered her phone. All night long I tossed and turned.
The next morning I called in sick to work, there was no way I would be able to work in my frame of mind. After some coffee I took a shower, as I dried myself off I looked in the mirror. There was nothing that I was going to do to change things, my penis was small, there were no pills or anything else that was going to change that. In the bedroom I looked over at the bed and tried to picture my wife laying there naked however, my mind quickly remembered where she really was and what she was most likely doing. I spent the day puttering around the house, doing laundry, doing my dinner dishes from the night before and some minor house cleaning.
Lynn arrived home early the next evening. As soon as she walked in she dropped her purse and keys on the counter. She looked at me and asked, well what’s it going to be, what have you decided? My first attempt was to ask her not to do this, my wife would not hear any of it. She snapped back saying, I can can leave again if you want, if not you need to tell me right now what it is going to be, are you willing to accept that this is the way it’s going to be or do we get a divorce. She stood there clearly knowing she was in charge and held all the cards. I stood there looking at her for a few moments as tears built up in my eyes. Well she barked, are we just going to stand here or are you going to answer me. I could not believe how low I felt at that moment, my head dropped down and I softly said, fine I accept it. Her response to me was, what was that, speak up, don’t mumble, say it again so I can hear you. I felt so humiliated as I repeated in a somewhat louder voice, fine I accept it. As I said it, it felt as if some of my manhood was draining away. I was telling my wife I was willing to accept her fucking other guys.
Lynn smiled and laughed a little as she walked up to me hugged me, kissed me on my cheek and said I knew you would and now you are my little cuck husband. Smiling she took me by the hand and said, Okay cuck, lets go, follow me, we have things to do, first stop is the bathroom.
As we walked to the bathroom Lynn said to me, after I got fucked for the third time last night I was thinking about you and this moment, for some reason I knew you would give in and realize that your better off as a pathetic little wimp dick cuck then getting divorced. I wanted to say something to defend myself but could not find the words, she was right I was a wimp who was willing to accept this rather then getting a divorce.
As soon as we were in the bathroom she ordered me to strip. I didn’t even question her, I just did as she said and began to undress, not knowing or caring what she had in store for me. As I was undressed she began telling me about her lover Boy Friend, how much of a Real Man he was, how nice his cock was and how good he was in bed. As I removed my underwear she took them from me and tossed them in the trash. You don’t need these, cucks do not wear boxers.
Once I was naked Lynn told me to face the wall and spread my arms and legs. She took out the hair clippers and told me, stay still so I don’t cut you, cucks don’t have body hair, that’s saved for real men. Once she was done with the back side she had me turn around and started with the front of me.
When she got to my pubic area she began to laugh. She took my cock in her hand and said, wait till you see his, then you will get to see what a Real Mans Cock looks like, it is so much bigger and thicker then this pathetic little thing of yours. I felt so ashamed I didn’t say a word as she removed my pubic hair and the remaining hair on my body. Once she was done with the clipper she told me to get in the shower and rinse myself off. Once that was done she had me stand there as she used shaving cream and a razor to remove the stubble that remained from the clippers. She told me from now on I would be expected to keep myself smooth by shaving myself as often as needed. Once that was done she had me rinse off again.
When I stepped out of the shower she handed me a pink bath towel and said, here you go, use this pink one, it will get you in a good sissy cuck mood. When I heard the word sissy I look up at her and in a pleading voice ask what was that, why did you call me a sissy. Lynn smiled and laughed and told me that is exactly what I want for you honey, I want you to be my nice little sissifed cuck.
She went on to say that this is all part of what you are accepting, if you can’t or will not accept it there is always the divorce option. As if things weren’t bad enough, now I was going to have to accept this, I thought to myself. Again I felt that felling of manhood being drained from my body, my now totally shaven body.
When I was finished drying off, Lynn handed me a bottle of her scented body oil. Put this on for now, I’ll get you your own scent in the next day or so. Once your done, meet me in the bedroom. As I took the bottle from her she asked, did you hear what I said? I responded by simply saying yes. Lynn said, from now on I want you to respond with either Yes Mistress or Yes Dear, are we clear? Yes Dear was all I said.
As I spread the oil over myself, I felt humiliated and degraded, knowing I was not man enough to put a stop to this. She was right, I was a wimp. It felt so strange putting the oil on my hairless body. As I was finishing up, I wondered to myself what other things she had in store for me.
As I walked into the bedroom she took a picture of my naked and hairless body. She said we would have it to look back on some day. Lynn tossed me a pair of pink lace panties. Put these on for now, they are a pretty sissy pink a nice color for my new sissy cuck. With my head down in shame, I reached for the panties saying nothing more then Yes Dear and then put them on.
As I slipped on my panties, Lynn took another picture. Laughing she said, oh don’t you look so cute in your sissy panties, your going to make a really good wimppy sissy cuck. By the way she added, tuck that pathetic little thing of yours between your legs. As I did it I answered her Yes Dear. I didn’t say another word, I stood there listening to her, my head down in shame, as she informed me that from now on I was never again allowed to wear any male underwear inside the house. She took every pair of my boxers out of my dresser, cut them up, and tossed them in the trash.
When she was done Lynn said, come over here sissy I want you to see something. As I walked over she began to undress herself, she told me she wanted me to get a good close look at what her and her Boyfriend had done. As she removed her bra, she told me to kneel down in front of her. As she slid her panties off she showed me how she had trimmed her pussy hair down close. She told me that he had her sit on the sofa with her legs spread out as wide as possible. He took pictures of her nude and then tossed her a trimmer and told her to cut the shit down short for him.
With her panties off, Lynn place a leg on my shoulder and said, look at my pussy. Look how swollen my pussy is from all that fucking, that’s what a Real Man can do to a woman when he knows how to fuck. She was right it was puffy and swollen. Lynn pulled my head to her pussy, kiss it my sissy, kiss my boyfriends fuckhole pussy and make it feel better for your Mistress. As I kissed it I could still smell the odor of their sex. Can you smell him down there my little sissy cuck, can you smell the scent of my boyfriends cock in and on your wifes pussy? I felt so humiliated as i answered Yes Dear I can smell it. Good she replied, now make sure you kiss His Fuck Hole all over. Make sure you understand, it is His Fuck Hole now, not yours. She pulled me in closer and told me, lick it sissy, lick your wifes well used Fuck Hole. She ground her pussy into my face as I licked her. That’s it my little sissy lick me good, I’m a whore for him.
As I licked her, I wondered to myself, how many other men would do this? Clearly she was enjoying degrading me like this and i was doing nothing to put a stop to it. She made me lick her for about 10 minutes, then she pushed her panties into my mouth and said keep them there until I tell you that you can take them out.
Lynn laided back on the bed and grabbed the phone. She proceeded to call her boyfriend and tell him all about what had happened from the time she got home. It was clear they were both getting a godd laugh out of it. I heard Lynn say oh yes Sir my legs are spread wide open like a whore as I am talking with you. They spent time talking about the night and day of fucking. Lynn tood him how much she enjoyed it when he fucked her in her ass and how her pussy was already missing his big fat cock. She looked at me and said, that’s right my little sissy cuck, I let HIM Fuck me In the Ass, something I never let you do. Then to my shock, Lynn said to him, listen sweety, why don’t you come over tomorrow evening, you can spend the night here with me. They chatted for a short while longer, it was clear that he was giving her some type of instructions.
Once she was off the phone, she came over and took the panties out of my mouth. Looking at me she said, I was going to wait a bit before inviting him over but I think we are on a roll here with your sissy cuck training and I don’t want it to stop. She then said, feel lucky, I could have asked him to come over tonight.
Lynn went to her closet and came back with a pink satin robe. She told me to put it on and then go get her a glass of wine and meet her in the living room. She told me to put it on and then go get her a glass of wine and meet her in the living room. Lynn sat naked on the sofa, her legs spread wide open, I was made to kneel in front of her. Lynn told me it was time to go over some rules. She said from now on all household chores, cooking, cleaning, laundry were now my responsibility. I was told that there would be times that I would be made to bath her and help her prepare for her dates. When she brought a date over to the house, just as she was they were my Superior. If the date was coming over to see her, it was my job to answer the door and bring them over to wherever she might be waiting.
When we were done talking she said it was time for bed. As we walked to the bedroom Lynn told me she would be waking me early so I could get the house completely cleaned before her boyfriend arrived. She told me that I would be made to bath her and shave her remaing pussy hair off because he told her that that is how her wanted her to keep it for him. I was handed a pink satin nightie and told to put it on. Lynn said, from now on it’s nighties for me.
When we climbed in bed, Lynn hugged me and kissed me on my cheek. She wispered in my ear, I know you have a lot on your mind my little sissy cuck. Tommorrow is going to be a big day and night for you. Your going to get to meet my boyfriend and be there when he fucks me but good. You’ll get to see a Real Mans cock in action. By the way she added, you will have to make up the spare bedroom because he will be sleeping in here with me tomorrow night. With that she rollled over and went to sleep.

My wife Yoko is Japanese and I am white, in the middle of the third time we ever had sex together and her third time to have any type of sex at all, my best friend Steve, a really nice but very large black guy who everyone always called Big T , dropped by un-expectantly to visit my Atlanta apartment. Yoko and I managed to collect ourselves quickly enough but he told me later he knew what was up. She had such a red glow and I had been really giving it to her and she had been so close to cumming when he came in that I often suspect she came sitting there on the sofa between Big T and I that day. Of course he never touched her at that time or anything like that. A year later, we moved to Japan, Yoko was sexually assaulted by a drunk firefighter at a city workers party. I remember I was so shocked and angry when she told me, I just wanted to get my hands on the guy; but, there was nothing I could do as she refused to tell me who it had been. I told her we would go to the police and she became even more determined that she would not tell me. Finally, I agreed that we would not go to the police but if she pointed him out I would want to kill the guy, at this she became even less help in identifying the assailant. He had not hurt her physically she told me, everything he did he had done under the table and up her short skirt using only his fingers but it was in front of the all the other co-workers whom she didn‘t think realized what was going on, for her part she had been too shocked and embarrassed to do anything other than pretend nothing was happening. She said his finger never actually got inside of her panty hose and panties but had rubbed her to a sort of weird climax as she later described it. It was some time later still that I un-expectantly found I developed very strong fantasies about my young wife being fucked by other men and I hated myself for this, it was no one in specific just random guys but I felt so guilty and upset about my sick imagination. When I finally mentioned this to Yoko she was at first very angry at me but after a few days told me it excited her as well. I asked her which of my friends turned her on and I was surprised to learn it was my black friend Steve. Afterwards Steve’s name was often mentioned when we had sex and Yoko would have a great climax imagining our black friend pumping his seed inside her. After two years of marriage Yoko was 22 and I was 28 and we went back home to Atlanta to visit family and friends. On our third night back my black friend Steve phoned and he and I decided to go for drinks at a nearby strip club and it was there that he told me for the first time how he had thought he had walked in on Yoko and I that time but had never said anything. After a few more beer he also said that she was really hot. Later still and after the third stripper he mentioned how horney he was and after another beer or two asked me if Japanese girls were good at sex, he said he suspected they were not if the guy was hung. He nudged me because we both knew from years of PE in school together that he was a lot larger down there than I am. Finally, he dropped me off at Yoko and my hotel and jokingly suggested he should come up and slip into bed next to her and see if she knew it wasn’t me. I told him I was actually interested to see if she would notice. At first Steve backed out saying that he was afraid she may wake up and scream and then what would happen? Eventually, we both went up stairs and into the room. He stood in the shadows next to the bed and I stood over Yoko’s sleeping body. As it had been hot muggy days in AtlantaYoko had been sleeping naked since our arrival. Knowing this I slid the sheet off of her to reveal her perfectly smooth peach shaped ass as she rolled a bit he could see her nicely shaped breasts which are large for Japanese. I could see he was nervous so I gestured for him to lay down next to her but he quickly whispered, “what if she wakes up and screams?” I told him she wouldn’t and to prove my point I wedged my chin and jaw between her knees and softly slid my face up to her sweet tight little cunt and tasted her juices. She moaned and quickly became wet. I knew she was awake now but she hadn’t noticed my friend there because of how she was laying on the bed and where he stood. I licked her pussy for at least fifteen to twenty minutes until she had one or two orgasms and her thighs and mound were soaked. Yoko has always been very fast and easy to cum. I looked up at my Steve who was still standing quietly in the shadows and maybe because I was afraid he may chicken out or because I really wanted to see this happen I sat up and said, “Yoko, guess what honey, I brought Steve, he wants to play with you too. Would that be ok?” Yoko giggled and thinking I was teasing her until I pointed in Steve’s direction, Yoko quickly squealed and tried to cover herself with the sheet. I just as quickly pulled it away with one hand and spread her out to let my tongue get back to work. She tried to push my head away at first but very soon was pulling my head deeper into her slit to lick away at her perfect little clit. I pulled my head up and told Steve to have some fun as well if he liked and with one hand I reached up and pulled one of her breasts to indicate what I meant. I looked up to see my lifelong buddy grab hold of my wife’s tit and roughly pull and kneed it inches from my face. When I saw their mouths lock in a kiss I pulled my drenched face back and allowed her to pull his huge cock into her soaking wet little pussy. I was quite shocked to find Steve was not only already naked he had a huge boner. Whenever she was that wet my penis often flips out easily and I have a difficult time keeping it in or even realizing if it is in or not but Big T’s cock which was at least twice the size of mine limp and hard it was unbelievable to me. He worked at her pussy for what seemed like at least five minutes more before he started to be able to fit just the head in. It was easily as large around as her wrist. As his head finally appeared to force it’s way in Yoko began to moan, it was low and almost a growl. I had and still have never heard her make that sound again. Her face wretched like she was in great pain and I stepped up and told Steve that it was over but he just continued. Yoko was now frantically crawling away from his massively swollen organ, which was rippled with veins like some great cedar tree, fist full by fist full she had crawled so far up the bed away from him that her head struck soundly against the head board as he finally and swiftly drove the shaft of that manly beast as deep as it could possibly go into my agonized wife. I grabbed him by his shoulder and told him, no, ordered him to stop but without even looking at me he simply shrugged my hand off his shoulder and told me to fuck off. “Trust me this is what she has always wanted bro,” he sneered as he quickly increased the rhythm to a pounding, now holding her waist securely in both hands he drove my tiny wife’s girlish body onto that unbelievably dark cock of his, his balls slapping her wet ass with every thrust. Every time she came she screamed and growled and moaned like a she wolf, never in our lives together had I heard or seen her like this. She looked possessed by some sexual demon but I could now see she was loving every millisecond of this. She was, once he slowed his rhythm, kissing him so passionately and deeply I was shocked. My little penis was actually dripping in my jeans. After nearly and hour of this, without stop or rest, he suddenly began to shake and he quickly pulled his manhood from her now visibly stretched, loose and swollen pussy and ejaculated what must have been a cup of cream all over her belly and breasts. He then stood up and put his pants on. He told us he had to get home to his wife, thanked us and left. I walked over to Yoko who lay exhausted across the bed which was now soaked in sweat and other bodily fluids. The stench of Big T’s musk filled the room and for a moment I thought I would puke, but Yoko looked mischievously at me and giggled and within a hearts beat I was stripped naked and glued to her, sealed with his cum. we had sex until I felt like my little pink stub was raw and yet Yoko still wanted more. At 2:30 pm Big-T knocked on out Hotel room door as we were about to go out shopping. He simply handed me some money and told me not to come back for at least five hours or he would beat the shit out of me. As I got in the car I was sickened to see three other big black guys smile at me and climb the stairs to our hotel room. I went to the tavern and had a few beers and tried to watch the ballgame on the tv but my hands were sweaty, cold and shaking on the dark wood table, my little dinky was throbbing at it’s maximum three and a half inch capacity. At five hours I hurried out to my car and drove back across town to the Hotel. As I parked the car I saw Big T leaving with another black guy I had never seen before, then I noticed there were three others standing by Big T’s car and another two in a pick up parked next to it. I hurried up the stairs and was stopped by Big T, I cowered away from him expecting a punch but the punch was only play, he grinned and told me that we would be staying two more nights, that he and his ‘hommies’ had already paid. He told me they would be back later and that he wanted fresh sheets on the bed and he wanted their little hole washed out. I told him I would and hurried on into our room where another black guy with a Atlanta Falcon’s ball cap was just adjusting his over sized jeans next to the bed. The smell in that room is indescribably and Yoko and the bed were both covered in slime and filth, she was laying spread eagle panting like she had just run a marathon. The last guy left and I hurried about getting clean sheets and pillow cases from the front desk clerk. I got Yoko up and in the bath, An hour later she came back in and we had sex once more laying on the cum drenched sheets now on the floor. After I came she went off to the shower again. Big T and his friends did not come back until about six pm the next day, Yoko slept much of that time away. We ordered pizza in and just ate in the room, neither of us wanted to miss them when they came back. When they did it was all the same guys, Big T again gave me a wad of cash and told me loose myself, which I did. I came back about nine hours later and found Yoko alone, passed out still covered in fresh ooze and I snuggled up to her an fell to sleep cooled and sticky as hell but now loving that smell. This continued for the duration of our ‘visit’, Six Months later now and we are back in Japan, Yoko is very visibly pregnant we are expecting in two and a half months, her breasts have swollen and she is lactating like crazy. Her nipples have swollen and have darkened so much they are the color of stained wood now rather than the old strawberry pink. The Doctor said it is a boy and Yoko and I have a hunch it maybe a little darker skinned than anyone in either of our families but that is alright with us because Yoko and I are happy and fulfilled now. It is or will be our baby no mater what the genes may say and one day we both talk about seeing if we could let this all happen over again.