Becca Bellamy
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Playing with Fire - Part 11
🕑 Added 2024-03-09 06:32:33 +0000 UTCClick here to read the previous parts of the story.
Your wife is standing at the bathroom mirror. She'd naked and she's bent over a little to get closer while she applies her eye makeup. The result is that her ass looks spectacular, which is why you're standing and staring.
"I can feel you watching," she says without looking away from the mirror. "Did you pick out my lingerie?"
"I did," you answer. "I went with the black lace bra and panties and a garter belt."
She looks at you and smiles. "You can’t go wrong with a classic."
"Should I wear a dress for him? Maybe a skirt and a tight top?" she asks. "Or should I greet him in my lingerie? Should I make it perfectly clear that I desperately crave what only he can give me?"
"You should greet him in the lingerie," you answer.
She smiles and turns back to the mirror. "In this case, I think a cuckold and a real man are aligned."
Your cock stirs as she offers a touch of degradation. Compared to him, you're not a real man. Not when it comes to satisfying her sexual desires, at least.
"I'll wear the lingerie for him, then," she says. "Come in here."
You rush into the bathroom and look at your wife in the mirror. The eye makeup she's just finished is smoky and seductive and her breasts look exceptionally perky. You want to reach out and touch her ass, but you keep your hands to yourself.
"Are you sure about everything you said?" your wife asks as she looks at you in the mirror. "Are you sure you want everything you said you want?"
You nod. You want her to humiliate you. You crave it. You crave it from her more than anything. It's been thrilling to hear it from Emily, but it would be intoxicating to hear it from the woman you love, and to know that she'd be doing it as an act of love, that she wants to satisfy your sexual desires.
"I know it's kind of crazy, but I do want everything I said I wanted," you say. "Though of course I don't want to ruin our marriage."
She smiles, turns around, and leans against the bathroom counter. She urges you to come closer and rests a hand on your chest for a moment before her fingers slide down your stomach and encircle your half hard cock.
"It won't ruin our marriage," she says with a smile. "Our marriage will change, though. But it changed when you asked me to cuckold you, so our marriage can survive change. And, while I can't be certain, I think there's a chance you might be happier if I give you what you want. I mean, what man wouldn't be happier if he got the sexual satisfaction he craved."
You hope she's right.
"And, like I said before, you've been very generous in ensuring that I'm sexually satisfied by making it so that I can fuck better men than you," she adds.
Your dick grows in her hand and you see her lips curl into a slight smile.
"Some part of you must have known that you were an inferior man, that you couldn't fuck a woman worth a damn, that you were destined to be cuckolded, that the only way I'd be truly satisfied in our marriage is if I got to ignore your worthless dick in favor of the far superior cocks of other men," she says.
Your dick is hard as a rock now.
"I think I might actually enjoy this new version of our sex life," she adds. "I like seeing your eyes light up. I like how hard your cock gets when I humiliate you. Maybe I wouldn't have been ready to do this earlier, but there's a part of me that wishes I'd known so I could have started earlier. We're here now, though. Me and my little cuckold cum slut of a husband."
"I love you," you say.
She smiles sweetly, leans in, and kisses you softly. "I love you too."
Your wife grabs your ass and pulls you close enough that your cock slips between her thighs. You feel the warmth and wetness of her pussy as the top of your dick slides over her labia. You're not inside her, but you get just a little of that stimulation and it feels incredible.
"You can feel it, can't you?" she asks.
"Yes," you answer.
"You can feel the pussy that you won't be fucking tonight," she whispers. "The pussy that you might not fuck for a long, long time."
You groan.
"Don't worry, though, I'll let you inside me tonight. It will be your tongue, though, and you'll be inside me so you can clean a real man's load out of me. So you can lick up his thick, salty spunk like a little bitch, like a fucking cum slut," she says.
You'd cum if you were inside her right now. You'd cum if you could feel the pleasure of her wet, warm, tight pussy. In a way, you're grateful she didn't let you inside her.
"Get on your knees," she demands.
You fall to your knees without hesitation. Your wife spins around and resumes doing her makeup. For a few minutes she says nothing at all and you remain silent and stare at her beautiful ass and the occasional glimpse of her pussy lips you get when she leans forward.
"Kiss my ass," she says out of the blue. "Softly."
Your pulse quickens as you lean forward and plant a series of soft kisses on your wife's ass. Her skin is smooth and warm and there's something so thrilling about being on your knees and offering even a touch of that sort of worship.
"Now spread my cheeks," she instructs.
You spread her ass cheeks and stare between them at her asshole.
"Now kiss my asshole," she says. "Kiss it and lick it. Rim me."
Your wife has never struck you as someone into ass play of any kind. Perhaps she's giving you a gift, though. You lean in and worship her asshole. You kiss it. You lick it. You rim it. You suck on it a little. You surrender to the intense pleasure you feel at eating your wife's ass and she rewards you with a moan.
"Mmm, you know, I've heard that this can feel good, but I never believed it," she says. "I think I was wrong, though. It feels good to get my ass eaten by my cuck husband, especially when I'm doing my makeup so I look good for another man, for a real man, not a pathetic ass eating cuck."
You groan and your dick throbs. She's getting into it. She's exploring how to give you what you crave and how to make it work for her.
You rim her ass until she's finished with her makeup. She walks away, leaving you on your knees as you turn to watch her stride towards the bed. She examines the lingerie you laid out and then looks your way and smiles.
"Come dress me for him, cuckold," she insists.
You stand and hurry towards the bed. You help your wife into the delicate lace top stockings you selected. You put on the garter belt and attach it to the stockings. You pull the panties up her long legs and give her pussy a kiss once it's safely hidden behind the lace. You stand and help her into the bra and then she steps in front of the mirror, checks to make sure she looks good, and offers a smile.
"You did a good job, cuckold," she says. "You must really want your wife to get fucked while you watch."
"I do," you reply. "I want to watch him pleasure you."
She smiles and slips a hand into her panties. She masturbates and moans while you watch.
"It must be strange to watch a man satisfy your wife in a manner you're literally incapable of doing. To sit there on your knees and watch as he fucks me like you've never in your life been able to fuck me or any other woman. To stroke your worthless dick and realize that you're sexually inferior," she says.
"It is," you answer. "But it's such a turn on, too."
Your wife pulls her hand from her panties, approaches you, and stuffs her fingers in your mouth. You suck them clean as her gaze meets yours and you watch her lips curl into a smile.
"I asked him if he'd let you suck his dick," she says. "If he'd be willing to put my husband on his knees and stuff your face with his fat cock."
You moan.
"He said he would," she adds. "He said he'd love to show me exactly what kind of man you are. He said he'd love to make you choke on his dick while we both humiliate you. Is that what you want, cuck?"
For the first time you wonder if it's possible that you could go too far in expressing your desires, that you might actually alienate your wife if she understood the extent of your lust for humiliation. You're not going to hold back, though. You're going to bare it all.
You nod as she probes your mouth with her fingers. You're rewarded with a smile and she says, "You're really quite kinky, aren't you?"
You nod once more and she pulls her fingers from your mouth and kisses you. She does so deeply, too, probing you with her tongue and stroking your stiff cock until you're dripping precum.
"I think I might be quite kinky too," she whispers. "My pussy is certainly wet at the thought of the fun we're going to have tonight."
She steps around you, grabs your ass with both hands, and gives it a good smack.
"You're going to remain naked," she instructs. "His clothes will be off soon after he gets here so there's no point in you getting dressed. Plus, I kind of like the idea of him seeing you naked and on your knees in the bedroom when he enters. I want him to see that there's no need to feel threatened by you, that he is, in fact, the superior man in just about every way."
Almost every word she utters turns you on. You feel a deep need to submit to her, to worship her, to do every little thing she instructs. You want to tell her you love her over and over.
"Now get on your knees," she says. "And remain there until I bring him to our bedroom."
You fall to your knees and your wife heads for the closet. She emerges in the same outfit with the addition of a pair of high heels that make her legs and ass look utterly breathtaking. She blows you a kiss and walks out of the bedroom.
You marvel at how things have changed. Not long ago you were a cuckold that couldn't quite live out his fantasy because your wife seemed utterly disinterested in exploring your desire for humiliation. Now, she's come around. She's turned you into a cum slut and she's happy to offer verbal humiliation. She's apparently going to make you suck another man's cock while degrading you as you do so. She's going to make all your dreams come true and it seems that she's eager to do so because she wants to make you happy.
You ponder the delightful turn your sex life has taken for half an hour before he shows up. You hear the delight in his voice - even if you can't make out the words - as he sees your wife in her lingerie. You hear some moaning - from both of them - as they presumably fool around in the living room.
Fifteen minutes pass between his arrival and footsteps coming towards the bedroom. Your wife enters first. Her chest is flushed red and her hair is a little bit messy, but otherwise she looks as radiantly beautiful as she did when she left the bedroom.
He follows her. He's naked. His cock is hard. It looks wet, making you think your wife has already done some cocksucking. He's got a smile on his face and you're the first thing he looks at once he steps into the room.
"Well hello there, cuckold," he says. "How nice to see you on your knees."
"It's where a cuck belongs," your wife replies. "Isn't it, sweetheart?"
"Yes," you answer. "It's where I belong."
She kisses him. She takes his cock in her hand. The kiss is passionate. Fervent. Beautiful. Full of lust. It makes your dick throb to watch.
"I want you to make my cuckold a cocksucker," she says to him. "Will you do that for me?"
He looks down at you and smiles. "Is that you want to be? A cocksucker?"
Your heart is pounding as you nod.
He steps closer. His cock is inches from your mouth. You see a glistening drop of precum at the tip. A hint of his manly scent fills your nose. Your wife moves closer with him. She strokes his cock and then cups his balls while kissing his neck.
"Suck my dick, cuckold," he says. "Show me what you are. Show your wife what you are."
She's giving you a gift. A beautiful gift. She's making your humiliation fantasies come to life. She's a woman unlike any other.
You take him in your mouth. Your lips wrap around his fat cock and you look up at your wife. You see the smile on her face and the delight in her eyes. She's not disgusted by you. She's not horrified. She's not looking down at a man she can't stay married to. No, she's excited. Maybe just for you or maybe she actually likes seeing you suck the dick of the man that's going to fuck her.
"My husband is a cocksucker," she says before kissing his neck. "A filthy little cocksucker."
He moans and puts a hand on the back of your head. He applies pressure and you let him push deeper into your mouth. You feel your gag reflex threatening to trigger. You choke on his cock. Your eyes water. You spit up.
Your wife laughs. "Gag on it, cocksucker. Gag on his fat dick. Show him that you're eager to make a real man feel good. Show him that you know your place, that you know a cuckold's place. Show him how eager you are for him to fuck your wife while you watch."
It's agonizing to choke on a cock, and yet your dick is hard as a rock as your wife showers you in verbal humiliation.
"Suck his balls," she instructs.
He pulls out and you lean forward. You take his balls in your mouth. You suck on them. You slobber on them. She strokes his dick while you do it.
"Is he being a good cuck?" she asks.
"Fuck yes," he replies. "It feels good, too. There's nothing quite like having a cuck husband suck my dick in front of his wife. Fucking hell does it turn me on to see him degrade himself like that right before I fuck you in your marital bed."
"Yeah?" she asks in a voice laced with erotic pleasure. "You like turning my cuckold husband into a little cocksucking faggot before you fuck me?"
Your dick swells up with pleasure and you have to work hard to resist the urge to stroke yourself. You moan around his balls and look up at your wife to see her smiling down at you.
"I think he likes that," she says. "I think he's getting off on being a good little cocksucking fag for his wife. I think he's getting off on being told that's exactly what he is, too."
She kisses him and does so deeply. She strokes his cock and his fingers find their way into her pussy. You can hear how wet she is. You can hear how badly she craves him.
"Fuck me," she says. "Fuck me in the bed I share with my cuck."
She crawls into the bed and takes off her panties. She tosses them on the ground and he looks down at you, smiles, and says, "You're going to clean my cock after I've cum inside your wife, cuck. And, when I’m ready, you're going to suck me until I get hard for round two, too. Do you understand?"
"Yes, I do," you say.
He turns and crawls into the bed. He moves between your wife's legs and they kiss as she guides him into her pussy. They fuck with wild abandon. This isn't lovemaking. This isn't slow, sensual sex. This is two people who are intensely aroused and need to have furious, passionate, aggressive sex. This is another man pounding your wife's pussy in the bed you share with her.
The sex seems hotter than any you've witnessed her having. It's louder and more vigorous. She's moaning like you've never heard before. She tells him how good his cock feels, how deep he is inside her, how good he fucks her, how much better he is than you.
He makes her cum. He makes her cum hard. You watch her toes curl. You see her pussy pulsing around his cock as he buries it inside her. You see her hold him tight as she seems to lose herself in her orgasm.
"I swear, no one has ever fucked me like that," she says once she's come down from her climax. "That was...that was the kind of orgasm every woman wants to have and so few women ever get to experience."
They kiss and his cock slowly moves in and out of her. She begins to moan again, but then she pushes on his stomach and he pulls out.
"Take me from behind," she says. "Take his wife from behind while I look into his eyes and tell him how fucking pathetic he is."
She gets on her hands and knees. She looks so perfect in the lingerie. She stares down at you as he slides into her from behind. He grabs her hips and she smiles before moaning as he fucks her.
"You're such a little bitch," she says. "Sitting there on your knees with a stiff little dick between your legs as a real man fucks your wife. This is what you want, though. You want to be the cuck. You want to be the cum slut. You want to be the faggot cocksucker. You know you're not meant for the role of satisfying me with your cock. You know that job is best left to a real man. To someone that can actually use his dick worth a damn."
"Yes," you answer. "I'm not worthy of having that role in your life. My dick couldn't satisfy anyone."
"No, it can't," your wife replies. "Which is why your dick won't be inside me very often anymore, if at all. I just don't see the point. A cuck like you doesn't deserve to fuck his wife. At best he deserves a handjob while she tells him how worthless his dick is."
You nod. "Yes, that's what I deserve."
He puts a hand on her shoulder and uses the leverage to fuck her harder. She looks back at him and says, "Cum in me. Cum in my cunt and we can watch the cuck lick up your load like the filthy cum whore he is."
He smiles. He fucks her harder. His chest glistens from a fine sheen of sweat. Your wife's tits bounce in the delicate lace bra she's wearing. Her legs look amazing in the black stockings. She still has her heels on, too, a notion that you find thrilling.
"Oh, fuck!" he cries out.
"He's cumming inside me, cuck," she says. "He's making my pussy all sticky and creamy for you. He's preparing a cuck's favorite treat, isn't he? A nice creampie for you to clean up like the pathetic cum whore you are."
Your dick is so hard and you've never felt such love for your wife. She's giving you exactly what you need, what you've craved for years and she's doing it with such skill and joy.
He pulls out and she rolls onto her back. She beckons you closer and you stand to crawl between her legs.
"What are you doing, cuck?" she asks. "You need to suck his dick clean before you can taste my pussy."
"Get to it, fag," he says.
You feel a shudder of pleasure as you crawl between his legs. You take his dick in your mouth. You suck it clean while he kisses your wife and plays with her tits. You're being a fag. A cocksucker. A pathetic cuck.
You suck his dick and balls clean. You even lick a little bit of cum out of his pubic hair. Then you turn to your wife. You move between her legs. You settle on your stomach.
"Clean me, cum slut," she says.
You clean her pussy. You plunge your tongue inside her. You taste his load. You lick it up and swallow.
She grabs a handful of your hair and smiles. "Such a pathetic excuse for a man. Cleaning someone else's fucking load out of my pussy and doing so with a stiff little dick between his legs. This is what you were always meant for, isn't it? You were always meant to a cocksucking, cum eating cuckold bitch, weren't you?"
"Yes," you say.
"This is what you'll always be, then," she replies. "My little servant. My cocksucking fag of a husband. My cum dumpster."
"I love you," you say. You can't help it. You want her to know how much you appreciate what she's doing.
"I love you too, cuck," she replies with a smile. "Now finish cleaning my cunt like a good cum whore and then you can get busy sucking his fat dick so he can fuck me again."
You can't think of anything you'd rather do.
The End.
