46 comments/ 44561 views/ 20 favorites Accepting The Clean-Up By: sevenstring Cuckolded from the beginning I saw her get out of the car, 1:30 am. She had been going out with friends for years a couple times a week. I stood there in the dark, cabin light comes on and a kiss between friends. I get back in bed and pretend to sleep, I don't know what to say. She comes in quiet and goes straight to the bathroom in our bedroom. No shower tonight. She slips into bed and falls asleep. I hear her softly breathing. I love her so much. I knew she had an active sex life before we met. Living with her exboyfriend when we met. I wonder who was in the car. I have to pee so I go to our bathroom. She likes me to sit to pee so I don't sprinkle on the rim. As I sit there I notice her sexy french cut lace panties on the floor. It's been a few weeks since we had sex other than me licking her pussy till she comes and I jack myself off. I love the way she tastes, always so wet and creamy, and when she comes she rubs her clit all over my face. I reach down and pick up her panties, they are wet and I smell them breathing in her scent. My cock gets hard instantly. I start to rub it as I smell her panties. They smell pungunt but it makes me even harder. I lick the crotch and taste the bitter taste I know so well...her pussy. It has always tasted like that, I fell in love with her taste and crave licking her. I lick more stroking myself faster. I put them in my mouth and suck the juice, savoring the taste. My eyes are closed and I'm stroking my dick fast as I feel my cum building. I didn't notice the light had come on til she laughed and said " This is why I go out!" startled, I snap out of my daze and I'm instantly humiliated. I look at her and she laughs again, asking me if I'm enjoying myself. I don't say anything, only look at her. My dick in one hand and her panties hanging from my mouth. I take them out and she askes me if I got it all out. I look at her with a puzzled look and she shakes her head. I ask her what she means, "Why she goes out"? She looks at me and says"My husband, sitting in the dark, sucking the cum from his wifes panties and playing with his little dick". She looks at me and smirks Don't act like you didn't know what you were sucking from my panties". I have never had fantacies of her with other men or being humiliated, but I look back and now it seems clear. I saw the man in the car, I have tasted my own cum, licking her after cumming in her and having to finish her with my tongue. I can't last long and cum in a minute or less most of the time. She has always said it was fine,that my tongue fulfills her needs and I'm really good at eating her. My stomach turns as I admit to myself I did know what I was sucking from her panties , and my dick is still hard as a rock, dribbling precum. How can she have betrayed me! I knew she liked sex and had a kinky side, telling me her fantacys of being taken by two and three men at once. She never let me have anal sex with her, but she loved me to tell her stories about men using her mouth and ass, fucking her hard like a slut, filling her with cum , and then dropping her off on a corner to walk home. I never realised I was also being turned on by my stories but she noticed! I was confused and humiliated and hurt and horny. What am I supposed to do now? Her cheating is out in the open. If I demand a divorce I won't have her anymore but if I accept it I'm a wimp. She lookes at me and tells me to come to the bed room. I stand up, knees shaking, time to make my choice, she turns and says "Hurry up!" not even expecting resistance. I lower my head and follow her, I am hers now, she knows it. She tells me to bring the panties, they are still in my hand. As we reach the bed she tells me to put them on. "If your going to eat a real mans cum, you should at least be wearing a sexy pair of slutty panties!" I looked at her,thinking she was kidding, til she told me if I ever want to lick her pussy again I had better do as I am told. I put them on and was instantly humiliated again. Here I am, wearing the panties my wife wore home, her pussy leaking cum after being used by another man, in front of her. She looks at me and says" Look at you! Wearing low cut panties and your little peepee doesn't even poke out the top!" I look down, I'm as hard as I've ever been. She's right, I don't stick out at all! There is a wet spot where I'm leaking precum though and I feel like I'm going to explode at any moment. She lays down on the bed spreading her legs just enough for me to see her pubic hair. She doesn't shave, always saying she wants everyone to know her natural hair color. Until this very moment it never occured to me anyone else was going to see it! I am humiliated again. She has been so blatant about so many things that I was oblivious to, or just refused to see. Is this what I wanted all along? She askes me if I want to lick her pussy? I look at it and can't help myself from nodding yes. She laughs and tells me to ask her. I have to ask her? I think about where this will lead. She tells me it's okay, that we will be a lot closer when I accept our new relationship. I ask her what she means. She smiles and says to me "Now that it's out in the open and I don't have to be secretive, we will be so much happier!" Then she laughs at me in her panties and tells me to get on with it so she can get some sleep. I look at her pussy, then at myself. I surrender my dignity for my desire and I say "Can I lick your pussy?" She shakes her head and says I have to ask her the right way. I think about it and realise she wants to humiliate me even more. I say "Can I please lick your pussy?" She shakes her head again and tells me if I want to taste what she has brought home, I have to ask her for what I want, she wants to hear the words from my own mouth. I bite my lip looking at her pussy, she has spead her legs a little more and I see her swollen, puffy clit. I think about what to ask, what she wants to hear. What do I really want? I look at her pussy again, then, with a small voice, I say "Can I please clean your lovers cum from your pussy?" she laughs, looks me in the eyes and tells me I can but I have to kiss her ass first, to show her how much I love her, that I am hers, that I will support her being treated the way she deserves by real men. I ask her if she plans on doing this a lot. How often will I have to share her with other men? She tells me not to worry about that, that I will get to clean her up after every time as long as I do as I'm told, that I might even help her get ready and drop her off! I ask myself if I can really do this? What kind of man drops his wife off for a date to be used as a slut? Then I shudder thinking "What if someone I know finds out?" I tell her "I can only go along with this if nobody finds out." She laughs again and tells me there are more people who know than don't! Then, still laughing, she says "Most of your friends and co-workers have already cum in my mouth, pussy or ass!" I am so embarrassed that I fall to my knees. She then tells me she could really tell I enjoyed eating some of thier cum! I feel sick. I can't believe this is real. I can't believe I have not just got up and left. My mind spinning, thinking of who and when. I drop my head as she tells me she really loves me but that I have not ever been able to give her a good hard dick orgasm. The kind every girl has to have. That when a man with a really thick hard cock, a mans cock, not like mine, needs to be pleased, it is her duty, as a woman, to please him. Then she tells me that she is getting tired of laying there waiting for me to admit to myself what she has known for years, that I like to think about her getting fucked and doing slutty things with other men. That I like her coming home to me swollen, used, and filled with cum. I look at her pussy, she is leaking now. I think about her panties, they were soaked. How much did this guy cum? I get a rush and my cock hardens even more. She is laying on her back and I lift her legs to access her pink asshole. I kiss it softly and she moans and says for me to kiss it like I really love her, so I first lick it and then stick my tongue in. It goes in easy and I think she has been fucked there by her lover tonight. More humiliation. The panties I'm wearing are now wet all down the front. I can't control how I'm feeling and it makes me even more nauseous. What is wrong with me? Why am I so turned on by this whole thing? I feel sick but I'm still licking her used asshole. My nose is in her pussy and cum is seeping in. I smell him in her and think about his cock ramming away, filling her. I get light headed and beg her to let me eat her pussy. She giggles and tells me to go ahead but be easy because she's sore. He had a thick, long cock and she had to work her pussy hard to please him. I run my tongue up through her crack and get the first taste. It is bitter and salty. I dont like it but I like it. Am I really doing this? Am I really cleaning my wifes used pussy? She pushes a thick glob of cum from her hole. I back off and she warns me not to waste it! She worked hard for that and if I don't appreciate her letting me lick her, she will not allow me to anymore. Then she tells me I should be happy to be involved in this part of her sex life.Then she tells me how much better it's going to be now. She pulls my face to her swollen clit and I lick and I lick and I lick more. My tongue is raw from the cum and my teeth on the bottom side. There is a thick coating of cum in my mouth and down my throat. I know I have not ate this much cum before from her before. My hard dick betrays my disgust and we both know I am going to be cleaning her used pussy from now on....and thanking her for letting me.... Accepting The Clean-Up Pt. 02 If you want to bash my story fine but use a name not anonymous! I did not see a requirement to read my story either! Everyone else...please enjoy. ***** So I'm lying there, confused, humiliated, scared, and worried. I just had what may be the best sex with my wife that we have ever had and I didn't even get to put my dick in her! My heart is beating hard thinking about the reality that I know my wife has had sex with another man. I'm scared of what the future will be like. I'm confused about my own thoughts and desires. I have never been attracted to another man. I am not "bi-curious". I love women and their bodies and have been jacking off for years to them in various acts of sex. I really love large breasts and don't mind a heavy woman to get them! My wife is still a little on the heavy side but she has slimmed way down lately. She gained some weight after having the children, but she still had that shape, a round bubble butt and big round tits. Men would always notice her where ever we went. Her breasts were not huge but a full c cup and growing! Her mother had enormous breasts! I looked forward to the day my wife's would reach that size was never attracted to redheads but her body made me change my mind and I fell for her hook line and sinker. I still remember the first night after we met. She lived with her brother next door to my sister, whom I was visiting. I saw her in the yard and she smiled. I smiled awkwardly and waved. She had on jeans so tight they could have been painted on along with a low cut top. I could not take my eyes off of her. I was desperately trying to think of a reason I needed to go to the neighbors! I went into my sisters and told her I had just seen my future wife! She asked me if I noticed that my future wife lived with her boyfriend next door and he might not be in favor of my plans. I was heartbroken but I still could not stop thinking about her. A little after 9:00 pm there was a knock at the door. It was her brother coming over to invite us all over to play cards and have a few beers. My heart jumped at the chance to be near her. My sister and her husband, however, declined since they had been up moving and were tired. Not sure if the invite applied to me alone I waited for a reaction. He looked at me and asked if I had my own beer. I nodded and off we went. Two hours later and I don't know how many hands of spades, I was feeling the beer. Having sneaked looks and peeks at each other all night I was certain she was interested. She even flirted on a few occasions, making little remarks and then staring me down. Her brother, whom didn't like her current boyfriend and wanted him out of his house, also noticed these exchanges. He asked me to stay the night since my sisters place was not set up and I had been drinking. Telling me there was no need to risk a DUI when I could stay right there on the couch. I pretended to mull it over and finally accepted the invite saying he was right. I was laying on the couch, rubbing my dick with the tips of my fingers when she came out in a very short, see-threw neglisia and bent over me to look out the window behind the couch. I was so embarrassed knowing she could see my hard-on under the blanket. Her tits were beautiful and her ass was even better. She smiled and said she thought she heard her father pull up. I said oh, trying to discreetly hide myself. She asked if I needed anything. I told her I was fine but she just kept standing there, then bending back over me to look out the window. I wanted to reach up and pull her on top of me so badly. Still bent over me she looked down and asked me if I was sure that I didn't want something, smiling the most devilish smile I've ever seen. I told her that what I wanted she could not give me, flashing my own smile. She just looked at me for a few seconds, seconds that felt like hours, then walked ever so slowly back down the hall, turning and smiling as she went back in the bedroom where her boyfriend was waiting. The next day she was all I could think of. I found reasons to start going back to my sisters so I could see her. After a week or so of me hanging out with her brother and her boyfriend she told me they were breaking up! My prayers answered! She said I could come by and see her if I wanted, like anything could stop me! I told her I was sorry her relationship did not work out but I had been secretly hoping for it. Our first date was not spectacular but it did end with the two of us naked and in bed. The future of our relationship, what opened the door to our current situation, happened that night. As we lay there in bed, touching and kissing and getting worked up, she played the good girl, no sex on the first date role. We both were in our underwear but not nude. I touched her whole body and kissed her neck, trying my best to change her mind. She asked me what was my favorite sexual thing to do? I told her I love to go down and make love to a woman's clit with my tongue. To make her cum, over and over, while I taste her sweet juices. "More than screwing?" she asked. I told her it has always been my favorite thing to do with a woman, to taste her juices and smell her aroma. I asked if I could go down on her but she said no, not tonight. I expected that since it was our first date, every girl has to at least pretend to be a "good girl." I was sure I could persuade her considering we were in her bed in our underwear. I did my best pleading with her but she held me back whenever I would try to move down. After an hour of teasing and pleading with no success, I finally just asked her what could I do to change her mind? All she would say was "not tonight," that she was "dirty." "Next time, I promise" she said. I had been rubbing her though her panties for a while at this point. I was really worked up. She has this "mound" when she's laying on her back. Her panties barely cover the middle, revealing her bright red hair on either side. I don't know why but this "mound" is so sexy! I can tell she has a smooth clit, meaning it is concealed by her lips. I had seen many different pussies in magazines and movies, so I was imagining what she looked like as I traced her pubic area with my fingers. Odd, I have never been attracted to redheads, but I think she is the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen. I have always liked big clits that stick out, but her tight slit hiding her love button has me ready to explode. I have always been attracted to older women, but here she is, 3 years my junior, holding the strings that could make me do whatever she wants. I am pretty sure she already knows it too. I move down the bed and sit between her feet. There is just enough light in the room to see her laying there with her legs opened. She is wearing a loose t-shirt and french cut thong panties. I run my fingers lightly up and down her legs, tickling her skin slightly. I know this arouses me when I do it to myself and I'm trying everything I can. I slow down on the back of her knees. I lean down closer and closer with every run of my fingers. I can almost smell her when I bend the next time. She catches my face in her hands just inches from her mound. I tilt my head to look at her with pleading eyes but I catch myself. I don't want to ruin this. As bad as I want her I tell myself to have some manners and be a gentleman. I re position myself beside her once more and lightly run my fingers over her t-shirt covered breasts. I apologize to her for being pushy, telling her I can't control myself around her. I tried to convince her that I did not care if she was "dirty," that in fact I was turned on thinking about licking her pussy like it was. I was thinking sweat and a little pee. She continued to say no but she started rubbing my chest and legs and getting more involved. We kissed and touched each other more. I traced her nipples and tickled her inner thighs. Every now and then I would run my fingers up her silky panties. I could tell she was enjoying me touching her. She slid her hand into my underwear, putting her fingers around my raging hard-on. She slid her fingers up and down and then wrapped them around it again like she was going to jack me off. Not the ending I wanted but a release anyway. I was excited to think she might. I have never been jacked off by someone else. In fact I had only been with two other women at that point. We had talked a little about our past and I knew she had had a lot more lovers, and sex, than I had. I was even thinking she was pretty slutty after a few of the escapades she told me about. I think about it now and it was so clear, I wanted her even more after hearing her tell me about her adventures. I could not help myself from being completely turned on thinking about what she had done. She stroked my hard dick a few more times. She laid there with my throbbing member in her hand for what seemed like an hour. I was waiting for her to start jacking me but she pulled her hand out and patted me through my underwear. I asked her what was the matter, had I done something? It was weird for a minute and then she said, "Well, I guess if you really want to eat me you can, but I'm warning you, I need a shower. So if you don't like it, or it smells or something, just come back up, okay?" I through the blankets we had over us to the floor and dove between her legs. Kissing her panties and legs, gently sucking her inner thighs. I was doing my best work for her. I wanted to make her feel so good that she would stay with me forever! Teasing and tickling, Trembling, I pulled her panties down, slow and easy. Kissing her stomach. Then her bright red pubic hair. Then her lips, the lips that are closed tight, not showing her clit or the beautiful pink wonderland she has inches from my face. I breathed in her scent, it had a faint odor of urine, but I loved it. I had only been with a few girls before and my first had the worst smell, I have to this day, ever smelled! So this was allot better and she was so sexy that her smell, from that day forward, is what sexy smelled like. She laid there for a second while I looked at her beautiful pussy, taking in her scent. I reached out and spread her lips and slid my tongue up and down a few times. She tensed up, waiting for me to say something. She tasted a little tangy and bitter but that's how she tasted, so I loved it! I licked her a little slower, taking in her juices, sucking her hole to get more of her in my mouth. Running my tongue inside her as deep as it would go. She sat up, pushing my head away. I asked what was the matter? She said she told me she was dirty, that it was okay if I wanted to stop. I told her she tasted wonderful and that I really wanted to lick her more. "Really?" she said. As if she could not believe it. "Do you like the way I taste?" she asked. I told her, between long tongue probing licks, that she "tasted so good I was never going to stop eating her!" She just looked at me for a few seconds and laid back. She sat up and asked again after a few minutes "You really like it?" I said I loved the way she tasted and smelled and felt and I hoped we could be together forever. She laid back and began the first of three orgasms before telling me I could put it in for a second if I promise not to cum inside her. I did as she asked and came after a couple strokes, cumming hard all over her stomach and her tits. I thought my head was going to explode I came so hard. I think I even might have blacked out for a second. As the blood returned to my senses I started hearing her. She was yelling quietly at me to clean it off her. "What?" I asked. "This nasty stuff you just squirted all over me!" she barked. "Do you have a rag or some tissue? Something I can use?" I said a little too weak. She was displeased that I had not gotten my cum off of her yet, she said "No!" and if I wanted to see her again I better figure something out fast. I used my shirt to wipe her clean, making sure to get it all up and out of her belly button. Then she said I needed to go. Her dad might drive by and see me there and he would be mad. I said OK and dressed with my cum soaked shirt and left. Still tasting her on my tongue. I was in love and it was over for me. It never dawned on me she lived there with her ex-boyfriend, still, and her dad knew. So here I lay, slut wife next to me, her panties still on me. I am a man! Why am I allowing myself to be here like this? My mind turns and I start to think of things in our past that I dismissed as innocent. Comments shes made, things others have said. I must be the only one unaware of what shes been doing. I'm humiliated even more as I think of times she's told me, almost plainly, that shes been fucked hard. Telling me to be "easy down there", that she's "sore", as I lick her swollen clit and creamy lips. Even as I lay here remembering these humiliating events, knowing she had been used by other men and that I was cleaning their cum from her, my cock grows hard again. "What the hell is wrong with me?" I ask. Why am I about to jack off thinking about my wife's pussy being fucked by a big, hard cock and filled with cum? Or worse, why am I turned on by cleaning her when she comes home? My confusion and shame do nothing to change my throbbing dick. The more I lay there, memories popping up, comments by others, times she's been out with friends. How long? How long has she been sleeping with other men? I want to wake her and ask but I hear her voice telling me again, in detail, what she had done with her lover tonight. I need to go relieve the pressure in my balls. I slip from the covers and ease my way to the bathroom. I pull down the panties she has made me wear and sit as quietly as I can. I grab my cock and rub it slow at first, to see if the toilet is creaking. The thought of her bent over the hood of the car of the guy who dropped her off. After being on her knees, licking his balls and sucking his cock till he "let" her stop she said. Her pulling her ass cheeks open for him, because he told her too. Her face pressed down on the hood as he pounds her soaking pussy. Him making her cum, again and again. Him filling her full of his cum. Him gripping her waist, pulling her onto his hard member. Grunting with each deep thrust, sending another thick stream of his jizz deep inside her. I am so hard and my balls are so full that I am sure I will shoot cum all over the wall again. I look for a towel or something to catch it when I see the image in my mind as if I were there. Her bent over, pulling up her panties. The panties that I'm now wearing, to catch his thick cum before it starts to leak down her leg. My legs are shaking as I jack my dick as quietly as I can. I couldn't bear for her to catch me again, to know that I can't stop thinking of her with another man. Then I see her in our bed, legs spread wide, licking her pussy, even though I know what shes done, that its full of cum... I cum, I shoot all over the wall in front of me, I knew I would. I cum so hard I get light headed and my knees are still shaking. I needed to cum like that again. I hate myself for cumming that hard thinking about tonight. I clean up the wall thinking about my fears. Who already knows? Who else will she tell? Was she serious about my friends and co-workers? If I go along with this, and people find out, will they think I'm a wimp or queer or both? Now that I've cum, I decide to stand up for myself and end this. If she won't stop her affairs it's over. I fling the panties in the clothes hamper and reach for my own, still in the floor from earlier. I walk in the bedroom and wake her. She rolls over and looks at me, asking me what is the matter. I tell her "I cannot just let you fuck other men and be OK with it! We are married and you don't cheat on the ones you love!" "If you love me you will not do this anymore" I tell her. She looks at me softly, then asks if I'm finished. I expect her to apologize, I hope she will apologize, say she's sorry. That she didn't mean to hurt me, and then we will make up and go back to normal. I say "Yes, I'm finished." She starts to tell me a story that happened last week, when she left the gym. Her girlfriend Dawn was supposed to meet her at the mall but never showed up. I say "OK, but whats that got to do with what we've been talking about?" She continues, telling me that she ran into this guy that we met at the bar the last time we went out. Asking me if I remembered him, making sure I remembered him, and then she tells me how they start talking and the next thing you know they were at his place. She said one thing led to another and then guess what? He had this really thick cock! It was so vein y and it had a big purple head that felt so soft on her tongue! Then she tells me how she had trouble getting it all in her mouth and she smiles at me as she says the next part, "It wasn't easy, but I did, I got every inch in my mouth." Then she tells me that even though his cock was thick, it wasn't really long. She looks me in the eyes again and says "It felt sooo good stretching my pussy." She closes her eyes and tells me his cum was so hot when he filled her that she could feel every thick spurt as he shot it deep inside her. Deep, where I could never get. She moans as tells me she could not believe how much he came. Then she looks me in the eyes once more and asks me "Do you want to know how much he came?" Before I can say anything she looks down and my dick is hard again and leaking precum. She laughs at me and says "You don't need to pretend anymore." She has known since our first date that I like to lick and eat cum from her pussy. I asked what that meant but she dismisses me with a wave. She pats me on the knee and says "There are going to be some changes now that you realize you are a cum eating sissy wimp!" I was stunned! A cum eating sissy wimp? Really? That is who I am? I look down and the truth is staring back at me. I have another raging hard on from her confession of being a slut. She then says "From now on we both agree that you are not a real man and that it's OK for me to be used by real men as often as I want." "That from now on you will do as I wish even if you feel it might be humiliating." I start to protest but she just puts her hand up. She shakes her head at me and tells me it will be okay. "You'll see" she smiles. As I sit on the toilet jacking off again she yells to me through the wall. "Enjoy playing with my little pee pee (laughs) Oh and be sure to put your panties back on when you finish!" ...I have never felt so humiliated and in love at the same time.