Dominated By My Wife Becoming An Cuckold

Dominated by my wife, becoming a Cuckold

CHAPTER 1: THE APPOINTMENT

"Paul, I'm glad you could arrange to meet me here

this evening. I know the lateness of the hour may be

inconvenient, but I think I have something that will help

us both."

"Dr. Andrew, I was rather surprised at your call for

this meeting, and especially for you wanting it to be

confidential, a-and not for me to tell anyone, especially

my wife about it."

" I did so Paul because I've recently

learned you've been concerned about your wife's activities

since she joined this special adult education project ten

months ago. Am I right?"

"H-How did you know?"

"I'll tell you all in good time. Let's say, I

happened to have found out that you've been curious

about her change in dress fashions - you know more

revealing attire and shorter skirts, change in hairstyle,

and most importantly, her, shall we say her changed

attitude about sex as well as your detection of her vagina

seeming enlarged."

"H-How in the w-world... Dr. Andrew d-did you f-find

out all..."

"Paul, I'll answer your questions in due time.

However, let me go back to the reason for asking you over.

You know the students we have for this

program are all adult minority male students - all are

black. They are hard-core and unemployed. The aim of

this Pilot, program is an approach to finding new ways to

address the educational needs of this group. This project

is near and dear to me. I don't want it to be clouded by

scandal, especially where one of my white teachers is

sexually involved with the students."

"Y-You mean Regina is..."

"Yes, I have proof that your wife is sexually involved

with several of our students and I'm worried about her

being able to continue performing professionally. However,

I hope I can obtain her removal indirectly,

discreetly, and without having to do so. That's where

you come in."

"Me?"

"Yes, you. Now I can answer all your questions, but I'll

tell you what, let's run a few minutes of this secret video

I secretly shot first and then I can tell you, my plan."

Dr. Andrew took a video from his desk drawer and

slipped it into the TV VCR combo near his desk. Moments

later the scene of a conference room appeared on the

screen. Moments later there was the noise of a group of

black men walking in the room.

From their conversation, it was apparent they were

waiting for someone. The more the four men talked the more

apparent it was a woman they were waiting on. A few words

later, to Paul's chagrin, he learned that the `bitch'

`hoe' and `slut' they'd been referring to was Rose, his

wife.

It couldn't be overlooked that the men kept handling

the bulges in their pants. They were rather sizeable too.

Just then on the video, his wife walked in the room.

She greeted them gleefully as she locked the door after

entering.

"Hi darlings."

He heard her say as she held out her arms for

the nearest tall black male, who also extended his

arms and they soon embraced in a tight passionate embrace.

Their lips locked and his big black hands roamed all over

her shapely rear.

Soon the other three black students gathered around and groped his wife's ass as she still was

in the arms of the black man.

They broke their embrace, and she was quickly in the arms of another student. Except this time, it was visible that she was reaching over to grope the visibly huge outline of an erection in the pants

of one of the students standing adjacent to her.

As the video continued, Paul was shocked and speechless.

After their greeting sessions, he couldn't believe the

group was removing his wife and their clothes. In no

time, his wife was down to just her open bar, open crotch

panties, and stockings.

He was shocked by their undressing and the

conversation being carried on. He heard his wife

discussing some of the things that Dr. Andrew had mentioned

to him earlier.

As the men were shedding their clothes, it

hurt Ralph to hear them chuckle at his wife tell them how

he - her husband - had commented to her on how stretched

and looser her cunt seemed to be. They laughed even louder

when she told them what her reply was.

"Ralph, it's all in your mind."

The group also roared with laughter when his

wife made a comparison of their big stalwart cocks to her

husband's smaller "bird prick".

He was hurt by the banter between his wife and the group,

but couldn't help but be impressed, by the size of the genitals his wife was eagerly fondling and caressing on the video.

"Seen enough Paul?"

As Dr., Andrew stopped the video the moment after the first black man penetrated his wife's well-lubricated pussy.

Paul simply nodded his head. He was still speechless.

Dr. Andrew went on to explain why he wanted Paul to

have the video.

"So, you see Paul, I want you to have this so that you

can use it for whatever reason you deem necessary, maybe

even for grounds for a divorce. It certainly seems proof

enough of your lovely wife's adultery - with several men to

boot too. However, it could be used to rein her in

and make her more captive to you."

"More captive?"

"Of course. By holding this over her head, she'd be

yours, and so much under your control."

He said with a slick, unprofessional, grin on his face. After a brief

moment of thought, he liked what he was saying, even though

He was still upset at discovering his wife's infidelity.

"However, there is one small matter that I must insist

on."

Paul asked him for clarification.

"You see I don't wish to have my name come up in this

whole matter, that's why I said I'd like for you to use

this tape to influence your wife to quit the project."

"I understand."

"However, to be sure you don't feel obliged to bring

my name up in regard to this matter, I've come up with what

I feel is a foolproof way to ensure your confidence on

this matter. However, I'm not sure how you're going to

agree with it."

What Dr. Andrew told the dismayed husband, who'd just

discovered he was a cuckold, what he had in mind, Paul

almost fell out of his chair.

"W-What! S-Suck you off!"

Paul stammered in shock.

"Yes. That way every time you feel inclined to reveal

your source of this videotape, you'll remember the price

you had to pay and be less inclined to do so.

Incidentally, I have two more tapes like this. I've been

secretly taping your wife and the students over the last

two months. That's how I knew so much about your

suspicions. She told the students all about you."

"B-But surely Dr. Andrew there must be a more

a reasonable way for you and..."

"There may be, but this is my way. It's a take or

leave it situation. Either you suck my dick for this tape

or I make sure it gets into more public channels. Imagine

the field day others will have with such graphic and

irrefutable proof of your wife's infidelity, not to mention

her explicit discussion of your, shall we say,

shortcomings."

His words were like nails being driven into Ralph's

hands. He could imagine the pain of a public disclosure.

His wife would not only be ruined but there was a

good chance he too could lose his job.

If they stayed married, they'd both be required to move out of state and find new jobs. The prospects of not going along

with Dr. Andrew's extortion was not a pleasant thought, but

neither was being a cocksucker for him either.

"B-But Dr. Andrew. Surely you re realize this is-is

Something, I-I just don't do. I-I don't know, h-how

to..."

"How to suck cock?"

He interjected, cutting off Paul's stammering and slowness to reply.

"Don't worry, I'll guide you through it. You'll get the hang of my dick

in your mouth in no time. And don't worry, you won't choke.

I'll tell you when I'm coming."

Ralph felt a pang in his gut at the very thought of

having to accept this man's slimy ejaculate in his mouth.

The whole idea seemed so repulsive to him.

Dr. Andrew sensed what the troubled husband

was thinking. Dr. Andrew then went on to paint a picture of

all the couple would have to go through if there was a

public disclosure of his wife's activities. He really

drove home the point of her losing her teaching license and

the real possibility of her leaving him.

"To some extent Paul, her public exposure would

probably drive her to become more of a black cock slut.

Which means you'd probably lose her forever.

She knows you love her very much. That's why she loves you.

She's said so on the tapes. She's told her black

lovers that several times. So, you see, by you

causing me to expose these tapes in a more public manner,

you're the one who is failing her and not keeping

your marriage intact. Is that what you want?"

Paul looked at him with glaring eyes. He was angry.

"And don't get any idea of trying to grab that tape

from the VCR and running out the door. You're no match for

me. Besides I have two other's that are just as

incriminating."

That statement cooled any thoughts Paul may have had

about trying to be brave and aggressive, which was out of

character for him anyway. It didn't take much to cower

him.

"P-Please Dr. Andrew. I-I can't..."

"Sure, you can. Just think of it as an opportunity to

save your marriage and get your wife under your control.

The woman you love. You both were virgins when you got

married. Right? Yes, your wife's told her black studs a

lot of little family secrets. Just imagine the three tapes

being aired on one of those X-rated cable channels. You

and her both would become famous, even if in a notorious

way."

Paul looked at him. He knew Dr. Andrew knew he was

scared stiff at the very thought of what he was saying.

"What's a little strange taste in your mouth and a

little private humiliation compared to the worse public

humiliation this will bring on to you and your mother and

father, your church? Need I go on? And to think you could

prevent it all by just doing this one little thing. It's

time for you to be a man and be courageous."

Dr. Andrew walked over to where Paul sat in

a wooden straight-back chair. Dr. Andrew was a tall man,

over six-two. He began unbuckling his belt as he walked

the short distance of six feet

Paul was more than terrified. He was glued to his

seat with anxiety and fright. He was frozen in place, too

scared to move. It seemed so quick, but yet as it was

happening, it seemed like in slow motion.

When Dr. Andrew arrived directly in front of the

horrified cowed husband, his pants were on the floor around

his ankles, and in front of Paul's face was a very large

black cock, which its owner grasped like a club and swung

in front of Paul's bewildered face.

"It's time to protect and defend your marriage, Paul.

It's the right thing to do."

The whole scene was surreal.

Dr. Andrew's words, while out of synch with normal logic,

did make some sense to the bewildered beleaguered husband.

Dr. Andrew reached over and guided Paul's hand to his

large, but still soft black member. Paul seemed to have

no strength left to resist the dictates of the tall black

man. Capitulating, he simply did as he was told. Dr.

Andrew complimented Paul on the softness of his hands as

he told him how to handle his impressive black manhood.

The effect on Dr. Andrew's penis appeared almost

instantly. Soon Paul noticed the flaccid penis slowly,

but surely, lengthening and extending and filling out.

He was ashamed and horrified but yet titillated at

what was happening, inches in front of his face and because

of his actions. He knew he wasn't gay, but he also

discovered it wasn't that unpleasant to fondle and feel

this black man's big cock either.

CHAPTER 2: LIVING WITH A SECRET

As Paul drove home, he mentally replayed his

initiation into becoming a cocksucker for his wife's boss,

Dr. Andrew.

He couldn't put out of his mind his first lap of the

swollen giant bloated velvet smooth cockhead. He couldn't

forget the heat of the man's black meat and the smooth

rigidity of the long black shaft as it slid back and forth

in his white mouth. He was hard-pressed not to forget the

force of the hot gooey semen spewing and spurting over his

tongue and flooding the interior of his mouth. Especially

how the black man's viscous cum coated and clung to his

gums.

Paul was frightened at how easy it was to suck the

black man and how easy for him to receive and swallow the

man's slimy hot discharge in his mouth. The taste wasn't

that objectionable and even with Dr. Andrew's insistence

that he, not do anything to wash the aftertaste from his

mouth for a while, Paul found it not at all unpleasant.

Paul knew he wasn't gay, but there was something

elusive about the taste of the hot load of jism in his

stomach.

About three miles from home, Paul stopped and bought

a soda to wash the aftertaste from his mouth.

He'd have two more opportunities to try and describe the

elusive taste he'd been trying to assign to his first taste

of sperm. That's because Dr. Andrew let Paul know that he

would have to come back next week for the second tape and

the week after that for the third. At each visit for the

videos Dr. Andrew expected the extorted husband to suck his

black cock. Paul could only resign himself to what was

being imposed on him.

As he neared his front door, he put the video in his

coat pocket until he could safely hide it in his workshop.

Dr. Andrew advised not revealing any of them to his wife

until he had all three.

Paul didn't like it, but at the same time he also

needed time to think about how he was going to reveal to his

wife that he knew about her gross and brazen infidelity.

"Hi Honey! I got your call. It's horrible you had to

work late tonight."

"Hi dear. How was your day?" He asked making sure he

sounded normal and in no way suspicious, in view of all he'd

seen and done earlier.

In response, she went into a detailed discussion about

her success and failures in teaching various topics to her

students. He occasionally got a few things in about his

day as they ate dinner.

Paul later managed to hide the videotape in his

workshop. The tape he'd paid dearly for by sucking a big

black cock.

All through the evening, he was tempted to allude in

some way to the real going on with the special project his

wife was working on, but true to his promise to Dr. Andrew,

he didn't.

CHAPTER 3: ON THE HOME FRONT

In the following days after obtaining and viewing the

first video, Paul became more aware of the pattern of his

wife putting him off more and more when it came to sex.

That is, she wasn't up to intercourse, which was normally

only once a week for them anyway. Her tension headaches

were numerous and her attitude toward her husband was that

she was providing him mercy sex. When she did provide him

sexual relief, even though she didn't use those exact

words. Instead, she desired mostly oral sex.

They did some 69 now and then, but much more of where she insisted

He eats her first and then she'd suck or jerk him off. He

noticed, as of late it had been more of the latter. That

is where she'd start licking his prick and then end up

stroking him to completion.

Paul, after becoming aware that other more robust

cocks were nestling in his wife's snatch had a far

different reaction when sucking her now than before

finding out she was a slut for her black adult students.

He'd noticed for some time that she was juicer than normal

and her gash did appear to be more gapping, but he didn't

concern himself with that until recently.

It was odd, but he didn't find himself hating her as

much as he thought he would. He was more afraid she'd

leave him. The scenario Dr. Andrew discussed worried him

far more than the fact he was licking pussy that black men

were fucking regularly.

CHAPTER 4: PAYING ON THE INSTALLMENT PLAN

The second installment payment to Dr. Andrew went

rather smoothly, that is if you can call blackmail payments

a normal occurrence, especially if the payments are in the

form of blowjobs.

The only difference this time was that he wanted something extra.

"B-But Dr. Andrew I-I don't see where..."

"Paul, what the difference if you lick my balls a

while? Okay, instead of a minute, go for 30 seconds.

After all, you're licking my dick. If you're doing that,

why worry about lapping my hot balls? They're all in the

same place."

Paul was sure he could get Dr. Andrew to bend on such

a trivial matter. The Doctor wouldn't bulge. He was also

intimidating as he stood over Paul, who was already on his

knees looking up at the tall well-built black man.

"C'mon Paul, let's get this over with and stop

haggling over trifles. You need these tapes, and I got

them. Either I use `em to do what I gotta do or you use

them to handle this in your own way.

If I use them, you and your wife get shamed. You can use them more discreetly and get her to quit the program or to quit fucking my students.

You make the choice. Now lick my balls and my suck dick or

get out. I don't know why I'm fooling around with you. I

should've used these tapes to fuck your wife."

Paul got busy after hearing the implied threats. He

at first, gingerly began to lick Dr. Andrew's big hairy

balls but increased the level of his efforts after the good

doctor grabbed the back of his head and prompted him to

increase the activity of his tonguing action.

A few moments later, Paul was back in familiar

territory. He had Dr. Andrew's big black cock nestled

firmly in his throat as he moved his head back and forth on

the rigid ebony shaft of dick meat. As before, he was

holding and kneading those large silky sac of balls as he

mouthed the black man's impressive tool.

After close to 10 minutes of mouthing the large heated

cock, Paul was alerted to the impending ejaculation

brewing in Dr. Andrew's balls. The moan emanating from

him, just as last time, meant that show time was near. A

time when Paul the dutiful husband was doing what he could

to save his wife and himself from overt embarrassment.

A split second later, Dr. Andrew's cock pulsed and the

first powerful spurt filled the white husband's mouth. He

knew to start swallowing, for a second and others soon

followed quickly. Paul's timing was perfect this time.

He swallowed and gulped in perfect unison to each volley of

hot sticky gluey blast of the man's abundant jism.

As before, on the way home, Ralph still was trying to describe the aftertaste of cum from Dr. Andrew's huge black cock.

This time, Dr. Andrew also insisted on being milked

for what seemed like forever, even if it was only five minutes.

A week later Paul went through the same ordeal, but

was far more comfortable with his cock sucking duties. He

wasn't sure why he thanked Dr. Andrew for the last tape,

after all the man had degraded and humiliated him something

terrible.

"Now Paul, I hope you will remain true to your word

and not involve my name in this. After all, I did this to

ensure it won't come up. And I hope putting you

through this unorthodox little exercise reminds you of your

commitment to me."

Paul mentally recalled the words as he drove away.

CHAPTER 5: THE SHOWDOWN

"Paul! Where did you get this a-awful video?"

"It doesn't matter Regina. The important thing is