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The Dominant Bull - Part 9
🕑 Added 2022-05-27 05:56:20 +0000 UTCClick here to read the previous parts of the story.
"You seem a little distracted," Autumn noted as she and Emmett walked towards the farmer's market. "Is everything okay?"
Emmett smiled, in large part because he appreciated his wife's ability to read his mood. "Yes and maybe no, I guess," he said.
Autumn stopped in the middle of the sidewalk and they stepped aside to let their fellow farmer's market goers pass by. "Wait, what do you mean? Did something happen?"
"No. Well, yes and no, I guess. I don't know," Emmett stammered. "We should probably talk about it, but this isn't the right place for that, you know? It has to do with Warrick and all of that."
Autumn smiled. "Ahh, okay. Yes, you're right, this probably isn't the right place to talk about it. Why don't we grab a coffee from that cute little place across the street and grab one of those tables in the corner. They seem pretty private."
"That sounds good," Emmett said as a sense of relief washed over him. He'd clearly been holding on to a fair amount of stress over the past few days - since Warrick's last visit where Emmett got on his knees and begged for the chance to suck the bull's cock - and it helped immensely to tell Autumn that he was feeling that stress.
They crossed the street, got their coffees, and headed to a table in the far corner of the outdoor sitting area. "So, what's going on?" Autumn asked.
Emmett took a deep breath and stared down into his drink, but no words exited his mouth. He didn't look up until Autumn reached across the table, took his hand in hers and gave it a reassuring squeeze. Then the question he really wanted an answer to just poured out of him. "What would you have thought of me if I'd actually given Warrick a blowjob two nights ago?"
"Is that what you've been worried about?" she asked before a smile slowly crossed her face.
"Yes, that's what I've been worried about," Emmett replied. "It's just not the sort of thing a straight man is ever supposed to do, you know? I mean, I know I didn't give him a blowjob, but I begged for it, Autumn. I got on my knees and I begged to suck Warrick's cock." Much to his surprise, Emmett felt a touch of arousal work its way outwards from his loins as he spoke the absolute truth about what had happened in their living room just a few nights ago.
"Yes, you did," Autumn replied. "You begged for the pleasure of sucking my bull's cock. You did so because you're a cuckold, and because Warrick has helped you both see and embrace that side of yourself. It's not a bad thing, though. It's a good thing, Emmett. Maybe that sounds crazy from where you're sitting, but to me it's a really good thing, in fact. And, if I'm being totally honest, it's kind of hot."
Emmett leaned back a little as he felt his eyebrows shoot up. "Hot?"
Autumn smiled shyly, like she was a little surprised she'd expressed that particular thought. "I know it sounds crazy. I do. But yes, the idea of you sucking Warrick's cock is hot. Not because I have this intense desire to see my husband give a blowjob, but because I love the idea of you being a good cuckold. I always find it arousing when you submit to Warrick. I guess I'm not sure why that's the case, but it really is a turn on for me. When you got on your knees for him, when you begged him to suck his cock, Emmett, it turned me on. It was kind of incredible."
"That's...well, that's unexpected, I guess," Emmett said. "I mean, maybe it shouldn't be, but it is."
Autumn leaned closer and reached out to take both his hands. "I've come to think of Warrick as our bull," she said. "Maybe that's not where your head is at or where your head will ever be at, but that's how I think of it and I'm pretty sure that's his ultimate goal, too. He sees himself as the caretaker of our pleasure, in a way, and he sees his role as a bull to ensure that we both get as much out of this new version of our sex life as possible."
"So if I'd...if I'd actually given him a blowjob that night, what would you have thought?" Emmett asked.
"I would have thought it was beautiful," Autumn answered. "I would have thought you were doing what comes naturally to a cuckold. I would have thought you were sucking cock to make me and our bull happy. I would have thought you were fully embracing the man you were clearly always meant to be. Plus, I would have been even wetter than I was."
Again Emmett couldn't help but feel turned on, and he was astounded that the idea of giving Warrick a blowjob was part of his arousal.
"I'm turned on right now," Autumn admitted. "Thinking about the way you begged Warrick for the pleasure of sucking his cock, and then thinking about you actually doing it, about you worshiping the cock of the man that has made your wife feel a deeper, more satisfying kind of sexual pleasure than at any other time in her life, that turns me on, Emmett. It makes me wet. It fills me with desire."
"I’m turned on too," Emmett said.
Autumn smiled. "Really? At the thought of sucking Warrick's cock?"
Emmett's heart pounded as he nodded. It felt so risky to admit something like that to his wife, but it was true, and she'd just confessed that she liked the idea of him sucking their bull's cock.
"Will you beg him again?" Autumn asked. "Will you beg our bull for the pleasure of sucking his cock before he fucks me? Will you be a good cuckold and beg for the pleasure of giving him a blowjob and placing his cock inside your wife?"
"Yes," Emmett answered as he felt a stiffness form in his pants. "Autumn, can I...I don't know, can I go down on you somehow, or somewhere? Can I make you feel good? Would Warrick allow that?"
Autumn smiled. "He would. I'm not seeing him again for a few days, so he wouldn't mind if you made me cum with your tongue. You're not allowed to play with your cock, though. You understand that, right?"
Emmett nodded as it suddenly felt utterly thrilling that Warrick had control over his orgasms.
"Let's go back to the car," Autumn said. "You can go down on me there."
Emmett stood and grabbed Autumn's bag to hold over his crotch and hide his erection. They left their barely-drunk coffees on the table and headed towards the car at a far faster pace than anyone else on the sidewalk. They'd parked on a side street but it struck Emmett as far too public to be indulging in oral sex. "This is crazy," he said as Autumn climbed in the backseat. "We can't do this in public, can we?"
She spread her legs, pulled up her skirt, and pulled her panties aside. "You can go down on me or I can masturbate. It's up to you."
Emmett watched his wife masturbate in the backseat of their car. He looked up and down the sidewalk of the tree-lined street and saw no one coming their way. They were parked in such a way that no one looking out their windows would be able to see anything happening in the car, either, so Emmett decided to go for it. He crawled into the backseat, shut the door, and dropped his head between his wife's legs.
"Oh, baby, that's it," Autumn said as he went to work on her pussy. "That feels so good."
Emmett reached up to slip a finger between her plump labia and he probed in search of her g-spot while his tongue continued to massage her throbbing clit.
"I can't stop thinking about it," she said between moans. "I keep hearing you utter those words, Emmett. I keep hearing you beg for the chance to suck our bull's cock. It's such a turn on. It makes me so wet. It makes my whole body tingle with pleasure. I want you to do it next time, Emmett. I want you to beg for the chance to pleasure Warrick before he fucks me. I want you to show him - and me - that you really have embraced that you were meant to be a cuckold, that nothing makes you happier than watching your wife enjoy a dominant man's big cock."
Emmett was so turned on he was convinced he could have cum by grinding his stiff cock into the backseat. He kept his hips still, though, for he'd long since surrendered control over his orgasms to Warrick, which was further proof that Autumn was right. Emmett really was meant to be a cuckold. He was meant to be the kind of man that loved the fact that someone else fucked his wife far better than he did. He was meant to find pleasure in that and everything else that came with being a cuckold. He was meant to submit to Warrick right along with her.
"I'm cumming!" Autumn cried out as she reached down and held onto his head with both hands. Her thighs trembled as Emmett put his tongue inside her to soak up her juices and find a little extra pleasure in the fact that he'd just helped his wife have one hell of an orgasm.
"That was a lot more exciting than I thought it would be," Emmett noted as he looked up.
Autumn laughed, sat up, and wiped some of her juices from his lips and chin. "Yes it was. Thank you for that. I thoroughly enjoyed your tongue."
She pulled him close for a soft kiss that included a little bit of pleasure from her tongue and Emmett's cock continued to throb with a desire that he knew wouldn't be satiated until Warrick gave him permission to cum.
"You probably need a little time for that stiffness of yours to fade, don't you?" she asked.
Emmett laughed. "I think I do."
"I should stop kissing you, then," Autumn said right before kissing him again. This time her tongue was quite vigorous in his mouth, making it clear she found it thrilling to keep him in a state of lust.
"You really should stop kissing me," Emmett replied.
Her lips hovered achingly close to his as she said, "I really should," before kissing him once more. She really went for it, offering her tongue in the most erotic way and somehow deepening Emmett's lust and making his cock throb even harder. "I think I could do this all day, though."
Emmett wasn't going to argue with that, for he couldn't think of anything better than spending a day making out with his beautiful wife.
"What are we seeing?" Autumn asked as Emmett pulled into the drive in theater.
"The Doctor Strange sequel," Warrick replied. "It's loud and silly, but it's perfect for this sort of thing. Plus, what we're seeing doesn't actually matter all that much, does it? I think we all know that the point of a drive-in theater is to fool around in the car, right?"
Emmett looked in the rearview mirror to see Autumn cuddle up a little closer to Warrick with a smile on her face. He pulled the car forward and rolled the window down. "For Doctor Strange, please."
"$39," the woman in the booth said.
Emmett pulled our his credit card, tapped it against the machine, and paid for him, his wife, and her bull to go on a date at the drive-in theater.
"Head to the right," the woman said after handing Emmett his receipt. "And enjoy the show."
Emmett pulled ahead, turned to the right, and followed the signs for Doctor Strange. "Find a space in the middle," Warrick suggested from the backseat. "Not too close to the front."
The sun was just beginning to set and the lot for Doctor Strange was about a quarter of the way full as Emmett navigated the aisles and pulled into a space just about halfway down the lot. He turned the car off, turned on the radio, and tuned it to the station designated for their screen before turning around and asking, "Can I get any snacks for the car?"
"Ooh, I'd love a popcorn," Autumn said as her hand moved in gentle circles over Warrick's thigh. "And a soda. And butter on the popcorn, please."
"Make it a large popcorn," Warrick added. "We'll share it. And get a bottle of Coke, too."
"I'll be back soon," Emmett said before getting out of the car and heading towards the snack stand. He looked back when he was just a few rows away from their car and he was certain that Warrick and Autumn were already engaged in a little bit of kissing, but of course they were. They hadn't seen each other in half a week and Autumn tended to get a little crazy with lust for her bull when she went that long without enjoying the pleasures he offered her.
Emmett tried not to think too hard about what the evening would entail, mostly because he didn't want to sprout an erection while waiting in line for popcorn and soda. He suspected he'd spend most of the night listening to his wife and her bull fool around in the backseat. He wasn't sure how far they'd go - it wouldn't have surprised him if they fucked in the backseat, but he could see Warrick limiting the action to foreplay only - but he knew there'd be lots of hot and heavy play and very little actual movie watching, which was just fine with him.
Darkness had fallen and the movie was playing by the time Emmett got his popcorn and soda, largely thanks to a severe shortage of employees at the snack shack. That was fine with him, though, as he saw no downside to giving Autumn and Warrick a little time alone to fool around in the car.
They were kissing when Emmett got back into the car and set the sodas in the cup holders. They didn't stop kissing, either. Emmett looked into the backseat to see that Warrick had a hand up Autumn's shirt and he was quite clearly playing with her breasts while she moaned into his mouth and massaged his cock through his jeans. Emmett found the sight far more engrossing than the movie playing on screen and he would have been more than happy to spend the rest of his night watching his wife and her bull fool around.
"Hey," Autumn said with a smile as she finally broke the kiss with her bull. Warrick's hand remained up her shirt, though, and it wasn't until that point that Emmett noticed that Autumn's bra rested on the seat next to her, which meant her bull's hand was manipulating her naked breasts.
"Hey," Emmett replied. "I got your popcorn. And your sodas."
Autumn leaned back, closed her eyes, and moaned as Warrick played with her breasts. Emmett wondered if the bull was manipulating her nipples, as that tended to be an easy way to arouse Autumn and leave her with little choice but to surrender to the pleasure coursing through her body.
Then, Autumn's eyes opened and she met Emmett's gaze. She smiled and said, "I think there's something Emmett would very much enjoy doing tonight."
"Is that right?" Warrick asked as Emmett's heart pounded. "What is it you'd like to do tonight, Emmett?"
Emmett knew what Autumn meant. He remembered their conversation at the cafe. He remembered going down on her in the car as she thought of him giving their bull a blowjob. He remembered how they'd both fantasized about it the next night as well, once again while Emmett was licking her pussy. So Emmett knew what Autumn wanted him to say, what she wanted him to do in their car at the drive in theater.
"Emmett?" Warrick asked. "Are you going to tell me what you want, or are you going to make me guess? I should say, I don't like guessing."
Autumn moaned again, but this time she kept her gaze firmly focused on Emmett. "Tell him what you want. Tell our bull what you want."
Emmett turned his attention to Warrick, swallowed hard, and said, "I want to suck your cock. I want to be a good cuckold and I want to suck your cock so you can fuck my wife. I want my mouth to prepare you to fuck her. I want to offer you my mouth. I want to submit to you."
"And is that what you want, Autumn?" Warrick asked as he pulled his hand from her shirt and reached under her skirt. "Do you want your husband to suck my cock? Do you want him to submit to me in that way?"
"Desperately," Autumn said before unleashing a moan that filled the car.
Warrick looked at Emmett and smiled confidently. "Switch places," he instructed. "Autumn, you can enjoy a little popcorn while your cuckold husband gives me his mouth."
Autumn got out of the car and came around to the driver's side. Emmett took a deep breath and gathered his courage for what he was about to do. He got out of the car and Autumn grabbed his arm, kissed him on the cheek, and whispered, "I love that you're going to suck his cock. I love that you're going to submit to our bull. I love that you're willing and eager to be such a good cuckold, Emmett. I love it."
Emmett stood there as she kissed him on the cheek again and let her soft lips linger for a few moments more before getting behind the wheel and grabbing the tub of popcorn. He moved to the backseat and stared at the rather obvious bulge - even in the dark - in Warrick's jeans.
"You've made progress, Emmett," Warrick said. "Progress as a cuckold. Progress as the kind of husband your wife needs. This is a big moment for you. Don't be afraid, though. This was your destiny all along, just like I told you at the diner that day. You were always going to end up with my cock in your mouth. I saw what you were the first time I met you. I knew this would happen. I knew you'd submit. I knew you'd accept me as your bull, just like your wife has accepted me as her bull."
Emmett moved closer and reached out to find Warrick's zipper in the darkness. "May I?" he asked as his fingers gripped the warm metal.
"You may," Warrick said as he looked towards the front seat and smiled.
Emmett glanced that way and saw Autumn watching while slowly eating popcorn. She was enjoying a show at the drive in, it just wasn't the one they'd paid for. Emmett tugged on Warrick's zipper and slowly pulled it down. He moved his hand between the denim fabric and into the bull's pants. He slipped his fingers into Warrick's underwear and found his cock, which was still semi-hard from the foreplay he'd enjoyed with Autumn.
"Pull it out, baby," Autumn encouraged him from the front seat. "Pull out our bull's cock. Free him. Free him and take him in your mouth. Free him and suck him like a good cuckold. Get him hard and wet for my pussy."
Emmett freed Warrick's cock from his pants and stared at it. It was dark enough in the car that he couldn't make out every detail, but there was no question he had his fingers wrapped around another man's cock. His mouth was inches away from it. He was on the verge of taking an enormous step as a cuckold.
"Suck my cock, cuckold," Warrick said. "Embrace your place."
Emmett took a deep breath, let it out slowly, and parted his lips. He leaned down and felt the soft flesh of Warrick's cock head enter his mouth. He heard Autumn moan as the sounds of the movie bounced around the car. Emmett swirled his tongue around the spongy cock head in his mouth and Warrick moaned, a surefire sign of approval from his wife's bull.
"That's it," Warrick said. "This is what a cuckold does. This is how he treats the man that satisfies his wife. This is how he shows his submission to the bull that's entered his marriage and improved it."
"How does it feel?" Autumn asked.
"It always feels good when a cuckold finally takes my cock in his mouth," Warrick answered. "It's the surrender that thrills me most, though. It's the sensation that the cuckold now knows his place, that we will both go forth from this point with a deeper understanding of our relationship. And, there's truly something exquisite that happens when a hotwife sees her husband suck cock for the first time. She finally understands what he is. She finally sees him as the most honest version of himself. How does it feel for you, Autumn?"
Emmett eagerly awaited his wife's answer as his mouth moved up and down the thick, stiff shaft that now filled it. Warrick put a hand on the back of his neck and applied gentle pressure, but it seemed to Emmett that the hand was about more than a little bit of pressure. It was about control. It was about showing that he was the one in control, that Emmett had completely surrendered to the power of his wife's bull, of their bull.
"It's such a turn on," Autumn answered. "I can't explain why, but seeing it, seeing his lips moving up and down your shaft, seeing him suck your cock like this, especially while we're at the drive in, to be honest, is so hot to me."
"That's a beautiful thing, Autumn," Warrick said. "That means you and your husband are truly made for each other. You're not repulsed by his cocksucking. You're turned on. You're drawn to him. It makes you feel good to see him surrender, to take me in his mouth, to worship the cock that gives you such pleasure. I promise, you two are only going to feel happier as I teach you the finer points of being a cuckold couple."
Emmett tasted some of Warrick's sweet precum as he continued to suck with vigor. His jaw was a little sore, but he wasn't going to stop until he was told to do so. He'd committed, now, and he was going to keep on sucking like a good cuckold was supposed to.
"Will you fuck me?" Autumn asked from the front seat. "I know it's not my place to demand that, to demand the pleasure you give me, but I'm desperate, Warrick. I am."
"You can ride my cock," Warrick said. "Your husband will sit next to you and watch as you ride the cock that he just sucked."
Autumn hastily got out of the car and opened the back door on Warrick's side. Emmett's head popped up and he moved away to give Autumn plenty of room to ride her bull. He watched her pull off her panties and then climb into the car and straddle Warrick. A moment later a look of pleasure washed over her face. He was inside her.
"How does it feel?" Warrick asked.
"It's perfect," she answered. "Your cock is perfect. It's fucking perfect inside me."
"Does it feel better knowing that your loving cuckold husband sucked my cock for you?" Warrick asked.
Autumn looked at Emmett and smiled. "It does. It feels much better knowing that Emmett was willing and eager to give you a blowjob, to prepare you for me, to be a good cuckold."
"Ride me," Warrick said.
Autumn bounced on Warrick's cock almost immediately. She clearly needed no further encouragement to take the pleasure she craved. She rode him hard and the sounds of her moans joined in with the sounds of Doctor Strange as the movie continued to play on the massive drive in screen. Emmett paid it no attention, though, for the movie couldn't compete with the astonishing show unfolding in the backseat of his car. His wife was riding a cock that he'd just sucked. She was bouncing on her bull's big dick and she was wetter because Emmett had been willing to offer his eager mouth for her pleasure.
"Kiss him," Warrick said. "Kiss your husband while you ride my cock. Kiss him while you make me cum inside you."
Autumn moaned as Emmett slid closer. She leaned over a little and their lips met. She moaned into his mouth while her tongue danced with his. She bounced harder on Warrick's cock and he too joined in on moaning as he seemingly neared his orgasm.
"Cum on my cock," Warrick demanded. "Be a good girl and cum on my cock."
Autumn did so just a few moments later. She pulled away from Emmett just a little and then unleashed a wild moan. He felt the warmth of her breath against his face as she climaxed. A second later she leaned in and kissed him again. Her tongue invaded his mouth as she came on her bull's cock. Emmett felt deeply connected to his wife in a way that filled him with an astounding sense of satisfaction.
"Cum inside me," Autumn said as she looked into Emmett's eyes. "Cum inside me so I can feed your load to my cuckold husband."
That seemed to put Warrick over the top as he grabbed Autumn's hips and pulled her down onto his cock. His deep grunts and groans filled the car while he unloaded inside her. Autumn leaned over and kissed Emmett once more, though this time it was slow and sensual.
When Warrick was finished, he helped Autumn off his lap and she turned and sat across his legs while spreading her own. "Clean me," she said. "Clean him out of me."
Emmett moved into position and did just that. He licked another man's cum from his wife's pussy and he wondered if there was anyone else at the drive in theater doing that very thing. He suspected not, though, and in that way he felt uniquely blessed. Most men wouldn't feel that way, of course, but Emmett certainly did and that put a smile on his face as he greedily slurped another man's cum from Autumn's pussy.
As far as Emmett was concerned, life was exceptionally good and it seemed as if it could only get better as Warrick guided them both further along the path of cuckoldry, a path that had provided only the finest pleasures up to that point.
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