A Younger Man's Plaything - Part 6

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Sometimes, a hotwife finds herself willing to do things for her bull that she wouldn't do for her cuckold. Things that will thrill her bull, that will make him feel special, that will make it clear that her bull makes her feel things no other man has ever made her feel.

That's the crux of the discussion in this entry as Samantha spends a few hours with Theo before he leaves for a Vegas trip with his friends. She satisfies him - and herself, of course - and the story winds its way to talk of the things she might be willing to do for him and only him.

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I didn't think Vegas bachelor parties were a thing anymore, but it turns out they are, at least for one of Theo's good friends, which is why I spent a long weekend awash in a surprising sense of jealousy. This story isn’t about that weekend, though.

Seth drove me to Theo's on the Thursday before he left for the bachelor party. I spent two hours satisfying him - and myself, of course - while my husband sat in the car and waited like a good cuckold.

It was after Theo's third orgasm inside me - making a real mess of my pussy, I must say - that I brought up the subject of what he might or might not get up to while in Vegas.

"So, I just wanted to say that since you're young, and hot, and going to Vegas that I think you should be able to do whatever you want while you're there," I said.

We were on his couch at that point. I had my panties on so his cum didn't leak everywhere, but otherwise I was naked and snug against his body. He had his arm around me and his other hand was on the remote as he browsed Netflix for something to watch.

"I mean, I know I'm not your girlfriend or anything like that so maybe it's crazy that I'm even saying this, but I'm pretty sure you haven't been fucking other people since we got together."

"I haven't been," he said.

"Well, if you get the chance and you want to while you're in Vegas, I'm saying that it wouldn’t bother me."

"Interesting."

"Is it?"

He pulled me a little closer and draped his hand over my breast. It was so simple, and yet I was so addicted to him that it turned me on a little to be touched in that casual-yet-possessive manner.

"Most women wouldn't give their man permission to fuck someone else," he said.

I was quietly thrilled at the implication that he was my man, that I was his woman. Again, something about the gentle possessiveness of it - going both ways, really - was strangely hot to me.

"I mean, if you were going away for a girl's weekend there's no way I'd give you permission to get fucked," Theo said. "Hell, I make your husband work hard for permission to fuck you."

I rested a hand on his thigh and was tempted to stroke his cock and see if I could get him hard for another round. I like that Theo has expanded his control to Seth, that he makes my husband do all manner of things in order to earn permission to fuck me, and that Seth almost always has to wear condoms because Theo wants to be the only man to cum in my pussy.

"What if I asked nicely?" I said. "About fucking someone on a girl's trip, I mean? There's no way you'd let me stray a little if I was in Vegas or Nashville with my friends?"

"Fuck no," he replied.

I kissed his neck and whispered, "There's truly no way I could convince you? There's nothing I could do that would make it worth letting another man have his way with the pussy that you own?"

It might seem silly, but I find myself perpetually aroused at the idea that Theo 'owns' my pussy. It's a mutually agreed upon thing, of course, but it really turns me on that he's relishes having ownership of it, and in particular of getting to decide if Seth is allowed to enjoy my pussy in any way.

"I suppose I could be convinced," he said with a smile. "How would you convince me?"

"I could let you control what I wear."

"You already wear whatever I tell you to wear."

He had a point. He didn't always give instructions on what to wear to his place, but when he did I always dressed to his specifications.

"What if I offered to, I don't know, dye my hair in whatever way you wanted me to, or, shit, get a piercing that you select."

I swear his cock had grown a little so I took it in my hand and stroked him. He moaned and turned to me. He studied my face and gripped my breast harder. He set the remote down and turned to me. He kissed me in a deep manner with his tongue exploring my mouth possessively. His cock got hard as I sucked on his tongue and I quickly reached a place where I wanted to get fucked again.

"What if I wanted you to be a blonde?" he asked. "And not blonde highlights, but full blonde hair."

"I'd do it," I said.

"You'd look good as a blonde, you know."

He'd started producing precum and I used it as lube while gripping his cock a little tighter to deepen his pleasure.

"Have you fucked blondes before?"

He nodded. "Actually, blondes are usually my type. You're something of an outlier."

"So if you fucked someone in Vegas, she'd probably be a hot little blonde?"

He smiled. "She would. With big tits and a tight ass. She'd fuck like a woman possessed."

"Like a woman that understands she's getting good dick from a hot guy?"

"Damn right."

We kissed again and I straddled him. He took both my tits in his hands and squeezed hard while I took his tongue into my mouth and sucked.

"What if I wanted you to get these pierced?" he asked while playing with my nipples. "Get nice barbells through both of them so I could see my mark on you every time you got naked. Hell, so your husband could see it, too, like I own these tits as well as your pussy. Or fuck, maybe I make you get them pierced and then forbid you from showing them to your husband unless he's earned the right to check out his wife's big titties and her newly pierced nipples."

It probably shouldn't have been such a turn on to hear him talk like that. It was, though, and I don't really care if it's fucked up. There's something about the dynamic between me, Theo, and Seth that makes my pussy tingle all the time and it really gets ramped up when Theo goes down this kind of road, when he contemplates making real changes to my life because it turns him on to have that level of control.

"I'd do it," I said. I meant it, too. Piercings heal, so it's not like it was a permanent thing he was asking for.

Theo smiled and slipped two fingers into my mouth. I sucked dutifully and he grabbed my ass, squeezed it hard, and spanked me with enough force that I winced.

"And what if I wanted you to get a tongue piercing?" he asked. "What if I wanted your blowjobs to be even better? What if I wanted kissing you to be a little more fun with a stud in your tongue?"

Nipple piercings could be hidden in all but the tightest tops. A tongue piercing, though, would be obvious to almost anyone I had a conversation with. It's not something most women approaching their 40s do. In fact, it's the sort of thing that would freak out most women my age and would absolutely make me a subject of gossip. Still, after the healing phase, a tongue piercing can be taken out if need be.

"I'd do it," I said. Thinking about the tongue piercing got me the hottest, which is admittedly a little fucked up as it was definitely the thing that would be impossible to hide for a while. I think Theo knew that, though, which is why he was pushing to see what he could get away with.

He lifted me off his lap and put me on my knees next to him. He stood and stepped behind me as I looked back at him. He stroked his cock and ran his fingers over my lower back.

"What if I wanted you to get a tattoo? Something tasteful, but something that would mark you as mine, that would remind you of me long after we've departed from each other's lives. Would you do that for me, Sam?"

"I would," I said. I was less sure about that one - tattoos are pretty permanent - but it was still really hot to think about marking myself at Theo's request.

He lowered my panties and slipped into me from behind. He buried himself in one swift thrust and then grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled back.

"I was wrong," he said. "You could convince me to let you fuck some other guy on a girl's trip. You still have a lot to offer me, as it turns out. Now you've put those ideas in my head, though, and all I can think about is having a handful of your blonde hair or stuffing my cock in your mouth and enjoying how good a blowjob with a tongue piercing feels or pulling out of your pussy and cumming all over the tattoo that I chose to mark your body with."

I had an orgasm right then and there. A hugely powerful orgasm fueled by my young bull's desire to have me show my devotion to him in a few very noticeable ways. I had no idea if he'd actually ask me to do any of those things, of course, but the idea of it was more than enough to fuel the climax.

Theo came soon after, emptying his balls in me for the fourth time that night. He had me suck his cock clean after pulling out and I did so dutifully while thinking about kissing my husband with the lips that had just been around another man's cum and pussy coated dick.

I got dressed, reiterated that Theo had my blessing to have fun in Vegas, and left his apartment to go back to my husband having been fucked four times by a younger, hotter, more skilled man.

Seth saw me coming and hopped out of the car to open the passenger door for me. He smiled while doing so and for a moment I was overcome with love for my cuckold husband. I told him so and then explained that I'd been fucked four times, that I'd cum as hard as I'd ever cum, and that I'd sucked Theo's cock clean after the fourth time he came inside me.

"Can I kiss you?" Seth asked.

"You don't need to ask for permission to kiss me."

His lips found mine. I leaned against the car and pulled him close. My tongue pushed into his mouth and he moaned. He probably couldn't taste Theo's cock or cum, but I knew he was turned on at the idea of kissing me so soon after I'd had another man's dick in my mouth. If he hadn't moaned his stiff dick would have told the tale of his desire all on its own and I was quite thrilled at the way it pressed into me.

"Did he happen to mention if I could fuck you?" he asked.

"He did. No sex for you, I'm afraid. He - and I, frankly - expect you to clean my pussy when we get home."

His eyes lit up. He'd cleaned Theo's cum out of me several times since I'd first had him do it and though Seth hadn't come out and say it I was convinced that he thoroughly enjoyed it.

"You can jerk off after you've cleaned me," I said.

"Can you help?"

Theo didn't always determine how Seth got to cum and whether or not I was involved, but sometimes he did and I always followed his instructions. Seth was often frustrated, but I know that he gets off on Theo's control just as much as I do. He's a cuckold, after all, and like many men that share his predilections, Seth is into humiliation, and what could be more humiliating than your wife's bull controlling exactly how you cum?

"Not tonight. You'll have to jerk off into the toilet after you're doing cleaning my pussy."

It wasn't what he wanted, but the look on Seth's face made it clear that the idea aroused him. He's such a cuck and I love him for it.

"Take me home."

Seth drove me home and I generously teased his cock while sharing some of the details of my night with Theo. I left out all the stuff about making changes to my physical appearance as I wanted to save those for a little later.

We went straight for the bedroom after getting home. Seth undressed me - except for my panties - and I crawled into the bed. I had him undress and I let him masturbate a little as he stared at me.

He then crawled into bed and I had him lick my pussy through my panties for a little while. Lots of cum had leaked out of me and having him lick my panties is way more thrilling than I would have imagined.

It wasn't until he finally took my panties off and pushed his tongue into my exceedingly messy pussy that I brought up the changes Theo had talked about that night.

"I told Theo that I'd be okay with him fucking someone else in Vegas," I began. "That led to a conversation about if he'd ever be willing to let someone else fuck me, like if I was on a girl's trip. He said he wouldn't be, that I was his, that my pussy was his, and that my husband was lucky he ever got permission to fuck me, let alone some random dude I'd meet in Vegas or Nashville."

"You know, it's kind of crazy, but sometimes I do feel lucky that Theo lets me fuck you, or that you're still even interested in having me inside you."

I caressed his face and smiled. "You are lucky. Theo fucks me so much better than you ever have, so it's not like having sex with you is this hugely pleasurable thing for me. Your tongue makes me cum harder."

He moaned.

"You deserve my pussy every now and then, though, if for no other reason than to make sure that you never forget how good it feels to be inside me, that you're always striving to convince my bull that you're worthy of a quick fuck every now and then."

His tongue disappeared inside me, deeper than before. His upper lip rubbed against my clit and I closed my eyes and moaned at the tingling sensations coursing through my loins.

"I don't want to fuck anyone other than Theo, but I pushed him a little on it, mostly because I was kind of turned on. I asked him if I could do anything to convince him to let me fuck someone else, to let me give his pussy to another man."

Again Seth moaned and again he pushed his tongue inside me in search of my bull's cum.

"At first I told him I'd dress however he wanted me to dress, but he pointed out that I already do that. Then I said I'd dye my hair for him or get a piercing that he selected."

"Really?" Seth asked.

I nodded. "He liked those ideas. Apparently, he really likes blondes. Most of the women he's fucked before are blondes."

"Are you going to dye your hair for him?"

"If he wants me to, yes. He didn't ask me to do it, though. It was all hypothetical. Still, if Theo texted me to say that he wanted me to be blonde when he saw me again, I'd make an appointment right away. I'd get it done exactly as he wanted it. He said, by the way, that he'd make me go really blonde. He said I'd look good, though."

"You would. You'd look amazing as a blonde."

I smiled. "You'd like it if I dyed my hair for my bull, wouldn't you?"

He nodded.

"And what if I got my nipples pierced for him? Would you like that, Seth? If I got these beautiful tits of mine pierced for the man that fucks me better than you do?"

"That would be...that would actually be really hot."

I pushed his mouth back to my pussy and he probed me once more.

"Don't get too excited, because it sounded like if Theo had me get my nipples pierced that he planned on limiting your access to my breasts, maybe even making you earn the chance to see them and kiss them and play with them in the way we both know you enjoy doing."

He kept eating my pussy, though there was a moan. I was turned on, too, and for a moment I considered breaking Theo's rule and letting Seth fuck me. He wouldn't have made me cum in all likelihood, but I wanted him inside me. Part of surrendering that control to Theo, though, is that sometimes I don't get exactly what I want, and so I put aside my desire for sex with my husband and concentrated instead of the blissful pleasure of him probing deep inside me to taste my bull's cum.

"I hope he makes me dye my hair," she said. "It's such a small thing, but there's something so fucking hot about doing it for him."

"Can I make you cum?" Seth asked. His lips glistened with Theo's cum and my juices and his eyes were alive with pleasure.

"No," I said. "But you can listen to me masturbate as you jerk off into the toilet."

It was harsh, but so fucking hot. I can see why Theo gets off on controlling Seth - and me, to a certain extent. It's exciting.

"You've cleaned my pussy. Go to the bathroom, get on your knees in front of the toilet, and jerk yourself off into it. Spill your cum and flush it where it belongs. You can leave the door open just a crack so you can hear me moaning."

Seth liked it. He did. I could see it in his eyes. I could see it in how stiff his cock was. I could see it in the way he rushed to the bathroom. He was more turned on at being denied and banished to the bathroom than he would have been at licking my clit until I came on his tongue.

Once he was in the bathroom I reached between my legs and set about masturbating. I thought of Theo. I thought, in fact, of dying my hair blonde over the weekend and surprising him with it when he got back from Vegas. I thought of his hands in it as he fucked me from behind. I thought of it spread out beneath me on his bed as he took me in missionary. I thought about it falling over my shoulders and covering my tits as I rode his cock, as I did everything I could to please my bull because he pleases me in ways no man ever has.

I had a huge orgasm as those thoughts ran through my head. I heard Seth cumming, too, as his moans escaped through the crack in the bathroom door and joined mine in the bedroom.

The toilet flushed and Seth emerged from the bathroom, his cock still hard as a rock in the way that happens after you've cum while being immensely aroused.

"Is your cum where it belongs?" I asked.

He nodded and smiled. "Down the toilet, where it belongs."

"And where does my bull's cum belong?"

Seth crawled into bed and cuddled next to me. "Your bull's cum belongs in your pussy."

I held him close and smiled. "I've decided I'm going to dye my hair this weekend whether Theo asks me to or not. He likes blondes, so he deserves to have a blonde, at least for a while. It will take most of Saturday to get it done right and it will be very expensive."

"It's worth it," he said. "Damn near anything is worth it when the orgasms are as good as the ones we've both been having."

It was a very good point, which is why I love my cuckold husband so much.

I couldn't wait to show Theo my blonde hair. I couldn't wait for his reaction, for his desire, for the way he'd fuck me after he saw it. The anticipation was going to drive me wild, but I knew it would be well worth it.