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Angie and I will be celebrating our 8th wedding anniversary in the Spring, and I knew all about her personality traits before we were married, we were high school sweethearts and then decided to both get our college education finished before there would be the ringing of wedding bells, so yes, we had plenty of time to get to know one another. I had always thought I was a strong person inside, and enjoyed the thought of being, “the man of the house,” but Angie was much more strong willed than I. As the months after our wedding started to pass, I noticed her moods would be a bit more aggressive with me, especially in the bedroom, and as hard as it is for a man to say, I know she didn’t have that many orgasms when we shared the sheets, it was apparent. The frustrated look on her face all of the time and the trips to the bathroom immediately after I climbed off of her told me she would go in there to masturbate, because I hadn’t satisfied her. Angie is such a hot wife, she turns heads with her body and I could remain erect all day long thinking about her curves and voluptuousness.
About six months ago I noticed she was even more distant with me, she was sweet on Friday’s, pay day, but the rest of the week she pretty much did her own thing, many times falling asleep on the sofa and not even coming to bed. I finally lashed out in anger and confusing, accusing her of having an affair, and the coldness in her eyes told me just how much love had been lost between us, and I didn’t even realize it was fading away. That was when she said, “If I were going to have an affair, I’d fuck him right in front of you, because that’s what you deserve, you need to see the right way to get a woman hot!” I was shocked and just walked away, thinking she didn’t mean it, she only said it out of anger, but she didn’t forget, in no way did she forget.
About a week later I was lying in bed with the television on, wearing nothing but my boxers and relaxing when I heard the front door close. I heard voices but thought it was just Angie and one of her friends and they wouldn’t come upstairs. Suddenly she was standing in the doorway with a look on her face like I’d never seen before, it was full of almost a vengeful expression and I asked her what was going on. Then I saw….him. Taking him by the hand she walked him into the bedroom, almost as if she were parading him as her prize to make me feel worthless. The look on my face must have been that of total bewilderment and then Angie began to speak, “Gary, this is Bryon, he and I met this evening and I could tell by the bulge in the front of his jeans that I wanted his cock, but I promised that if I ever decided to have an affair, I would do it in front of you, so consider this your initiation into being a cuckold husband!” There was that word! Cuckold! I had seen in the history pages from the computer where she had been going into cuckold sites, but I had no idea what it was all about, but I would quickly learn.
She carried a brown bag in her other hand and opened it to reveal a contraption that seemed to pleasure her, I could tell by the smile when she unveiled the object. It turned out to be a man’s steel chastity belt! By this time my head was spinning with questions, I opened my mouth but nothing would come out. She walked to my side of the bed and ordered me to remove my boxers. I started to argue with her, but I could tell this was a make or break for our marriage, and I didn’t want to lose my hot wife, so I would do what she said.
Bryon just stood silently at the foot of the bed while I pulled off my boxers and kicked them to the floor. She brought the chastity belt over and slid my cock inside of it, fastening everything, locking it tightly and then saying, “Now, get as hard as you want, but there will be no orgasms from you unless I release your cock!” She then told me to sit on the chair next to her dressing table, and as I did so, she and Bryon immediately started stripping. Their clothing falling silently to the carpet and yet it was the loudest sound in my ears. She dropped down, took his massive cock between her fingers and began to slide her tongue up and down the shaft, licking his balls and then finally taking it in until it was surely probing against the back of her throat. All I could do was sit and watch, I was learning quickly what it took to be a cuckold husband.
 His dick expanded to twice the size of mine, and even though I don’t understand why, I suddenly became aware of the fact that I was getting hard, even though restrained by the chastity belt, I was still firming up. Angie then laid back on the mattress, our mattress, the bed we shared for so many years and reached for a stranger to leave his mark on our sheets. He grabbed his massive meat, taking aim at her tight vaginal opening with one swift thrust he was all the way inside of her, and the moment was broken by her scream of pleasure. He fucked her in so many different positions, all of them making her cum over and over again. When his own orgasm began to pump forward he withdrew his cock, shooting his salty spunk all over her belly and tits. He rolled over and laid there, catching his breath and she got up from the bed. She walked over to the brown bag that had been tossed to the side and took out yet another one of her cuckold toys for me, a thick, short, vibrating butt plug. Ordering me to stand up she rubbed Vaseline all over the new instrument of her pleasure, and then had me slowly sit back down, taking the thickness of this latex organ into my ass. My cries seemed to excite her that much more, she was extremely turned on by putting me through these humiliating acts. She turned the dial until the butt plug was pulsating at a high speed and my own excitement began to seep through the embarrassing moment. The harder my cock got, the more it was contained within this cold, impersonal steel tool, and Angie was loving every minute of it.
She lowered herself enough to lick my balls, knowing how that would drive me crazy and then when she knew that I couldn’t take any more, and I actually heard my own voice begging for release so I could ejaculate, she stopped, walked back to Bryon, and they began their fuck session once more, and all I could do was watch, I couldn’t take my eyes off of them.
Angie left me in that chastity belt for exactly one week, but not without each day prancing around the house totally naked, bringing Bryon back in for more sex, licking my balls and stimulating my rectum, all torture methods that excited her in ways that I never thought I would see. Yes, I’m a full fledge cuckold husband now to an extremely hot wife, my only form of release comes through solo masturbation and only when she unlocks me to do so.
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