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The most humiliating thing she did
- Thread starterrataver
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One night while we were fooling around, after a bit of foreplay and me eating her out making her cum a few times, she laid on her back on the bed to let me stick my little tiny tool into her. After maybe 60 seconds she told me to stop, and that my tiny tool wasn't worthy enough for her blonde pussy. She told me to go get my pocket pussy, which I did. Laying on her back still she held my pocket pussy over her real, warm and wet pussy and told me to fuck it. She was telling me things like my penis is so small that and I was so close to a real pussy but couldn't even get that. That I had to fuck a plastic toy to get off. As she held my pocket pussy over hers, she had her legs on my shoulders and as I was fucking the pocket pussy her body was moving like I was still fucking her. All while she was laughing and telling me humiliating things like she was going to tell her girlfriends how pathetic and small I am and how I need to fuck a pocket pussy because she won't let me fuck her. needless to say, I had one of the most explosive orgasm in my life. I hope she told her girlfriends!
We went on a boat ride with some close friends, who had invited a couple of guys along that we did not know. My wife got ***** and high and flirted heavily with the new guys in front of our friends. Eventually, she took off her bikini top and went and sat down on the lap of one of the new guys. She was grinding him as he attacked her bare boobs. Everybody was looking at me to put a stop to it, but of course I did nothing. The new guy ended up fucking her in front of all of our friends, who looked at me with a mixture of pity and disgust. I was too hard to care, but obviously from that point on, they all knew I was a cuck and my wife was an available slut. 
There’s been quite a few over the years, mostly during her cheating phases. One time she had a boyfriend that she would sneak into the house and fuck in the bonus room over the garage while I was sleeping. That same guy would stay over whenever I was traveling for work. Another time at a Christmas party she was ***** and high and was making out with a guy in front of everyone whenever I wasn’t around. All her coworkers knew she cheated on me but that was one of the more bold things she did. She would also “work late” and fuck guys in her salon after closing.
Not the most humiliating thing, but something I'd forgotten about until now. This was early on when we first started dating. We'd both just graduated from high school and were at a party. The host was in his 30s, owned the house, and most of his friends and attendees were also in their 30s. We were definitely outliers being so young. My wife, then girlfriend, came over and told me one of the guys there was telling her about his car and asked if she could go for a ride. I knew the guy but not very well, mainly just his name and I'd met him at parties. Not really thinking about it I said sure. She was really excited and off she went with him. They were gone for a while. I distinctly remember sitting around drinking by myself that two or three of the "older" girls there (in their 30s and super hot) came over and asked if I knew my girlfriend was out for a ride with the other guy. I said yeah, naively thinking it was literally just that - a ride to see his car... They seemed a little surprised and were like "Oh that's really cool of you" in an almost pittying/sympathetic kind of way.
At that moment I took it to think they thought I was cool because I wasn't an overbearing jealous guy, in retrospect I'm guessing they were sure my wife was currently sucking his cock and I was a pathetic cuck. Fast forward a few weeks and word got around that the "ride" turned out to be quite a bit more than that. My wife never fully fessed up about what she had done but did admit to kissing him.
At that moment I took it to think they thought I was cool because I wasn't an overbearing jealous guy, in retrospect I'm guessing they were sure my wife was currently sucking his cock and I was a pathetic cuck. Fast forward a few weeks and word got around that the "ride" turned out to be quite a bit more than that. My wife never fully fessed up about what she had done but did admit to kissing him.
Mmm yes I've imagined a thousand different situations just like that, but they all basically boil down to a bold, take charge guy just brazenly flirting with my wife in front of me and then the sinking exhilarating feeling as I realize she's responding positively to his attention and both of them acting like I'm invisible.. Like I'm seeing him seduce her in slow motion and there's nothing I can do to stop it..Matureplay said:
On a girls night out, she fucked an old black bully, of mine. Even knowing we hated each other, she fucked quit a few times, because, letting this fat ugly black guy, thats a sworn enemy of her husband, made it so much hotter. Plus she didn't didn't share the who, until she was already feeding me his cream pie.rataver said:
I've always felt like if I didn't want to confront another man for my wife's affection, that she may do it for me.Tomthumb said:
But, no, they will submit to him faster than the husband did.
It does create a helpless feeling.
An ex wife used to go to this one particular bar regularly.
Then it got to a point to where she go alone, and I wasn't invited to accompany her.
Some weeks later, she relented, and we went together.
But, before we went inside, she told me that she has a reputation of being single and available, I better not ruin that rep, and she didn't want me to do anything that would make people think otherwise.
And she took full advantage; talking to other guys that approached her, dancing with them (or others), and play pool with them. If we had a game going, she would ask me to go sit at our table while they played each other.
