A Humiliated Husband

The Masochistic fantasies of a husband in a vanilla marriage.

Monday, June 18, 2012

My First Love

OK, now clean up your mess
I went to the football game alone and when I saw a seat next to a girl I knew named Carol I asked to sit. She said she was saving it for her friend who was in the drill team so I could sit there until halftime was over. We said very little as I was far to intimidated to make small talk with a girl and she seemed uninterested in me. When Mary came up to her seat, she told me not to leave and she sat on my lap. The two girls talked as if I wasn't there, each pointing out good looking boys in the stands to each other. As they talked and laughed and whispered in each other's ear Mary kept rooting herself in my lap and I kept hoping she didn't feel the erection that was growing in my pants. Although they were ignoring me, Mary had her arm around my neck and she kept caressing the back of my neck in what I could only think of as sensual.

They both accepted a ride home with me rather than calling Carol's parents to pick them up but when I dropped off Carol, Mary said she didn't fell like going home yet. When I admitted that I didn't know of a good place to park she directed me to one she knew of close by. I was too shy to make the first move and she led the way as we made out. When I finally got the nerve to put my hand under her sweater I was in heaven. Oh my God I'm finally getting to first base with a girl. Of course, I was too clumsy to get her bra undone so she reached around and unhooked it herself. She directed my mouth to her nipple and as I suckled her, she rubbed her fingers through my hair. "She said, You're a virgin aren't you?" I tried to deny it but she said, "Don't fib to me I can tell when you're fibbing." I admitted that I had never been with a girl before. She seemed to like that, she pulled my head over to her breast again. She started cooing, "That's good baby, you're my little virgin. That's OK I'll teach you to be my special lover. She then said it was time for her to get home so we left. After I drove her home she gave me one more kiss and hopped out of the car and I swear I think she skipped up to her door.


The next day at school when I looked for her I noticed she sat with the A group, 
the people I wouldn't have the nerve to talk to
 unless they talked first.  I don't think she knew who I was at
first and I'm sure she didn't remember my name but she was nice to me.  I
asked her if I could talk to her, she stood and took my hand, and we went
for a walk.  I was holding a girls hand in school and I was sure this meant
she loved me too.  I asked her out for Friday night and she told me she had
to go to the football game.  She said she went to all the games even the
away games like this one.  Then I asked if I could take her to the game,
she said she was already going with a bunch of friends.  I think my face
fell, I know my heart was breaking.  She looked at me, "That's alright Boo
Boo, why don't we go out Saturday Night?" Just like that she restored my
world.  We made a date for Saturday night to go to the drive in.  Ah, the
drive in movies was the teenager's dream date.  It was cheap, if you were
lucky, you could get laid in your back seat, and if not, at least you could
watch the movie.

 
   She came up to me Friday at school and invited me to her house Saturday
morning.  She said we could be together all day that way.  I was knocking
on her door by 10 in the morning.  She opened the door wearing baby doll
pajamas, oh god did she look sexy.  Well, yeah, her hair was in rollers and
no makeup but I swear I could see her boob through the gauzy material of
her PJ's.  I remember thinking she looked like Giget in her 'Baby Dolls'.
She told me her mother was at work.  She said we could be together after
she did her housework and if I helped, she would be done sooner.  So here I
was on a Saturday doing housework.  This was yet another thing I was a
virgin at, but she would show me what to do and I would do it.  After we
did her chores, she took me to her bedroom and made me a man.  She knew
just what to do.  First, she took off her pajamas and just let me feast on
her body, she seemed to really enjoy this.  She actually posed for me like
a centerfold.  This was not the first live naked girl I had seen but it was
the first one with curves.  Oh my god did she have curves, she was not like
the skinny little girls I grew up with, she had big boobs , a big belly and
a huge butt.  Do you think I cared?  She looked like Marilyn Monroe to me.
Next, she told me to get undressed and I tore off my clothes.  She said
what did I just teach you about folding clothes you fold them right.  I
picked up my clothes and did what she told me.  She told me to lay down on
her little twin bed.  She sat next to me and offered me her breast, as I
nursed her (this is how it felt to me) she started to play with me.  I
pulled off of her nipple and said, no sighed would be a better word, "You
have to stop or I am going to shoot off." She pulled me back to her breast
and said, "That's alright come on my little Boo Boo let me see your little
thing spurt." That was it, I came, and it did just spurt and spurt some
more.  She caught it all in her hand.  "The first thing you have to learn
when you are with me is, when you spurt you have to do your housework, you
have to clean up your mess." And with that she stuck her finger into my cum
and rubbed it on my lips.  " Come on, open up for Mama, and then stuck her
finger in my mouth." I was pissed "I can't do that, I can't eat that." "Oh
yes you can, you listen here if you want to spurt you nasty stuff around me
you have to clean it up." Then she fed me my whole load and even had me
lick her hand clean.  "Now go wash your face so we can kiss again.  Hurry
back."
 
   When I got back, she was laying on the bed with her legs open.  She
said, "I want to make love to you but I wanted you to last longer so if I
made you spurt first then you will last longer.  Now I will teach you how
to please me, come closer." She took my head and placed at her slit. 
"First kiss right here, this is my button, I like it when you kiss here."
Then she pushed my head down "You may lick me here, that's right, oh Boo
Boo you are doing such a good job.  Now back to my button, go ahead put in
your mouth and suck, gentle not so hard oh yes that's a good boy."

   Let me interrupt my tale to tell you why she called me Boo Boo.  She
caught the name from a cartoon show called 'Yogi Bear' that had a bear
named Boo Boo in it.  She thought he was cute and I think she thought my
ineptness reminded her of Boo Boo.  It was always humiliating to me when
she called me that in front of her friends but that didn't stop her from
doing it.  She even got me a stuffed Boo Boo that she made me carry in my
car.  OK back to her bedroom.

   I don't know how many times she got off (I didn't even know girls got
off) but when she was ready she pulled me up and I started to mount her. 
After a few miscues on my part, she told me to lie down and then she
mounted me.  Hallelujah, that was that, I finally got to put it inside of a
girl.  I still didn't last too long.  She looked down at me, "You did good
Boo Boo, but now you have to do your housework she slid up and put her
pussy right on my mouth.  "You clean all of your nasty stuff out.  I don't
want to get pregnant." Here she was, what I thought was a woman of the
world was just a naive kid like me.  She was sure that oral sex made good
birth control and would clean all of the sperm out of her womb (so it
should come as no surprise she ended up pregnant but that is another
story). When she felt I was done she made me go wash my face again before
she would kiss me. 


   This was how I spent most of my Saturdays during my junior year.  It
seemed like she humiliated me more every week but I didn't care I was
getting sex and I was in heaven.  All of this just instilled in me that
humiliation was a turn on and it has affected me my whole life.

   The summer after my junior year of high school, I got a job.  I was
elated; finally, I would be able to earn some money.  I would be able to
adorn my love, my Princess with gifts.  She was not so happy, "What am I
supposed to do while you're at work?" Then she came up with the idea of
taking me to work so she could have my car while I worked.  What could I
say?  I could never say no to her so it was arranged.  We would be together
during the day.  We would go to the beach or to the park and even better;
if her mother wasn't home we would go to her house and make love.
 
   When it was time to go to work my love would take me and then pick me up
after work.  She was always late, I would be sitting out front of work
waiting sometimes over a hour.  I would get worried, has she been in a
wreck, is she sick?  What could be taking her so long?  Then she would pull
into the parking lot, my heart would soar and I would be on top of the
world again.

   After about a month of this, I bumped into my friend who lived close to
Mary.  He said.  "I have to tell you, I've  seen your car around with
your girl and Frank R.  When I first saw it, I thought it was you, but with
Frank being so big there was no mistaking it.  The thing I noticed was she
was sitting right next to him.

   My world came crashing down.  I went home, my mom even noticed, what is
wrong she wanted to know.  What could I tell her?  I told my mom everything
was all right and went to bed to stare at the ceiling all night.  The next
morning I called Mary and said I had to see her.  She could tell I was
upset so when I got to her house she came running out to meet me.  She
hoped in and gave me a kiss and I drove to our parking spot

   I told her what I had heard.  All I could say was, "Are you leaving me?"
I was trying not to cry, almost sobbing but still trying to hold it back. 
She smiled at me, "I could never leave you.  You're my little Boo Boo." She
pulled up her sweatshirt and took out her breast I automatically put my
mouth around her nipple.  She ran her fingers through my hair as I sucked.
She said, "I just go with Frank because he excites me.  Do you understand?
I could never let him be my boyfriend like you but he is fun to be with.  Can
you be all right with that?  I hope so because I would hate to lose you but
I am not giving up Frank." I said, "But everybody sees you two in my car
and that is so humiliating" "I know it is but he doesn't have a car.  Do
you want me to take the bus?" She said this with an indignant look on her
face, of course, I said no, and everything went back to the way it was.

   But now that I knew about her other lover she would tell me everything
about what they did together.  The she started having me do Frank's
'housework for him'.  She said, "That mean boy won't clean his nasty stuff
out of me when he done.  Boo Boo won't you do it for me?  It will be just
like you cleaning your own so what is the difference.  " What could I do? I
could never say no to my Princess.  So every night she would pick me up
after work and first thing, we would go to our place and I would lick her
clean.  The thing I didn't understand at the time was all this was so
humiliating yet I would get so turned on while licking the 'nasty stuff' of
another boy out of my Princess.

   I really don't have to end this story you already know the ending.  Yet
maybe some of you are as dense as I was, so I will tell you.  Overall, I
had a wonderful summer, of course, I ended up a cuckold, but back then, I
had never heard of the word let alone know what it meant.  In the end she
left me, (you knew she would) my heart was broken.  My senior year was a
dreary walk through the fog of depression.  I wish now I had looked back on
my first love as a training session as that was what it was.  I loved the
sex, she knew just how to bring me along, first teasing then taunting.  She
taught me 'ladies first' and I have used that lesion well.

   After losing my first love I finally had to look around at my life, I
had ignored everything except her.  Now I was noticing there were more
girls than just her available to me and as I began to date again, I became
the one to show them the ways of enjoyment.
    
Next installment: My first Marriage

4 comments:

sissy wife said...

Wow true story? If so thank you for sharing!

Herboitoy said...

Yes this and the previous one are both true and more to come

cliveskink said...

Wow - that was an early introduction to cuckolding! I think I must have been in my 40s before I even heard that word. Clive has had a very sheltered life!

Herboitoy said...

Believe me I knew nothing of the word cuckold, in fact I thought I was the only boy in the world who was being humiliated in such a way. I lived in constant fear of my mates finding out how pussy-whipped I was.