A Descent Into Madness

This story is inspired by a comment to one of my Loving Wives stories. The comment read "The wimp cuck should man up and just divorce the cheating bitch."

This story speculates how a man might respond adversely to Anonymous's admirable advice. It draws upon my own nervous breakdown but my precipitating event was different to George's. But the process of mental disintegration is the same. That description of a nervous breakdown (and not the description of sex acts) is the reason for me writing this piece.

THE STORY STARTS

My name is George. After only 3 years my marriage to Glenda had got stale. We should be at our sexual peak since she is 28 and I am 25. But our marriage was hanging on by a thread. She had lost interest in all things, including sex. But I wanted it to be back as once it was.

We were watching a film. it was half hour into it and Glenda had lost interest. She was dozing off when the film had a sex scene involving 2 bisexual men (one middle aged and the other in his 20s) and a woman in her 30s who dated them both.

Suddenly Glenda was alive and alert. She watched the scene and the subsequent scenes.

She said "George, rewind and play that sex scene again."

As we watched the sex scene again, Glenda put her hands down her skirt. It was a long time since she had played with herself. That night she initiated sex. She hadn't done that for over a year.

Afterwards she confessed "I want to try being with 2 men, like in the film."

I asked "Even though the men fucked each other as well as her?"

Glenda replied "Provided both men needed me even more than they wanted each other. I would want the other man to be as loving to me as you are. I would want the 3 of us will be equals."

She then said "George, I thought the 3 of them kissing was supremely erotic. I want to recreate that scene with you and another man. Providing it is beautifully staged it wouldn't worry me if you fucked him and he fucks you. George, you have been with men before we married."

I said "Yes but I have resisted the temptation since we started dating."

Glenda then asked "Could you be with another man as beautifully as in the film?"

I said "Yes. I think I could. But none of the local men float my boat. And anyway they might not be bisexual."

THE BULL.COM QUESTIONS

We discovered Bull.com. It is like a conventional dating web site, except it exists for married people to find a male third party. They advertise themselves as "Britain's Best Marriage-Plus Dating Organisation". Glenda and I paid a £100 non-refundable membership fee to join Bull.com. This was my first real commitment to the project. But then 'the thought is always the father of the deed'.

I needed Bull.com to really be Britain's best marriage-plus dating organisation. I liked the new Glenda. My fear was that if Bull.com was really Bullshit.com my marriage would peter out.

Once our payment was verified Bull.com emailed us a link to their membership portal. We gave Bull.com our names, our ages and the region that we lived in.

Glenda gave her breast size as a 26 D. I put my willy size as 5 inches.

For the question "Bull's Sexuality" Glenda ticked 'Bisexual'.

For "Bull's Ethnicity" my wife chose 'Black' as her first choice, and Asian as her least preferred option.

For "Age Of Bull" my wife ticked '21 to 30''.

For 'Bull's Flaccid Cock size' Glenda ticked both "6 to 8 inches", and "8 to 10 inches.

I said to Glenda "I am surprised you didn't want a monster sized cock."

She replied "I will be satisfied with a man with an 8 to 10 inch schlong."

I said "So will I be. But please answer 'Bull To Acquire Exclusive Rights To The Marital Bed' in the negative. That would be too humiliating. I want to be in the same bed as a man with a big cock fucks you. It would be even better if it was 10 inches of black man's meat filling your cunt and then my rectum. But whatever ethnicity the cock owner is, I want to be in the same bed. I couldn't sleep in another room knowing you were with another man in my bed. And I wouldn't want to listen to you being porked by another man. That's the only acceptable scenario to me."

Glenda said "George that's what we both want. I will only choose the "3 In A Bed" option. We will have a weekend trial with the man that suits us both. After the weekend trial we could explore if other options are acceptable to you."

Glenda pressed the Send button. In less than an hour Bull.com sent her details of 20 possible partners. Bull.com wasn't bullshit.

NUDE PICTURES

Glenda and I had great fun looking up the details of the 20 men. Not many men get the opportunity to select a man to restore a failing marriage. Both Glenda and I were disappointed that only one of the 20 was black. He was in the "6 to 8 inch" category. Despite this Glenda put him on her shortlist. She chose 5 out of the 20 for her shortlist. Two of the 5 declined her request to chat.

Using the Bull.com online chat facility my wife had intimate chats with Delroy, Chris and Dave. Both Chris and Dave were in the "8 to 10 inch" category. After a week of on-line chats it was time for Glenda to send Chris, Dave and Delroy intimate pictures of herself and me.

I was conflicted over 3 strangers seeing my beautiful wife's most private part. For the last 18 months my wife hated being naked. She rarely was naked, even in our bedroom. Yet posing naked for 3:strangers excited her.

She got me to take lots of photos that looked straight up her vagina. Glenda wasn't satisfied with any of them. She got me to trim the pubic hair from both sides of my twat. She was satisfied with the more explicit shots.

So it was now time for Glenda to take nude photos of me. Glenda took off my trousers and held my cock in her hand. Then she showered it with lots of short kisses.

She said "You have a really nice cock" and put it in her mouth. This was the first time she had sucked my cock since our honeymoon. I enjoyed this unexpected delight.

But I couldn't get erect because I thought of another man with his cock inside of my wife's vagina. I would be watching her take a strangers cock inside of her vagina and perhaps sucking his cock and swallowing his load. I wanted to watch my wife get a stranger's cock but I also feared it. As my wife butterfly kissed my penis, I wanted to stop this madness. I thought that my wife must be certifiable to want me to watch me with another man. I also thought that I should be locked up in an asylum for agreeing to this bisexual marriage-plus. But then Glenda interrupted my internal debate.

She said "Just a little trim of your pubic hair and then its time for a photo."

All my doubts disappeared. I trimmed my pubes and posed naked. For an extra fee Bull.com turn these into NFTs, so they can't be reproduced or shown to anyone other than us and the 3 prospective partners.

MEETING DAVE

We decided we would meet each of the prospective bulls separately. Afterwards we would make a decision which one would be my wife's bull and give us an unforgettable experience. We arranged our first face to face meeting with Dave.

We were aware that we both needed to impress him and he us. So both Glenda and I had our hair done. I dressed in a formal white shirt and trousers. Glenda really dressed up for the occasion. She had a dress and bra which made the most of her breasts.

Dave was dressed in jeans and white tee shirt. He looked really sexy. He went straight over to Glenda and kissed her in the continental manner. I realised that my wife and he had built up a relationship via the Bull.com intranet. It wasn't a passionate kiss but it unsettled me.

Dave said "So you are newbies. I don't wish to blow my own trumpet but I have pleasured over 20 women."

I knew Dave had at least an 8 inch dick. He also had a big mouth. I felt jealous and humiliated that my wife so obviously wanted him. Dave wasn't interested in me. He signalled to the barmaid to come over. He paid for our drinks. This unsettled me even more.

I thought he was too self-confident and self-obsessed. But Glenda was metaphorically fucking him.

He said to my wife "I know you want 3 in a bed. That's only what you think you want. But when you sample my love-making you won't want George in our bed."

Glenda was putty in his hands.

Dave said to my wife "Go to the Ladies and take off your panties."

Much to my surprise Glenda did what Dave asked her to do. She returned and handed her panties to Dave. He beamed and returned them to her. She put them in her handbag.

The 3 of us had burgers, which Dave paid for. These burgers weren't the skimpy things you get in fast food places. They were multi-story work of art held in place with a thin wooden stake. Alongside the burger we had home made skin on chips.

My wife was enjoying Dave's toying and the "I know you want to fuck me" teasing. Occasionally one of them would look up at me. I might as well be home alone with the television on. In this pub I felt alone with only my hopes and fears for company.

Glenda only has eyes for Dave. They acted, and looked, like a married couple. And perhaps they will couple alongside me in my bed with me sent to the guest bedroom.

I was excited by having a marriage-plus relationship. But it irked that I would conceding my sole right to Glenda and sharing my hearth and home with this big-mouth braggart. But Glenda and Dave were lost in the moment. I noticed Dave fondle his bulge. I sat there in my own world and imagine Glenda and Dave having sex while I am not with them. Worse, they are excluding me while he fucks my wife up the arse.

Suddenly I realise Glenda is speaking to me.

I said "I'm sorry. I was thinking of what may happen in the rugby on Saturday."

My wife said to Dave "My husband is obsessed by all kinds of sport."

Dave said "Your wife was saying that you might like to see my fuck-weapon. I've seen yours already. You look cute."

Glenda said to me "Quid pro quo. Dave has seen the pictures of us naked. But I'm not following you 2 into the gents. We all want to have a 3 in a bed experience. We are going to see each other naked. So why not take this opportunity to take a look at what lies between his legs?"

I was taken by surprise. What Glenda said was true. When we set up our menage I would be seeing another man's fuck-weapon. It might not be Dave's penis, but it would be another man's cock. But I wasn't self-assured.

Dave said to Glenda "Unless your husband is shy. Some men feel challenged by seeing a big cock."

Dave was bragging again. And implying that I was a stick in the mud.

I said defensively "Of course I'm not shy. It's just unusual for me to be asked to take a good look at another man's manhood."

Dave and I departed together to the gents. By now I was certain that Glenda was going to choose Dave as our marriage-plus partner.

MY FIRST DELUSION

I opened the door to the gents, A man was drying his hands. I was nervous. The man continued to dry his hands. He looked knowingly at Dave and then at me and then back at Dave.

I knew the stranger's thoughts. I knew what the man at the dryer was thinking. I heard him as if he was talking. I wanted the man at the dryer to shut up, but he wouldn't.

The stranger said "Dave is going to pull out his dick and you will have no choice but to see it. Then Glenda will worship Dave and crave his cock every day and in every way that pleases Dave. Her lover will supplant you and make you a wimp cuckold. And you will have no choice but to see your wife worship Dave's big dong. Worse you will worship his 10 inches of wife-pleaser but he won't let you use it."

The lecture from the man at the dryer stopped. There was no sound from the hand dryer. The man departed. Dave and I stood there. I was glad that we were alone.

The man at the dryer could no longer taunt me. Dave didn't waste any time, he took out his big dick. I couldn't believe how thick his shaft was. He held his fuck-weapon between two fingers and thumb and pulled back his foreskin.

The dryer man stood there saying "Wimp cuck, wimp cuck."

I shouted "I am not a wimp cuck" to the hand drying man.

Dave said "No one said that you are."

I said "That man there did."

Dave said "There's no one there."

I said "But I can see the stranger, clear as day."

Dave put his dick away and said "We all need to get out of this pub. I'll get us a taxi to go to my flat. The 3 of us need to discuss what has just happened."

We left the loo, Dave chatted to Glenda. My wife looked concerned.

But I only heard the stranger saying "Wimp cuck, wimp cuck."

Dave left a £20 tip for the bar staff and the 3 of us left and got in the taxi. Still the stranger kept saying "Wimp cuck, wimp cuck."

To be continued