You Can Come and Suck Him Clean Now, Cuckold

The bedroom door opens. You hear your wife's gentle footsteps on the hallway's hardwood floor. You look up as she reaches the edge of the living room. Her blonde hair is tousled and her perky breasts look a little red from the rough way her bull tends to handle them. 

She has a deeply-satisfied smile on her face, the same smile she always wears after they've fucked, for he offers your wife a kind of pleasure she hadn't experienced until he entered your lives.

"We're done," she says. "You can come in and clean his cock."

She blows you a kiss, smiles like she can't quite contain her excitement at the idea of her husband cleaning another man's cock with his mouth, and turns to head back to the bathroom.

It's not even a question if you're going to suck her bull's cock clean. Not anymore, at least. There was a time when you weren't called upon to take him in your mouth, but that time has long since passed. Now it's expected that you'll fluff him beforehand and clean him afterwards. It's simply the way things are done in your relationship. You're the cuckold. He satisfies your wife and you do whatever it takes to please them both in the manner they've come to expect.

You get up from the couch and head for the bedroom. You step inside to find your wife's bull on your side of the bed. She's cuddled up next to him and they look like a genuinely happy couple, as well they should. They just had sex, after all - sex that you listened to from the living room - and as always, it was exceptionally good sex. He fucked your wife to two loud orgasms and then she begged him to cum inside her, to claim his satisfaction and fill her married pussy with his cum.

His dick is still almost fully erect and you can see that it's slick with a mixture of her juices and his cum. He could give his dick a quick cleaning in the bathroom or wipe it down with a wash cloth, but that's not what he wants, and it's not what your wife wants. They both want to see you prove that you understand your place as a cuckold. They both want you to experience the humiliation of cleaning another man's cock, for they don't want you getting any ideas about objecting to how your marriage has evolved since you introduced the idea of your wife fucking another man.

"What are you waiting for, cuck?" he asks. "My cock's not going to clean itself. Get in here and put your fucking mouth to work."

Your wife moans and runs her hand over her bull's muscular chest. You meet her gaze and she smiles before kissing his neck. It turns her on when he talks to you like that, when he orders you around like you're nothing more than a servant in your own home. It turns him on, too. He likes showing your wife exactly what kind of man you are, that you find pleasure in being ordered around, that it makes your dick hard to be ordered to crawl into your bed to suck another man's cock clean.

He's right about that. About you. You are turned on by being ordered around by the man that's fucking your wife. It turns you on that they now expect you to suck his dick clean without complaint, that you're expected to do that before they'll even consider letting you between your wife's legs to enjoy her pussy. Cleaning a creampie is a privilege for a cuckold, and that privilege must be earned.

You walk towards the bed but your wife holds up her hand and stops you. "Get naked," she says. "We want to see how hard that little dick of yours gets while you're serving him."

It's always embarrassing to strip in front of him - he's a far more impressive physical specimen than you are - but you do so without hesitation because you know your place. You're a cuckold, and when he's over it's expected that you'll do as you're told. If you don't, your wife will simply go to her bull's house to fuck and you won't get to participate in any way.

As you strip, your wife runs her fingers over her bull's arms, chest, and stomach. She smiles at the sight of your slightly flabby body and your small cock and you know she's delighted that she gets to fuck a superior physical specimen. You're responsible for that - cuckolding was your idea, after all - and you know she's grateful to you for that, but of course she still happily humiliates you for being the kind of man that's happy to suck dick when ordered to.

Once you're naked, you crawl into the bed and between her bull's legs. As you're about to reach out to wrap your fingers around the base of his cock, your wife says, "What do you say, cuckold?"

You look up at her. You see the smile on her face. You watch as she turns to her bull and softly kisses his neck. You see the confident look on his face as your wife shows him the sort of post-coital affection she used to show you.

You look at her bull and say, "Thank you for satisfying my wife. Thank you for giving her the kind of sex I have always failed to give her. Thank you for taking over for me in the bedroom, for giving my wife the kind of pleasure she deserves."

"You're welcome, cuckold," he replies.

Your wife closes her eyes, kisses her bull's cheek softly, and says, "Thank you for making me feel like a woman, for showing me that I don't have to spend the rest of my life having disappointing orgasms with my husband."

He turns to her and they share a long, lingering, genuinely romantic kiss. You admire the bond between them - a bond forged by the shared bliss of great orgasms - but you can't help but feel an intense kind of jealousy. Your dick is hard, though. You're a cuckold, after all, and few things are hotter than witnessing your wife's intimate connection with another man.

"Clean me, cuck," he demands.

You crawl forward, wrap your fingers around the base of his impressively thick and still-hard cock, and take the head in your mouth. You close your eyes as your tongue moves around the head and the taste of cum and pussy fills your mouth.

"Don't close your eyes," your wife instructs. "Always look at him when you're serving his cock. Make eye contact. Show your deference to the man you're serving. Show your respect. Show him that you understand that you're the inferior man. Show him that you understand what it means to have his cock in your mouth after he's fucked your wife."

You open your eyes and look at him. You look at the man that has proven to be your superior in the bedroom. You look at the man whose cock has enraptured your wife. You look at the man who has become her primary sexual partner, who's fucked her more in the past six months than you have in the past six years. You look at him and you feel like the inferior man, and with good reason. After all, he just fucked your wife and came inside her and you're dutifully sucking his dick clean. Of course you're the inferior man.

"When you married him, did you think your husband would ever be such an eager cocksucker?" he asks.

Your wife laughs. "I can't say that I did, but he's managed to surprise me in so many ways over the past six months. I didn't think he'd be such an eager cum slut, either, but he's swallowed more loads in the past six months than I have in my life."

She kisses her bull as you continue to clean his cock with your eager mouth. You watch your wife caress his face while their tongues dance and it's as if you can see her arousal building with each passing second.

"I never thought I'd be the sort of woman I've become, either," she says.

"Oh yeah? What sort of woman have you become?" her bull replies.

"The sort that can't stop thinking about a man. The sort that obsesses over him, that finds herself thinking about him at work and has to run into the bathroom to masturbate to clear her head. The sort that gets turned on at random times because the thought of that man's beautiful cock pops into her head. The sort that would gladly leave a date with her husband because that man she's obsessed with wants his dick sucked or wants to bend her over, fuck her married pussy, and pump his cum inside her," she explains.

Your mouth is stuffed with cock. You're sucking cum and pussy juice off of that cock. You're doing so while your wife is telling another man that she's completely and utterly obsessed with fucking him, to the point that she'd happily abandon you for the evening just to service that man's sexual desires.

Most men would be nauseated in your situation. You're not most men, though. You're hard as a rock. For you, the only real difficulty is resisting the urge to masturbate as you listen to your wife tell him how much she loves fucking him, and how being with him has changed her in ways she clearly enjoys.

"I do like it when you're willing to leave him to come to me," her bull says. "I like that you're so eager, so desperate, even, to satisfy me."

"It's only because you satisfy me like no man ever has," your wife replies.

It happened just a few weeks ago. You and your beautiful wife were at dinner at a romantic restaurant. You'd just ordered appetizers and a bottle of wine. She looked radiantly beautiful in a black dress and was wearing the necklace you'd just bought her. She was fully connected with you and almost certainly would have welcomed you into her pussy after your romantic date. Then he texted. He said he'd been thinking about her all day and that he wanted her.

She didn't hesitate to leave you at the restaurant. She took the keys from you, got up, and walked out. She went to her bull's house. He put your wife on her knees in his living room and fed her his cock. She sucked him ravenously, offering oral pleasure while her pussy dripped with desire. He came down her throat, all while you were at the restaurant enjoying the appetizer and wine you ordered.

He was generous enough to send her back to you after he'd enjoyed her mouth. Her hair and makeup were a bit of a mess - his cock is quite large and it's hard not to gag when she blows him - but she came back to the restaurant and you enjoyed your meal together. She even gave you a cum-flavored kiss upon her return. She didn't let you fuck her at the end of the night, though. Instead, she let you eat her pussy while she fantasized about fucking him, an outcome that proved both humiliating and hugely arousing for you.

"Is he clean, cuckold?" your wife asks. "Have you sucked all of my juice and his cum off of that beautiful cock?"

You pull your mouth from his cock - which you've been dutifully licking and sucking while they deepen their connection - and inspect it from top to bottom. You clean up a few remaining bits of cum, look up at them, and nod. "Yes, he's clean. Thank you for letting me clean the cock that satisfied you."

"You're welcome, cuckold," your wife replies. "Thank you for being such a good cocksucker for the man that satisfies me."

She turns to her bull, smiles, and says, "Would you be willing to fuck me again before you leave?"

He returns her smile, reaches up to caress your wife's beautiful face, and asks, "Once wasn't enough?"

She shakes her head. "You know it wasn't. You know it never is. You know I can't get enough of you and your cock. You know I could spend the whole night enjoying your beautiful dick."

He turns his gaze towards you and you recognize the look in his eyes. He's feeling every bit of the power your wife has granted him by welcoming him into your bed and making it perfectly clear that she sees him as vastly superior to her husband.

"Why don't you suck my balls, cuck?" he says. "Keep them warm and wet for me."

You drop down to your stomach, move his cock out of the way, and take his balls into your mouth. Your stiff cock presses into the bed - the bed that you share with your wife - and you bathe another man's balls with your tongue.

"He didn't even hesitate," your wife says.

"He knows his place," her bull replies as he stares down at you.

You hold his gaze. You do so because your wife instructed you to look at the superior man whose cock you were cleaning and you know she expects you to do the same while you're sucking his balls.

"You've put him in his place," your wife says. You can hear the lust in her voice. It turns her on when her bull orders you around. It always has. She likes it when he demonstrates his strength. You like it too. You can't help but want to feel like he's the strong one in your marriage, like he's the one in control, like he's the superior man, which is why your wife can't resist him, why she denies you her pussy in favor of fucking him.

Your wife kisses her bull and takes his cock in her hand. She strokes him while sucking on his tongue like you were just sucking on his cock. She wants to turn him on. She wants to get him hard again so he'll fuck her. She wants to spend as much of the night as possible with his big cock moving in and out of her tight pussy.

Her bull pulls his feet back and lifts his knees. Your wife pulls his balls from your mouth and you look up expecting to be kicked out of the bedroom so they can fuck again.

"You're not done yet, cuck," her bull says. "Lick my taint."

You stare at the strip of skin between his balls and his asshole. It's relatively smooth and clean, and yet you hesitate to run your tongue along it.

Your wife looks down at you and says, "You know your place. Do what he says."

You do know your place. You're the cuckold that sucks his cock clean after he's fucked her. You suck his cum and her pussy juices off of her. You do it more than you clean her pussy, for sometimes they deny you the thing you crave most. You're the cuckold that sucks his balls when ordered. You're the cuckold that leaves your bedroom so your wife can fuck another man in it. Why wouldn't you lick his taint?

You do as you’re told. You bathe his taint with your tongue. You lick it feverishly, and at first they laugh at your willingness to be such a filthy cuckold.

"Does it feel good?" your wife asks him. "Does it feel good when my cuckold licks your fucking taint?"

"Damn right it does," her bull says.

Then he pulls his legs back further. You know what's coming next.

"Eat my ass, cuck," he demands.

It's a disgusting demand. It is. It's revolting. It's humiliating. No man should be made to do that. And yet, you can't help but want to do it. You're already licking his taint. You're turned on. You're hard as a rock, in fact, and you can't help but want to go a little further down the rabbit hole.

So you eat his ass. You eat the ass of the man that's been fucking your wife for the past six months. You eat the ass of the man that just pumped his load into her pussy while in your bed. You eat his ass vigorously, running your tongue back and forth over it while he moans before your wife kisses him.

"He knows who the real man of this house is, doesn't he?" her bull says.

"Yes, he does," your wife replies. "He knows that you're the only real man in our marriage now. He knows that he needs to do as he's told because he's given up that position. He knows that he needs to be a good cuckold."

"Get out, cuck," he says. "I need to fuck your wife."

You back out of the bed. You can taste his ass on your tongue. Your dick is hard and dripping precum. Your wife looks at your stiff cock and smiles at you. She blows you a kiss before you turn and head for the door. You look back and see her straddle him. She doesn't take his cock inside her, though. She's waiting for you to leave, for she's decided that you don't deserve the pleasure of seeing another man's cock fill her tonight.

You leave the bedroom and shut the door. Your wife moans. He's inside her now. He's going to fuck her in your bed and he's going to make sure she had multiple orgasms before flooding her pussy once more. Maybe then, if you're lucky, she'll let you clean her pussy after you've done your duty and sucked his cock clean once more.

Wouldn't that be nice?