Submitting to His Fiancée - Part 8

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The doorbell startled Zack, pulling him from the quiet, mindful state he'd entered as he straightened up the living room while listening to Bella and Austin have sex in the bedroom. The moans, the gentle squeaking of the bed, and the occasional sounds of flesh meeting flesh were loud enough that Zack couldn't possibly let someone inside. He couldn't even open the door without them hearing the sounds of sex, which meant his only real option was to wait inside and hope they went way.

The doorbell rang a second time and Zack tiptoed towards the window to try and peek without being seen. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw his future mother-in-law standing outside.

Zack rushed to the door to open it. "Sorry I made you wait," he said.

Camilla opened her mouth to say something and then her lips curled into a smile as she heard the sounds of sex. "I can understand why you weren't in a rush to open the door, Zachary. Is your lovely bride engaged in the pursuit of pleasure with another man?"

"She is," Zack said as he stepped aside. "Is it weird if I ask you to come in?"

Camilla answered by stepping into the house and immersing herself in the beautiful sounds of pleasure - beautiful to Zack, that is. "Is she with your best man, Zachary?"

Zack nodded. "She is. He took her to lunch and they got back half an hour ago. They've been in the bedroom ever since."

Camilla smiled. "I see. So it seems that things are going quite well between your bride and your best man. You made the right choice, Zachary. I'm proud of you."

"Thank you," he said. "That means a lot, to be honest."

"Oh, Zachary, is everything okay? That distressed look on your face isn't ideal," Camilla noted as she stepped closer. She reached up and caressed his cheek. Her touch was soft and soothing and Zack felt some of his stress wash away. "Tell me, Zachary, what's wrong?"

Camilla took Zack's hand and led him towards the couch. She sat and patted the cushion right next to her, scooting a little closer when Zack left half a foot between them. She put her hand on his leg and rubbed it slowly, both soothing and arousing him in equal parts.

"My concerns aren't anything special," he said. "They shouldn't even be concerns. I know that Bella loves me. I know that Austin understands what kind of relationship he has with her. I know that she's not going to call off the wedding because she's fallen for him or anything. But, despite all of that, I can't help but feel a little jealous in a way that I really don't like."

Camilla leaned closer and kissed him on the cheek. "It can be so difficult to be a cuckold, can't it?"

He nodded.

"Honestly, Zachary, you're going to deal with jealousy for the rest of your life," Camilla said. "I know that might be hard to hear, but in truth, I think it might be a bad thing if you ever got to a place where you weren't a little bit jealous and insecure when Bella started seeing a new man. After all, any man my daughter chooses to give her body to will be superior to you in so many ways. Primarily, he'll fuck her far better than you ever have, Zachary. He'll give her orgasms better than any her husband has ever provided her, and when she experiences those orgasms she'll feel wonderful things for that man, and you'll feel jealous of that. You should feel jealous of that. If you don't, it might mean that your love for Bella has dimmed."

Camilla kissed him on the cheek once more and let her lips linger against his skin as her hand moved up his thigh. Zack closed his eyes for a moment and sank into the pleasure his future mother-in-law was so skilled at making him feel.

"So...so how do I deal with a lifetime of jealousy and anxiety?" Zack asked.

Camilla moaned softly and it turned him on, which Zack assumed was her intention. Her hand found its way between his legs and she stroked his cock through his jeans. She moaned again and kissed his neck and in a remarkably short span of time Zack was hard as a rock.

"Are you turned on, Zachary?" she asked softly.

"Yes, I am," he answered.

"Good. Close your eyes for me," she instructed. "That's very good, Zachary. Now I want you to listen to your fiancée and your best man having sex. I want you to listen to the beautiful moans of pleasure coming from your bedroom."

Zack listened as Camilla gently stroked his cock and almost immediately he pictured Bella on her back. He'd watched Austin fuck her a handful of times over the past month and he could easily conjure an image of it. He saw them having missionary sex. He saw Austin thrusting in and out of Bella's wet, needy pussy. He saw her body opening up for him and welcoming him so deep inside her. He saw the look of pleasure on her face and it matched perfectly with the moans drifting down the hallway and into his ears.

"Tell me, Zachary," Camilla whispered, "has your arousal deepened? Does my hand feel better on your cock than it did a minute ago? Are you more turned on?"

"Yes, I am," he said.

"Mmm, that's good, Zachary," Camilla said. She kissed his neck again and her tongue danced over his flesh as waves of pleasure moved down his spine and settled between his legs. "That's how a cuckold should feel when his fiancée is fucking another man. That's also how you combat those unpleasant feelings that are going to be with you for the rest of your life. You're going to feel jealous, Zachary, but you don't have to surrender to it. You can welcome it. You can embrace it. You can take it as a sign that your love for Bella hasn't diminished one bit. Then, you can combat that jealousy - and any angst that might come with it - with arousal."

Zack couldn't argue with the notion that arousal was an ideal antidote to jealousy and anxiety, for those feelings had receded. He knew that Camilla played a part in that, but he was also certain that he could easily replace her hand with his and stroke himself just a little to inspire his desire and push down any unpleasant feelings.

"A cuckold has no right to demand anything from his fiancée, but you shouldn't be shy about expressing your desires to Bella," Camilla continued. "She's not a mind reader, after all. For instance, after Austin had finished satisfying her and has left his cum inside her, you could ask for permission to clean Bella's pussy. You could ask to clean your best man's cum from her freshly-fucked cunt, and you could ask if she'd be kind enough to give you an orgasm after you've done so. Associating your pleasure with your best man fucking your bride-to-be will do wonders for your mental state when they're together."

Zack had enjoyed a few orgasms directly after Bella and Austin had fucked, but he hadn't made any particular requests of his bride-to-be in that realm and it made perfect sense that she wouldn't necessarily know that he wanted more.

Zack turned to Camilla and smiled. "Thank you, Camilla. I really don't know what I would do without your help in this. I'm not sure I'd be the kind of husband that Bella needs, that she deserves, without your guidance."

"You're welcome, Zachary," Camilla replied before leaning in and kissing him. She stroked his cock while offering her tongue and Zack couldn't help but find it thrilling to kiss his future mother-in-law, despite the fact that their relationship had been entirely atypical from the very start.

"Would it soothe your anxiety to worship my pussy, Zachary?" Camilla asked.

"Yes, it would," he answered. As strange as it seemed, Zack knew that Bella wouldn't be angry if she found him worshiping her mother's pussy. Their relationship was entirely atypical as well.

Camilla released Zack's cock, spread her legs, and removed her panties as he got on his knees and crawled in front of her. "It's a little messy down there," she said with a smile. "I hope you don't mind, but I neglected to mention that I stopped by my lover's house before coming here. As I'm sure you can see, he fucked me quite hard, and though some of his cum leaked into my panties, there's quite a bit left inside me. You don't mind cleaning up his mess, do you?"

"It would bring me great pleasure to clean your pussy, Camilla," Zack replied.

Camilla smiled, reached out to caress his face for a moment, and said, "You may put your tongue inside me, Zachary. Be gentle, though. Soothe my pussy, for he fucked me exceptionally hard and I'm going to be sore tomorrow."

Zack ran his fingers up Camilla’s legs and gently kissed her labia. He tasted just a hint of sex on his lips and she ran her fingers through his hair and offered a soft moan before he plunged his tongue inside her, bathing his taste buds in another man's cum.

"Remember to focus on your arousal, Zachary," Camilla instructed. "As you listen to another man vigorously fuck your bride - and do so with exceptional stamina, by the way - focus on your pleasure. Don't think about the fact that you'd have cum already. Don't think about the fact that Bella probably wouldn't want you to fuck her for this long because having your cock inside her doesn't provide anywhere near as much pleasure as his does. Instead, think of your bride-to-be feeling the joy of having a great cock inside her. Think of the orgasm she's going to have. Think of the pleasure she's going to experience. Think of being invited into the bedroom to clean her messy pussy like you're cleaning mine. Think of the joy of being a cuckold."

Zack's cock ached in his pants because he thought of all those things. Even the very mild form of humiliation Camilla had offered - as she described his sexual shortcomings - proved arousing, for he was cleaning his future mother-in-law's messy pussy while he listened to his fiancée get fucked by his best man. Zack knew he was, in so many ways, living a cuckold's dream in that moment and he wasn't going to fight it. He was going to take Camilla's advice and embrace it. He was going to let the pleasure overwhelm him.

"Do you hear that, Zachary?" Camilla asked as Bella's moans got louder. "Your lovely fiancée is about to cum on your best man's cock. What position do you imagine she's in right now?"

Zack looked up from between Camilla's thighs and said, "I think she's on top. She likes how deep inside her he feels when she's on top."

Camilla smiled and pulled Zack's head back between her legs. "Imagine her riding his cock. Imagine her pussy bouncing up and down on it. Imagine her milking that wondrous dick inside her. Imagine your bride-to-be urging him to cum inside her right as she climaxes. Imagine their lust for each other growing just a little bit stronger when they finally cum."

Zack pushed his tongue deep inside Camilla and found more of her lover's cum. He heard Bella scream in pleasure and the deep sounds of Austin's grunts and groans soon joined in. They were cumming, and they were doing so as Zack cleaned Camilla's messy cunt while dreaming of doing the same thing for his fiancée.

"Do you think she's kissing him now, Zachary?" Camilla asked after the sounds of sex faded away and were replaced by silence. "Do you think Bella is kissing your best man and telling him he makes her cum so hard, that she loves his cock and the way it makes her feel, that she loves having his cum inside her?"

Zack wasn't sure, but it seemed like Bella was testing him, like she was trying to push him into his jealousy and anxiety. Zack took her advice, though. He focused on his arousal. He let it grow as he thought of Bella sharing her love for another man's cock and her joy at having another man's cum inside her. After all, Zack did find all of that arousing even if it also inspired jealousy.

Camilla put a hand on the back of Zack's head and pulled him closer. She closed her thighs around his face and smothered him with her pussy. She kept her moans quiet, but she had an orgasm on Zack's tongue. She climaxed as he dined on her cum-filled pussy and worked her clit to give her the pleasure she deserved.

"Thank you, Zachary," Camilla said as she released her grip on his head.

He sat back, looked up at the beautiful woman that had changed his life, and replied, "It is always my pleasure, Camilla. And thank you. You have saved me again, as you almost always do."

"Oh, shit, I'm sorry," Austin said.

Zack turned to see his best man standing at the edge of the living room and putting his shirt on. Zack still had Camilla's juices on his face and her pussy was exposed, which was probably why Austin had such a strange look on his face.

Camilla slowly pulled her dress down to her thighs, smiled, and said, "You have nothing to apologize for, Austin. I'm Camilla, Bella's mother and Zachary's future mother-in-law. As I'm sure you now realize, my daughter isn't the only woman in this family to have a different approach to relationships. In fact, I trained Zachary in the art of being a good cuckold for his bride, and I still help him with his training from time to time."

"Then Zack's an even luckier man than I thought he was," Austin replied. "And it's very nice to meet you, Camilla. Your daughter is an amazing woman and it's pretty clear she's lucky to have a man like Zack in her life, and I guess she's pretty lucky to have a mom like you."

Camilla looked at Zack, smiled, and said, "You've done an even better job finding a best man than I thought, Zachary." She looked at Austin and added, "Is my daughter ready for a visit from her future husband and current cuckold?"

Austin nodded. "She is, and as much as I hate to run out on you, I'm already a little late for an appointment."

"See you later, Austin," Zack said from his knees. "And thanks...well, for being so understanding, I guess."

Austin flashed a charming smile and said, "Honestly, man, you and Bella are the happiest couple I've ever met, without question, so it's pretty clear that what you're doing is working damn good for you, so don't feel bad about any of it. Just enjoy it."

"I will," Zack replied with a smile.

Austin headed out and Zack turned back to Camilla, who leaned forward to give him a soft kiss and said, "Go to Bella. Focus on her pleasure, but don't forget to tend to your desire, Zachary. Stoke the flames of your lust as you clean her pussy. Let the jealousy and anxiety fade and think of how lucky you are to have a beautiful woman who wants to cuckold you and a best man who's more than happy to satisfy your bride with his big cock."

"I will, Camilla, and thanks again," Zack said as he headed for the bedroom.

Bella was naked in their bed. Her hair was a wondrous mess beneath her head, her chest was flushed red, her pussy lips were exceptionally wet and puffy, and she looked thoroughly satisfied.

"Did I hear my mom?" she asked.

Zack nodded as he stripped and moved towards the bed. "She stopped by for...well, I'm not actually sure why she stopped by. She heard you and Austin fucking the moment I opened the door and that's all we talked about. She actually helped me work through a bit of difficulty I was having with you and Austin having so much sex."

The look of concern on Bella's face made Zack feel genuinely loved. "Difficulty?"

"I was feeling jealous and even a little bit anxious. Not about anything really specific - I know you're not going to call off the wedding to be with Austin - but it was just this feeling I couldn't quite shake. Camilla helped me see the problem differently, though," he explained.

Zack moved to crawl between Bella's legs but she sat up, took his hand, and kissed him softly. "It's possible neither of us appreciates just how lucky we are to have my mom to help us figure out how to make this lifestyle work for us."

Zack laughed softly. "I know. She's kind of incredible."

Bella smiled and asked, "Is that...is that cum I taste on your tongue?"

He nodded. "She dropped by a lover's house on the way over here and had me clean her as I listened to you and Austin fucking."

Bella kissed him again, this time with what felt like seductive intent as her tongue slipped into his mouth and indulged in a wondrous dance with Zack's.

"Can I clean you?" he asked.

"Actually, I'd prefer it if you made love to me, Zack," she said before lying back and pulling his body on top of hers. Bella guided his cock into the depths of her pussy and grabbed two handfuls of his ass to make sure he stayed deep inside her. "Will you do that? Will you make love to me?"

"Yes," Zack replied. "Of course I will."

She ran her fingers up his back and Zack began to thrust in and out of her wet, warm, cum-filled pussy.

"Does that feel good?" Bella asked softly. "Does it feel good to be in my pussy after Austin has fucked me?"

"You feel incredible, Bella," he said. "Your pussy...it feels perfect. It does. It feels utterly perfect."

Bella wrapped her legs around him and they kissed as Zack tried his best not to fuck her too hard or too fast. If he did, he knew he wouldn't be able to last long. As it was, he was fairly certain he'd unleash inside his fiancée's pussy before long. It felt too good, and it wasn't just the pleasure of her pussy surrounding his cock. It was the pleasure of kissing her, of feeling her hands moving over his back, of listening to her moans into his mouth. It was the pleasure of truly making love to the woman he was going to marry.

"Bella, I'm close," he said.

"Cum inside me, Zack," she replied. "Austin gave me the orgasm I crave, all I want is to give you the orgasm you deserve. So cum inside me."

Zack thought of Bella and Austin fucking. He thought of his fiancée getting her sexual pleasure from another man. He followed Camilla's advice and he let it feed his arousal instead of his jealousy. As he did, an orgasm overtook him. He came inside her. He gave her what she said she wanted, and he took the pleasure he craved more than anything.

Afterwards, Bella held him tight with her arms and legs wrapped around his body. It seemed like she didn't want to let him go, and Zack was just fine with that, for there were few things in life better than being inside his fiancée's pussy after they'd both found the satisfaction they craved.