As soon as he came down, Tariq went and stood behind her back, gently massaging her shoulders.
“Ummm...” Aisha moaned opening her eyes.
“All done Tariq?” Aisha asked.
“Yes Ma’am.” Tariq replied.
“Good. You did well today Tariq. I am proud of you.” Aisha said, making Tariq feel very happy.
“Thank you Ma’am.” Tariq said.
Aisha sat there for a little longer as Tariq continued to rub her shoulders.
“I think it’s time for us to go home now.” Aisha got up. “Thanks for everything Rachel and Linda.”
“It was our pleasure,” replied Linda.
“See you in two weeks,” called out Rachel, “and remember that will be your 3rd party, so you have decide if you want to be sponsored.”
“Don’t worry, I won’t forget.” Said Aisha, as she and Tariq closed the door behind them.
“Phew! I never knew sex could be so exhausting,” Aisha told Tariq as she got into the car and collapsed in her seat.
Tariq drove home in silence. His mind abuzz with all that he had experienced that day.
When they got home a couple of hours later, Aisha went straight up to their room, stripped off her clothes and fell into bed. Tariq joined her a few minutes later.
“Tariq, sweetie, I sure could use another one of your wonderful pussy massages. They feel amazing after I have been fucked so intensely.” Aisha lay in bed with her hands behind her head, eyes closed.
“Of course Ma’am,” Tariq said automatically as Aisha pulled up the cover to her waist, and spread her legs and Tariq positioned himself between then.
As soon as he got close to Aisha’s pussy, Tariq realized something was amiss. Aisha had not bathed and while there was no fluid present, Tariq could smell piquant aroma of Aisha’s sex mixed with that of Ty. For a moment Tariq held back, forcing himself to overcome his distaste of what he was about to do.
Aisha was aware of Tariq’s hesitation, but kept quiet, waiting to see how her husband would react. This was one of the key tests that had been recommended by Rachel and Linda, and if he went through with the giving Aisha oral sex, it would be strongest indication that Tariq had accepted his beta male status.
Slowly, Tariq flicked Aisha’s pussy lips with the tip of his tongue, and was surprised to taste the salty mixture of Ty and Aisha’s sex. And even though he was feeling repulsed, he finally dove in with his usual gusto, making Aisha smile with joy. Such was her joy that she orgasmed strongly, despite being dead tired. Aisha’s reactions of joy drove Tariq to abandon all caution and give pleasure as best as he could, it made him feel wanted and sexually useful.
By the time Aisha had orgasmed and Tariq came up, his mouth and nose were full of the taste and smell of his wife’s coupling with Ty. And he had to admit that it was not as bad as he had thought it would be, still it was not something he hoped to experience often. As opposed to Aisha who had every intention of making him experience that and a whole lot more as much as possible. And now that she was sure that Tariq was on his way, she had no intention of backing down.
As soon as Tariq had taken his place in bed, Aisha turned away from him and pretended to fall asleep. In fact she was thinking about how the day had gone, and she felt a happy glow at how well things had come along so far. Tariq seemed to be accepting his new position quite well, and she was sure that for her there really was no turning back. And making it appear that Tariq himself had the choice of whether or not to proceed was a stroke of genius, as he could not complain about being forced into a situation he did not like.
At the same time, Tariq too was lost in his thoughts, a jumble of conflicting emotions ranging from acceptance to fear. Fear that he was somehow not being a real man. But at the same time his observations of the other hubbies told him clearly that they were all very happy with their emasculation, yet at the same time, they were all very successful. Jim, Tom, and many others were living proof of that. All were at the top of their respective professions, indeed some would call them leaders. The one Tariq could agree with and understand completely was their overwhelming desire to do anything that would make their wives happy. And with that thought Tariq contently fell asleep, with his wife and her lover’s taste still in his mouth.
As per their new weekend routine, Tariq served Aisha breakfast in bed. After that he ran her a hot bath when she asked him to while she ate. Then he did the laundry, and prepared dinner, while Aisha went over to Linda’s where Rachel, and Marie were joining them for lunch.
“I’d like some veggie lasagne for dinner tonight,” Aisha told Tariq as he headed for the kitchen after he had finished hand washing her dress and panties.
“Yes, Ma’am.” Tariq said.
“Oh and pick up a bottle of vintage red wine for dinner as well,” Aisha added.
“Yes Ma’am”. Tariq nodded.
The afternoon was one of excited chatter and banter between the friends, punctuated with serious discussions on a wide range of subjects. Aisha found herself liking the older women immensely, and they in turn liked her a lot, and had taken her under their collective wing to help guide her.
“You are nearly there, Aisha.” Remarked Marie after being told by about the previous nights oral sex experience.
“Yeah, I think Tariq is now over the hump.” Added Rachel confidently.
“So have you thought about what he will say to your sponsor?” Asked Linda.
“Well, Linda,” began Aisha, “I have been giving it some thought, and came to the conclusion that I would simply tell him to speak to Jim, Tom or Bruce about getting their views on what he should say, then he could tell me and I would critique him.”
“That’s a great idea.” Said Linda. “Tell Tariq to come over and talk to Bruce sometime next week. I’ll give Bruce the heads up.”
“Soon you’ll have him eating out of your hand, or more likely drinking out of your pussy.” Laughed Rachel, and they all joined her.
“Won’t that be something?” Said Linda.
“Yes it would, I can’t wait.” Said Aisha licking her lips, almost panting at the thought.
Later that evening as they were having dinner, Aisha broached the subject of sponsorship.
“So Tariq, do you think you would like to get sponsored to join the Cuckold’s Circle?” Aisha asked, sipping her red wine appreciatively.
“Yes darling, I think we should join.” Tariq replied thoughtfully.
“You really mean that?” Aisha looked at Tariq, her eyes sparkling with joy.
“Yes darling, I think do.” Tariq replied, looking back into Aisha’s lovely eyes.
“You think you do? How much evidence do you need? Do you still think that you can take better care of me in bed with that little pecker of yours??” Aisha asked, her tone a mixture of annoyance and exasperation, taunting Tariq.
“No No Ma’am,” Tariq added immediately, “of course I am completely sure it is the right for you.”
“No it’s the right thing for us!” Aisha said forcefully.
“Yes, it is the right thing for us, Ma’am.” Tariq agreed.
“You do understand what it all means, don’t you?”Aisha asked.
“I have a fair idea, and I think it is the right thing for us.” Tariq replied.
“But darling, you also understand that not all rules of the Circle have been revealed to you, and that some, indeed most will only be shared over time after you join?” Aisha pointed out.
“Yes Aisha, I do. The hubbies have explained that to me, they are quite cryptic and refer to the rules, but never what they are.” Tariq explained. “And if they are OK with them, I don’t see any reason why would have any problems.”
“I am glad you think that way.” Aisha smiled.
“Now have you thought about what you are going to say to our sponsor?” Aisha asked.
“Well I have some ideas, but I am not sure if they are enough.” Tariq replied.
“Why don’t you talk to Bruce?” Aisha said. “He might be able to give you some input.”
“Not a bad idea, that. I think I will.” Tariq said.
That night as they went to bed, Aisha asked for and received a wonderful back massage, followed by even better oral sex that took her to orgasm. Then to Tariq’s surprise they made love. With Tariq trying his best to please her.
“Oh God! Deeper, Tariq deeper I want it deeper, deeper.” Cried Aisha in the throes of passion a hint of disappointment in her voice, as Tariq was fucking her, trying his best but being unable to go as deep as she wanted, making him envy Aisha’s recent lovers even more.
“I am sorry darling, I could not go as deep as you wanted” Tariq said as he collapsed on the bed. For the first time in his life Tariq felt ashamed and embarrassed. So much so that he could not bring himself to look Aisha in the eye. He felt like he had failed her and that thought made him feel ashamed.
“Don’t worry about it,” Aisha sighed, “it can’t be helped. Besides the oral sex you give me is great as always, you always get me off.” Aisha said soothingly.
But Tariq was already feeling ashamed at not being able to give his wife the kind of sex she had been having recently.
“You broke the rule didn’t you? You allowed me to have sex with you.” Tariq asked dreamily, still savouring enjoying his wife’s body after a long time.
“Yes I did, but it’ll be our little secret. Besides unlike Quan, Ty never told me not to have sex with you.” Aisha added.
“What? Quan actually forbade you to have sex with me?” Tariq asked surprised.
“Of course silly. He did, it’s his right as a Man. If he does not want to share me he can ask me that. That’s one of the cardinal rules of the group.” Aisha explained.
“Oh I see,” Tariq said.
“Not having second thoughts, are you?” Aisha asked, looking straight at her husband.
“No, of course not.” Tariq replied, but he was not sure he liked this particular rule.
“So was it good for you?” Aisha asked.
“It was amazing, Thank you.” Tariq replied.
“Good.” Aisha said, she did not add that this was probably the last time for quite a while that her husband would have sex with her.
“But darling, I have to ask you,” Tariq said, “is the difference in size really that important, I mean pleasure and sensation wise?”
“In all truth, Tariq, size matters.” Aisha said simply. “Sex with a big one like Quan or Ty is intense physically, but its just pure physical lust, they possess my body. But with you, it is more of a mental thing. I don’t need to have penetration with you to feel like we are having sex. Making out, and you giving me oral sex is just as good. You possesses my heart, mind, and soul.”
A couple of days later, Tariq came home from work to find Aisha’s Aunty Mahera sitting in the living room talking to her niece.
“Oh hi, Aunt Mahera, how nice to see you. How have you been?” Tariq greeted the lady whom he liked a lot.
“Hi Tariq,” Mahera smiled and waved, “I am fine thanks, and how have you been keeping?”
“I am fine thanks, just a lot happening these days.” Tariq replied.
“Yes so Aisha has been telling me.” Mahera snickered.
Tariq gave a shocked look to Aisha, who laughed.
“Don’t look so shocked Tariq, you know I share everything with Aunt Mahera, she has known for the past 2 years that you are a cuckold, so it was only natural that I tell her about your decision to join the Black Cuckolds Circle.” Aisha told Tariq.
“Good for you Tariq. And way to go Aisha. Nice job talking him into it.” Mahera said.
“Oh no, I can’t take credit for it Aunt M,” Aisha said, “I just pointed it out to him, and left the decision to join entirely up to him.”
“Well, you are lucky you found this group Aisha, and of course you too Tariq. So many more couples could benefit from joining it. I wish someone had told me about it, it might have saved my marriage.” Mahera said sadly.
“Why?” Asked Tariq.
“Well Tariq, just like you, my ex-husband Usman, was a classic beta male. Yet he was not able to come to grips with that fact. As a result he was perpetually in a state of unhappiness, like he was trying to find something, but he knew nothing about it. Such a terrible way to go through life. You are so lucky you have come to terms with what you are. Ultimately he became impossible to live with. I am sure you will be a lot happier. And I am happy for the two of you.” Mahera explained.
“That’s what all the other wives and their husband’s say too,” Aisha interjected.
“I am not surprised. The wives I am sure must be thrilled too getting to be physically possessed by true Alpha males, god how I missed that when I was married.” Mahera agreed.
“Tariq, go and make some coffee for us, we haven’t had any since Aunt M arrived.” Aisha said simply, and Tariq quickly walked into the kitchen to comply.
“Just a nice natural outcome,” said Aisha to a slightly surprised Mahera, “ever since we became involved with the group, Tariq has become more and more compliant. I love it all so much. I have been palming off more and more of the housework to him.”
“Hmm... “ began Mahera giggling, “not really surprising. He has to make himself useful some how.”
A few days later, Tariq met up with Bruce for drinks to talk about how best to craft his request for sponsorship.
“Well Tariq,..”Bruce let his words trail as he thought about Tariq’s question.
Tariq looked at Bruce expectantly.
“I really can’t tell you what to say, that you have to decide for yourself. But what I suggest is, be honest. Don’t hold back because of any false sense of manhood. You have to show that you really mean it when you say that you are inferior and can never pleasure your wife they way the Men can. Get into the spirit of it and just make sure that you voice what you feel, don’t hold back.”
“I see,” Tariq said thoughtfully.
“You know, you are so lucky, for you this should come easily and naturally, having been a cuckold for so long. It was a total surprise for me, I mean we used to swing with Rachel, Marie and the others for years, and then suddenly it all came to an end, and now all of us husbands are cuckolds, trying to find ways to make ourselves useful to, and wanted by our wives, it’s like we are constantly courting them. Took a while to get used to.” Bruce explained his own situation.
Then Tariq and Bruce proceeded to talk more about the sponsorship request, and Tariq came away with a good understanding of what was required of him. He accepted the fact that he would have to do it this way, and was not at all disappointed or embarrassed because he knew that whatever he would say would be the whole truth and he felt no shame in admitting it.
“Well how was it?” Aisha asked as soon as Tariq got home.
“I think I have a good idea of what to say.” Tariq replied.
“Really? So tell me.” Aisha told Tariq.
Tariq then looked down, and in a penitent, apologetic tone recited the speech he had been rehearsing. If he could have seen Aisha, he would have seen the big smile plastered on her face Hearing her husband so easily admit to his shortcomings and failures made her feel powerful and it gave Aisha real rush to see that she had been able to steer him in that direction so easily. But then again, she told herself, I only helped him accept his true nature. He should thank me for that for the rest of his life.
After what seemed to be an excruciatingly long few days, the day of the party arrived. Aisha was very excited. By now Tariq had accepted that he had to lay out her clothes, and did it without her asking. Knowing how much this particular party meant to his wife, Tariq went out and bought a new dress and shoes for her. It was red silk mini tube dress with a golden pattern, the heels matched the dress perfectly. Aisha loved silk and Tariq made sure that on that night she would be dressed in it.
Aisha was very happy when she saw what Tariq had laid out for her. She took a luxurious hot bath before getting dressed to go to the party.
“Well done, Tariq.” Aisha told her husband when she saw the dress.
“Thank you, Ma’am.” Tariq replied.
“Big night for you tonight, don’t let me down.” Aisha told her husband as he held the door open for her to get into the car.
“I’ll try not to Ma’am.” Tariq said shutting the door.
The drive to the party was silent. Aisha and Tariq each lost in their own thoughts. Finally they arrived, and Tariq let Aisha out, and they walked together to the house.
“I hope you will make me very proud tonight Tariq. Whichever guy I end up with, I would love to hear him say that your request for sponsorship was the best he ever heard.” Aisha told Tariq
“I will certainly try, Ma’am.” Tariq said respectfully.
They went into the house and Aisha went to mingle with the other wives and their companions. Tariq quietly took a seat in the center of the room, where he had a good view of all that was happening around. He saw Marie talk to Aisha and several Men approach her trying to chat her up. Each time Aisha politely talked to all, but did not take anyone up on their offer to be her partner for the evening. Until finally, a tall, muscular, good looking hunk of a man approached and Marie introduced Aisha to him. The wide smile on Aisha’s face immediately told Tariq that this was the man she would be spending the night with.
Aisha, her new Man, and Marie talked and joked for a bit, before Marie excused herself and walked away, leaving Aisha and the Man alone. Tariq saw the Man slip his left arm around Aisha’s waist and walk her to a love seat where the two sat down. And Tariq saw them talking, and occasionally kissing. Although the Man had his hands all over Aisha, even cupping her breasts. Aisha seemed completely at ease with a man who had just been introduced to her. Tariq smiled when he thought that most women would be extremely uncomfortable in such a situation. He felt proud of his wife, it showed just how much she had matured as a woman. Tariq could only watch in fascination and felt a little humiliated that so many other people could see his wife enjoying herself with another man.
Finally, the expected summons arrived in the form of Aisha calling Tariq to her by wagging her right index finger at him. Taking a deep breath, Tariq got up and walked over, lowering his eyes as he approached Aisha and her latest lover. He heard Aisha giggling as he reached within earshot.
“Oh there you are,” said Aisha.
“Yes, Ma’am.” Said Tariq.
“I need to put the BC necklace on you,” Aisha said as her companion laughed.
With the necklace on, Tariq started to walk towards the exit, when Aisha stopped him.
“Tariq, you may look up for a second.” Aisha said.
“Yes Ma’am,” said Tariq looking up.
“This is Desmond,” said Aisha pointing to the Man sitting next to right, his left arm behind her back, and the hand cupping her left breast, gently squeezing it. “You will have to convince him to sponsor us later today.”
“Yes Ma’am.” Said Tariq.
“You go join your friends in the Circle now,” said Aisha.
“Ma’am, Sir, have a great time.” Said Tariq respectfully before turning around and walking away.
“You are right, he is very well behaved.” Said Desmond standing up, with Aisha standing up with him and heading towards the stairs.
For the next several hours Tariq stayed out in the Circle, surprised not to be called in for either sheet duty or to tend bar.
“Hey you had all the fun last time, now let us enjoy it a little,” said Tom when Tariq offered to help out at either the bar or upstairs.
So Tariq waited and talked to the other hubbies feeling comfortable, and more and more part of the group. Liking the sense of belonging that came with it, with being together with other men just like him. He no longer fought his nature, and finally surrendered to it completely. But still the evening seemed to drag. Tariq was too excited and nervous about the admission he would soon have to make to Desmond, and Tariq wished that the time would soon arrive.
“Good luck with the request for sponsorship tonight,” Bruce said to Tariq a little before 11 p.m.
“Thanks.” Said Tariq.
Cuckold's Circle, Chapter 6
Re: Cuckold's Circle, Chapter 6
I have to say, I've been enjoying these new chapters of the Circle. The original story was one of the best, and these are appreciated.