1. My Life as a Cuckold


    Date: 2/15/2016, Categories: Fetish, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: magas911, Rating: 67, Source: xHamster

    said, "Don't worry about me. I'm gratified. I get gratified knowing that I made you cum. Now give me something to wipe my hand." I gave her my tee shirt to wipe her hands and then I used it to clean up my stomach. She refused to let me gratify her as we drifted off to sl**p. The next morning she got right out of bed saying that she had a lot to do this day. As I was getting up, I noticed the jar of vaseline on the nightstand and it gave me an awful feeling of shame. It was a reminder that I did not fulfill my husbandry duties. More and more the jar became a source of humiliation, a constant reminder, that I was incapable of gratifying my wife. She would not allow me to. Although it was unspoken between us, we both knew, that she now belonged to her boss. He was now gratifying her. She discovered that she could not drive me away by denying me sex. She was now going to have to live with me so she changed her strategy. She was now using masturbation as a means of dominating me and keeping me in submission. She knew that if I didn't like the arrangement, I could move out and live alone. That morning we had breakfast and then about ten o'clock she took a shower. She got dressed and said she was going out. I asked her where and she replied, "I'm just going out and I'll be back later this afternoon." Then about four o'clock in the afternoon she returned home, saying in a soft voice, "Hello Jack." By her look and the tone of her voice, I could tell that she had been fucked and it ...
    caused me to have an overwhelming rush of shame and homosexual feelings. I answered her, "Hi. Where you been?" "I was just out. That's all you need to know. Now I'm going to change out of this dress." She went into the bedroom. Then I heard the shower running and I knew, she had been gratified. During that week, she told me that on Friday nights, she would no longer spend her dinner hours with me. She wanted to go to dinner with the people she worked with. I had to let her go, even though I knew, she would be spending her two hours in bed with her boss. That first Friday night that she went with her boss, I laid alone, nude on our bed and imagined him making love to her. What he was doing, how she was responding and in thinking of them together, it made me angry. Then my anger turned to arousal. I got an erection and ended up masturbating. That's what I hate about being a cuckold. Another man is fucking my wife, getting his pleasure from her and she from him. I think about them together and I get angry and not being able to do anything about it, my anger turns to arousal. In my aroused state, I masturbate thinking of him fucking her. After I ejaculate, I become ashamed and submissive. After that first day of my coming back home, my wife now keeps a jar of vaseline in my night stand with a supply of hand towels. She uses vaseline to masturbate me into a deep sl**p, she uses it to calm me when I became aroused or anxious. She uses it to probe my mind or to convince me to her way ...
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