Becca Bellamy
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Your Cuckolding - Part 17
🕑 Added 2021-08-27 06:27:15 +0000 UTCClick here to read the previous parts of the story.
You were in the kitchen opening a second bottle of wine for you, your wife, and her friend Leah. She’d come over at your wife’s invitation and you’d already spent an hour catching up and couldn’t resist the allure of another bottle of wine and the conversation that would follow.
“So, Sarah, I hope you don’t mind me asking, but who was that gorgeous man I saw you with the other day?” Leah asked. She was talking quietly enough that you suspected she thought you couldn’t hear her, but with a little wine in her she couldn’t quite keep her voice down.
“Where did you see me?” your wife asked.
“You were standing outside that little Italian restaurant downtown, the one with the gelato place right next to it,” Leah answered.
“Oh, that was Alec,” your wife said. “He’s my bull.”
You froze with the bottle of wine in one hand and the corkscrew in the other. When did your wife decide she was going to tell her friends about her and Alec? Furthermore, when did she and Alec start going out in public where they might be recognized?
“Your bull?” Leah asked.
You put the bottle of wine on the counter and inched towards the living room to hear your wife’s answer.
“Right, yes, sorry, Alec is, well, my fuck buddy, I guess you could say. He’s been fucking me for months, now, actually,” your wife answered. “It is, without question, the best sex I’ve ever had. It’s completely reinvigorated our marriage, too.”
There was a long pause and you imagined Leah staring at your wife with her mouth agape. “Wait, what?” she finally said.
“Darling,” your wife called out, “what’s taking so long with the wine?”
“Sorry!” you said before rushing over to the bottle and quickly opening it up. You headed for the living room, refilled all three wine glasses, and sat next to your wife.
“He knows, Leah,” your wife said as she put her hand on your knee. “He encouraged me to take a lover, in fact. It’s his fantasy. I’d say he enjoys it even more than I do.”
Your wife friend’s picked up her wine glass, took a long sip, and then leaned closer as if she was trying to study both of you. “Is this for real?” she asked. “Are you really sleeping with that gorgeous man I saw you with?”
“He slept in our bed last night,” your wife said before looking at you. “Tell her where you slept.”
“I slept in the guest room,” you answered.
Leah’s mouth fell open once more. It seemed as though you’d truly blown her mind.
“Well, you didn’t spend the whole night in the guest room, did you?” your wife asked.
You smiled. “No, I suppose not.”
“What does that mean?” Leah asked.
Your wife rubbed your knee in a somewhat suggestive manner, catching Leah’s eye and leading to a slight stirring of desire between your legs. “Tell her,” she suggested.
“I woke up to the sounds of sex,” you said. “It was a little after five in the morning. I could hear them…well, fucking. Sarah was being loud. She tends to be that way when I’m in the house while she’s having sex with him. She likes to wake me up.”
“Be honest,” your wife said. “You like it when I wake you up.”
“That’s true,” you replied with a smile. “I do.”
“What did you do?” Leah asked. It seemed that she’d moved past being shocked by the news that you and your wife engaged in cuckolding and had moved on to being deeply interested.
“I went to the master bedroom,” you said. “I fell to my knees by the side of the bed and I watched. Sarah was on her back. Alec was between her legs. They were having such passionate, beautiful sex. It was incredible.”
Your memory of was so fresh that it felt like you were reliving the encounter in the moment. You saw your beautiful wife on her back with her legs parted. You saw Alec’s cock moving in and out of her pussy. You saw her eyes closed and her mouth opened as she unleashed a series of low, beautiful moans of pleasure while he filled her pussy with his deep thrusts.
“You watched?” Leah asked.
You nodded and your wife said, “He did more than watch. He almost always does more than watch.”
“Really?” Leah asked.
“Tell her,” your wife said.
“I masturbated,” you said. “I’m not allowed to cum until Sarah gives me permission, but I masturbated as I watched him fuck her.”
Your wife’s hand moved a few inches closer to your crotch. Leah glanced down, but she didn’t seem bothered by the fact that you two were indulging in a little bit of foreplay in front of her.
“Does Alec need permission to cum?” your wife asked you.
“No, he doesn’t,” you replied.
“And where does Alec get to cum?” she asked.
“Inside you,” you answered.
Leah’s eyes went wide at your answer, but her lips curled into a smile. You weren’t sure, but it seemed possible she was getting caught up in the obvious lust building between you and your wife.
“He cums inside you?” Leah asked.
Your wife nodded.
“While your husband watches?” she asked.
“Yes,” your wife answered. She looked at you and her hand moved to the middle of your thigh before she said, “Tell Leah what you did once Alec pulled out of my pussy.”
You looked at your wife and then at Leah. You saw a gleeful sense of anticipation in her eyes. She really was caught up in the lust, or at least she was utterly fascinated with how you and your wife had expanded your sex life.
“Alec…Alec rolled onto his back and I stood up and crawled into the bed. I moved…I…I crawled between his legs and I…” you trailed off.
“It’s okay,” your wife said as her hand moved between your legs. She caressed your semi-erect cock through your pants and added, “You have nothing to be ashamed of. Everything you do makes me happy, and it thrills you too. We’re both just doing what feels good, what makes us happy, and what makes our marriage stronger.”
“Please, tell me,” Leah said.
Her excitement was real. You were certain of it. She was literally on the edge of her seat. Her pupils were dilated. It even seemed like her chest was flushed red with desire.
“I crawled between Alec’s legs and I cleaned his cock,” you said. “I took him in my mouth and I sucked his cum and Sarah’s juices off of the head and his shaft. I cleaned his balls too.”
You groaned as your wife skillfully worked your cock with her fingers. Leah bit her lip like she was trying her best to hold back a groan of her own.
“Then what did you do?” your wife asked.
“I crawled between your legs,” you answered. “I cleaned Alec’s cum from your pussy. I cleaned every drop of him out of you. I consumed his cum.”
“And why did you do that?” your wife asked.
You looked at Leah and said, “Because I’m a cuckold. Because it turns me on to consume a superior man’s cum from my wife’s pussy. Because I’m not sure anything has ever turned me on like cleaning his cum out of you does.”
Your wife released your cock and turned to Leah, who wore an amazed look on her face.
“Wow,” she said. “That’s the most incredible thing I’ve ever heard.”
“Alec fucked me again this morning,” your wife said. “But not before my darling cuckold husband sucked his cock to get him hard for my pussy.”
Leah moaned. She couldn’t hold back. You weren’t sure why, but she was turned on. There was no question about it.
“He fucked me on the kitchen table, in fact. He fucked me so hard I thought we might break the table. He fucked me until I came all over his cock and then he came inside me again, and again my cuckold cleaned up the mess,” your wife explained.
Leah put her wine glass on the table, smoothed out her skirt, and said, “I need to use the bathroom.”
Your wife reached out and put a hand on her friend’s arm. “That’s not necessary,” she said. “My cuckold will take care of you.”
“What?” Leah asked.
“Leah, darling, I know what you want,” your wife said. “I’ve felt what you’re feeling right now. I know what you’re planning on doing in the bathroom, and I promise you that it will feel so much better if you welcome my husband’s tongue between your legs.”
Leah looked at your wife and then at you. You nodded, letting her know you’d be happy to go down on her.
“There’s no need to feel self-conscious,” your wife said. “I promise. There’s nothing he loves more than making a woman feel good. He ate a stranger’s pussy when he, Alec, and I went on vacation together.”
“You brought your bull on vacation?” Leah asked.
Your wife smiled. “Of course I did, and we spent the whole time fucking. My cuckold ate pussy, sucked cock, cleaned cum out of me, and ate a lovely waitress’s pussy by the pool. I’m telling you, Leah, this is the role he’s suited for. It’s the role he’s always been suited for. He’s absolutely perfect, so spread your legs and let him dine on your pussy.”
Leah leaned back and spread her legs. Her skirt rode up and she pulled her panties aside. Your wife gestured towards her friend and you dropped to your knees and moved between her legs.
“Make her cum,” your wife said.
You went to work. Leah’s hand found the back of your head and she moaned as you dined on her soaking wet pussy. She was aroused. She was more than aroused, in fact. She was soaked with desire thanks to your dirty little story about your willingness to be a cocksucker and cum slut for your wife and her bull.
“Fuck, that feels so good,” Leah said.
“He’s wonderful, isn’t he?” your wife asked.
“He really is,” Leah replied.
As you worshiped her pussy your wife told her of Alec’s exceptional skill. She told her of the way her bull fucked her in every imaginable position. She told her of the way her bull made her cum like no man ever had. She told her of the way you happily sucked cock, sucked balls, ate cum, and welcomed dirty talk like never before.
Leah came hard. She moaned like a woman experiencing an uncommonly pleasurable climax. Her thighs trembled around your head as she reached down and grabbed two handfuls of your hair to hold you in place.
“Holy shit,” she said afterwards. “Thank you.”
“It was my pleasure,” you replied.
“Stand up,” your wife said.
You did so and she unzipped your pants and pulled out your cock. She wrapped her fingers around your shaft and stroked you swiftly. You felt a little self-conscious with Leah sitting there watching, but you were too far gone to care. You were going to cum.
Your wife picked up your wine glass and held it beneath the head of your cock. She looked up at you and smiled as she continued to jerk you off.
“Are you going to make him drink it?” Leah asked.
“Yes, I am,” your wife replied. “I love seeing him be nasty for me. It makes me wet.”
You came in the wine glass. You grunted and groaned and watched as your cum splashed into the dark red liquid.
Your wife tucked your cock back into your pants and passed you the glass. “Drink up,” she said.
You took a sip as Leah stared up at you. It tasted far worse than regular red wine, but knowing that it thrilled your wife to see you do it made it thrilling.
“You know, Leah, how would you feel about being a cucksitter sometime?” your wife asked.
“A cucksitter?” Leah asked.
“Yes, you could stay here with my cuckold when Alec and I go on a date. You could play with him and make sure he doesn’t do anything naughty, like jerk off while I’m not home,” your wife said.
Leah smiled. “I’d enjoy that very much.”
“Then it’s settled,” your wife said as she turned to you. “You’re going to have a cucksitter this weekend.”
You couldn’t wait.
