Definition of a cuckold

For those that are curious what a cuckold is... read the cuckold entry on wikipedia.com.

Creampie article

Found this article interesting from a blog called "Hotwife Allie" - The sexual adventures of a very special Hotwife and the blog musings of her loving husband.

Enjoy: Creampies and the Blues

Interesting T-Shirt Concept

Interesting T-Shirt Concept, a ruler showing the size of your cock. My little penis would require me to have only 4.5" of a ruler on my chest...



Here is the info from another site about the shirt:

Alright, sorry again. Anyway, here's a new spin on customizable tees. Advertise the size of your junk on your chest. Tell them your "size" in quarter inch increments when you checkout, and that's the size ruler you'll get on your shirt. I'd be more likely to wear this if it didn't say "sizeofcock" on the ruler though. It's small, but I think it would be funnier with just a ruler. People would have to think about it a lot more. But anyway, here it is if that's your sort of thing

Cuckold Game - Stairways to Heaven

As found at Cuckold Forum.

There are 15 steps on the stairs leading to the bedroom. We start the game at the bottom of the stairs.

I walk up 3 steps and ask my husband a question about my current lover. The question is about my lover's likes/dislikes. As my husband doesn't know the lovers I take he usually has to guess the answer.

I then walk up another 3 steps and then ask him another question. I do this until I am at the top of the stairs where I ask him one last question. This makes a total of 5 questions. I then tell my husband how many questions he got wrong.

My husband knows that he has a maximum of 6 minutes inside me (not that he needs that long). For every wrong answer I take 1 minute off and he has to put a condom on. If he gets all 5 answers wrong he has to put on 5 condoms and only gets 1 minute inside me. This is a double-edged sword as for each wrong answer he gets less time inside me and less feeling because of the condoms.

If he gets all 5 questions right he gets to fuck me bareback which is the heaven part (for him).

Great Place For The Key

The cuckold is locked, while the wife has an interesting anklet. I am sure her lover enjoys seeing it on her ankle while fucking her, knowing that her hubby is at home locked up, unable to get hard, unable to stroke his little penis...

Interview with Ms MacComb

Enjoy this interview with Ms MacComb: Interview, from Hot Wife Blog - hotwife and cuckold husband fetish discussion.

First Cock That I Watched My Wife Suck

Here are a couple of pictures from the first weekend that I saw my former wife with another man. I spent the weekend in panties and sissy feminine socks

Female Polygamy

An interesting article, called "The New Marriage: female polygamy"

An essay from sex therapist & relationships counsellor Susan Gower suggesting reasons for why "cuckold" relationships are becoming more prevalent.

The New Marriage: female polygamy by Dr Susan Gower

After studying human sexuality for many years it has become inarguable that more and more couples are choosing a relationship in which the wife engages in sexual activity with a variety of men while her husband remains faithful. I have witnessed this form of relationship helping to save– not ruin – many marriages.

Psychologically, women are hardwired differently than men. A woman has a dual sex drive. The first is centered on finding a mate for life to help support her and her offspring. This is why (and when) love is such an important part of a women's sexual desire. The second is a desire to obtain a variety of the best genetic material to produce the best children. This second desire begins to grow once a woman has found her life mate and grows stronger as time with him progresses. Eventually, this later and more powerful drive overpowers her sexual desire for her life mate. This is why a woman's sexual desire for her husband diminishes over time.

At the same time her sexual desire for other men is increasing. Often this desire for other men becomes so strong she cannot deny it. This does not make her immoral or mean that she no longer loves her husband. It is simply part of her genetic code.

As a result, a woman's increasing sexual appetite, due to her biologically age based sex drive, gives her greater sexual needs than her husband. She needs more sexual encounters, longer sexual encounters and more orgasms than her spouse isa able to provide. Her older or same-age husband, on the other hand, wants sex far less than his wife, oftentimes lasts only a few minutes before he reaches orgasm and is then no longer interested in sex. As a marriage continues this discrepancy in sexual needs increases dramatically, usually to the breaking point of a wife secretly finding a lover or lovers outside the marriage. This is usually the point when patients consult me.

Compounding these factors is that nature has not only given women a two prong and exponentially stronger sex drive than men, it has also given women the ability to experience a far greater quantity, intensity, and variety of sexual pleasure and orgasm than men. This is nature's way of motivating a woman to seek out sexual activity considering the risk she bears in doing so. (Even though today's contraceptives greatly reduce these risks, they do nothing to diminish the internal triggers that drive a woman's need for a variety of sex and sex partners. If anything, this reduction of risk intensifies her drive to seek pleasure.)

As a result, women can experience a wide range and intensity of sexual pleasure and diversity of orgasm. Besides the pleasure and orgasms derived from manual, oral and coital stimulation of a woman's clitoris, all three of which feel distinctly different, a woman can reach a completely different sensation of pleasure. This variety is obviously best accomplished by the use of multiple sexual partners.

Men, on the other hand, are far simpler sexually. Stimulate their glans (the little patch of skin at the front of the penis just below it's head) and they ejaculate. Furthermore, men can get nearly the same level of satisfaction from masturbating as the do completing a sex act with a woman. The male also has a much simpler sex drive than a woman. He simply wants to mate with any female he finds desirable. The longer he is denied sex, the stronger his desire grows and the criterion by which he finds a woman desirable lowers.

Since it is for the woman who decides if he will be allowed to have sex with her or not, his desire for her sexually is also linked to the desire for her approval. As he becomes more interested in her the desire to please her as a way to get sex can become overwhelming for him. That is why you will often see men acting foolishly in front of females they desire, even though they have no chance to have sex with them.

My experience with couples therapy has shown me that, although women are biologically designed for multiple partners, allowing men to have multiple partners is almost always bad idea. Interviews with couples in ‘open marriages’ have shown that these marriages almost always lead to a competition between the two spouses regarding who is having more sex with more partners. A wife will always win this competition because it is much easier for a woman to find sexual partners than it is for a man. The competition, however, can become nasty, ugly and often cruel. A wife will sometimes be drawn into the competition so deeply she will have sex with far more men than she wishes too, and her husband will have growing feelings of inadequacy, as he cannot keep up with his wife. This kind of competition almost always destroys a relationship.

The idea of open marriage also assumes the erroneous notion that men need a variety of sex partners. While all evidence indicates that a married woman both physiologically and psychologically does need a variety of sexual partners, a married man does not. The genetic code that drives a man is the thrill of pursuit, not the need for variety. Husbands in clinical studies who's desire for their wives have waned and who's interest have turned to other women have been completely turned around when their wives begin using arousal and sex-denial techniques on them. These techniques instill uncertainty in the husband as to whether he will be allowed to complete a sex act with her or not. Time after time, in study after study, these husband's desires have been focused back to their wives exclusively, losing all interest in other women. The wives in these studies were even able to vary their husband's level of interest through increasing or decreasing their application of arousal and sex-denial techniques.

Unsurprisingly, since human societal structures were originally matriarchal, societies that still live today in ways closer to our original female and male roles do not suffer from the damages of psychological and physiological stress. In these more basic societies, far from the modern world, are nearly always matriarchal and it is the women in these societies who control property, family affairs and sexual activity.

These women will usually have multiple husbands and lovers. One or two of these men provide them with food, shelter and security, while the others provide them with sex. In these societies there is no violence, crime, or sexual perversion. Men are focused on pleasing their wives instead of impressing other women in the group or competing with other men, except in the area of being good sex providers. Wives will keep this competition light and fun and ongoing. Men focused on this kind of competition do not compete with each other in other ways either, leading to much stronger male/male friendships and cooperation.

An unlikely place further confirmation of the appropriateness of cuckolding in human bonding relationships was discovered in the findings of primate studies. In one study, researchers found two anatomical influencers of fidelity in primates. One was the physical size difference between the sexes. The other was the male's ratio of penis size to body mass.

It was found that in those species of primates where the female was considerably larger than the male, the female would have many sexual partners and bond with none. As female/male size became closer, the female would bond with one male. This male would remain faithful to her, but she would continue to have sex with non-bonded males. It was found that this was not reversed until the male became extremely larger than the female.

The second influencer the researchers discovered was the ratio of penis size to body mass. In species where the difference in physical size between the sexes was slight, (as it is in humans) the penis to body size ratio increased female sexual behavior. The smaller the penis to body size, the more bonded males were restricted to activity with only their mate while females would engage in sexual activity with a variety of non-bonded males. Within these groups, females would generally bond with males with smaller penises and engage in sexual activity with better-endowed, non-bonded males. The most common activity between females and their mates was grooming and eating, with the far greater amount of sexual activity occurring between mated females and males other than their mates. Neither mated nor non-mated females would engage in sexual activity with bonded males who were not their own mates. The most frequent sexual activity of bonded males was masturbation.

This study particularly intrigued me because it's findings correlated so closely with my own experiences. Among my patients, husbands with smaller penises were not only more agreeable to being cuckolded, but would even sometimes suggest it. These very enlightened, lesser-endowed, husbands were keenly aware of their inability to satisfy their wives sexually. By accepting their wives engaging in sex with other men they were relieved of the pressure to perform.

Also interesting is that women, like other primate females, will rarely engage in sex with married men. A husband's wedding band makes for a fairly efficient chastity device.. A wife's wedding band, however, does little and sometimes even encourages pursuit by men. This further illustrates that the innate human proclivity for cuckold relationships goes genetically even deeper.

Just as our modern lives preventing us from responding to our need to express our flight or fight response leads to stress, and our turning from whole foods to processed foods give us all sorts of physical ailments, our denial of our natural sexual programming leads to untold emotional and behavioral problems.

It would startle the average person to learn how many divorces are caused by the inequity of a woman's unfulfilled sexual needs. In an effort to protect the man from humiliation it is rarely mentioned in polite society that the reason for a couple's divorce was because the wife was finding sexual satisfaction outside their marriage. If we could be open and honest about a women's needs, and that it is not the fault of their husbands that they need to fulfill those needs outside their marriages, then maybe we could begin to embrace cuckoldry as a healthy societal norm and save far more marriages.

I have seen many marriages saved by the acceptance of the practice of cuckoldry, rather than viewing it as a grounds for divorce. I have seen in my own female patients that once they start to engage in sex outside their marriage - with the acceptance of their husbands and the security that their husbands will remain faithful - they become more centered, calm and confident. Similarly, once their husbands get past their jealous feelings and fear of inadequacy they become calmer and more mature, no longer engaging in childish macho behavior like obsession with sports. They even loose their interest in pornography as their wives recounting of their extramarital exploits, or their participation in those exploits, becomes much more titillating to them than the artificial titillation of pornography.

When my female clients add the uncertainty principle of arousal and denial to their cuckold marriage a woman can bring her husband back to the days when they were first dating. Husbands become more focused on their wives and no longer suffer the frustrating feelings caused by a desire for unattainable women.

Good chastity story/recant

From a great site: Altairboy's Chastity Site

Here is the first paragraph:

My husband had adjusted quite well to his CB-3000 since I first started using it three years ago. We got it after I had asked him if his cock ever erected when he looked at other women. He admitted that it did, and I immediately thought it was a bad thing for my husbands cock to erect for any other woman, but me. I just think its best if my husband's cock can't be indiscriminately erecting for any impure thoughts or any sexy woman he happens to see.

See the rest on Altairboy's site at "Keeping a locked husband"

Going to play again with Mistress Kara

The only response that I got from my ad on craigslist was from Mistress Kara. She is an amazing woman that I have served and played with before. We exchanged emails and I am going to be fortunate to play with her again. I am very happy about that.

I am already back to wearing panties and sissy feminine socks. She has asked for me to keep her informed when I touch and play with my little clitty so that she can get a sense of just how much control she needs to put back in place. I have also been requested to look for real men for her. Very very cool and very very happy.

Here is the ad that I had placed that Mistress Kara responded to:

Looking to be a cuckold again - m4w - 38 (san jose south)

My prior marriage was cuckold based. The last 7 years of my 9 years with my wife, she enjoyed herself with other men while I was monogamous to her. I have been involved in the BDSM scene as well.

I have been debating in my mind since my marriage ended (about two years) on whether or not I wanted to pursue another cuckold based relationship. I had been most recently in a vanilla based relationship that I was hoping would allow me to explore that debate further. With the idea to slowly evolve the relationship towards being a cuckold again.

That sort of evolution is difficult I believe. I am relationship free once again and have decided to explore a relationship from the cuckold side again.

Being a cuckold is complex and at times difficult. It requires a level of trust and communication to be completely successful. I do know that complete success is an ideal, not a goal. That is true even for a vanilla relationship. All relationships will have its ups and downs. My goal is to have the ups greatly out weigh the downs. Something that requires active participant from both sides.

A little bit about me, I am 5'7", good shape, decent build. Have been working in the software industry for about 14 years. For me it is important that my partner and I have common interests and desires beyond the sexual realm (though that is very important).

I live in the Evergreen area of San Jose, big fan of the San Jose Sharks (though I didn't miss it as much as I thought I would last year). Really enjoy laughing, life experience has taught me that life is too short to not be happy. Can't say I am always happy, but I definitely try.

I would love to hear from you.

Found pics of my former wife

While working in my house yesterday, I came across a floppy that had written on it "Pics 4 Sam". Sam being my former wife's name. The wife that enjoyed getting fucked by other men for the last 7 years of our 9 years together. On the floppy was a set of 4 pictures.

Couple of things in the pictures was exciting for me...

I have a huge sock fetish and she was getting fucked bareback. This is the same man from the post My wife with one of her regulars. I did not know that he was fucking my wife bareback, not surprising though... that makes 4 men that I know for sure had the pleasure of fucking my wife bareback, while I was cut off for the last two years.

Interesting List

Below is a list that I found on the internet. Some of the ideas are a little extreme for me, but overall a great list.

1. Tease your husband with sex and sexual ideas.
2. Comment on how good other men look to you.
3. Tell your husband you like big dicks.
4. Tell your husband his dick is not big enough for you.
5. Tell your husband your lover/s are much better at sex.
6. Tell your husband he is a wimp.
7. Tell your husband is a fag.
8. Laugh, grin, giggle or shake your head in contempt every time you see your husbands dick.
9. Tell your husband you can't wait to have sex with someone else.
10. Tell your husband you're horny because you have been thinking of some other man.
11. Make your husband watch as you prepare to go out to look for other men.
12. Make your husband watch as you prepare to go out on a date.
13. Take a lot of care when you get ready to go out. Do your self up really good, a long bubble bath, shave your legs, paint your nails, wear perfume and jewelry, do your hair, everything, the whole nine yards.
14. Shave your pussy.
15. Make your husband bathe you, shave your legs and pussy, pick out clothes, jewelry and perfume to get you ready for your lovers.
16. Get a tattoo of a suggestive nature: QOS (Queen of Spades for attracting black men), black snake, "Slut", "Easy" "Robert"( your lovers name) etc. You can get temporary ones too.
17. Wear ankle bracelets. These are a sign that you are available to fuck.
18. Wear ultra sexy, revealing slutty clothing, especially high heels.
19. Don't wear underwear.
20. If you do, wear the skimpiest, sexiest thongs.
21. Flirt heavily with other men at all times, especially in front of your husband.
22. Find, meet and go out with other cheating wives.
23. Form a local cheating wives club.
24. Make your husband give you lots of cash when you go out.
25. Make your husband go out and get a hotel room for you and your lover to use and bring you the key.
26. Make your husband go with you and watch from across the bar/club as you meet, flirt and pick up men.
27. Make your husband drive you and your lover around while you and him make out, suck and fuck in the back seat.
28. Make your husband drive you and your lover to the motel and make your husband sit in the car and wait until you're done, whenever that is.
29. Make your husband go out and find lots of men for you and you pick and choose which ones you like.
30. Make your husband go into a bar/club and tell candidates that you are available for sex.
31. Suck off men under the table in a bar/club.
32. Suck off men in the parking lot or alley.
33. Let men feel you up in public.
34. Let men fuck you in the parking lot, on the hood of your husbands car or in the back seat.
35. Let your husband see, feel and eat your lover's cum that has been deposited in your face, mouth, pussy and ass.
36. Make your husband watch.
37. Deny your husband the privilege of watching.
38. Fuck another man in your bed.
39. Fuck another man while your husband is at work.
40. Fuck another man while your husband is in the next room.
41. Fuck another man, film it and make your husband watch it later.
42. Place your husband in a chastity device.
43. Tie up or otherwise restrain your husband and make him watch while you fuck other men. Consider gagging him too.
44. While your fucking your men and your husband is restrained, call your husband nasty, demeaning names.
45. While your husband watches, always verbally express how good it feels.
46. Do things with other men you wouldn't or haven't done with your husband.
47. Tell your husband all the details of your fucking.
48. Deny your husband the details of your fucking, but let him know your fucking other men.
49. Tell your mature daughters you fuck other men and Daddy likes it.
50. Fuck your husband's boss.
51. Fuck your husband's friends.
52. Fuck black men.
53. Fuck older men.
54. Fuck younger men.
55. Fuck rich men.
56. Fuck bikers, truckers and cops.
57. Tell your husband you'd like to get pregnant by another man.
58. Get pregnant by another man.
59. Suck off a man in front of your husband, and spit his cum into your husband's mouth.
60. Go to XXX adult video booths and suck dicks through glory holes.
61. Make your husband suck your lovers' dick.
62. Make your husband lick your lovers' asshole.
63. Make your husband take your lovers dick up the ass.
64. Make your husband wear women's clothing, make up and a wig.
65. Make your husband clean the house while you're out fucking
other men.
66. Make your husband baby sit your lover's children while you got out with your lover.
67. Make your husband wash and wax your lover's car while you fuck in your bed.
68. Make your husband go to your lover's house and mow, paint, do other chores while you fuck in your bed.
69. Make your husband get a "Cuckold" tattoo.
70. You and your lover escort your husband to the clinic for a vasectomy and you both watch while it is done.
71. Make your husband work more overtime while you go out.
72. Make your husband pick out and pay for gifts for your lovers.
73. Make your husband ask your lovers to fuck you.
74. Make fun of your husbands' dick in front of your lovers and your husband.
75. Deride, insult, and name call your husband in front of him and your lovers.
76. Have your lovers humiliate your husband.
77. Have your lovers slap your husband.
78. Teach your daughters to have sex with your lovers.
79. Teach your daughters to humiliate their father.
80. Go out looking for men with your daughters.
81. Piss on your husband right before you leave for a date.
82. Shit on your husband right before you leave for a date.
83. Deny your husband sex for long periods of time.
84. Deny your husband all sex, even masturbation.
85. Allow your husband only masturbation.
86. Let a big dog fuck your husband.
87. Walk around your house naked but deny your husband sex.
88. Watch porn movies but masturbate but deny your husband sex.
89. Masturbate in front of your husband while you tell him the details of your sex with others.
90. Bring home used condoms and give them to your husband.
91. Wear all jewelry, clothes given to you by your lovers.
92. Have your lover's call you at home and ask for you when your husband answers.
93. Let your lovers use your husband's prize possessions i.e. boat, motorcycle, guns, computers, car/truck, etc. anytime they want.
94. Leave notes for your husband telling him your out on a date and for him to clean the house, wash the car, do chores etc.
95. Call your lovers in front of your husband just to flirt, chat and make dates.
96. Make your husband buy all of your condoms and lube.
97. Make your husband pay for all items and services related to your fucking other men.
98. Make your husband lick out cum from your pussy and ass.
99. Make your husband lick off any pussy juice and cum from your lovers dick.
100. Make your husband suck your lovers' dick into a hard on so your lover can fuck you again.
101. Make your husband guide your lovers' dick into your pussy and ass.
102. Make your husband lie under the bed while you fuck your lovers.
103. Tell your girlfriends your husband is a cuckold and you cheat on him a lot.
104. Tell your mother.
105. Tell HIS mother.
106. Find girlfriends you like to go out with that hate your husband.
107. Make your husband buy you sex toys.
108. When out buying slut clothes, take your husband with you and make it clear to the sales staff that the clothes will be worn for other men, not your husband. Say things like, "Oh! He'll love this!" Or, "Mmm, I know I can pick up a lot guys with that!"
109. Fall in love with another man.
110. Tell your lover you love him in front of your husband.
111. Have a second marriage ceremony with all your closest friends that know you're a slut, remove the ring given to you by your husband and wear the ring given to you by your lover. Make your husband the ring bearer and an usher and leave for a honeymoon financed by your husband. Hell, take the kids.
112. Same as above but leave the kids for hubby to take care of.
113. Take photos and video of your husband sucking dicks and getting assfucked by other men, and then store them securely for future viewing.

Great Posting from The Cuckold Forum

One of my favorite sites is "The Cuckold Forum"

Below is a posting from that site:

Wife makes videos with other men but denies me

Has anyone here ended up in a completely different situation than they expected? I always liked the idea of a woman having more than one lover, it is so naughty and erotic. The woman I married was always the sexually promiscuous type. She got into the leather and piercing scene during college, and played the domination game with a lot of her sex-partners. By the time she met me, after college, she had turned much more respectable, at least on the outside, and didn't even suggest taking a lover other than myself. She had removed all of her piercings except for one of her nipples and didn't have any current lovers. After we had been married a couple of years, during which time she would occasionally reminisce about her wild-days, I told her that she was welcome to do whatever she wanted, as long as she made me a video of it for me to watch. It was kind of a joke, but kind of not a joke. I should describe my wife. She's very petite and part Filipino. She has small but deliciously firm tits which she loves to squeeze while she rides a man. Being on top is definitely her thing.

It only took that one suggestion to get her started into her old ways again. She still kept in touch with some of her female friends from school who were still into the lifestyle. At least one of them was willing to share her boyfriend, and it wasn't more than a couple of weeks before she brought me a video of her straddling another cock and getting filled up with his come. When she showed it to me the first time she gave me one of her perfect hand jobs. I came almost instantly and told her I loved the whole thing.

What I didn't expect is that her friends would get her so far back into the lifestyle, or that I would enjoy it so much. One of her friends was into denying and teasing her husband while she fucked other men. When she told my wife about this my wife said it nearly made her come in her pants right then. She says hearing about how her friend would go out and fuck a lover, then come home and tell her husband about it but not allow him to fuck made flames of desire shoot through her from head to toe. So she knew she had to do that to me.

My wife came home from this discussion and asked if I would be willing to fulfill a fantasy of her concerning her sex with other men and I said "sure, what is it?" She said "you'll see".

During the next several months she continued to fuck one of her friend's boyfriends and also found another lover on her own. She continued to video-tape most of these sessions and show them to me while giving me hand-jobs. We were still fucking quite a bit though. One evening she was showing me one of the videos and slowly stroking me cock when she told me that part of her fantasy was not allowing me to fuck her at all for a while. She told me about her friend and her husband and how much he loves his wife fucking other men but not him. She told me that she couldn't think about anything other than that anymore and she wanted to try it out for a while and see if I could handle it. I told her I was willing to do that for a while.

Over the next two months or so I didn't fuck my wife at all. We often made love other ways. Mostly she would sit on my face while she gave me a hand job or had me masturbate, or on occasion give me a blow job. During this time she was coming harder and longer and more often than she every had with me. She told me that the sight of me coming all over my stomach with her hand or my hand instead of fucking her made her hornier than ever. She also loved making me watch a video of her fucking one of her lovers.

At the end of that time we were getting into it one night when she climbed on top of me and slid me inside her again. It was complete heaven for me, but I could tell by the look on her face that something was wrong. I asked and she said that the had been having so much fun not letting me fuck her that she was sorry she put me inside her. She said she wanted this to be the last time I was inside her for a very long time, much longer than just a couple months. And that she wanted to stop giving me blow jobs also. She didn't want me to penetrate her at all for as long as she wished. She was disappointed that she had let me inside her this time and wished she hadn't allowed me to fuck her.

Most of this was not what I expected. I hadn't heard much about women denying their husbands penetration and only fucking other men. But I was having a great time with it and her hand jobs are frigging fantastic. I also didn't believe she would be into this all that long as she usually seemed to tire of new kinds fairly quickly. I filled up her pussy almost immediately and for what's turned out to be the last time in well over a year. She stopped seeing one of her two lovers and then found another man to take his place, but I haven't been back inside her pussy or mouth since then. She shows no signs of tiring of this kink yet and I haven't asked her how long it will be. I love licking her and coming all over my stomach with her hand or my hand, and I love knowing other men are fucking her and filling up her pussy and mouth but I'm not. Part of me actually hopes she never lets me penetrate her again. She still comes much harder and longer than she used to while I lick her, and a lot of the time she will come extra hard when I start to shoot my load all over myself.

Definitely not what I expected when I first told her she could fuck another man. This is much better.

Looking to be a cuckold again

I am back to being single. The relationship with my girlfriend has come to an end.

I have decided to search for another cuckold based relationship for the next couple of months. I found an interesting post via craigslist.org.

Here is the post and my "slightly editted" response. Unfortunately the ad had already expired.

Cuckold or Hotwife relationship? - w4m

Very attractive, strong, independant woman, looking to explore this aspect of her sexuality with a secure partner who will remain monogamous to her. If this sort of relationship would appeal to you, please email with your pic and any information you think I would be interested in, and I will reply in kind. I am interested in something long term, and not interested in finding any bulls/studs at this time. Married men please click your back button, I am not interested.


My response (including a vanilla photo of me):

Hello,

It is always interesting to see a personal posting on Craigslist that involves cuckolding.

My prior marriage was cuckold based. The last 7 years of my 9 years with my wife, she enjoyed herself with other men while I was monogamous to her. As my email address shows, I have been involved in the BDSM scene as well. All part of being kinky. :)

I have been debating in my mind since my marriage ended (about two years) on whether or not I wanted to pursue another cuckold based relationship. I had been most recently in a vanilla based relationship that I was hoping would allow me to explore that debate further. With the idea to slowly evolve the relationship towards being a cuckold again.

That sort of evolution is difficult I believe. I am relationship free once again and have decided to explore a relationship from the cuckold side again.

Being a cuckold is complex and at times difficult. It requires a level of trust and communication to be completely successful. I do know that complete success is an ideal, not a goal. That is true even for a vanilla relationship. All relationships will have its ups and downs. My goal is to have the ups greatly out weigh the downs. Something that requires active participant from both sides.

A little bit about me, I am 5'7", good shape, decent build. Have been working in the XXXXXXX industry for about 14 years. First and foremost for me is that my partner and I have common interests and desires beyond the sexual realm (though that is important as well).

I live in XXXXXX (XXXXX area), big fan of the NHL and the XXXXXX (though I didn't miss it as much as I thought I would last year). Really enjoy laughing, life experience has taught me that life is too short to not be happy. Can't say I am always happy, but I definitely try.

I would love to hear from you. Good luck in your search in either case.

Tim

Commentary from another site

It seems they're everywhere, cuck fantasists. The cuckold is growing in popularity.

Read the entire entry at Cuck Fantasist at Hot Wife Blog.

Complex life of a cuckold

PunishedCuckoldHusbands blog

An interesting blog: PunishedcuckoldHusbands - Part of the www.punishedcuckoldhusbands.com website, this blog educates other adults about alternative relationships and lifestyles.

Here is a little snippet from the latest entry:

Cuckolding 101

The word cuckold means "the husband of an unfaithful wife". Broader implications in "our" world mean something different and so much more. Unfaithful? Yes. But that seems to imply cheating behind his back. While this does occur, I can not condone it. I believe that what makes cuckolding special is the very fact that the husband does know, does approve (or not) and often is either willing or ordered to assist his wife in her dating other men. While she is not faithful to him in the biblical sense, she is in that he is fully aware of it, and either approves or tolerates it, or he would obviously divorce her and go on his way.

See the rest at the Cuckolding 101 entry.

The Swap Club

A favorite story of mine from DarkWanderer, written by WimpHub. Enjoy!!


The Swap Club

By WimpHub

Chapter 1

We were at the huge house of my wife Jill's rich friend Sally. Jill had persuaded me to go along to one of Sally's wife swapping parties, which she held once a week.

Jill and I were both 30, having been married for 5 years. She is a gorgeous redhead, 5' 6" very pretty, with a great figure. I only agreed to go to the party because I thought a little variety might do us good.

When we arrived, I noticed five other couples there, including Sally and her husband. I knew some of the faces vaguely, and I could not help noticing that all the men looked bigger than my 5' 2". There was also a huge black man who did not seem to have any one with him.

Sally stood up and announced the arrangements for the evening. She said that to add spice to the swap, she had invited an extra man along. The idea was that each of the girls would draw a number from one to six from a hat, which would decide in which order they chose their man. If the extra man left over was one of the husbands, they would have to wear a chastity belt for one week while the man chosen by his wife would have exclusive access to her for that week.

I was arrogant enough to think I could hold my own with the other men, so it was agreed by all. The girls drew their numbers, and Jill got number one giving her first choice. She immediately picked the black guy, who turned out to be called Lance.

The second girl, Jane was about to pick when my wife said in a loud voice:

"I should warn you that my husband has a very tiny cock!"

This caused great laughter to all the others, and great embarrassment to me. It also meant that my chances of being chosen were nil., and so it turned out. I was made to go over to Sally, who told me to drop my trousers and underwear, so she could fit the belt I did as I was told.

"Oh dear" laughed Sally when she saw my cock, "how could you hope to satisfy anyone with that? I have seen thicker pencils!" More derisive laughter from the others.

Sally then explained that each couple would take one of her 6 bedrooms for their pleasure. She turned to me and said I would have to go home and wait for Jill to return.

I went home feeling very unhappy that I would have no sex for a week while Lance could have her when he wanted.

Chapter 2

Jill did not arrive home until about seven next morning. I could see from the look of her that she had probably spent most of the night being fucked by her black stud.

"Boy, can he fuck" she said happily "and he has a baseball bat down his trousers!" I was beginning not to like this arrangement.

"I feel a bit sorry for you being locked up John" she went on, "but I am delighted to have Lance all week." Taking off her clothes, she took great delight in opening up her cunt and showing me the large wad of cum Lance had given her about ten minutes ago.

When I got home from work that night, Jill was already dressed up to go out.

"You are not seeing him again tonight are you?" I protested.

"Oh yes I am" she snapped. "I have him for a week, and I will be taking that monster cock every night. You had better get used to it".

She came home at about eleven that night, and got into bed naked with me. Taking my hand, she put it to her pussy to show me that he had given her another large dose of cum.

"Can you feel that John?" she purred. "You know it really turns me on knowing that you can't cum, while Lance is pumping three loads of cum up me every night. No man has ever made me so happy in bed." This made the frustration I was feeling even worse.

Next night I got home, and Lance was sitting in the lounge with Jill. There was also a young black girl in the room. Jill explained:

"John, this is Sarah, Lance's sister. We didn't think it fair for you to be without a woman, so you can have fun with Sarah tonight." I protested that I was locked up, and Jill said it was OK I could use my tongue. She then informed me that Lance would be fucking her in our bed, while Sarah and I played in the lounge.

19 year old Sarah was beautiful, and she knew it She took off her clothes and flaunted her body at me, knowing it was causing me acute frustration. Though she was a lot younger, she insisted on calling me boy to humiliate me. She had me on my knees, giving her feet a tongue bath, followed by licking and sucking her tits. Then I had to lick her young arse for about half an hour, and as a finale, sucking on her pussy for a full two hours.

As if this were not frustrating enough, I had to listen to the cries of my wife upstairs, telling Lance that she loved him, and that he could fuck her whenever he wanted.

When the brother and sister had left, I protested to Jill that this was not working out as I had expected.

"That's too bad", she spat, "you lost at the party because of your tiny dick, so you have to suffer the consequences. I will tell you something else", she went on, "If you lose at the next party, you will have to keep the lock on for another month!" I said then I would not go, but she informed me that in that case I would never get the lock off.

Chapter 3

Jill carried on going to Lance's place, and on the night before the next party she came home at eleven as usual, She had been in bed for twenty minutes when I heard the door open downstairs, followed by footsteps coming up the stairs. Lance walked into the room, and began to undress.

"I haven't had enough of you tonight yet bitch" he said, and got on top of her right next to me!

"Oh look at that cock, John" she said to me,"he's going to fuck me with it in front of you, you are going to see your wife cum on another man's cock." Then turning to Lance, she said:

"Come on you big bastard, show little dick how it's done, show him how you will be fucking his slut wife for the next month!" I could not believe my ears, and was beginning to suspect something was not right about the whole business.

Lance fucked her for a long time, with her again telling that she loved him, and begging him for her fourth load of black cum that night, and for him to give her a baby.

Sure enough, the next night I was not picked out, and once again Jill picked number one. I was now sure I had been set up. I begged Sally to remove the cock lock, and she in turn asked Jill.

"No" said my wife "If I had my way it would never come off. His little dick is no good to anyone."

"Very well" replied Sally, if you want the lock removed at some time John, you will have to agree to my terms" Having no choice, I said I would agree.

"For the next three months starting tonight, you will attend all my parties. You will be naked except for your restrainer. When the couples go up to bed, you will go in each bedroom and prepare each lady with your tongue. You will also perform any other service they may require. When you have completed that, you will go to the landing where Sarah will be waiting for you. You will service her with your tongue as required, until you hear the call for a clean up boy from any of the bedrooms. When called you will suck each lady's cunt clean of cum, and any of the gentlemen who require this service."

This caused much mirth from everyone present, and Jill cut in with her own requirements.

"Lance will be fucking me permanently from now in your place, and you will suck every drop of his cum out of me, not just at the parties, Also while you are wearing the restrainer, you will constantly be cock teased by me, and also the other ladies in the club". They all clapped at the thought of keeping me in total misery.

That was two years ago, and my cock is still locked up. Lance has moved in, and the two of them taunt me unmercifully about my frustrated state..Jill spends a lot of time teasing me and having me on my knees giving tongue service.

Sarah is also a regular visitor, and she takes particular delight in frustrating me until I am sobbing uncontrollably, She does it in front of Jill and Lance while they are cuddled up, and they both delight in my tears.

Why oh why did I agree to that swap party?

My wife with one of her regulars

Here are a few pictures that my former wife brought home to me. To show me just how small I really was in relation to the man that was fucking her on a regular basis.

My Toilet Roll Test Results

As you can clearly see, my little penis is barely 4.5" in length and less than 1 3/4" in thickness. I will be sharing a few pics soon that will show the type of cock that my former wife preferred

Cuckold = Ninja??

My Little Blog has been linked!!

After reviewing my webserver log entries, I was pleasantly surprised to see my little blog had been linked by another blog.

The blog that linked seems like an interesting site: Slut Wife Stories: I love slut wife stories

My entry that was linked: How To Get Your Wife to Cuckold You! via a Craiglist posting

Usage of the Toilet Roll Test

My wife Sarah has been spending a lot of time with her new friend Debbie. They are both 24 and met when Debbie started at Sarah's factory. They are often together and now have a regular Thursday night drinking session. After one of these sessions Sarah said that Debbie had asked her to go watching a male stripper with her and a few girls the following week. I told my wife that she would have to make up some excuse, as she shouldn�t go. Sarah laughed and said she suspected that I would say that, but she was definitely going. She then said that my dick was the only one she had seen and that listening to Debbie talk had made her realise that she might be missing something

I was taken aback by this and asked what she meant. She then said that Debbie thought that I might fail what she called the "toilet roll test". I asked what on earth she was talking about and she told me that Debbie was always talking about the size of men's dicks. She was obsessed by the subject and liked to group men into classes like Masters, Men and Little Boys

Sarah said that the Little Boy category was for those men whose erection could fit into the cardboard tube from the centre of a toilet roll! Debbie had told Sarah that she wasn't impressed with the bulge that I had and wondered how big I was. I was angry that Sarah had been discussing such things but she started laughing and said, are you worried that Debbie is right? Are you man enough to take the test?

I left and went to bed saying that she needed to sober up. Whilst I was in bed though, Sarah came in giggling. She had a toilet roll tube from the bathroom and placed it on the bedside table. She then did a very sexy strip down to her bra and panties and my hard on was instant. She came over to me, kissed me, and said whilst giggling.

You do the test now or you will not see me in undies for a month.

I told her not to be silly but she said,Sorry, I know how much you like sexy undies. It is the test now or 2 months without seeing them.

I ignored her but she picked up the tube, 3 months now. I MEAN IT. she snapped.

I knew then that I couldn't get out of this and said I couldn't believe she was doing this. She started laughing again and told me to lie back as she grabbed my dick. She pumped it a few times to ensure it was at its maximum and the started to put the tube on.

Oh dear! It fits she said and started laughing, looking directly at me.

Debbie was right. She'll be in hysterics when she hears this. You are a Little Boy

I was deeply embarrassed and incensed that she was talking of letting Debbie know. I turned over and said that there was no way that she was telling Debbie or anyone about this.

She left and came back a few minutes later, she stood there looking gorgeous in see through underwear and held out a tape measure she had taken from the kitchen.

I have to measure it now. Get it hard again. She instructed. I complained again but she just said, I know that you are a Little Boy now, there is no point hiding it and again if you don�t let me measure it, then it will be 6 months before you see me in panties again! I'll start getting dressed and undressed in the bathroom from now on shall I? You'll never see even a glimpse of my undies until you give in. I couldn't argue, I lay back trembling as she placed the tape measure alongside my erection.

Three and a half inches fully erect. It isn't much is it? I was deeply ashamed and muttered an apology. I then begged that she wouldn't tell anyone.I have to tell Debbie she said,

You see she has already told me how big her boyfriend Mark is and it wouldn't be fair to keep this a secret.

I suggested that she should say I was bigger but she dismissed this. I'm not lying to my friend. I'll tell her tomorrow at work. It isn't news to her anyway as she had checked out your bulge. She knew you were small. She always looks at men's crotches. She's got me doing it as well. Mark's is the best I have seen, it hangs to one side like he has put something down there.

I asked how big he was, as she said she knew.

She looked at my dick then looked into my eyes.

Debbie says it is nine and a half inches fully erect. It is seven inches when it is slack.

I laughed and said Debbie was joking, but Sarah shook her head and said, I'm afraid it's you who is the joke. I've seen his bulge, she isn't lying. Mark is a Master, you are a Little Boy. When Mark is slack he is twice the size of you erect.

Her words hit me like a dagger. Debbie had set off something in my wife that I knew would change our life from now on. I wasn't surprised when she said, Perhaps you are right about me not going to watch the stripper next week. They probably wouldn't match up to Mark either. I'll talk to Debbie about letting me see Mark in the flesh. She said he loves to show his thing off, he's so proud of it.

She then kissed me, got into bed and said goodnight and Oh, I wont be touching your little thing again tonight, so if you need to get rid of that stiffy I suggest you play with yourself in the bathroom.

My humiliation was complete as I got out of bed and did exactly that.

Toilet Roll Test

The Toilet Roll Test is a test that women use to determine if a cock is large enough to fuck them. It is simply if you can slide an empty toilet roll down your penis/dick/cock when you are erected than you are too thin and too small for her.

FYI: a toilet roll is 4.5" in length 1.75" in diameter.

My former wife never used the toilet roll test, her rule was that men who fucked her had to have at least a 7" cock.

A Talkie Picture from the Internet

10th man picture

An earlier blog entry was about the 10th man. Here is one of many pictures taken that night. As always, let me know if you are interested in more. I also have about 1 hour worth of video that I can share scenes from.

How To Get Your Wife to Cuckold You! via a Craiglist posting

Here is a posting that I found on Craig's List in the personal section.

Most husbands start out trying to get their wives to cuckold them by putting the emphasis on "fucking other men". This is a critical mistake. Just because this idea turns you on, doesn't mean it is going to turn your wife on. Women thinking differently then men, especially married women and the key word here is married. Women learn very early as little girls that being a good wife means being faithful to their husbands. They also have some pre-conceived ideas about marriage that makes the idea of cuckolding seem anti-marriage. Women are taught to nurture the relationship, not destroy it by fucking other men. Just because the husband says he wants it, still does not make it right in their minds.

Men have to understand that in order for a wife to become a Cuckoldress it is a process in her mind and during that process many hurdles have to be overcome mentally. The first hurdle for most women is "if I fuck someone else, what will happen to my marriage". So take the focus off of "fucking other men" and put it on "enhancing the marriage". Remember, women think in terms of relationships and men think in terms of sex, men are so stupid in how they approach their wives. You're going to have to talk about redefining the marriage and how it's going to work as a cuckold marriage. Believe me; your marriage will change cuckyboy once your wife gets more then that pathetic 4 inches you can offer her.

Let her know you're serious and this is not some perverted whim that your going through and will change your mind in two weeks. You must start communicating and a cuckold relationship takes more work then a normal one. If you are not willing to work at it then give it up!!!! Most of the cuck wannabes really do not want to work at it. If she cuckolds you, there will be plenty of work to do cuckyboy! So get use to it. You will not be giving her the cock she needs anymore, so you will have give her other things in the marriage cuckyboy.

The next hurdle is to make her feel sexy. After a few kids and 10 years of marriage most women do not feel very sexy. Take her shopping; buy her some sexy clothes and lingerie. If you do not have a dildo purchase one and not one that is 12 inches. If the only cock that she has had is your little dick then I suggest something around 8 inches. A word of caution; do not shove the dildo all the way into her pussy the first time you use it!!!! Your wife needs to be stretched properly and prepared for a bigger lover, slowly, repeat, slowly.

She needs to feel sexy again. She needs to feel desired and wanted by other men. Have her wear the clothes and fantasize about other men using the dildo. Get used to spending money on her cuckyboy, when she takes a lover you will spend plenty, hotel rooms, clothes etc...

Buy some movies; let her see how other sluts enjoy bigger cocks. If your wife has been conservative all her life, she will need to learn how to be the proper Cuckoldress Slut. Get a digital camera and start taking pictures of her all dressed up. Take her out to bars, take her dancing, get her used to going out and maybe some day she will go out and find some cock. Encourage her to go out on her own or with some girlfriends and come back and fantasize with you that she got picked up by another man. Encourage her to flirt with other men.

Take the fantasy a step further. Ask her if you can create a yahoo or msn profile with some picture of her and her email address. Place the profile under married but looking. See if you get any responses from other men. Fantasize about those men fucking her and you serving them.

My last bit of advice is to be patient. Even though she is says she won't do it, doesn't mean she is not thinking about it. Women are devious and it takes a while for them to tell our husbands what they really are thinking. If you engage her in the activities that I have suggested then she is thinking about it.

Then you will introduce your wife to me...the bull and you will be the towelboy who get's to clean up afterwards.

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Cuckold wedding??

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Dressed to Thrill - Photographs show a bride wearing a revealing beaded wedding dress

The Matriarchy

Here is The Matriarchy, a blog about the cuckold lifestyle. It seems to be brand new, it will be great to watch it grow.

Here is information from the first posting on the site.

This weblog is meant to explain more fully the lifestyle which my cuck and I have decided to pursue. Our way of life and our relationship involves a completely Matriarchical lifestyle. To explain it more fully, Matriarchical lifestyle is one in which my significant other is referred to as a "cuck." A cuck lives his life in a subservient position where he honors and serves the Matriarch. The cuck is responsible for stopping at nothing in order to satisfy the Matriarch physically, mentally, sexually, emotionally and financially. Every wish is My command. Whilst my cuck is fulfilling the aforementioned obligations, I remain free to pursue any and all escapades I deem entertaining, rewarding or fulfilling. These terms have been discussed in depth and have been agreed upon, in full, by both parties. We both welcome you to read, contribute, query and learn about the lifestyle which is ours. Welcome and thank you for joining us.
Sincerely,
The Matriarch

The Cuckold's Circle Part 4

Saturday night Bruce was tending bar at the Circle party when he saw Linda heading toward the stairs arm-in-arm with the youngest Man in The Circle. This was the one he had heard about – only nineteen, just out of high school, energetic, handsome and apparently endowed in a way that demanded respect and awe.

The thought of a kid that young enjoying his wife when even he, her husband, hadn’t been able to for several weeks was excruciatingly humiliating to Bruce. He was keenly aware of people observing Linda and her about-to-be lover together. Some of them even glanced over at Bruce with a knowing smile.

Bruce saw Linda separating from her companion and heading toward the bar. As if her being with the young man weren’t embarrassing enough, now she was going to collar him in front of everyone.

“Bruce!” The voice of Marie, standing in front of him with an empty glass, interrupted his thoughts.

“Yes, ma’am,” said Bruce.

“I thought I was going to have to wait all night,” she added nastily.

”I’m very sorry ma’am. Would you like another champagne?” – asked Bruce in his most obsequious tone.

Linda was taking her time getting to the bar, so Bruce wanted to get Marie out of the way as quickly as possible.

“I’m just glad my friend wasn’t standing here with me. I don’t think he would have taken kindly to being ignored.”

“I have half a mind to tell him, frankly,” said Marie.

“I’m terribly sorry, ma’am. I apologize sincerely. Let me give you a clean glass.”

By this time another couple were standing behind Marie witnessing her rebuke of him. He quickly filled a flute of champagne and handed it to Marie with a cocktail napkin.

“Again, I apoligize, ma’am.”

“What are you apologizing for now?”

It was Linda, now standing by the side of the bar.

“He ignored me and kept me standing here forever,” responded Marie.

“Bruce, you’ve really got to get on the ball. I want you to apologize right this minute!”

Although he had already apologized several times, Bruce knew that to say so would only upset and embarrass Linda more than she was. And of all night – just when he needed to make a good impression. He turned to Marie.

“Ma’am, please accept my apology for making you wait. I promise it will never happen again. Never! Please forgive me.”

“Oh, all right. But Linda is right – you do need to be aware of where you are and who you are. And who I am.”

“Yes, ma’am, I understand. I promise to do better.”

Without a word Marie turned and walked away from the bar. He turned to Linda, who attached the “BC” collar around his neck.

“You know where to go when you finish here,” she said.

“Yes, ma’am.” Linda turned to return to her lover without a word. By now there were three people in line and not happy having to wait. It would be a long night.

After he was replaced at the bar Bruce was on “sheet boy” duty upstairs. Not something he relished on this particular evening. He had already changed the sheets in two rooms and had just sat down when a third door opened. Quickly he turned his eyes downward toward the floor to assure the privacy of the couple exiting. Then he became aware of footsteps approaching him. He lowered his head even more so that there could be no question of his not looking at the man and woman.

“Sheet boy?”

It was Linda. She had never addressed him that way and it was especially embarrassing in front of her lover.

“Yes, ma’am?”

“Stand up.”

Bruce stood up quickly, being careful to keep his gaze strictly downward. He couldn’t imagine what this was about.

“This is Leroy with me.”

“Hello, Sir,” said Bruce.

“Hello, Bruce.”

Even though Bruce was fully aware of his status in the pecking order, it still was hard to accept this nineteen-year-old young man addressing him by his first name. Even if he had obviously just fucked his wife.

“You don’t mind if I call you sheet boy, do you?” – asked Linda nastily.

“No, ma’am, of course not.”

“Good. It’s time for you to take care of that little business we were talking about last night. Since Leroy has to leave now, this seems like the perfect time and place. While I can still feel him in me, if you know what I mean.”

Oh no! – thought Bruce. Not him.

“So, do you have something to say to Leroy?”

“Uh…yes, ma’am, I guess I do…uh”

“Well,” interrupted Linda, “I’ll just leave you two alone to take care of business. I’ll see you downstairs, lover,” said Linda.

Bruce could hear them embracing and kissing. Then she was gone.

“Well?” – prompted Leroy, his massive cock hard again after kissing Linda and feeling her hump against him.

“Sir, I’d like to talk to you about membership in the Circle.”

“What about it?”

“Sir, I was wondering if you would consider sponsoring us for membership, sir.”

“Why should I?” He wasn’t making it easy. Of course, Bruce couldn’t see the smirk on Leroy’s face.

“Well, Sir, my wife, Linda, has never been so happy or well taken care of as she has been since she met the Men of the Circle. Sexually it’s like she’s finally a woman.”

“Uh-huh,” said Leroy with a tone that suggested he was waiting for more and not impressed yet.

“As for me, I want nothing more than my wife’s happiness. And that means the opportunity for her to spend time with you and the other Men…”

“You mean get fucked by us, right?”

“Yes, Sir, exactly. I know I’m not in your class and never will be. I respect you enormously, Sir, and I promise you I know my place around here. I’m flattered to even be talking with you.”

“Well,” said Leroy, sounding a little more persuaded, “you do seem to have the right attitude. And my cock feels real nice in your wife’s pussy and mouth. And Lord knows, she can’t get enough of it. Seems like she’s been deprived for a long time.”

“Yes, Sir, she really has. That’s why it’s so important to me make it up to her in any way I can. And helping her be available for you is about as good as it gets, Sir.”

“So you’re all right with having us at your house to enjoy Linda, taking her out sometimes without you, and so on.”

“Yes, Sir! I promise I’ll do whatever you and she want just to make this happen, Sir.”

“You’re not going to be bugging her for sex are you?” – now he sounded almost threatening.

“No, Sir, absolutely not. It’s all up to her. I promise not to bug her about it, Sir.”

“Okay,” said Leroy slowly, “get on your knees!”

Bruce wasn’t ready for this at all and didn’t know what to do. He should have, but his reactions weren’t yet automatic where commands from a Black Man were concerned.

“I don’t…on my knees?” – whimpered Bruce.

“What – you don’t understand English?”

“No, Sir, I understand, Sir. I…just…I mean here…”

“You just told me you respect me and acknowledge my superiority. Was that a lie?”

“No, no, Sir! I do, I do!” cried Bruce.

“Then SHOW me! I want you on your knees right now. It’s called paying hommage. Or shall I tell Linda you are insincere and disobedient.”

“No, no, please, Sir” said Bruce, dropping quickly to his knees. “I am sincere and obedient. See? I’m on my knees. Please let me pay hommage to you, Sir. Please?”

“Are you going to hesitate the next time I ask you to do something?”

“No, Sir, I promise.”

At that moment Bruce heard another couple come out of one of the rooms. Now he had two to clean and quickly. His embarrassment now took a back seat to the business at hand.

“Kiss my shoes,” said Leroy softly.

Bruce shuddered at the knowledge that someone was observing his humiliation. But this time he did not hesitate. He immediately lowered his face to one of Leroy’s shoes and kissed the toe.”

“Do it like you mean it!” barked Leroy, getting into it.

Bruce heard the other couple laughing in disbelief. He began kissing the shoe seriously, using his tongue in the process. He moved to the other shoe and repeated his oral worship. He made sure his kisses were audible. At this point he had no self-esteme or pride to hold on to. The most he could hope for was to please the young man standing above him. He was deeply grateful that Linda was not witnessing his self-debasement.

“Okay, enough!” – said Leroy.

“Thank you, Sir, for letting me pay hommage to you,” squeaked Bruce. He didn’t move from his position.

“One last thing – are you going to treat Linda with the respect that any woman of mine deserves?”

“Oh, yes, Sir. Absolutely, Sir! I would never disrespect your woman!” He meant it, too, he realized.

“You’d better. You know she’ll tell me everything, don’t you?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“You’ll be a helpful hubby to her, right?”

“Oh yes, Sir. I promise, Sir. Thank you, Sir.”

“Okay, that’s enough. We’ll see. You’d better not disappoint me if you want Linda to get my cock inside her. Now go about your duties, sheet boy!”

“Yes, Sir. Thank you, Sir.”

When Leroy walked away, Bruce let out a huge sigh of relief. It had been much harder than he had been led to believe, but he felt like he had passed the test. He also knew that he had better do nothing that would give Linda an excuse to complain to Leroy or any of the others about him.

“Congratulations!” – said Marie

Marie and Linda were having their usual after-work drink the following Tuesday after Linda and Bruce had been informed that they had been voted into The Ring.

“Thanks. I’m so relieved.”

“So Brucie did his part, huh?”

“Oh yeah,” replied Linda. “To perfection. Leroy told me all about it. He said he even had Bruce get on his knees and kiss his shoes.”

“No! You’re kidding.”

“Nope. God, I would have given anything to see that. I asked Bruce about it last night and he confirmed it. He was so embarrassed. More because I knew than because he did it.”

“I can imagine.”

“He tried to make it seem like not such a big deal, but really – on his knees not a big deal? Give me a break.”

“You know,” said Marie, “our hubbies are much more intimidated by our new men that I would have thought a few months ago.”

“Absolutely. Bruce was so relieved that he passed Leroy’s little test that it almost made up for the humiliation. Now that it’s behind him he feels better. He’s getting into it.”

“Really?”

“Uh-huh. I told him Leroy was coming to our place to party Friday night. Now that we’re members, we can do that. I think Bruce is kind of excited. He wanted me to find out what Leroy likes to drink so he can have it there. He wants to take me out for some new lingerie.”

“Excellent!”

“I think half of it, of course, is he’s trying to please me in whatever way he can. He’s very attentive. He’s coming home early on Friday to clean the place up, get everything ready.”

“Well,” said Marie, “he is certainly in for an eye-opening experience. If he isn’t a believer yet, he sure will be after Friday night!”

Friday evening Bruce was busy cleaning the house in preparation for the first visit by one of the Men of the club. He was about to experience whatever it was that made the other hubbies so enthusiastic and compliant. Linda was out shopping and had left Bruce a long list of household chores to complete. He couldn’t wait to see what kind of outfit she selected. He almost wished he could have helped her pick it out.

When she came home with two shopping bags, Bruce was excited to see what she had.

“Will you model it for me?” – he asked.

“I guess I’ll have to since I do have to be dressed before Leroy gets here.”

“Right,” said Bruce.

“Now, sweetie,” continued Linda, “even though we’ll be in our own home, don’t forget your manners.”

“Of course not,” replied Bruce.

“You will address him as Sir?”

“Of course.”

“And me?”

“Ma’am.”

“Correct. Just keep in mind that I am Leroy’s woman tonight and you should be okay. Now finish your chores while I get dressed.”

“Yes, ma’am,” said Bruce, getting into the spirit of the evening.

An hour later, just as Bruce was putting away the dust mop and broom, Linda came downstairs.

“Wow!” said Bruce, looking up at her on the landing.

Linda was wearing a very short black mini-skirt with high stiletto heels.

“Leroy likes heels,” said Marie.

Her top was a low-scooped sweater which displayed her breasts almost obscenely.

“You like?” – asked Linda.

“You’re so beautiful. Leroy will be pleased, that’s for sure. Come on down.”

“That sounded like a command to me.”

“I’m sorry. Please, ma’am, come on down to the living room so I can admire you up close.”

“That’s better,” replied Linda.

“So you think Leroy will approve?” – asked Linda, turning slowly in front of Bruce, who felt himself getting hard.

“Absolutely, ma’am. He is one very lucky man. I’m so jealous!”

“Good! So you’re happy for Leroy as well as for me?”

“Yes, ma’am. I’m glad he will have the opportunity to spend time with someone as beautiful and desirable as you.”

Linda slowly pulled up her skirt to reveal the matching panties and garterbelt she had bought for the evening. Bruce stood hypnotized with his eyes riveted to this most sexy woman he could imagine.

“Want a closer look?” – teased Linda.

“Uh…yes, ma’am. I mean, if it’s not…”

“On your knees!”

Bruce didn’t even think twice before lowering himself to his knees in front of his wife, his gaze never leaving her panties.

“Lean closer, sweetie, and have a good look.”

Bruce leaned forward until his face was only inches away from her. The urge to touch his lips to her was almost unbearable, but he knew better. Besides, if he did and she told Leroy, well, he didn’t want to think about that.

“Do you want to lower my panties and kiss me?” – asked Linda.

“Really, ma’am?” asked Bruce incredulously.

“What do you think? I’ll leave it up to you.”

Bruce wasn’t used to getting to make this kind of decision. He knew he had better weigh it carefully.

“Well?”

“I…I want to but…that wouldn’t be right. Leroy should be the first person to see and touch you tonight, ma’am.”

“Very good, Bruce. But if you kiss the tips of my new shoes, I don’t think he would mind. Our little secret.”

“Should I, ma’am?”

“Since I’m telling you to, I would say yes. As long as you polish them when you finish.”

Bruce lowered his face down to floor level and planted a chaste kiss on the shiny black pointed toe of one shoe.

“Is that it?” – asked a disappointed Linda. “Is that the way you kissed Leroy’s shoes?”

“Uh..no, ma’am. He told me to…uh…”

“Quit muttering and show me how you kissed Leroy’s shoes!”

Bruce began kissing the shoe with full lips and using his tongue, passionately and with enthusiasm.

“Ha-ha! I wish I’d been there to see that.”

Bruce blushed but moved to the other shoe and gave it the same treatment.

“I’d better get a cloth and polish them,” he said, avoiding his wife’s gaze. In a moment he returned with a terry cloth and began buffing the shoes to a good-as-new shine.

“This is going to be quite an evening, sweetie. Please don’t do or say anything to embarrass me.”

“Don’t worry, ma’am. I promise. Really!”

“One more thing?”

“Yes, ma’am?”

“Do I see a bulge in your crotch? Are you hard?”

“Uh, yes, ma’am. I’m sorry. I couldn’t help it.”

“Well,” lectured Linda,”I don’t think Leroy would be happy seeing you lusting after his woman. Do you?”

“No, ma’am. I’m sorry.”

“Make sure you’re not wearing boxers tonight. Put on your tightest jockeys. Maybe two pairs.”

“That’s a good idea, ma’am. I’ll do that.”

“That should take care of your problem for tonight. We’ll talk about other approaches later. Go!”

Bruce scurried away and upstairs to changes clothes.

“Don’t touch yourself!” – Linda yelled after him.

Damn! It was as if she read his mind. This was going to be a long evening.

Half an hour later Leroy arrived. Bruce answered the door.

“Welcome, sir. I’m so glad you could come,” said Bruce obsequiously.

“Damn right I can come!” laughed Leroy. Bruce looked down at the floor, no knowing whether he should join in the laughter or not. “Where’s my girl?”

“Let me tell her you’re here, sir.”

Bruce went quickly upstairs to their bedroom, where Linda was putting on final touches to her makeup.

“Leroy is here, ma’am,” he announced.

“Did you offer him a drink?” demanded Linda.

“I will. Right now. He wanted me to tell you he was here.”

Downstairs Bruce took Leroy’s drink order. He couln’t helf feeling a little embarrassed kowtowing before this nineteen-year-old young man who seemed to expect him to jump to his every whim.

When Linda joined them, Leroy stood up, gave her a long once-over and took her in his arms for a long kiss. Bruce couldn’t help but stare. There his wife was in the arms of a young Black Man, pressing against him, eyes closed, and clearly accepting his tongue in her mouth. Suddenly Bruce felt like a voyeuristic third-wheel and looked away discreetly.

He realized that he was almost enjoying their kiss second-hand. He couldn’t help imagining himself in Leroy’s place, kissing a married women in front of her well-trained hubby. He hated himself for becoming aroused and thanked his stars that he was wearing two very tight pairs of jockey shorts.

When they broke their kiss and sat down, Bruce asked his wife what she would like to drink and went to the kitchen to prepare it. When he returned with the drink, they were sitting close. Leroy’s large hand was resting on Linda’s crossed and very exposed leg, carressing it gently. Bruce made an effort not to look at them as he placed her drink on the coffee table.

“Here you are, ma’am,” he said softly, then retreating to the kitchen to get his own drink. When he returned to the living room, the couple was kissing again. But now Linda’s hand was between Leroy’s legs and his hand had moved to her breast. She moaned into the kiss.

Bruce took a seat in a chair that Linda had had him place in the farthest corner across the room. He sipped his drink without peeking at the lovers.

“Bruce, you have a nice house here,” said Leroy.

“Thank you, sir.”

“I hope to be a frequent guest.”

“I hope so, sir. We would like that.” Bruce cringed at his own words. What must this man think of him? What must his own wife think of him?

“Good. Right now, though, this little woman has me all charged up. Know what I mean?”

“Yes, sir!”

“So you know what’s going to happen now, don’t you, Bruce?”

How does a man answer a question like that? – thought Bruce.

“And Linda says she wants you there in the bedroom while we enjoy each other. You up for that?”

“Yes, sir. Thank you, sir,” responded Bruce.

“Sweetie,” interjected Linda, “why don’t you go upstairs and turn back the covers. You did put on the satin sheets, didn’t you? The way I asked?”

“Yes, ma’am. I will. I did. I’ll go do it now.”

“Do that. And light the candles.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“Also, take that little wooden footstool you use to polish your shoes and put it in the corner across the room. You can sit there.”

“Thank you, ma’am,” replied Bruce, arising from his chair and moving toward the stairs.

“And Bruce?”

“Yes, ma’am?”

“Why don’t you sit down on that stool and wait for us. You can take your drink with you.”

“Thank you, ma’am. And, sir.”

Bruce went upstairs, grateful to be out from under the scrutiny and interrogation of the young Black man who had so easily won over his wife. How, he marveled, could a guy less than a year out of high school end up with such confidence and presence? Bruce himself, he reflected, was still paying for women at that age – and for several years after that.

After retrieving his shoeshine stool from the hallway closet, he entered his and Linda’s bedroom and set it in the farthest corner away from their bed. Then he lit the two candles he had set out on a table. It was when he began pulling back the bed covers to reveal the sleek satin sheets where Linda would soon be entertaining their guest that he blushed with shame at what he was doing. He knew in his heart that this was to be a night that could change his and Linda’s life.

He should, he thought, have put an end to it as soon as Leroy arrived. But Leroy hadn’t really given him a chance. And once he was face-to-face with the young stud Bruce couldn’t somehow assert himself. It had been too easy to acquiesce and say, “yes, sir.” In fact, such manners had become so second-nature to him since joining the Circle that it hadn’t even occurred to him to rebel. The “Men” of the club were intimidating for sure. And Linda, of course, would have been horrified if he had gone against her wishes.

He was already a cuckold, but now, tonight, he was going to watch himself being cuckolded right in front of his eyes and not be able to do anything about it. He comforted himself with the thought that he was not alone. After all, his friend Jim had come to accept his new role. Perhaps he would, too. For now, however, his concern was with not doing anything to upset Leroy or Linda. He turned off the ceiling light and sat down on the small, uncomfortable wooden stool in the corner. For half an hour he sat there listening to the two of them talking and laughing downstairs.

Then, he heard them coming upstairs. He looked down at the floor so as not to invade their privacy, just as he had learned to do when working “sheets” at the Club meetings.

“Bruce,” said Linda.

“Yes, ma’am,” he responded without looking up.

“You don’t have to keep your eyes on the floor tonight. In fact, I don’t want you to. After all, this is what we have waited for.”

“Yes, ma’am,” he said, looking up while still trying to remain unobtrusive, if not invisible.

Linda had shed her outer garments and was standing in the center of the room sipping from her champagne glass in bra, panties, garterbelt, stockings and heels. Bruce couldn’t help the quick intake of breath at the sight of her. Standing there facing him with one hand on her hip and her feet planted a foot-and-a-half apart, she was the essence of pure sexuality. Bruce found himself experiencing an almost unbearable sense of desire. So close, yet no unattainable.

Then Leroy walked into the room wearing only his slacks and socks, having shed the shirt and shoes. He was muscular and with the broad shoulders and narrow waist only possible at such a young age. When Linda walked into his embrace and turned her face up to receive Leroy’s kiss, Bruce experience envy and excitement at the same time. The kiss was, again, passionate and deep, as Linda moaned softly and pushed her middle against her lover. Leroy’s hand reached behind her back and with a practiced motion unhooked her bra. Linda leaned back to allow the garment to be removed by Leroy, who tossed it toward Bruce. By the time he had leaned down to pick up the bra and looked back at the couple, Leroy’s lips had captured one of Linda’s rigid nipples.

Bruce felt his penis tingle and begin to harden, which embarrassed him even though only he was aware of this reaction. The cause, he figured, was that he was imagining himself in Leroy’s position – about to fuck a beautiful married woman in front of her husband.

This train of thought was broken when he saw his wife of so many years lower herself to her knees in front of Leroy. She leaned forward to plant a moist kiss on his washboard abs while simultaneously fumbling with his belt buckle. Soon the buckle was open, the zipper pulled down, and the pants on the floor. Leroy stepped away and Linda tossed the trousers at Bruce.

“Hang them up, honey,” she said.

“Yes, ma’am,” replied Bruce, upset that his voice was not only too high, but also cracked mid-sentence. He moved to the closet, hung the pants neatly, and then returned to his bench. Even in the dim candle light Bruce was stunned by the size of the tent in front of Leroy’s boxer shorts. It projected obscenely outward what seemed like eight inches. Bruce couldn’t help but stare. When Linda pulled the undergarment down to the floor, Bruce gasped, causing Linda to smile in his direction. Even in porn movies Bruce had never seen anything so thick and long and rigid as the Black cock now on display in front of Linda’s face.

Bruce held his breath as Linda took Leroy’s cock in her hand and stroked it gently. When she leaned forward and slowly licked the head with her tongue, he gasped out loud, causing both Leroy and Linda to look over at him and chuckle. The scene was so erotic that Bruce had become painfully erect and was squirming in his seat.

When his wife finally took the head of Leroy’s awesome cock in her mouth and began swirling it with her tongue, Bruce almost lost control. It was almost as if he were watching a scene with total strangers rather than his own wife.

“Come on, baby,” said Leroy, “I know you can do better than that.”

Indeed she could. Reaching behind her man and placing both hands on his taught ass cheeks, Linda pressed forward until almost half of his rigid staff was inside her mouth. Bruce noted that her lips were stretched to the limit and her eyes closed in concentration. It was obvious that, for Linda, the cock in her mouth was her entire world at that moment. She began bobbing her head, stroking the young man’s thick cock in and out of her mouth, moaning rhythmically.

Bruce, squirming uncomfortably on the small stool to which he had been resigned, resisted the impulse to touch himself.

“Do my balls,” ordered Leroy.

Bruce watched his wife reluctantly remove her lips from the powerful black cock that she had been savoring. Now it was shiny with her saliva and looking even more menacing than before. She leaned down and moved her lips to the swollen ball visible to Bruce and began gently licking it. Then she took it with difficulty into her mouth and again moaned as she lips and tongue and cheeks bathed the cum-filled ball. She repeated the process with his other ball.

“Anything else you’d like to lick?” asked Leroy, looking over at a puzzled Bruce.

“Your ass?” – responded Linda in a barely audible voice.

“That’s right, babe,” said the virile black stud, turning around.

Linda placed her hands on both sides of Leroy’s ass, pulled the cheeks apart, and glanced over at Bruce. Bruce couldn’t believe what he was seeing. He couldn’t imagine his wife being capable of performing such a “dirty” act. When she smiled at him and licked her lips lasciviously, he realized he hadn’t fully appreciated the depth of Linda’s conversion to Black.

He watched, mesmerized, as his wife leaned forward and buried he face between Leroy’s ass cheeks. He saw her jaw muscles moving and heard the wet sounds that confirmed what he could not actually see.

“That’s it, babe. Deeper. Use that tongue!”

It was more than Bruce could take and he felt his pecker squirting cum in his pants without having even been touched. The release was ecstatic and his eyes rolled back at the sensation. He felt like he had never cum so much in his life. When the sensation of his orgasm passed, he became aware of the uncomfortable wetness. Besides that, with the ebbing sexual excitement he had been experiencing he now felt something else – embarrassment and humiliation. Linda was now licking and probing Leroy’s asshole with greater fervor and Bruce just wanted to be someplace else. He knew, however, that he dare not make a move to leave.

“Okay, that’s enough,” said Leroy. “Get yourself over to the bed.”

Linda scrambled to her feet and moved quickly to the bed, lay down and spread her legs in wanton invitation to the recent high school graduate. Leroy moved to the bed and began kissing her breasts, sucking her nipples, and caressing her pussy with his fingers. Soon she was beside herself with desire, her hips involuntarily humping against Leroy’s hand

“Please, baby. Do me!”

“Do what?”

“Put it in me, sweetie. I can’t wait any more. I need you!”

Leroy got in position between Linda’s widely splayed legs and moved his cock to her very moist and opening pussy. She pushed up against him. Bruce, seeing the huge cock with the swollen bulbous head poised at the entry to his wife’s womanhood, found himself once again getting hard. He couldn’t believe that she would be able to take him inside her even though she obviously had the previous week.

Leroy pushed forward gently.

“Ohmygod! Oh, baby, it’s so good. So big-g-g!”

Leroy pressed on until half of his staff was buried inside her. Bruce was embarrassed and uncomfortable and his pecker hardened in his cum-soaked underwear. What had he become? – he asked himself.

Leroy now fully penetrated the desperately horny Linda and began full-stroking her slowly. Before long the bed was shaking and squeaking as they couple established an faster and faster rhythm. Bruce was shocked to find that his own middle had begun to move in harmony with them, his pecker head squishing against his jockey shorts. He desperately needed to touch himself, but found the will not to.

Linda was now crying out loud with every powerful stroke. Their sweaty bodies slapped wetly against each other. Soon they were both on the verge of coming. Linda pulled Leroy tighter against her and moaned loudly as the bed springs moaned with each movement. Bruce thought the bed would surely collapse.

“Fuck me! I’m cum-m-m-ing!” – cried Linda.

Bruce had never seen or even imagined his wife so totally abandoned to pure animal lust. She was clearly almost out of her mind with desire and pleasure and need. The sounds she made as the orgasm overtook her almost frightened Bruce. This was sex like he had never even imagined. At that moment he realized with perfect clarity that things would never be the same again. This realization was accompanied by a feeling of being unworthy of playing role of primary partner for his own wife. Leroy and the other Men of the club, he now admitted to himself, were so superior to him that he was right to have groveled before Leroy.

Leroy stiffened and froze in position with his entire cock buried inside Linda as he unloaded his cum-filled balls into her. She pulled him closer and experienced a kind of ecstasy as she received his seed. They remained entangled and silent for several minutes.

Bruce observed them and felt small and insignificant. He felt like he was in the presence of sexual greatness. He was on the outside peering in. His pecker continued to strain against his sopping wet pants and he felt somehow honored to be in the same room. He looked down at himself and saw the spreading wet stain on the crotch of his slacks. Leroy, he now believed, deserved his respect. He was a believer.

After a few moments Leroy separated from Linda and made his way toward the shower. Linda looked over at Bruce with half-open eyes.

“Come over here, Bruce,” she said.

Bruce hesitated because of his obviously aroused state and embarrassment about his wet pants. He hoped she wouldn’t notice. He got up and moved toward the bed.

“Closer,” she said.

When he was next to the bed, Linda extended her arm and touched the crotch of Bruce’s pants.

“Well,” she said, “I guess I don’t have to ask if you enjoyed the show.”

Bruce felt himself blushing with shame.

“Were you playing with yourself?”

“No,” said Bruce.

“You came just watching me and Leroy?”

“Yes, ma’am,” he answered softly, avoiding Linda’s gaze and looking at the floor.

“I’ll take that as a sign of your approval. So you were impressed?”

“I…I mean…I’ve never seen anything like it,” admitted Bruce.

“Like what?” – pursued Linda. “Like Leroy’s cock?”

“Well, that, too. I mean the whole thing was so…I mean I never saw you like that, so totally out of control..”

“Well,” said Linda, smiling, “there’s a good reason for that, wouldn’t you say?”

Bruce was uncomfortable discussing his feeling after what he had just observed. He hadn’t even sorted them out for himself. At that moment Leroy came out of the shower with a towel around his waist.

“Sweetie,” directed Linda, “fetch Leroy’s clothes for him. You’re the official valet tonight.”

“Yes, ma’am,” responded Bruce, switching back into the required courtesy due Linda in the presence of her man. Bruce kept his eyes on the floor as he walked past Leroy to his stool where he had set the man’s shorts. Without looking him in the face, both out of shame and out of deference, Bruce handed the garment to Leroy.

He then walked to the closet where he had hung the pants of Linda’s date. He removed them from the hanger and carried them draped over his arm to their owner, who took them without comment.

“My shoes and socks are in your living room,” prompted Leroy. Bruce was grateful for the chance to escape the gaze of his wife as he performed his humiliating role of cuckolded hubby. He nonetheless move quickly to retrieve the powerful teenager’s footwear. After Leroy was dressed he walked over to Linda and gave her a deep kiss.

“Honey,” she said, “please see Leroy to the door.”

“Yes, ma’am,” he replied with a little more enthusiasm than necessary.

Downstairs, at the front door, Leroy stood still making no attempt to leave until Bruce finally realized that he was waiting for the door to be opened for him.

“Thank you for coming over, Sir,” said Bruce, opening the door.

“Any time, my man. That girl has a sweet pussy and a great tongue. But I guess you know that, don’t you.”

“Yes, sir,” said Bruce, his head hanging. He hoped he was assuming a properly attitude for Linda’s sake.

Then Leroy was gone. Bruce locked the door and returned to the bedroom where Linda was still lying in bed.

“Over here, sweetie,” she said, patting the bed next to her. Bruce walked over and sat down next to her.

“You know,” she said, “you don’t necessarily have to address me as ‘ma’am’ when I’m not with one of the Men. Not that I don’t appreciate it, of course.”

“I understand,” replied Bruce. “I wasn’t sure. It seems like with you still coming down from the experience of being with him… I mean, I didn’t want you to think I show you courtesies only when you are with a… date. It’s getting sort of automatic.”

“Well, that’s fine with me. It also shows your respect for Leroy, doesn’t it?

“I do respect him. Very much. Especially now… “

“So, no surprises for you tonight other than seeing what a virile stud like Leroy does to your poor horney wife?”

“No,” said Bruce, “I guess not. Well…maybe…when you, you know, used your tongue…..uh….”

“You mean when I tongued his asshole?”

“Yes, ma’am. I was kinda shocked. I mean…”

Linda laughed at Bruce’s discomfort.

“You’d have to be a woman sucking on a gigantic hard cock to understand,” she explained. “I mean, I knew he would be inside me, fucking me in a few minutes. I was so turned on. And when I sucked those balls into my mouth and licked them, know they were full of his cum, god, I was just so hot.”

Suddenly she reached over and put her hand on Bruce’s crotch again and laughed.

“Obviously it was very sexy to you as well,” she said.

“I…I…”

“It’s hard to explain, but I just HAD to give myself to him completely, no matter what. I had to submit to him completely. I had to prove to him that I loved him. I couldn’t get my tongue up his asshole deep enough. I could have stayed there forever. Understand?”

“I think, so, ma’am. I feel that way about you, after all?”

“Do you really?”

“Of course, ma’am. You know I’d do anything for you.”

“You poor thing,” she said gently. “You haven’t had any sex lately, have you? Other than jerking off into my panties.”

Bruce blushed inwardly at her blunt language.

“No, ma’am. But I understand. I mean, why should you when…you know…”

“Well, I think you need a treat. Not fucking, of course. I’m much too tender for that. Besides, wouldn’t that be a little disrespectful to Leroy?”

“Yes, of course, absolutely. You are his tonight. I would never try to…you know.”

“I do know. But still…and since you said you would do anything for me…maybe we can work something out.”

Bruce’s heart skipped a beat and his pecker hardened even more against his wet underwear.

“Wouldn’t you like to have a little sexy fun, please me, and demonstrate your respect for Leroy at the same time?”

“Yes, ma’am,” said Bruce unsurely.

‘Okay then,” she said, opening her legs, “get over here.” She pointed to the bed between her legs.

Bruce move on his knees between his wife’s open thighs and leaned down to kiss a breast. She stopped him with a firm hand against his forehead.

“Not like that, silly! Your face. Down here. Close.”

“Now?” asked Bruce, seeing where she was heading.

“No, next week. Of course now! Do it, dammit!”

Bruce backed up on his knees and began to lower his face toward his wife’s gaping, sopping pussy. Then he hesitated.

“Unless, of course,” she prompted him, “you don’t mind facing the…uh…repercussions.”

“Repercussions?” Bruce was puzzled by the word, but he knew a semi-disguised threat when he heard it. He glanced up at Linda’s face. Her eyebrows were lifted in expectation of a response.

“Of course,” she said. “You can’t expect to insult one of the Men of the club without any consequences, now can you?”

“What do you mean – ‘consequences?’”

“Bruce, if there were ever a time for you to show me all courtesies, it is now.”

“Yes, ma’am. I’m sorry, ma’am.” Bruce mentally kicked himself for talking to her with such familiarity when she was still under the influence of Leroy’s powerful sexing.

“Are you really, Bruce?” she asked.

“Yes, ma’am. I’m sorry. I…I…didn’t realize I was insulting him. You said ‘consequences.’ If I was—“

“Oh, stop babbling! All I’m saying is that you should think before you act – or fail to act. By consequences, I mean punishment. Is that clear enough for you?”

Bruce lowered his eyes and felt himself slightly shaking with confusion and apprehension.

“Yes, ma’am. I just never heard anything about…punishment. Ma’am. I don’t—“

“You should really have a talk with your dear friend, Jim.”

“What about Jim?” – asked Bruce, who was feeling more and more out of control. So much was happening so fast that he couldn’t grasp it all. And now this.

“Sweetie, keep you eyes focused on my pussy. Perhaps it will help you clarify your thoughts. Now don’t get all nervous. Take a deep breath!”

Bruce did so and was overwhelmed by the aroma resulting from his wife and her lover’s sex.

“Good,” said Linda comfortingly. “Now, about Jim. As you know, he is very devoted to the Club and fully supportive of Marie and her happiness.”

“Yes, I know,” said Bruce. “I’m also supportive.”

“We’ll see, sweetie. I hope so. Anyway, back at the start of all this Jim wasn’t fully on board. He did and said some things to Marie that reflected less than full support. Not to mention a definite lack of respect for her lover.”

“That’s terrible, ma’am,” squeaked Bruce ingratiatingly.

“Yes, it was. Marie talked to James about it.”

“Oh no!”

“Oh yes. Jim had to be corrected. That bad attitude had to be nipped in the bud. At first Marie felt bad helping arrange for her own hubby’s punishment. But that passed. And the results were excellent.”

“What happened to him, ma’am?” croaked Bruce.

“You can talk to him about it yourself. Suffice it to say, he doesn’t ever want to be subjected to that again. I understand he was crying like a baby.”

“Jeez,” said Bruce. He tried to absorb this new information while keeping his eyes directed at Linda’s sex. He was suddenly feeling very vulnerable and very much at Linda’s mercy. He had never had reason to fear her before, but now things were different.

“I don’t want to be punished,” he said plaintively.

Linda patted him reassuringly on the head. She experienced a rush of power at having brought Bruce to this point. She really didn’t want him to experience the repercussions that Jim had, but she also knew that she was not about to let Bruce backslide at this point.

“And I don’t want you to be punished, sweetie. You should understand, though, that it would be my decision alone. Please keep that in mind as we go forward. I don’t want you to have to experience what poor Jim did, but I won’t hesitate to order it if you deserve it. Do we understand each other?”

“Yes, ma’am. Thank you.”

“After all,” continued Linda, “you are staring right at the solution. You can show your support now…or after some persuasion. Why put yourself through that. I’d be prouder of you if you could willingly show your complete respect for Leroy right now. I will give you five seconds to make your decision. One…two...”

Bruce was terrified at the though of being subjected to some unknown kind of punishment. Now he was out of time. He would avoid what Jim had gone through, whatever it was. Why hadn’t his so-called friend warned him about this? Linda’s voice interrupted this train of thought.

“Time’s up sweetie. Sorry.”

“No! Please let me!!” cried Bruce as he buried his face between his wife’s legs. The first sensation was one of wetness covering his face. Then his senses were overwhelmed by the pungent odor of his wife’s juices and her lover’s abundant cum. Finally, as he plunged his tongue deeply into Linda’s gaping pussy, it was the taste that made his humiliation complete.

“That’s it, sweetie,” said Linda as she pulled his head closer. “Surrender to it. Surrender completely. Show me how you feel!”

Bruce’s eyes were stinging – whether from his own tears or from the wet swamp in which he was wallowing, he did not know or care. He inhaled deeply and lapped at Linda’s pussy with a worshipping tongue. He knew he had passed the point of no return long ago. He could give himself fully to his new role or suffer unknown consequences. He chose the latter.

“That’s it, Bruce,” said Linda encouragingly. “Lick up Leroy’s cum. Savor it. And think of that beautiful black cock of his and the pleasure it gave me. Do it!”

Bruce sucked the gooey cum into his mouth and, indeed, couldn’t help but remember the awesome power of the young man’s enormous cock as it pounded in and out of the the pussy he was now worshipping. His wife’s pussy.

He tried to communicate what he was feeling through his tongue and lips. With his nose pressed hard against Linda’s pubic bone, Bruce felt her internal muscles and force a continuous stream of cum into his wide open mouth.

“That’s it,” said Linda, “show me who you are. Clean me! And make me cum!”

Bruce struggled to maintain contact with Linda’s bucking body. He lapped deep and tried to flick his tongue against her slippery and engorged clit. She was approaching orgasm and Bruce’s abused face was paying the toll. He realized that his own modest pecker was hard again.

“I’m cumming! Don’t stop, pussyboy!” With that, Bruce’s wife went over the edge, pulling his face against herself with incredible force, bucking and screaming with a an intensity that frightened him.

Bruce remained in position, not daring to budge until given the signal by Linda. It didn’t take long for her to push him away with her foot. He lay there somehow dreading having to look her in the face again. He didn’t know what to say or what to expect from her.

“Well, sweetie,” she finally said, “did you love it?”

“Yes, ma’am,” said Bruce. “I really did.”

“Don’t you feel better now that you’ve shown me how you feel and committed yourself to this new life of ours.”

“Yes, ma’am.” Incredibly, Bruce realized, he actually meant it. The past was gone forever and now he felt himself ready to accept and eventually, he hoped, embrace this new role of his.

Linda smiled to herself. She wondered how Bruce would in fact deal with everything that was to come. It was a lot for a hubby to accept. One way or another, of course, he would fall in line and comply. She almost hoped he would show a little resistance down the road, because nothing would please her more than to use the unpleasant means of persuasion at her disposal to bring him into line.

Life was good. Very good.

THE END