he did it. He fucked and humiliated us both. Even worse than I had imagined. Was going to post last night b4 I went to sleep but I was afraid they would lock the door n not let me back into the bedroom. Plus I was feeling guilty enough last night without running down to the basement to flaunt it. But anyway, if you guys really want I can type up the details and post it in the stories section. But I gotta warn ya. To include every detail would be very long, and to some people possibly even a little bit disburbing. But even still...I came more times last night in a period of about 4-5 hours than I ever have in any particular 24 hour period in my entire life.
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Who is the worst person you've thought of your wife (or yourself ladies) with?
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my story
Well I've chagned my mind and decided to post here so that I don't have to start clear from the beginning again. But anyway, she cooked spagetti for dinner while he sat there n made lude comments about her tits n ass. All the while grinning at me as if he were daring me to do something about it. Which of course we all knew I could not. He then started to charm n play with my kids even joking to them about calling him daddy from now on (of course looking at me while he did it). And even mentioned to them that mommy was gonna be calling him daddy after we were done with supper. To which Danae just smiled n replied "I just might" adding her giddy little giggle that I hadn't heard since we first started dating. After dinner I took the kids upstairs to put em to bed as Joel had instructed and overheard him n Danae downstairs making "small talk" about what were some of the more "sexier clothes" she owned. When I came back down he told me to pop the unmarked tape in and what appeared on the screen took both of our breaths away. It was Joel fucking that military guy's wife. And smacking her around n calling her a bunch of dirty names while he did it. Danae's jaw just dropped as she stared at the screen as if she were in a trance and I just stood there too scared to move or say anything feeling almost sick enough to puke. It was then, of course, Joel who decided to take charge of the situation and asked Danae if she liked what she saw. "I um, this uh, is uh" is about all she could get out before Joel told her to "shutup n admit you love dat shit bitch." "I um, wow, uh, that, um" was all she could utter before he cut her off again with "finger yourself, play with that married pussy of yours for me bitch!" She then looked to me as if to ask for help but when I was unable to even so much as look her in the eyes she started to unbutton her jean shorts n slide them, along with her panties to the floor. She then began to spread her legs as Joel ordered her "and show me some titties while you do it too." So she removed her t-shirt over her head and unsnapped her bra letting it fall into her lap as she reached between her legs n began to go to work. "Fuck yea, I knew you was a slut from the moment I saw yas" he said. "Now tell me. Tell me who ur daddy is bitch. And let your pussy husband here you say it too." "You are, you're my daddy Joel," she panted as she was fingering herself. "MMMM I luv to hear that" he said "now let's see how it sounds with my dick in ur mouth bitch" he said as he walked in front of her and whipped out his cock. This time without hesitation she leaned forward and opened up to take him in her mouth. "Now look at me. look at ur daddy while u worshippin his cock bitch!" he yelled as Danae's eyes looked up at him with her mouth full and head bobbing. Meanwhile I'm sitting there, tears welling up in my eyes as I feel my stomach turning almost to the point of vomiting but yet my cock busting out of my pants yearning to explode! He then looked to me as she pleased him "u see this? You see this pussy?" he asked me. "This is what ur wife is. A slut. A stupid fucking slut that drops her panties at my command. You got that?" "Yes" I mumbled. "What bitch? I can't hear you!" he screamed. "Yes I understand Joel!" I said. "Understand what bitch?" he asked. "I understand that my wife is a stupid slut that drops her panties at ur command." I said. "Damn right" he said "so ur pussy ass better be getting used to dis shit. Me fucking da shit outta ur pretty wife ya know" "Yes I will" I said. This time as the tears actually broke through n started running down my cheek. My fingers already crampin so I'll shut er down for now. Can continue this tomorrow if ya guys want.
Well I've chagned my mind and decided to post here so that I don't have to start clear from the beginning again. But anyway, she cooked spagetti for dinner while he sat there n made lude comments about her tits n ass. All the while grinning at me as if he were daring me to do something about it. Which of course we all knew I could not. He then started to charm n play with my kids even joking to them about calling him daddy from now on (of course looking at me while he did it). And even mentioned to them that mommy was gonna be calling him daddy after we were done with supper. To which Danae just smiled n replied "I just might" adding her giddy little giggle that I hadn't heard since we first started dating. After dinner I took the kids upstairs to put em to bed as Joel had instructed and overheard him n Danae downstairs making "small talk" about what were some of the more "sexier clothes" she owned. When I came back down he told me to pop the unmarked tape in and what appeared on the screen took both of our breaths away. It was Joel fucking that military guy's wife. And smacking her around n calling her a bunch of dirty names while he did it. Danae's jaw just dropped as she stared at the screen as if she were in a trance and I just stood there too scared to move or say anything feeling almost sick enough to puke. It was then, of course, Joel who decided to take charge of the situation and asked Danae if she liked what she saw. "I um, this uh, is uh" is about all she could get out before Joel told her to "shutup n admit you love dat shit bitch." "I um, wow, uh, that, um" was all she could utter before he cut her off again with "finger yourself, play with that married pussy of yours for me bitch!" She then looked to me as if to ask for help but when I was unable to even so much as look her in the eyes she started to unbutton her jean shorts n slide them, along with her panties to the floor. She then began to spread her legs as Joel ordered her "and show me some titties while you do it too." So she removed her t-shirt over her head and unsnapped her bra letting it fall into her lap as she reached between her legs n began to go to work. "Fuck yea, I knew you was a slut from the moment I saw yas" he said. "Now tell me. Tell me who ur daddy is bitch. And let your pussy husband here you say it too." "You are, you're my daddy Joel," she panted as she was fingering herself. "MMMM I luv to hear that" he said "now let's see how it sounds with my dick in ur mouth bitch" he said as he walked in front of her and whipped out his cock. This time without hesitation she leaned forward and opened up to take him in her mouth. "Now look at me. look at ur daddy while u worshippin his cock bitch!" he yelled as Danae's eyes looked up at him with her mouth full and head bobbing. Meanwhile I'm sitting there, tears welling up in my eyes as I feel my stomach turning almost to the point of vomiting but yet my cock busting out of my pants yearning to explode! He then looked to me as she pleased him "u see this? You see this pussy?" he asked me. "This is what ur wife is. A slut. A stupid fucking slut that drops her panties at my command. You got that?" "Yes" I mumbled. "What bitch? I can't hear you!" he screamed. "Yes I understand Joel!" I said. "Understand what bitch?" he asked. "I understand that my wife is a stupid slut that drops her panties at ur command." I said. "Damn right" he said "so ur pussy ass better be getting used to dis shit. Me fucking da shit outta ur pretty wife ya know" "Yes I will" I said. This time as the tears actually broke through n started running down my cheek. My fingers already crampin so I'll shut er down for now. Can continue this tomorrow if ya guys want.
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I haven't posted here before, but after reading this thread I have to say that this is probably the hottest thing I can remember reading in a long time. The thought of my wife having sex with an adversary and enjoying it has been a fixation for me for a long time. JNMBABE's post about the creep in the hobby store fucking his wife really got me going. Joyful's recent posts put me over the top. I am only a wannabe, but I have been in my own personal cuck-space for the last day because of these posts. I think it's not just the fact the wife does it with an enemy, but the fact that she enjoys it. The loss of personal control or influence over the wife because the husband has been superceded by a more dominant male. I can't wait to read more!
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Shit, telling the prick anything like what you suggest would take away half his pleasure!
If joyful got into his face and told him to stay away from his wife, or at the very least made it very clear that he was *not* cool with it, now there's that extra motivation to make him go the extra mile. These guys already think they're the better man, and relish the chance of showing it to people who think otherwise!
becontree2001uk said:Time you were a cuckold Joyful! I hope he fucks her good and you encourage her to do so -make sure you let him know you are cool with it and he is the better man
Shit, telling the prick anything like what you suggest would take away half his pleasure!
If joyful got into his face and told him to stay away from his wife, or at the very least made it very clear that he was *not* cool with it, now there's that extra motivation to make him go the extra mile. These guys already think they're the better man, and relish the chance of showing it to people who think otherwise!
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I got bout an hour n a half where the house is too myself. No Danae, kids, or Joel (Danae don't know I'm telling the world about us btw). So thought I would continue with the story. Prolly won't post anymore after this though as all the abusive sex just gets kinda redundant to tell about (but apparently not to experience)...lol
In the morning Joel woke, spanked Danae's ass hard to wake both of us up, and went in to take a shower. Me and my wife stared at each other. Her make-up smeared over her face. Her hair messed, and in some placed matted with sweat and come. “Did you sleep ok on the floor honey?” “Yes.” “God I look like a mess.” “You look beautiful.” “That’s sweet. Will you make breakfast? I’ll wake the kids.” Joel came out, wet, muscles shining. Danae smiled at him. “Joel, will you stay for breakfast?” He dropped his towel and walked over and slapped her on her right breast. “Hell yeah, bitch. And you know why I did that.” She grimaced and held her breast. “Yes Daddy.” She took off her slut clothes that she had apparently put on for him at some point during the night and put on a pair of white panties. Then she took out some sweat pants. Joel pulled them out of her hand. “Uh uh, you’re going like that. I like seeing you like that. Put on some high heels too.” She hesitated. “Yes Daddy.” Joel turned to me. “You too, bitch. You my bitch, you gonna dress like one.” I froze. “High heels too?” Joel laughed. “Hell yeah!” So I wrestled on a pair of my wife’s pink panties which I pretty well ruined to get around my hips. She handed me a pair of matching heels, which I also put on. They pinched my toes. I could barely get my feet in them. Joel and Danae kissing and touching each other. I cleared my throat. “I’ll...start breakfast.” My wife backed away to smile at him. “I’ll get the kids up.” I walked down to the kitchen and started breakfast, my high heels clacking on the linoleum. I heard my wife and kids come down into the living room. “Mommy, why are you in your underwear?” Taylon, our 5 year old boy asked. “Because...it feels good.” “But I can see your boobs!” “What’s wrong with that? Don’t you like my boobs?” “Mom, you’re weird.” He laughed. I heard Joel's footsteps on the stairs and Taylon stopped laughing. “Kids, say hi to Joel, our friend from last night.” I peeked out and saw Joel in a t-shirt and his tight white boxer briefs. Joel smiled and kissed Danae on the cheek. “Hello kids.” he said as he kissed my 1 yr old daughter on the forehead. “Why are you in your underwear?” Taylon asked. “Because it feels good. Your mother’s in her underwear too.” Taylon laughed and ran into the kitchen. He froze. “Dad!” “Good morning son.” “Daddy, why are you wearing girl’s underwear and shoes?” “Because...uh, we’re playing a game.” “But you’re a boy.” “Yes but...your mother likes it.” He ran back in the living room. “Mom! Daddy’s wearing girl’s underwear!” I heard Joel and my wife laugh. She said, “That’s right. We played a game and our daddy lost, so he has to dress like a woman.” “Did you lose too?” “Yes. Joel beat us so now we have to wear out underwear for the morning.” “Oh!” We sat down to eat. Joel sat at the head of the table and Danae and the kids sat at the other sides. I ate in the kitchen, bringing out the pancakes as they were ready. Taylon laughing every time I came out in my panties and high heels. Danae smiling and looking at Joel. “Daddy, would you like some more butter?” “Mommy, why did you call Joel ‘Daddy’?” “Because he is, darling.” “But he’s not Daddy. Daddy’s Daddy.” “Not any more. Joel is Daddy. It’s part of the game.” “Oh.” Joel laughed, and ate. When they were done, I went out to clear the dishes. Joel winked at Danae and put his plate on the floor. “Go ahead and clean that up for me.” I looked at him, then my family. “Now?” Joel nodded. “Hell yes now. Lick it clean for Daddy. You good at licking things clean, I know that.” With my son and wife laughing, I got on my hands and knees and knelt down. starting to lick the plate. “Mommy, he’s like a dog!” “That’s right baby.” He looked at Joel. “Daddy, can I lick my plate clean too?” Joel smiled. “Sure you can. I think your mother should too.” Danae hesitated and looked at Joel, but when he pointed to the floor she got down with her son and started licking her plate. Joel sat back and laughed. “Goddamn, that’s what I like to see. The whole family making Daddy happy. Goddamm goddamn....” “Mommy, he swore.” “Just keep licking baby....” Afterwards, I took the kids into the living room and turned on the tv so they could watch cartoons. We heard mommy yell. “Daddy, what’s wrong with Mommy?” “I’ll go see. Stay here, ok? I went into the kitchen. Joel had her bent over, hands on the counter. Her panties at half mast and fucking her from behind. She bit her lip trying not to scream. Joel noticed me and grinned. “Your wife’s a fucking *****, grabbing my dick and shit. I’m gonna leave you a little dessert before I go.” I watched until Joel finally grabbed her hair and jerked her head back, filling her. I went back to the living room to check on the kids. I sat down next to Taylon to watch. “Daddy, how long are you going to wear girls underwear?” “Just until Joel leaves.” “Can Joel stay with us all the time?” “Uh, I don’t know.” “Can I ask him?” “Um....” Just then Joel and Danae walked back in. Joel went upstairs to get his clothes. Danae stood waiting, her panties soaked at her pussy. When Joel came down, dressed, she escorted him to the door. He turned and kissed her. She smiled and whispered, “Thank you Daddy.” He grabbed her ass one last time, and left. “Dad, Joel kissed Mom.” “I know son. It’s ok.” “But it was on the lips!” “It’s ok.” “And he touched her butt!” I stood up. “I’ll be right back. I’m going to get dressed.” “Daddy, no! I like you like that!” “Oh.” Danae came and kissed me on the cheek. “That’s right. I do too. Why don’t you stay like that for a while?” I looked at her. She looked like a *****. She looked beautiful. We sat down with the kids and watched tv.
In the morning Joel woke, spanked Danae's ass hard to wake both of us up, and went in to take a shower. Me and my wife stared at each other. Her make-up smeared over her face. Her hair messed, and in some placed matted with sweat and come. “Did you sleep ok on the floor honey?” “Yes.” “God I look like a mess.” “You look beautiful.” “That’s sweet. Will you make breakfast? I’ll wake the kids.” Joel came out, wet, muscles shining. Danae smiled at him. “Joel, will you stay for breakfast?” He dropped his towel and walked over and slapped her on her right breast. “Hell yeah, bitch. And you know why I did that.” She grimaced and held her breast. “Yes Daddy.” She took off her slut clothes that she had apparently put on for him at some point during the night and put on a pair of white panties. Then she took out some sweat pants. Joel pulled them out of her hand. “Uh uh, you’re going like that. I like seeing you like that. Put on some high heels too.” She hesitated. “Yes Daddy.” Joel turned to me. “You too, bitch. You my bitch, you gonna dress like one.” I froze. “High heels too?” Joel laughed. “Hell yeah!” So I wrestled on a pair of my wife’s pink panties which I pretty well ruined to get around my hips. She handed me a pair of matching heels, which I also put on. They pinched my toes. I could barely get my feet in them. Joel and Danae kissing and touching each other. I cleared my throat. “I’ll...start breakfast.” My wife backed away to smile at him. “I’ll get the kids up.” I walked down to the kitchen and started breakfast, my high heels clacking on the linoleum. I heard my wife and kids come down into the living room. “Mommy, why are you in your underwear?” Taylon, our 5 year old boy asked. “Because...it feels good.” “But I can see your boobs!” “What’s wrong with that? Don’t you like my boobs?” “Mom, you’re weird.” He laughed. I heard Joel's footsteps on the stairs and Taylon stopped laughing. “Kids, say hi to Joel, our friend from last night.” I peeked out and saw Joel in a t-shirt and his tight white boxer briefs. Joel smiled and kissed Danae on the cheek. “Hello kids.” he said as he kissed my 1 yr old daughter on the forehead. “Why are you in your underwear?” Taylon asked. “Because it feels good. Your mother’s in her underwear too.” Taylon laughed and ran into the kitchen. He froze. “Dad!” “Good morning son.” “Daddy, why are you wearing girl’s underwear and shoes?” “Because...uh, we’re playing a game.” “But you’re a boy.” “Yes but...your mother likes it.” He ran back in the living room. “Mom! Daddy’s wearing girl’s underwear!” I heard Joel and my wife laugh. She said, “That’s right. We played a game and our daddy lost, so he has to dress like a woman.” “Did you lose too?” “Yes. Joel beat us so now we have to wear out underwear for the morning.” “Oh!” We sat down to eat. Joel sat at the head of the table and Danae and the kids sat at the other sides. I ate in the kitchen, bringing out the pancakes as they were ready. Taylon laughing every time I came out in my panties and high heels. Danae smiling and looking at Joel. “Daddy, would you like some more butter?” “Mommy, why did you call Joel ‘Daddy’?” “Because he is, darling.” “But he’s not Daddy. Daddy’s Daddy.” “Not any more. Joel is Daddy. It’s part of the game.” “Oh.” Joel laughed, and ate. When they were done, I went out to clear the dishes. Joel winked at Danae and put his plate on the floor. “Go ahead and clean that up for me.” I looked at him, then my family. “Now?” Joel nodded. “Hell yes now. Lick it clean for Daddy. You good at licking things clean, I know that.” With my son and wife laughing, I got on my hands and knees and knelt down. starting to lick the plate. “Mommy, he’s like a dog!” “That’s right baby.” He looked at Joel. “Daddy, can I lick my plate clean too?” Joel smiled. “Sure you can. I think your mother should too.” Danae hesitated and looked at Joel, but when he pointed to the floor she got down with her son and started licking her plate. Joel sat back and laughed. “Goddamn, that’s what I like to see. The whole family making Daddy happy. Goddamm goddamn....” “Mommy, he swore.” “Just keep licking baby....” Afterwards, I took the kids into the living room and turned on the tv so they could watch cartoons. We heard mommy yell. “Daddy, what’s wrong with Mommy?” “I’ll go see. Stay here, ok? I went into the kitchen. Joel had her bent over, hands on the counter. Her panties at half mast and fucking her from behind. She bit her lip trying not to scream. Joel noticed me and grinned. “Your wife’s a fucking *****, grabbing my dick and shit. I’m gonna leave you a little dessert before I go.” I watched until Joel finally grabbed her hair and jerked her head back, filling her. I went back to the living room to check on the kids. I sat down next to Taylon to watch. “Daddy, how long are you going to wear girls underwear?” “Just until Joel leaves.” “Can Joel stay with us all the time?” “Uh, I don’t know.” “Can I ask him?” “Um....” Just then Joel and Danae walked back in. Joel went upstairs to get his clothes. Danae stood waiting, her panties soaked at her pussy. When Joel came down, dressed, she escorted him to the door. He turned and kissed her. She smiled and whispered, “Thank you Daddy.” He grabbed her ass one last time, and left. “Dad, Joel kissed Mom.” “I know son. It’s ok.” “But it was on the lips!” “It’s ok.” “And he touched her butt!” I stood up. “I’ll be right back. I’m going to get dressed.” “Daddy, no! I like you like that!” “Oh.” Danae came and kissed me on the cheek. “That’s right. I do too. Why don’t you stay like that for a while?” I looked at her. She looked like a *****. She looked beautiful. We sat down with the kids and watched tv.
So sorry
First of all, the question said nothing about wheather she had really slept, or fooled around the person. Secondly it said nothing about having to hate, dislike, or otherwise condemn the person in any way. It just simply asked who would be the worst. Not most imbarrassing, not most ruthless ect ect.
Not to mention that besides his getting his groping jollies here and there, he never actually 'had' my wife. It also said NOTHING about me not liking the idea of whoever it was using her. Talk about over-analizing a question!!
Are you even sure we read the same question, or are you just apt to unjustly straightening the perceptions of us apparrently less informed people!
WHO ASKED YOU!!
anna-mwf said:
First of all, the question said nothing about wheather she had really slept, or fooled around the person. Secondly it said nothing about having to hate, dislike, or otherwise condemn the person in any way. It just simply asked who would be the worst. Not most imbarrassing, not most ruthless ect ect.
Not to mention that besides his getting his groping jollies here and there, he never actually 'had' my wife. It also said NOTHING about me not liking the idea of whoever it was using her. Talk about over-analizing a question!!
Are you even sure we read the same question, or are you just apt to unjustly straightening the perceptions of us apparrently less informed people!
WHO ASKED YOU!!
4winds - let it go. I thought that what you wrote was one of the hottest situations in this thread. It was outstanding. I wish I could have watched it go down. The best part to me was that your wife was creeped out by this guy, constantly badgered, and groped and you took her back for more! Did she try to talk you out of going back to see this guy? Did you make her go? I loved this part.
