Cuckold

James came in the door with the slow, tired demeanor of someone who had had a hard day, and threw his coat on the back of a worn leather chair in the living room. He untied his tie and threw it over the coat. As he stumped down the hall, the sound of his wife rummaging in the closet greeted him.

"Hi, hon. Are you getting ready to go out tonight?" James asked tentatively. His wife, Erin, turned and surveyed him with thinly veiled annoyance. She was a tall woman, almost as tall as James, with short dark blond hair cut with an attractive tousled look. Her face looked about ten years younger than her 32 years, with light freckles and gray eyes. A smooth light complexion complemented her overall look. She was putting on a rather tight black dress which nicely showed her remarkable curves, and stopped mid-thigh to show her strong legs.

"Yes, James. You remember, we are going over to Vic's tonight. I told you this Sunday night. What is it with you?" Erin put on a pair of black heels over her bare feet and then faced James appraisingly. "It doesn't matter. You aren't the one that needs to look impressive. In fact I don't think you could if you wanted to. Lets get going."

James was standing with a slightly sad, slightly shocked look on his face. He had indeed forgotten that he was accompanying his wife to her lovers house that evening. It wasn't the best of situations, and he did not relish the thought at all.

"Hon... babe... Erin. Do I need to go this time? I mean... I will take you out someplace really nice. We haven't been to the - "

Erin interrupted him before he could get any further. "James, we have been over this. I have needs that you can not fulfill. Your lousy dick is just part of the problem. I don't blame you, you didn't have any experience with women because of that pitiful thing, so even if you got a decent sized one now, it would be a waste. I need this. So if you want me to stay with you, this is what you will do."

Erin lowered her voice and slid up to James, wrapping her arms around his neck lightly, and letting her lips brush his cheek and lips as she talked.

"We are going over to Vic's. You will sit in the chair, and watch as I fuck his brains out. Maybe you will learn something, maybe not. And if I want to fuck him repeatedly, you will watch that as well. You will be silent and respectful, and not interfere. This is the condition of our marriage, and you will live up to it, or I will leave you and take everything you own in this world. Now, if we have that straight... let's get going!"

James had put his hands on Erin's waist and hips instinctively as she rubbed her body against his, and whispered her demands. The sensation of holding her youthful, incredible body drove him wild. He felt the raging erection in his pants. But instead of taking his wife as he desperately wanted to do, he simply nodded his head and followed her from the room.

Vic's house was a short drive away; a large ranch style custom home much too large for one person. He lived there quite happily, having kept the house as part of a divorce settlement a few years earlier. It was secluded from the street by a row of trees, and as James pulled into the drive and stopped in front of the house, he felt that he was descending into purgatory. Erin got out and walked up to the door. James followed, head bowed in humiliation. He watched Erin's long legs before him stride confidently, the white flesh contrasting with the black dress which showed her rounded ass.

The door opened and let out a stream of welcoming warm light. Vic greeted them both, and kissed Erin soundly with a deep tongue kiss which she returned eagerly. Vic smiled and shook hands with James and led them to the den, a large area that had comfortable couches and recliners, ottomans and even a soft fur rug in front of the fireplace. In the corner there was a small chest, which James knew contained a variety of sex toys and paraphernalia.

"So, James buddy. That's your chair, as usual," Vic motioned to a hard square office chair with arms in the corner. James sat obediently, shaking his head in wonder that he was once more about to watch this construction working do his wife. What choice did he have?

Vic raised the lid on the chest, and produced a line of rope which he handed to Erin. Erin walked over to James, smiling. "Dearest... last time I am afraid you actually tried to pleasure yourself with that embarrassing thing you call a cock, while Vic and I were having fun. Completely unacceptable. I ended up throwing your underwear away, I didn't want to touch that sticky, dried residue. No touching tonight, and to make sure you don't Vic and I have decided you should be restrained."

"Wait! Erin, what is this... you can't tie me up!"

"Oh yes, James, I can. I am very good at it too." Erin looped James' right arm several times and then strung the rope over to the left arm.

"But, Erin... please... I won't interfere, and I won't masturbate. Honestly. Just... don't tie me up. Please. Please!"

Erin felt herself getting aroused as her husband pleaded. She was really getting off on humiliating James this way. She really wanted Vic inside her fast, but she knew it would be better if she played this out a bit.

"James... I am afraid that this is quite necessary. And if we have any problem with you tonight, we might have to gag you. Vic?" Vic handed her a short penis gag that inserted into the mouth with a head harness. "You see? Vic and I are going to enjoy ourselves, and you either have to control yourself or we will control you."

James simply hung his head as she put the final touches on the ropes around his ankles. She really did know how to tie a knot, he realized. He could hardly move.

Her job done, Erin and James began spending their evening together. They poured themselves drinks, made martinis and sipped them on the sofa across from James. He watched them as they talked intimately of their jobs, their lives, hopes and dreams. Their conversation was more intimate that anything he had shared with Erin since soon after their wedding, and tears trickled down his face as he watched Erin snuggling closer, lifting one leg and sliding it over one of Vic's legs. The action rode her skirt up so that James could see her beautifully rounded ass... she was wearing no panties.

Then Vic's hand was on her ass, lifting and pulling as they kissed passionately. In moments, her skirt was lifted up and bunched around her waist and Vic's hand was stroking her pussy as she slowly moved her hips against his hand. Erin was kissing him deeply, moaning in a kind of short breathed demanding way that meant she wanted sex bad. James could see his wife's pussy was wet and glistening as Vic slid one finger inside.

James squeezed his eyes shut for a moment, but then opened them again. His own erection was raging and he was horny as hell. He wanted to touch himself so badly, but the restraints kept his hands away from vital parts.

Suddenly, Vic stopped making out with Erin, rose and removed his pants. He then walked over to James, who looked at him with amazement and surprise. Erin watched with amusement.

"So... James boy. I think your wife there deserves a nice, big, hard cock. Care to help me get ready?" With this, Vic grabbed James' hair and chin, pulled his head back and mouth open. Raising one leg up, Vic slid his semi-hard cock into James' mouth.

Erin watched with complete pleasure as her lover shoved his cock into her husbands mouth. Vic was anything but small, and James gagged as the shaft was pushed deeper down his throat. Trying desperately to breathe, James was simply keeping his mouth open and hoping for it to be over soon, but Vic kept pushing in and out, his cock getting harder and longer. When it was fully erect it was a solid nine inches, and James was seriously choking. Erin could not tell if it was due to embarrassment or choking, but she could see James' face was bright red. She slowly slid the fingers of her left hand over her clit as she watched the show.

Finally, Vic removed himself. James gasped, breathing freely for the first time in several minutes. Vic was hard and well lubricated with saliva, and moved back to Erin. Spreading her legs wide so James could see everything, she accepted Vic on top of her as she lay back on the soft couch. She gently guided Vic until he was pressing slightly on the lips of her pussy, and then with ecstasy felt him push into her.

Behind Vic, she heard James gasp as he saw Vic enter her. He never did get used to seeing it, and it never ceased to excite her to know he was watching Vic slide inside. She felt Vic's large member filling her, spreading her wide, penetrating deeper, and she almost climaxed right then.

James watched Vic's shaft press against his wife's pussy lips, slowly parting them as he pressed. They were glistening wet, and with the added lubrication of James' saliva on his cock, it slid in with little problem. He saw Erin's hands clutching at Vic's ass and back, clawing, pressing him closer and deeper. Her naked legs wrapped around his thighs, bouncing as he began to thrust.

James view was perfect; he could see his wife's flesh wrapped tightly around Vic's cock as it pulled out and then plunged back in deeply. Vic's balls began slapping against Erin's ass as they picked up the pace in a constant rhythm. Vic had lowered some of his weight on top of Erin, and they began kissing as they fucked.

It was one of the most frustrating nights James had ever experienced. Seeing his wife fucking so passionately, with Vic's long hard member pounding in deeply. Each thrust was evoking a slight grunt from his wife, and her body squirmed under Vic's muscular form.

James wanted to be inside his wife so badly, he could feel it. He was watching closely as the two lovers rocked and pushed, moaning as their sexual excitement increased and approached orgasm. His own cock was rigid and jerking inside his pants. He began a rhythmic motion with his hips, pushing in synchronization with Vic's thrusts. His cock throbbed and slid against his underwear, and his inner thighs. It wasn't enough, but it was all he would get this evening. That, and the sight of his wife's incredibly body wrapped around another man, pushing and pulling him to orgasm.

The lover's orgasm arrived with quite a bit of noise. Vic started grunting and swearing as the contractions began deep inside him, his thrusts becoming faster and deeper than before. Erin, sensing the coming wave, frantically thrust and wriggled her hips, moving one hand to rapidly massage her clit just above Vic's thrusting flesh.

With cries of pleasure, the couple climaxed within seconds of each other. James observed Vic's ass tighten and press with the need to eject his fluid into Erin's body; Erin thrust upward and wrapped her arms and legs around Vic as tightly as she could.

At the same time, James experienced a flood of pleasure. His own cock convulsed, and sperm suddenly spurted into his underwear. He tried to stop it, knowing in the back of his mind that Erin would find the dried residue, but he couldn't. It was too late, and he simply filled his pants with sticky fluid.

Hanging his head, James heard his wife and her lover panting as they held each other in an after-orgasm glow. There were wet sounds of kissing, suckling and the like as Erin and Vic caressed each other. When he finally raised his head and looked again, he was greeted by the sight of Erin's wide spread legs revealing her pussy. Draining slowly from the crack was the white fluid of Vic's semen, oozing out.

Reaching down and fondling herself, Erin felt the leaking fluid and gathered some in her fingers. She took Vic's cum and stepped over to James. She smeared the semen on his cheek, laughed, and returned to Vic.

It was only the beginning. Erin and Vic spent a long evening together, playing with each other as James watched. At one point, tears trickled down James face as he watched the couple 69 before the fire, Erin gagging slightly but continuously thrusting her hips into Vic's face.

After they had exhausted themselves completely, Erin and Vic untied James. Erin led her humiliated husband to the car, kissing Vic as she got in to the passenger's seat, and telling him what a wonderful time she had had that evening. She made it clear that Vic was by far the best lover she had ever had.

With Vic's dried cum across his face, and his own cum filling his pants, James drove his wife home.