My Life as a Cuckold - Sex Stories

My Life as a Cuckold

... of thinking and she uses it with great success, to keep me as her cuckold. My wife always masturbates me to the point where I'm about to climax. She feels my cock head expand and get very hot. She will act like she is getting very aroused. She knows that the very next down stroke will cause me to ejaculate so at that very moment, she will ask, "Will you put it in me?" She knows all too well that as I am saying the word yes, her hand is sliding down causing me to begin ejaculating. After she has completely milked me of semen, she will try to act disappointed and say, "Oh, I wanted you to put it in me" but her facial expressions give her away. She has the look of satisfaction on her face, not the look of a disappointed, frustrated wife. She wants to preserve herself for her boss and in so doing she denies me of my male dominance and masculinity. She makes me feel inadequate, like she is sacrificing her sexual satisfaction for my pleasure and I'm giving her nothing back. She humiliates me with the shame of not being able to perform my husbandry duties and most importantly, she can justify her infidelity. One afternoon, when they thought I wasn't around, I was passing by an open window when I overheard my wife arguing with her mother. They were talking about me. I was under my mother-in-law's kitchen window so I stopped to listen and I heard my wife saying, "Mom! Mom! Listen to me. My husband suffers from premature ejaculation. He only has to look at my bare breasts and he ...

... ejaculates. He leaves me so frustrated and unfulfilled." "So don't show your bare breasts." "I've tried that. You don't know what it's like to get into bed with him, only to reach down and feel his little soft, mushy noodle all wet and sticky. It's awful." Her mother replied, "Yeah! But still! What you're doing is wrong!" "Mom! I'm not hurting anyone." "Yes you are! You're hurting your husband." "No I'm not. He doesn't know anything. He doesn't suspect a thing." Her mother continued, "He knows. Men always know when their wives are running around. Believe me. They know." "Mom! I'm not running around! It's just my manager and I have to do what he wants or I'll end up back in the secretarial pool at minimum wage." "Well just be careful. How about helping me with these potatoes? The time is flying by." Their conversation turned to mundane things so I waited a little while, thinking to myself: She made up a good excuse for her infidelity, that I suffer from premature ejaculation. She probably told her boss the same thing and he was all too happy to help relieve her frustration and fulfill her. That probably became her pick up line for the rest of the men she would meet in her life. Her mother is right, I do know but I have to keep it to myself. I'm too ashamed and humiliated to admit to anyone that I know my wife is being fucked by her boss so I play the innocent, unknowing cuckold. My wife knows that if I want to maintain my dignity and self respect, I will keep my mouth shut. After ...