The Reluctant Cuckold and His Defiant Wife - Part 7

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Direct deposit was an option, but Sean wanted a check. He wanted to hold it in his hands. He wanted to look at the number, to study it, to bask in his success.

It was, without question, the biggest commission of his career. $105,000 was more than he'd made in some years, in fact, and he'd made it from selling just one home.

"Is that the check?"

Sean looked up to see his wife dressed in a pink baby doll. He nearly dropped the check. She was breathtaking in every way, so much so that he couldn't find a single word as she approached. Mia plucked the check from his hand, smiled as she stared at it, and then straddled him on their couch.

"Well done," she said.

He ran his hands over the impossibly soft, semi-sheer material of the baby doll and smiled. He'd always liked the kind of lingerie that enhanced Mia's femininity and she'd clearly picked the baby doll and matching panties to appeal to him. It felt like a reward for his having completed the sale of the home.

Mia leaned closer and kissed his neck. "I'm proud of you, Sean," she whispered as her breath tickled his skin. "More than you can imagine."

"You could show me how proud you are," he said as confidence surged through him.

Mia smiled. "I intend to."

A deep kiss followed. His hands made their way to her breasts and he moaned at how good they felt in the lingerie. Sean liked how it smelled, too, like Mia had sprayed a fine mist of perfume over her intimate wear before putting it on. Unsurprisingly, Sean's dick responded to the foreplay with an impressive erection that strained to be released so it could find its way into his wife.

Mia climbed off his lap and removed Sean's pants and underwear. They kissed as she bent over, grasped his cock, and stroked him.

Then she got on her knees. Mia looked up at him as her lips engulfed his erection. She moaned and her eyelids fluttered while her tongue moved slowly over the underside of his swollen cock head. It felt so good that Sean closed his eyes and let out a long, low moan.

"Holy fuck, Mia, that feels so good."

She was still looking up at him when he opened his eyes. The sight of her lips wrapped around his cock was enthralling, but there was something else at play, too. Mia was giving herself to Sean. She was rewarding him for his success. She was showering him with pleasure because he'd impressed her, because he'd earned the reward of his wife dressing in lingerie and fellating him with a look of intense lust in her eyes.

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

"I do," he answered with a smile. "I really, really do."

Mia took him in her mouth once more, but this time she swallowed the whole of his shaft. Sean watched as his wife's nose pressed into his pubic hair and he marveled at both her talent and how astoundingly good it felt to have his cock lodged in her throat.

She pulled back, grasped his stiff dick, and stroked him with the thick saliva from her throat acting as a wondrous lubricant. "How would you like to fuck me, Sean? You can have me any way you want me. You've earned that."

Sean wasn't sure Mia had ever offered herself to him in that way, though it was also true that he'd never come close to earning six figures from the sale of a single home, so perhaps he'd never - in her mind, at least - earned that right.

"I want you on your hands and knees on the floor," he said.

Mia smiled. "Good choice."

She stood, turned, and sauntered away from him. She looked over her shoulder, flipped up the bottom of baby doll to show off her ass, and then slowly fell to her knees on the rug in the middle of their living room. After a moment she dropped down to all fours and then looked back at Sean.

"Take me, baby. I'm yours. Do as you please with me."

Sean stood, took off his shirt, and stroked himself as he stared at his wife. "Is that how you talk to Robert?" he asked.

"It is," she replied. "It always makes me wet to offer myself to him."

Sean's dick surged in his hand. "Because he's such a successful man?"

Mia nodded. "Men like him can have almost any woman they want, Sean. You know that. He's handsome. He's rich. He's smart. He's strong. He's confident. All of my friends would be jealous if they knew I was fucking Robert. Hell, women ten years younger than me would probably be jealous even though he's an older man. There's a reason I cheated on you with him, Sean. He's the kind of man every woman wants and it felt so fucking good when he chose me."

Sean dropped to his knees behind his wife and slipped his fingers into her pussy. He didn't love that talking about Robert had gotten him so turned on, but there was a reason he'd asked the question. He wasn't trying to make himself feel bad. He was chasing his arousal. It was a little bit toxic - or perhaps more than a little - but Sean couldn't help it.

He pulled his fingers free, guided his cock inside Mia, and grabbed her hips. She pushed back as he pushed forward. Her pussy felt tight and incredibly hot and wet.

"You're wet," he said.

"I am. Wet for you, Sean. Wet for the man that just sold a multi-million dollar home. Wet for the man that's going to keep selling homes like that. Wet for the man that's going to move us into one of those homes at some point in the near future."

Sean fucked her harder. It felt good to think of himself as that kind of man. It felt good to think of getting to fuck Mia in this manner as often as he wanted.

Then Robert was in his head. Robert and Mia, to be exact. Sean wanted to fuck her from behind on the living room floor because that's precisely how Robert had been fucking Mia when Sean first discovered her infidelity. He'd stood and watched as another man took his wife in that position, as Mia moaned like it was the best sex she'd ever had, as Robert came inside her. Now Sean was the one fucking his wife in that position and he was picturing the cheating sex. He could see the look on Mia's face. He could see the look on Robert's face. He could see the pleasure they both felt. He could see that neither of them gave a shit that Sean was standing there, that he was watching. He was no threat to them. He was, as Mia had described him so many times since then, just a cuck.

Sean pulled out and Mia looked back at him.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

His dick was hard and slick with her juices. It wouldn't have taken all that long to cum inside her and it would have felt fantastic. Something was off, though. It wasn't quite what Sean wanted it to be. It didn't feel like the reward he'd imagined it would.

"I'm a cuck," he said after a few seconds of silence.

Mia spun around and crawled closer. "What?"

Sean looked at his wife and smiled. "I'm a cuck, Mia. I...I denied it for so long, but it's what I am. It's what...it's what turns me on. It's what excites me. I mean, fucking you excites me. Getting a blowjob from you excites me. But being a cuck...it's a different level of excitement. I'm not even sure I can explain it, but it's different and I think it's better."

Mia gripped his cock and stroked him slowly. "So you're saying you'd be even more turned on right now if I was on my hands and knees for Robert? If he was the one fucking my tight little pussy? If his big cock was stretching out my cunt and edging ever closer to blowing a massive load inside me?"

Sean nodded as the truth fully revealed itself. He was a cuck. His wife's cheating had unearthed a long-buried part of him and made it impossible to ignore. He was a cuck. He wanted to be a cuck.

"Should I invite Robert over?" she asked. "Should I tell him that my cuck husband wants to suck his dick until he's hard? Should I tell him that you want to guide his cock into your wife and watch as he fucks me the way I need to be fucked?"

"Yes, please," Sean said.

Mia released his cock, leaned in, and kissed him softly. "I love you, Sean, and I love that you've finally found yourself, that you can see yourself now. And in case you're wondering, I decided months ago that what I really want is to be married to a successful cuck while I'm free to fuck men like Robert, so this revelation of yours has made me a very happy woman."

They kissed again. It felt romantic, like they were connecting over what was now a shared interest in Mia surrendering her body to Robert - or other men like him - while Sean played the part of the happy, supportive cuck.

"I'm going to change into something different for Robert," she said. "While I do that, I'd like you to call him and invite him over. That seems like something a cuck would do, doesn't it? Invite the superior man over to satisfy his wife?"

"It does," Sean replied with a smile. "I'll call him."

Mia kissed him softly and then stood and walked away.

"Don't bother getting dressed," she said while strolling towards the bedroom.

Sean would have preferred to put his clothes on, but he remained naked as he called Robert and invited him over. Usually they went to his place, of course, but Mia hadn't mentioned that so Sean did as he'd been told. Robert accepted without hesitation and added that he was going to enjoy fucking Mia in the bed she shared with her husband.

The house was clean, but Sean set about tidying any small messes he could find. His erection deflated while doing so and his cock leaked quite a bit of precum in the process, though he cleaned up and swallowed all of it without a second thought.

Mia emerged from the bedroom in a tight black lace chemise with garters that were attached to a pair of black lace top stockings. She'd completed the look with a pair of heels and had pulled her hair into a high ponytail.

"Sometimes Robert likes to pull my hair and it's easier when it's already in a ponytail," she said, "and I'm not sure why, but I have a feeling that tonight is going to involve some hair pulling."

Robert showed up not long after. Sean greeted him at the door and his nudity was met with a smile and a soft chuckle. Mia then appeared from the living room and stepped into her lover's arms for a long kiss with a wealth of tongue.

"My husband has come to the conclusion that he is, in fact, a cuck. He's right, of course. You and I have known it for months now, but it took Sean a little time to catch up. He's ready to embrace his true self, though. He's ready to be a cuck from here on out, and today that means sucking your beautiful cock and placing it inside me. That means cleaning your cock and cleaning my pussy. That means offering to let you stay the night in our bed while he sleeps on the couch. That means offering to assist us in any way we desire as we pursue our pleasure with each other."

Robert slipped a hand into Mia's panties and fingered her as he looked at Sean.

"Is all of that true, Sean? Are you finally ready to fully embrace being a cuck?"

"I am," he admitted. "I...I want to prepare...to prepare your cock with my mouth. I want to put you inside her. I want to watch while you satisfy her. I want to clean the both of you afterwards. I want...I probably want things I'm not even aware of. I just...I'm a cuck, Robert. You helped me discover that. You helped me find a pleasure I didn't know I could experience. You helped me change my life in more ways than one, actually, and I'm more grateful than I could ever express. Inviting you to spend the night in my bed with my wife is just one small way of doing so, but I'll find others, I promise."

Robert pulled his fingers from Mia's slick pussy and fed them to her. She held his gaze while sucking them clean and moaned.

"He really is a cuck," he said.

Mia nodded. "He is. He's ready for it. He's ready to be what I need him to be, what I've wanted him to be since the first time you fucked me, Robert."

She took his hand and led him towards the bedroom. Sean followed. He stood in the doorway and watched his wife undress her lover. Absent the stress of conflicting desires he was free to admire the sensuality of it, the way Mia's fingers moved over Robert's skin, the way she kissed his neck while removing his shirt, the way she moaned when he touched her, the way her every movement indicated a desire for the man that would soon be inside her.

"Sean, come here," she said once Robert was naked. "Get on your knees for him. Show your subservience to the man that satisfies me."

Sean’s legs trembled a little at the word 'subservience.' It was accurate, though, for he was absolutely going to show his subservience to Robert by sucking his cock with the aim of getting it hard and wet to slide into Mia's pussy with ease. He obeyed his wife and fell to his knees in front of them. He looked up at Robert and Mia and knew that from that moment forward their marriage would be inexorably changed.

"Suck his cock," she ordered. "Be a good cuck and suck his beautiful cock."

Sean leaned closer. He stared at the plump mushroom head of the cock and the little hole at the tip. Robert's musky scent filled his nose and for a moment his balls jumped in their sack as if he was excited about what was on the verge of unfolding in their bedroom.

Sean gave a blowjob. He took the cock in his mouth. He sucked. He moved his tongue around it. He worked hard to keep his teeth away from the shaft. He was certain that it was a bad blowjob, but the quality wasn't the point. It was the offering of his subservience. It was the fluffing. It was his willingness to suck cock, to show that he was the cuck and Robert was the real man.

"I can't believe how much my pussy is tingling right now," Mia said as she kissed Robert's neck. "I didn't realize just how badly I wanted to watch my husband suck your beautiful cock, Robert."

He turned and kissed her. He grasped one of her breasts through the chemise and she moaned into his mouth. Robert reached down and put a hand on the back of Sean's head, too, and then he applied remarkable pressure.

Sean gagged hard as the cock moved into his throat. It was astoundingly unpleasant as his body rejected the invasion, but Sean had no choice. He had to take it. He had to conquer his gag reflex and welcome the cock into his throat as his eyes watered.

After just a few seconds - that felt like forever - Robert relented and Sean leaned back, turned to the side, and nearly vomited all over the bedroom floor. He gasped for air and wiped the saliva from his mouth and for a second a deep sense of anger washed over him. He took a deep breath, though, and let it all fall away as he listened to Mia moan.

"I need you inside me, Robert," she said. "Sean fucked me earlier, but it was nothing like when you fuck me. I would have let him have me, I would have let him cum in me, but I was thinking of you. I couldn't help bit."

Robert crawled into the bed and Mia straddled him. Then they both looked at Sean.

"Do your duty, cuck," she said.

He crawled into the bed and grabbed Robert's cock. He guided it between his wife's pussy lips and watched her sink down on it.

"That feels so fucking good," Mia said.

Sean remained in his position as his wife slowly rode her lover's cock. He admired the beauty of her pussy lips stretching around the thick shaft. He listened to the incredible sounds of wetness and found himself leaning a little closer to fully immerse himself in the noises of pleasure.

"Cuck, crawl between his legs. You can eat my ass while I ride him," Mia instructed.

Sean obeyed and she leaned forward to kiss Robert while she bounced on his cock. Her ass cheeks parted and Sean leaned in to rim her while another man's cock filled and satisfied her pussy.

Mia and Robert came simultaneously. It didn't take all that long, either, though Sean suspected that was due to the incredible heights of arousal they'd reached.

His tongue worked his wife's asshole while she climaxed and as soon as she lifted her pussy from Robert's cock, Sean went to work. He sucked on the head. He licked the shaft. He cleaned like a cuck. It was humiliating, but that no longer felt like a problem. Instead, it felt like a source of pleasure now that Sean was fully willing to embrace it.

When he'd finished with Robert's cock, Sean moved between his wife's legs and plunged his tongue inside her. She smiled at him, reached down to run her fingers through his hair for a bit, and then turned her attention to the man that had just fucked her.

"Will you stay the night?" she asked.

"I'd love to," he replied.

They kissed. Slowly and deeply. The kind of kiss that made Sean jealous. Not enraged, but intensely jealous. He knew that was the fate of a cuck, though, that jealousy was unavoidable. Mia's words about wanting to be married to a cuck danced through his head in that moment, though, and the jealousy washed away.

Once he'd finished cleaning her pussy, Sean sat back on his knees. Mia looked at him, smiled, and rolled onto her side to cuddle next to Robert.

"You may leave us, cuck," she said. "Let's order takeout. You can choose. Order it. Go pick it up - no delivery - and then set the table in the backyard and set it all out. Once you're finished you can let us know and we'll join you. If you hear us fucking again, don't come to the bedroom. You're not allowed in here unless you're invited."

"Of course," he said with a smile.

Sean left the bedroom and shut the door to give his wife and her lover some privacy. He felt jealous again, but he told himself that it was perfectly normal, that all cucks felt jealous.

Then Sean smiled. He felt happy. Genuinely happy. He wasn't sure how long it had been since he'd had that sensation, but he was relatively certain it was going to become a great deal more common now that he'd accepted his place in life.

He was a cuck. He was his wife's cuck. He had a purpose. He was going to remain a cuck even as he climbed the local real estate ladder, even when he ascended to the top. That was Sean's place and he knew he'd find contentment there, which was all a man could really ask for in life.

The End.