Chapter 3: The first night out in the wilds
The pulsating bassline of the club drove its vivacious rhythms through my throbbing skull, a cacophonous symphony of tribal drums and synthesized beats that seemed to draw me into its deadly embrace. As I watched Feli's nimble figure twist and twirl on the dance floor, her curves swaying hypnotically under the strobing, vivacious colored lights, I felt my heart begin to race.
The lustful expressions of the men who circled around her like hungry wolves in heat only added to my unease. My hands balled into fists at my side and my stomach churned with a conflicting cocktail of fear, jealousy, and confusion.
I stole quick glances at Janine from the corner of my eye, my mind screaming at me to intervene, to stop this seductive charade. My heart screamed at me to stay, as I didn't want to disappoint Feli.
But the demons in my head demanded that I put an end to this sick game. I grabbed Janine by the arm, digging my fingernails into her flesh, determined to escape.
"Janine! Stop this shit right now!" I hissed, my voice cracking with rage and nerve-wracking tension. "Feli didn't ask for this!"
Janine just laughed maniacally, a wicked glint in her eyes. "And neither did you, Delvin.
You didn't know how badly your wife wanted to feel the hardness of a strange man inside her, to be ravaged in front of you. You didn't know the thrill she gets out of your weakness, your cowardice," she hissed, yanking her arm loose from my grasp and grabbing my face firmly.
My heart skipped a beat, my mind reeling in shock from the unexpected cruelty and truth in her words.
"You will do whatever it takes to make your wife happy and I will make sure you follow along, you get that?" she asked with a dominant tone that sent a shiver down my spine. I was frozen and could only nod at Janine's dominance.
She held me in her grasp, and I saw the hunger in the eyes of the men around Feli. I felt defeated and dejected, but I knew I couldn't just leave. I loved Feli, and I wanted her to be happy. Janine's grip on my chin loosened, and she leaned in closer to my ear. "Good boy," she whispered seductively before releasing me and giving me an evil grin.
I was frozen and could only nod in submission to her dominant tone. Janine pointed towards the dance floor, where Feli was now completely surrounded by several men who eyed her body hungrily.
My stomach churned with trepidation as my heart raced. I couldn't just stand there and watch. My muscles tensed, my vision blurred, and my mouth felt drier than the Sahara desert. The music pulsed in my ears, yet I could barely hear it over the sound of my own heart.
I watched Feli dance, her curvy hips gyrating in time to the heavy beat. The men closing in on her. A surge of possessiveness bubbled deep within me, but I knew better than to intervene. Janine's earlier words, and the intense pressure in her grip left me no choice but to submit.
One after another, they danced with her, pulling her close and whispering things in her ear that turned her already pink cheeks a deeper shade of red. Her breathy giggles only seemed to embolden them, pulling them closer until the distance between them vanished.
My heart screamed in protest, my mind desperately trying to regain control of the situation. Janine, standing beside me, watched the scene unfold with a cruel, taunting smile on her lips.
"Look at your wife, Delvin," she sneered, her voice low and husky. "Isn't she a vision? So eager to please these strangers. So desperate to be filled."
I clenched my fists, my nails digging into my palms as I tried to keep my temper in check. "Shut up, Janine," I growled through gritted teeth. "Just shut the fuck up."
But she only laughed, the sound cold and mocking. "Oh, come now, Delvin. You can't deny the truth. You can't pretend that this doesn't excite you, just a little. After all, this is what you wanted, isn't it?". I shook my head in anger. Janine laughed.
Feli shyly looks to me, her cheeks flushed with a mix of embarrassment and arousal. I can see the pleading in her eyes, silently begging for my understanding and approval.
The sight of her, surrounded by all those men, each one eager to claim her as their own, ignites a fire of rage and fear within me.
After a while of dancing, the number of men surrounding Feli lessened, leaving just one, an attractive man with piercing green eyes, broad shoulders, and a smirk on his lips.
My heart raced, and I could feel my palms sweating as I watched the man dance intimately with my wife. His hand wandered over her curves, making her shiver in delight. I could see her biting her bottom lip, gazing into his eyes.
The guy took Feli's hand and lead her
away from the crowd. I was shaking and I could feel the rage building up inside me, but I couldn't leave Feli alone. Janine stood beside me, watching with amusement as I struggled to hold back my emotions. With a cruel smile, she took my hand aswell and we followed the couple closely, pushing through the throngs of writhing bodies.
I was afraid what would follow, afraid of the implications on our relationship. I hated that Feli was so selfish. That she didn't tell me anything.
When Janine and I reached the private room where Feli and the stranger disappeared into, Feli and the stranger were already engaged in a full-blown make-out session.
The stranger's hands were all over Feli, groping and squeezing her ass, while Feli moaned into his mouth, her arms wrapped around his neck.
My heart felt as if it was being stabbed repeatedly with a blunt knife. I felt like my world was crumbling down around me. This was too much. Too raw. Too real. I wanted to scream, to yell, to protest. But I couldn't find my voice.
Instead, I watched helplessly as Feli pushed the stranger's hand up her shirt, exposing her bra-covered breasts, and kissed him deeply, their tongues intertwining lustfully. My eyes were glued to the scene before me, Janine standing next to me, her arms reaching around me.
I could feel her heavy breaths on my ears and the smell of her intoxicating perfume. Watching Feli and the stranger together, their bodies writhing and grinding in an erotic dance, it was almost too much to handle.
With one last kiss, Feli pulled away from the stranger, her eyes blazing with desire. I watched as she stood up and slowly began to unbutton her top, peeling away each piece of fabric teasingly. The stranger's eyes never left hers as she exposed the white, lacy bra beneath. Feli didn't even look at me, maybe
she was too ashamed or too aroused but I felt like I was no longer in the picture. My cock was rock hard, painfully lodged against my zipper, but I found myself unable to move, unable to react. I watched as Feli unclasped her bra, letting it fall to the floor and revealing her erect pink nipples that stood at attention. The stranger wasted no time in diving in, his mouth latching onto one of her nipples while his other hand fondled her free breast.
Feli let out a loud moan, her body quivering in response. Janine moaned softly at that sight, still holding me tight - propably to prevent me from interfering.
Feli reached for the strangers pants
, and with a swift motion, undid the button and zipper. Without skipping a beat, she tugged them down, along with his boxers, leaving him in nothing but his t shirt.
He kicked them off to the side, and leaned in closer to Feli, their lips meeting in a deep, hungry kiss.
His hands roamed up and down her body, squeezing her breasts roughly and making her moan into his mouth.
He broke the kiss and trailed hot kisses down Feli's neck, sucking and biting on her soft skin. His cock, slick with pre-cum, was rock-hard and throbbing, begging for attention. Janine
moved her hand down to my bulging pant crotch and rubbed my canl around the head of my cock through the fabric. I groaned and gasped in anticipation as she continued her masterful touch. I could feel precum leaking out of me and staining my pants.
I had never been so turned on and furious at the same time, and I turned to Janine with desperation in my eyes.
"Janine, what's happening? What do I do?" I asked, my voice shaking and my memories of what Janine said earlier haunting me.
"I told you, Delvin. This is what Feli wants. And you have to learn to accept it," she replied, her tone uncaring and aggressive.
I clenched my fists, feeling my heart racing with frustration as I watched Feli and the stranger kiss passionately. I could feel Janine's fingers tracing the outline of my rock hard cock through the fabric of my pants, teasing me.
While moaning loudly from the strangers kisses, Feli's trembling hands slowly reached for his cock.
Without hesitation, she wrapped her fingers around the pulsating shaft of his erection.
I could feel my heart rate soar at the sight of my beautiful wife passionately touching another man. The stranger thrust his hips forward, enjoying the sensual embrace.
Felis hand slowly pumped up and down his thick cock as she rubbed one of her nipples with her free hand. Her moans grew louder and more intense, and I could see she was enjoying every moment of it. My frustration were getting the better of me, and I knew I couldn't hold back any longer. My legs shook and I felt like fainting. In that moment, the stranger let out a big groan and already shot his load, covering Feli's hand. Feli looked irritated and Janine laughed at the strangers fast orgasm. Feli barely had touched him and
now looked disgustedly at her hand covered with his release, then wiped it on a tissue on the table. The sight of her getting her hand covered in someone else's cum only added to my anger.
The stranger looked really embarassed
, stuttering some apologies as he tried to fix his misbuttoned pants. Feli just stood there, wiping off the rest of the sticky mess, and shook her head in disappointment.
"I guess that's what I get for picking you at random," she said, looking at the stranger with a disdainful sneer.
Janine burst into loud laughter and pulled me with her out of the room. I followed her blindly, still trying to process what had just happened.
Once we were back in the dimly lit club, Janine spun me around to face her.
"You're going to learn to deal with this, Delvin," she said, her eyes glinting with a dangerous mix of excitement and determination. "And I'm here to help you through it."
She moved closer, her lips brushing against my ear as she whispered, "I see the way you look at me. The way you respond to me. I know that deep down, you want this. You want to watch her pleasure other men. You want to be dominated.
You want to be a cuckold. Embrace it, and I will show you just what your wife is capable of." Janine's words rung through my head as I followed her back to the club's dancefloor, where we found Feli alone, quietly sipping on another drink. Looking embarassed and disappointed. Janine and I sat down and Janine patted Feli's arm.
Feli looked exhausted and disappointed from her earlier encounter. She didn't even look at me as she sipped on her drink, the remnants of the stranger's cum still staining her hand.
"Don't be disappointed Feli," Janine started "Who would have known that this dude was such a premature ejaculator? I bet he hasn't had sex in months, and he probably just blew his load way too soon. It's not your fault."
Feli looked up, a glimmer of hope returning to her eyes as she smiled softly at Janine. "Yeah, maybe you're right."
We all sat there in silence for a moment, taking everything in, the pulsating bassline of the club almost lulling me into a trance-like state.
"We will try again tomorrow" Janine said and stood up. My eyes widened and Feli smiled and nodded. We went home and I could not talk to Feli. Neither could she talk to me. I spent the night on the couch, thinking about everything. I hated what happened and was afraid what would follow - little did I know, this was just the beginning.