The Dominant Bull - Part 6

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“It’s happening!” Autumn said as she ran into the living room. “Tonight. It’s happening tonight.”

“What’s happening?” Emmett asked.

“Warrick’s going to fuck me,” she replied before jumping up and down like she’d just won the lottery. “He’s coming here tonight and he’s going to fuck me. He just texted. He’s finally going to fuck me.”

Nearly a month had passed since Autumn had been on her first date with Warrick, so Emmett understood her excitement. He felt it too. Warrick had denied him an orgasm for the past week and a half, perhaps because he knew this moment was coming.

Emmett leapt off the couch and rushed towards his wife. She stepped into his arms and they shared a tight hug. He grabbed her ass and pulled her close before kissing her neck.

“You can’t,” Autumn said as she backed away. “I’m sorry, but you know Warrick has rules on the days that he’s going to see me. You know that you’re only allowed to touch me in the very specific ways he allows.”

Emmett couldn’t quite tame his frustration at Warrick’s rules, but he understood. Autumn had given control over to her bull, which meant that Emmett had to surrender control as well, for his wife wasn’t willing to break any of Warrick’s rules.

She reached out, took his hand, and lifted it to her lips for a soft kiss. “His rules are fairly generous tonight,” she said. “He wants you to shower with me. He wants you to do most of the work to prepare me for him, in fact. He wants you to wash my body from head to toe. He wants you to shave my pussy almost entirely, with the exception of a small strip above my clit. He wants you to lotion my legs, dress me in lingerie, and, best of all, he wants you to use your tongue on my pussy to prepare me for his cock. Isn’t that exciting?”

Emmett still felt a twinge of resistance at the idea of surrendering completely to Warrick’s desires, but he couldn’t deny his excitement, in large part because he was almost fully erect at the idea of getting to spend so much time indulging in a very particular kind of intimacy with his wife.

“Let’s start now,” she said. “I want us to have as much time as possible to get ready for him.”

Autumn led Emmett to the master bathroom and then turned and smiled at him. She stood there without saying a word as the seconds ticked by and Emmett wasn’t entirely sure what she was waiting for.

“Emmett, Warrick wants you to do as much as you can to prepare me. That means you’re basically doing everything except for my hair and makeup, which to me means that you need to take my clothes off before we get in the shower. Remember, Warrick says that a cuckold’s purpose is to serve his wife and her bull,” Autumn said.

Emmett’s cock jumped at the last sentence in particular. Again that little twinge of resistance was present in his head, but it was overwhelmed by the arousal he felt at the notion of offering his service to ensure that Autumn’s night was as pleasurable as possible.

With a smile on his face, Emmett carefully undressed his wife. He took what small pleasures he could, largely in the form of letting his fingers linger against her bare skin as he removed her t-shirt and shorts and unhooked her bra. He dropped to his knees to take off her panties and ran his fingers all the way down her legs, taking his time doing it to elongate the moments in which he was allowed to be in contact with her.

Once Autumn was naked, Emmett quickly stripped and turned on the shower to her preferred temperature. As it heated up, he stared at his naked wife in the bathroom mirror and she smiled before looking over her shoulder at his stiff cock.

“I’ve never been with anyone as big as Warrick,” she noted.

“Really?” Emmett asked. “None of the guys you were with before me were his size?”

Autumn turned around and reached out like she was going to grasp Emmett’s cock before stopping just short of touching him. “No. Most were right around your size or a little bigger, but I’ve never been with someone as impressive as Warrick.”

Emmett saw the arousal on Autumn’s face, but he saw it in her body, too. Her nipples were suddenly quite hard and he suspected that if he slipped his fingers between her legs that he’d find her quite wet in anticipation of feeling her bull’s big cock inside her.

“Does the idea of being with someone as big as him excite you?” Emmett asked.

Autumn nodded as she reached up and took one of her breasts in her hand. She gently squeezed the soft, perky flesh and a moan escaped her lips. “I can’t explain how excited I am, Emmett. It’s not just his size, of course. It’s his ability to dominate me. I want to know what it’s like to be fucked by a dominant man. I want to know what it’s like to surrender my body to him in our bed, to be taken by someone that sees me as a vessel for his pleasure. God, it turns me on so much.”

Emmett wasn’t going to say it, but Autumn’s arousal seemed to translate directly into his own. His cock felt painfully hard as he watched and listened to his wife get lost in her need to be fucked by a dominant man.

“I think the water’s hot enough,” he said. He could have talked all day about her need to be with Warrick, but he had a job to do.

Autumn smiled and stepped into the shower as Emmett held the door open for her. He joined her and watched as Autumn moved under the water. It soaked her hair and flowed down her lithe body, leaving her wet and shiny and making Emmett’s cock throb just a little bit harder.

“You should shave my pussy first,” she said.

“Of course,” Emmett replied as he reached for the cream and razor.

“I know you probably want to kiss it, or touch it, or try and pleasure me, but there will be time for that later. For now, you just need to focus on making my pussy look perfect for my bull. You need to focus on being of service to me,” Autumn instructed.

Emmett looked up at his wife and nodded before squirting a little of the cream into his hand and rubbing it over the areas he would soon be shaving clean of any trace of hair. Autumn was right that he desperately wanted to pleasure her. Partly it was because he’d been denied the right to do so, but he also loved making Autumn feel good, particularly since she’d started seeing Warrick.

Once the shaving cream was applied, Emmett lifted the razor and carefully shaved his wife’s pussy to Warrick’s specifications. As he did, the notion that he was preparing her for another man ran through his head over and over, spreading a fairly intense kind of lust through his body as it did.

After he finished, Emmett washed away the shaving cream and inspected his work. “It looks perfect,” he said before looking up at Autumn.

She reached out and caressed his face with a wet, soft hand. “Thank you, Emmett. Thank you for all of this. Thank you for finding Warrick and thank you for being willing to surrender yourself to his rules. My pleasure – my truest, deepest pleasure – wouldn’t be possible without your eagerness to be the kind of cuckold Warrick wants.”

“I just want you to be happy, Autumn,” Emmett said from his knees. He longed to kiss her, to press his lips against any part of her body, and yet he knew she’d deny him. Even if she wanted it too, she’d deny him because following Warrick’s rules was more important.

“You can wash me now,” she said.

Emmett stood, grabbed her shampoo, and washed his wife’s hair for the first time in his life. It proved to be remarkably intimate and erotic. His cock brushed against her ass a few times, but each time it did Emmett immediately pulled back, for he had no interest in pushing the limits of Warrick’s rules or disappointing Autumn.

Once her hair was clean, Emmett took pleasure in soaping up and washing every inch of Autumn’s body. He felt a little like her servant, but there was something rather pleasurable about it. He got to touch her in the most intimate places, and he got to take his time in the name of ensuring she was clean for her bull. Unsurprisingly, his cock throbbed painfully throughout, a fact that Emmett also took great pleasure in.

“That was lovely,” Autumn said. “Let’s both step out and you can dry me. Then you can jump back in and get clean while I do my hair and makeup.”

Emmett turned off the water, followed his wife out of the shower, and carefully dried her with her towel. She didn’t lift a finger, letting him act as her almost literal servant, though he found intense pleasure in getting to be so close to her naked body.

“Thank you,” Autumn said when he’d finished drying her. She leaned in and gave him a soft kiss on the cheek. “When you’re finished showering you can rub lotion into my legs.”

“Of course,” Emmett replied before turning the shower on and stepping into the hot water. He took his time washing up then stepped out, dried off, and moved to the bedroom to put some clothes on before rubbing lotion into Autumn’s legs.

“Actually, Warrick said that you’re to remain naked,” Autumn said. “No clothes at all at any point after the shower.”

“Really?” Emmett asked as he popped his head back into the bathroom.

Autumn smiled at him. “Yes. He wants you naked when he gets here. He says it helps a cuckold remember his place if he’s naked from the moment his wife’s bull enters the house.”

Emmett wasn’t going to put up a fight. Instead, he stepped back into the bathroom, grabbed the lotion from the counter, and dropped to his knees. Autumn swung her legs toward him and Emmett squirted some of the smooth, nicely-scented lotion into his hands and rubbed it into his wife’s slender, smooth, utterly perfect legs. He got exceptionally close to her pussy a few times and he had to fight off a desire to lean forward and lick her until she came, but he managed to contain his desire.

“I need a little more time to finish my hair and makeup,” Autumn said once Emmett was done with the lotion. “Why don’t you make sure the house is clean. I don’t think Warrick will spend much time anywhere but our bedroom, but we should be good hosts and make sure we’re inviting him into a clean, welcoming home.”

“Of course,” Emmett said as he stood and headed for the living room. They usually kept the house clean, but he made sure every pillow was in the right place, every bit of dust was taken care of, and every little detail in any room Warrick might be entering looked right.

As he engaged in the rather simple task, Emmett’s mind wandered to what would unfold when Warrick finally arrived. Over and over he pictured Autumn on her back in their bed with Warrick between her legs. He saw the bull’s cock moving in and out of Autumn’s wet, eager pussy. He heard her moans of pleasure. He saw her being used for another man’s pleasure and taking great, even orgasmic joy in it.

“Emmett!” Autumn called out from the bedroom. “I’m ready for you.”

He rushed towards the sound of his wife’s voice and saw her sitting on the bed with a lingerie set resting on the comforter. He smiled. They’d done this before, only now it felt far more thrilling because the night was going to end in Autumn getting fucked and Emmett officially becoming a cuckold.

“Please dress me for my bull,” Autumn said.

Emmett’s cock came back to life as he stepped into the bedroom and carefully dressed his wife in the beautiful bra, panty, garter belt, and stockings set she’d bought just for the occasion. It seemed that Warrick had a particular look that he enjoyed very much and it just so happened to be a look that Autumn’s body was very well-suited to.

When he was finished dressing her, Emmett stepped back to admire his work as Autumn smiled and struck a few poses. “You’re perfect,” he said.

“Thank you,” she replied. “I like that you’re hard. I like that you’ve been hard most of the day. It means that you’re as turned on by all of this as I am, doesn’t it?”

“Yes,” Emmett admitted. He had some misgivings, of course, but to deny his arousal would have been foolish.

“Warrick will be here soon,” she said. “When he arrives, you are to answer the door and welcome him to our home. I’ll be here, waiting for him in our bed. He said he has no interest in wasting time or teasing me tonight, that he’s eager to fuck me, and to show me what it’s like to be fucked by a real man.”

Emmett felt a potent surge of desire that made his cock throb as Autumn relayed her bull’s intent for the evening.

“Before he arrives, though, you can prepare my pussy for him,” Autumn said.

Emmett stepped closer expecting that Autumn would lie in the bed so he could crawl between her legs, but she didn’t. Instead, she reached up and applied gentle pressure to the top of his head, urging Emmett to drop to his knees in front of her. Once he did, Autumn stepped closer, smiled, and pulled her panties aside before guiding his head between her legs.

Emmett’s tongue went to work immediately. He hadn’t been given permission to taste his wife – to pleasure her – in half a week and he relished the opportunity to make her moan, even if he wasn’t going to be the man to make her cum that evening.

“Mmm, that feels so good,” Autumn said. “Get me nice and wet for him. He’s so big that my pussy isn’t going to be used to his size, so the wetter I am the easier it will be to take him. Leave me soaked, baby. Make sure I’m completely soaked for my bull’s cock so he can fuck me however he wants.”

Emmett felt such a strong desire to masturbate that he clasped his hands behind his back to prevent himself from breaking the rules.

Autumn let Emmett worship her pussy until the doorbell rang. Then she gently pushed him away and said, “Answer the door. Welcome my bull to our home.”

Emmett hopped to his feet and hurried towards the door with an erection bouncing between his legs. He wiped Autumn’s juices from his face before grasping the door handle, stepping aside, and pulling it open while ensuring that his naked body wasn’t in view of a potentially nosy neighbor.

“Welcome, Warrick,” he said. “Autumn is waiting for you in the bedroom.”

Warrick stepped inside, glanced at Emmett – seemingly to ensure he was naked as instructed – and said, “Thank you, cuckold.”

Emmett shut the door and quickly headed for the bedroom. He arrived just in time to see Warrick take his jacket off and turn towards the door.

“Take this,” Warrick said. “Hang it in the closet so you can retrieve it for me when I’m finished.”

Emmett took the bull’s jacket and rushed towards the closet. He hung it carefully – he didn’t want it to get wrinkled – and moved back into the bedroom. Warrick was standing by the bed and slowly unbuttoning his shirt as Autumn – who was on her back in the bed – massaged his cock through the thin material of his slacks.

“Are you excited for tonight?” Warrick asked.

“Desperately,” Autumn answered. “I’ve never been so turned on.”

“And are you going to be a good girl for me?” he asked.

“I will,” she said. “I just want to make you happy, Warrick. I want to be the source of your pleasure tonight. It’s all I want.”

Warrick took his shirt off and Autumn’s eyes wandered over his impressively built chest and stomach. She reached up to run her fingers over it and the bull smiled, seemingly at her desperate need for him.

“Did your cuckold prepare you as I instructed?” he asked.

Autumn glanced at Emmett – who’d taken a standing position at the foot of the bed – and smiled. “He did a wonderful job. He shaved my pussy for you. He cleaned my body. He lotioned my legs. He dressed me. He cleaned the house. He did everything a good cuckold is supposed to do and not once did he take any liberties with me. He respected that my body belongs to you tonight and that you get to decide who takes pleasure in it.”

“Good,” Warrick said without taking his eyes off of Autumn. “If he continues to be a good cuckold I’ll reward him with an orgasm before the night is over.”

Emmett felt an intense level of excitement at the notion of being granted the chance to cum. Going such a long time without an orgasm had made that inevitable.

Warrick loosened his belt and unbuttoned his pants, causing Autumn to once again reach between his legs and massage his cock. A look of intense excitement came over her face as it seemed that her bull was going to reveal the stiff flesh that would soon be inside her.

“Do you want my cock, Autumn?” he asked.

“More than I can possibly explain,” she answered.

Warrick unzipped his pants and pushed them over his hips. Autumn massaged the bulge in his tight boxer briefs, putting a smile on Warrick’s face and eliciting a quick moan.

“Kiss it,” he said.

Autumn rolled onto her side and pressed her lips against the bulge. She kissed it repeatedly, taking any chance she was given to show her bull that she desired him.

“Pull my underwear down,” Warrick instructed.

Autumn pulled the tight fabric down and his big, stiff cock sprang free. It pressed against her face and Emmett could see that Autumn wanted him in her mouth, but she kept her lips closed, likely because she hadn’t been given permission.

“What do you want right now?” Warrick asked.

Autumn looked up at him and said, “I want you in my mouth. I want to suck your cock. I want to make you feel good. It’s all I want. It’s like I can feel it in every cell of my body. I just want to make you feel good.”

“Take me in your mouth,” he said.

Autumn wrapped her lips around Warrick’s cock and moaned as she sucked him. Emmett watched from the foot of the bed with a throbbing erection as his wife offered a deeply sensual, passionate blowjob to the man that had skillfully established himself as her dom.

“Deeper,” he said before putting a hand on the back of her head.

Autumn did her best to deepthroat her bull’s cock, but she couldn’t get all the way there. Emmett watched his wife’s throat bulge, though, as she took some of his shaft deeper than she’d ever taken any man.

Warrick stepped back, depriving Autumn of his cock and causing a look of desperation to wash over her face. He kicked his pants and underwear aside and approached the bed once more. “On your back,” he instructed.

Autumn rolled onto her back and Warrick crawled into the bed. He straddled her chest and then looked over his shoulder and said, “Cuckold, come watch on your knees by the side of the bed.”

Emmett quickly moved to the side of the bed – right where Warrick had been standing – and fell to his knees as Warrick stroked his cock inches from Autumn’s mouth. She parted her lips like she was silently begging him to feed her his thickness and Emmett again resisted the urge to masturbate at the beautiful sight of his cuckolding unfolding.

Warrick leaned forward, pushed his cock between Autumn’s lips, and gently fucked her mouth. He moved in and out, going just deep enough to make her gag a little before pulling out. She stared up into his eyes the entire time, showing her complete and total dedication to her bull’s pleasure. A little bit of saliva and spit ended up on her face, but that didn’t seem to bother either of them.

Warrick pulled his cock from her mouth and crawled forward until his balls hovered over her lips. “Suck them,” he said. “Suck my balls.”

Autumn lifted her head from the pillow and took one of Warrick’s testicles into her mouth. She moaned as she licked and sucked on it and it seemed to Emmett that his wife was truly thrilled to have a man sitting over her face and feeding her his balls. It was a stunning sight that proved to him that Autumn was genuine when she said that making Warrick feel good was all she really cared about.

After a few minutes of dedicated ball sucking, Warrick moved back until he was between Autumn’s legs. “Her face is a mess, cuckold. Clean it with your tongue.”

Emmett stood and leaned over the bed. Autumn smiled and pulled him down until he was close enough to lick up every bit of saliva. The strange taste that hit his tongue was almost certainly Warrick’s balls, but that only fueled Emmett’s desire.

“Kiss her,” Warrick said.

Autumn’s lips found Emmett’s first and they shared a deep tongue kiss. She moaned into his mouth and a moment later Emmett heard the wetness of Warrick fingering her pussy, likely preparing her to be filled with his cock.

“Back to your knees, cuckold,” Warrick instructed.

Emmett reluctantly fell to his knees and watched his wife writhe and moan as Warrick fingered her pussy and played with her clit.

“Don’t you dare cum,” he said. “You don’t get to orgasm unless I say so. Do you understand?”

“Yes,” Autumn answered, though even uttering that one word seemed difficult for her, given how skillfully he was working her pussy.

“Do you want me to fuck you?” Warrick asked.

“Yes, please, Warrick. Please fuck me. Please, give me your cock. Please fuck me!” Autumn cried out.

Warrick smiled and slowly stroked his cock. It seemed to Emmett that he was in his element, that having a woman under his control and desperate for him was the thing that made Warrick happiest.

“Get on your hands and knees. Face your cuckold,” Warrick instructed.

Autumn moved to her hands and knees with remarkable swiftness. She looked down at Emmett and smiled as Warrick moved behind her. He raised his hand and brought it down on her ass. The sound of flesh meeting flesh filled the air as Autumn winced from the sudden pain. Then, in an instant, pleasure washed over her face again as Emmett heard the sounds of her pussy being worked by Warrick’s fingers.

“Tell your cuckold what you need,” Warrick said.

“I need him to fuck me,” Autumn said as she stared into Emmett’s eyes. “I need him to fill me with his cock. I need him to use me for his pleasure. I need to make him feel good, Emmett. I need to make Warrick cum.”

“What do you want, cuckold?” Warrick asked.

“I want you to fuck my wife,” Emmett answered.

“Even if I’m not going to use a condom?” Warrick asked with a smile.

Emmett felt a sudden sense of distress as he looked at Autumn. There hadn’t been any discussion of unprotected sex. He’d just assumed that she’d use a condom with him, at least until they’d been together a little longer.

“He’s not going to use a condom,” she said. “He never uses a condom with his hotwives. He’s going to claim my pussy when he fucks me. He’s going to claim it as his when he cums inside me.”

Emmett’s heart pounded and, notably, his cock was still hard. In fact, it was throbbing. He might have been alarmed at the idea of Warrick fucking Autumn bareback, but he was turned on, too.

“What do you want, cuckold?” Warrick asked again.

“Please, baby, tell him to fuck me,” Autumn said. “Please, I need this. I need it.”

Emmett caved. He needed it too. “Fuck my wife,” he said. “Please, fuck her. Give her what she needs. Take…take what you need. Cum inside her.”

Autumn’s mouth opened and she unleashed a long, low moan. Warrick smiled. He was inside her. Emmett couldn’t see the penetration from his place on the floor, but Autumn’s bull was inside her for the first time.

“Oh my god,” she said. “It feels so good. Warrick, fuck, it feels so good. Please, fuck me. Please don’t tease me. Please just fuck me.”

Warrick grabbed two handfuls of her ass and fucked her slowly. Autumn smiled as she stared into Emmett’s eyes. He held his hands behind his back because he so desperately wanted to masturbate as he witnessed his cuckolding.

“He feels so good,” Autumn said. “Emmett, he feels so fucking good inside me. It’s so much better than I thought it would be.”

Warrick slowly picked up the pace, and in doing so he slowly lured Autumn deeper into her lust. Emmett saw it all unfold on his wife’s face. He saw her pleasure as Warrick filled her each time. He saw her sink deeper into a mixture of submission and pleasure as her bull used her pussy for his pleasure for the first time.

“Kiss her, cuckold,” Warrick instructed.

Emmett crawled closer to the bed and kissed his wife. She moaned into her mouth and her tongue went into overdrive. He couldn’t help but moan, too, as she communicated a deep, beautiful sense of pleasure at being fucked with such vigor and passion by her bull.

Her lips pulled away from his in an instant and Emmett opened his eyes to see that Warrick had grabbed a tight handful of her hair and pulled back. He was fucking her harder now. Autumn’s eyes were closed and her mouth was open so a steady stream of low, lusty moans could escape. She grabbed the comforter tight with both hands as the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh filled the bedroom, creating a beautiful symphony of sexual sounds that lured Emmett deeper into the intense pleasures of his cuckolding.

“Can I cum?” Autumn asked.

“No,” Warrick replied

“Please, let me cum. Please!” she begged.

Warrick looked at Emmett and smiled. “Should I let her cum, cuckold? Should I let your beautiful wife cum all over my cock?”

“Yes, you should,” Emmett said. “Please, let her cum.”

Warrick grabbed more of Autumn’s hair and pulled back harder. She winced, but she immediately followed it with a wild, wondrous moan. “I’ll let her cum if you promise to clean my load out of her, cuckold.”

Autumn’s eyes shot open and she said, “Please, Emmett, do what he wants. Please. Tell him you’ll clean his cum out of me. Tell him you’ll clean my pussy after he cums inside me!”

“You can cum while you do it, cuckold,” Warrick added. “You can jerk off while you’re eating my cum from your wife’s pussy.”

“I’ll do it,” Emmett agreed without thinking. The allure of an orgasm was just too much to resist.

Warrick leaned down and kissed Autumn’s neck as he continued to fuck her. “I’m going to fill your tight little pussy with my load. I’m going to make it mine. I’m going to own it after I cum inside you.”

“It’s already yours,” she said. “You already own it, Warrick. My pussy has been yours since our first date.”

Warrick pulled back on her hair and kissed her neck. He turned Autumn’s head and his lips found hers for a long, lingering, deep kiss. She moaned into his mouth and Emmett marveled at how beautiful it was and how their bodies seemed as if they were meant to connect in that very particular manner. He wanted nothing more than to celebrate his cuckolding with an orgasm, and he desperately hoped Warrick would cum inside her soon.

“Please, let me cum,” Autumn pleaded.

Warrick smiled and leaned back again. He released Autumn’s hair, grabbed her hips, and fucked her with wild abandon. Emmett watched her breasts bounce in her bra with every thrust and he saw her face transform as she experienced what seemed to be an almost hypnotic kind of pleasure as her bull fucked her pussy with such power and vigor.

“Cum,” Warrick instructed.

It took only a few seconds for Autumn’s orgasm to overtake her. Her mouth opened but no sound came out for a moment as her face turned a lovely shade of red. Her arms trembled and she collapsed onto the bed, leaving her ass in the air as Emmett watched her ass and legs tremble before a deep, long, beautiful scream escaped her lips as the pleasure finally washed over her.

Warrick buried his cock inside her a moment later. He threw his head back and roared as he filled her pussy with his load. He grabbed her ass and his pecs and arms flexed as he looked like every bit the dominant man that he was while he seeded the hotwife he’d just fucked for the first time.

Warrick held his cock in Autumn’s pussy as he leaned over and kissed her back. “You were a very good girl,” he said softly. “I hope you enjoyed your first time.”

Autumn turned her head towards him and said, “That was the best sex I’ve ever had, and it was far and away the best orgasm I’ve ever had. Thank you, Warrick.”

“Who does your pussy belong to?” he asked.

“You,” she answered. “It belongs to you.”

They shared a long, lingering kiss before Warrick pulled out and said, “Roll onto your back. Spread your legs. Let your cuckold clean my cum out of her pussy.”

Autumn did as Warrick instructed and then turned to Emmett and said, “Clean me, baby. Clean his cum out of my pussy.”

Emmett stood and eagerly crawled into the bed. He stared at his wife’s puffy, gaping pussy and the thick river of cum gently running out of her. He wrapped his fingers around his cock and stroked a few times before pushing his tongue inside Autumn and scooping up Warrick’s cum. He swallowed eagerly – the taste wasn’t so bad the second time – and somehow masturbating felt even better as the cum slid down his throat, like consuming Warrick’s load deepened his pleasure.

“You can cum when you’re finished, cuckold,” Warrick said. “Try not to make a mess of your bed, though. I’ll be fucking your wife at least once more tonight and I don’t want your cum getting on me.”

Emmett was too busy cleaning cum to respond, but he would heed Warrick’s instructions. He pushed his tongue deep into his wife’s pussy over and over. He cleaned the load inside her while she reached down to run her fingers through his hair and moan softly as he did exactly as her bull desired.

“That’s so good, baby,” she said. “Clean up every drop. Be a good cuckold for my bull.”

Emmett found no more cum when his tongue ventured inside her once more and his orgasm arrived a moment later. The pleasure was thunderous and his body trembled as he caught his load in his free hand. A little dripped onto his leg, but all that mattered was that he’d finally gotten to have an orgasm and that it might have actually been the best of his life, just like it had been for Autumn.

“Thank him for letting you cum,” Autumn said softly.

Emmett turned to Warrick and felt a deep sense of embarrassment as he said, “Thank you for letting me have an orgasm.”

“You’re welcome, cuckold,” Warrick replied. “Thank you for cleaning your wife’s pussy so I can fuck her again. Now get yourself cleaned up and then go get us both a drink. I’ll take a beer.”

“Of course,” Emmett said as he rolled out of the bed and headed for the bathroom to dump his cum and clean up. He washed up quickly and returned to the bedroom to find Warrick and Autumn already cuddled up in bed.

“After you deliver our drinks you can excuse yourself to the living room, or the kitchen, or wherever,” Warrick said. “I want a little alone time with your wife.”

Emmett was tempted to argue, but he knew he wasn’t in control. “Of course,” he said before leaving the room and heading for the kitchen to get a beer for Warrick and a glass of wine for Autumn.

There was no question in his mind the night had been a success and it wasn’t even over yet. Emmett reminded himself to ask if he was allowed to masturbate while he listened to Warrick and Autumn fuck for a second time. He hoped he would be as he figured it would be hugely arousing and he was eager to ride that cuckold-fueled high again. With any luck, Warrick would be in a generous mood.