Becca Bellamy
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A Sunday of Service - Part 4
🕑 Added 2023-05-29 06:13:29 +0000 UTCClick here to read the previous parts of the story.
Jack walked into the living room and paused for a moment as he stared at his wife and her lover cuddled up on the couch. Piper had put on a sundress and she looked impossibly beautiful with another man's arm around her.
"Can I get you anything?" Jack asked as he approached with his cock dangling between his legs. They'd dressed but he'd been instructed to remain naked, an act that made him feel just a little more submissive.
Piper looked up at Bryan and ran her fingers over his chest as she smiled like a woman completely lost in a deep sense of lusty appreciation for the man that had already satisfied her twice on a beautiful Sunday.
"I don't need anything," she said. "How about you, baby?"
Bryan kissed her softly and let his lips linger before parting them slightly. He offered his tongue and Jack's cock grew as he watched his wife suck on the flesh of the man who'd deposited two loads of cum into her pussy that day. Both of those loads now rested in Jack's stomach as he'd done his duty as his wife's eager submissive cuckold.
"Actually," Bryan said with a confident grin, "my car's a bit dirty. It could use a thorough washing."
Piper turned to Jack and glanced at his cock - which was almost fully erect at that point - before meeting his gaze and smiling. Jack wasn't sure what his wife found so delightful, but it seemed that she was turned on as Piper's hand made its way between Bryan's legs and gently caressed his cock through the thin material of his pants.
"Is there some reason you're standing there with that look on your face, cuckold?" Piper asked. "Shouldn't you have already asked - begged, even - for the chance to wash Bryan's car?"
Jack looked down at his cock and for just a moment he marveled at how hard he was. "Yes, I'm sorry," he said. "Bryan, may I clean your car? It would make me happy to do that for you while you...while you satisfy my wife."
"I like that you're a grateful cuck," Bryan replied. "That you understand that I give your wife something you can't, and something that she desperately desires and that she absolutely deserves. And I really like that you've come to understand your place, cuck. So yes, you may wash my car. You'll do it by hand, though. No taking it to the car wash. I want you to do it right there in the driveway with the knowledge that I'm going to be fucking your wife as you clean my car."
"Of course," Jack replied.
He turned to leave but Bryan stopped him. "Actually, cuck, there's something I want you to do before you go."
Jack spun around and he couldn't help but look at the impressive bulge in Bryan's pants. Piper's gentle touch had clearly generated a wealth of arousal and he was now sporting an erection.
"I want you to suck my dick before you go," Bryan said. "I want you to be able to taste it as you're washing my car."
Piper kissed her lover's neck and moaned as she unzipped his pants. She offered no resistance to his demand. If anything, she seemed turned on by it.
Jack approached the couch and fell to his knees in front of Bryan. Piper freed her lover's cock and her fingers moved up and down the thick, veiny shaft as her lips met Bryan's and they shared a deeply passionate kiss. A drop of precum appeared at the tip of the impressive cock Piper offered pleasure to and Jack stared at the glistening fluid.
"Start with the precum," Piper said softly. "Think of it as a sweet little reward for getting on your knees like a good cuckold."
Jack leaned in and the musky scent of Bryan's cock and balls filled his nose. He was surprised to experience a kinky thrill as the smell filled his nose. He wrapped his lips around the very tip of Bryan's dick and licked up the precum. The sweet taste danced on his tongue and Piper stroked the shaft and moaned as both she and Bryan looked down at Jack.
"Now suck my dick while your wife watches, cuck," Bryan demanded.
Piper moaned again. It was possible she was putting on a bit of a show for her lover, but her pleasure sounded real to Jack. In fact, it sounded like she was getting off on the idea of her lover demanding that her husband submit to bisexual service.
Jack offered his submission. He sucked Bryan's cock. He moved his lips as far down the shaft as he could and he sucked hard while moving his tongue back and forth. A taste he couldn't quite place - perhaps a mix of Piper's pussy, Bryan's cock, and a little of his cum - filled Jack's mouth, furthering his sense of submission and making his dick throb in a pleasing manner.
"He's a natural cocksucker," Bryan said.
"He's a good cuckold," Piper replied.
Jack looked up to see his wife and her lover kiss. Their tongues mingled as he gave a blowjob, as he sucked on the thick cock that would soon be inside his wife, that would fuck her while Jack was busy washing another man's car like a dutiful submissive. It was all so arousing, so thrilling, so humiliating.
"Excellent work, cuck," Bryan said after at least a few minutes of vigorous cocksucking on Jack's part. "You can go clean my car now. I'll take your wife to your bed and I'll fuck her like she needs to be fucked, like you've never been able to fuck her. When you're done you can come in and clean my mess out of her pussy."
"Thank you," Jack replied as he stood. Uttering those two simple words proved to be deeply humiliating and he felt a shudder of kinky pleasure rush through his body the moment they left his lips.
Jack turned and walked towards the bedroom to get dressed, for he couldn't very well stand naked in the driveway.
"Hold on a second," Bryan called out.
Jack turned back towards the couch. Piper's mouth was now wrapped around Bryan's cock. Her eyes were closed and she moaned softly as her head bobbed up and down in his lap. Bryan didn't need to get any harder. It seemed that Piper simply wanted to offer him the pleasure of her mouth.
"I want you to wear a pair of your wife's panties as you clean my car," Bryan said. "Used panties, in fact. I want you to feel the delicate lace encase your cock as you wash my car while I pound her pussy."
Bryan was taking a greater level of control than usual. Jack wasn't sure why, but he couldn't help but find pleasure in it. Piper's moan - which was loud and lusty - indicated that she found pleasure in it too. For that reason, Jack didn't argue.
"Of course," was all he said before turning and heading to the bedroom.
Jack rummaged through the dirty laundry and found a pale yellow lace thong. He stepped into it and pulled the delicate fabric up his legs until it rested tightly against his cock and balls. It was the first time he'd worn anything like a thong and it felt odd against his asshole. It moved a little with each step, too, though it wasn't an entirely unpleasant experience.
Jack put on a t-shirt, a pair of shorts, and his sneakers and turned to leave the bedroom. Before doing so, though, he stopped and stared at the bed. The sheets were still a little rumpled and he couldn't help but imagine his beautiful wife on her back with Bryan's cock moving in and out of her pussy. It was absolutely going to happen and there was something so powerfully erotic about the notion of being ordered to wash Bryan's car while sex unfolded in the bed Jack shared with his wife.
"You should really be outside, cuck."
Jack turned to see Bryan and Piper step into the bedroom.
"He's right," Piper added. "Time to go, honey."
She crawled into the bed and the bottom of her sundress naturally lifted, exposing her ass and pussy as Jack walked out of the room. He looked to the bed to see Piper staring at Bryan and shaking her ass. In that moment it felt as if Jack didn't exist, as if he was little more than the servant they ordered around. In that moment, that was as close to the truth as anything else and it was oddly arousing to come to that realization.
Jack left the house as the first moans emanated from the bedroom. He gathered a bucket and sponge from the garage, poured a bit of liquid soap into the bucket, and went around the side of the house to get the hose. He stopped as the faint sounds of sex reached his ears. The bedroom window was closed, but Piper was moaning loud enough - she must have been getting fucked exceptionally well - that Jack could hear.
His cock throbbed in the panties Bryan had ordered him to wear and Jack felt a fresh rush of humiliation at the notion that he'd offered no argument to the instruction. Somehow his cock got harder, and though Jack was tempted to lean against the house and enjoy the faint sounds of sex, he turned on the water, grabbed the hose, and headed for the driveway.
Images of Piper and Bryan fucking filled Jack's head as he hosed down the car he'd been assigned to hand wash. He filled the bucket next and then dipped the sizable sponge in it and set about scrubbing. He couldn't remember the last time he'd bothered to wash a car himself - it was so much easier to pay the relatively modest cost of a car wash - and it was impossible to escape the notion that he was cleaning another man's car and that he was doing so while that other man fucked his wife.
"New car?"
Jack looked up to see his neighbor Dave standing just a few feet away with his hands on his hips. "Sorry, what?" he asked.
Dave nodded at the car and said, "I haven't seen this car before. Is it new?"
Jack couldn't very well give the actual answer. He couldn't admit to his neighbor that he was washing the car of the man his wife had taken to fucking multiple times a week over the past six months. There was a part of him that considered spilling the truth, though, and the mere notion of it proved far more arousing than expected.
Right as he was about to say something the faint sound of a moan - an orgasmic moan, at least to Jack's ears - drifted through the air. For just a moment Dave's eyes went wide. He glanced towards the house but he didn't say a word. Time seemed to slow as Jack watched his neighbor process the evidence available to him, evidence that suggested that someone else was fucking Jack's wife as he washed an unfamiliar car in the driveway.
"No, it's not a new car," Jack answered with a smile. "It actually belongs to a friend."
He wasn't sure why he said it, why he was so drawn to admitting that he was washing another man's car, why he was actually turned on at the notion of Dave knowing that Piper was fucking someone else in that very moment.
"Oh...uh..." Dave stammered as he seemed to realize that his attempt to be neighborly had turned into an uncomfortable situation he didn't really want to be a part of.
"Obviously, he's a very good friend," Jack continued.
Another moan floated through the air. Jack recognized it. It was the kind of moan Piper always unleashed at the tail end of her orgasm. It was more of a primal scream, really, as if she couldn't help but let the world know she'd just had a climax so potent that she couldn't help but shout to the heavens about it.
"Oh, okay, well, you have a good day," Dave said as he turned and walked away.
Jack felt the precum in the panties he'd put on at Bryan's instruction. He felt the absolute proof of his arousal, and of the intensity of that arousal. He wasn't the slightest bit certain why he found it so thrilling to have basically admitted that he was washing another man's car while that man fucked his wife, and yet Jack was unquestionably turned on.
That arousal stayed with him as he painstakingly washed the entirety of Bryan's car. He did so with great care, going over every surface with the sponge and scrubbing especially hard when he found a spot that just didn't want to come clean with ease. When he was finished, Jack gave the car a thorough bath with the hose and then hand-dried it, for it wouldn't have been right to leave water streaks if it dried in the sun.
Satisfied with the car's exterior, Jack stepped into the house to grab the vacuum and enjoyed the sounds of slow, sensual sex emanating from the bedroom. He imagined Piper on top. He saw her taking Bryan's cock for an erotic ride, milking him with her pussy in the hopes of extending his pleasure, of rewarding him for being such a good lover, for offering her the wealth of satisfaction she'd experienced over the past six months.
Though he wanted to stay and listen, Jack retrieved the vacuum and headed for the driveway. He thoroughly cleaned the inside of Bryan's car, sucking up every bit of dust and dirt he could find as he continued to imagine Piper riding her lover's cock without a care in the world.
When he was finished, Jack stepped back and surveyed his work with a surprising sense of pride. He felt good about the act of service he'd just engaged in. It made him far happier than he had any reason to be, and he suddenly hoped he'd be given another task of the same manner before the day was over.
Jack emptied the soapy water in the bucket, returned the hose to its place by the side of the house, and grabbed the vacuum before heading inside. He listened to the continued sounds of sex, but instead of joining his wife and her lover in the bedroom, Jack resolved to clean the house. It wasn't particularly dirty, but he wanted to serve, to do his duty as a good cuckold, and so he cleaned while another man fucked his wife in their marital bed.
It wasn't until Jack heard the orgasmic moans of both his wife and her lover that he was tempted to make his way towards the bedroom. Even then he resisted, though, for they hadn't requested his presence and he wanted to give them the time they desired to enjoy each other to the fullest.
Eventually, though, Piper's voice rang out. "You can come to the bedroom, cuckold!"
Jack did so with haste. He'd already enjoyed so many cuckold pleasures that day, but he craved more. He stepped into the bedroom to see Piper and Bryan's naked bodies entwined on Jack's side of the bed. It was a small thing, but he loved that they'd apparently fucked where he'd be sleeping that night.
"Did you wash my car?" Bryan asked.
"I did. I vacuumed the inside, too," Jack replied.
Piper offered a smile. "What a good cuckold. Do you think he deserves a reward?"
Bryan nodded.
Piper rolled onto her back and spread her legs. Jack's pulse quickened as he thought of once again being welcomed between her legs to clean Bryan's cum out of her.
"I want to see you in my panties," she said.
Jack hastily stripped, kicking off his shoes and removing his t-shirt and shorts, leaving in standing there in the yellow lace thong that encased his cock.
"They're adorable," Piper noted with a smile on her face. "It was such a good idea to have him wear panties while he cleaned your car...and while you fucked me. Wasn't it a good idea, cuckold?"
Jack nodded as his dick throbbed in the panties.
"Did it feel good? Did you enjoy wearing my panties while another man fucked me in our bed?" Piper asked.
The arousal spread from his loins to the rest of his body as Jack nodded once more. His fingers tingled just a bit as he thought of their neighbor walking up and almost immediately understanding that Jack was being cuckolded while washing another man's car. "Yes, I did," he answered.
"I think you should suck Bryan's cock clean before you clean my pussy," Piper said before turning to her lover. "Would that be okay?"
Bryan smiled. "Of course. Get to work, cuck."
Jack moved towards the bed and crawled between Bryan's legs. The thong stretched against his asshole as he took the other man's half-hard cock into his mouth and sucked it clean. The same musky smell filled his nose, but this time the taste was far more potent. It was sweet and salty and really quite delicious, in a wondrously kinky manner.
"Look at him," Piper said. "Look at how passionately he's sucking your cock. I think he really did like cleaning your car in my panties. I think he might have loved it."
"I think you're right," Bryan replied. "I think I was right to make him clean my car, just like I was right to think that it would be fun to have him do chores at my place next weekend. I think we absolutely have to do that now."
Piper kissed him as Jack continued to lick and suck the cock that had just fucked his wife. They were right. He'd loved cleaning Bryan's car. He'd loved doing it in his wife's panties. He'd loved the sense of submission.
"You can clean my pussy, cuckold," Piper said.
Jack hastily moved between his wife's legs, laid on his stomach - and pressed his panty-clad cock into the bed - and pushed his tongue inside her. He cleaned yet another load of her lover's cum out of her pussy and he did so gleefully. He moaned, he licked ravenously, and he couldn't help but gently rub his cock into the bed, enjoying the beautiful friction the panties provided.
"Mmm, that feels so good," Piper said softly.
Jack buried his tongue as deep inside her as he could and scooped up a thick dollop of cum. He savored the taste on his tongue before swallowing. He closed his eyes as the cum slid down his throat, leaving a thin coating behind. It was such a kinky delight to be able to consume another man's seed from his wife's pussy and in the moment it felt as though Jack's desire to do so would never be satiated.
"I'd like you to make us dinner tonight," Piper said. "I think I'd like steak, in fact, so you'll need to go shopping. Will you do that for us, cuckold?"
"Yes, of course," Jack replied.
"Good. You can go as soon as you finish cleaning my pussy. I want you to keep my panties on, though. I like the idea of you being out in the world in a pair of my underwear while I'm at home with the man that satisfies my pussy," she explained.
Jack liked that idea, too, and as he pushed his tongue back into his wife's pussy he couldn't help but experience a hint of excitement at the notion that someone might spot his panties as he shopped. It probably wouldn't happen, but it would certainly spice up his shopping experience, and there was nothing wrong with adding a little more spice to an already excellent Sunday.
