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I was a typical, geeky, nerd kind of guy who had become rich starting a software company several years ago. time spent front of a computer had left pretty soft and I was never considered handsome. Women never even gave me a second look. Two years ago I hired Karen as a contract technical writer for a software manual update. She was smart, confident and stunningly beautiful, way of league. When she suggested we go for a drink after working together for several weeks, I jumped the chance. We began spending more and more time together after work and then on weekends. Karen always took control and made our plans. was fine with , after being the boss all day work, I was relieved let someone else take . Little did I know how she would be.

The first time we made , I unzipped pants front of Karen and as she touched cock I immediately came and spurted semen on her chest. I had always had a “short trigger”, but her reaction shocked me. She screamed, jumped up, and ran the bathroom, slamming the door. I sat there stunned while I heard the shower running. When she finally came I asked what happened, it was only . For the first and only time our relationship she let herself be vulnerable and told the story of when she was a young visiting her uncle with her parents.

“I was 10 years old the time when we visited dad's brother and his wife. I never liked uncle, he was always kinda creepy, giving more attention than necessary. I was asleep on the couch the living room when I woke up feeling someone standing over me. creepy uncle was standing next head with his hard penis his hand, slowly stroking it. I froze, not knowing what do. I watched as he stroked his penis next face and then suddenly it spurted hot, slimy, white semen all over my face. I was so shocked I couldn't move. He stuffed his cock into his pants, zipped up and walked away. After a few weeks I got up the courage to tell my parents. From then on we never spoke of it again and we never saw my uncle or his mousy wife again. So because of , I have this extreme aversion semen and I can't have it on or , EVER.”

After incident, Karen insisted whenever we began having sex I had have a condom on immediately just case “I had another accident.” It was difficult because they would fall off until I found a size would stay on . Once I ejaculated the condom, I had wrap it a tissue and take it outside the garbage.

I shifted uncomfortably chair watching as Karen's new friend Scott picked her up and flipped her over so he could begin her doggy style. Not only was I feeling humiliated, but ashamed as I knew I was hard. Watching wife being defiled by a strange man right in front of was turning on. I quickly put on a condom before Karen saw getting hard and I got in trouble.

After dating for awhile, Karen said she wanted get married, but she had two conditions. First, she would not consider a pre-nuptial agreement. Second, she didn't want have . I was so smitten and felt so lucky be wanted such a beautiful woman I immediately said YES. I didn't have much experience sexually with women before Karen. I thought I was pleasing her even though I wasn't exactly well endowed. She only ever climaxed when I went down on her. So I made specialty and licked her sweet pussy every chance I got. When I climbed on top and stuck cock her she would smile and try look enthusiastic, but I could tell she wasn't into it.

After we were married, Karen stopped looking for writing contracts and spent her days playing tennis and working the gym. was OK with , I made plenty of for both of us. I was happy and I thought she was too.

Then 3 months ago when I got home one evening, Karen dropped the bombshell would change life forever. She was sitting the kitchen table and asked sit down, she needed talk.

“Honey you know I love you and I love our life together. Its just I need more sexually, I need to feel filled up during sex and be handled by a strong masculine man. I know you try, and I love when you go down on , but I need more stay married.”

I felt devastated, sick, afraid I would lose Karen. She said.

“Sweetheart, I don't want a divorce, just a friend or friends who can meet needs. I don't want leave you and I don't want devastate you either with a divorce. So I have decided I will be going a few evenings a week and entertaining “friends” home during the week while you are work.”

point I knew I was screwed. She had choices, but I didn't. With no prenuptial I could lose the company and everything. I was going be a pathetic cuckold and there wasn't a damn thing I could do about it.

So after , Karen would dress up hot slutty clothes, give a peck on the cheek and skip of the house on her dates 2-3 nights a week. I would spend evenings alone watching TV and then lie awake till she came home. I told her early on I didn't want to hear anything about her “dates”, but she would climb into bed, straddle face and force lick her pussy while she regaled with how her lovers would fuck her, over and over. How Bob like bend her over the balcony his apartment and let her tits fall for the neighbors see, while he pounded her cunt from behind. Or Jim liked her lick his asshole and jack him till he was hard enough fuck her. Meanwhile, face would be buried her pussy smelling her fragrance and a man's sweaty body mixed together.

I watched Scott again flip Karen over on her back. He pulled her ass to the edge of the bed, held her legs up and spread them, plunging his cock back into her pussy. As I idly played with little hard on I knew from the speed and intensity of Scott's thrusting, it was getting close and I would be soon be summoned Karen.

The dynamics of our relationship changed once Karen began stepping . social situations she would go of her way humiliate front of others, particularly women. I would see her whispering women and they would both look and giggle. For some reason this seemed turn Karen on. Later when we would get home, she would demand I lick her pussy till tongue was worn and if I was lucky, she would let into condom. So not only was I a cuckold, but a submissive cuckold. Even though it was killing , I endured it because I loved Karen and knew I would never have such a beautiful woman again in life.

After awhile when Karen would leave home during her dates I decided take care of own needs too. I started watching cam sites, sitting in front of the computer, stroking myself without the hated condom on, while some cute young thing would perform for me. I would grab a tissue, squirt a load and carefully hide it so Karen wouldn't see or smell it. I felt I was getting a little bit even with her. is until one night when she surprised coming home hours early.

There I was sitting in the dark in front of the computer, watching a cute slutty playing with a dildo on the screen. I had cock , stroking it, a tissue close hand, totally engrossed the scene front of . “WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?” Karen screamed as she walked into the room. I quickly shut off the monitor and pulled up pants, face turning ten shades of red. “How dare you cheat on when I am off doing what is necessary save our marriage”. How ironic I thought myself. “I am all you need, you pathetic loser. You could never satisfy a real woman with little wiener of yours”. Then she stomped off into the bedroom, slamming the door behind her. For the next two days I got the silent treatment.

I knew she had a new date with Scott, a personal trainer at the gym on Thursday night and on morning she sat down and gave the new rules. “I can't trust you any more when I am the evenings, so dates will be coming here from now on.” Unfortunately for , I will have keep an eye on you all times, but I have an idea so you won't feel “left ” while I entertain friends. Then with a smirk on her face, she explained new role.

Scott began grunting and really pounding into Karen, shaking the whole bed. Then I saw Karen glance over and beckon with her index finger. Oh God, the moment I had been dreading all day had finally arrived. I got up of the chair, stepped of pants and knelt down and crawled over toward the bed on knees, hard on swaying beneath , stopping right next to Scott. I watched, mesmerized the close up sight of Scott's huge cock, glistening with Karen's juices pistoning in and of her juicy wet cunt. His big balls, like hen's eggs, swaying back and forth in their sack. As Karen had explained it earlier in the day, I was assist Scott. “He doesn't like condoms, they don't feel good for him. And you know I can't have semen and not on either. And I don't want his on the bed or our expensive carpet. So....”

Scott suddenly stopped thrusting, pulled of Karen and turned slightly toward . There bobbing in front of was a penis bigger and more impressive than I had ever seen life. Rock hard, the head an angry deep red, thickly veined, shiny with cunt juice. Scott reached with one hand, grabbed a handful of hair and tilted head back. I opened mouth as I had been instructed and waited. Scott used his other hand fist his cock and with two strokes, spurted rope after rope of hot slimy semen onto my tongue and down my throat. I had never tasted anyone's except my own once as a . I was surprised to find it was slightly salty but a bit sweet at the same time. The spurting soon stopped long enough for me to swallow before I choked. Scott then pushed the head into my mouth and I closed my lips over it to clean off every drop so Karen would be satisfied I had done my job properly.

Scott let go of my hair and pulled out his softening penis from my mouth. He said with a sneer “go up and lick your wife clean. I know she likes from you”. I crawled up on the bed on hands and knees and bent down bury face Karen's red, swollen, freshly fucked, cunt. As I began slowly lick her lips, I could smell familiar scent of her wet pussy and the acrid smell of another man who had used her recently.

I stuck tongue into her canal, and then up and around her clitoris, over and over. Hoping I was pleasing her with efforts. I had so gotten into task I forgot I was bent over front of Scott, vulnerable position. I felt a couple of rough hands begin spread butt cheeks apart. I stopped, eyes wide open, as I looked up Karen. “Oh sorry honey, I forgot tell you Scott is so virile he usually comes two or three times on our dates. poor pussy is so stretched I can't take any more. I promised Scott he could use any of your holes if he wished. Be a good and Scott properly dispose of his semen load.”

I felt a hard object begin pressing against anus, pushing harder and harder as Scott's hands spread cheeks open. I saw Karen reach over and hand Scott a tube of lubricant jelly. I felt it being smeared on anus and then the pressing started again, insistent, until anus ring opened up and en-golfed the head of Scott's penis head. I had never had anything other than little finger in ass before. The pain was making eyes tear up, but it began ease up after a bit. I felt filled up as Scott slide completely into , his huge balls up slamming against ass.

own penis, hard inside its condom sheath felt ready burst. Scott started pumping like I was a bitch heat. His penis head pushed up against prostrate and left feeling dizzy and buzzing with a new and strange pleasure. Pre- pushed of prostrate dripped into the condom. I was grunting like a pig with every thrust from Scott as I continued to stroke Karen with tongue. I could feel her tensing up with an approaching orgasm. I looked up and she was staring with glazed eyes Scott like a . Soon her hips bucked as her orgasm over took her.

Scott increased his thrusting, pounding hard and deeper than ever. The prostrate pounding had its effect and I began orgasm , dribbling into the condom hanging under penis. Scott gave a final grunt, pushed into as hard and deep as possible. I felt his cock pulse as he emptied his second load of hot jizz into rectum.

Scott pulled of sore and wrecked anus with a pop. Karen looked down smiling and noticed the pool of semen in the tip of condom. “Scott dear, it looks like he had another little accident, please him dispose of condom properly”. Scott reached under , ripped off the condom and flipped over on back. He grabbed hair again and I instinctively opened mouth without thinking. He tipped the condom over mouth and squeezed own jizz into mouth. When it was empty, he unceremoniously dropped it into mouth. Both he and Karen looked laughing.

I felt crushed as I realized future married life was be nothing more than a dump, for wife's lovers, simply a receptacle. face reddened with shame as little cock began stiffen.