Dirty Talk - You Get Fucked

Welcome to ‘Dirty Talk,’ a series of short stories that are heavy on naughty (and sometimes nasty) dirty talk of the sort that a cuckold would to hear his wife offer up.

With these stories, I aim to explore a variety of cuckolding scenarios and pepper each with loads and loads of dirty talk. The first two are heavy on bisexual play, but these will cover the full range of cuckold pleasures, so I promise the series will include lots of content you’ll enjoy.

“No whining,” I say.

“But…” you protest.

“I said no whining,” I repeat. “You can’t stop this. It’s happening. You’re getting fucked tonight. You’re getting fucked right now.”

You feel him get in the bed behind you. You turn your head to look back but I grab a handful of your hair and redirect your gaze to my eyes.

“You sowed the seeds for this the first time you asked me to cuckold you,” I say. “It was pathetic. You begged me to fuck someone else. You begged me to find a man with a real cock. You begged me to find someone that could satisfy me. I was happy to have mediocre sex with you. I didn’t need to expand my horizons, but the moment you begged me to break the covenant of marriage and fuck someone else you became a different man in my eyes. You became the pathetic creature you are today. You became a cuckold. Now you’re going to complete that journey and take a man’s cock in your ass. You’re going to get fucked to complete your transformation from man to bitch.”

He squirts lube on your ass. It’s cool and slippery and for a moment it feels kind of nice. He slips a finger inside you and there’s a little bit of pain, but it’s not so bad.

“Beg him to fuck you,” I say. “Beg him to turn you into the little bitch we both know you are. Beg him to make you his faggot.”

“I…I can’t,” you reply.

I smile. “Of course you can. After all, you had no trouble begging him to fuck me, did you? You got on your knees, looked up at him, and begged him to satisfy your wife. You told him that you couldn’t hope to satisfy me, that you needed him to cuckold you, that you needed him to give your wife the pleasure she deserves. You humiliated yourself in front of me and your little dick throbbed as you did it. You’re perfectly capable of humiliating yourself again. So do it, cuckold. Look back at my bull and beg him to take what remains of your dignity by taking your anal virginity.”

I know you're scared, but I also know that you want this. I know that you crave the loss of dignity. I know that you crave the humiliation. I know that you want to feel him take your ass because that's just the kind of man you are.

"Do it," I say. "Look at him and beg him to fuck you. Beg him to make you his little faggot bitch. Beg him to stretch your asshole with his big cock."

You turn your head and look at him as he works a second finger into your asshole. He returns your stare, but he doesn't say a word. You open your mouth, but you can't quite form the words. You turn and look at me once more.

I lean in, smile, and say, "Your dick is hard, cuck. You can pretend like you just can't do it, but your dick is hard as a rock. I'll bet your heart is pounding, too. I can see the desire on your face, you pathetic fucking faggot." I reach up and slip two fingers into your mouth. You offer no resistance. "If you don't beg him, you're not going to get what you want, cuck. You're not going to get fucked in the ass. You're not going to get to watch me enjoy his cock, either. You beg him or you're going to be denied every bit of pleasure you crave for a long, long time."

I pull my fingers from your mouth and wipe them across your face. You look back at him. He smiles again. This time, you part your lips and words come out. "Please, fuck me," you say. "Please...please fuck my ass. Please fuck my fa...please fuck my faggot ass."

"Sir," he replies.

"Please, sir, fuck my faggot ass," you say.

He pulls his fingers from your ass, lubes his cock, and slaps the head against your asshole.

"Doesn't that feel good, cuck?" I ask. "Doesn't it feel good to have a real man behind you? Doesn't it feel good to know that you're about to take a real man's cock in your ass?"

"Yes," you admit.

Your cock is dripping precum now. You can pretend that you're not into the humiliation of being fucked, but it's painfully obvious that you can't wait for him to take your anal virginity.

"Now you have some idea of how I felt the first time he fucked me," I say. "I'd been used to your worthless little dick, to having a little beta bitch slide his cock inside me. I'd been used to being fucked by a useless man that would end up my cocksucking cuckold, so you can imagine how wet I was when he took me that first time. He fucked me like you're about to be fucked, you little bitch, and he made me cum harder than you'd ever made me cum."

He applies pressure and the tip slides into your ass. You wince and your head whips around. You open your mouth to tell him to stop, but I grab a handful of your hair and pull so hard that you cry out in pain. I turn your head until you're looking into my eyes.

"You'll take it without complaint," I say. "You'll do so because you're not a real man. You're a cuckold. You couldn't fuck your wife to her satisfaction so you begged me to let someone else do the job a husband is supposed to do. You let another man take your place in our bed, and now you're going to accept the consequences. You're going to take a good, hard, deep fucking from him and show us both exactly what kind of man you are. Just a little bitch. A cock loving faggot that begs another man to fuck him in the ass for his wife's pleasure."

He fills your asshole. You feel his pubic hair against your ass. You feel the incredible thickness of his cock stretching your ass.

"You're full of cock, faggot," I say as I reach down and play with my pussy.

You can hear how wet I am, how much it turns me on to see you robbed of your manhood. It makes you happy. You're a cuckold, after all, and your wife's pleasure is the only thing that matters to you.

"Please, fuck me," you say.

I moan. It turns me on to hear you surrender to his pleasure and mine. It turns me on to hear you embrace your place.

He pulls out and slides his cock inside you. The wetness of the lube means the bedroom fills with the sounds of deep penetration. His pelvis slams into your ass with every thrust. The sound of flesh meeting flesh reverberates off the walls.

"Fuck my husband," I say. "Make him your little bitch. Fuck his tight ass. Stretch it out. Take his virginity. Take his dignity. Take his manhood. Make sure he never forgets his place and then dump your load in his faggot ass."

He pumps your asshole with hard, deep thrusts. He fills you over and over. He brings his hand down on your ass and you cry out in pain.

"Harder," you beg him. I moan as you act like the little bitch I've turned you into since cuckolding you for the first time. "Please, fuck my faggot ass harder. Fuck my faggot ass and dump your load inside me!"

"You're such a filthy whore," I say. "A filthy faggot whore. Taking my bull's cock like a nasty little slut, begging him to pump his seed into your worthless ass. You're making me so wet, cuckold. So fucking wet."

That's the part you love. That's the part that turns you on more than any other. That's why your worthless little dick is so hard.

My bull grunts as he digs his fingers into your hips and fucks you harder. He's getting closer.

"Beg him to cum in your ass, faggot," I say.

"Please...please...cum in my ass," you beg. "Please, cum in my cuckold faggot ass."

He buries his cock inside you. He paints your rectum with his load. He fills you up while I rub my clit furiously and experience a hugely pleasurable orgasm. My body shakes with pleasure, as does his.

You feel a certain kind of bliss, too, for you've served your purpose and made us both cum. What a good cuckold you are.