Thoughts and ramblings on how we got here

I've seen Lisa with many men over the years, but her current bull has been the most frequent and favored of them all. She's been seeing him on and off for 6 or 7 years now and there is no indication that things will change. They both get what they want and need sexually plus they like each other a lot. While Lisa was curious about cuckolding when she first started meeting men so many years ago, he brought out and developed her intense interest in it gradually over the years.

My wife having a steady, regular sex partner is actually comforting to me. Before he became her regular partner, it was so stressful for me whenever we would meet someone new or even when she would go out. She sometimes would tell me to find someone for her, or sometimes she would go out and ended up meeting someone herself.  I never knew how any of that was going to turn out, now at least I know and trust her bull.

But he has turned her into more than just a hot-wife. He encourages her to cuckold me and uses that to solidify his place as her sex partner. While we love each other very much, She's now convinced that only he can satisfy her sexual needs and that I'm sexually inferior. He did this slowly and subtly at first and then she just latched on to it. She began enjoying cuckolding me as much as the sex, and now it's a big part her sexual satisfaction.

He started changing her thoughts about me the first time we met him.  We met for drinks and he was very nice to me. But when we got to the room, he would only refer to me as 'Cuck'. Lisa giggled at first, but she clearly was taken by his dominating attitude towards me. After a few dates, she wanted to spend the night with him alone at the hotel, and so asked me to leave and return in the morning.

I'll never forget my angst and nervousness that night.  When morning came I texted her and she told me I can come to pick her up in an hour or so.  When I arrived in the room, he had just left. I could tell from the look on her face, the wet spots on the bed and the still sticky sperm he left on her that  he had satisfied her, and visa versa.  I sat on the bed and she thanked me for not being mad for being left out. Then she told me he said next time, he was going to make me suck his cock.  There was an awkward moment of silence, and then she said something that I will never forget... She laughed and added "and you're gonna do it".  

Sure enough, the next time (and every time) after he would make me do it. The first time he came to our house, Lisa was upstairs getting ready when he arrived. We had a drink and talked a little in the kitchen while we waited for her to come down. Then he asked me if I had a pillow, which I thought was odd, but I went and grabbed one from the closet. He told me to put it down on the kitchen floor. Then he told me to kneel on it. This wasn't a request, and I felt I had to comply with his demand. I kneeled, he unbuckled his pants, and said, "Open your mouth cuck!"

I saw His BBC just inches from my face, he said "Look at it... and now suck it!". I just stared at it in shock, then he grabbed me by the back of my head and said "suck it", as he shoved it into my mouth. As I sucked, he was telling me what a fine woman I have and that I'm lucky to have a wife like her. He said he drank a lot of pineapple juice, so that his cum will taste sweet when I eat it later.  He said he was going to fuck her good, and that he was probably going to cum in her tonight and that I'll be cleaning it up. He told me to look up at him as I suck, I hesitated and he pulled my hair back and shouted "look at me!". I looked up and saw him looking down at me, he told me, "Lick my black balls" as he lifted his BBC to expose them. He said, "I want you to get them both in your mouth and then look up at me".  

As I'm doing this, I hear Lisa start coming down stairs and I started to get up so she would not see what was happening. He put his hand on top of my head and said, "Stay on it bitchboy, let your wife see you doing your job". I was mortified as Lisa entered the room, I wanted to just disappear, if only I could.  She looked at me and just said, 'Hmmmm', then she went over to him and gave him a long deep kiss hello, paying no attention to what she clearly saw happening.  As they kissed, I heard him tell her, "You see, I told you he would be sucking my dick...he's a good cuck" A few moments later she patted me on my head and said with a laugh, "You did good, we're going upstairs now".

They did go upstairs, and he did fuck my wife while I watched. He came inside her and I did clean up his sperm (the pineapple worked, so it wasn't too bad for me). I know now that the reason he did all this was to show my wife that I would submit to him, that he is the dominant male, that HE should be her sex partner, and ultimately, that I am her cuckold husband - not her sex partner. This would be a great erotic story if it wasn't all true, these are things burned into my memory, things that a cuckold husband will never forget.