How I Became A Cuckold

I couldn't perform as her husband any more, so I became a cuckold.

I was on the kitchen table, naked, on my knees with my chest and head laying on the table. My knees were spread wide. Near my head was my wife, Mindy. She was softly stroking my hair saying, "Just relax. You know it's what's good for you."

"I know. I'm just scared a little."

On the other end of the table, near my butt, was another female that I didn't know, although she had surgical gloves on. I had the feeling that there were other women standing around, but I couldn't see them.

She grabbed my balls and pulled hard, drawing them away from my body. It hurt, but not a lot. Then, looking behind me, I saw her feeding my balls, one at the time, through the stretched banding ring in her elastrator tool. Once they were both through the ring, she pulled my balls hard, again, and released the tool.

The band closed around my scrotum with a loud 'snap', as she worked the elastrator arms back and forth until it came out from under the band.

The pain was excruciating. If Mindy hadn't clamped her hand over my mouth, I'm sure my screams would've woken the neighbors. My breathing became hard and I was crying.

I saw her come at my balls with the elastrator again, with another band stretched out. Again, my balls were pulled through the band and it was released. More pain and another scream from me. I thought I was going to pass out, but instead just broke down into loud sobbing. Mindy continued to stroke my hair and tell me it was going to be OK.

Looking between my legs, I saw a bottle of alcohol and gloved hands with cotton swabs in them. She swabbed my balls and tiny cock. The alcohol burned, but was also cool.

I felt a greased vibrator poking at my asshole. In it went and whoever was holding it began stoking me, in and out, rubbing my prostrate. It took only a couple of minutes until I ejaculated my complete load on the kitchen table. The woman behind me told Mindy that I had just given up the last of my live sperm cells.

The woman behind me told Mindy, "OK, he's all done. The blood vessels and vas deferens are crushed. His balls are in the process of dying and, over the next two weeks, will shrink, dry up, and eventually fall off. Be sure you keep tight panties on him to keep his gonads from hanging."

About ten days later, I was sitting on the toilet peeing (Mandy makes me pee sitting down), when my grape sized balls, the elastrator bands, and ball sack fell into the toilet. There was no blood, pain, or anything. My ball sack had sealed itself

(Three Months Earlier)

Mindy and I had gotten married when she was 18 and I was 35. Despite the age difference, we were tremendously happy, our sex life was great and we had the same interests. We had decided to put off having children for a while, but we wanted them eventually.

Then, three years later I was in a car accident. I took a serious hit that caused nerve damage to my groin area and was left impotent. Nothing would help, not medicine, not surgery, not anything.

Gradually, over the next year, the tension in our marriage became too much to ignore. She loved me; I had no doubt of that or my love for her. But, she was a healthy 22 year old woman with physical needs and the want to have children sometime in the future. Sex had been a big part of our marriage, we were good together and a day without sex was unusual.

And now, that part of our lives was gone. I tried to keep her satisfied by spending a lot of time with my head between her legs, licking her stiff little clit until she screamed out her orgasm, but it just wasn't the same for her. Over time, she became less and less interested in my attempts to satisfy her and, in our day to day lives, she was becoming more distant.

After talking to a couple of friends of mine, they convinced me that, if I didn't do something to get her a man to satisfy her needs, that she would probably go find one on her own. It I helped her find one, at least I would know about it and it wouldn't be 'cheating', but if I didn't and she found one, then it would be and could cost us our marriage.

I found a local 'cuckold chat' website and then decided to talk to Mindy about my plan.

"Let's sit down and talk. I know that our lack of sex is bothering you and I don't blame you. You have physical needs and I can't satisfy them anymore."

"But."

"No, let me finish. I want you to have a man to take care of you and I also don't want to lose you, so I want to be involved in you getting what you need. Before you answer, I want you to be honest with yourself."

"I won't lie to you. I've thought about it and the itch between my legs is getting terrible and I have to scratch it. If you are willing to be involved, it would be better than me sneaking around behind your back."

I told her about the website I had found and only asked one thing. "I think it would be better if you didn't have a steady boyfriend. You could get attached to him. Wouldn't it be better if we found a different man each time so your sexual encounters are all 'one timers'."

Mindy promised to visit the website I had found.

(One week later)

"I've met with some of the women at the website you found and they clued me in as to how they're lives are and changes that will have to happen in our relationship."

"What kind of changes?"

"You're going to become a 'cuckold,' which means any sexual contact between you and I will only be with my permission and to pleasure me, not you. I will have 'boyfriends', but will not become attached to any of them and you will also be required to pleasure them, if I tell you to. No 'asking'; I'll be telling you what to do and you will do it. And, lastly, I'm getting off of birth control. If I get pregnant, then I get pregnant. Any questions?"

"No. It might be hard at first if I have to do sexual things to a man, but I will do it."

"Alright, someone is coming over tonight along with a couple of women from the group to support me. Be completely nude at 7:00 PM so you can answer the door."

"OK."

"Yes, Madam," she said with a stern voice.

"Yes Madam."

I took a shower and was ready, as instructed, at 7 PM. The doorbell rang and I answered it, nude. There was a white male, maybe 30 years old, and two females, one white and one Black. I asked them in and we went to the living room.
The man's name was Pete, the white woman was Daisy and the Black woman, Jamila.

Mindy came in. She was only wearing a pair of panties. Jamila told Pete to go ahead and get undressed. When he did, he was already getting hard, just thinking about bedding Mindy. His cock was about six inches long, maybe an inch in diameter, and cut. Pretty good compared to the two inches mine had shrunk to since the accident.

Daisy said, "You stay here," and the three of them took Mindy into our bedroom. They left the door open, but I couldn't see anything from where I was sitting.

For about a half hour, I listened to the sounds of sex coming from the bedroom; then, they called me in.

Mindy was lying on the bed, legs spread wide, and she was panting hard. Cum was dripping from her pussy and running down her butt. Pete was lying next to her. His cock was glistening with their combined juices and his balls were wet.

Jamila said, "Take care of Pete first so he can go on home."

I knew what she meant and knelt between his legs. I lifted his cock and licked his balls clean, taking them in my mouth, one at a time and gently sucking on them until the taste of pussy and cum was gone. Then, I took slurped his cock into my mouth and gently sucked it, milking it with pressure from my lips to get the last drops of cum out. It tasted salty, but wasn't bad. I guess I never questioned if Mindy objected to it when she did it to me, so why should I complain. When I was done with Pete, Jamila told him to get up, get dressed, and leave.

Daisy pointed to Mindy's pussy. "Now, clean her up. Get as much of the cum out of her pussy as you can with your tongue. Make it good and make sure you swallow all the cum you can get to."

There was a lot of it; Pete had pumped her full. I started at her asshole, licking up all of the cum that had dripped from her pussy. When I reached her pussy, I stuck my tongue into her as far as I could and curled my tongue to scoop all of the juices I could. She squirmed while I was cleaning her and moaned, which made me feel good.

Mindy said, "Get up, go into the living room, and wait for us."

I heard them talking about Pete.

"He was good, but just not very big. I need something that will really stretch me."

"No worries, I know just who you need."

Jamila and Daisy walked through the living room and left without saying anything to me. Mindy called me and told me to come to bed. I did and we cuddled, but didn't talk about what had happened.

(A Week Later)

Jamila and Daisy showed up with another man, Darius. Darius was Black and huge, about six-six and maybe 250 pounds. He was wearing cutoffs and it looked like he had a nightstick stuffed in his underwear. And, it was soft.

Again, I was banned from the bedroom while Darius, Jamila, and Daisy took Mindy to our bedroom. This time the 'sounds of sex' were different. In the beginning, I heard "ow" and "please go slow" from Mindy. But, then it turned into her screaming and begging for more. Then, I heard another woman getting the dick; it sounded like Jamila. And, then another, Daisy. They were in the bedroom for close to two hours.

Finally, I was called in. I was shocked to see all three women and Darius naked. Daisy and Jamila were lying on the bed; Mindy and Darius were standing, hugging and kissing. Darius must have been a sex god. All three women had cum dripping from their pussies, looked VERY satisfied, and cum was even running down Mindy's leg.

Jamila said, "Be a good cuckold and clean Darius up."

I got on my knees in front of Darius and looked up at him and Mindy. Both were watching me intently.

His cock was probably 11 inches long, 2 inches in diameter and uncut. I had no idea if I could even get it in my mouth, but knew I had to try. I lifted his cock and started tongue bathing his balls. They smelled and tasted of combined sex and, believe it or not, it started getting me excited. When I finished with his balls, I licked his cock from the base to the end on all sides, cleaning up the sex juices covering it. When I was done, I let his cock drop, tilted my head, and got the end in my mouth. I swallowed as much as I could, maybe four or five inches of it, and used my tongue to milk it good. He moaned and grabbed my hair held my head while he started face-fucking me. Believe it or not, he had more cum in him and soon shot rope after rope down my throat.

When he was done, he released my hair, gave Mindy one last kiss, and left, saying, "Until next time girls."

I didn't wait to be told this time. I turned as Mindy spread her legs. I started down near her knee and licked up the trail of cum that had run down her leg. When I got to her pussy, I spread the lips with my tongue and emptied her birth channel as much as possible. All I heard from her was, "Oh my God."

Daisy was next and then Jamila. When I did her, she pulled her legs up and said, "Rim me too." I pushed my tongue into her asshole as far as possible and listened to her squeal.

And, so it went. Weekend after weekend. The men who came over were of all races, but I noticed that Mindy was definitely partial to big cocks and that meant mostly Black guys. I was just glad that she was happy. And, to both our joy, Mindy came up pregnant. We didn't know who the father was, but also didn't much care.

A couple more months went by and things were good, but both of us noticed that I was developing a tendency to argue with her sometimes. It was then that she asked me, well it was more like she told me, but I agreed, that getting my balls removed would make me more calm and compliant.

One of the women in Mindy's group was a female rancher who was experienced in gelding horses and, on the side, did male cuckolds, so she was experienced and agreed to take care of me. It helped me at work too. Bosses generally don't like employees who argue with them.

It was done. I was cuckolded.