Guys become a cuckold via different routes & I think that this matters when you learn your new role. If you want this lifestyle then you might have spent months or more on persuading your wife to obtain on with it & enjoy herself. If you fall into the position, because your wife has been fucking around, then that’s different. It’s often a rescue operation & you salvage whatever you can have. In the second case, my case, she has all the power from the outset & you’re scrabbling around for crumbs. The key question is then, what do you bring to the situation that makes it worth her while keeping you on, perhaps when she has already decided that you’re a loser?
Marie is what people these days call a cougar. She’s forty, has her own business & is financially independent of me, & retains the sort of looks that a 30 year woman would die for. I have never been able to keep up with her, the drive & the motivation, the self assurance & poise. So I shouldn’t have been surprised to learn last autumn that a younger & very successful man was fucking her. Ben is taller than me; a gym fit specimen. I learned my fate one weekend when I was up in the loft reading some old papers & my wife must have thought I’d gone out. It was a quiet reverie moment, until through the crack in the loft hatch I saw Marie come into the bedroom with her bloke. His shoulders looked huge from up there & shortly my wife’s pretty arms were draped over them. He pushed his hand inside the crotch of her jeans, & said huskily to her, ‘I’m going to fuck you bloody hard’ to which she mewed, ‘you always take what you want don’t you.’ It was strange to hear Marie talking so kittenish & even stranger then to see Ben direct her down onto his cock which was sticking complex & statuesque out from his chinos. She worshipped his manhood, licking & sucking it like a little whore, & to my horror, he casually ejaculated into her mouth & she swallowed it all down. Her full lips were smeared with spunk. You cannot know how devastating something like that is. To know that when you kiss your wife ever after, you know that she has been sucking the cock of someone else she prefers.
Marie’s jeans were roughly removed & she leaned forward against the dresser so that Ben could pump into her cunt from behind. Her cunny was shaven save for a triangle of wispy hair pointing down to her clitoris. Unremarkable you may say until I tell you that I hadn’t seen her sex in three months. We’d been sleeping apart because of her hectic work schedule & (I then suspected) that she might be starting the alter in life. Well, there was no alter indicated here. Marie fucked as she lived, full on & hard. She took his thick prick, full shaft & vigorously. Ben’s huge hands gripped her hips & pulled her sex back & forth along the length of his shiny member. It was relentless pounding sex. He made Marie gasp & scream & the sound of their bodies slapping together, amidst the lusty grunts & groans will haunt me forever. ‘You fucking hot little bitch’ Ben exclaimed when at last he was nearing his climax. ‘I’m your hot bitch’ she replied & a tingle went down my spine. That was humiliating.
They climaxed together, grinding & writhing in the clinch. Marie’s neck was puce red with the excitement of it, her face glowing with perspiration from the deep, complex fuck. He must have shot a load up her because when he pulled his still throbbing member out, spunk splashed onto her jeans below, trailing from her slit. Things raced through my mind. When I took her to the theatre & she had been late, her cunt was probably full of his spunk. That morning she came home after sleeping over at a ‘friends’ was probably one when her sex was awash with his jizz. I thought, ‘shit, you’ve lost already’. Watching her snog with him tenderly afterwards was a watershed. I thought, don’t fight that, don’t try & beat him. Think of something different so that she can have the best life ever-‘cake & eat it’ was what I called it.
If any of you guys reading this have been cuckolded this way- the chief thing to say is that you shouldn’t confront your wife. That way only leads to huge solicitor fees & the divorce court. Instead, play the long game & suppress your gnawing anxiety that mean time she could dump you. Be attentive, be generous & be broad minded. Encourage her to enjoy girl’s nights out, remark in a bohemian way on affairs & such like that hit the news. When one Hollywood starlet was in the news for fucking around with some tycoon I remarked, ‘its bloody stupid to pretend that powerful women don’t have powerful appetites. What’s with the husband, just accept it, she fucks as she pleases’. I could see that Marie was interested, that she approved my attitude. It suggested complete compliance should she announce that Ben was fucking her- even though right then she wasn’t ready to spill the beans.
We had other conversations, seemingly incidental ones. Don’t steer the discussion too much that way, don’t be heavy handed. Once, some weeks after when we had been down town I bought her another Cartier watch. OK she already had four, yet what the hell, they were so chic on her wrist & made her feel spoilt which was what I wanted. We went to a wine bar afterwards & she told me that a 22 year old married girlfriend of hers had taken a lover behind her husband’s back. I knew the girl & it could have been true- she was stunning. So I said that I wasn’t especially surprised, & then asked, ‘is she going to have his kids?’ Marie thought that likely, once the husband had accommodated the idea. She was really excited- you could see it in her eyes as she spoke. OK Marie said that going ‘that far’ was not something most wives did, yet it was sexy that women these days were calling the shots. It was the submission to female control that gave her a thrill. When we received back & for the first time in months, she said that she felt dirty approximately me. She loved the gift & wanted me to lick her out- nothing more. I dutifully complied. As she straddled my mouth & lowered her sex onto my face, I licked delicately & effectively- sucking her clitoris.
If you’re in a situation similar to my own you’d better be ready for that moment. Consider, you want her to love this as its some sort of sex for you. OK it’s not a satisfactory complex cocking role, yet beggars cannot be choosers. But it’s difficult too because you’re approximately to lap at a cunny that has been taking a bigger cock. You probably guess that she’s fantasizing approximately him as you lick her out. She will tell him that she now makes you obey & come to cunny- as a supplicant. Her cunny is your bloody altar! You’ve read the selfish gene or some such so you know the consequences. He will feel exultant approximately this & fuck her all the harder. She becomes queen- you are her subject & she submits only to the alpha male in her life.
It was a shock to lick Marie’s cunt. First off, I quickly realised how loose & well exercised she was. If I was allowed to put my willy in there, she probably wouldn’t even notice it. Her hole gapes more & as you lap away & she starts to writhe, her juices squirt out of her crevasse freely. She soaked my nose & my mouth with her slimy, glistening exudates. What you don’t anticipate is the intoxication. Marie was ‘on’ for Ben, exuding a more powerful & seductive body aroma. Perhaps the scientists can explain that, as ‘being on heat’ or some such, yet you are quickly addicted to it. You sense even a waft of her body perfume if she walks into the room.
‘You are a dirty little lap dog aren’t you,’ she exclaimed through clenched teeth, enjoying the attention. ‘I’m going to make you do this again. If I twist my watch around my wrist like this (she demonstrated) you know what you have to do.’ It was a game, our dirty little game, yet amidst all my shame I welcomed it! Marie wanted this, perhaps in time she would even need this. It was the first time that I believed that I might still have some sort of place in her sex life. I told her that I was addicted to her cunny, to her perfume. I was drunk on her looks for sure, yet enslaved by the way she rode my mouth. ‘Good’ she purred, rubbing her sex against my tongue, coming selfishly, thinking approximately him, having her cake & eat it.
The need for release post that rite de passage is immense- let me assure you. You want to fuck like crazy, to beg her to do a hand job on you or to let fly with your own paws. But you mustn’t- you really mustn’t! It’s not a reciprocal gratification, the pleasure has to be all Madam’s. Right then it was too. Marie kissed me sweetly on the forehead & told me to go & draw a bath because she had a brief phone call to make.