Marriage Experiment Gone Wrong Read Online Free PDF

fault! I didn’t realize just how much reading Diane had done in the training of a cuckold or I might’ve been more aware of what was happening.
    That night, we were alone, as Marcus was busy – or maybe he was fucking another white wife, I didn’t know. I was glad to have Diane all to myself and I was very attentive to her. She reciprocated by allowing me to sleep with her, which was becoming a rare treat. Just before we went to sleep, she cooed, “Would you mind?” she asked, and spread her legs under the covers.
    She had taken a shower that morning, so I had no problems bringing her to an orgasm with my tongue. It took a long time and I was determined to keep at it until she was satisfied. When she came, I felt enormous pride. She pulled me up and kissed me and said, “Thank you, Bob – that was great.”
    She immediately turned away and went to sleep, leaving me awake and horny, my cock trapped and useless in its cage.
     
    The next lesson in my subservience came the following night, when Marcus dropped by. Diane fixed him a drink – that I paid for – and made him a plate of food – that came from my groceries, but I didn’t say a word. I was hoping I’d be invited into the inner sanctum again, at least for a few minutes.
    I was thrilled when Marcus winked at me as they were going down the hall and said, “Come on, Cucky.”
    I didn’t like the name he called me, but I sure liked the invitation! I followed them into the room.
    “Are you sure he’s still wearing the cage?” he asked Diane as he stripped her.
    “Yes, I still have the key hidden away.”
    “Prove it,” he said to me , as he began removing his own clothes. “Let me see.”
    This was weird. It felt a little gay and yet, I had seen him naked several times already. I didn’t want to come across as embarrassed to be naked when he was getting naked, so I unbuckled my pants and let them fall to my ankles. My boxers were next and I pushed them down to my thighs, exposing my caged cock.
    “See?” I said and started to pull them up again.
    “No, no,” he said. “Keep them off. Otherwise, get out.”
    That was no choice at all so I removed my shoes, pants and shorts and sat down on the chair. Marcus lay down and began kissing Diane on the mouth and neck, making my cock strain against the cage. She responded, making noises in her throat and kissing him back. It made me uncomfortable to see my wife of twenty-one years acting like a horny schoolgirl.
    He looked at me over her naked breasts and said, “Get her ready for me.”
    I was thrilled. I knew immediately what he wanted me to do and frankly, it felt like a privilege. I hurried over. Just before I climbed onto the bed, he barked, “Get rid of the shirt, it looks ridiculous.”
    I yanked it off and crawled between Diane’s legs. Marcus continued to kiss her face, neck and breasts while I began licking her pussy. She was in heaven from the sounds she was making. Just a few inches away, Marcus’s semi-hard cock seemed poised there like a coiled snake. That’s when I realized I had forgotten to ask Diane about making him use a condom.
    “That’s enough – help me get ready,” he said and I shot him a startled look.
    “Hell, use your hand,” he said with exasperation and I reached out and took his large cock in my fist and started to stroke it. I wasn’t even fully aware of what I was doing – he had asked me to do it and I did it. Maybe I was afraid of him, I don’t know, but I began rubbing that dick like it was my own. Ha! I wish.
    It grew hard in my hand, which didn’t seem right, but I didn’t argue with results.
    “Now,” he said, getting himself between her legs, “put it in.”
    My mouth came open. “ Uhh…”
    “Come on, be quick about it or get the hell out!”
    “Okay, okay!” I steered his thick cock to the entrance to my wife’s pussy and helped push it in. “Uh…” I said as it disappeared, “I thought we were going to use condoms.”
    “Do you want