Are You Willing to Pay the Price?

Your wife is blessed with a spectacular pair of breasts. They're large and perky and they fill your hands when you're permitted to play with them.

It's her breasts that first capture your attention when you walk into the bedroom on Saturday evening. She's naked in your bed and her D cups looks utterly mesmerizing, so you stand in the doorway and stare as she turns her head and smiles.

"You're naked," you say.

She laughs. "You're very observant."

"Why are you naked?"

She grasps her breasts and then runs a hand down her stomach and between her legs. She doesn't answer your question, but she does masturbate and you're treated to both the sight and the sound of your wife indulging in self-pleasure. She seems quite wet - based on the sound, at least - and you move to the foot of the bed so you can enjoy the view.

You strip as your wife continues to masturbate and then you take your cock in your hand and stroke it until you're sporting a raging erection that you'd very much like to put inside her.

You crawl into the bed and her eyes open. She stops masturbating and you stop moving towards her.

"You want me, don't you?" she asks.

You smile and nod.

"I want you to answer a question for me."

"Anything," you say.

"Do you deserve me?"

The first answer that comes to mind is 'yes.' Of course that's the first answer. But your marriage is unlike most. Your wife is free to pursue sexual pleasure with other men while you're not even permitted to flirt with another woman. You must remain faithful to her in every imaginable way.

She pursues that pleasure because you're inadequate as a lover. It's not just that your cock is thoroughly average. It's that you're thoroughly average in almost all things sexual, so your wife had to step outside your marriage to get what she craved, sexually speaking.

That makes the answer to her question more complicated. You're a good husband and a good man, so in theory you deserve to have sex with your wife. But, you're not capable of satisfying her with your cock, so perhaps you don't deserve to slip your dick inside her warm, wet, tight cunt. Perhaps you should be relegated to masturbating while you admire your wife's overwhelming beauty.

"No, I don't," you answer. "I don't deserve you. But I want you. I want you desperately."

"How long has it been since I let you have me?"

"94 days," you answer without hesitation.

"And when I last let you have me, what happened?"

"I had a great orgasm."

"And what else?"

"You didn't cum. You didn't get close to cumming."

She smiles. "And what else?"

"You had to call someone else to finish you. You had to call a bull over. You made me clean my cum out of your pussy because you didn't want his dick to get soaked in my inferior load. Then you made me watch as he fucked you to half a dozen orgasms. You made me suck his dick clean between each of your orgasms. You made me clean his cum out of you after he'd finished inside you, too."

"You didn't really enjoy any of that, did you? Not at the time, at least."

You shake your head. "No. I didn't."

"And why did I do all of that?" she asks. "Why did I make you suck his dick clean? Why did I make you clean his load out of me?"

"Because I was selfish. Because I knew I didn't deserve you and I decided to fuck you anyway. Because I was greedy and horny and I surrendered to those desires instead of thinking about you."

Your wife smiles, sits up, and shifts to her hands and knees before crawling towards you. She reaches the foot of the bed, sits up on her knees, and leans in to kiss your neck. Her fingers encircle your cock and she strokes you slowly while moaning like she's getting fucked. It makes you want her even more.

"I know you enjoyed fucking me that night. I know my pussy is tight and wet and perfect. I know that because I have so many lovers that crave me, that will do damn near anything to have me."

"It is perfect," you say as your dick throbs in her hand.

"I didn't enjoy having sex with you that night. I don't think I'll ever enjoy having sex with you now that I know what's it like to have a superior man in my pussy. I know what it's like to be truly fucked, to be given the kind of pleasure every woman deserves. I know what it's like and I know you can't provide it, so of course I won't ever enjoy having sex with you."

Her words should be hurtful, but your arousal only deepens as she utters them.

"Can I touch you?" you ask.

"Yes," she whispers.

You take her breasts in your hands. You squeeze them. You caress them. They feel so good. Touching them makes you want her even more.

"Do you deserve to fuck me?" she asks softly.

"No, I don't. I don't deserve to fuck you. I'm not worthy of your pussy. I'm not worthy of having sex with you, of experiencing that pleasure."

She moans. It turns her on to hear you say that, to hear you confess your inferiority. She crawls a little closer. You release her breasts and they press into your chest. They're warm and soft and perfect. She kisses you. You feel the top of your cock rub against her pussy lips. You're so close to being inside her, and yet you're nowhere near claiming the pleasure you crave.

"Do you still want to fuck me?"

"Yes," you admit. "It's been so long and it feels so good. Your pussy is just...it's just so perfect. It makes me feel so good."

She smiles and backs away from you. She falls to her back and rests her head against the pillow. She spreads her legs and grasps her big breasts. She plays with them and moans while doing so. You remain at the foot of the bed because you haven't been given permission to join her.

"Come lie next to me," she says.

You crawl into the bed and your wife reaches for her phone. "I didn't tell you, but I met up with Rob yesterday."

Rob is one of her regular bulls. His cock features a remarkably large head and your wife has always found it especially pleasurable to go down on him. She has described feeling a particular sense of pleasure at having that plump head in her mouth and at sucking on it like it's a lollipop made just for her.

She pulls up a video on her phone. It starts to play. You see Rob kissing your wife in his car. You see her hand moving in his lap. You hear him moan and presume that she's jerking him off.

Then it dawns on you that the video is being filmed from the back seat and that the camera is moving around in a manner that indicates someone is holding it.

"Who's filming?" you ask.

"Rob brought a friend."

They stop kissing and Rob puts a hand on the back of your wife's neck. He guides her head to his lap. He does it with ease and confidence and she offers no resistance. Your dick throbs at the sight of someone else directing her like that, of someone else feeling such confidence in her desire for him that he pushes her mouth to his cock without even thinking about it.

Her head bobs up and down in his lap and you hear Rob groan. He looks towards the back seat and says, "You're going to love her mouth, man. She's fucking incredible, and she loves sucking dick, too."

"Did you really suck his friend's cock?"

She kisses your neck. "I did."

She hands you the phone. You take it and your wife wraps her fingers around your cock. She strokes you while avoiding the head and you watch the video as the guy in the backseat leans forward. He finds the perfect angle to capture the sight of your wife's mouth moving up and down Rob's cock.

"You asked him to film?"

"I did," she says. "I wanted to be able to show you. I know how much you like seeing me give pleasure to other men."

She kisses you. You close your eyes and let her tongue wander into your mouth as you listen to her give a blowjob in the video. You listen to Rob moan while the sounds of sucking and stroking fill his car. You listen to him say, "I'm gonna cum in her mouth, but maybe she'll let you fuck her."

You hear your wife moan in the video. The sounds of sucking get louder and more vigorous.

"You like watching me suck dick, don't you?" she asks softly.

"Yes. I do. Fuck, I really do."

Her head pops up from Rob's lap and she looks into the backseat. "Get your dick out," she says to the guy holding the camera. "I'm coming back there the second I finish swallowing Rob's load."

It always turns you on to see your wife's wild side unleashed and the video has captured that perfectly.

You hear the guy behind the camera unzip his pants. You hear him stroking himself, too, and then your wife's head disappears into Rob's lap once more. She starts blowing him once more. He moans once more.

It's not long before he's cumming in her mouth. You see her lips pull back until they're wrapped around the head. You hear him grunting and groaning as your beautiful wife strokes your stiff dick and kisses your neck. It's not often that she films herself sucking cock or getting fucked and it's thrilling to watch.

"You like the taste of Rob's cum, don't you?" she asks.

You've tasted him several times and you don't like it. Not at all. "No."

She laughs softly. "I’m so sorry baby, it’s just that you’ve swallowed so much of it that I would have thought you liked it by now. I guess I forgot that you eat it because I make you, because you're an obedient cuck that understands that being an inferior man means that sometimes you have to eat the cum of superior men."

She didn't forget. Of course she didn't. She just likes to taunt you, to tease you, to drive you wild. It's working and you can't help but get turned on as she reminds you that she's the one in control of so many things in your life, first and foremost your sexual pleasure.

The guy in the video hands the phone to Rob, who turns it around and films your wife climbing into the backseat.

"That's Paul," your wife says as she watches the video with you. "He has a gorgeous cock. The head's not as plump as Rob's, but it's long and really thick."

You watch your wife unzip Paul's pants. You see her loosen his belt and work his jeans down over his knees. You see her take out his cock and lean down to kiss it. You see her gleefully take another dick in her mouth and suck with wild abandon.

Rob makes sure to capture Paul's face in that moment that a woman he's only just met starts blowing him.

"It feels fucking great, doesn't it?" Rob asks.

Paul smiles. "I didn't believe you when you said she'd suck my dick, but man am I glad I came along for this. She's fucking incredible, man."

Rob points the camera down and you see your wife's lips moving up and down the thick shaft of the other man's cock. You see her fondling his balls. You see Paul gather her hair and move it out of the way to ensure that Rob gets a crystal clear shot of her giving head.

"When was the last time I sucked your cock?" your wife asks you.

"I can't remember."

She laughs softly. "You know why I don't suck your cock, right?"

"Because I don't deserve it. Because I'm an inferior man. Because my cock can't satisfy you, because it can't even come close."

"That's right. You're an inferior cuck, and inferior cucks don't get their dicks sucked. They get to watch their wives suck dick. Sometimes they get to suck dick themselves, but they don't ever get blowjobs."

She squeezes your cock and slowly drags her fingers up the shaft. She reaches the head and the lubrication of your precum leads to a wave of pleasure from her touch despite the tightness of her grip.

"How about you take that dick for a ride?" Rob asks in the video. "I've got condoms."

Your wife looks at the camera as the cock departs her mouth. "You don't mind sharing my pussy with your friend?"

"Fuck no. If you wanna ride that dick I don't mind at all. I'm happy to film it for your cuck hubby, too."

"Give me a condom."

You watch your wife take the condom from Rob, tear it open, and roll it down Paul's cock. You watch her straddle him, flip up the back of her dress, and guide him into her pussy. You watch his hands grasp her ass cheeks and help her ride him, though she goes slowly at first.

"His dick was so thick," she whispers as her lips dance against your neck. "I needed to go nice and slow at first."

The longer they fuck, the faster she rides him. Her pussy seems to get wetter, too, or at least it sounds exceptionally wet as she bounces in the backseat of Rob's SUV.

Your wife kisses and caresses and teases you while you watch her have an orgasm on another man's cock. You watch her continue to ride that dick until Paul has an orgasm. You listen to her kiss him and tell him how good his cock felt inside her. You listen to her tell him that she wants his number so they can meet up again, so she can give him her pussy again, so she can make him cum again.

She takes the phone from you once the video is over. She tosses it aside and straddles you. Her pussy settles against your balls and your cock head brushes against her pubic hair.

"His dick was far superior to yours. If I took you in my pussy right now I'd barely feel you. I'd barely feel anything. You'd feel good, though."

"Yes, I would."

"Do you still want me even though you know I wouldn't enjoy having sex with you?"

"Yes."

She smiles and places your hands on her breasts. You do as any man would and play with them. You moan at how fucking good it feels to have her soft, perfect, perky flesh in your hands.

"It must be hard being denied the thing that you crave," she says. "It must be hard knowing that I get to have any man I want while you're not allowed to even consider another woman. It must be hard knowing that your days of having sex with any sort of frequency are over, that a quick fuck a few times a year is probably all you have to look forward to for the rest of your life."

"It is."

She lifts her hips, inches them forward, and takes you inside her pussy. You close your eyes and moan at the intense pleasure of being bathed in her warmth and wetness.

"Does that feel good?" she whispers while you play with her tits.

"It's perfect."

She kisses you softly. Her hips move at an achingly slow pace over your cock. You moan into her mouth as she teases you with her pussy.

"I'll make you cum," she says, "but there will be a price to pay. An inferior man like you doesn't deserve to fuck his wife and cum in her pussy without paying for it. Are you willing to pay that price, cuck?"

"What's the price?"

She smiles. "It wouldn't be any fun if you knew what it was before you came inside me. It will be worse than last time, though, I promise you that."

She rides you a little faster. You moan. It's been more than three months since you were inside her and the pleasure is so intense that it's hard to think straight.

"Will you pay the price?" she asks.

You know you shouldn't agree. You know it's unwise. You know she could make you do something you really, really don't want to do.

"Yes, I'll pay the price."

She begins to bounce on your cock. She rides you hard. She rides you fast. You experience the most incredible pleasure of your life as her tits bounce in your face while she tightens her pussy and milks you.

You cum quickly. You cum inside her. You cry out in pleasure as the orgasm rips through your body and leaves you tingling from head to toe for a few seconds. It was worth it. It was absolutely worth it. Pleasure like that can only be experienced inside your wife and you're certain it was worth it.

You see her smiling. She takes your head in her hands and kisses you softly.

"I hope it was worth it," she says.

"It was. Whatever happens next, it was worth it."

"First, you're going to clean my pussy. Then, you're going to call one of my bulls - I'll choose which one - and beg him to come over. You'll tell him that you fucked me, but that you're an inferior man who can't satisfy his wife so I didn't come anywhere near having an orgasm. You'll beg him to come and satisfy me."

"I will," you say.

"When he gets here, you'll beg for the chance to suck his cock, to fluff him for me. You'll tell him that you need to be humiliated, that you need to suffer for having failed to satisfy me."

You feel a touch of angst at the idea of doing that.

"Once you've gotten him hard and wet with your mouth, you'll beg him to fuck you, to use your ass to continue fluffing his cock. You'll tell him that you need to feel a deeper level of humiliation, that you need to be punished further because you're such a failure as a man. You'll get on your hands and knees and beg him to take your ass from behind, to mount you and fuck you and take away what's left of your manhood."

You can't do that. You can't possibly do that. You know, though, that you agreed to do whatever she wanted, that you agreed to pay the price for cumming inside her.

"Then he'll fuck you. He'll use your ass to get himself good and ready to pound me. I'll watch all of it. I'll see you get fucked like a faggot and I'll play with my pussy. I'll watch him fuck the rest of your manhood away and put you in your place. Then I'll let him have me while you watch. You'll suck his cock clean when I tell you to. You'll clean him out of me. When it's over you'll thank him for letting you suck his superior cock. You'll thank him for using your ass to fluff himself. You'll thank him for satisfying me."

She's riding you a little now and you can tell she's turned on at the idea of ruining you.

"After all that, you'll ask him to spend the night in our bed. You'll tell him that I deserve to fall asleep in a real man's arms. You'll happily sleep in the guest room. Then, tomorrow morning, you'll wake up, make us coffee, serve it to us in bed, and fluff his dick like a good little bitch while we drink it. Then I'll ask him to fuck you bareback and cum inside you to take away that final bit of your manhood."

It's a hell of a price to pay. It was worth it, though. Her pussy is perfect and it gave you the best orgasm of your life, so you'll pay that heavy price and you'll do so because sometimes a cuck has to suffer to claim the pleasure he craves.