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Consulting the Cuckold Humiliation Handbook - Part 12
🕑 Added 2022-04-03 05:51:19 +0000 UTCClick here to read the previous parts of the story.
Peyton’s fingers moved up and down Scott’s thick, spit-soaked shaft as she smiled at him from her knees. “He has a perfect cock,” she said to Alan, who was watching her pleasure her lover from an armchair on the other side of the living room. “Doesn’t he?”
“I…I don’t know,” Alan answered.
Peyton looked at her husband and smiled. “It’s long and thick, though not so thick that giving him head makes my jaw ache. It’s just perfect. It’s a perfect cock.” She leaned forward, pressed her lips against the head, and offered a series of sensual kisses – with a little bit of tongue – that put a smile on Scott’s face as he sat naked on their couch.
“Do you think you have a perfect cock, Scott?” she asked.
“I like that you think I do,” he answered. “And I’m pretty sure that in this case, what you think is really all that matters.”
“I suppose that’s true,” Peyton replied before kissing her way down Scott’s thick shaft and gently sucking on his balls while she stroked and teased the head. She’d already been working her lover’s beautiful cock for ten minutes, but she intended on staying on her knees a little while longer, for it brought her great pleasure to make Scott feel good while Alan watched.
“Alan has a dazed look on his face,” Scott observed.
Peyton released her lover’s balls from her mouth and looked over to see that Alan did indeed seem dazed in the best way possible. “You like watching me pleasure him, don’t you baby?”
Alan nodded.
“Why don’t you come a little closer?” she suggested. “I promise, it looks even hotter when you can appreciate every little detail.” Alan stood and moved towards the couch Scott was sitting on, but Peyton redirected him. “No, no. Not on the couch. On your knees next to me.”
Peyton saw a small flash of excitement on her husband’s face as he fell to his knees next to her. She smiled at his eagerness to do as he was told, and perhaps at his eagerness to be directed by his wife.
“Do you remember the last time I got on my knees and worshiped your cock, Alan?” she asked.
He shook his head.
Peyton smiled. “I can’t either. Do you know why that is?”
“Because…because my cock doesn’t make you feel the way Scott’s does?” he guessed.
Peyton leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. “That’s right. Your cock isn’t worthy of being worshiped. You can’t provide me with the pleasure Scott can provide, so there’s no reason for me to get on my knees and show you the sort of worship I show him.”
Alan watched her fingers moving up and down Scott’s shaft and Peyton reached out with her free hand and grasped her husband’s erect cock through his jeans. She squeezed it softly and stroked him a little, eliciting a moan as Alan closed his eyes.
“Come here,” Peyton said. “Kiss me.”
Alan crawled a little closer and leaned in. Their lips met and Peyton stroked him faster as her tongue probed his mouth. Alan welcomed it, playing the part of her submissive even as they kissed.
“Feel my pussy,” she said softly.
Alan reached between her legs and ran his fingers over her labia before slipping two inside her. He filled her with ease and Peyton smiled and offered a quiet moan.
“Do you know why I’m so wet?” she asked.
“Because you love making Scott feel good?” Alan replied.
“That’s right,” Peyton said. “Because I love sucking his big, beautiful cock. Because it turns me on to worship the cock of the man that’s given me so many incredible orgasms since I first welcomed him into my pussy. There’s another reason, though.”
“What’s that?” Alan asked as he gently worked her clit with his finger.
“It turns me on to suck cock in front of you, Alan,” she said. “It turns me on to make my cuckold husband watch as I eagerly worship another man’s cock and balls. It turns me on to show you how eager I am to make Scott feel good. It turns me on to show you that you’re nowhere near the man he is.”
Peyton released her husband’s cock, grabbed his wrist, and pulled his fingers from her pussy. “Suck your fingers clean,” she instructed. “Taste my juices. Taste the juices that Scott generated.”
Alan lifted his fingers to his mouth and wrapped his lips around them. He sucked them clean just like she wanted and Peyton thought of her plans for her husband. He wasn’t ready yet, but someday she’d follow the suggestion of The Cuckold Humiliation Handbook and have her husband suck her lover’s cock. She’d turn Alan into a fluffer, a man who eagerly got on his knees in front of her lover to show that he knew his place as her cuckold. For now, though, she was going to ease him into that role.
“Do you want me to suck his cock, Alan? Do you want me to suck Scott’s beautiful cock while you watch from your knees?” she asked.
“Yes, please,” he admitted.
“Good. Soak your fingers in my pussy juice again,” she said. “Then suck them clean while I go back to worshiping my lover’s perfect cock.”
Alan slipped two fingers into her pussy, buried them deep, and then pulled out and pushed them into his mouth. Peyton smiled at her husband’s willingness to do exactly as she desired and then turned her attention to Scott.
“I really do love your cock,” she said before slowly kissing and licking her way from the base to the tip. She engulfed the plump head and sealed her lips around it, slowly moving her tongue back and forth over the sensitive underside while she swallowed half the shaft in a slow, steady motion.
“Fuck, Peyton, that’s incredible,” Scott said.
Peyton looked up at him and quickly found a steady rhythm, moving her mouth up and down his stiff, slick shaft at a speed designed to pleasure him without rushing Scott towards an orgasm. She moved her hand in concert with her mouth, stroking his shaft as she sucked voraciously on the head and ensuring that Scott spent a great deal of time in a place of the finest pleasure.
Eventually, Peyton pulled off and turned to Alan. Her lips were shiny with saliva and a little bit of precum and she knew it was time to introduce her husband to the joys of kissing her mere moments after her lover’s cock had departed her mouth.
“Kiss me,” she said.
Alan backed away a little, signaling that he wasn’t wild about the idea.
“It’s okay,” Peyton said. “It’s just a taste, baby.”
Alan’s face softened a little, but he still didn’t lean in to kiss her.
“What’s the matter?” she asked. “Are you afraid, baby? Are you worried that having the taste of Scott’s cock in your mouth will be disgusting?”
“I…I don’t know,” Alan said. “It just…it seems weird.”
“His cock tastes good,” Peyton replied. “Really good, in fact. I love having it in my mouth. I love tasting it. I love licking it. I love sucking it. I love making it cum in my mouth. I also love the idea of kissing my cuckold husband after I’ve had my lover’s beautiful cock in my mouth. Won’t you give me something I love, Alan? Won’t you kiss me after I’ve had Scott’s gorgeous, thick, perfect cock in my mouth?”
Peyton watched her husband’s resistance slowly melt away as she stared into his eyes and offered a seductive smile. She knew he’d give in to her desires. It’s what he always did. He was a cuckold and she’d made sure he knew his place. She just had to guide him where she wanted him to be.
“Yes, I’ll kiss you,” Alan said.
“Come closer,” Peyton replied. “Get on your knees right next to me. I promise, you’ll enjoy the view even more. Just stare at my lips as they move up and down his beautiful shaft. Stare as I suck his cock and make him feel good.”
She turned back to Scott, smiled at him, and took his cock in her mouth. She took her time, moving slowly up and down the thick shaft and ensuring that Alan got a perfect view of everything she did to make her lover feel spectacularly good.
Scott’s cock departed her mouth and Peyton turned to Alan, who was sitting right next to her with a lusty look in his eyes. “I want to kiss you, baby. I want to share the taste of my lover’s cock with my cuckold husband.”
Peyton leaned closer and tilted her head. She thought Alan might back out at the last moment, but he didn’t. He leaned in a little and their lips met. Peyton pushed her tongue into her husband’s mouth and shared the taste of her lover’s cock with him. She moaned to make absolutely certain that Alan knew how much she was enjoying herself – and she really was – and he moaned right back.
“Doesn’t it feel good to kiss your wife after she’s had a real man’s cock in her mouth?” Peyton asked.
Alan offered a subtle nod as if he didn’t want to fully commit to the idea. Peyton knew she had him, though. She took Scott’s cock in her mouth again and she made it a little sloppier, letting saliva run from her mouth as she sucked and licked the thick shaft that had given her so many incredible orgasms.
The moment his cock left her mouth Peyton turned to Alan and gave him a sloppy kiss. She transferred all of that spit to his mouth and he welcomed it with a moan. She reached between his legs to confirm he sported a raging erection and his moaned deepened.
“Does it turn you on to taste his cock on my lips and tongue?” she asked.
“Yes,” he admitted.
“It turns me on to share the taste with you, baby,” Peyton said before turning to Scott’s cock and running her fingers all over the spit-soaked shaft. She even played with his balls a little before looking back to her husband and holding up those slippery fingers. “Open up,” she instructed.
Alan looked at her fingers. He must have known what was coming, but that didn’t stop him from opening his mouth. Peyton smiled and pushed her fingers onto his tongue. He closed his lips around them and he sucked without having to be told.
“That’s a good cuckold,” she said, eliciting a moan as her fingers pushed deeper into his mouth. “You like being a good cuckold for me, don’t you?”
Alan nodded.
Peyton gently moved her fingers in and out of her husband’s mouth. “I love that you’re a good cuckold, Alan. I love that you’re sucking the taste of Scott’s cock from my fingers. I love that you let me share the taste with a kiss. I love that you’re on your knees watching me worship his cock. But, I need to get fucked, so I want you to run to the bedroom and retrieve a condom for me. Will you do that?”
She pulled her fingers from his mouth and Alan nodded quickly before getting up and rushing towards the bedroom. Peyton turned to Scott and swallowed his cock once more. She tried her best to deepthroat him and she kept it up until Alan returned to his knees right next to her.
Peyton offered one more cock-flavored kiss – a kiss that included a vigorous tongue fucking of her husband’s mouth – before smiling and saying, “Be a good cuckold and put the condom on his cock.”
Alan tore the wrapper, pulled out the condom, and moved a little closer to roll it down Scott’s cock. He still looked a little uncomfortable doing it, but he didn’t yet have much experience. That would change, though. Alan was going to dress Scott’s cock every time he fucked Peyton.
“That’s good, baby,” she said. “I love that you want to help me enjoy my lover’s cock. I love that you’re so eager to be a good cuckold. Now I want you to put his cock inside me.”
Peyton stood, spun around, and sat in Scott’s lap. He put his hands on her waist and helped lift her hips so Alan could place his cock between her pussy lips.
“Do it,” she said. “Place his superior cock inside me. Show me that you understand that I need to be fucked by a real man and put his cock inside me.”
Alan wrapped his fingers around the base of Scott’s thick cock and helped guide the head to her pussy lips. She smiled and sank down on it as Alan looked up at her and watched the pleasure on her face as she took every inch in reverse cowgirl.
“I want you to lick my clit,” Peyton said.
“What?” Alan asked.
“I want you to lick my clit while he’s inside me,” she clarified. “Right now. I want you to lean forward and use your tongue to pleasure me while my lover’s big, beautiful cock is balls deep inside my pussy.”
Alan looked at her clit – and likely the cock buried inside her – and hesitated.
“You can do it voluntarily, or I can grab a handful of your hair and pull your head into place. If I do that, though, you’re definitely going to come into contact with Scott’s cock and his big, heavy balls. It’s up to you, though,” Peyton said.
Alan leaned forward and extended his tongue to flick it over her clit. He was still too hesitant, though. Peyton needed more.
“You need to make me feel good, Alan,” she said. “You need to understand that it’s a cuckold’s place to do whatever the fuck his wife wants. You need to understand that you can’t fuck me worth a damn, which is why Scott’s cock is buried inside me right now. You need to understand that I want to feel you pleasure my clit right now, and if you can’t do that I will slap your face with Scott’s big dick. Do you understand?”
Alan looked up at her and nodded and Peyton was certain she saw lust in her husband’s eyes. She smiled at the idea that he liked her being a great deal bossier than usual. Either way, it worked, because Alan went for it. He leaned in. He sealed his lips around her clit. He worshiped her while another man’s cock was deep inside her.
“Now follow my clit with your tongue,” she instructed. “Follow it as I ride Scott’s cock.”
Peyton slowly lifted her pussy from her lover’s big cock and Alan did his job. He followed her clit with his tongue. He licked with great passion, doing as instructed to make her feel good. It worked, too. The combination of Scott’s thick cock stretching her out and reaching such deep places inside her and her husband’s tongue made for a deeply pleasurable experience, one that soon had her on the brink of an orgasm.
“I’m close, baby,” Peyton said. “Keep licking my clit while Scott’s cock stretches out my tight pussy.”
Peyton bounced faster on Scott’s dick. She wanted him to cum too. She wanted her pussy to provide him with the ultimate pleasure while her husband serviced her clit from his knees.
“Oh, fuck, Scott, I’m close,” she said.
“Me too,” he replied in the strained voice of a man on the verge of an orgasm.
Scott came first. He grasped Peyton’s breasts and groaned in the way he tended to when having a spectacular orgasm. Peyton continued to ride him through his climax and then dropped down on his dick and let Alan take her the rest of the way. The result was full body orgasm that curled her toes and left her legs trembling. She felt juices dripping from her pussy, too, in no small part because Alan had been such a good cuckold.
“Thank you,” Peyton said as she reached out and caressed Alan’s face. “And thank you, Scott, as always, for your perfect cock and your willingness to service another man’s wife.”
“It’s my pleasure, as always,” Scott replied.
Peyton lifted her pussy from his cock and marveled at the size of the load resting in the tip. She thought of the Handbook and the advice to make her cuckold jerk off with her lover’s condom. She smiled at the idea of doing that, but she knew Alan wasn’t ready. He needed a little more training before he’d be ready for that sort of humiliation.
“Take his condom off and throw it out,” she instructed.
Alan reached up and carefully removed the condom from Scott’s cock before standing and rushing to the kitchen. Peyton curled up with her lover and ran her fingers over his muscular chest and hard stomach. He was a gorgeous man that almost any woman would have killed for, and he was all hers to play with. Plus, she had a loving cuckold husband that was increasingly into the deepening humiliation she offered him. She was a very lucky woman.
“Is there anything else I can get you?” Alan asked.
“No,” Peyton said. “But, if you’d like, you can masturbate.”
“I would like that,” Alan said.
“Good. Go get yourself a condom and then strip and get on your knees in front of us. You can jerk off into the condom while Scott and I kiss. Maybe I’ll even suck his big cock to get him stiff so he can fuck me again,” Peyton replied.
Alan rushed to the bedroom once again and Peyton turned to Scott and asked, “You don’t mind staying a little longer, do you?”
“I’m yours for as long as you want me, Peyton,” he answered.
Peyton rewarded him with a kiss as Alan returned to the living room and hastily stripped. She knew it wouldn’t take long for him to cum, but she wanted to put on a show to make him feel good, so she’d suck her lover’s cock and maybe she’d even share a taste with her cuckold to put him over the top. The better his orgasm was, the more dedicated he’d be to becoming the cuckold she wanted him to be, and Peyton had big plans for Alan, so she needed him to be a very good cuckold.
