Cuckolded

[RegularJoe]

When I awoke, Beth was laying next to me....smiling. I went to kiss her 'good morning', but she grimaced, and said, "Not with that nasty mouth"...but she looked like my sweet angel of a wife. Maybe it had just been a bad dream...but as she turned and walked towards the bathroom, the fresh Murray tattoo was plainly visible. I wondered which Beth I would be dealing with this morning?

She showered, then returned to sit on the bedside...her features relaxed and pleasant. I asked her about Sunday, and about Murray's 'presents'. She smiled, and said that "the leash and collar were pretty obvious, but I bet you're wondering about the dog bowl? Well, Murray isn't completely devoid of kindness....the dog bowl is where you'll get your rewards.....when you've done a good job pleasing us!"

Though I didn't really want to know...I asked what might those rewards be? Beth smirked, and said, "I think you have a pretty good idea.....since you're not going to be enjoying the use of Murray's pussy, tits, mouth, or asshole...the rewards are kind of slim. But when you're very very good, Murray will unlock your cock, and you'll have 10 minutes to give yourself a tasty treat in the dog bowl. I assure you, that you'll be extremely grateful for each such release after what we're planning for your weekends!"

Beth was staring at my throbbing erection, and said it never failed to amaze her how my cock always told the absolute truth. I squirmed in frustration, my mushroom headed cock pulsing with every beat of my heart, the veins distended...a large dollop of precum oozing from the tip. Beth wiped it off with her finger, licked it, and remarked how much sweeter Murray's cock juices were than mine...and said "that I'd find that out for myself, soon enough."

Suddenly Beth grabbed my engorged cock with her small hands, and began licking the head, triggering a feeling of incredible ecstasy...and need. She began to alternate licking with vigorous sucking...I was in heaven, when I remembered the previous evening. I asked, between gasps, if this was going to get me in trouble with Murray? She stopped, and said, "probably...I'll certainly tell him...do you want me to stop?"

I struggled with my need for relief and my fear of how Murray would react....and begged that she continue, "since Murray will punish me anyway."

Beth responded, "yes, he'll punish you...I'll see to that...", and continued sucking. I steadied myself for major orgasm, testicles contracting tightly against my locking cockrings, and then....she stopped, got off the bed and dialed her cellphone. My cock and balls twitching in torment, as I heard her describe my current state to Murray...both of them erupting in laughter.

[RegularJoe]

All day Saturday, Beth basically behaved as though it was just the start to another average weekend...which I found very unsettling. Not a mention of Murray's impending visit....and my anxiety was skyrocketing by the moment.

Beth sent me to the store with a list...no unusual items on it, except for Astrolube (which I didn't notice until I was out)......something we've never had around the house. Sort of an 'eye opener'. I finished shopping, returned home, and started stocking the fridge and pantry...and asked Beth where the Astrolube was supposed to go...she smiled, and said, "You'll find out where it's going to go soon enough, but for now...just put it on the nightstand."

We watched a movie in the family room that evening, we showered (as we always do before bed), and Beth sat up and read for awhile....her breasts fully exposed above her book. I couldn't fall asleep, and when she finally turned the light off, I attempted snuggle behind her naked body, cup her breasts..as I usually do. As my cock nestled in the crack of her ass, I simply couldn't restrain my mounting sexual frustration and rapidly enlarging organ.

She turned to me and said, "I don't know what you think you're doing.....I certainly didn't get a text message from Murray yesterday or today giving you permission for any monkey-business...so get on your side of the bed, and fucking stay there." My heart, and my cock, sank as I moved away.

After a largely sleepless night, I got up to prepare our morning coffee, but Beth was out of bed by the time I returned. She took the coffee downstairs, telling me that I could join her "after my chores were done". I knew what that meant....fresh bedsheets and a bath towel for Murray. My dreaded Sunday 'visitor' was arriving as scheduled.

Beth made pleasant 'small talk' about stories in the newspaper while I served breakfast. Her calm demeanor was only increasing my trepidation...was this going to become my 'new norm'? I loaded the dishwasher, and returned to the dining room...Beth was holding my 'presents from Murray'...the dog collar and leash. "Joseph, these need to be in the living room on the big chair by the foyer....and don't open the blinds...we'll need our privacy!", and handed them to me.

[RegularJoe]

At about 11:30 Beth called me into the frontroom, "Murray's due in about 15 minutes...time to get ready to give him a proper welcome....take your clothes off, and bring me your collar and leash." She snugly tighened the collar around my neck, and attached the leash....flicking my flaccid cock with a finger, and said, "Now don't you look cute! I expected a little more enthusiasm!"

The doorbell rang, and Beth opened the door...Murray entered, saw me standing there, buck naked, and laughed as he and Beth walked towards me...."Is he housebroken yet?"

Beth responded, "Barely, and there's a few tricks he needs to learn, such as, "get on your fucking knees!" And with a hard downward yank on the leash I fell to my knees before them. Beth unzipped Murray's pants, and gently fished out his cock and testicles, encircled the veiny shaft with her fingers, and began slowly milking....Murray responding with a moan...his sagging balls swinging. Expertly retracting his foreskin, she said, "this is where you really make Murray feel welcome....start sucking", pulling my leash towards his now disgustingly distended member.

I tentatively licked the head of the repulsive instrument of my humiliation...suddenly Murray grabbed my head, and forced his cock into my mouth, aggressively thrusting, Beth laughing at my situation. Finally, Beth said that it was time to go upstairs to get "the afternoon's festivities" going. With that, I followed them up to the bedroom, Murray tugging at my leash, his hand lewdly fingering my wife's luscious ass as he reached deeply inside her waistband.

[RegularJoe]

As Murray and Beth entered our bedroom, he gestured towards the chair, I sat down, and Murray began undressing my wife..roughly fondling her jiggling breasts once her bra was removed. Her nipples and dark areolas became erect as he sucked and pulled at one with his teeth, and twisted the other between his thumb and forefinger....she began to quiver, and quicky dropped her pants and thong to the floor.

They continued their embrace, their lips locked together, tongues hungrily probing. Murray once again fingering Beth's ass and pussy...and she responded by riding his hand....like a bitch in heat. I could see her wetness on his fingers.....he smiled at me, withdrew his hand and said, "Maybe you'd like to smell some sweet pussy....?" I nodded, unable to resist my frustration and need....and he brought his fingers to my nose. My sweetheart's scent, which I knew so very well....

An extremely aroused Beth then unbuttoned and removed Murray's shirt, unbuckled his belt, unzipped his pants, and dropped them to the floor, leaving him standing there in his 'whitey-tighties', displaying an unsightly bulge. She dropped to her knees, pulling his briefs down as she descended, and took his cock ball-deep into her pretty mouth.....only stopping after several minutes....Murray's hardon covered by a slick coating of saliva....and Murray panting in total ecstacy. She grinned, and thanked me for "earlier taking care of any of Murray's 'head cheese' so she didn't have to take care of the 'nasty stuff'. Such a helpful husband!" I nearly retched at the thought.

Beth stood up, grabbed Murray's hand, and said, "Shower time!", and they disappeared into the bathroom...where I could hear them giggling and talking, seemingly oblivious to my presence.

[RegularJoe]

After about 20 minutes, my wife and Murray emerged from the bathroom, their skin reddened from the hot shower. They toweled each other off, and laid down upon the bed, gazing into each other's eyes. Murray soon began pawing at Beth's tits, and she began to stoke his hardening cock with gusto. Strangely enough, watching my wife tenderly kiss Murray was the thing I found most disturbing...that was supposed to be my place.

Moving downward, Murray suckled at my wife's ample breasts...her nipples erect...her cute little murmers of pleasure, as she responded to Murray's touch. Slowly they moved into a sideways sixty-nine position, Beth's tongue caressing Murray's stiffening penis....occasionally pausing to suck its pink bulbous tip...strands of his precum stringing to her lips.

Murray hungrily lapped at her engorged, pea-sized clit, each lick eliciting an aggressive pelvic thrust...her labia glistening with Murray's saliva and her generous sexual fluids. I could only watch, filled with jealousy and humiliation....remembering her taste and sweet touch.

Finally, Beth looked over at me, and beckoned me with a finger, "It's time you did a bit of work...off your lazy ass and get Murray's cunt and cock prepped for fucking....NOW!" I climbed onto the bed, fully understanding that this ritual had nothing to do with 'preparation', but rather the reinforcement of my declining sexual status....but I was uncertain how to proceed without incurring their displeasure.

Beth smirked, and told me to get on my back...my head at her feet....and once there, she straddled and lowered her ass onto my face...a position I had enjoyed so many times, but never under such circumstances. Murray ordered me to "lube your wife"s pussy up for my cock" and I eagerly slathered her entire nether region with my tongue. I did not, however, anticipate his next move....straddling my face, he grabbed my forehead, pulling it back, and thrust his erect cock deeply down my throat, his hairy testicles bouncing against my eyes and nose with each stoke.

He withdrew his cock, allowing me to catch my breath...and Murray prepared to mount Beth 'dogstyle'....inches above my face. Murray looked down at me, his erect penis dangling near Beth's vagina, and said, "Joe, you know what you need to do...guide my cock into your wife's tight pussy...so there's absolutely no doubt how you feel about this 'arrangement." Sensing that there was no stepping back from this threshold, I held the tip of his pulsing member at her vaginal entrance...and Murray entered her with a grunt...Beth gasping with pleasure, and he began a steady cadence of thrusting...his leathery balls (and her pendulous breasts) swinging with each hard stroke, as I attempted to lick the moving target of her clit.

[RegularJoe]

Murray continued to grunt with each thrust..Beth meeting his movements, beat for beat. I settled into the same rythym, and found that I could better stay in step if I kept steady suction on her clit...now engorged far beyond anything I had ever managed in my years of oral stimulation.

Beth, her sentences broken by each thrust, and laborered breathing, said, "This...is what.....Murray does so much better.....than you ever could. You'd have shot....your load....20 minutes ago. Sometimes...he can go...40 minutes or more....fucking me so hard....and long......that I'm still raw....when I've brought one of his loads home for you. About the only thing....he can't do better...than you....is to suck...my clit while he's fucking me like his....bitch. That's gonna be....your job. Get used to it!"

Beth began the kitten like mewing that I knew so well as the sign of impending orgasm...and she began bucking uncontrollably as she squirted over Murray's cock, balls, and my face. I knew enough to stop servicing her clit...post-orgasm it's exquisitely sensitive...and at that time she demands that I shift my attentions to her anus.

I could not see how Murray could continue without cuming...yet he increased his pace a bit....and said, "Joe, I'm about ready to do Beth in the ass....and you need to get her ready. With that, he pulled out to get me access to Beth's rosebud, itself now pulsing with contractions. I licked and probed ....and heard Murray pop open the Astrolube....and he poured a large dollop in the crack of her ass...where it trickled down to my tongue. Murray said, "Work it into Beth's asshole....you don't want me to 'tear her a new one' do you?"

Finally, Murray pushed my head away, and penetrated Beth's tight sphincter. Beth let out a little yelp of pleasure....and Murray began pounding away...inches from my eyes....enjoying something Beth has always denied me. His thrusting went on for some minutes, when he said, "I'm almost there....get him ready".

'Ready for what? ......I hadn't a clue, when he pulled out of Beth with an audibly wet 'pop'. Beth got off the bed, and attached the cuffs to my wrists, pulling them tight to the bedposts. Before I could even think about what might be happening....she and Murray grabbed me by my dog collar, dragging me to the edge of the bed, my head hanging...and I was looking upside down at Murray's cock, still very erect and glistening in a slimy coating of lube.

Beth laughed, and said, "Open wide!", and Murray thrust his cock deeply....to the very back of my throat...I helplessly gagged with each stroke...attempting to take a breath between each penetration. Finally, I could see Murray's rank and hairy nutsack contract....and he dumped the entire load on his final thrust...Beth pinching my nose so I have to swallow it quickly just to get the air I so desperately needed.

[RegularJoe]

Murray's pulses of ejaculant finally began to ebb, and he slowly withdrew his rapidly deflating organ from my mouth...Beth scooped up stray globs of cum, wiping her fingers on my lips, giggling as she said, "You don't want to miss any of Murray's love sauce, now do you, honey?"

A very satisfied Murray climbed into my side of the bed, gently caressing Beth's heavy swinging breasts as she unfastened my restraints. Patting the other side of the bed for Beth to join him, he adjusted the pillows against the headboard, using the remote to turn on the TV, "Ought to be some sort of game on....Joe, you lucky devil, you've just had lunch......a beer and a nice BLT would really hit the spot right now....run on down to the kitchen and take care of that....and make it quick."

Beth sat there, with a look of derisive amusement in her eyes...her small hand resting on Murray's now flaccid penis, and said, "Look at him...he really does enjoy being abused...the pathetic thing's got a raging hardon. Too bad it's going to stay that way for awhile....he really didn't perform his duties with much energy or enthusiasm!"

It was true; in my nakedness I could not hide my frustration and overt need...each humiliation only adding fuel to my suffering. My erect cock was literally drooling with precum, as I headed down to the kitchen, hoping that I'd yet succeed in pleasing them later this afternoon, and gain some blessed release from my pain.

[RegularJoe]

Shit... A BLT. That meant bacon, I didn't have any fried up, so I've got to get a pan going. Fucking Murray, like I'm a damn short order cook. Pretty obvious he wanted something that would be a pain in the ass and keep me occupied, while he did who knows what with my wife...in my bed.

Those thoughts really got me going...so I started bacon frying....grabbed a couple of beers, and headed upstairs under the guise of delivering some 'refreshments' while I worked on his BLT. Big mistake....as I approached the room I could hear Murray telling Beth to "Suck my cock like a good little slut"' and I walked into a scene I will never erase from my mind...Murray laying on the bed...watching the golf channel...while he brutally face-fucked my wife. He had his fingers twisted in her hair, and was rapidly forcing his cock, lubed with her saliva, deeply down her throat....and grunting like a hog. And my lovely wife appeared to be enjoying it.

I set down the beers, said something about his sandwich being ready soon, and started to back out of the doorway. "Not so fast there, buddy....Beth could use a bit of help...get over here and start working on my nutsack...I like long gentle licks. And if you don't do a good job....you'll be doing my back door". My wife, ever helpful, cupped and lifted his heavy leathery sac...and I crawled onto the bed, kneeling between his legs, and braced myself in preparation for yet another humiliating task.

Murray looked at me, saying, "My balls aren't going to lick themselves", when the kitchen smoke detector went off....to which Murray replied, "Beth, honey, would you go take care of that....Joe's going to give you a break for awhile. Don't worry, when you return I'm sure we can come up with some punishment for this dipshit". My wife, gave me an angry look, and flounced out of the room...her breasts bouncing, and ass quivering, with every petulant step. With that, Murray grinned, and pointed at his turgid blue veined penis, still slick with Beth's slobbery lipstick....and said, "It's either going in your mouth, or up your ass. Your call."

[RegularJoe]

The thought of having to choose either option turned my stomach...especially with Beth out of the room. I pleaded with Murray, "Could you give me a break, please?"

Murray laid there, stroking his cock, grinning at me. Finally he said, "When I first starting doing Beth, she talked quite a bit about what she was wasn't getting from you....at first I thought she was bullshitting me about your need to be humiliated...and that despite you having a decent sized dick, you didn't know how to use the damn thing."

He continued, "I even felt a bit sorry for you....having a woman like Beth...who loved a good hard fucking, and you couldn't cut it. But now, I'm starting to really get off on this whole thing....fucking every hole she's got...right in front of you...jeez...it's making me get even harder just thinking about the degrading things we've got in mind for you. So....mouth or asshole? Doesn't make a bit of difference to me....because they're both mine....just like your wife's fuck-holes....and eventually you'll be begging me to do you, just the way Beth does."

Neither of us heard Beth standing in the doorway, listening, until she said, "It's nice to hear Joseph is starting to understand his new role in this house....and tell you what, I made a nice sandwich for him too, so he can enjoy watching a bit of the game with his old buddy Murray. But next time, numb-nuts, don't set the paper towel too close to the burner!"

She climbed into bed, next to Murray, with the plate of sandwiches, snuggled next to Murray, and said, "You know what? I forgot the beers....run down to the fridge and get them, Joseph....get one for yourself too".

As I left, Murray took pains to put his left arm around Beth...lightly pinching her nipple, and fingering her clit with the other hand...and to which she responded by spreading her legs, moaning lightly, and undulating her pelvis. I simply could not resist getting aroused despite my conflicting emotions of jealously, betrayal, humiliation, and simple animal lust.

When I returned to the bedroom I could hear her laughter...normally a sweet sound, but I knew today's mistakes would not go unpunished...and I resolved to meekly accept anything they might devise...in the hope of relieving my increasingly desperate ballsack...now heavy with its seminal load...stimulated and denied for a longer period than I'd ever experienced. Beth was inpecting the sandwiches with a contrived look of concern, and remarked, "You know what, I forgot to put mayo on Joseph's sandwich...that just won't do.....Murray, could you help poor Joseph...we're fresh out of mayo!"

Murray grinned...Beth grabbing his cock by the bottom of his shaft, giving it a few preemptory strokes, and said, "You're going to have to coax a bit of Murray's 'secret sauce' out of his unit." i moved forward and attempted to encircle his erect member with my hand...which Beth slapped away..."No silly, you're going to have to use your mouth...should only take about 10 minutes of serious tongue action on the head to get him ready to blow...jerking him off could take a half hour...I told you he has incredible staying power!"

Beth held his tool like a lollipop, as I began licking and sucking the head, Murray groaning, sweat and my saliva dripping off his sagging balls, onto the sheets. Beth continued a vigorous milking action, and ordered me to suck and lick harder and faster.....I was growing tired with the effort, when Murray finally said, "I'm really really getting close."

Beth told me to get my sandwich....and she began to brutally pump Murrays cock....his ballsac contracting, when she said, "Open it up; Murray worked hard on this...and you're not going to miss a drop." Murray's eyes rolled back in his head, and he discharged an unbelievably large load onto my BLT...which Beth slapped together, telling me that, "I want to see you savor every bite...now sit down, and eat your fucking sandwich."

My eyes downcast, I slowly, and methodically ate my lunch...sitting on the bed, at their feet.

[RegularJoe]

I finished my beer and sandwich, while Murray surfed the channels looking for something of interest...munching on his BLT...and occasionally fondling my wife's breasts or cunt. Basically, as far as they were concerned, I didn't exist...making small talk and ignoring my presence, as well as my obvious erection.

Hoping for some sort of release, I asked if they needed anything else. Murray responded, "Say, buddy, how about taking a hike? There's a few things I want to do to Beth that I don't think you need to see." Beth added, "Kitchen's a mess..clean it up....we'll text you when WE need a 'clean-up' after we're done"... Murray's smirk left little to the imagination as to what that meant.

I started to put some shorts on as I left the room....Murray said, "Hold on there 'pardner'....when I'm visiting, except for your leash and collar, you'll be 'butt-nekkid' at all times....we want your 'suffering' to be totally visible...you can carry your cell phone, and wait until you're summoned....like a good little cuck." With that, I left the room, following my bobbing hardon down the stairs...and began my kitchen chores.

After about an hour, the fucking kitchen was gleaming...and I settled down with my iPad and cellphone...waiting for a text. The quiet was periodically punctuated with upstairs wall-thumping, Murray's hoarse grunts, and Beth's squeals of pleasure. Not knowing what Murray was doing to my wife was far worse than witnessing such acts...I've always been tormented by my vivid erotic mental imagination....and the sounds emanating downward from the master bedroom did little to reduce my anxiety (and yes, my arousal as well).

Two hous later, a text message appeared on my cellphone....from Beth, "Get yourself up here....NOW!" I headed up to the room, entered, and was greeted by the sight of my lovely wife, on all fours, being energetically impaled by a heavily sweating Murray...his hanging balls swinging with each hard thrust...Beth's emphatic counter-thrusts meeting his movements with equal fervor....heavy tits swinging in slow circles. Her fragrant coital juices ran down her inner thighs, darkening the bedsheets. The ripe smell of sex in the room was overpowering, and intoxicating.

Beth looked at me, and hissed, "Get over here....you know...what to do."

I crawled under Beth, looked upward, and was relieved to see that Murray was balls-deep in her pussy, and not her anus...and began licking and sucking her obscenely swollen clit....her labia moving outward and pulling suction on every withdrawal of Murray's hard cock. She writhed with pleasure...and soon squirted her load of female ejaculant. I knew her climax was imminent...so I redoubled my efforts...which were soon rewarded, when she gasped, "Leave my fucking clit alone!"

I was not so happy to then hear Murray say, between thrusts, "You got her off, now it's my turn....start licking my balls ......and asshole....until I dump my load.....in your wife's pussy." Behind Murray's nasty nutsac was something I never wanted to see...let alone taste.