Learning My Place
I remember very clearly the first time I watched my second wife being properly fucked and used by her favourite bull Joseph and, for me, it wasn’t a good experience. Of course Joseph had been fucking her regularly before I met her but I wasn’t prepared for the emotional impact of seeing my beloved being used like a submissive slut…and loving it so much. When we discussed it prior to the event I had in my mind more of a threesome situation. However, under his expert and assertive, dominant handling she hardly noticed I was there. There was a point where she was kneeling on all fours and he was banging her from the back doggy style so I put my cock in her mouth. She gave it a bit of a suck but quickly lost interest and pulled away, eyes closed as she focused totally on Joseph and his big, thick, black cock.
After a while of just watching, I couldn’t stand it any more and said I’d had enough and flounced off upstairs to bed. I was angry but my wife didn’t seem to even notice that I was going and the whole experience left me overwhelmed with a storm of emotions whirling around inside me. Lying in bed I could hear the woman I love cumming repeatedly with another - and, let’s face it, a better - man. This went on for a further two hours. After what seemed an eternity, I heard the front door close and later, she came to bed and immediately - totally exhausted and sated - fell into a deep sleep. I remained awake all night with angry, frustrated thoughts whirling and crashing about in a hurricane of heightened emotions. I rose early and went out on my own for a walk with the storm in my head still raging. After a few hours I returned and tried to explain to my wife how I was feeling. We talked it through. Essentially, I learned my place the hard way. When Joseph was with her I was most definitely second best. It wasn’t a decision, conscious or unconscious, she was just lost in the lust of sex with a superior man. She described it later as a drug-like state which, after cumming many times, felt like she was high; floating about up there in the fluffy clouds. And only sex with Joseph could do this.
She said she would have stopped seeing Joseph if I’d wanted her to and sex with him might have stopped there but for two key things -
Firstly: I accepted my place and my place was well below that of Joseph - he was the alpha male able to give my wife what she needed but I couldn’t. In fact, with my agreement she told Joseph she wanted him to come round more often; I accepted that he deserved to fuck my wife whenever he wanted. I was even willing for him to use my wife more often than me if that was what he wanted.
Secondly: The idea of my just passively watching as my wife was submissive to this dominant man, cumming repeatedly for him was something I couldn’t cope with. However, I had an idea. Perhaps, if I was busy taking photographs and videoing the action it would transform the whole experience into one that I could really enjoy. Somehow it changed the whole experience; suddenly I had a role - that of recording the joy of my wife being fucked to orgasm repeatedly by a far more dominant, assertive man. I learned how to edit and process the videos and now almost constantly re-view and edit them. Lately I’ve been taking clips and building up new videos under themes, for example Submission, In Her Mouth, Up Her Arse and so on. I love doing this. I don’t tend to masterbate too much watching them as they are so exciting I don’t last long.
Once I’d learned to accept my place and was able to play some sort of less passive role I was much happier. My wife obviously loved being fucked regularly by a real man that could fully satisfy her and, of course Joseph loved it too. He said he’d never found such a willing and dirty slut as my wife and they both agreed that they brought the best ever sex out of each other. Joseph went on to regularly fuck my wife for several years, often with me videoing and photographing but sometimes I dropped her off at his place for a few hours. There were other black bulls before and after him but he remains the best, able to bring out the inner slut inside my wife.
After a while of just watching, I couldn’t stand it any more and said I’d had enough and flounced off upstairs to bed. I was angry but my wife didn’t seem to even notice that I was going and the whole experience left me overwhelmed with a storm of emotions whirling around inside me. Lying in bed I could hear the woman I love cumming repeatedly with another - and, let’s face it, a better - man. This went on for a further two hours. After what seemed an eternity, I heard the front door close and later, she came to bed and immediately - totally exhausted and sated - fell into a deep sleep. I remained awake all night with angry, frustrated thoughts whirling and crashing about in a hurricane of heightened emotions. I rose early and went out on my own for a walk with the storm in my head still raging. After a few hours I returned and tried to explain to my wife how I was feeling. We talked it through. Essentially, I learned my place the hard way. When Joseph was with her I was most definitely second best. It wasn’t a decision, conscious or unconscious, she was just lost in the lust of sex with a superior man. She described it later as a drug-like state which, after cumming many times, felt like she was high; floating about up there in the fluffy clouds. And only sex with Joseph could do this.
She said she would have stopped seeing Joseph if I’d wanted her to and sex with him might have stopped there but for two key things -
Firstly: I accepted my place and my place was well below that of Joseph - he was the alpha male able to give my wife what she needed but I couldn’t. In fact, with my agreement she told Joseph she wanted him to come round more often; I accepted that he deserved to fuck my wife whenever he wanted. I was even willing for him to use my wife more often than me if that was what he wanted.
Secondly: The idea of my just passively watching as my wife was submissive to this dominant man, cumming repeatedly for him was something I couldn’t cope with. However, I had an idea. Perhaps, if I was busy taking photographs and videoing the action it would transform the whole experience into one that I could really enjoy. Somehow it changed the whole experience; suddenly I had a role - that of recording the joy of my wife being fucked to orgasm repeatedly by a far more dominant, assertive man. I learned how to edit and process the videos and now almost constantly re-view and edit them. Lately I’ve been taking clips and building up new videos under themes, for example Submission, In Her Mouth, Up Her Arse and so on. I love doing this. I don’t tend to masterbate too much watching them as they are so exciting I don’t last long.
Once I’d learned to accept my place and was able to play some sort of less passive role I was much happier. My wife obviously loved being fucked regularly by a real man that could fully satisfy her and, of course Joseph loved it too. He said he’d never found such a willing and dirty slut as my wife and they both agreed that they brought the best ever sex out of each other. Joseph went on to regularly fuck my wife for several years, often with me videoing and photographing but sometimes I dropped her off at his place for a few hours. There were other black bulls before and after him but he remains the best, able to bring out the inner slut inside my wife.
6 months ago
