Cucked and Fucked

I remember like it was yesterday.

I was twenty-eight years old and celebrating our two-year wedding anniversary. Natalie had asked me what I wanted for my anniversary and I told her that I wanted to bring another man into our bed. Well not OUR marital bed of course. I figured a motel room or worse case our spare room. But I really wanted to see her being pleasured by another man.

I had been nagging her to do it for me the entire time we had been together. The two years of wedded bliss and the four years we had been happily dating and living together combined.

But now she had finally agreed.

Just a bit about us. Like I said, we dated since I was in college, then lived together after I graduated, and then were wed just two years ago.

I knew that she had been around the block a few times and even knocked on a few of the doors. Her number was 12. And I was the lucky number 13. That means I was the thirteenth man to make love, fuck and in anyway pleasure my Natalie.

She had become an instant one-man woman the second I stuck my impressive eight-inch cock into her cunt. I was so long that she told me that NO other man had ever pressed into her cervix before me.

We had to be careful, as some of the positions we tried caused me to crash into her cervix causing her great pain.

I tried with everything I had to be careful. But sometimes I just got carried away.

I was the fortunate man to take her anal virginity, “Thank you baby!!” She also never swallowed a man’s cum before me either. Again, “Thank you baby!!”

We tried many things in our bedroom, role play for example. This is where I tried to convince her to cuckold me.

We had talked about it many, many times. Often, I had worked myself up into a three second orgasm as we made love while talking about her being with another man.

It didn’t just go one way either. She became wetter than ever while role playing with me like this.

Oh, we had different role plays too. Forced sex. Gang bangs, where she would be blindfolded and I would fuck her differently many, many times, or as many as I could hold out for.

There were few things we didn’t try. BDSM, which was more Bondage, then discipline. Natalie never liked to be punished. Nor did she like pain, and that was ok by me as I didn’t like distributing it to her either.

My favorite thing to do though was to listen to her tell me about her twelve lovers before me. The more detail she would give me, the hotter the sex was for us. It about drove me out of my mind. I couldn’t believe that she was game for it.  

She had bought a strap on, which worried me a lot. But she only used it one time to show me how it felt to take a cock down my throat. Don’t tell her that I took it far deeper than she had ever taken mine. Not only that but I didn’t complain the next three weeks how sore my throat was either. SHHH…

I really didn’t want to brag about the accomplishment, but I knew she could do better if she wanted to.

Anyway, about me. I am a robotic engineer. I build and maintain robotics. Everything from automotive to steel manufacturing, and even micro robotics for medicine and fiberoptics.

I try to specialize in medicine as it pays the best and there is more future in it as well.

Natalie works as a waitress. She works at one of the hottest steak houses/ lounges in Albuquerque. And everybody knows about “Tumbleweeds.” Hell, I almost got picked up there myself. Again, please don’t tell Natalie.

At first Natalie would only wear tops and pants that were far more like a suit of armor than an outfit that one would expect a barmaid or waitress to be wearing.

But then she met Jana. She was a hot little number. Her husband brags about how he met her in a strip club.

Now Jana, made five times the tips Natalie did. But she wore provocative clothes, and didn’t mind flirting a little either. Mostly she would wear short skirts and low-cut tops.

Natalie and Jana started becoming friends. I got to know her husband too. He was a good young man about two years my junior.

Jana’s husband and I were hanging together when Natalie came to me and spoke.

“I need some money, me and Jana want to go to the mall and buy some clothes.”

The fact that she wanted to buy clothes was exciting for me. Natalie had needed new clothes for a long time now, but the thought of her going shopping with Jana got my motor running.

I asked Jana, “Please, don’t let her buy anything too conservative.”

She gave me a cheeky grin and informed me plainly. “I would never allow her to do that.”       

I knew I loved Natalie’s best friend right then and there.

~~~    

After they came home from shopping, Natalie modeled several tops and skirts she had purchased. Let me tell you, it was worth every cent!! Double!!

My prudish Natalie was coming out of the closet. “Thank god!!”

The first thing I did was made love to her right there on the sofa. Then in the bedroom, twice more.

Over the next few weeks, Natalie and I both noted that the new outfits had over tripled her tips. She went from making twenty-five or thirty bucks a night to over two hundred some nights.

I knew her tips would pick up if she loosened up a bit, but I had no idea that it would be that much. Heck, on the weekends, she made more than I did.

We were happy, except for the fact that I always wanted to share her for some reason, and she always told me to go fuck myself when I asked.

But then the day came. Our second anniversary. I have to tell you I was excited. I had bought her a brand-new stereo system that she had wanted for her car.

I borrowed her car the day before to have it installed for her. I knew it was exactly what she had wanted. My plan was to pretend to forget our anniversary. She would get in the car for one of several reasons and it would be pumping out tunes. I hoped it would be a great surprise for her.

She was up early the next morning when she got into her car. She was going to the convenience store to get some milk as we had run out.

She came running into the house slamming the front door and then the door to our room as she jumped on the bed and began to kiss me with fiery passion.

It took a few moments before I was awake enough to know what was going on. She took her top off and stuck one of her fabulous tits in my mouth to suck on. She reached between my legs to see if my cock was up or not.

One thing with Natalie is, with her tits in my mouth, my cock is hard. You can’t have one without the other. Well maybe my cock can be hard without her tits in my mouth. But again … shhh.

The next thing I knew my Natalie was riding my cock while I was trying to get my underwear down enough to stop it from rubbing on my balls, as I was balls deep inside her cunt.

“Anything you want!! Anything you want for your anniversary.” She said with enthusiasm.

I smiled a sinister smile as she rode my cock and promised me something I didn’t think she would ever agree to.

Then she noted my smile. and as she ground my cock as deep as I had ever been pushing hard against her cervix. “Go ahead and ask me.” she insisted.

“Are you serious, will you, do it?” I stuttered.

“Ask, ask me to find out.”

I went for broke. “Will you bring another man to our bed? Can I watch him pleasure you?”   

Then the words I had longed to hear for years came out of her mouth. “Yes… Yes, I will.”

I instantly shot my load into my wife’s womb. Firing rope after rope of my jizz into her.

~~~

That night we sat at the table after our dinner at one of Natalie’s favorite restaurants.

“You really mean it; you won’t back out?” I asked again.

“Yes Jeff, yes. I won’t back out. I have agreed to do it. But it can’t be tonight.”

I excitedly nodded my head. “When?” I jumped. 

“Soon, it will take some time to get it set up the way I need it to happen, you know.”

“Oh yea, I really didn’t think you would ever agree to this. So, I have never thought this far out.”

“I have a guy in mind for this, is that ok with you?”

I hesitated for a long moment before I said. “How long have you been thinking about doing this?”

“Not long at all. Just decided that you need it, so I will agree. But it is a one-time thing. Hope you got that!!”

I got it all right. Boy did I get it. I had never been more excited.

~~~

A few days later

I came home from work and sat down at the kitchen table. Natalie had dinner already cooked and ready to be eaten.

After the fine meal, she told me, “I have some bad news. Well maybe.”

“Oh,” I questioned?

“Well, I got ahold of the man that I am willing to bring to our bed with you. BUT!” she paused, “He is asking if he can bring a male friend with him. So, I was wondering if you would be ok with two men instead of one?”

Was I ok with that? Hell yes, I was ok with that. Every bit of it. But I couldn’t let Natalie know how excited I was about it. The idea of watching her with two men was more than I could stand. I had hoped to spit roast her between me and the other man, but watching her get spit roasted would even be better. And better yet, all three of us could make her ‘airtight.’

“Yea, I suppose that would be ok.” I said using self-control to hold back my excitement.

I took my wife and stripped her naked quickly. In time I had her on her hands and knees in front of me. I was fucking in and out of her from behind and making her cum like a banshee… she was screaming out her orgasms one at a time as I plowed into her cunt with my cock.

After I came pressing my cock to her cervix again. I fell to the side of her and brought her to me.

“You’re amazing. I can’t wait till this happens.”

The Event:

It was Saturday morning when I got out of bed and made my way to the kitchen for a very needed cup of coffee.

My beautiful Natalie was already dressed in a hot looking top and skirt. This was unusual as she normally would be just wearing a robe at this time of the day.

“We have to leave in about an hour. So, you need to get ready.”

Unsure where she wanted to go, I asked.

“I have rented a cabin by the lake. It is secluded and away from everything. This way, we can have a lot of LOUD fun without worrying about any problems.”

I was about to scream with delight. “I will be ready.” I said, about to run upstairs to change.

She tossed me a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. “Wear these for me, I think you would be far more comfortable.”

They were loose-fitting workout shorts and a loose t-shirt, a bit more colorful than I would like, but I didn’t mind at all. With what she was going to do for me, I would have worn a tutu. 

I drove us, following her directions, to a secluded cabin in the woods, walking distance from a nice fishing lake. I got out and ran around the car to open Natalie’s door.

I had noticed a minivan pulled up in the parking area in front of the cabin and assumed that the two men Natalie had picked out for our fun were already inside.

I made my way to the front door holding my wife’s hand.

She stopped me about four or five feet from the door and asked. “This is your last chance, are you sure you want to do this?”

Every perverted cell in my body called out a resounding “Hell yes!” as I had never been more excited in my life. Including the time, I had lost my virginity.

I knocked on the door. A dark man a little taller than me with very toned muscles opened the door and smiled.  Then he stepped back to let us in.

I went in first, not letting go of my wife. I was trying to set the scene, letting them know I was HER HUSBAND, and it would be me that was leaving with her.

The other man showed up and took a long look at me. “This him?”

“Yea, this is him.” Natalie said. “He is the one who insisted that we invite another man to our bed. He is the one who wants to watch me get pleasure from you two.”

Both men smiled broadly but for some reason, they smiled towards me instead of her.

Natalie was wearing about as sexy and showy top as she possessed, along with a very short skirt and stockings. It had taken everything I had not to stare at her for the three-hour trip here.

Natalie put her arms around me and sat me in one of several chairs that were about the room.

“Relax honey, all is well. We are going to have the time of our life,” she reassured me.

“Part of the deal for them to do this is, they need to tie you up so that you won’t attack them if you happen to become jealous.”

I thought that sounded reasonable. In any case, I had read many stories of scenes like this where the cuckold was tied up. So again, I didn’t mind at all.

A short time later I wondered why they had what seemed a spreader bar on my ankles. Keeping my legs apart about as far as they would go.

They had brought a contraption that cuffed my hands to each side of my neck. It also was strapped to my neck so that I couldn’t fight against it without choking myself.

The final step was to gag me. Again, I didn’t mind, as I figured that was to keep me quiet, just in case I wanted to stop things verbally.

I realized that I couldn’t seem to make much noise at all with that gag on. So, I thought it was working really well. Then I realized that I wouldn’t be able to tell the men that I wanted to see Natalie spit roasted and, if possible, to include me, since I wanted to see her airtight too.  

I started to grunt out orders around the small ball in my mouth. Yet no one could understand, or was even listening, to what I was saying.

That is when Natalie sat on the king size bed right in front of me. She had one of the biggest smiles on her face I had ever seen.

“Ok boys, are you ready to give me great pleasure.”

Natalie remained sitting in front of me, staring, as the two men started to strip, one man on either side of us.

When their cocks sprang out of their boxers, I was amazed at their size. I was so looking forward to watching Natalie get fucked by something so big.

She reached out and stroked both their cocks, one with each hand, still staring at me.

I wanted to mouth “I love you”, but the gag was preventing me from doing it.

“Thank you dear, but you know I prefer a more masculine touch,” one of the men said in quite a feminine voice, as he pushed Natalie’s hand away from him.

“Same here,” the other man said as they both grabbed me by the arms and pulled me up from my chair.

I had thought that I was tied to the chair, but as it turned out, I had been tied to some sort of bar across the back of my neck. And my legs where truly tied only to the spreader bar.

I found myself face first on the bed grunting around the ball gag in alarm and surprise.

“Hold still, this knife is very sharp. We don’t want to cut something off that we may want to play with a bit later, now, do we.”  I heard from one of the men as I felt my shorts being cut off my body.

I managed to turn towards Natalie. My eyes showed the alarm I was feeling.

She just smiled back at me, seemingly enjoying what was about to happen.

As soon as the men had cut all the clothes off, they told Natalie to strip for them.

They rolled me over to watch her strip.

I could feel my cock get hard as she pulled off her top and dropped her skirt. Next, she pulled down her panties. After that she dropped her bra.

As she stood naked in front of me, I heard a very gay voice say. “It is on top of the dresser.”

I didn’t know what ‘It’ was, but then as I watched her put on an eight-inch strap on cock, I felt like screaming.

One of the men had found my own eight-inch cock and began to rub on it, stroking it up and down the shaft.

Then the other man put it in his mouth and began to suck on it. I had never had a gay thought in my life until that moment, but couldn’t help thinking, “Damn he’s good.”

It didn’t take long before the first man removed the ball gag and jammed his cock into the gaping hole of my mouth.

Trying fruitlessly to block the intrusion, it went deep down my throat. I could almost feel it in my chest, as he began to face fuck me.

“Ok buddy? Listen up now. I don’t wanna feel any teeth, you hear me?”

I shook my head. As if I could hurt the fat dick that was in my mouth anyway.

The man pulled out his cock then quickly reentered my mouth. I could feel it being rammed down my throat again, as I was also being pushed on to my knees.

My ass was forced into the air and I heard my beautiful and loving wife say, “You mentioned something about being spit roasted?”

Then I felt cold lube being squirted on my sphincter. After that, I could feel the cold plastic of what I was sure was my wife’s eight-inch dildo placed in her strap on.

Thank God she went in slowly but, as she did it, the man whose cock was in my throat made its way into my mouth so far that his pubes were tickling my nose and his balls were on my chin.

“Ready to go for a ride Carl?” asked my wife of the man whose cock was down my throat.

“Let’s go easy at first” he said, as he pulled his cock out of my throat. But then he pushed it back in again. I could also feel Natalie’s cock going in and out of my bowels at the same time and the same pace.

I was being spit roasted by my wife and some gay guy she picked up somewhere. When I woke up that morning, I sure wasn’t expecting this.

Then my wife told me that he needed to cum.

I felt his cock stiffen as Natalie began to ram my ass but good with her strap on.

Then I felt his cock erupt as it throbbed inside my mouth and down my throat.

Up until that day, I had only ever tasted my own cum, but now my wife was still fucking my very virgin ass and my virgin throat was full of another man’s cum.

It was only a moment before my wife pulled out of my ass and she crawled around Infront of me. Then she stuck her eight-inch strap on into my mouth.

I didn’t have a choice as the smelly plastic artificial cock was rammed down my throat.

About the time I felt it as deep as it could ever get in my mouth, I felt additional lube being squirted in my ass. Then another cock entered my near virgin ass again.

My wife was fucking my mouth with her dildo, while some gay man was in my ass. They were going at me with a soft smooth rhythm.

I couldn’t believe that my cock got hard while I was being spit roasted but it sure as hell was.

I heard the man who had already cum down my throat start to chant and egg-on my wife and his friend. “Fuck him, fuck him good. That’s it, I just love a good spit roasting.”

I felt dirty and ashamed but then I thought to myself, “That is exactly what I wanted to say when Natalie was being fucked by another man.”

Soon I felt the man fucking my ass stiffen and ram into me hard. Then I could feel hot cum being squirted deep inside my bowels.

My wife withdrew the strap on cock from my mouth, then she lowered her head right next to mine. “Did you enjoy your spit roasting? Because I sure got GREAT pleasure from it.”

I realized then, that Natalie hadn’t gone back on her word, but had twisted its meaning in a way that suited her.

The men slowly began to get dressed. Only after they were all fully dressed did Natalie have them loosen my bonds.

I was quite stiff and sore by the time I got my hands free enough to finish untying myself. By the time I was through, Natalie and the two men had left the cabin and driven away in the minivan.

When I arrived home, I noticed that all her things had been taken from the house. She had worked her ass off to set all this up the way she did.

I spent the rest of Saturday and most of Sunday on the toilet shitting the spunk out of my bowels.

On Monday I went to work and did my job as best I could.

The first of the next week I was served divorce papers accompanied by a small envelope containing a short, hand-written message.

“I hope you enjoyed yourself, but I can’t be with a man who wants that to happen to me. So, FUCK YOU!!!”

Anyway:

Now that I am soon to be divorced. I was wondering if there are any hot-wives out there looking for a partially gay cuckold who makes a lot of money.

LEE