This story started out as a revenge/BTB tale. While I write gay fiction, I absolutely LOVE a good BTB. Heroic, manly guys getting glorious revenge after being ruined by their supposed true love. The best I managed was a tired cliche filled mess. My take-away, don't write what you don't know. Within the breaking of the MC there were the bones for a fairly decent, no less cliche filled, cuckold story though. After a couple of re-writes I had what you might be about to read.
I've gone back and forth where to put this story. It started out in Gay Male, but I felt there wasn't enough actual gay sex to warrant that category. I then had it in Trans/CD, but the crossdressing I had it in it didn't work after re-reading the story, so it was cut out. I thought maybe I could get away with Humor/Satire, but the dialogue, while laughable, just wasn't funny enough. It came down to NonConsent or Loving Wives. While the wife isn't so loving I felt it was best served up in Loving Wives. But I could be wrong on that.
Thanks for giving this a shot, should you make it past this intro.
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My wife loves to fuck, constantly. Unfortunately it's not by me. Oh, I'm there when she's getting fucked, somewhat reluctantly participating also. I no longer get the pleasure of sinking my cock in my wife's welcoming cunt, that's reserved for whoever she has brought to our bedroom. Two years ago I became a cuckold.
Shannon and I were coming up on our twentieth anniversary when she sprung our new "lifestyle" on me. It was the week before our actual anniversary. I had just walked in the door on that Friday afternoon, happy that my long work week was over. I was even happier when I saw Shannon coming down the hallway from our bedroom.
Shannon was dressed to thrill. She wore a sheer blue cami-dress with matching stockings, I had bought those for her 43rd birthday. I joked that it was more for me than her, I loved the way she looked in it. Her body was on full display under the transparent material. Her hair and make-up were flawless. My cock was instantly hard.
"Mmmmm, Shannon you sure know how to welcome a guy home." I said as leaned in to kiss her. She dodged my kiss and gently pushed me away.
"No honey, not yet... sit down baby. I have something to tell you."
Shannon sat in my lap as I sat down, her arms curling around me. I breathed in her scent, she was intoxicating.
"Honey, Roger Farrington, from work, will be coming over this evening."
"Well, you better get dressed then baby. Can't have Roger seeing your delicious goods on display like that." I said cupping her firm ass in my hands.
"Oh Honey, I'm dressed like this FOR Roger. He and I have had this planned for some time now. He's coming over to fuck me."
"WHAT?!?!" I stood to get her off my lap. "He's coming here to fuck you? What brought this on and how do you expect me to go along with that"
"Well honey, it's like this. I'm 45 and I need to know I am still attractive to other men. Roger gives me that attention I crave, he's constantly chasing me around the office, flirting and secretly copping feels. I dismissed it at first, but grew to love it. While you make me feel loved, and I absolutely love the way you make me feel, he makes me feel wanted and sexy."
"That does not any sense Shan. If all you needed to know was how attractive you are to other men, Roger chasing you IS your answer. Why take it further?"
She waved away my question.
I sank back into my chair, stunned. At a loss for words all I could do was look up at her. Was this it, the end of my marriage. Twenty years gone. My mind raced trying to speak, to say something, anything to save my marriage.
"So this is it, the end of us," I finally said, "Do you want a divorce then?"
"Oh no honey. I couldn't live without you. You are the best part of my life, we've built so much together and we have so much left to do in our life. I need more though, to know a much younger man finds me so attractive is too much of a thrill for me that I need to be with him. I want you to want that for me too. Your love for me, and knowing how much I love you, should be enough for you to accept what will happen."
"I don't get it Shan. Why, if you're so happy with what we have, would you risk it all for a night with someone else? To think I would be anywhere near acceptance with your decision?"
"Because honey, a divorce would wreck us both. You more than me, financially you would be ruined. Given your wealth, our standard of living and that I barely earn enough to rent a storage unit, you would be on the hook for maintaining that level of living for me. This house we've worked so hard to make our own would have to be sold. We would have to start all over again. Of course you retirement savings would also take a hit. That just doesn't work for me, I wouldn't want to do that to you. Besides, we will still have sex, I'll always be available for you. With the added benefit of you reclaiming me as yours after I'm done fucking a guy."
Fuck, she had me there. I would be ruined, but at the same time could I live with myself knowing she's getting fucked by another guy. I mean, it might not be so bad, if she's taking a new lover, could I? Would I want to though, Shannon was my be all, end all. While I'm no slouch, I was definitely punching up when it came to Shannon.
"So we could have an open marriage?" I asked
"NO, not at all Denny. I couldn't bare the thought you with anyone but me."
"Shannon, I... I just don't know. I don't know if I can handle this. I need time to think on this."
"Denny, honey, time is something we don't have. I'm sorry for spring it on you like this, I figured it would be the best way though. I know I dropped this bomb on you, but you'll just have to deal with it."
I was about to answer her when the doorbell rang out. I don't know why, but I was the one to answer the door, knowing full well who was on the other side. Roger was standing there, smirking. No trace of shame on his youthful face.
"Well cuck, you going to let me in or what?" he chuckled, looking behind me, staring my wife up and down. He brushed past me walking toward my wife.
"Oh Roger, no need to be mean about it. Denny has had a lot to take in," she said as I watched her melt into his arms.
"Shannon, you're the one who's going to be taking a lot in," Roger said, not even having the decency to wait to see if I would leave, to strip out of his clothes, "when I get this cock in you."
"Shannon please..." was all I could manage to say.
"Denny, no. It's happening, look at his cock," she said sinking to her knees. "He's so much bigger than you."
She was right, his cock was bigger. While I stood proud of six inches, Roger's cock was well north of eight, maybe close to nine inches. I stood frozen, watching her stroke his flaccid cock to full mast. I watched as her tongue slowing licked his cock head. Wetting it before wrapping her lips around it and taking him in her mouth.
Roger laughed as he looked me in the eye. His hands on Shannon's head, while he began to fuck her mouth. She took all of him in her mouth, gagging at times, but giving it all she had. Moaning and sucking for all she was worth.
Despite the tears forming in my eyes, my cock started to grow. Shannon looked so sexy being violated by this young stud. I should have left, walked away forever, taken the consequences of a divorce. Maybe found some way to get back at her for this humiliation. Burn her and her lover to the ground. Reclaim some sense of dignity. Instead... I did the most humiliating thing ever, I watched, giving in to my arousal.
"Suck that cock you slut. Take it all the way. Ha, ha cuck, look at her go, She loves my cock." Roger said as he grabbed my wife's head and forced his cock all the way in and held her there. "All the way in, she loves it."
I watched as he held her firm, her nose buried in his pubes, she was beginning to choke. She pulled away gasping for air, spit trailing from her mouth. She laughed, actually laughed while sucking in air. She spit on his cock and immediately sucked him back into her mouth. Making a show of it while staring into my eyes. I stared as her mouth bobbed up and down on his cock. Mesmerized by the movement of the spit slick cock gliding in and out of her stretched out mouth.
"Hey Shan, check it out. Your cuck husband is getting hard... his tiny cock is tenting his pants, HA! He loves watching you please a real man's COCK, fucking cuck perv."
My wife stopped long enough to admonish Roger.
"Oh Roger be nice, his cock isn't small. Just not as big and delicious as yours. But... it does look like he is enjoying our show." She smiled and continued, "why don't you show Roger your cock, prove you're not small Denny baby."
