Cockold. What is that?

Part 1 - Discovery

I've heard of a Cockold, but I wasn't really sure. She just laughed. But she wasn't sure either. The next day she told me it was a really naughty, fucked up deal. She said she has never fucked around on me. But of course, she had plenty of old boyfriends before me. She said she married me because she loves me. But really, as it turns out, she loves the money my grandparents left me even more. 

She said we should try it If I wanted to.

"Try it? I'm not even sure what it actually means."

'She tells me "I looked it up for myself. I had to check out several porn websites about it too. It's pretty sexy, actually. I get to dress up real pretty and you and another guy get to fuck me. I think I'd like that."

"Let me see this shit."

I don't think she was looking past her role in the scenario. A Cuckold is a husband whose wife is fucking around on him behind his back. But in the porn world, the hubby is forced to watch while he is tied up. Humiliated and helpless.

In some cases, the husband joins in, but he isn't fucking his wife. He is sucking off the other guy or worse. The other guy fucks them both. 

Did she really see all of this?

"Who the fuck would we bring into this shit, anyway?"

"OH, I've got a few ideas. You don't mind if I set something up for this weekend, do you? I'll make it sort of a surprise for you. You'll love it!"

I'll love it? I saw a sparkle in her eyes I haven't seen for a long time. She is really into this shit. What did I get started? And it seems like I'm not going to stop this freight train either. 

"Sure. Whatever you want, sweetie."

Part 2 - Execution

We did it. Fuck. 

Some guy she knows from work shows up for dinner. We small talk like nothing is going on. After dinner, my wife tells me to get in the bedroom and undress. 

"Do it right now. Shut up and go. Undress and wait in the walk-in closet. I'll come to get you when I'm ready for you."  

It was pretty humiliating having her talk to me like that in front of him. I quietly went along while she and her friend whispered behind me. 

I could hear them in the bedroom. Laughing and talking about me. The closet door opens and it's him. He is naked too. He's got a big fucking hard-on. His cock is pretty big. Bigger than mine for sure. My wife is on the bed taking off her underwear. 

"Hands out front." He has a pair of pantyhose in his hands. He wraps the nylons around my wrists and leads me out. One of the kitchen chairs is in the bedroom. He sits me down and ties me to it. Using several pairs of nylons, my wrists, ankles, and arms are bound to the chair. I'm facing the bed. This is crazy. And I don't like it. 

My wife hands him her panties. He rolls them up and pushes them into my mouth. Another nylon ties them in tight. They are wet. They smell and taste of her. He reaches down and pulls my dick. 

"You won't be having any fun tonight, bitch."

They fuck for an hour. Rolling over and doing it again and again. All the different positions. And a couple I've never seen before. Frequently one or both of them would pause and look my way. One time she was staring at me for a long time while he was in her pussy eating her out. He ends up cumming in her face. She never wanted me to do that. 

They did a lot of stuff she never wanted to do with me. She seemed really happy the next day. She talked about how fun it was. She told me I must have enjoyed it too. And next time, I should have some fun of my own. 

I didn't talk about it much. But she has already set up another playdate for Saturday. 

Part 3 - It gets gay

A different guy shows up. This is Bruce. Bruce is gay. After dinner, I'm alone in the closet again. Bruce comes in to get me. He puts me on the bed with my hands tied out to the bedposts. My wife is sitting in the chair drinking a glass of white. She looks a little unhappy. So am I.

Bruce told her he didn't want her in bed. She invited him, so she felt like we should treat him like a guest. He can do whatever he likes, she told him. 

Looking at me sternly, she shouts "Get on the fucking bed and do whatever Bruce wants. Tonight I get to watch."

Bruck looks over his shoulder at her "You may not want to. You should leave once we get going. OK?"

"I'll watch for now. I want to see him do the gay to you"

Bruce started out pretty nice. His fingers wrapped around my cock, kissing it. He spent some time blowing me. But before I could finish, he stopped and strapped my cock up. It hurt. It was tight around my cock and balls. He straddled my chest and started jerking off in front of me. He was getting closer and closer. "Open your mouth, bitch"

Why is everyone calling me "bitch"?

My wife took some pictures and a video of me sucking his cock. Bruce told her that was enough and she should leave. 

I wasn't happy she was going, leaving me alone with this weird gay guy. She didn't seem too happy about it either. But she did anyway.

Once the door was closed. I got the real gay treatment.

"Now we can have some real fun."

He dug up some of her dirty panties from the hamper. He gagged me with them. Tying them in with one of her bras. He brought some ass lube. He used a lot of it. Squirting it right in my ass, and all over his hard cock. He was getting really excited. He was hard and looking at me like I was a fresh piece of meat. 

"I've only fucked a few virgin ass holes. And it's been a long time. So, I'm really going to enjoy this one."

I'm trying to cry out. But all I can really do is cry. Like some bitch. While mounting me he rubbed and squeezed my boy tits, smearing ass lube all over me. When he was ready to pop to cherry, he slapped my wet ass cheeks really hard. Once, then again. It fucking hurt! The third time I thought he would leave his handprint there forever, but he poked his cock in at the same time. A hard slap and a deep push. Fuck! I moaned aloud. Trying to push the panties out of my mouth. He kept pushing. Relentless. In and out. Deeper every time. How fucking long is his cock? It feels like it's a mile. Oh, Fuck!

My wife heard me. She came back in, laughing. 

"That's what I wanted to see. Fuck the shit out of him, Bruce."

"I'm doing my best, Ma'am. Ha ha!"

Part 4 - The divorce

Bruce moved in with me. I didn't have much of a choice, it seemed. He was pretty dominant. And I guess, as it turns out, I wasn't. The first day he was there I'd set up the guest room for him, but he just took me into my room and did the nasty to me again.

He called me the catcher. I guess I'd become the submissive cock slut he wanted. I let it happen. Just like I'd let her dominate me. She worked me to get married. She spent a lot of my money. She set up the Cockold dates. She hooked me up with Bruce. She took the rest of my money. Now Bruce is the new dominant force in my life. Bruce has a good job and kept me from losing my house. I'm into him for a lot now. So I do whatever he tells me. 

I still go to work. But now I cook and clean too. Bruce treats me like a housewife. He complains about everything. He punishes me for not doing the laundry correctly. Or for cooking the salmon wrong. He punishes me in bed. With rough sex. He does that all the time. 

But I'm learning to enjoy being out of control. I don't make decisions anymore. He tells me what to do, around the house, and while he is fucking me.

It's a good life. I'm learning anyway.