The Dominant Bull - Part 7

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“I could drive you to Warrick’s,” Emmett said as Autumn put the finishing touches on her makeup. “He doesn’t have to come and get you.”

Autumn smiled at Emmett in the bathroom mirror. “I know that. He knows that too. He knows that you’re an eager cuckold, that you want to please him. But he also likes the idea of picking me up at our house, of quite literally taking me from you for the night.”

Emmett bristled a little at the idea that he was eager to please Warrick. He thought of himself as eager to please Autumn, though he knew it might look like the same thing at a casual glance.

“Why do you have to spend the night with him?” Emmett asked.

Autumn applied a light layer of lipstick – Warrick didn’t like it too heavy – and ensured it looked perfect before turning to Emmett. “Because it’s what my bull wants. He wants to take me away from you and bring me back to his house. He wants me to spend the night in his bed, in his arms. He wants to have access to my body as often as he desires it. And I want to make him happy, so I’m going to spend the night with him and I’m going to give myself to him as often as he wants me.”

Emmett knew better than to whine or plead with his wife for a different outcome for the evening. Warrick had decided what he wanted and Autumn was going to do as her bull desired, especially now that they were having sex. Autumn had been dedicated to Warrick’s pleasure before, but now that he’d fucked her a handful of times she was completely hooked on doing whatever it took to ensure he continued fucking her.

“He really does make you feel good, doesn’t he?” Emmett asked.

Autumn smiled and stepped closer. Emmett glanced at her cleavage – the dress she’d picked for that evening put her breasts on display in the most beautiful way – and a hint of her perfume hit his nose. “Good doesn’t begin to describe how Warrick makes me feel. It’s more than just good sex, as I’m sure you know. He’s an expert at tapping into the side of me that craves submission, that finds offering my submission to a worthy man to be more arousing than anything I’ve ever experienced. That’s why I want to do as he desires, Emmett. That’s why I want to make him happy. I need more of what he’s already given me. I crave it, and every time I see him it gets better.”

Emmett had witnessed the pleasure Warrick made Autumn feel. He’d witnessed it numerous times in the nearly two months they’d been seeing each other. It was as if Warrick possessed a superpower, one that Emmett had first seen in action in the diner when the waitress offered her submission to Warrick mere moments after meeting him. Some of that pleasure was Emmett’s to enjoy, as he’d discovered that being cuckolded was even more enjoyable than he’d expected it would be.

“Now, he’ll be here soon,” Autumn said. “Do you think I look good enough for him?”

Emmett stepped back and let his eyes wander over his wife’s body. He saw the heels he’d slipped onto her feet and the stockings he’d pulled up her long legs. He saw the dress he’d helped her step into before zipping her up. He knew she wore a brand new bra and panty set as well, for he’d dressed her in it just as he’d done before each of her dates with Warrick. “You look perfect, Autumn. You always look perfect for Warrick.”

She smiled. “Does it make you jealous that I work so hard to look good for my bull, that it’s deeply important to me to look good for him?”

“A little,” Emmett answered. “Though I admit that I kind of like feeling that sort of jealousy.”

“And you like helping me look good for him, don’t you?” she asked.

Emmett nodded. It always put him in a state of arousal to dress Autumn before a date. “I do like that.”

Autumn reached up and caressed his face in a loving manner as she smiled. Emmett desperately hoped she’d lean in and kiss him, but he knew she wouldn’t, for Warrick almost always forbid her from kissing Emmett on a night when she was going to see him.

“Come,” Autumn said. “You can worship my pussy a little before Warrick arrives.”

She took Emmett’s hand and led him out of the bedroom and into their living room. She stood with a view out the window – presumably so she could see her bull arrive – and pointed to the floor in front of her. Emmett fell to his knees and Autumn lifted the bottom of her dress, pulled aside her delicate panties, and guided him between her legs.

“I love when you do this for me, Emmett,” Autumn said as he pushed his tongue between her pussy lips and tasted her juices. “I love everything you do for me on date nights, but there’s something so beautiful to me about you getting on your knees and using your tongue to prepare my pussy for Warrick’s cock. Your tongue feels wonderful, of course, but I think the thing that really turns me on is the idea that you’re doing it so my bull can fuck me, and that you know that’s why you’re doing it.”

Autumn moaned, and while Emmett was eager to look up at his wife and tell her how much he enjoyed preparing her pussy for her bull, he didn’t want to pull away for even a moment, both because it brought him pleasure to lick her pussy to prepare her for her bull and because he knew she’d be gone all night and he wanted to savor any chance to be intimate with his wife before she left for her date.

“He’s here,” Autumn said after what felt like far too short a time. She pushed Emmett’s head back, adjusted her panties, and straightened the bottom of her dress. “How do I look?”

“You look perfect,” Emmett answered as he stood up. “Absolutely perfect, Autumn.” She’d been on numerous dates with Warrick at that point, but each time she seemed nearly as nervous as she’d been for the first date, which Emmett took as a surefire sign that Autumn was every bit as excited about being with Warrick as she said she was.

Emmett turned towards the window, but it wasn’t Warrick’s car in the driveway that caught his attention. It was the sight of their neighbors across the street sitting on their front porch, seemingly with glasses of wine in their hand. “The neighbors are out,” Emmett said.

Autumn glanced out the window and replied, “Is that a problem?”

“They’ll see,” Emmett answered as he suddenly felt a touch of panic at the idea of the neighbors knowing that Autumn was dating another man.

“Yes, they will,” she said. “That was inevitable, Emmett. It’s kind of surprising it hasn’t happened yet, to be honest, but this was never going to be something we could keep a secret. I’m not going to be sneaking around with my bull. I’m going to go where he wants, when he wants. In fact, I’m quite certain that Warrick plans on having you join us for a date at some point and he’s going to make very clear that I’m with him when we’re on that date, and people are going to see.”

Emmett was surprised to find a bit of arousal had crept in and was now competing with the angst he felt over people knowing he was a cuckold. “Really? A public date with the three of us?”

Autumn smiled as she watched Warrick exit his car and approach the house. “You shouldn’t feel embarrassed about what you are, Emmett. You’re a cuckold, but you’re also a loving husband that does everything he can to ensure his wife’s happiness. If that means going on a date as the third wheel with me and my bull, you should be proud to be our third wheel. You should be proud to sit across the table from us. You should be proud to watch Warrick put his arm around me and pull me close for a kiss while we’re on our date. You should be proud because that’s what will make me happy.”

“I…I am…I will be,” Emmett said, though he still felt a considerable degree of angst.

The doorbell rang and Autumn smiled. “Please answer the door.”

Emmett rushed towards the front door and opened it to a smiling Warrick. “Would you like to come in?” he asked.

“No,” Warrick replied. “I have a lovely night planned with your wife and I’m eager to get started with it.”

Emmett looked back to see Autumn step into view and smile at her bull. The sway in her hips was noticeable as she walked past Emmett and into Warrick’s arms. They shared a deep kiss and Emmett watched Autumn’s mouth open to welcome her bull’s tongue as Warrick’s hands moved down her back, lifted her dress, and grabbed two handfuls of the soft, smooth flesh of her ass, making Autumn moan into his mouth.

As his wife and her bull kissed, Emmett looked across the street and at his neighbors. They both appeared to be watching what was unfolding at Emmett’s front door, and he couldn’t blame them. It wasn’t the sort of thing that occurred with any regularity in their neighborhood.

“Can you feel that?” Warrick asked as he maintained his possessive grip on Autumn’s ass.

“I can,” she said.

“Do you like that a kiss is all it takes for me to get hard for you?” he asked.

“I love that,” Autumn answered.

“And if I wanted you to get on your knees and suck my cock right here, would you do it?” Warrick asked.

Emmett was surprised that he desperately wanted to watch that particular pleasure unfold, even though the neighbors absolutely would have seen it, and might have been quite alarmed to see such a thing unfolding across the street.

“Yes, I would,” Autumn said. “I’d enjoy it, too.”

Warrick’s smile indicated his utter joy at Autumn’s eagerness to please him. He released her ass and reached up to caress her face. “I know you would,” he said. “Because you’re a good girl for me.”

“Yes, I am,” Autumn replied softly.

“There will be plenty of time for you to suck my cock tonight,” Warrick said. “I want something different right now. I want your cuckold to get on his knees behind you. I want him to lift your dress, pull your panties aside, and kiss your pretty asshole.”

Autumn looked over her shoulder and smiled. “You heard him,” she said. “Do what he desires.”

Emmett looked across the street – the neighbors were still watching – but he didn’t hesitate. He dropped to his knees and moved behind Autumn. He lifted her dress, pulled aside her panties, and reached up to spread her ass cheeks. He pressed his face between them, pursed his lips, and kissed her asshole.

“Now lick it, cuckold,” Warrick instructed. “Rim your wife’s asshole.”

Emmett extended his tongue and licked in small circles around Autumn’s asshole. She unleashed a soft moan and he licked a little faster.

“Is he being a good cuckold?” Warrick asked. “Is he doing as I instructed?”

“He is,” Autumn answered. “He’s being a very good cuckold. He’s rimming my asshole like a good boy.”

“Do you like that your husband is eager to be a good cuckold for me?” Warrick asked.

“I do,” Autumn replied. “I know it makes you happy when he does as he’s told and acts like a good cuckold, and I want to make you happy, Warrick.”

She moaned in a deeply sensual manner and Warrick said, “You’re soaked. Are you turned on, Autumn?” He must have been fingering her, and doing it in front of the neighbors, which Emmett couldn’t help but find arousing.

“Yes,” she answered. “I’m turned on for you.”

“Do you think you’ll be able to make it through dinner without an orgasm?” Warrick asked. “Or will I have to take you to the bathroom and fuck you to help satisfy your desire?”

Autumn moaned again. “I don’t…I don’t know if I’ll make it. I know you like to tease me, to play with my pussy under the table at dinner, to make me masturbate while we eat. I’m so turned on for you, Warrick, I don’t know if I’ll make it all the way through dinner if I can’t cum.”

He was fingering her vigorously enough that Emmett could hear it as he continued to rim his wife’s beautiful ass.

“I’ll tell you what,” Warrick began, “I’ll let you suck my cock on the drive to dinner. If you do a good enough job turning me on, I’ll take you to the restaurant bathroom, bend you over the sink, and fuck you until you cum for me. How does that sound?”

“That sounds like a challenge,” Autumn replied with obvious joy in her voice. “A challenge I’m eager to take on. I’ll suck your cock like a good girl. I’ll turn you on. I’ll make you feel good. I’ll make sure that you’re just as eager to fuck me at the restaurant as I am to get fucked.”

“Let’s go, then,” Warrick said.

Autumn walked away, leaving Emmett on his knees at the door. He watched the bottom of her dress fall to cover her ass and crawled a little closer to see Warrick lead Autumn to the passenger side before gently pressing her against the door to indulge in yet another wildly passionate kiss. He even slipped a hand under her dress and fingered her a little more, all while the neighbors watched.

Autumn looked a little dazed – in a good way – as Warrick opened the door and guided her inside. He moved around to the driver’s side, put his seat belt on, and then guided Autumn’s head between his legs. Her lips were wrapped around his cock and her head was bobbing up and down before Warrick even started the car. The neighbors would certainly see that. The cat was out of the bag. Surely they knew that Emmett was a cuckold. In the moment, though, that didn’t bother him in the slightest as he couldn’t really think about anything other than how turned on he was and how difficult it was going to be to go the whole night without masturbating.

Warrick backed out of the driveway with Autumn eagerly sucking his cock and just like that Emmett’s wife was gone. He closed the front door, looked down at the bulge in his pants, and took a deep breath. It was going to be a long night.

Though it was difficult, Emmett managed to largely clear his mind of thoughts of Autumn and her bull over the next hour, thanks in large part to a particularly engaging movie. A message from his wife was all it took to ruin that clear mindedness, though.

“He gave me what I needed,” her text read. It came with a video. Emmett knew the smart thing would be to avoid watching the video, but he couldn’t help himself. He tapped play. Warrick was holding her phone and filming into the bathroom mirror as he fucked Autumn from behind at the restaurant. The look on her face was one of the purest pleasure and Emmett’s cock almost immediately came back to life as every fiber of his being focused on the intense pleasure of watching another man fuck his wife.

“Is this what you needed?” Warrick asked.

“Yes,” Autumn replied. “Thank you for fucking me. Thank you for giving me what I need. Thank you for being so generous.”

Warrick pointed the camera downwards and leaned back, giving Emmett a perfect view of another man’s cock sliding into Autumn’s pussy from behind. “You were a good cocksucker in the car,” he said. “You were so good that you almost made me cum in your mouth.”

Autumn moaned like the idea thrilled her and Warrick pointed the camera at the bathroom mirror again. The sounds of sex got a little louder and Autumn’s breasts bounced in her low cut dress.

“Would it make you happy if I came inside you?” he asked.

“Yes,” she replied.

“Do you want to feel my cum leaking out of you as we have dinner?” he asked.

“Yes!” Autumn said.

Warrick pointed the camera at her ass once more and Emmett watched as the impressive length of the other man’s cock moved in and out of his wife’s pussy.

“Can I cum?” Autumn asked.

“Yes,” Warrick answered. “Cum on my cock. Be a good girl and cum all over my cock.”

A moment later Autumn’s orgasmic moans filled the bathroom. Warrick pointed the camera at the mirror and Emmett saw his wife’s complete and utter joy at taking her bull’s cock. Not long after Warrick buried his cock in her pussy and climaxed, filling Autumn with his thick load while Emmett sat on the couch with an incredible stiffness between his legs.

Warrick pulled out and Autumn quickly pulled up her panties, turned around, and kissed him. “Thank you for fucking me,” she said. “I was going out of my mind. I can’t tell you how badly I needed that.”

Warrick turned the camera around, smiled, and said, “Cuckold, I want you to come to the restaurant and find our table. I want you to request your wife’s cum-filled panties. She’ll take them off for you and I want you to walk out of the restaurant with them in your hand. When you get home, I want you to wrap those panties around your cock and masturbate using my cum as your lube. It’s the only way I’m going to allow you to cum this weekend. If you don’t show up in the next twenty minutes, I won’t be fucking your beautiful wife again tonight. She’ll do quite a lot of cocksucking, but I won’t give her another orgasm. So don’t disappoint her and be a good cuckold. Rush over here as quickly as you can.”

The video ended and Emmett shot to his feet. He grabbed his wallet and keys, punched the restaurant’s address into his GPS app, and ran to the car. He got there in less than fifteen minutes and rushed inside. The hostess said something, but Emmett paid her no attention. He moved through the tables until he spotted Autumn and Warrick sitting side by side in a booth.

“Hey honey,” Autumn said as Emmett approached. “Did you enjoy the video?”

Emmett nodded. “May I…may I have your cum-filled panties?” he asked while hoping that none of the other diners would hear him.

“Of course,” Autumn replied as she reached under the table, pulled off her panties, and then held them up.

Emmett stared for a few moments and saw that they were utterly soaked with Warrick’s cum. He stepped closer and took them from her. He moved to wrap his fingers around them and try and hide the fact that he was carrying a pair of used panties, but Warrick was having none of it.

“You’ll hold them just like that,” he instructed. “You’ll walk out of here with them in your hand just like that. I want anyone that looks closely to know that you’re carrying a pair of cum-soaked panties out of the restaurant. Do you understand?”

Emmett’s heart pounded as he nodded.

“Good. You may leave us,” Warrick said.

As Emmett turned to leave, Autumn added, “Thank you, baby. Thank you for being a good cuckold. Thank you for ensuring that I get to spend my night getting fucked by my bull.”

“You’re welcome,” Emmett replied before heading out of the restaurant. He stared straight ahead, but he was certain that at least a few people saw what he was carrying. The hostess definitely did – she said something that Emmett didn’t hear – but by that point he was nearly out of the restaurant. He kept his hand out in front of him until he was in the car. He gently slid the used panties onto the dash – Warrick wouldn’t ask, but Emmett figured the bull would enjoy the fact that the panties were on display for the entire drive home – and headed back to the house.

Emmett rushed inside the moment he turned the car off. He had his pants off in the blink of an eye. He pulled up the video and hit play. He was hard a few seconds later. He wrapped the messy, cum-soaked panties around his cock and jerked off furiously as he watched Warrick fuck Autumn with such vigor in the restaurant bathroom.

Emmett came in the panties before the video was over. A smile broke across his face as a sense of pure joy washed over him thanks to the intense pleasure of his orgasm. He leaned against the wall, closed his eyes, and marveled at how good it felt to have a climax fueled by his cuckolding.

As his head cleared, Emmett couldn’t help but wonder if he was allowed to cum more than once using the soiled panties. He resolved to text Autumn and ask as soon as he’d recovered from his climax. He’d probably be denied, but he figured there was no harm in asking. He also made a note to ask Autumn to thank Warrick for letting him cum, figuring that doing so might give him a chance at a second orgasm.

Emmett set the panties on the coffee table, put his pants back on, and sat on the couch to type out a message that some part of him couldn’t believe he was even thinking of sending, and yet he was really quite eager to request permission for another orgasm. Perhaps he really was every bit the eager cuckold that Autumn seemed to think he was.