It has been four days since my wife and I arrived at my uncle Steve’s house. Even though I’d noticed him watching her intently since we got here, something seems different now. He seems excited it’s clear that my wife – a beautiful woman who he thought was completely off-limits – is flirting back with him. I can only imagine how shocked he must feel: he’s twice her age and not very good looking considering he’s on the heavy side and sort of short. The thought that he feels conflicted – undeniably turned on but not sure why she’s giving him the time of day – only serves to make everything that much hotter for my wife and I.
Today, we have a plan put in place that is the craziest we’ve thought of yet: my wife was going to strip down to nothing while he sat in front of her blindfolded.
How will we pull off such a stunt? My wife and I had agreed that the easiest way to get her naked in front of uncle Steve would be to involve the pool. We had talked that morning over breakfast about going out for a swim later in the evening. Steve in turned got the heater turned on so that the pool would be ready for us later. I set an alarm on my phone just before we were set to go out, and I told Steve that it was an important client calling. I would have to go away for a while, but I told my wife to go ahead and enjoy the pool without me. As I drove away, I thought about heading to the bar my wife and I had agreed to earlier, but I couldn’t resist turning around to find a way to sneak on them in the pool. It was easy enough to find a place to park, and I quietly entered the pool room.
I’d only been waiting about five minutes when the door opened, revealing Steve and my wife, Ana, making their way to the pool. She was dressed in the same gorgeous green dress she’d been wearing at lunch, and she had her tiny bikini and a beach towel in hand. As usual, Steve was wearing a plain tee and track pants. As he turned on the lights around the pool, he turned to Ana and joked about getting her some water wings so she wouldn’t drown. After sharing a laugh, he turned to leave, but Ana called him back. Explaining that it would be so lonely in the pool by herself, she wondered if he wouldn’t want to stay and keep her company. Steve nodded, his eyes fixed on Ana’s lovely rack. He offered to leave so she could get changed, but Ana just laughed.
“Oh, stop it! You’ll catch cold going back out there. Stay, just don’t peek, okay?” she said, and I had to bite my lip to keep from giggling.
Steve’s eyes went comically wide, but he nodded and promised not to look.
Ana smiled widely and shook her head. “I don’t trust you,” she said teasingly. “I think I’ll just have to blindfold you.”
I swear I could see Steve’s cock jump in his pants. “W…w…what?” he stuttered.
Ana cooed, “Just to make sure you don’t try to sneak a peek. I’m sure you don’t mind, right?”
Steve smiled lecherously. “Of course not,” he said. “But I’m drawing the line at you tying me up!”
Ana laughed loudly and pretended to look around. “Hmmm,” she wondered aloud. “What can we use as a blindfold?” She turned this way and that before stopping and putting a finger to her temple. “I know!” she declared loudly.
Steve’s eyes widened even further as he watched my wife put her hands on her thighs to slowly draw up her dress. He probably thought she was wearing pantyhose under the dress, but it soon became clear that they were actually hold-up stockings. Because my wife’s dress was so form-fitting, Steve was treated to each inch of her skin as the dress slowly rose. When she’d finally reached the top of her stockings, she hooked her fingers under the elastic and started to tug them down. Poor Steve’s mouth dropped open, and he licked his lips. Ana watched him with one eye has the stocking fell to her foot and step stepped out of it.
“Now then,” she whispered. “How about we turn around?
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I suppose this is the inevitable end our long story. Somewhere deep inside I knew it would end this way
My wife had cuckolded me almost two years ago. Oddly enough, it had been me who initiated it. I shared with her my fantasy of watching her having sex with other men. She was only a little surprised, more that I was willing to admit to this bit of kinkiness more than the the idea itself. She told me tat she was more than willing to make this fantasy a reality. I asked her what she had in mind. She told me that I was to just do as I was told and not to question her.
The next few weeks were a blur of sexual activity. Almost every night I was bound and forced to watch as my wife engaged in every perverse act imaginable with complete strangers. Every one of her orifaces was penetrated as I was made to watch. Penis after penis penetrated her. She eagerly received their semen in her mouth, on her breasts, and in her pussy. Often I was forced to lick the residue of her lovers from her before she slept. Masturbation was my only release. This was only allowed when she gave her consent, usually while she and her lovers watched.
Now the weeks and months have past. I am just an observer, a bit of sexual excitement for my wife and her lovers as they explore the limits of their debauchery. Her latest man is a surgeon. His will dominates my wife’s thinking. She accepts his suggestions without question. Perhaps I am under his spell, as well. I do not know anymore. My existence seems to be defined by the sexual fantasies of my wife and her lovers.
The surgeon has proposed that they castrate me. My testicles are to be a delicacy accompanied by a before dinner aperitif. I will be shaved. Then he will give me a local anesthetic and perform a double orchidectomy. Incisions will be be made in my lower abdominal and my testicles pulled up by their connecting tubes. A quick snip on each inguinal tube and I will be castrated. To celebrate, they will sauté my testicles in a white wine sauce and enjoy them as a first course.
My wife has asked for my consent for this end to my manhood. I have not yet replied, but the answer is inevitable.
Swinging Party Cuckold
By the time Elise and her husband had arrived at the party, there were already eight other couples there. No sooner than Elisa was in the door, she’d turned to her husband and commanded him to strip naked. As he stood there, bare as the day he was born, Elisa took her time accepting a glass of wine. We all watched them, amazed and curious. Finally settled, Elisa clearly her voice and proclaimed, “This is my husband. Take a look at his dick, and you’ll see that it’s encased in a cage. This is because he’s my cuckold. He’s here to participate in the party, but he won’t be allowed to fuck or cum.” Some of the women looked at Elise’s husband dubiously, but she quickly shushed them.
“Don’t worry, ladies,” she said. “Despite his restrictions, he will have no problem serving you and bringing you great pleasure. He has a skillful tongue, and there have been nights when he’s used it on me for hours at a time. I can’t tell you how many times he’s eaten my pussy all night long. I beg of you, don’t hesitate from asking something of him, because he’s been trained to do as you command.”
The ladies all nodded, and it was clear that their pussies were getting wet in anticipation. The thought of using this man as they pleased, without having to worry about his satisfaction? What a delight!
Next, Elise turned to the men of the room. “You, gentlemen,” she started. “Feel free to use my worthless husband, too. He’s been trained to serve you just as well as the ladies. He does wonders as a fluff, and whenever you find yourself in need of clean-up, he’ll be happy to use his mouth to rid your cocks of cum. Believe me when I tell you, this slut just can’t get enough of your jizz!”
It was with these words that all the guests nodded their heads, happy to know that they had a lovely cuckold that would see to their needs. One man wasted no time, approaching Elise’s husband and unzipping his pants. He grabbed the cuckold by the hair and brought his lips to his hard cock. Elise smiled as she watched her husband give this stranger a blowjob, sucking and licking while the party around them got louder and louder.
Over the course of the night, that cuck used his mouth to lick pussy, cock and cum. He brought the girls to orgasm, made the guys shoot hard and ensured that everyone was nice and clean before they left. By the end of the evening, everyone had agreed that this swingers’ party was the best ever, and it was all in thanks to Elise’s servant husband.