Totally true – What’s the wildest way she’s cucked me

In response to feedback on my last story “How I was cuckolded”, I was asked what the wildest way that Lyn has cucked me? What a great question and actually it is very hard to answer as there have been and there are so many true experiences that Lyn and I have had together over the last 30 years. As a real cuckold, my writing is not the greatest, sorry, but my stories are all 100% real.
There is one experience that is forward in my mind. To set the scene we live in Sydney have been married for 32 years and I have been Lyn’s cuck for 30 years. I am a businessman and consider myself a normal guy with strong cuckold desires and I also enjoy some dominance and humiliation as a game. Lyn really loves the dominance and humiliation games but for us, it is all just that, a game. W use our Games in trying to experience all types of sexual scenarios for our pleasure so that together we continue to push the boundaries in everything we do.
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It was 2 years ago and it was winter in Sydney on a very cold and rainy Saturday night. Lyn had invited Phil over for the afternoon and dinner that night. Phil is a very well-endowed, dark-skinned 33-year-old with an incredible staying power and an ability to have multiple erections per night (something that I have never been able to achieve in my life).
Lyn and I had met Phil through a contact magazine here in Sydney about a year earlier. Lyn has always considered Phil a very special person, “a great find” in our lives. The chances of meeting a decent person, who is also endowed and very very talented in a special way, as well as being fun, charming and considerate is an are extremely lucky find, This is probably why Lyn gives so much of herself, in every way to him. We found that searching contact adds was a terrible process, sorting through and finding a contact who actually existed, once found would they actually turned up at a catch-up (not many) and then were they weird or just wannabes. Finding Phil took a significant amount of searching and a great deal of luck. Once Lyn found Phil and Phil liked Lyn she was never going to let him go (as they say) and even today Lyn still sees Phil in that special way whenever they can, but that’s another story.
Phil has fucked my wife Lyn a significant number of times and has actually spent “the entire night” making love to Lyn on three or four occasions in our bed. When Phil stays the night he spends the whole night in my bed with my wife. I am delegated to the spare bedroom where I must be available as required to clean Lyn’s pussy but only if is she calls me to do so, certainly not always. I am also required to make them both a full hot breakfast every time he stays and serve it to them in bed so that, as Lyn says, they have renewed energy for another morning fuck.
It was this scenario that was planned for this particular Saturday night. Phil arrived in the afternoon and made small talk, I purchased them Italian for dinner which I was then required to serve them as well as serving and topping up the wine while they ate at our dinner table. Whenever Lyn has a guest I am now was required to eat in the kitchen so Lyn and her guest can enjoy being together. After dinner that night, Phil made out with Lyn in the lounge room it was around 21:00 he took Lyn’s hand and they retired to our bedroom for the night.
I had spent my time that afternoon watching them laugh, talk about shit, kiss, fondle and grope each other while we sat together and watched the afternoon football. After dinner, they sat in our lounge room watching TV, making out, and slowly undressing each other. During this time Phil’s fingers were exploring Lyn’s wet pussy as he sucked on her breasts and nipples. I also watched as Lyn gave Phil kisses and a blowjob and she responded to Phil’s affection to my wife by being incredibly romantic and passionate with him.
All of the hot action between them for the last few hours had me extremely turned on, I was feeling desperate for relief and I became bitterly disappointed when they said goodnight and my wife walked hand in hand with Phil, naked, to the bedroom and then they shut the bedroom door on me. Lyn did not want me to be part or enjoy their time together. I sat in the lounge room for 5 minutes and then I slowly and quietly snuck up the hallway and gently opened the door to watch them in action. Well, that was it, all hell now broke loose.
Lyn had seen me peeking through the door and watching her and Phil making out in our bed. Lyn immediately jumped out of bed calling me a perv and a little dicked cuck. Lyn ripped opened the door and found me kneeling in the hallway trying to look through the crack in the door.
Lyn started laughing and said that I looked like a pathetic little dog kneeling with my little erection poking through my open jeans. It was then that Lyn had one of her inspired ideas. Lyn said that If wanted to act like a little dog then she would treat me like a little dog she stated that little dogs should be put outside when they misbehave and need to be taught a lesson.
Lyn told Phil to get out of bed and find the bondage rope we kept in the wardrobe and to help her tie me up. I was ordered by Lyn to fully undress and get naked. As I stood there Phil and Lyn both insulted and mocked my small erection and my chubby naked body. Standing naked before Phil and Lyn they took full advantage of and made me feel totally humiliated. Lyn was naked and leaning into the arms of Phil as he had his arms around her waist. I remember thinking how stunning Lyn looked standing there naked with her tits and pussy fully exposed to Phil, also naked. I could not help but look at Phil and I noticed his semi-erection was way bigger than my fully erect cock. I was ordered by Lyn to put my arms out and clasp my hands together. Phil then bound my hands together with the rope with Lyn telling Phil to ensure he tied the rope up very hard.
With me being naked, bound and defenceless Lyn took the remaining length of the rope and pulled me across the bedroom to the double patio doors in the bedroom which lead in the yard. My wife swung open the patio doors allowing the cold and wind to rush into the bedroom, as she leads me through the patio doors into the darkness of the back yard. We have a tree to the side of the patio doors and Lyn, with Phil, tied the loose end of the rope very tightly to the tree so I could barely move. I was now standing, fully naked in my backyard with my hands tied to a tree, It was bitterly cold and the rain was falling as I stood there naked and exposed with my little erection.
Lyn and Phil went back into the bedroom while saying, as I was a little dog and I was now in the yard and tied up exactly where a disobedient dog should be. They left the patio doors open that night, turned off all the main lights of the house leaving only one bedside lamp on in our bedroom. It did not matter as I could not see into the room, let alone the bed or them.
For the next few hours, I was freezing, standing in the cold, the rain and darkness and only able to see the dim glow of one bedside light through the open patio door. I no longer had any erection, my cock was now a small withered piece of string. My wife was achieving her goals, she was punishing me while also ensuring that, that night, I was to have no enjoyment as she did.
In the stillness of the night, and over the sound of the rain I could just hear the banging and movement of our bed, I could just hear their lovemaking, their laughter and whispering, my wife’s groans of pleasure as Phil did what he wanted to my wife, but what I could hear were Phil’s balls and sack slapping against Lyn’s arse as he fucked my wife’s pussy.
It was about 01:30 when Phil came out of the bedroom and into the darkness and rain to where I was still standing, shivering and bound to the tree. I had been there for hours, freezing in the cold and rain, I had heard my wife joking to Phil about me being outside in the rain and thinking what a joke it was, I had heard her moaning and screaming as she came on Phil’s cock and I heard Phil yelling as he filled my wife with his cum.
Phil had to eventually cut the rope off my hands as the ropes had swollen too much for him to untie them. he handed me a bath towel taken from our on-suite and told me that Lyn had said that I was to enter the house through the garage, dry off, then have a hot shower and then to go straight to bed in our guest room as I had to be up early in the morning to prepare breakfast for them both.
After my shower, as I walked down the hall to the guest room I could distinctly hear the sounds of Phil fucking my wife again. I was going to my little bed and they were about to spend the entire night together. I was thinking to myself would my wife fall asleep in his arms, would they wake up and have sex again while I slept, not knowing, but imagining, is part of the pure joy of being a real cuck.
I went to bed listening to the muffled sounds of their lovemaking. As I drifted off to sleep that night I was thinking about how lucky I was to be in love, and married to, such a loving, caring and wonderful wife and mother, my darling Lyn.