These words from my bride of six months cut through
me like a knife, "Michael, I am sorry to have to say this,
but I need to be fucked by a real man with a decent sized cock
who can last more than two minutes. I am sick and tired of your
tiny dick, and if we are going to stay together, you are going
to have to accept being a cuckold in future."
I always knew that I was smaller than other men, but I thought
that she was happy with me.
To give some background, I met Vicki just under a year ago
at a party. She is 5' 5" tall, a pretty redhead with a
figure men drool over. I fell for her the moment I saw her,
and asked her to marry me within a month of our meeting. We
did not have sex before our marriage, because to be honest,
I was a little self conscious about the size of my cock, and
did not want to lose her and Vicki seemed to enjoy that I was
interested in her other then sexually.
It seemed that my deception was about to rebound on me.
"Well?" snapped Vicki, "what do you have to
say Michael, I know you play with that pathetic thing all the
time, that may be enough for you but it’s not enough for
me, I’m sorry."
"I love you so much" I replied, "and I want
you to be happy, but I can't bear the thought of you with another
man."
"It's either that, or I pack my bags" she said, with
a finality that I could not argue with.
"No, please don't leave" I pleaded, "I will
accept anything you say, just please tell me what has changed
Vicki?."
She looked at me with some sympathy and said “Michael
before we were marred I was used to regular sex with men and
I enjoyed your interest in me other then sex, but I have be
honest, I miss sex with a real man”
I hung my head and whimpered, “I see”.
“Look Michael you’re a wonderful partner but I
need more then a partner, I love you and do not want to cheat
on you and if you love me then you will accept that, will you”?
I had never thought of it like that and somehow it made me
feel better and I shook my head yes.
"Good," she replied, "because I already have
the man lined up, and can't wait to get started."
I felt sick. "Do I know him?" I enquired pathetically.
"Yes, it's Eric, the big black guy I work with."
I did remember him from her office Christmas party. A huge,
good looking man of 23, the same age as Vicki. He treated me
quite contemptuously when I was introduced to him, I got the
impression that he considered me a wimp, which I have increasingly
found that I am.
"Has he....?" I began to say, but was cut off by
Vicki.
"No, he hasn't fucked me yet, but we have had some heavy
petting sessions in his car, and I have sucked him off."
"But you have always refused to do that" I said,
"you told me you didn't like it."
"Well you see Michael" she laughed, Eric is a real
man, a dominant man who gets what he wants. And when I was on
my knees in front of his thick 10" cock, I wanted it deep
in my mouth. I wanted to suck all his come out of him and swallow
it to please him."
This was all a huge shock to me, and tears began to run down
my face, much to Vicki's amusement.
"If you are crying now" she laughed, "I have
a feeling you will be crying an awful lot more in the future
at the things I intend to do. You deliberately kept from me
the fact that you have a little boy's cock, and I intend to
make you pay for that." Eric says I have a right to make
you pay Michael.
I had never seen this side of Vicki, she was obviously furious
that she had been landed with a husband totally unable to satisfy
her sexual needs, and Eric had persuaded her to his way of thinking,
I wondered what else he had put in her head. .
"Now that we have sorted things out, I can start making
arrangements" continued Vicki. With that she picked up
the phone and dialed the number of her future lover.
"Hello Big Cock" she laughed when he answered, "the
wimp knows the score, let's meet up tonight so I can start being
your slut whore properly. "How did he take it? The pathetic
little cunt burst into tears like a little girl, just like you
said he would Eric?" She laughed again. They arranged to
meet at seven that night.
Vicki came downstairs after having had her bath. She was dressed
in a tiny black dress I had not seen before, which showed a
lot of bust and a lot of leg. She also wore black high heeled
shoes which accentuated her beautifully shaped calves. She looked
absolutely gorgeous, and my little cock began to stir.
"How do I look?" she asked, "do you think Eric
will want to fuck me?"
"You look wonderful" I said dejectedly.
"Good" she replied, and then whispered in my ear
"I have left my underwear off so he can get at me that
much quicker".
I thought of begging her not to go, but I knew it was useless.
"Don't wait up" she shouted on her way out, "I
won't be home until morning. Have a wank imagining Eric's cock
deep inside me if you like." Her laughter as she walked
out cut through me again.
I slept very little that night. The thought of her in bed with
Eric making me feel sick and I was torn between leaving and
staying. I had always taken pride in my marriage to Vicki and
showed her off to my friends and at office parties. I knew most
of the guys I knew were envious but now if they knew this they
would ridicule me.
At about eight next morning, I heard the front door open, and
Vicki coming up the stairs singing to herself.
"Hello my little cuckold" she laughed, "isn't
it a lovely morning?. Boy, I had a wonderful night with my big
black stud. He fucked me like I have never been fucked before.
He had me crying out and coming until I thought it would never
stop".
"He's a good lover then" I said rather superfluously.
"Good? She exclaimed, sliding off her dress, "look
what that big black bastard has done to your wife!"
She had love bites all over her tits and on the inside of her
thighs.
"He fucked me four times last night" she went on,
"and he made me suck him off twice. He says I am now his
cock sucking slut to do as he pleases with, and he is right!"
To my shame I began to cry again, and told her I would do anything
for her, to try to keep her.
"What you can do right now my weepy little sissy boy,
is get on your knees in front of me and lick my lover's beautiful
black cum out of my cunt to show your acceptance that he has
taken me from you."
Totally beaten, I knelt before her and began to lick her. She
shoved it in my face and I began moaning out of know where.
She was turning me on to my surprise. The harder she shoved
it in my face the more my dick began to twitch.
"Get used to the taste, wimp" she spat, "you
are going to be eating a lot more of that in future".
When I had finished, Vicki had a bath, and caught up on some
sleep. I couldn’t help myself and snuck into the bathroom
and wanked off thinking about what a slut Vicki was and it felt
so good when I came. But, immediately I felt disgusted with
myself for enjoying her slutty behavior.
When she got up later on, she called me into the living room
to discuss the future.
"Michael" she started, "now that I have sampled
Eric's big cock, I have to tell you that you will never be allowed
sex with me again. Your role will simply be that of cum-sucker.
I intend to make things as humiliating as possible for you,
you will be forced to watch me being fucked on occasion, and
made to perform acts that you will no doubt find distasteful.
Eric has decided he wants to fuck me in our bed, to show you
that I belong totally to him, so he will be coming round tonight.
I shall require you to prepare a nice meal and wait on us""
“You can either leave now Michael or begin preparing
for Eric arrivals, what’s it going to be?”
Not having a choice, I agreed to this, and awaited the evening
with a certain amount of dread.
I was finishing cooking the meal, and Vicki was upstairs getting
ready, when the doorbell rang at 7 o'clock. I answered it, and
Eric swept past me without a word. Vicki came down the stairs
wearing only a skimpy black nightie which left little to the
imagination. She threw her arms around Eric, and they kissed
passionately.
"I have been soaking wet all afternoon, thinking about
you" she said breathlessly, "come and sit down while
the wimp fixes us a drink".
"Good idea" replied Eric, "get me a large scotch
boy, and the same for your wife"
"Certainly" I replied, smarting at the use of the
word "boy" from a man younger than I.
"Michael" Vicki cut in, "I think you should
call Eric "Sir". After all he is my master, and he
will now also be yours".
"Certainly Sir" I corrected myself, and went into
the kitchen with their derisive laughter ringing in my ears.
When I returned with the drinks, they were sitting on the sofa,
with Eric's hand up under Vicki's nightie, playing with her
pussy. For her part, Vicki had released Eric's monster cock,
and was stroking up and down the very erect shaft. The sick
feeling in my stomach returned.
"Doesn't he have a magnificent cock Micheal ?" cooed
my wife.
"Yes" I mumbled grudgingly.
"Tell him then" she snapped.
"You have a magnificent cock, Sir" I told him feeling
totally humiliated.
"Thank you" he replied mockingly, "and later
on it is going to be sliding into your wife's cunt right up
to the balls, while you stand by watching helplessly".
This caused them both to roar with laughter.
After the meal, Eric said "I think it's showtime, let's
all go upstairs."
They walked upstairs hand in hand with me following, head bowed,
dreading what was to come.
Vicki told me to strip, while they began to undress each other
lovingly. Eric took charge.
"Right boy, you kneel down and get Vicki's cunt ready
for me while she sucks my big black cock". I did as I was
told, and after a while Eric told me to have a good look at
my wife's mouth sliding up and down his cock.
"She is a terrific cocksucker isn't she?" he asked.
"Oh of course, you have never had it have you?"
"And never will" my wife cut in spitefully, before
returning to worship his magnificent prick.
When they were ready, Vicki told me to bring over a chair and
sit by the bed to get a good view of what was to happen. I sat
down feeling very nauseous as Vicki lay down on the bed. Eric
got on top, and she wrapped her arms round his neck and her
legs round his back.
"I know it's too late for you Micheal, she said to me,
"but watch and learn how a women needs to be fucked""
With that Eric rammed his cock into my wife with one thrust.
"Oh Eric" she cried out "That feels so fucking
good, you donkey cocked black bastard! You show him how it's
done while I show him what he is going to be missing in the
future"
All the time Eric was pounding into her, Vicki kept eye contact
with me and taunted me the whole time.
"Oh Micheal, he has really mastered me, he has made me
addicted to his cock. I am his cock sucking slut, and he is
my black Master. I will do anything he wants, I am going to
take his cum into my belly, and you are going to see it happen!"
Once again, I began to cry uncontrollably, as she begged him
to fuck her harder and never stop. After what seemed like an
eternity, Eric tensed, and emptied his balls into my willing
wife. She sobbed with pleasure, and thanked her Master for a
wonderful fuck.
After they had calmed down, Eric grabbed me by the hair and
pulled me towards Vicki's cum-filled cunt.
"Lick it out of her wimp" he shouted, "get her
clean, ready to take the next load".
"Yes, come on cum-sucker" my wife added, "show
Eric that you accept that you are beaten, that I am his alone.
This is all you are good for now, this and licking my arse!"
When I had cleaned her, she told me to kneel in front of Eric
and clean his cock with my mouth. I protested that I was not
gay, and found the idea disgusting.
"You are a sissy boy" she spat back, and this is
your life from now on , a cum-drinking cock sucking sissy boy
cuckold."
With that, she grabbed my head and pushed it into Eric's groin,
to add a further humiliation on a night that had been full of
them.
