Her Pussy is a Privilege

Your cuckoldress rests in the bed in a beautiful corset and a pair of black fishnet stockings. Her legs are closed, but all you can think about is her perfect, mouth watering pussy.

You’re naked and standing at the edge of the bed with your hands behind your back. Your small cock is half erect at the prospect of getting to taste her.

“Do you wish to taste me, cuck?” she asks.

“Yes, mistress,” you say dutifully.

“Do you deserve to taste me, cuck?” she asks as a devilish grin crosses her face.

“No, mistress,” you say without hesitation.

You know your place because she’s trained you well. As much as you want to taste her pussy, you know that you don’t deserve it. You know it’s not your right to worship her pussy. You know it’s a privilege that she grants you when you’ve been a good cuckold for her.

Slowly your cuckoldress spreads her stocking-clad legs and reveals her pussy. Her labia are pink and slightly enflamed with desire. Dominating you turns her on. She runs her fingers over her inner thighs and then gently inserts one into her pussy.

Her finger emerges slick with her juices, with the juices that you want to taste. She beckons you closer and you do as you’re told.

“Taste me,” your cuckoldress says as she offers her finger.

You open your mouth and gently wrap your lips around her finger, sucking it clean. The taste is that of perfection. Arousal surges through your body and makes your cock stiff. This is what you desire. Even a simple taste of your cuckoldress is a heavenly reward.

“Do you want more,” she whispers in a seductive voice.

“Yes, mistress,” you respond while staring into her beautiful eyes.

“On your knees, cuck,” she demands.

You fall to your knees and stare at her perfect pussy. It is the center of your universe. It is the object of your affection and the thing that you desire more than anything else.

You don’t want to fuck her. You know that’s not your place. You know she wouldn’t even feel your dick if you put it inside her. You know that fucking her would be an entirely selfish act and she’s trained you to put aside your selfish desires. You only care for her pleasure.

Your cuckoldress spreads her legs wider and invites you between them. You move until you’re inches from her pussy. She hasn’t given you permission to worship her yet and you wouldn’t dare do so without her say so.

“You may worship me, cuckold,” she says.

She’s trained you to approach her pussy gently and you take great care to worship her as she has instructed you. You slowly run your tongue over her labia and then push inside her to taste her juices as you desire. You lick from the base of her pussy to the top, over and over.

When she wants to cum, you go straight to her clit and do your job. When she wants you to worship her, she expects that you will devour her entire pussy. She knows she’s giving you a reward and she wants you to enjoy it.

“Does my pussy taste good?” your cuckoldress asks as she grabs your hair and pulls your head back.

Lust surges through you as she takes physical control. You love when she gets a little rough. The pain from her pulling your hair tightly only turns you on more.

“Yes, mistress. Your pussy is perfect,” you say.

She releases your hair and you go back to worshiping her. Each time your tongue pushes into her pussy you’re treated to the thrilling taste of your cuckoldress and it makes your cock throb.

She moans quietly while you worship her pussy. You look up and admire the tight corset she wore for you. The fishnets look remarkably sexy on her long legs too. You feel blessed to be granted the opportunity to taste her.

“You understand that this is a privilege, don’t you cuckold? That tasting my pussy is a gift I’m giving you,” she says.

“Yes, mistress,” you answer. “I understand.”

“Good boy,” she says before moaning again.

You’re making your cuckoldress feel so good. Your tongue is doing its job and that fills you with joy. You’re licking up the juices of her desire and eliciting those lusty moans.

“There are so many cuckolds just like you,” she says. “So many good boys that would happily get on their knees and worship my perfect pussy. Don’t forget that, cuckold. Never forget that I could replace you with ease.”

“I won’t, mistress. Thank you for choosing me to worship you,” you respond.

You know she’s right. You know there are far more men like you than there are women like her in the world. That’s why you work so hard to please her. That’s why you put so much effort into being a good cuckold for her.

“My bull is coming over tonight,” she says as you gently suck on her labia. “If you’re a good boy today I’ll let you stay and watch while a real man fucks me.”

“Thank you, mistress. I’d like that very much,” you say before diving back into her pussy.

“I know you would,” she says while grasping your hair and pulling you closer.

Your nose presses into her pelvis hard enough that it hurts a little. You keep worshiping her pussy, though. You can’t stop.

“You can help me get ready for him,” she says while her hips begin to gently rise and fall as she uses your tongue to stimulate her clit. “You can make sure my pussy is nice and wet before guiding his cock inside me.”

“I would love that, mistress. Thank you, mistress,” you say.

“If you’re a very good boy I’ll give you the thing you crave most in the world. I’ll let you lick his thick, superior cum out of my pussy. Would you like that, cuckold?” your cuckoldress asks.

“Yes, mistress,” you say.

“You want to eat another man’s cum from my pussy?” she asks.

You look up at her and say, “Nothing would make me happier, mistress.”

“Good boy. Now make me cum,” she demands.

You do as you’re told and as you’ve been trained. You concentrate your efforts on her clit and bring your cuckoldress to a beautiful, body-shaking orgasm while thinking about cleaning her bull’s cum out of her. You desperately hope you can impress her enough that she’ll grant you that privilege. You’ll do anything for the chance to clean a creampie out of her perfect pussy.