Becoming A cuck To My Buxom Slutwife

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My cock was straining so much in its cage that it started to give me a cramping pain. My wife looked at me seeing my reaction, her disappointment was obvious, she reached around behind her neck and unfastened the chain. She slipped off the key and handed it to me, resignation was written all over her face. “Where do you want me?” she said. I stammered out a few incomprehensible words as I fondled the key in my fingers. She just stood there and said “I’ll lay back on the bed!” As she repositioned herself I felt a huge pang of guilt for putting my desires ahead of hers. Shit! I hadn’t realized I would have such a problem doing that, but here I was on the horns of another dilemma, I truly didn’t know what to do. My cock picked up on my guilt and withered slightly relieving the straining in my cock cage. I knew in that instant that I couldn’t ignore her feelings just because I wanted to fuck her, I loved her far too much to do that.

My wife was now lying on her back looking at the ceiling, it was clear that she was just resigned to the fact that I wanted to fuck her rather than excited about it. Her reaction further impacted on my shrinking cock as I sank to me knees and started to kiss her feet. My wife looked up suddenly confused, I said nothing and just handed her back the key. She took it from me asking if I was sure, I just nodded. She smiled down at me and said I wouldn’t regret it, I already did and she knew that. I moved up her legs starting the process of kissing her smooth skin all over. To me her body was fantastic, so responsive and soft and warm. I spent a good half hour kissing her and teasing her. By the time my tongue found her clitoris and her perfect bald cunt, my cock was straining at the bit, causing quite a bit of discomfort and I had to try and keep myself calm.

This was nothing short of *** but somehow I was really enjoying it, taking satisfaction in her satisfaction. It all reaffirmed that my wife needed me to want desire her, to worship her, to want to fuck her! Without those ingredients my sexual denial was meaningless. Her sexual experiences were being heightened by that and I knew that I needed to focus on that a bit more in order to get through it. Her smooth shaved cunt was incredible to lick and caress with my mouth. The contact on her most sensitive parts was seriously increased. My wife moaned out a very long languid orgasm in a matter of just a few minutes once I got there. Her whole body convulsed as I pushed my mouth as hard against her clit as possible. It was a brilliant moment and somehow even more permisteral than it had ever been before.

As she regained her composure she said she needed fucking, so I got up, picked up the phone and rang my boss. He was his usual self asking if I managed to give my wife a good orgasm with my tongue. I asked how he knew that, he just laughed and said he just knew and asked me the question again. I said that she had. “Good!” he laughed “ At least you are good at something!” He said he would be over in about 20 minutes. And I should continue to lick her but be sure not to bring her off again. With that he hung up and I returned to kneel between my wife’s legs and continued with my task. I told her what he had said and she laughed in an affectionate way saying he was so cruel sometimes, but so good at what he did.

By the time he arrived, letting himself into our house, apparently he now had his own key, and entered our bedroom; my tongue was beginning to seriously ache. It was just as well that my wife leapt up to greet him with a huge embrace. Their tongues mashed together in a moment of passion, she was well and truly his lover and she behaved like she couldn’t get enough of him as they seemed to consume one another. As they completed their kiss my wife immediately fell to her knees and was unzipping him and fishing around for his cock. She found it and sucked it into her mouth in just a few seconds and was soon sucking on it like it was her favorite kind of lollipop, which indeed it was.

My boss just stood there taking little notice of her and asked where the key was. My wife passed it up to him, she had been holding it all this time. He threw it to me and told me to undo the padlock on my CB, he said if I could get it open in the next 10 seconds I could go off to the spare room and jerk myself off. Any longer than that and I would have to wait until Saturday. He started the countdown with a …10…..Not having chance to answer and now absolutely desperate to cum, I fumred for the padlock….9… and put the key into it….8… It slid into the lock easily ….7…as my boss continued…..6….but wouldn’t turn….5… I tried it again …4….. cuckolds brownie it wouldn’t open…….3……and again, cuckolds brownie it wouldn’t open…….2…….one more go, why wouldn’t it open? ….1 … What the fuck……”Time Up” he laughed. “Give me back the key!” Obviously the look of utter bewilderment on my face said it all. My wife had stopped sucking his cock long enough to look at me and both of them laughed together as my boss said as innocently as he could, “Oh, I am sorry I must have given your wife the wrong key at lunchtime, oh well never mind, now fuck off so we can fuck in private, bring us up some takes in an hour!”

Feeling utterly manipulated by him, in what had so obviously just been a test of my willingness to do what I was told and nothing more. I left the room feeling let down and low. My wife hadn’t known it was the wrong key, anymore than I had, but had been instructed to test me by my boss. My sinking heart was almost in my feet by the time I reached the bottom of the stairs and our bed springs were already singing out the melody of two lovers fucking like crazy. It was then that it hit me, Fuck why was I so worried, I had passed the test hadn’t I? Yes I had passed it. So now I was an obedient cuckold. OH FUCK! I knew what that meant, I was growing more and more into the role. I should have been pleased with myself for coming up to their expectations but somehow it just confirmed to me that I was exactly what my boss had first taken me for. A pushover with a beautiful wife for him to take and fuck, and by the sound of it still coming from our bedroom 20 minutes later it wasn’t about to stop.


Please let me know if you want more...................

i assume from the lack of response that everyone has now lost interest in my story.

Such a shame because my next installments were to include the loss of my wife's final virginity and the use of her wedding dress in my boss' sexual escapades along with what happened when my cage came off on the following Saturday.

I will wait another week or so to see if anyone wants more , then abandon it. My boss would not want me to continue unless my further offense by receiving your comments is confirmed.

thanks hopefully

wimpcuck

wimpcuck,

I think most people here have shown you a true admiration for your story. This is my second posting to this story.

It is much easier to pull people into your story when you make more regular posts. I know you have had computer issues, and for that....I'm sorry.

There is plenty of interest in your story, its just hard to keep a regular stream of comments coming your way when you post so infrequently.

So....allow me to speak for thousands of others: Do finish the story!....and either post more frequently or don't be dissapointed when you loose some following.

You are a good writer, share your talent without having to be begged.

I hope you took what I said the right way....I meant you no disrespect, nor was I trying to start a flame war. Looking forward to hearing the rest of the story

This story is amazing...please continue

Are you trying to cuck us by withholding your story from us. I will do anything for you to continue. I am not going to cum until the next installment but I will suck your dick if it will make it happen sooner!
ShortSupply

Next Installment below but first, my apologies to Sportsbull for making him wait, sincere apologies sir. I did not mean to be difficult in any way sir.

I also feel terrible in regard to 6k4g5Dxj. Sir i am 100% pathetic cuck there is no way i was trying to cuck anyone else, my comments were all meant as a plea to give me enough confidence to continue rather than withholding to tease. I write each installment as a result of continued interest. I do not have them all written and waiting to post.

Al this is nothing to the guilt i now feel for making another guy wait to cum because i haven't performed my duty, i am not worthy enough to be a cause of that. Shit i am so sorry and hope you will enjoy the first half of the next bit which i post below. thank you so much for keeping me going everyone.

Yours obediently and submissively

wimpcuck

I went back upstairs with takes exactly an hour later; I knocked on the bedroom door and didn’t get a reply until I knocked for the third time. As I entered my wife was arelax cuddled into my boss’ arms as he lay on his back in the spot where I usually slept. He beckoned me over and I put the takes down on the side. I then listened to his instructions, as my wife stirred, before I turned and left. I didn’t say a word just acknowledged him when he wanted to confirm that I understood him. As I walked back down the stairs to relax on the sofa, I wondered where I had lost my backbone because right now it felt like I had never had one; I was feeling both pleased and annoyed with myself. I was being a good cuckold for them but I wasn’t protecting my wife from another guy, after some thought I concluded that at least I was grateful that she trusted the guy she had given herself too. He left about 2am after fucking her again; I got up as he closed the front door and put the latch across. I returned to the sofa, he had said he didn’t want me to relax by her at all this week and the sofa would now be my bed instead. For some reamister I felt compelled to obey even though he would have no idea if I complied or not.

I was up and out before my wife awoke next morning and had an uneventful day at work, except for the itching which had started at my crotch, my hairs were re-growing and the CB was becoming more uncomfortable as a result as it rubbed against my irritated pubic area. At times it was so distracting; I kept myself as busy as I could to avoid thinking about it. I didn’t see my boss at all, he was in meetings most of the day. I had the briefest evening meal with my wife when I arrived home, as she was anxious to get over to my boss’ place where apparently we would be spending the evening. She had dressed herself up very nicely but with the slutty edge my boss liked, her shorter than usual black skirt was adorned with the low-cut embroidered silk top, he had bought her a couple of weeks back, she looked fucking amazing and more than eager to fuck. It took just 20 minutes to reach his place and as we stood nervously at the front door my wife said, she was so horny and she had been anticipating this moment all day. Her excitement didn’t spill onto me however I was not feeling much in the mood for another night of denial and my crotch was now itching like fuck.

My boss opened the door wearing a blue bathrobe; my wife was across the threshold and into his arms in a millisecond. As she hugged and kissed him, he grabbed the top of her head and offhandedly pushed her down to her knees. No words were spoken as she pulled open the front of his robe and picked up his cock in her mouth. She was already sucking on him before I finished shutting the front door. He told me to strip to my panties and put on the clothes he had put out for me on his bed, then to fix some takes and bring them into the lounge as they would be in there once my wife had paid her respects. My wife slurped and slurped on him as he just stood there like he deserved her full attention, he could be such an arrogant bastard sometimes, but I guess that was what my wife liked. His self assurance and confidence, no need to ask, just to expect. It was what he was all about. I found the clothes he had put out for me. It was a French Maid’s outfit, not a good one but something he had bought in a cheap joke shop. It was way too small for me and looked awful. I wasn’t going to wear that, I started to return to them to complain but I didn’t even make it out of the room before I lost my nerve, stripped off and put it on anyway. I looked positively sad and awful. There was nothing feminine or attractive about it. I was just being made to look as much like a humiliated cuckold as possible, that was the objective, and on that level it ticked all the boxes.

When I arrived in the lounge with their takes on a tray in my frilly costume, My wife was sitting in an arm chair next to my boss in another armchair, her laugh as she caught sight of me cut me very deeply. It actually hurt that she would enjoy my offense so much. They took the takes as my wife recovered her composure still laughing to herself she asked my boss what else was on the menu this evening. He answered her question with another, “When did you lose your virginity?” he asked, my wife said she had lost it to her first husband when she was 16, of course he wasn’t her first husband at the time. She then told him more about the fact that he had been married, had a kid and she was his second wife and 9 years his junior. So for him taking her virginity was a piece of cake. My boss then asked about her first blow job. She said she had also done that for her first husband a few days later as he instructed her, he had licked her and she wanted to return the favor. She added she had never been very keen on either until years later when she met me. She said my tongue was very talented but sadly my cock wasn’t much cop, so she hadn’t been inclined to suck it very often apart from at the very start of our relationship. She then added that she had only discovered the true pleasure of cock sucking the last few days thanks to his experience and guidance. She had never dreamed she could take a cock down her throat like that but thanks to him…………….you can guess the rest.

“Good!” replied my boss, “because history is going to repeat itself tonight only this time you have sucked cock properly first and are going to lose your remaining virginity second.” There was an enigmatic tone to the statement which seemed to somehow underline the words. My wife’s eyes grew wide as she slowly took in his meaning, he reached down by the side of his chair and gave her something conical and black and asked her if she had ever seen “one of these” before? My wife turned it over in her fingers and said she hadn’t. My boss said it was called a butt plug and it was ideal for loosening the sphincter before fucking an ass. My wife said nothing but her face said it all, this wasn’t hitting her g spot. He continued saying that anal sex was somehow more intimate the normal fucking because when the woman climaxes the man can feel the very center of her orgasm on his shaft. I had no idea if this was true but it certainly put a spin on his argument, which left her lost for words. He then announced that tonight she would be losing her ass’ virginity to him and that she would have to learn to relax her tight entrance to take him inside, but that he was confident that she would cope with it. My wife really wasn’t sure about this, it was written all over her, but nevertheless when he stood and beckoned her over to him she sank to her knees and started to suck his cock all over again.

It wasn’t long until the slurping culminated in the pushing of the back of her head against his crotch until her nose was pressed against his pubes, his cock all the way down her throat. Then with renewed confidence and vigor he started to fuck her mouth with long full strokes, as if to demonstrate that she was already accomplished in something new that he had taught her. My wife spluttered and gagged but didn’t flinch from his throat fucking for a moment; he took her determination to please him as a sign of approval for what he was about to do next.

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Only up to the third page and it's got me stroking, love it, thanks and keep it going.