A Younger Man's Plaything - Part 4

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Seth ran his fingers over the soft, warm skin of my thighs and his lips soon followed. I smiled at his gentle act of erotic affection and reached down to run my hand through his hair.

"You can kiss it," I said.

He smiled and his lips moved closer to my pussy. He took his time, though, staying true to the rather lazy approach we'd taken to our Sunday afternoon. Eventually his lips found my pussy. He kissed it a handful of times and pushed his tongue inside me. His upper lip applied just a hint of pressure to my clit as Seth tasted me and I closed my eyes and subtly arched my back at the surge of pleasure that emanated from my loins.

"Make me feel good, Seth."

Again he took his time. First he teased me clit with gentle kisses. Then he flicked his tongue back and forth over it. Then, finally, he surrounded my throbbing sex organ with his lips and began to work me with slow, steady movement from his tongue.

"Fuck...Seth...that feels so fucking good."

His hand moved over my naked torso until he'd grasped one of my breasts. He gently rolled my nipple between his skilled fingers before moving to my other breast. I closed my eyes and let my husband work me with remarkable talent, though Seth had always been exceptionally good with his tongue and fingers. He doesn't fuck anywhere near as well as my bulls do, but he loves being cuckolded, so it's hardly a problem that he doesn't measure up in every possible way.

"Can I fuck you?" he asked while I basked in the bliss of my approaching orgasm.

I opened my eyes and looked at my husband, who laid between my legs with an eager smile on his face.

"Please," he added when I offered no response.

"I'm not the one you need to ask."

Disappointment mingled with arousal. We were exploring something new and it wasn't without its drawbacks. There was profound arousal that accompanied the downsides of another man owning my pussy. Theo is that other man in case you've forgotten my young bull's name. And when I say he owns my pussy, I mean that he asserted his ownership of it and I agreed that he would decide who got to fuck me. Really that meant that he got to decide if my husband fucked me, hence both the disappointment and arousal as Seth's request was denied.

"Samantha, please, I'm really horny," Seth said.

I sat up and he moved to his knees. I kissed my husband, tasting myself on his lips and tongue. "I know you are. I know it's been two weeks since you've been inside me. I know you crave me. I know you want to feel my warm, wet, tight pussy around your stiff cock. I know you want to fuck me. I know you want to cum inside me."

That's when I began to stroke his cock, which was remarkably hard. That's also when Seth began to moan in that way a man does when he has no control over the intense arousal coursing through him.

"You have to ask for permission," I said before a naughty smile - one that I honestly couldn't control - crept across my face. I felt my pussy tingle, too. It turned out that I was really quite aroused at the idea of Theo controlling access to my pussy.

"It's embarrassing."

"I would imagine, yes."

I teased the head of his cock with my fingers, gathering his precum in the process. Those fingers then ended up in his mouth and I smiled as Seth tasted his sweet juices.

"What about a blowjob?" he asked.

Theo hadn't said anything about owning my mouth, and yet I felt no desire to give it to my husband without my bull's permission. "I'm afraid you'll have to ask Theo."

"A handjob?"

I shook my head. I wanted Theo to have control over that, too. I wanted Seth to have to ask another man for permission to receive any kind of pleasure from his wife. Perhaps it was a bit cruel, but it made my pussy tingle.

"You can masturbate," I said. "We could even masturbate together. I could tell you about how good Theo fucks me, about how much I love having him cum inside me, about how much I love having him own my pussy."

I felt Seth's cock swell up in my hand and I ceased stroking him. The pleasure on his face made it obvious he'd come awfully close to cumming.

"Try texting him," I said. "I know it's embarrassing, but it's been two weeks and you haven't tried yet, and I think we both know that I'm serious about this, Seth, so at some point you're going to have to ask my bull for permission to have any kind of sexual fun with me."

It was fascinating to watch Seth grapple with a mixture of arousal and annoyance and/or embarrassment. It was hard to read his face - there was a lot going on - but I could see him battling with a bevy of emotions all at once.

"I'll text him."

He grabbed my phone - Seth didn't have Theo's number yet - and typed out a text. He didn't show it to me before sending it. He tossed the phone aside and we kissed. His fingers slipped into my pussy and he rubbed my clit with his thumb. His lips found my neck and worked their way to my breasts. He licked and sucked on my stiff nipples and arousal flooded my body all over again. I think he was trying to get me worked up enough to let him fuck me without Theo's permission, but it was a foolhardy endeavor as I was far more turned on by the prospect of Theo having control over my pussy.

My phone dinged. I made no effort to grab it. I wanted Seth to read whatever my bull had said. I watched his face, though. I saw disappointment.

I smiled and ran my fingers over the top of Seth's stiff cock. "What's wrong, baby?"

"He says I'm only allowed to have you if I drive you over to his place and wait in the car while he uses your pussy."

A warm, tingling sensation spread from my loins. I kissed my husband with depth and passion. He set the phone down and let his hands roam over my body as I did the same for him. I stayed away from his cock, though, instead choosing to fondle his balls and rub his taint a little bit.

"Do you want to fuck me?" I asked.

"More than anything."

I got out of bed and rushed to the closet. I threw on the first sundress I found, skipping a bra or panties. There was no point. Seth followed my lead, though he put on underwear before stepping into his jeans. He tossed on a t-shirt, grabbed his wallet and keys, and we rushed out of the house.

I felt like a teenager whose boyfriend had just told her his parents were going out for the night. That kind of excitement is damn near impossible to experience in a long term marriage, especially when you're inching awfully close to your 40th birthday. That's the beauty of being a hotwife, though. That's why I'm going to remain a hotwife for as long as possible. There's something so invigorating about feeling that way for even a little while.

As Seth pulled up to Theo's apartment my excitement deepened. "I don't know how long this is going to take, but I wouldn't be entirely surprised if he wants me more than once, so try not to get impatient, okay?"

"I'll try."

He was going to fail. Of course he was going to fail. He was a cuckold - a willing and happy cuckold - sitting in the car outside his wife's bull's apartment while she got fucked bareback. He was going to be out of his mind with desire. How fun for me.

I gave Seth a kiss and rushed out of the car. Soon enough I was knocking on Theo's door. My pussy was literally dripping wet. I could feel the wetness on my inner thighs.

"Come in," he said with a smile.

I was on him before the door shut. I wanted him. Fuck did I want him.

"Somebody's excited," Theo said as I kissed his neck and stroked his dick through his jeans.

"Seth got me all worked up before he texted you. Then I got even more worked up when you demanded that he drive me to you so you could fill me with your cum before sending me back to him."

Theo was all smiles. "Yeah? You liked that?"

I nodded.

"So my ownership of your pussy is going well so far?"

I liked hearing him say it. There was something so irresistible about this kinky game we were playing. "Very well."

He put a hand on the top of my head. I dropped to my knees without resistance. I looked up while loosening his belt and unbuttoning his pants. I yanked his jeans down and leaned in to kiss the bulge in his tight underwear. When a man has a big cock, there's something really sexy about a pair of boxer briefs, about the way they cling to his shaft, about the way the head looks so good through the thin cotton.

I mouthed his dick through his underwear while looking up at him. I did it because it felt fun and flirty and sexy. He seemed to like it, too, but what man wouldn't enjoy having a woman act like she was genuinely desperate for his dick?

I lowered his underwear and took him in my mouth. I worked his cock until I was throating him. He put a hand on the back of my head and held me there while I fought off my gag reflex.

"Fuck...you're fucking incredible, Sam," he said before rolling his head back and groaning.

The blowjob went on for a few minutes longer before Theo helped me to my feet and led me to his living room. The rest of his clothes came off before he bent me over his couch, slipped inside me from behind, and grabbed a handful of my hair. He pulled back hard while pounding me doggystyle. He used me. That's the only way to describe it. He took my pussy and used it for his pleasure. He used it hard, too.

It felt so fucking good. I came before he was even halfway through. I was so turned on by the whole thing that a little bit of clit rubbing was all it took to get me off. The orgasm was so strong that Theo had to wrap his arm around me to keep me upright while my thighs shook. He's a damn good bull.

A few minutes later he buried his dick inside me and unloaded. He made so much noise that I was certain his neighbors must have heard. It made me feel good to know that I'd made him feel so good.

When he pulled out, I spun around, dropped to my knees, and took him in my mouth. I was feeling grateful for the orgasm, for his willingness to play a naughty game of control with my pussy and my husband. I throated his cock and watched him tremble from the aftershocks of pleasure my mouth provided. I pulled back and kissed the plump head while I watched his chest heave from the exertion of fucking me and pumping his seed into my pussy.

"Let's have a drink," he said. "I wanna fuck you again. I want to send you back to hubby with a spectacularly messy pussy."

"I should have worn panties. Your cum's going to leak everywhere."

"Stay right there."

Theo spun around and headed for his bedroom. He returned holding a pair of my panties that he'd kept after a recent overnight visit. I put them on and smiled as his cum began to leak into them.

"I'll make the drinks," I said. "You relax on the couch."

I blew Theo a kiss and headed for the kitchen. I whipped up a pair of simple cocktails and returned to the living room. We enjoyed our drinks, we talked, we shared boozy kisses, and eventually his cock ended up in my mouth again. He sipped his drink while resting his hand on the back of my head and I sucked dick to get him hard for another go at my pussy.

The second time was longer. I was on my back on his couch with the dress up around my waist.

"God damn your pussy feels good," he said while sliding in and out of me.

"Not as good as your cock feels."

Theo smiled. "I like a woman that appreciates good dick."

"Then it's no wonder you like me."

He kissed me. He fucked me harder. I could feel how wet and messy it was as his previous load lubricated my pussy more than usual. I imagined we were making something of a mess out of his couch, but I didn't really care about that. I had a young, hard body on top of mine and a young, hard cock in my pussy and my cuck husband waiting in the car like a good boy.

I came twice during the missionary session. Theo started to really pound me as he got closer to his climax, which is when my second orgasm rolled around. I do like it when my young bull really has his way with me. I don't know why, but I can't get enough of the fact that my pussy is the one that brings him pleasure. It's a potent sensation and it never fails to leave me soaked with desire.

I held Theo close as he came inside me a second time. I like the way his body tenses up as he begins to unload and then begins to relax as the pleasure of his climax spreads outwards from his loins. I like how heavy he breathes and how for the first few seconds he mumbles incoherently, as if my pussy made him feel so good that he can no longer form a sentence.

I left soon after we disentangled. He kissed me at the door and I walked out and into the hallway.

There was a young man standing outside the neighbor's door. He looked at me and smiled.

"Hey," I said as I walked by.

"Theo's a lucky man," he replied.

I didn't bother looking back, but it did make me smile as I considered that he'd heard us fucking, that he'd heard me making Theo cum loudly. I like that he seemed to feel a little bit jealous, too.

"Let's go home," I said as I got in the car.

Seth stared at me.

"What?" I asked.

He smiled. "Your hair's a mess. Your eye makeup is a bit of a mess. You look like a woman who just got very well fucked."

I thought of the young man in the hallway. If he hadn't heard us fucking he certainly would have guessed we'd fucked based on how I must have looked. I couldn't help but smile and I leaned over and kissed my husband.

"Let's go."

He started the car and we headed back home.

"How was it waiting for me?"

"You mean waiting for your bull to finish fucking you?"

I laughed softly. "Yes, that's exactly what I mean."

"It was hard. It was also hot."

I reached over and caressed his cock. "At least now you get to have me, and at least you've broken the seal on asking another man for permission to fuck me. It won't be as hard the second time, though I suppose at some point Theo will deny you. I'm sure it will be frustrating when another man tells you that you're not allowed to fuck your wife."

Seth groaned and I smiled as his dick got harder. He liked being a cuckold. He liked it even when it was difficult. Sometimes it seemed like the difficulty of it was part of the fun. He's a bit of a masochist, I suppose, and that works out quite nicely for me because it can make cuckolding him even more fun.

As we pulled into the garage, I unzipped Seth's pants. He parked and I freed his cock. I dropped my head into his lap a moment later.

"Fuck...Samantha...fuck that feels good."

I wasn't planning on sucking his dick, but the idea was just too tempting, so my head bobbed up and down in his lap as I kept my lips sealed tight around his cock and swirled my tongue all over, producing a series of beautiful moans in our car.

"Wait...Samantha...I want to fuck you," Seth said after just a few minutes of oral pleasure.

I popped up and kissed him. I was tempted to straddle him and do it right there in the garage, but fucking in the front seat is actually pretty uncomfortable, so we moved inside.

Seth got naked with remarkable speed and lifted my dress over my head. I explained the appearance of the panties and explained that there was a wondrous mess of cum inside them.

Then I pushed Seth onto his back, lowered my panties to the floor, and straddled my husband. He ran his hands up my thighs, over my sides, and to my back before pulling me close for a kiss. Our tongues entwined as I took him inside me. I remained still for a short spell while our kiss deepened, and then I sat up, put my hands on his chest, and smiled down at Seth as I rode him.

"Theo's a generous man, isn't he?" I asked. "Sharing his pussy with you is kind of him, don't you think?"

Seth nodded.

"I like that my pussy is his now, Seth. It feels right. He fucks it better than you. Much better than you. So he should own it. He should decide who gets to enjoy it. He's the sexually superior man. You're the inferior."

He was already close. That was the plan, though. I'd blown him in the car to get him close.

"You're not going to last very long, are you?" I asked. "You like my pussy better when it's filled with a superior man's cum, don't you? You like it better when you've had to ask Theo for permission to fuck it, don't you?"

Seth didn't say a word. Instead, he came inside me. He grunted and groaned and writhed beneath me as I watched with a giddy smile on my face. It feels good to give your husband an orgasm like that. Almost as good as making my bull cum like that.

Seth was all smiles when he recovered. He'd cum quickly, but it was the quality of the orgasm that made him happy. I leaned down and we kissed softly and slowly.

"I love you, Seth."

"I love you too, Samantha."

He held me close and I was more than happy to remain in his arms for quite some time.

"Am I really going to have to ask Theo's permission anytime I want to have an orgasm with you?" he asked after a few minutes of relative silence between us.

I sat up and smiled. "Yes. No bull lasts forever and he won't either, but I'm really turned on by the idea of my pussy belonging to him, so that's the rule from now on. You have to ask permission from my bull for a handjob, a blowjob, or sex with me, and as I'm sure you already know, you have to be prepared for Theo to make you work for it."

What I liked most of all was that I was almost certainly going to benefit from whatever Seth had to do to earn the right to fuck me. I'd certainly benefited that night and I was eager for more.