TITLE    : The Cuck, His Wife and Her Lover
STORYID  : the-cuck-his-wife-and-her-lover_2002
SUMMARY  : Andrew's affair with Laryssa is driving husband crazy.
AUTHOR   : tripleg24@lit
DATE     : 2002-08-29
CATEGORY : loving-wives
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<i>Recommended reading before this one: 1)Marriage Manipulation, 2)Moving to the Basement Ch. 3 and 3)Keeping Andrew Happy.  This story is the fourth variation on the cuckold theme, involving Andrew, his best friend Daniel and Daniel's wife, Laryssa.</i>



Andrew saw Daniel and his wife Laryssa through the window at Burger King.  "Must be my lucky day."  Thought Andrew.  He was just thinking about his best friend and more importantly, his hot wife.  Andrew had much to discus with Daniel, but right now, he was horny, and decided to make a little appearance.



Andrew came in and sat right beside Laryssa, making Daniel twitch.  Daniel knew all of his friends were here, and the thought of being cuckolded again in front of them was too humiliating to endure.  He asked Andrew to leave, but before he could say anything, Andrew took his thick index finger, dipped it into Laryssa's ketchup pile and stuck it in her mouth.  She sucked all the ketchup of his finger and sucked it down, looking him in the eye and giggling like a schoolgirl.  Andrew pulled his finger out and kissed her gently on the lips, causing her to instinctively wrap her arms around his neck, kissing him back.  His hands were rubbing her stomach and squeezing her tits at the same time, and within seconds the manager of the restaurant came out and asked them to cool it, as this was a family restaurant.  Laryssa and Andrew laughed and looked at Daniel, Andrew giving him a wink and smirk that made Daniels' blood boil.  But what could he do?  He had already been beaten up in front of his wife, pissed on and forced to lick his shitty asshole.  The one thing Daniel asked Andrew not to do was humiliate him in public, as that would be going to far.  He was willing to accept everything else, no matter how hard it was for him.  Now Andrew was taking this too far.  Something had to be done.  Daniel had to speak up.



"This has gone to far." Daniel said with authority.  "Everyone just saw you two all over each other in Burger King, for Pete's sake.  What the fuck are you two doing to me?"



"We can't help it, honey." Laryssa responded.  "We just can't help it."



"Actually she can't help it" Andrew jumped in.  "I'm content with keeping it my pants for you buddy, but your tight little bride is all over my stick every time she sees me.' Andrew said with a smirk, stuffing his dirty thumb in Laryssa's mouth as he talked.  "What can I say, you're wife wants me more than she does you."]



"Andrew, you were supposed to be my best friend.  What did I ever do to you that would make you steal my wife away from me like this."



"Hey, I never did anything.  I was sure your wife hated my guts, man I heard every word she said about me behind my back.  She called me a sweaty, disgusting, filthy loser.  Now she takes 10 minutes out of her day every night to bury her nose in my armpits.  You want a fuckin explanation, ask her, dude."



"I just can't help it honey.  He smells so good, he tastes so dirty, and those lips&hellip;.oh, those lips.  Ugh, I could suck on them for hours!"



"You told me you hated the way he smelled."



"Something happened.  If he hadn't stopped humiliating you all the time, maybe I wouldn't have noticed him, but I just can't help it.  I love fucking your best friend.  I love how he fucks me, how he uses me, and how he makes me come back to you every night well fucked.  I love being his little whore."



Sure enough, most people around us heard the conversation, and people were laughing and pointing at Daniel.  Andrew was once the tag-along&#x2014;the guy you didn't want to get stuck with at a party, and now he was fucking the hottest young blond in the neighborhood, despite her husband being his best friend.  They gloated and basked in their affair, and seemed to fuck harder when they were humiliating Laryssa's husband.  Laryssa would create contests and games, promising the winner a blowjob or fuck, and Daniel would come up short every time.  Andrew would wrestle Daniel in his backyard when Laryssa was home on purpose, just to show off his prowess, as well as need to show her his power over her husband.  Sometimes he would beat Daniel so bad, that Daniel would have no choice to give up.  This would always fuel Andrew's ego, and would usually end up with Daniel getting pissed on, or Laryssa taking a mouthful of cum in front of Daniel's face.  



Daniel drove the two lovers back to his place, where they made out in the back seat the entire ride.  Once they reached home, Laryssa told Daniel to do some grocery shopping, and to not disturb them when he returned.  Daniel seized the opportunity to think things over.  How far was he willing to let this go?  How much could he be put through?  How much did Laryssa matter to him?  Was Daniel's tolerance of what was happening a result of his ego, or the fact that he was losing her to his best friend the bigger issue?  Was this really about Laryssa at all, or did it all come down to Andrew's dominance over him?  Too many questions, too few answers.  The only thing he knew for sure was that his wife was cheating on him with his best friend openly, and he had allowed it all to happen.  



Driving home with the car full of groceries, Daniel realized what he needed to do.  He needed to put his foot down, showing them who was the boss around here.  It was his wife Andrew was fucking, and hit was his home he was fucking her in!  Daniel could allow himself to be walked all over on no longer.  He would force his wife to choose between Andrew and Daniel.  It was the only sane thing to do.



No it wasn't.  Daniel knew the truth.  He knew his wife well, and he knew Andrew even better.  He knew Andrew wasn't getting any on his own, despite his massive cock.  He knew Laryssa had a sexual appetite that Daniel couldn't compete with.  He knew how his wife and best friend had felt about each other.  And if it came down to Daniel or Andrew, she was going to choose Andrew.  Those were the facts, and that was the truth.



And the truth hurt.



He would have to put up with it.  He couldn't loose the love of his life.  So what if she had a boyfriend on the side.  So what if she was sleeping with his best friend?  He could learn to live with it, couldn't he?  Daniel pondered this as he entered the house, groceries in both hands.  He empted the bags and walked over to the bedroom, ease dropping on Andrew and Laryssa's conversation, the door closed before him.  They were planning the revelation of their affair on national television&#x2014;the Jerry Springer show!



At this point, Daniel had lost his cool.  Broadcasting their love and Daniel's cuckoldry on the Springer show would have been sexually gratifying for them, but there would be no going back for Daniel after that.  No one would look at him the same again.  



Daniel barged into the bedroom, stunning both Laryssa and Andrew, who were naked and cuddling in each other's arms.  Daniel jumped on the bed smacked the baseball cap of his head, which got Andrew's attention right away.  "So, you wanna fight again, motherfucker?" Andrew laughed, pushing Daniel of the bed.  Andrew got up and walked over to Daniel, who also rose.  They stared at each other face-to-face, eye-to-eye.  Only Andrew was completely naked and sweaty, his fat cock dangling between his legs, fresh hickeys and lipstick stuck to his neck.  



" How many times to I have to beat you down before you stay down, huh?" said Andrew to Daniel.



"Fuck you, Andrew, you were supposed to be my friend.  This has got to end.  Now."



"So leave, then.  No one wants you around anyways.  Your wife and I want to be together.  If you got a problem with that, why don't you just leave."



"No, this is my house&#x2014;my life!  That's my wife!"



"Listen, you little wimp, I don't have time for this shi&#x2014;"



"No, listen Andrew.  I've been thinking, and well, if she wants you, I can accept that"



"Really, wimp?"



"Really." Daniel began, looking down in defeat.  He turned to Laryssa and continued.  "But then I want a clear divorce.  No scandal, no more disgrace, no more humiliation.  Cut me loose.  I'll get out of your life."



"Not so fast, buddy.  It doesn't have to be this way."



"What do you mean?"



Laryssa decided to speak, finally.  "Honey, you know I love you, but what I have with Andrew, it's not love.  It's sex.  Pure, animalistic, amazing sex.  He fucks me good, he fucks me raw, but most importantly, he fucks me.  But that's all.  I don't love him, and he doesn't love me.  We don't want to stop seeing each other, but I don't' want to lose you either.  Do you understand so far?"



"Yeah, I do."



"Can you live with that then, honey" Laryssa said to Daniel with loving innocent eyes.  "I don't want us to lose our marriage.  We're so good together.  But honey, you can't compete with me in bed, you've even admitted that."  Andrew started to chuckle before Laryssa threw a pillow at him.  "Andrew can give me so much more than you can, but outside of the bedroom, I'm all yours."



"You better take that deal wimp." Andrew said as he walked back into bed with Laryssa, grabbing her and caressing her ass, his lips kissing her neck.  "That's the best offer you're gonna get."



Most men would have left at that point.  Daniel, however, had too much pride, and shook his head in agreement, making Andrew laugh out loud.  Daniel made the ridiculous choice of staying.  He couldn't give up on his marriage, and he felt a little secure in the knowledge that if his wife was fucking anyone else besides him, it was his best friend.  Admitting this to himself, Daniel shocked the both of them by asking if he could watch them fuck sometime.  Laryssa and Daniel giggled to each other and reluctantly agreed, kissing each other in the process.  Daniel watched them kiss and found his erection hardening.  He seemed to like the fact that his wife was cheating on him with his own best friend.  To add insult to injury that "best friend" was once Laryssa's most hated man, and to see her sucking her cock with reckless abandon really made Daniel hard.  The smirk that Andrew gave Daniel as he rammed his smelly cock in and out of her mouth, the mushroom head dancing on her pouty lips, was a big turn on.  



ONE WEEK LATER



Being subjected to ass-rimming and ball licking was not above Daniel, as he was getting more and more comfortable with it as the days went by.  He barely talked to Laryssa anymore.  With in a week, Daniel was fully subservient to anything Andrew told him.  Sure, Daniel put on many of his "I'm not gonna do that shit" outbursts, but in the end, Andrew would just remind him that he'd be embarrassing himself by denying what he wants and what he is.  A sissy boy wimp cuckold, defeated at the hands of the neighborhood loser.



Andrew made Daniel take pictures of Laryssa licking Andrew's toes, shaving his balls and smelling his armpits.  He was forced to hold Andrew's cock whenever Andrew needed to piss, and wipe his ass whenever Andrew took a shit, and this was when Laryssa wasn't there.  When she was, Daniel was the obedient cuckold, doing whatever either of them wanted, which ranged from cooking diner to getting slapped in the face by Andrew's monster tool.  Sometimes they would call up Daniel at work and make him listen to them fuck at home, and Laryssa would say the most disgusting things, like where she was licking him, how she chewed on his cum.  The worst time was when the three of them were at one of Laryssa's friend's parties, and Andrew made Daniel tell all her friends that Andrew had the bigger cock between them.  This put Andrew in the good books with Laryssa's friends, most of which Andrew wanted to bone.  Andrew would interrupt Daniel whenever he was spotted with his friends and tell them all about Daniel's little adventures, which made Daniel lose a lot of friends really fast.  But Daniel was persistent; he was not willing to give up.  He was not willing to lose the marriage.  He was not willing to lose his wife.  He was not willing to lose&hellip;period.



So the game kept going.  Andrew would fuck Laryssa hard in the front porch, which no one could really see unless you stared hard.  Still, Daniel wouldn't leave.  Daniel's tongue started to taste like shit from cleaning Andrew's shitty ass, but Daniel wouldn't budge.  Even when Laryssa tied up Daniel to a chair, put the chair at the foot of their bed and rode Andrew like a rodeo, Daniel just would not go away.  



Concerned for their friend, Daniel came home one day to find his friends waiting for him in the living room.  It was a little intervention, with Daniel's buddies trying to talk some sense into him.  They screamed and shouted, stressing the point they were making, that Daniel had to leave Laryssa.  That she found someone else, and he had t move on.  They couldn't make Daniel understand that by tagging along with his wife and boyfriend, he was humiliating himself.  Daniel wouldn't listen to reason though, and dismissed all of their concerns.



Daniel awoke later that day to Laryssa's screams, begging Andrew to fuck her hard, harder, fast, faster.  He listened to their bed creek and squeak.  He tried hard to ignore his wife's cries for more, and tried not to take it personally when she screamed how it was the best cock she ever had.  He didn't make eye contact when a sweaty, smelly Andrew came downstairs and sat beside him on the couch, wearing only his boxers.  Andrew put his arm around Daniel and asked how life was treating him.  Daniel sarcastically replied that it "couldn't be better."  Andrew smiled at Daniel, watched Laryssa walk down the stairs, limping a little.  Daniel saw the limp and knew it was the result of a good fuck, making him hard and sick at the same time.  Laryssa told Daniel to get her a beer, and Andrew told him he needed one too.  Daniel sighed, looked at the lovers kissing passionately and went to the kitchen.  When he returned, Laryssa had her face buried in Andrew's crotch, and Andrew winked at him and smiled. 



Daniel knew his friends were right.  He knew they were only trying to help him, and he realized he had to leave.  He watched Laryssa bob her head back and forth on Andrew's big tool, with Andrew's hands grabbing her hair and pulling it with each thrust his waist gave her mouth.  He grabbed his car keys, walked out of the house and looked at Laryssa and Andrew one last time before he closed the door.



"See ya guys, have a good life." He said, shedding a tear as he left.



"Whatever dude, you'll be back." Responded Andrew, smirking as the door closed.

