1. My Life as a Cuckold


    Date: 3/16/2015, Categories: Fetish, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: magas911, Rating: 67, Source: xHamster

    Having no place to go, I rented a room in a rooming house that an old woman ran. $12.00 a night and for another $12.00 you could get meals. There were four older men renting rooms in that house. Two were house painters, one was a railroad worker, the other a mechanic. They seemed to have no f****y and probably never would. It was too late for them to raise a f****y. Time had passed them by. No! I did not want that kind of a life. I wanted my own f****y. I was lost and so alone. Two days in that rooming house and I could no longer take the loneliness. The feelings of loss and failure at marriage were overwhelming, that I'm nothing. I have nothing and my money was running out. It was a Saturday and I decided to return home. I knocked on the door and she opened it. "Oh, your back," she said with a disappointed tone in her voice. She wasn't too happy to see me. She wanted to be the poor wife, whose husband had left her. She wanted to be the martyr to her f****y and I was denying her that and her freedom. I was also surrendering to her and she knew it. Living with her and having no sexual relations was better than the emptiness and loneliness I was facing by living alone. I presented my proposal to her, "Look. I need a place to stay. I'll help you with the house. I took a minimum wage job driving a cab and I'm going to go to school at night. Once I get on my feet with a better paying job, then we can talk about splitting up." "What's the pay on this job?" She asked. "A hundred ...
    and twenty five a week." Her face took on a look of disgust as she said, "You mean to tell me that you gave up a hundred and thirty five dollars a week unemployment for a hundred twenty five dollar job? You're really not too bright." "Hey, I can't stay idle. I've got to be doing something." "Okay. Bring your stuff in. I'm on my way to the supermarket. When I get back, we'll have lunch." When she returned from the store, I helped her unpack the groceries. As she was unpacking, she reached in a bag and took out a jar. Handing it to me she said, "Here, I bought you a jar of vaseline. Put it in your night stand." That night when we were getting ready for bed, I undressed as quickly as I could. I was about to get into bed when she came out of the bathroom and caught me in the nude. Suddenly I panicked, I didn't want her to see my penis. When flaccid the head of it hangs halfway down my testicles not like her boss's which probably hangs down well past his testicles and swings back and forth when he walks, like some of those guys I remember seeing in the locker room. I remember thinking to my self, "How lucky their wives must be." Before I was cuckold, I never thought much about penis size, always thinking that I was average but now I felt that my wife must see me as small and unsatisfactory in comparison to her boss. Even to this day, after all of these years, I still get embarrassed and try to cover up when she sees me naked. I didn't want her to be able to compare me to him but it ...
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