<p>In concert with a new blog post on my website, <a href="http://beccabellamy.net/naughty-cuckold-humiliation-ideas/" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">Deliciously Naughty Cuckold Humiliation Ideas</a>, I’ll be posting a new cuckold humiliation stories for each humiliating idea. It begins with the mild ideas and I’ll work my way up to the extreme humiliation play. Stick around and you’ll get to enjoy a whole lot of lovely stories as a member of the Femdom tier.</p><p><img data-media-id="37687588" src="/31/02/3102563e4639f840c5fabc279401de07e886e55dd9f590589428183860ae44b4.jpg"></p><p><strong>The Idea</strong>:</p><p>There’s some obvious danger with this one that you should consider, especially in modern workplaces. You don’t want to get your husband fired, after all. Still, it can be wonderfully humiliating for him if you seduce his boss, and there are multiple ways to do it.</p><p>You could seduce his boss without sharing the knowledge that you’re a hotwife and your husband is a cuckold. You could make him think that he’s fucking a cheating wife. You could tell him that he’s incredible, that he’s so much better than your husband. Then you share it all with your cuckold and he spends the rest of his work days knowing that his boss is well aware of his sexual shortcomings.</p><p>You could also seduce his boss and share the reality of your marriage with him. You could tell him that your cuckold husband’s small cock doesn’t satisfy you, that you want a powerful, strong, sexy man to fuck you. You could fuck your husband’s boss over and over and tell him that he doesn’t need to be shy about reminding your cuckold that he’s been fucking his wife.</p><p><strong>The Story</strong>:</p><p>You’ve always loved how flirty your wife is. It was flattering when she directed it at you all those years ago. It’s what lured you in and got you started down the road to marital bliss with her.</p><p>You find it thrilling when she flirts with other men, too. It’s almost always harmless. She likes the attention and almost all men love it when a beautiful woman shows them a little attention, so in the end everyone wins.</p><p>You can’t help but get excited when you watch her flirt. It leads to the kind of lusty, wild sex that you crave. You love to dive between her legs and go down on her after you’ve watched her chat up a handsome man. You love to plunge your cock into her wet pussy after you’ve gone down on her. You try your best not to notice that she doesn’t usually seem anywhere near as satisfied with the proceedings as you do.</p><p>You weren’t so thrilled when you watched your wife flirt with your boss, though. The first time it happened was at a company party. You went to the bathroom and when you came back your wife was engaged in a flirty, fun, laugh-filled conversation with your boss.</p><p>You saw the incidental touches. You saw her leaning closer. You were certain she was doing her best to flash a little cleavage at him. You saw him looking, too. It was working.</p><p>Normally, that sort of thing would drive you crazy with arousal. It would make you want to get home as quickly as possible. This was different, though. You didn’t want to risk your standing in the company. What if your boss found it off putting that your wife was openly flirting with him in front of the other employees? What if your coworkers looked at you differently after seeing your wife flirting with your boss?</p><p>Eventually, your beautiful wife excused herself and found her way back to you. She had a giddy smile on her face. She’d genuinely enjoyed herself.</p><p>“Your boss is very impressive,” she said. “It’s no wonder he’s so successful.”</p><p>“I don’t know if it’s a good idea to flirt with him,” you said. “Don’t you think that could get me fired or make it harder for me to get promoted?”</p><p>Your wife smiled at you and giggled a little. “Oh, honey, I think it will have the opposite effect.”</p><p>“How do you figure?”</p><p>Your wife leaned closer. You couldn’t help but stare at her cleavage, just as your boss had. “He likes me, honey. I’ll bet he’d take me up to his office and fuck me right now if I wanted him to.”</p><p>You weren’t quite sure what to say to that. If your wife was trying to shock you, she succeeded. You could hardly find your voice. You couldn’t help but quickly picture her on your boss’s desk with her legs spread and his cock filling her. You shook your head and tried your best to banish the image.</p><p>“Why don’t we go to your office?” she suggested before taking your hand and leading you away from the party.</p><p>As soon as your office door shut, your wife pressed you up against it and kissed you. She pulled up the bottom of her cocktail dress and yanked off her panties. You moved your hand between her legs and slipped two fingers into her soaking wet pussy. Something had your wife rather turned on. You tried not to think about her lurid little tease about your boss fucking her. You tried to imagine she was hot and bothered for you.</p><p>“Do you want to fuck me on your desk?” your wife asked as she stepped away from you, hopped on your desk, and spread her legs.</p><p>You unzipped your pants, pulled out your stiff cock, and moved between her legs. “Yes,” you answered.</p><p>She grabbed your cock and stroked it slowly. She held your gaze while guiding you inside her. You moaned as the warmth and overwhelming wetness of her cunt bathed your cock.</p><p>“Your pussy is perfect,” you said.</p><p>Your wife smiled and wrapped her legs around you. She pulled you closer. You fucked her on your desk.</p><p>“Do you think your boss has a big cock?” she asked in a low, lusty voice.</p><p>You groaned. The question was unexpected, but it was the surge of desire that you felt in your loins that was truly surprising. It was so overwhelming that you couldn’t hold back. You climaxed in your wife. You climaxed knowing that she was absolutely thinking about your boss’s cock while you were fucking her.</p><p>“Aren’t you a naughty boy?” she said as you pulled out and picked her panties up off the floor.</p><p>You felt embarrassed. You’d cum far too quickly and you’d cum as a result of your wife’s seeming lust for another man. You didn’t want to say anything and you definitely didn’t want to acknowledge that her comment about your boss’s cock had inspired your quick orgasm. Of course, not acknowledging it didn’t really change anything. She knew what had made you cum.</p><p><br></p><p>A few weeks later, your wife stopped by your office unannounced.</p><p>“Hey honey!” you said. You were surprised, but in an utterly delightful way. Your wife looked breathtakingly beautiful in a tight-fitting white dress with a thin black belt around the waist.</p><p>“Hey,” she said before leaning down to give you a quick kiss. “I just wanted to pop in and say hi.”</p><p>You were confused. Why would she drive all the way to your office just to pop in and say hello.</p><p>“Oh my gosh. Did I not tell you?” she said. “Michael invited me to lunch.”</p><p>“Wait, what? Why would my boss invite you to lunch?” you asked.</p><p>A naughty smile crossed your wife’s face as she said, “I told you, honey. He likes me.”</p><p>“Okay, sure. But why are you going to lunch with him? Just because he likes you doesn’t mean you have to accept his invitation.”</p><p>“You worry too much. I promise this will be good for your career.”</p><p>Your wife gave you a quick kiss on the cheek and headed down the hallway to your boss’s office. A few minutes later you saw them emerge. She had her arm linked with his. It sure looked like your wife was going on a date with your boss.</p><p>You couldn’t decide what bothered you the most: Was it the fact that your boss had asked your wife out on what was essentially a date, was it the fact that she had agreed, or was it the fact that you had half an erection as you sat at your desk and watched her walk out of the office with him?</p><p>It was a long lunch. Your boss didn’t come back for three hours. Your wife wasn’t on his arm when he did.</p><p>On his way down the hallway he popped his head into your office and said, “You’re a lucky man. If I was married to a woman like that I’d own this company by now.”</p><p>You didn’t say anything. You just watched him walk away while you wondered what happened at lunch, or even after lunch.</p><p>You texted your wife to ask her what happened. She offered an unhelpful response: “We had a lovely time.”</p><p>You called. She didn’t pick up. You couldn’t just up and leave work, but you didn’t get much done for the rest of the day.</p><p>You were packing up your briefcase at the end of the day when Michael popped his head into your office again.</p><p>“Tell your wife I’m looking forward to seeing her this weekend,” he said.</p><p>“Wait, what?” you said.</p><p>Your boss gave you a genuinely sympathetic look and then smiled before walking away.</p><p><br></p><p>“What’s going on with you and Michael?” you asked as soon as you got home.</p><p>“He fucked me,” your wife said. “He’s going to fuck me again this weekend, and he’s likely going to fuck me quite a bit in the coming months.”</p><p>Your head spun. Your knees felt weak. You saw your boss’s smile again. You saw that sympathetic look.</p><p>“What did you tell him?” you asked.</p><p>She must have told him something. Why would Michael have basically admitted that he’d fucked your wife if she hadn’t told him something?</p><p>“Oh, honey,” your wife said as she approached. Her fingers moved down your shirt and between your legs. She grasped your cock, which was more excited than you wanted it to be. “Don’t pretend you’re not excited by this. I think we both know you are.”</p><p>“What did you tell him?”</p><p>“I told him that my husband doesn’t satisfy me. I told him that my husband’s cock isn’t quite big enough and that he tends to cum too quickly. I told him that I need a strong, powerful, successful man to satisfy me. I told him that I needed someone to meet my needs and that my husband was on board with me stepping outside my marriage to find that person. I told him that his cock was the solution to our marital issues. He agreed.”</p><p>Your cock was hard as your wife openly humiliated your skills as a lover. She unzipped your pants and wrapped her fingers around your bare, erect flesh. She stroked you skillfully. She made you moan with her gentle touch.</p><p>“I told him you’d be excited when I gave you all the details of our afternoon tryst. I told him that your underwhelming cock would throb when I informed you that another man had fucked me in our marital bed.”</p><p>Your cock throbbed, just as your wife said it would. It throbbed painfully in her hand. It throbbed as she stroked you.</p><p>“He said he’s looking forward to seeing you this weekend,” you said softly.</p><p>“I’m sure he is. I’m an exceptionally skilled lover, after all. I’m quite certain he hasn’t fucked someone like me in a very long time. I’m quite certain I’ll be in his dreams tonight.”</p><p>You couldn’t help but be aroused by her absolute confidence. You knew she was right. You knew you’d married an exceptionally talented, sexy woman. You didn’t know she found you so underwhelming in bed, though.</p><p>She released your erection and looked deep into your eyes. “Put your cock away,” she said. “I’m only making one man cum today.”</p><p>You stood there for a few moments before tucking your cock back into your pants and zipping up. It seemed like a poor choice to masturbate in the middle of your foyer and you were certain your wife wasn’t going to offer you an orgasm.</p><p><br></p><p>It’s Saturday night. Your wife looks breathtaking in a black lace bodystocking, black stockings, and a black satin robe with lace trim.</p><p>Normally, that outfit would be for your benefit. Normally, you’d be the one to untie the robe and let it fall to the floor before you pulled her close for a kiss. Normally, your cock would be the one entering her.</p><p>Your life has changed though. You’re about to experience your new normal. Your wife is dressed like that for your boss.</p><p>“You needn’t worry, honey,” your wife says as she sits down next to you. The soft satin brushes against the bare skin of your forearm.</p><p>“I don’t know how you can say that,” you respond.</p><p>“Your boss is fucking your wife,” she replies. “I know it’s hard to believe, but this is going to be good for your career. He’s going to want to keep fucking me, which means he needs to see that you do well at work.”</p><p>You can see the wisdom behind what she’s saying, but it still strikes you as insanely risky.</p><p>“Plus, I wasn’t lying. I need this. I need more than you can give me. I need a strong, successful man to fuck me. I need to feel his body on top of mine. I need to feel his cock inside me. I need something that you can’t give me, that you’ve never really been able to give me. This way, we both benefit.”</p><p>You sigh. You’re not sure you can get on board with this. It seems far too crazy to be a good plan.</p><p>“Plus, I think we both know this excites you. I think we both know that as you sit out here and listen to another man fuck me in our bed, your dick is going to be hard as a rock. You have my permission to masturbate while he fucks me if you’d like. I’ll leave the door open so you can hear it all.”</p><p>“Okay,” you say softly. You could deny that you’ll do it, but you know you’d be lying.</p><p>“I thought so,” your wife says.</p><p>Your fate is sealed. Your boss is going to fuck your wife tonight and many nights afterwards. Your boss is going to be the one satisfying her needs. You’re both going to know that every single day. You’re going to have to deal with that every single day.</p><p>If only your cock wasn’t already throbbing. If only your wife was wrong. She’s not, though. This arouses you. This thrills you. This drives you crazy with lust.</p>