Becca Bellamy
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Her Pleasure is the Only Reason You Need
🕑 Added 2022-10-26 05:43:46 +0000 UTCDo you remember what you said all those years ago when you convinced me to cuckold you?
You said that it was my pleasure that turned you on more than anything. You said that my pleasure mattered more than anything else, which is why you thought I deserved to fuck a man with a much bigger cock than that cute little dicklet between your legs.
And you know what, sweetie? You were right. I did deserve to fuck someone bigger and better than you, and if I'm being honest, cuckolding you has made me happier than I thought possible. As it turns out, being married to a man with a little dick is a recipe for disappointment unless that man is willing to let you fuck other guys.
Thankfully, I married a cuckold. Neither of us knew it when we got married, but you quickly realized you were destined to be cuckolded. You knew long before I did. You could sense that I wasn't satisfied with our sex life, that I needed more than you could give me. That's why you encouraged me to cuckold you.
I've enjoyed every moment of it, too. From the very first time all those years ago to the incredible sex I have with my current bull.
I love how much you enjoy participating in your cuckolding, too. I love when you dress me in lingerie for my bull. I love when you prepare my pussy with that talented tongue of yours. I love when you crawl between my legs and lovingly clean his cum out of me after he's fucked me to multiple orgasms and flooded my pussy with his load.
Now I want more from you. I want so much more from you. I want you to show me that you meant it when you said that my pleasure was all that mattered.
First, did you really mean it when you said that? Is my pleasure truly the only thing that matters to you?
Mmm, that makes me so happy, because I want you to do something that you're not going to enjoy.
How do I know? Because you're straight, baby, and straight men don't enjoy sucking cock.
Aww, don't make that face, sweetie. You said that my pleasure was all that mattered. You said that my pleasure was the most important thing to you. You remember that, right? You remember saying that to me.
Of course you remember. Now I want you to prove that you really meant it. It's one thing to say it, sweetie. It's something else entirely to show that you meant it. So, are you going to suck cock for me, cuckold? Are you going to be a good boy and give my bull a blowjob while I watch?
I know you don't want to. I know you hate the idea of it. I can see that your little dick is soft. I can tell that you're not turned on. That's what turns me on, though. I want you to suck cock even though you find the idea repulsive. I want you to wrap those pretty lips of yours around his big cock and I want you to suck until he's hard as a rock in your mouth. Then I want you to keep on sucking until he's coated your tongue in the thick, creamy reward that every good cocksucker craves.
No? You won't suck cock for me, baby? You won't take his big beautiful dick between your lips? You won't lick and suck on the plump head? You won't play with his balls? You won't look up at him while you're worshiping his dick and make it perfectly clear that you understand your place as an inferior man?
Very well. Then you won't be watching him fuck me anymore. You won't be invited to dress me in the perfect lingerie set. You won't be permitted to eat my cunt and get me nice and wet for him. You won't be welcomed between my legs after he's filled me with his load. I'll still fuck him - I'm never going back to your cock - but it will be as if you're no longer being cuckolded.
What's the matter, sweetie? Is that not what you want? Does the idea of being deprived of the joys of being a cuckold make you sad?
Then get on your fucking knees, look up at me, and tell me that you'll suck cock for me.
Do it. Right fucking now.
Mmm, that's a good boy.
Is that fear I see in your eyes, my love? Does the idea of sucking dick for your wife scare you? Does the idea of his thick cock stretching your mouth and pushing into your throat terrify you? Do you worry that I'll see you differently once you've become a cocksucker for me?
You're right. I will. It will change things between us once you've sucked dick for me. I'll see you for what you are. I'll see you as a cocksucking cuckold. I'll see you as a man that's never going to be worthy of my pussy. I'll see you as a man that's better off being used as a tool for my pleasure.
You could refuse, of course, but we both know that you don't really have a choice. You cherish being my cuckold, and that's worth more to you than your dignity. It's worth more to you than your sexuality, which is why you're going to suck dick for me.
You're going to suck dick each and every time my bull comes over. Sometimes you'll fluff him for my pussy. Sometimes you'll suck him off and swallow his load before fluffing him to a second erection so he can spend the rest of the night pounding my cunt while you watch. Sometimes you'll just get on your knees between his legs and suck on his balls while he and I watch a movie.
You're not going to want to do any of that, and I don't care. You're going to do it because it's what I want. You don't really have a choice.
You're going to be my eager little cocksucker, aren't you?
