Useless Cuckold in a Threesome – Part 1
Our sex lives seemed a little routine after almost eight years of marriage. In retrospect, I think I should have been thankful I even had a sex life. It was me who first suggested we try a threesome. My gorgeous wife, Heidi, was against the idea from the start. It took me pressuring and cajoling her for a few months before she even said she would entertain the idea.
We, actually more like I, decided to start looking for a suitable woman to join our bed. Surprise, surprise, it was next to impossible to find a bisexual girl. I even considered hiring a ‘professional’ to join us, but my wife was 100% opposed to that. She said it was too dirty for her, and she wouldn’t consider spending a single penny on a ‘cheap whore’.
So, we were back to the drawing board when one morning before work my wife commented, “Why does it have to be a woman for a threesome? Why don’t we find a guy instead?” I paused for a moment, and at first the idea repulsed me. I physically almost felt ill just hearing her say that. My body tensed up, and I felt a burning sensation at the pit of my stomach. I couldn’t even respond to my wife. She noticed my discomfort and said, “Tell you what. You find a nice looking guy, and we’ll do it.” She jumped in the shower, and I just stood there for a few moments not knowing what to think. The most shocking thing to me was that my dick was rock hard, and my wife saw it.
I wasn’t much use in work that day. I kept thinking of what it would be like to have a threesome with my wife and another man. My ideal threesome was with another woman. In fact, I never entertained the notion of involving another guy. I just assumed it could only be with another girl. My emotions were in utter turmoil. I was super charged in an extremely sexual fashion, but it was interlaced with jealousy and insecurity at the same time. By the end of the day, I decided even though it turned me on that I couldn’t deal with it on emotional level of seeing my wife have sex with another man. I gave up on my quest for a threesome, girl or guy, right then and there.
My wife, on the other hand, had different ideas. When I got home, my wife’s car was already in the driveway. I usually got home 30 mins or so before her on work days. I thought it was odd. As I walked in, I heard a guy’s voice somewhere in my living room. My wife called out, “Hun, over in the kitchen.” I walked up to the kitchen, and there was a handsome fellow sitting on a bar stool by our kitchen counter. “I want you to meet, Joey. He’s a bartender at the Mexican restaurant near my work.” I said hello and shook hands with Joey. As soon as I finished shaking his hand my wife said, “He’s going to make our threesome a reality today.” I almost fainted on the kitchen floor. I was stunned and speechless.
Joey and my wife laughed lightly, and Joey said, “You okay Marty? Get some water. You look a little pale.” Heidi handed me a bottle of beer instead to which I was most thankful. Joey said, “You know, we don’t have to go through with this. If you’re not okay with it, then I don’t mind stepping aside.” I took another sip of beer, but I still couldn’t say anything.
Heidi said to Joey, “There’s towels in the closet next to the hallway bathroom. Go ahead and take a quick shower and make your self comfortable. Marty and I are going to freshen up in our bedroom, and we’ll come get you in a few.” She took me by the hand and walked me to our bedroom. Once in she sat me down on the bed and knelt before me. She unlaced my shoes, and unfastened my belt. Then she dropped my pants and my boxers. My dick was rock hard.
She rubbed her skinny fingers along my shaft while she massaged my scrotum with her other hand. “Honey, I won’t do this threesome unless you want to do it. Don’t do it for any other reason other than it’s your fantasy too.” She started lightly kissing and sucking on my balls. Every now and then she would gingerly nibble on the skin between the balls. She traced her tongue from the base of my balls all the way up the shaft and to my reddish-purple tip. Precum was oozing from my penis. She touched the tip of her tongue to the tip and a little rope of cum dangled from my dick to her lips. I wanted her to suck me so bad. She stopped stroking me and got up towards the shower. “Do you want to do this baby, or should I just call this whole thing off?” I was so charged up and wanted sex so bad, that I would have done anything to get her to blow me. The feelings of jealousy and insecurity only made me more horny for sex. I said let’s do it.





