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Emma's Cuck Knows His Place - Part 3
🕑 Added 2024-02-25 05:18:05 +0000 UTCClick here to read the previous parts of the story.
Theo waved the keycard over the lock, slipped the card into his pocket, and pulled down on the door handle. He stepped into the room and the sound of Emma's soft moan filled his ears.
"Damn, you're still so wet," Peter said.
"I know," she replied. "I'm still in bed with you, though. Your naked body is still next to mine. That incredible cock of yours is inches from my pussy. How could I not be wet?"
She laughed softly and Theo heard the sound of a kiss. Another moan followed, this one quite clearly while Emma's lips were pressed against her bull's.
"I think the food is here," Peter said.
Theo stepped into the room and set the bag on the desk before pulling out the burgers he'd ordered. He heard laughter from behind him and looked over his shoulder. Both Emma and Peter were staring at his ass.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
"Your panties are showing, cuck," Peter said.
Theo considered how many people must have seen the panties. It had to have been dozens. He felt embarrassed, but far less than he'd expected, in part because his sloppiness in getting dressed seemed to have brought great joy to his wife and her bull.
"They look cute, to be honest," Emma said as she crawled out of the bed and sauntered towards Theo. She put her arms around him from behind, pressed her lingerie-clad body against his, and kissed the back of his neck. "How did it feel to wear my panties, cuck?"
"Good," Theo answered. "They're soft. They smell like you, too, and I like that some of your wetness was in them, that it was pressed against my cock as I went out to get food for you."
Emma unbuttoned his jeans and pushed them down as Theo opened the to-go boxes and pulled the silverware, napkins, and salt and pepper packets from the bag.
She caressed his ass, running her fingers over the soft fabric of her panties and moaned like she was trying to seduce him. Theo's dick throbbed in its cage before Emma slipped her fingers into the waistband of the panties and lowered them to the floor. She spun him around, took his shirt off, and kissed and sucked on his neck like the seductive goddess she was.
"You're such a good cuck, Theo," she said. "You make me so happy."
Theo's dick throbbed painfully in the cage and he wanted nothing more than to fuck his wife. That was never going to happen - not that night, at least - but he couldn't help his body's desires.
"I love you," he whispered.
Her lips found his and they shared a deep kiss. "I love you too," she replied. "Now be a good boy and serve us our food. You can enjoy yours while sitting on the floor at the foot of the bed."
Emma smacked his ass, turned, and walked back to the bed before crawling in and cuddling up next to her bull. They both smiled at Theo - victorious, confident smiles - as he brought their burgers and fries to the bed and leaned over to set them in front of his wife and the man she'd sleep with that night.
"Let me get a towel," he said. "Just so the bed doesn't get too messy."
Theo hurried to the bathroom, grabbed an unused towel, and rushed back to the bed to spread it out like a picnic blanket. Emma and Peter set their food containers on it, shared a soft, lingering kiss, and then set about eating as Theo grabbed his food and sat on the floor at the foot of the bed.
He listened to his wife and her bull eat and chat like they were on a date. They talked about their jobs, told funny stories, compared vacations they'd been on, and a great deal more. All the while Theo sat and listened like a good cuck. They could have involved him in the conversation, but that wasn't his purpose that night. He was there to serve. To give them what they desired, to enhance their intimacy and pleasure in any way he could.
"We're finished, cuck," Emma said long after Theo had served their food. "You may clear everything away."
Theo stood, cleared away the empty containers, and grabbed the towel. He put everything in the plastic bag and hurried to the door to place it in the hallway for pickup. Theo poked his head out to make sure no one was coming, tossed the bag onto the carpet, and turned back to the room.
Emma and Peter were cuddled up with her head resting on his chest and her arm across his stomach, and they looked utterly content. It put a smile on Theo's face to see his wife like that and to know that he'd played a part in the happiness that ensconced her.
"Come here, cuck," Emma called out.
Theo rushed to the foot of the bed and clasped his hands behind his back as he awaited instruction.
Emma's fingers encircled her bull's cock and she stroked him slowly while kissing his neck and nibbling on his earlobe. His shaft slowly thickened and lengthened and the head grew plumper before a drop of precum appeared at the tip.
"Crawl between his legs, cuck," she instructed. "Suck on his balls for me. Slow and gentle, though. We're going to take our time."
Theo's pulse quickened as he crawled into the bed and between Peter's legs. He laid on his stomach, crawled a little closer, and then nuzzled the bull's big, hairy balls before parting his lips and taking one into his mouth.
"Does that feel good?" Emma asked. "Does it feel good when my cuck puts his mouth to work like that?"
"It really does," Peter replied. "There's something so hot about knowing that your husband has my balls in his mouth."
Emma smiled and kissed him as Theo watched and sucked balls. He swirled his tongue around the wrinkled, hairy flesh. He moaned softly in the hope that the gentle vibrations would deepen Peter's pleasure.
"My husband knows his place," Emma said as she glanced at Theo. "He knows that it's his job to serve you, to serve us both. He knows that you're a far superior man when it comes to serving my sexual needs and he understands that he needs to show us that he knows his place. And what's a better place for a cuck than polishing a superior man's balls with his eager mouth?"
Peter chuckled and caressed Emma's face. They stared at each other for a few moments and then shared a deep kiss. Peter's cock grew in Emma's hand until it pointed straight towards the ceiling. Theo admired the veins and the incredible thickness and length of the shaft that truly put his cuck dick to shame. It wasn't the least bit surprising that Emma would prefer to have her bull's cock inside her.
"Lick his taint, cuck," Emma instructed.
Theo hesitated for a moment and then lifted Peter's balls, extended his tongue, and licked the bull's taint. He flicked his tongue back and forth, covering that small strip of flesh with his saliva and eliciting a moan.
There was obvious and thrilling lust in Emma's voice as she said, "See, he knows his place. He knows you're superior. He knows it's his job to do as he's told, to pleasure you in whatever way we instruct because he's a small-dicked cuck and you're a god of a man that fucks his wife to such good orgasms that she sometimes can't see straight."
They kissed again and it seemed obvious to Theo that they were both getting off on Emma's humiliation of him. The kissing was deeper and they were both moaning as Theo continued to run his tongue back and forth over Peter's taint.
"Pull your legs back," Emma said.
Peter pulled his legs back until his knees were bent and his feet rested on either side of Theo's head.
"Lick his asshole, cuck," Emma instructed.
Theo pulled back from his taint licking and stared at Peter's exposed asshole. It was hairy, but it looked perfectly clean. The smell was a little ripe, but that was likely from the sweat he'd built up fucking Emma.
"Do as you're told, cuck."
Theo hesitated. He'd kissed and licked his wife's asshole countless times, but this was something else. This was far more humiliating. This was going to a much greater distance than he'd traveled before to please his wife and her bull.
"Don't disappoint me, cuck," Emma said sharply.
It was humiliating - deeply humiliating - but Theo surrendered. He embraced his sexual inferiority. He embraced his place. He rimmed Peter's asshole as his wife had instructed. He rested his chin on the bed, scooted close, and extended his tongue. He licked all around Peter's asshole and then flicked it back and forth like he was worshiping his wife's clit.
"Fucking hell," Peter said.
"It feels good to get your ass licked by a cuck, doesn't it?" Emma asked.
Peter laughed. "It really does."
"Mmm, he's such a good boy," Emma said. "Such a good boy that it makes my pussy wet."
"Yeah? Maybe you should make him keep eating my ass while you ride my dick?" Peter suggested.
They kissed. Again it was deep. Theo couldn't see it, but he could hear the passion. He could hear the lust behind the kiss.
Emma got to her knees and swung her leg over Peter's torso. She scooted back and Theo looked up just in time to see his wife guide Peter's cock inside her. She sank down on it, slowly taking every inch while a long, deep moan reverberated around the hotel room.
"Fuck...Peter...your cock feels so good inside me. It feels so fucking good every single time. I swear, you could spend years fucking me and I would never get tired of having you in my pussy."
Theo ate ass while his wife fucked herself on the cock that had brought her countless mind-bending orgasms since she first hooked up with Peter. The longer the sex went on, the faster Emma rode her bull, bouncing wildly as the sounds of their bodies slamming together and her moans filled the room.
"Peter...fuck...I'm cumming!"
Theo had no sense of time, but it seemed to him that her orgasm didn't take long. He loved that she could cum so quickly with Peter's cock inside her. He loved that she could go multiple times, too, that being with him seemed to inspire a limitless ability to cum.
Emma sat down on her bull's cock and her ass trembled as her moans continued to fill the bedroom. Theo ate ass all the while, dutifully licking Peter's hole because he'd been instructed to.
"Lick my asshole, cuck," Emma said.
Theo crawled closer, spread his wife's ass cheeks, and rimmed her hole while she kissed her bull. He flicked his tongue back and forth and even stuck the tip inside her a few times, eliciting a delighted moan into her bull's mouth.
"Can you take more?" Peter asked.
"I can always take more of your cock," Emma replied. She lifted her hips until just the tip of Peter's dick remained inside her and then said, "Fuck me."
Peter did so, thrusting his big cock up into Emma's pussy with great force as Theo dutifully rimmed her ass.
"I want your cum inside me," she said. "I want you to cum in my pussy so I can feed your load to my cuck, so I can sit on his face and push out every drop into his eager, waiting throat. So I can make him drink a superior man's cum like the inferior bitch that he is."
Theo's cock ached in its cage and he heard Peter grunt and groan wildly as he stopped thrusting. Emma sat down on her bull's cock until it was buried deep inside and Theo's mouth watered as he thought of what would come next.
"Get on the floor, cuck," Emma instructed. "On your back. With your mouth open."
Theo backed out of the bed and got on the floor, on his back, with his mouth open, just like his wife had instructed. The sound of kissing reached his ears as he waited for his wife to feed him another man's load.
"No one has ever fucked me like you do, Peter," Emma said.
"And no one has ever made me cum as hard as you do, Emma," he replied. "Now go feed your cuck my load. Give him what he craves."
A moment later Theo saw his wife's legs dangling over the foot of the bed. She pushed off and stepped towards him until she stood astride his head. He looked up at her pussy, at her taut stomach, and her perky tits, and at her pretty smile as she looked down at him.
"Is he right, cuck? Is this what you crave? Do you want to ride your mouth and feed you his superior load?"
"Yes," Theo answered. "I do. I crave it, Emma."
She slowly squatted over his head until her pussy lips were inches from his mouth. Somehow she held the cum inside her, refusing to release it until she was good and ready.
"Please, feed me his cum," Theo said. "Sit on my face and feed me his cum."
Emma sat on his face. Theo plunged his tongue inside her and the taste of another man's seed filled his mouth.
"That's it," Emma said softly. "Feed on my pussy, cuck. Feed on his load. Drink it from me. Drink it from your wife's freshly-fucked cunt."
Theo swallowed. He swallowed Peter's cum and put his tongue back to work. The tongue that had licked another man's balls, taint, and asshole that night. The tongue that had massaged Emma's asshole that night. The tongue that had been put to use countless times in service to his wife and the sexually superior man that satisfied her desires.
Emma leaned forward, grabbed a handful of Theo's hair and began to ride his face. She did so subtly and slowly, grinding her wet pussy over his mouth and leaving a thin layer of juice and cum on his lips and chin.
"Mmm, baby, I love seeing you eat his cum," she said. "Fuck...it turns me on so much. You're such a good little cuck, such a hungry cum slut for me."
She was going to cum. She was so turned on she was going to cum. Theo was elated. He wasn't doing much - he was simply lying there while she fed him another man's load - but his eagerness to be fed Peter's cum was going to get his wife off.
Theo plunged his tongue as deep inside her as he could. He probed for cum and swallowed everything he could find, coating his mouth in a thin layer of another man's salty seed. He moaned and groaned and his dick throbbed in the little cage Emma had locked him in. He was enmeshed in a kind of pleasure he'd only ever felt when being cuckolded, a kind of pleasure he'd come to crave.
"Fuck, I'm cumming!"
Emma's thighs clamped down around Theo's head and he felt them tremble from the pleasure of yet another orgasm. The contractions of her muscles squeezed more cum out of her, too, and Theo drank it all up like a good cuck.
Emma's climax went on for what felt like an impossibly long time and she had a hazy, blissful smile on her face when she finally released his hair and sat back with her pussy still resting on his face.
"That was exceptional," she said before sliding her hips back until she was sitting astride his chest. Emma reached out and ran her fingers over his cum-coated lips and added, "You know, you make me cum harder as a locked up cuck than you ever did as a typical man. This really is your place, Theo. This really is what you were meant to be."
"I know," he replied.
Emma smiled. "That makes me very happy."
"That's all I want," Theo said. "To make you happy."
She dragged her body backwards until his caged cock slipped between her pussy lips. Emma pressed her hands into his chest and slowly moved her hips back and forth, grinding on his crotch and bathing Theo in a mixture of her pussy juices and the remnants of Peter's load.
"Does that feel good, cuck?" she asked.
Theo nodded as his loins tingled with pleasure.
Emma smiled, leaned down, and let her lips hover above his for a few seconds. Then, to Theo's delight and surprise, she kissed him. She moaned and offered her tongue and they shared in the taste of the cum he'd just consumed from her pussy as Theo's dick tried in vain to get hard in the cage.
"I love you, cuck," she said.
"I love you too," Theo replied.
Emma kissed him again and then sat up and began to grind her pussy over his cock with remarkable speed. For a moment Theo thought he might actually cum, but it wasn't to be. She was teasing him. She stood, depriving him of the pleasure she'd offered and then crawled back into the bed and cuddled up with her bull once more.
"Go turn on the shower, cuck," she said. "We're both a little sweaty and we're going to get clean before bed. And who knows, we might even fuck again."
Theo stood and headed for the bathroom as Emma rested her head on Peter's chest.
"Do you think you could go again?" she asked.
"Damn right I could," he replied.
"Maybe we can invite the cuck into the shower to suck your dick," she said.
Theo smiled. His wife's desire was relentless. He would happily offer his mouth in the shower, though. Of course he would. It was his place. He was her cuck. He was ready to serve in any way they desired.
