Humiliated Cuck

She must have met her “friend” for lunch

The Top 10 most humiliating things about being a Cuck 1. Being forced to watch a man I know from my workplace fuck my wife 2. Pay "Respect" to any certified Bull 3. Being forced to wear her (or any women's) panties while entertains Bulls at parties 4. Standing at a bar in your hometown and have to allow other men to grope my wife and then take her away....while I have to stand there until they return her 5. Expose myself in a public place when wearing the Jack of Spades temporary tattoo 6. Preparing my wife for her "date" 7. Having to remove her cloths in front of other men during house parties 8. Being forced by her Bull to ask a random men in a bar to fuck her 9. After being caged for a week or more and having the cage removed by another women in front of other people and cum as she slides the cage off 10. Being restrained nude at parties so others can do things like paddle me, get me hard among other things But as a Cuck, humiliation is what is exciting

.........continued She stood at the side of the bed as he helped her lay back. Her legs were bent at the knees but made no attempt to close her legs. I was only 10 feet away and I could see how wet her pussy was. Steve took his second opportunity to take a picture. Instead of trying to cover up as she normally would do for me, she spread her knees wider so he could get a good picture. They both reviewed it, laughter about something in the picture. She then ask him to send both pictures to her. Steve then grabbed my pillow and slid it under her ass. He made sure she was comfortable and the buried his face between her legs. My first thought was that I remembered a conversation that I had with Steve a few years back about how black men do not eat pussy. My rage was overcome by my excitement and the fact that I began to feel the beginning sensation that I was about to cum. This was weird to me because I wasn't even touching myself. The sensation resided but my erection remained. As he was licking her pussy I could see his cock laying on my comforter. It didn't take long before I began hearing her soft moans grow louder. She was begging him to stop then would change what she was saying by telling him how good he was. Her hips began to raise so she could feel every inch of his tongue and he took that opportunity to slip his finger into her pussy as he licked and sucked her clit. She then started to orgasm. Her hips were thrusting and there was no way to spread her legs wider. She was just moaning, she was screaming. Her toes were curled so tight that I thought the straps on her heels would break. Her hands were closed so tight that her knuckles were white. Then, I witnessed something I thought was a lie......Michele started squirting all over my bed and Steve's face. When she was finished she turned on her side, went into a fetus position and seemed to whimper. My first impression was that he hurt her. But she then rolled onto her back again with her ass on my pillow and spread her legs as he knelt between her legs. His cock was sticking straight up and I realized that he wasn't only long but his cock was so thick that Michele could get her whole hand around it. The contrast between her long tanned fingers, manicure French fingers and her wedding ring glistening from the light of the candle was more them I could handle so I began to rub my cock he then grabbed his cock, she put her arms above her head as he began slapping the head of his cock against her clit. He then stopped so he could slid into her. My first thought was that there would be no way she could take him without lube. But she was so wet that lube was needed. He seemed to only bury the head of his cock first just to tease her. She was loving that because she would mover her hips to try to get more. But he made her beg for it and she did. But that wasn't enough. He made her tell him things about me.......and she did. So he finally slid his cock into her very slowly so she could feel every inch of what he had to give. Her toes curled again, her fingers dug into his arm and she ached her back so far that I thought she was going to hurt herself. He fuck her slow and gentle at first and then fast and hard. She started to beg him to cum so he went back to the slow and soft technique. But that didn't work and I could see he was about to cum. I was the I realized that he wasn't wearing a condom. He then buried his cock as deep as it would go and I could clearly see his balls against her pussy pulsation while he was unloading in her. It seemed like he continued to cum for a long time time and then slowly pulled out of her. But even then he was shooting all over her stomach and tits. He then rolled off her and laid back as Michele put his semi hard cock that was covered in cum in her mouth. She was on her knees while she did this and I could see his cum run out of her pussy and down her thighs. She rolled over next to him and they both drifted off while he played with her tits. It seemed as if they fell asleep but after about 20 minutes Steve stood up, got dressed and kissed her goodnight. Michele barely moved as he left her laying there naked and covered in cum and sweat. I watch her lay there for about 30 minutes because I still didn't know what I should do. I knew I wasn't going to work that night. So I quietly entered the house and slipped into the bedroom, removed my cloths and laid down next to her. She was shocked and wasn't quite sure what to do. I told her that I wasn't feeling well so decided to come home. So took advantage of that and had me climb under the covers while she tried to clean herself up. But there was no way she could do that with the hand towel she had next to the bed. I then acted like I was asleep just to take the pressure off her. My pillow was wet and I was laying in a very large wet spot on the bed. But that seemed to add to the strange excitement I was feeling. She actually did fall asleep so I took advantage of that and called up next to her. Around 3 hours later I couldn't resist and found myself spreading her legs and licking her "still soaked" pussy. It was the first time she tried to resist me but I didn't stop. While I was licking her pussy I got so excited that I came on her leg that night a new cuck was created..........me. Neither of them know that I know what they're doing and after 7 years he still comes to my house to fuck her. Since that night she has fucked many men with my knowledge. Many of the guys are sent over to our house by Steve. After the first night I eventually had to return to my daytime hours and have to work within 50 feet of Steve. He loves looking at me knowing that he has won the ultimate competition because he basically owns my wife body. He tells me stories about a beautiful married women he fucks giving me intimate details about the things he does to her and how stupid her husband is. Little does he know that after he fucks her I'm normally watching and then clean her up after he's finished. Michele has no clue that I know it's him. It was the ultimate humiliation that I experienced that first night. The ultimate humiliation of letting a man who is sexually superior who I know and hate continually fuck my beautiful wife. I take out on weekends just to make herself available to other men. Steve knows this so he sends his buddies out to find her and fuck her. I have many stories about the Bulls she has fucked and many pictures to prove that this s all true. That first night a cuck was born and that cuck was me.

They were talking and laughing and I could see that her robe was beginning to separate enough so he could clearly see her right breast covered in black lace. He then snapped a cell phone picture. Her nipple was hard and visible through the lace. All I could think was that he could see what I was seeing. As the wine flowed she became much more relaxed. She leaned forward and gave him a soft kiss that lasted only around ten seconds. Then she leaned back, stretched her arms along the back of the couch exposing more of her breast. Now both were clearly visible. His left hand had now made it to her leg and as they talked her legs naturally began to open. He was lightly running his fingertips along the inside of her thigh and I could see that she was enjoying his touch because I could see that she was beginning to breath harder. She put her head back, opened her legs wider as if she was giving him permission to explore her body. Her robe was now pulled completely open. He hook on her bra was in the front which he was able to undo without any effect. Her nipples were harder then I ever remember them being as he ran the back of his fingers across them. Her breathing was extremely hard because her chest was heaving. Her left hand was now in his lap as she began to rub his cock. He then kneel onto the floor and slipped her panties off one leg and left them dangling on her ankle. Because of how he was kneeling my view of her pussy was limited but I could tell that his fingers were deep inside her. His arm was slowly moving in and "in-and-out motion". I could hear her muffled moans as he began talking to her by asking questions. I couldn't clearly hear what he was saying but I knew they were questions or comments about me. At first when he was expecting an answer she would just moan louder. But I could tell he wanted her to speak. I could hear her respond with, "very small" and "tiny". The one question I clearly heard was, Can you feel his little Dick inside you"? I saw her head move back and forth but he wanted to hear it so he asked even louder. She loudly responded very convincingly say "NO, he's too small and he cums to fast". Steve was happy to hear her say it but she continued talking as he stood up in front of him. She kept telling him things about me as she unbuckled his belt, unsnapped his jeans, unzipped his zipper and slid his pants to the floor. I could now see everything. His cock was huge and hard. Michele licked his cock from his balls to the tip spending additional time licking the head of his cock. As she did this and continued telling anything he would ask. She then became because his cock was in her mouth. She was sucking his cock in a way that appeared more like worshiping it. His hand was on the back of her head so he had control of her motions. My hand found its way to my cock but as soon as I touch it I felt that "point of no return" that all men know of. But that didn't matter because as Steve was telling Michele that her gagging would stop if she just relaxes, opens her throats and breathes through her nose. Her gagging stopped and I released in my silk shorts without having any ability to hold back. Guilt and embarrassment began to consume me as I watched my wife suck the cock of the guy I disliked the most. She was enjoying him so much that I realized that there was NOTHING I could do. He then stood her up and slid her robe off her shoulders, her bra also fell off her arms but her heels were left on her as she took him by the hand and led him into our bedroom. My wife was now completely exposed. Steve's cock remained hard as it would brush agains her the cheeks of her ass moved back and forth as she walked. My shorts were wet from my cum but my cock was hard again. The guilt was gone but my personal embarrassment remained as I moved so I could get a better limited view of the two of them on my bed. ......to be continued

Over the course of my military career it's common to run into or work with people that you've know from the past. In my case, there's a guy that I work with that I've run into many times in many countries and we simply don't like each other. We seem to constantly compete for promotions, in sporting events, in everything we do. If we were "keeping score" I would say that our competitions usually swing his way. I normally win out promotion wise and he ALWAYS wins in the area of sporting competitions. His name is Steve. He's a black guy who is several years younger than me, over 6 foot tall, perfect physical shape and very charismatic. He had met my wife (Michele) on several occasions and she always thought he was nice but understood our competitive nature and the fact that we really didn't like each other. It was several years after Michele and I were married that I noticed a change in her sexual drive. At that point she had turned into a beautiful woman that oozed sensual and erotic aura. She loved wearing sexy things and loved flirting. I also began to suspect and found strong evidence that she was taking the "flirting" to the next level. I felt all the things that a married man feels when he's convinced that his wife is having an affair but it was strange because it also excited me at the same time. Now my goal was to confirm my suspicion. At the time I was working a 12 hour night shift (7pm - 7am) but was requested to change it to midnight - noon. I didn't mention the change to Michele. So instead of being 40 miles away at work I sat on my pool deck where I had a clear view of both the living room and master bedroom. The first night resulted in nothing more than sitting there waiting for something to happen with a 5" erection. But the second night was much different. I could tell by her outfit that something was going to happen. She was wearing her purple silk short robe with black open toed heels, black lacy bra and matching panties......nothing else. I had just bought her the bra and panty the weekend before because she said she need something new. The living room lights were turned all the way down and she had two large candles burning in the bedroom. At that point back came the 5" erection. But that really confused me. Instead of rage, my heart was pounding as I watched her putting on her heels and then sitting there drinking her glass of red wine with her tanned legs crossed just enough to see the lacy panties she was wearing. Sure enough around 8pm I heard a car pull up in the driveway. She got up from the couch and met the guy at the door. The guy was black, he was very tall and at first, it was dark enough so I could see who it was. They sat on the couch side by side and it only took a few minutes before I realized that the guy was Steve. That's when the rage set in..........but by erection was even harder. I couldn't figure out what I needed to do. My first thought was to just bust into the house and make a scene before he had the opportunity to remove her silk robe. But then I thought if I do that, he will get the satisfaction knowing that I know what they were doing and there was little I could do to hide my erection because I was wearing silky basketball type shorts. I couldn't think of a viable Plan B other than just watching to see how far she would let him go. .........To be Continued

I've been asked many times by the people who read my blog and people I've met wondering why or how does an attractive man go from powerful, strong willed and dominant ...........to a submissive, accommodating cuckold. Who the hell knows, but it happened to me. The woman I married is extremely intelligent, overly attractive and she has an amazing body. When I met her 17 years ago she had only been sexually involved with two other men. The first guy only really had sex with her once and the two guy she married and would have sex once a month. Neither of these guys every allowed her to wear a bikini in public or anything that would show how amazing her body really was. So her sexually experience and desire was nonexistent when I met her. As for me, I was in pretty good shape because of the line of work that I do. I my mind I was a stud. My cock was always hard and I could recover in minutes and be ready to go for seconds and thirds.......and more. Also, I my mind, I was 7 inches of hard man meat and could satisfy any women. The reality was that my 7 inches was really only 5 inches (on a good day and if I held the ruler in a certain way) and I could get hard with the slightest thought but cum within seconds of penetration (if I made it that long). Once I was honest with my self I resided to the fact that "it is what it is" and I had a beautiful wife who seemed to not be bothered by what I was lacking. But my goal was to make my wife realize how beautiful she was, buy her nicer clothes and a string bikini that she would wear in public. It didn't take long before I was successful. I think it was then when she began to enjoy the "second looks and comments she was getting from other men. ......,,to be continued