Cuckold Ceo Ch 09

Monday morning came as a blessing. The weekend turned out to be a sex charged fuck-fest that culminated with me eating James' cum from my wife's ass. All day at work, my mind returned to the events of the weekend. The domination, power and shear supremacy of James was astounding. He had total and absolute control of not only my wife, but of me also. I could not wait for the work day to end. I was not only physically tired, I was mentally spent. My mind had been so fucked this weekend, that I just needed a rest. I got home around 7 pm, hoping that James was not there.

I gingerly unlocked the door and entered. The condo was quiet. I could smell food cooking. My wife was in front of the stove in a pair of frilly white socks, short white yoga shorts and a sports bra. Fuck, I thought, she is so damn sexy. She never looks bad. She always looks like she is ready for sex. Well, she always was ready for sex, but you know what I mean. I came up behind her and hugged her. She turned her head and kissed me. She acted like the weekend had not even happened. She jabbered on about her day and how much she missed me. I was astounded. My thoughts all day were about the weekend and she was acting like we played parcheesi all weekend. I played along, hoping that "a guest" was not going to arrive soon. We had dinner, then sat on the couch and snuggled up and watched a movie. Amen, I thought. Maybe James was out of her system and we could go back to being the couple we always had been.

The next three days were the exact copy of our Monday routine. To my amazement, my wife didn't even want sex. I never saw her play with herself or use Jimmy. I almost thought something was wrong with her. However, every night, when I got home, she was always dressed up in something very sexy. Obviously, some things had not changed. One thing had definitely stayed the same. My cock was locked and had not been uncaged for any reason since we got home from vacation. I was so damn horny it was ridiculous. My last orgasm was weeks ago and the only relief I had, was my prostate pushing out goo in a ruined orgasm. Every time I looked at her, I just wanted to split her pussy in half. During the week, I made a couple of passes at her but she had politely turned me down, by telling me that sex was not allowed. She said, that she didn't want James to cut my balls off. It was for my own protection. I accepted her explanation, partially because I was tired, but also, I didn't want James to come over.

My wife called me at work Friday afternoon and told me that she wanted me to come home, on time tonight. She had a special surprise for me. I asked her what it was, but she would not say. All she said was that I would like it. I got my work done quickly and told my assistant that I was going to work from home this afternoon. I texted my wife and told her I would be there in a half an hour. Her return text said "good", that was all. I raced home. I was sure that I knew what my surprise was. I was going to be unlocked and allowed to have some "married sex" for the first time in weeks. I arrived home to find a note on the door. It said, come in, get undressed, leave your panties on and sit on the couch. Aha, I thought, I was right.

The condo was dimly lit. Candles burned everywhere. The condo smell like perfume. Soft music played in the background. My wife had gone all out on this one. I made my way to the couch. The TV remote had a sticky note on it, it said, "press the ON button". I did and the screen came to life. It was my wife, in our bed. She was naked from the waist up. She had some white, thong panties on, the ones I really like on her. On her legs, she was wearing white socks that went up to her thighs. Her dildo Jimmy was suction cupped to the headboard. At first, I thought it was a video, but no, she had hooked the nanny cam up to the TV. She was live, in our bedroom, putting on a show for me.

Once she knew I was watching, she began to sensually rub her body. Her hand slid across her small, but very perky tits. She then rubbed her pussy through her panties. At one point she slid her hand into her underwear and slipped her finger into her pussy, while her other hand went to her mouth. She extended her index finger a placed it between her wet lips and sucked gently. My little caged nub, strained to escape. I wanted her more than you could imagine. My cock was going to explode inside her with such force, it might damage her insides. She then turned so I could see her sexy ass and faced Jimmy. Her lips parted as she began to give her dildo an erotic blow job. Her slow and deliberate oral dance had me ready to explode. Once Jimmy was orally pleasured, she turned around and mounted him.

Jimmy slid effortlessly into her wet slot. Her pussy was ready and her dildo met no resistance. I watched as she slowly took every inch, right down to the large rubber ball sack. She rode her dildo and moaned quietly. Soon, she sat up and began to play with her pussy as she pushed herself against the headboard. It was an astounding thing to watch. I wanted to be Jimmy, so very badly. My wife rode her friend until she came close to having an orgasm, but stopped before she did. She then looked into the camera and asked me if I liked what I saw. I said yes. She smiled. I didn't think she had actually heard me, but she had hooked the camera in the living room to the TV in our bedroom. She had actually been watching me, watch her. She then lifted herself off of Jimmy and slid it between her legs so I could see it. It was crazy to look at. She looked like she had a cock between her legs.

She stroked "her" cock gently for a moment and asked if I wanted what she had. I told her I wanted it so bad, I could not stand to wait any longer. She told me to get on the floor and get on my hands and knees. Once there, she wanted me to close my eyes and wait for her. I jumped down on the floor and got into position, as she had directed. A moment later, I sensed someone in the room with me. She told me to keep my eyes closed and stay still. I felt her warm, soft hands begin to rub my back. Her hands then made their way to my panties. She pulled the thong aside and touched my asshole with her finger. Her finger was very wet. She sensually caressed my asshole with her small index finger. It took a minute to realize that her finger actually wasn't wet, it was lubed.

She began to probe the opening of my hole as she put her mouth by my ear. She asked me if I enjoyed watching her get her ass fucked last weekend. I told her that it made my cock drool. She then asked if it excited me to see a cock penetrate a tight asshole. I told her that it was absolutely my top fetish. She said that she was happy to hear that. Her finger then penetrated my hole all the way up to her fist. It felt incredible. After a few minutes of probing, she removed her finger. I heard her move around. She told me to open my eyes and to look at her. She was sitting on the floor about two feet from my face. Legs spread wide open, totally naked, except for her sexy long white socks. She pointed her toe at me and told me to kiss her foot. I kissed it willingly. Then, she told me to lick the bottom of her foot. Again, I did it without thinking. She asked me if I was ready to have sex. I shook my head and let out a big yes. She asked me if I was sure. This time, I loudly professed that I wanted to FUCK.

She smiled and said good. A split second later, I felt large hands grasp my waist. Excruciating pain shot through my ass, as something forcefully penetrated my unsuspecting asshole. I nearly collapsed to the floor. Only his strong grip held me up. I screamed loudly. One of the hands, on my waist, released and slapped me upside the head very hard. I heard a deep voice tell me to shut the fuck up. I recognized that voice. Fuck, it was James. James was invading my asshole, just like he had done to my wife. The pain was unbearable. It brought me to tears. My wife looked at me and told me to man-up. James had taken her ass and she had enjoyed it. She said I needed to relax and enjoy the ride.

I looked into her eyes and visually pleaded for it to stop. She did not even react. Instead, she took Jimmy and slipped it into her dripping pussy. I watched as she started to pump her dildo into her hole at the same rate as James was drilling my ass. I knew there was nothing I could do at this point. I was going to get fucked, no matter what. James had taken my ass, and now owned that too. My only chance for salvation was to have him cum quickly. I knew that my wife always had success taunting him. Her taunts always got him to explode rapidly. My only escape was to help him get to the edge, then push him over.

I opened my mouth and told James to take my ass. I told him that I wanted to serve him. That I needed his hot cum deep inside me. This made James squeeze my waist harder. His thrust got stronger and deeper. I told him that I loved being his sissy-cock-sucking-fag-boi and I wanted to service his cock every day. My wife looked at me and smiled broadly as she now pounded her pussy violently. His cock became rock hard. I could feel his pulse, through his cock, against my prostate. The size of his massive manhood left no room in my hole for anything else. His cock pressed hard against my prostate. With each thrust, it became more sensitive. My tiny, locked clit was leaking large amounts of pre-cum into my panties. My ass was beginning to adjust to his attacking weapon.

Surprisingly, his cock began to feel good in my ass. My body had gone beyond pain, adrenaline had kicked it and I was beginning to get a sexual high. I told him, that I was his to use. Then I began to beg him to use me, take my ass and show me that he was my Master. I told him that I had totally surrendered to his dominance. Then I begged to feel his potent, virile sperm inside me. This is exactly what it took to get him over the edge. He squeezed my waist to the point of breaking me in half. I felt his massive balls contract, then begin to pulse. His cock became like stone and he let out a growl. What happened next was astounding. I felt his hot semen begin to fill my depths. I could feel each ribbon of cum as it coated my colon. My belly began to feel warm and wonderful. His throbbing cock put intense pressure on my swollen prostate. The rhythm of his pulsing cock, set my prostate into a sympathetic response. My cum began to dribble out of my nub in synchronicity. It was as if his cum was now coming out my penis. Sadly, though, that was all that was happening. Once again, my body was barring me from having orgasmic pleasure. No, there was no orgasm for me. Instead, I was being reduced to a protracted, ruined orgasm, while James deposited his seed in an earth-shattering discharge.

My wife watched in amazement. She had gotten herself off at least twice, maybe more, while watching James abuse my ass. She had definitely gotten to see her ultimate fantasy placed out, just feet from her. She had watched her loving husband being subjugated to the position of sissy fuck boi. She had also seen her Alpha lover, extend his dominance over the two of us. He was now in total control. I would never again have any say in any decision at home. I had allowed myself to be fucked in the ass by a superior man. I had accepted my fate and then professed my desire to have that man use me like a cheap whore. I had been reduced to a simple cum bucket for my wife's lover. I was no better than a used condom, full of cum and thrown to the side.

James pulled his still rigid cock from my ass and stood up. I fell to the floor, totally spent. Both my body and mind had been totally worn out. James walked over to my wife and pulled her off the floor with one hand. He threw her over his shoulder and marched down the hall to our bedroom. They entered and the door slammed it shut. I heard the small click that announced that the door was locked. He had taken me, now he was going to take everything I had ever loved from me too. I laid shattered on the floor as cum began to flow from my gaping ass. The thong slowly slid back down onto my asshole with a snap, and began soaking up the mess. The front of my underwear was a total disaster too. It was soaked through with a mixture of pre-cum and useless cock snot, that my prostate had force out. It was all too much. I curled up in the fetal position and began to tremble. I was so exhausted, that I fell sound asleep, right there on the floor. Right in the same spot my wife's torn underwear had spent the night last weekend. Like two used, useless sex toys, cast to the floor.

My body ached as I woke up the next morning. My ass burned like fire and my body was in knots from sleeping on the hard floor. The condo was quiet. I made my way to my bedroom. The door was still locked. I assumed that James was still here and I wanted to stay out of his way. I went into the bathroom by using the hall door and relieved myself. The entire front of my panties, were encrusted in my dried cum and pre-cum. They were stuck to my pubic hair and it was painful to peel them off so I could pee. As I pulled them down, it felt like my ass was being fucked again. James' dried cum was glued to my ass and then to the thong of my underwear. My ass cheeks were raw and my panties looked ruined. I finally relieved myself, then turned on the shower. I hoped that I could get this mess cleaned up quickly.

As the shower began to heat up, I peeked into our bedroom. In the semi-darkness of our bedroom, I could see James holding my wife closely, asleep in my bed. He was completely naked and she was too except for her sexy, white long socks. They were still pulled up to her thighs. There was no obvious evidence that they had sex after James fucked me. However, with as sexual as they both were, I assumed that they fucked all night. I didn't want them to wake up yet, so I shut the door lightly and started my shower. The water felt good on my aching body. I had been in the warm stream of water about two minutes, when I heard the bathroom door open. It was James. I watched through the glass as he lifted his well-hung penis and aimed it into the toilet. An impressive stream of urine flowed confidently into the bowl. His bladder was as impressive as his penis, as he pissed for almost a minute. Just before he finished, my wife entered the bathroom too. She had taken off her socks and was now totally naked. She went over and hugged him from behind, then traded places and mixed her pee with his, before she flushed the toilet. James walked over to the shower, opened the door and told me to get out.

I immediately did as I was told and exited the shower. The two of them got in and my wife instantly began to wash his entire body. He stood there like a Greek god. She made it a point to hit every nook and cranny. I toweled myself dry, grabbed some new panties and went to our bedroom to get dressed. From the bedroom, I could hear them giggle and play. My mind was totally numb at this point. My relationship was totally fucked up. My wife was in the shower with her lover and I was in my bedroom, by myself. I walked over to the bed and looked at the sheets. They were covered in stains. There were large yellow stains of leaked cum and smaller crusty patches of all kinds of bodily fluids. I picked up my pillow off the floor. There was a brown smudge across the middle. I smelled it. James had wiped his large cock on my pillow after he had fucked me. His cock must have been covered in my waste, so he gifted my shit back to me, on my pillow.

I felt humiliated. This man had taken my wife from me quickly. He had dominated me and forced me into submission. He had taken any dignity I had and thrown it in the trash. I had become a useless eunuch, not worthy of sex with the woman I loved. I couldn't even have a normal orgasm anymore. The last few weeks were a string of unsatisfying ruined orgasms. I wanted to have sex again with my wife. I wanted my relationship back, but I had no idea how to make that happen. My wife was clearly taken by James. She acted like a teenager around him. A horny, sex starved teenager. He clearly enjoyed her wild sexual side and relished the fact that she allowed him to cuckold me. Their relationship brought out the evil in him, but she evidently liked it. She had not once, stopped him from humiliating me. My wife accepted his hash treatment of me and at times, encouraged it. Did she not love me anymore? Did she want him more than me? What was my position, my role, in this relationship?

The shower stopped, so I ran to the spare bedroom to get away from the two of them. I did not want to be a sexual plaything this morning. They got dressed and went out to the living room. I heard James tell my wife he would see her later and to text him, if she wanted him. I heard the door shut and it became quiet. I slipped out of the spare bedroom and met my wife in the living room. She reached for my hand, then pulled me close and gave me a big hug. She looked up at me and then drove her tongue into my mouth. At this point I was so fucking confused. James had just left and she was acting like nothing happened last night. She pulled me over to the couch and told me to sit down, she had a question.

My wife asked me if I had fun last night. My mouth opened but nothing came out. Before I could answer, she told me that watching James take my ass, was the most amazing thing she had ever witnessed. In fact, she told me she actually had three orgasms while she watched. She said that watching his chiseled body mounting me from behind made her pussy gush. My wife added that when I began to taunt him, she realized that, what she had asked James to do was the right thing. I finally wedged a word in and asked her if she had planned for James to attack my ass with his nuclear tipped cock. She told me, that of course she did. It had always been her ultimate fantasy. Watching the husband she loved be a part of it, was the icing on the cake.

I was ready to lose my mind. None of this made any sense to me. She asked her lover to rape my ass and I was supposed to be ok with that. She smiled and thanked me for allowing her to play out her sexual dreams and desires. She got up close to me and wrapped her arms around me and told me that she loved me more now than ever before. She sealed her statement with a kiss. Then asked me if I wanted to go to the city park with her. She said the weather was beautiful and she thought that we could go have a picnic. I felt like I lived on fucking Neptune. Was she bi-polar? Did I live in Bizarro-World? How could she just shift from my total abject humiliation to, let's go do a picnic that fast? It was only 10 am, but I needed a tall glass of whiskey.