The Cuckold Training Diaries - Part 18 (Patreon)

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Avery

What happens to a marriage when you witness your husband surrender himself to another man's dominant desires? When your husband sucks cock on command? When he sucks balls on command? When he cleans another man's cock after it's been inside you? When he spends half an hour fluffing another man's cock so you can get fucked again?

What happens to a marriage when your husband does chores around another man's house while you're getting fucked? When your husband happily cooks another man dinner while you're giving that man a blowjob in hopes of making him cum in your mouth? When your husband gleefully shares a cum kiss with you before serving that meal?

I never imagined I'd have the answers to questions like that. Not for most of my life, at least. I'll admit that having those answers became more likely once I started Milo's cuckold training, but it still seemed unlikely things would go so far.

They have, though, and they've gone that far because we welcomed a man into our life that finds endless pleasure in playing the part of a dominant bull. Lorenzo isn't just someone that enjoys fucking a married woman. He enjoys that, of course, but it's everything else that seems to bring him that deep kind of satisfaction that damn near addicts you to a certain kind of sexual play.

The truthful answer to just about all the questions above is that your marriage changes. Or really, the way you see your cuckold husband changes. How could it not? How could I not look at Milo a little bit differently after watching him greedily suck Lorenzo's cock clean after it's been deep inside me? How could I not see my husband in a different light after he'd literally begged for the chance to fluff Lorenzo's cock?

Different isn't worse, though. It's just different. And the truth is, our marriage has changed, but it hasn't changed much. It probably changed more when Milo shared his cuckold fantasy with me. That's a pretty big one, honestly, especially if you think your marriage is fairly normal. Your husband then sharing that he wants you to fuck other people while he watches is a big change from a typical relationship.

Here's another answer: Your marriage gets stronger. That's right. It does. At least in our case it did. I suspect that most marriages wouldn't survive a journey into the depths of cuckolding, but ours has.

I think there's a fairly simple reason for that: We both find far greater sexual satisfaction as a cuckold couple than we ever did as a vanilla couple. It might be a bit of a miracle that it worked out that way - it's certainly improbable - but that's why our marriage has gotten stronger.

I suppose I knew it all along, but I feel like it wasn't until I met Lorenzo that I fully embraced the fact that I have a submissive side. I mean, I definitely do. I clearly did even back in college when I got off on letting Alonso use me. I mean, that was pure submission and it felt so fucking good, even if it wasn't in the structure of a dom/sub relationship, which is basically what we've developed with Lorenzo.

I should clarify that it's the sexual part of the relationship that's dom/sub. For me, at least. I suppose that Milo often submits domestically, though that's really about Lorenzo's desire to control and humiliate him and Milo's desire to be humiliated. That's what makes our little trio work so well, though. Everyone gets what they want and everyone thoroughly enjoys what they get.

Recently - about a month ago - Lorenzo asked if I'd be willing to get a piercing for him. He said he liked the idea of me subjecting myself to a very mild form of body modification for his pleasure.

"What sort of piercing?" I asked while feeling a twinge of excitement.

"Belly button," he said.

I didn't even have to think about it. "I'd love to do that."

Later that day he took me to a piercing and tattoo shop. We were just there for the piercing, though. A tattoo is a little too far for me. Lorenzo held my hand as the guy at the shop worked swiftly. It was a little bit painful, but it was really quite mild.

I left with a small silver belly button ring that had to stay in for a few weeks. I was given care instructions, as well. Apparently you can get quite the terrible infection if you don't take care of your new piercing.

As we walked to the parking lot I could feel a slight ache from the piercing. I kept pulling up my shirt to look at the ring, too. I felt this lovely little rush of excitement every single time I looked at it or thought of it. There was something so...I know it might sound weird, but something so naughty about having gotten a piercing for my bull. It wasn't something I would have done on my own. It was entirely for Lorenzo's pleasure, which is why the submissive part of me kicked in, producing arousal.

By the time we got to his car I was really turned on. So much so that I pulled him for a kiss - a wild, deep, passionate kiss - while leaning against the car. I full-on sucked on his tongue after luring it into my mouth and I moaned like crazy, too.

"Does that mean you like your new piercing?" he asked.

I nodded.

"I got something for you that I think you might like. You won't be able to use it quite yet, but it's in the glove compartment."

Lorenzo unlocked the car and I climbed in the passenger seat to open the glove compartment to find a small jewelry box. I opened it up as he got behind the wheel and I smiled as I saw a gold belly button ring with a charm of the the letter 'L' hanging off it.

I'd pierced my belly button for him and I was going to wear a ring that would serve as a quiet reminder of his place as my bull. It was such a beautiful act of domination and I felt a genuinely deep sense of arousal as I considered the notion of always having a piece of jewelry that asserted Lorenzo's place in my life and in my marriage to Milo.

I thought of my husband going down on me and seeing the 'L' resting against the smooth skin of my stomach. It was like Lorenzo was laying claim to my pussy and making sure that Milo always understood his place, that there was a constant reminder of his status as a cuckold. It would be the same for me, too. I imagined getting out of the shower and seeing the ring there, seeing the 'L' to remind me of Lorenzo. I imagined seeing it as I got dressed for work or undressed at the end of the day to go to bed.

It was the first time that Lorenzo's dominance had taken a clear step outside of our sex life. He wasn't grabbing a deeper level of control, but with something as simple as a piercing he'd managed to worm his way a little deeper into my life (in a good way). He'd made sure that I would have a constant reminder of his presence, of his skill as a bull, of his ability to make me cum in ways I honestly never thought possible.

In other words, it was really fucking hot. So much so that I asked if I could suck his cock right there in the parking lot. Lorenzo was more than happy to oblige. I leaned over, freed his dick - which was still hard from the kissing - and gave him head until he came in my mouth.

I thanked him for the piercing and the new belly button ring. I thanked him for having such a kinky mind and for so thoroughly enjoying being a bull for me and Milo. He drove me back to his place and we had a drink together before Lorenzo took me to his bedroom and fucked me for a solid hour, cumming twice in that time and getting me off four times.

The man's one hell of a bull.

Milo

Avery had me change the belly button ring. Once she was allowed to take out the temp one from the piercing place. She had me put on the one Lorenzo had bought her. The one with his initial.

It was purely symbolic, of course, but it felt significant, like I was surrendering something to Lorenzo by sliding that thin bit of metal through the miniscule hole in her stomach.

I think that is, in fact, what I was doing. It's what we were both doing, actually. It wasn't clear exactly how we were doing it, but I think we were surrendering a little more control to Lorenzo. We were affirming that we loved having him as a bull, that we wanted him to continue to exert the level of control he'd taken over our sex lives, that we wanted him to continue to be a part of our lives as our bull.

"Is it weird that I find this so exciting?" I asked Avery as I dropped to my knees with the belly button ring in my hand.

She shook her head, reached out, and ran her fingers through my hair. "Not at all. I find it exciting too."

I leaned forward and kissed her stomach just below the piercing. I did it over and over and I couldn't help but think of her fucking Lorenzo, which she'd done the night before on our couch. They'd fucked in cowgirl and reverse cowgirl and I'd watched from the floor beneath Lorenzo's knees. The reverse cowgirl had been especially enthralling as I met Avery's gaze while she bounced on her bull's cock and urged him to cum inside her.

"May I take the ring out?" I asked.

She nodded.

I pulled the basic silver ring from the piercing and set it aside as Avery leaned against the bed. I leaned in and kissed her again. Then I moved to put the new ring in.

"Wait," she said.

I looked up and saw a soft smile on her face.

"I talked to Lorenzo today. He told me that the ring is more than symbolic to him. That it has meaning. A very specific meaning, actually."

"What's the meaning?" I asked.

Avery smiled and reached down to slip two fingers into her pussy. "It means that this is his now."

I watched my wife finger her pussy - which was soaked - as I contemplated the idea of her bull owning it. In reality, it was that Avery was willing to give him control of it, but that's the nature of a dom/sub relationship. The dom can only take what the sub is willing to give.

"But that only happens if you put the ring on me," she said. "We both have to make the decision to let Lorenzo have my pussy."

It's so hot to think of another man owning your wife's pussy. It means that he makes her feel so good that she wants him to own it. It means that she's so comfortable submitting to him that she's willing to trust him with ownership of her pussy. It also means that she finds kinky pleasure in him controlling who gets to fuck her.

"I think we can both agree that Lorenzo has made far better use of my pussy than you ever did," Avery said.

She was masturbating and she seemed thoroughly aroused. I was too. Of course, my dick wasn't hard since it was locked up tight in a cage. I could feel precum dripping from the tip, though.

"Yes, he has," I admitted.

"You'll still get to eat my pussy at my discretion," she said. "But he decides if you get to fuck me."

Avery put a hand on the back of my head and pulled my mouth to her cunt. I looked up at her and went to work, lapping vigorously at her clit as she grabbed a handful of my hair and used the leverage to hold me tight against her pelvis. It was actually a little bit painful, and yet there was something delightful about that pain.

When she released her grip I reached up and slipped the ring through her piercing. Just like that, I'd surrendered whatever say I had about sex with my wife. I'd given it to another man. To a dominant man.

"Thank you," she said.

"My pleasure," I replied.

She pushed two fingers into her pussy, buried them deep, and then coated my lips with her juices with a bright, beautiful smile on her face.

"I was so touched by Lorenzo's gift that I decided to give him one in return."

Her fingers slipped into my mouth before I could ask what she'd given him.

"Did you notice that I'm not wearing your chastity key?"

I hadn't noticed, though it quickly became the only thing I could think about.

"That's right. I gave him your chastity key. I gave our bull control over your cock, Milo. I gave him control of your orgasms, of your erections, of your manhood," she said with an increasing sense of excitement in her voice. "Though I think we can both agree that Lorenzo's already taken part of your manhood, hasn't he?"

Avery slowly sank to her knees with her fingers still in my mouth. As soon as we were eye to eye she leaned in and put her other hand on the back of my neck. Her grip felt strong, like she'd taken me as her possession in that moment.

"As soon as his cock entered your mouth the first time he took a little of your manhood, didn't he?" she asked softly. "He took a little more when he made you beg for the privilege of fluffing him. He took a little more when he made you suck his dick clean after he'd fucked me and pumped my pussy full of his thick, salty load. He took a little more of your manhood when he made you suck his balls while I was riding his big dick, didn't he?"

"Yes," I admitted as arousal coursed through me.

"So now he deserves full control over your dick, over your manhood," she said.

Avery pulled her fingers from my mouth and kissed me. It was an act of intimacy, of affection, of love. It was beautiful. When I reached down to play with her pussy, she didn't stop me. Instead, she moaned into my mouth as I worked her clit.

"I'm so fucking horny," she said.

"Can I make you cum?" I asked.

Avery smiled but shook her head. "I'm going to see Lorenzo. I'm staying at his place tonight, actually. He's going to have his way with my body. He's going to enjoy...well, now it's his pussy, isn't it?"

"Can I come?"

Her smile got brighter. "Of course you can. There's no guarantee you'll get to watch, though. There's every chance Lorenzo will make you do his laundry or clean his house while he fucks me. He'll probably let you suck his dick, though. I know he likes seeing my husband surrender to that. If you beg for it he might let you clean my pussy. You'd enjoy that, wouldn't you?"

Avery was in rare form. She must have been exceptionally horny.

"Yes, I would."

"Then we should hurry up and get ready. I want you to pick out lingerie and dress me in it. Pick out a slutty outfit, too. Something that will get Lorenzo revved up the moment he sees it," she added.

I did as she desired. I picked out a skimpy lingerie set and dressed her in it. I picked out a skirt and a tight, skimpy top and I dressed her in it. I drove her to Lorenzo's house.

He showed me the chastity key the moment we got there. Then Avery showed off the belly button ring with his initial and he couldn't help but smile. I made them drinks and then watched them fool around on the couch for a few minutes before Lorenzo had me start his laundry.

It took ten minutes and when I returned Avery had her bull's cock in her hand as he sucked on her perfect, perky tits.

"Maybe we should get these lovely nipples of yours pierced next," he said.

She moaned like she thought it was a good idea. My cock throbbed like I thought it was a good idea.

"Get over here, cuck," Lorenzo ordered.

I hurried over and he pointed to the floor. I got on my knees and ordered me to suck his dick. I fluffed him without hesitation. I sucked his big cock while he played with Avery's tits and fingered her pussy. I saw the golden belly button ring shimmering. It was so exciting that she'd gotten a piercing for him and that she was wearing it for him.

After I'd fluffed Lorenzo he stood up and took Avery to his bedroom. He refused to let me in. He said I could sit in the hallway and listen to my wife get fucked by a real man.

I did exactly that. I sat and I listened as my dick throbbed painfully in its cage. I dripped precum everywhere. At first the sex was slow and gentle-sounding. Over time it got harder and faster as I'm pretty sure they moved through a wealth of positions.

Avery had two loud orgasms. Lorenzo had one. Then he called me into the bedroom. When I opened the door he was sitting against the headboard with Avery curled up next to him.

"Suck it clean," he instructed.

I crawled into the bed and sucked his dick clean. I saw my chastity key hanging around his neck. It didn't need to be there. It was there to remind me of his control.

"Clean her pussy."

I crawled between her legs and cleaned her pussy. I saw the belly button ring with the 'L.' My dick throbbed as I ate his cum out of her. My balls ached. I was so fucking horny. I was such a fucking cuckold.

"That's good. I could use some dessert," he said. "There's a Dairy Queen nearby. Go get us a couple of Blizzards. If you hear us fucking when you come back, put them in the freezer until we're done."

"Of course," I said.

"Bye, baby," Avery called out as I left the bedroom, grabbed my clothes from the living room and headed out.

They were fucking when I returned. They kept on fucking for half an hour. The man has great stamina and Avery seems to keep on cumming, too, like she could take that kind of pounding all night long.

They came out to the living room and ate their desserts while I cleaned up again, sucking cock and eating pussy.

I slept on the couch that night while Avery slept in Lorenzo's bed.

The next morning they fucked again and I cleaned again before making them breakfast.

Then Avery and I went home. I wasn't allowed out of my cage, but she and I did spend an hour cuddled up in bed, kissing and caressing each other and talking about how thrilling we found it to have a bull like Lorenzo.

I don't know how long their relationship will last, but I know that I'm more of a cuckold now than I've ever been and my sex life is more exciting than it's ever been, too.

Who knows what else this adventure holds for us. I'm excited to find out, though.

The End.