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Subject: {ASSM} Nikki Cuckolded Me And Then Forced Me To Have Bisexual Sex
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There's a perplexing paradox in the true story below: It seems the
worse my relationship gets, the stronger my sexual attraction, and the
stronger the bonds that hold me in it.

~~~

     When our relationship reached its highest point, at that acme, it
was still sadly far below what one expects, much less hopes for.

Nikki was not the person I had thought her to be.  She didn't have the
capacity for deep caring, nor for trust and mutual admiration and
respect.  Sure, she showed me some respect, but it was grudging and
because of my accomplishments not my character.  She admired the
trappings of success, but not virtues such as honesty, integrity,
selflessness, compassion.  At no time was this more apparent than when
we fought.  Her indifference to my feelings and her willingness to
intentionally inflict as much emotional harm as possible without
remorse or regret were eye-opening and saddening.

I knew I would be better off ending our relationship, and opening the
door to building something with someone else.

But I stayed with her week by week, half-heartedly trying to make it
work but knowing we were wrong for each other.  Why did I plod along
long in a horrible relationship?  A big part of it was that I enjoyed
the sex.  Nikki pushed my buttons sexually.  I mean REALLY pushed
them.

For one thing, she was an extremely beautiful Asian girl in fantastic
shape, with large firm breasts, big sensitive nipples, long sexy legs,
a tight little ass, and a pussy that was, well, perfect.

For another, she loved sex.

And lastly, she was open-minded and kinky, and had embraced my sexual
fantasies, which were rather extreme by society's standards.
Specifically, I loved to see her with other men, and she LOVED to have
two men at once (provided the other man was a hard-body stud).

Initially, she had laughingly called me a pervert and "fucked-up" for
wanting to see her with other men--for wanting her to cuckold me
before my eyes.  I thought she had a point and kept it to the fantasy
level.  Eventually, however, with more reading on the subject, I
discovered that there was a very scientific reason for my particular
kink.

Evolution has made it so that when a man believes his mate is fucking
other men he becomes hornier and more sexually active with her than
usual.  The obvious reason for this reaction is to increase the
frequency of his sex with his mate and thereby increase the likelihood
that he, rather than the other men, will impregnate her.  It is a
biological mechanism that serves an important role in propagation of
the male's genes.

Recent university studies show that men at sperm clinics who have
watched videos of other men fucking women produce more and better
sperm than men who have been shown lesbian videos.  Similarly,
university studies show that both men and women report that the male
mate thrusts harder and deeper when another man is involved.

While men are built to protect their mates from other men, they are
also hard-wired to fuck them more frequently and deeper when they
believe the mate has been unfaithful.

That increased horniness makes for fantastic sex, if you can eliminate
the jealousy and insecurity.

Once Nikki heard this, she seemed to open up fully, even going so far
as to proclaim that she loved sex with two men more than sex with just
me.  And God did she get into at the time!  She loved to suck a cock
while being fucked.  Loved to be eaten while sucking.  Loved to
straddle and ride while I watched.  Or spread her legs wide and be
fucked on her back while holding my hand.  Etc.  In short, she was
incredibly uninhibited, wanton, lusty, enthusiastic, and supremely
sexy--the perfect playmate for me.

Well, this combination of relationship incompatibility and extreme
sexual desire set the stage for what you're about to read.  It may not
be surprising to you that the end result was both very unhealthy and
extraordinarily kinky.

We had had a few threesomes with different men, all organized by me.
All greatly enjoyed by the three of us.  They had all been with
strangers met online and carefully screened.  The deal was that they
were men who were no threat to our relationship, thus allowing me to
experience the heightened horniness of seeing her with another man
without also experiencing any insecurity that she might develop
feelings and I might lose her.

We had an understanding that she would never be unfaithful to me on
her own, at least not without my knowledge and approval, and certainly
not with a man she knew personally, e.g., a friend or colleague.

All that changed last weekend.

It's amazing how much life can change in a week.

We had agreed to go to an afternoon party a friend from her office was
hosting on Saturday.  It was a pool party and we wore our suits, Nikki
in her bikini with a tank over it.  Surprisingly almost no one else
showed up, and those who did left after an hour or two.  We were
drinking and enjoying the breeze and found ourselves there in the
evening with no one left but the host.

Chad was a very big, good-looking guy.  He was recently single and
told us how glad he was for our company.  As he made us another round
of margaritas he suggested we soak in the hot tub.  We readily
agreed.  He and I jumped in and turned to watch Nikki as she
approached, lifting her tank as she did so.  It was noticeably quiet
as we took in the sight before us, and suddenly there was an obvious
sexual tension.  Chad did not avert his eyes or attempt to break the
awkward moment with small talk as another host might have done.  Nikki
actually seemed to like the attention, and she looked at us staring at
her as she paused with the top half way up, and then she laughed abd
took it all the way off, wiggling her body facetiously, as if mocking
our intensity.

That was the start of it.  At that point I recognized that there was
the same dynamic present as when we'd had threesomes, but I didn't
believe we would give in and act on the feelings.

Later when Chad stood up to get out of the tub to go get more drinks,
I found myself staring at his shorts, where there was a noticeable
bulge, and wondering how well endowed he was.  I glanced at Nikki only
to discover that she too was watching him intently.

After a few minutes she climbed out to go find the restroom.  She
wrapped a towel around herself and headed into the house.

When she returned she scooted in next to me and whispered that she had
something to tell me.  I pulled her close and asked her what had
happened.  Here's what she related:

She had walked down the hall to where she knew the restroom was
located, and as she came around the corner she saw Chad beginning to
use the restroom himself, door open.  She began to turn away but
something made her pause for a moment and then she saw his cock as a
stream cut loose into the commode.  His cock was huge, huge like in
porno movies.  Now, Nikki loves big cocks, so I wasn't surprised hear
that she became captivated.  She just stood there watching as he
pissed.  Somehow he realized he was being watched and he began to put
on a little show, stroking his cock a little as if to get the last
drops out.  And his cock began to grow...and grow...and grow.  Not
only was it quite long and thick, it had a giant mushroom head.  After
a few more moments, Nikki shook herself awake and quickly excused
herself, going into a different part of the house to use another
bathroom.

As she finished telling me this, I quickly reminded her that we had an
agreement not to fool around with people we knew and would see
regularly, and an agreement that she would not fool around without my
approval.  I made it very clear that I did not want her to fuck (or
suck) Chad.  She said, "Of course not."  But I did feel her hand
squeeze my thigh and then my cock under the bubbles, finding me hard.

Chad came back at that moment, carrying a pitcher of margaritas.  As
he stared at Nikki's arm disappearing into the water over my lap, I
couldn't help noticing that his bulge was considerably large than it
had been.  If Nikki hadn't told me that he was hugely endowed, I would
have believed he was already hard.

Another round of drinks in us, we were very mellow and relaxed.  Nikki
kept slipping down and having to scoot back up.  Occasionally she
would apologize for bumping Chad, who always said something to the
effect of "Don't worry about it.  Put your feet wherever you like."
Well, after a while longer I noticed that no one was talking but me,
and that Nikki had slid down quite low, her chin just above the
bubbling water.  I continued to talk, but casually placed my hand on
her thigh, deducing from the angle of her leg, that her legs were
extended.  I also felt a very slight regular movement of her leg.
Well, it shouldn't have taken a rocket scientist to discern what was
happening.  But I still had an unwarranted amount of trust and faith
in Nikki.  I honestly thought that Chad was just massaging her feet.

Stupidly I asked a question that was immediately taken by them as both
my understanding of what was happening and my approval.  I asked,
"Does it feel good, Honey?  How do you like it?"

Nikki's response--"I LOVE it.  It's incredible"--did not immediately
disabuse me of my misconceptions.

"Oh, good.  I'm glad you're enjoying it so much," I said.  I then went
on talking inanely and, somewhat inebriated but not drunk, voiced how
much I wished I had a cigar to smoke in the tub.

My memory is a tad cloudy about exactly what was said next, but Chad
said something to the effect that going inside to get me a cigar would
be least he could do for me in light of how cool I was being.  Nikki
said something about how much better it would be with some lotion for
proper lubrication.  And I suggested that Chad get some lotion and
they sit on the chaise lounge chair alongside the tub.

As Chad got out of the pool, the massiveness of his tool was finally
apparent to me.  It tented out the front of his shorts impossibly far,
stretching the material taught.  Both Nikki and I stared, and Chad
smiled, proceeding into the house.

Nikki said, "I'm so glad you're not being uptight.  This is going to
be fun."

"Is he really that great?" I asked.

"I've never felt anything like it," she replied.

And thus our miscommunication and my naiveté continued.

Feeling slightly put off that Chad was apparently so superior at
giving foot massages, I saw an opportunity to prove myself while
pleasing Nikki.  I said, "May I join you?  You know, do it at the same
time?  Twice the sensation?"

Her reaction was surprise, shortly followed by, "I had a feeling about
you."

"What?" I said.

"Never mind.  Will you use your mouth?"

"Oooh, yes, baby." <wink>

"Woah!  But listen, if you want to do this you have to stay cool and
you have to follow through."

"Uh, okay."

"I mean it.  Promise to me, swear it.  You won't freak out and get
weird."

"Why would I freak out?"

"Just promise."

"Okay, I promise."  This was a big deal to both of us, because Nikki
knows that I never break a promise, and we both know that her temper
is boundless when she feels wronged by someone breaking a deal.

"I accept you at your word.  Now wait until after I get started.  I'll
give you a cue."

"Oh, okay."

You can guess how it unfolded.  Chad came back with lotion, still
erect, and handed me a cigar, cutter, and lighter.  Cathy came out of
the tub, her top remaining behind, floating on the surface.  Her proud
breasts with her huge erect nipples leading the way as she climbed up
and sat on the edge of the chaise next to Chad, and then reclined.
Then, to my shock and consternation, Chad stood, dropped his shorts,
and revealed the most impressive cock I had ever seen in person.

"God" was all Nikki said.

Neither of them paid me any mind, as Chad squeezed some lotion onto
her feet and his cock, and she began to stroke his cock with her
perfect little feet.  The sight was incredible.  She really did have
perfect feet, and her red toe nails were very sexy.  His cock was,
well, I've described it enough.  As I tried to reconcile what I was
watching with our previous conversation, I was perplexed and yet
enthralled.  ...And I was very, very horny.  Though alarm bells were
going off, I was not in control enough to stop the situation from
progressing.

After a few minutes, Nikki said to Chad, "I have a special surprise
for you.  James is going to show you just how cool and accommodating
he really is."

"James, come here."  She actually commanded me!

I rose.  Yes, I did.  Immediately.  I was in a state of shock and I
was vaguly put off by the tone she was using toward me, but I seemed
helpless to resist.

"Kneel by my feet, Jimmy."  She never called me Jimmy, no one did.

"First kiss my feet and suck my toes."  Almost as if watching someone
else, I marveled at how I obeyed without hesitation.  But then I do
love her feet.  I kissed, licked, and sucked her lovely feet.

"Now, show Chad some attention, too."

When I paused, she sternly said "Do as you promised." And she kicked
me lightly in the side of the face, pushing my head toward Chad's
crotch.

Truth be told, I was already staring at the enormous member, and I
leaned forward and took it into my mouth with hesitation (which still
surprises me).  It was smooth and spongy and...well odd but good.

"Oh my God!" She exclaimed.  "That's fucking hot.  Suck it well.
You're such a little slut."

I realize now that this was the point in our relationship when Nikki
changed toward me completely.  Somehow this simple act of sucking
another man's cock caused her to re-evaluate and re-assess her
understanding of me--and her opinion changed dramatically.  From that
moment on, she viewed me as less of a man.  And she viewed me as much
less than herself.

And there was no going back.

In retrospect, I can understand her psychology a bit.  She had been
raised in a household where her father and brothers put down and even
despised "faggots," and she had been socialized to hold those cultural
views at a deep ingrained level.  Those men in her family were
probably, like most homophobes, closet homosexuals, and so somehow
their hate was laced with a barely hidden eroticism.  Nikki had picked
up on that, too.

Nikki sat up, moved close, watching intently.  Putting her hand on the
back of my head, she began to direct my speed and depth, all the while
saying things half to herself and half to me.  (Oddly I take a little
satisfaction in the fact that Chad was at this point just a tool.)

"Suck it.  Oh you little cock slut.  Suck it.  That's right.  He likes
it.  Look at how hard his cock is just from sucking.  Oh you love it,
don't you?"

When I didn't reply, "Answer me!"

"Yes."

"I knew it all along.  You're pathetic."

"Mmmmmmmmmm."  Why I got off on being called pathetic I didn't know.
But I liked it, and she seemed to realize it, which encouraged her.

She put lotion on her finger, moved behind me, and slid it into and up
my asshole.  I couldn't believe it.

"That's what faggots like, isn't it?"

"Mmm Hmmm.  MMMMMMMMMmmmm!"  And I came right then.  I shot copious
amounts of white sperm all over the dark wooden deck.

After coming I lost my sex drive, and started to stop, only to have
her push my head back down.

"You fucking pathetic faggot.  Who said you could stop?  You shouldn't
have come, pervert.  Now keep sucking."

She took Chad's hand, put it on the back of my head, and said "Grip is
hair.  Make him please you.  I want to see him swallow your cum."

Oddly, this is all that it took to reawaken my sexual appetite, and I
was again hard and horny.

Chad fucked my face hard, causing me to gag twice, before he finally
shot his load into my mouth.  God, it made me so horny I almost came
again.  I don't think it was the homosexuality of it so much as the
deliberate humiliation of me by Nikki.

That was four days ago.  Since then she has gone to lunch with Chad
every day, with her blowing him and him finger-fucking her in his car
in the parking lot in front of their office.  And she says I'm to meet
them at Chad's place after work Friday, where she plans to have me, at
a minimum, service Chad in front of her before he fucks her.

Nikki treats me like shit most of the time.  Well, she's not always
hostile, and sometimes she's affectionate and snuggly, but there's
always an undertone of domination and contempt, and she has become
extremely self-righteous whenever I displease her.  She has even
slapped the hell out of my face a couple of times.  And I back down
every time she gets mad now.

And I get hard.

+


This is about as close to accurate as I could make it, with a few
slight changes to protect identities.  I understand why I'm tuned-on
by seeing other men fuck my Nikki.  But I don't understand why I'm so
turned on by her being abusive to me, why I get aroused by the site of
her angry, why I no longer contemplate leaving her (but rather fear
her leaving me).  I'm struggling for insight here.

-- 
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