Part I
Once I had convinced my wife that is was time to cuckold me (not hard to do with a 3.5” dick) we sat down and mapped out a ceremony that would lead, at her insistence, to a denied cuckold marriage. My wife Barbara proceeded to tell me I better think about what being a denied cuckold really means but if I really wanted her to bring me home a creampie that’s the only way she would go along with fulfilling my fantasy. I said I know what I think a denied cuckold marriage means, it means I’ll never get to fuck you again, that I’ll be permanently replaced by a real man that could satisfy her. Barbara said that’s basically correct but for her it meant a little more than that because what kind of man would beg his wife to go have sex with another man and then come home to have her husband eat another man’s cum out of her pussy. Of course I’m speechless but so hard and dripping at the thought of another man’s cum streaming out of my wife’s well fucked pussy. My wife then outlines that I’ll never see her naked again and when we sleep together in the same bed I’m to be totally covered wearing panties and bra with a nightgown to remind me of what a pathetic useless pussy of a man I am. Finally, Barbara’s final conditions are that if she wants to go away on weekends she will or if she wants a weekend home alone with her lover fucking in our martial bed then I’ll have to check myself into a cheap truck stop motel while another man satisfies my wife’s pussy. With that she looks at me and says, “What’s it going to be Mr. Powell are you ready to give up you wife’s pussy forever for just one creampie?” With my little 3.5” hard as a rock I say, “YES, anything to taste another man’s cum streaming out of your hot pussy”. Barbara breaks into a big grin and says let’s get a ceremony together then. The thought of lapping up my wife’s freshly fucked cum filled pussy was driving me crazy and I would of agreed too anything.