Thank You for Being a Wonderful Cuckold (Patreon)

To celebrate #ThankYouPatrons day I’ve cooked up this naughty first person story for all my Patrons. I hope you enjoy a little peak into how grateful a hotwife can be to the man that set her free and showed just how pleasurable it can be to open herself to new sexual experiences :)

You’re on your phone in bed. I come in, give you a quick kiss on the cheek, and head to the walk-in closet. You can’t help but stare as I cross the bedroom. I make sure to put a little shake in my hips to tease you. I like it when you watch, after all.

I close the closet door behind me and you sit up. You wonder if I’m changing into something naughty. You wonder if I’ve invited someone over. You wonder if you’re going to get a chance to watch someone else fuck me while you play with your cock.

It takes a few minutes, but when I emerge from the closet I’m dressed in your favorite lingerie. I lean against the doorway and smile at you.

“You look beautiful,” you say.

I smile and saunter towards you. I stand at the foot of the bed and lean forward, offering you a beautiful view of my breasts. I watch your eyes drift to them. I see your lust building.

I crawl into the bed. I see the look of surprise in your eyes. Usually lingerie is reserved for other men. When you experience it, it’s almost always after someone else has been inside me.

I pull back the covers and crawl closer. I straddle you and sit in your lap. I grind my hips over your crotch and feel your cock come alive.

I lean down and my lips hover tantalizingly close to yours. We share a slow, soft kiss as my fingers move under your shirt and over your skin. You can’t help but moan.

I lean back and reach between your legs. I find your hard cock and free it from your underwear. I stroke you as a look of bliss crosses your face.

“Thank you,” I say.

You give me a confused look. “For what?” you ask.

“For setting me free. For urging me to become a hotwife. For showing me that our sex life could be so much more than just the two of us.” I lean forward and softly kiss you again. “Thank you for being such a good cuckold.”

I feel your cock throb in my hand. You like it when I call you a good cuckold. You like being good for me. You like putting my pleasure before yours.

“You knew I needed more, didn’t you?” I ask as I play with the head of your cock.

You nod at me.

“You knew I needed more than you could give me,” I say as I look down at your dick. “You knew I needed something better than what you have between your legs.”

I can feel you getting close to cumming so I stop playing with your cock.

“See. You’re about to cum, aren’t you?” I ask.

You nod. You seem a little embarrassed.

“You don’t have to be embarrassed about being a quick cummer, sweetie. That’s just who you are. It’s not all bad. It makes me feel like I really turn you on, at least.” I lean forward and kiss you again. I caress your face softly. “Plus, now it’s definitely not a problem. Not when I can call someone with a bigger, better cock to fuck me whenever I want.”

I like the way you smile. I can see that you enjoy my gentle humiliation. You enjoy being reminded that you’re a minute man. You enjoy being reminded that the men I fuck are better than you.

“Does it embarrass you to cum so quickly?” I ask as I tease the head of your cock with my fingers.

“A little,” you say. “I wish I could last long enough to satisfy you.”

I smile and chuckle a little.

“You know, I’m not sure it would matter anymore. Now that I’ve enjoyed so many genuinely big cocks, I’m not sure your little man would get the job done.” I wrap my fingers around you with ease. You’re not very thick, after all. “I can’t fit my fingers all the way around the men I let inside me these days. Those are the men that satisfy me. Those are the men that make me feel full. Those are the men that make me feel like a woman.”

I give you a few swift strokes. You groan and push your hips upwards.

“You don’t give me that,” I say. “You’re not quite big enough. You don’t fuck me hard enough. You don’t fuck me long enough.”

I let your cock go and you whimper a little. You want to cum so badly, but you know that’s up to me. You know I’m the one in control.

I lean forward and whisper, “That’s why I want to thank you,” I say. “That’s why you deserve praise. There are so few men that would be able to own their shortcomings and set their wives free. I’m lucky that you’re one of those men.”

“Really?” you say. It seems like there’s some measure of genuine disbelief on your part.

I climb off of you and press my lingerie-clad body against yours. I pull down your underwear and free your cock. I softly, gently tease your erection.

“I love you,” I say, “but I don’t think I could have survived a marriage with such underwhelming sex.” 

Your cock throbs as I remind you that our sex life was disappointing to me.

“It’s hard to admit, but I think we would have ended up divorced. I think I would have left you to find someone that could satisfy my sexual needs with more than his tongue.”

The head of your cock expands as the blood rushes to it while I tease you with my fingers.

“Now I don’t have to leave you,” I say as my fingers encircle your balls and play with them. “Now I get to be with the man I love and fuck the cocks that I love. I suppose it’s a shame that you don’t happen to have a cock that I love, but life is rarely perfect, is it?”

Your eyes are closed. There’s a smile on your face. I’ve taken you to your happy place. You’ve been reminded of why you’re a cuckold. Your sexual inferiority has put you in this position. It’s made me a hotwife. It’s changed our marriage forever.

It’s strengthened our marriage, though. It’s not just for my pleasure, either. We both know you cum harder as a cuckold than you ever did as a vanilla husband. We both know that jerking off while someone else fucks me brings you far greater pleasure than being inside me. We both know that you’ve fully, completely embraced your place as my cuckold. You’ve accepted that you’re sexually inferior. You’ve accepted that your cock is too small, that you cum too fast, and that you never really fucked me as well as I needed to be fucked.

“The fun I get to have is because of you, my sweet cuckold husband. I get to pick and choose my lovers. I get to take on a bull if I want one. I get to have a boyfriend if I want one. I get to have a one night stand if I want one. There are no limits on my pursuit of pleasure and we both know that you experience that pleasure along with me. Don’t you?” I ask.

“Yes,” you say while nodding vigorously.

I smile. I think of the way you rush between my legs after someone else has been inside me. I think of the vigorous way you lick my pussy because you so desperately want to taste the sex I had with someone else.

I think of the way you kiss me when you know I’ve had someone else’s cock in my mouth. I think of the way you kiss and lick my breasts when you know I’ve let him fuck them.

“You like licking my pussy after someone else has been inside me, don’t you?” I ask.

I hope you’re thinking of it. I hope you’re recalling the taste of my pussy after I’ve been fucked to multiple orgasms by another man.

“I love it,” you say.

I caress and squeeze your balls as I kiss your neck.

“You like watching someone else fuck me, don’t you?” I ask.

“Fuck yes,” you say.

“What’s your favorite part?”

You close your eyes and say, “I love seeing your pussy stretch out around a much bigger cock.”

I like that part too. I like how good it feels to have someone thick inside me. I like that beautiful sense of fullness. I like knowing that you’re watching, too. I like that you’re fully and completely embracing your status as a cuckold. The man inside me has a bigger, better cock, which is why he’s fucking me. You have a smaller cock, which is why you’re watching, usually from your knees.

I’m struck by a naughty desire. I get on my knees, spin around, and straddle your face. I pull aside my panties, spread my ass cheeks, and sit over your mouth. I want my ass worshiped.

“Lick my asshole, sweetie,” I say.

I feel your tongue against my asshole. You’re the first man that ever licked me back there. I never had any interest. Then I cuckolded you. Then you embraced your submissive desires. Then I discovered how delightful it could be to have a man licking my asshole with such devotion.

“That’s a good boy,” I say.

It feels good. So fucking good. I love how you flick your tongue back and forth over my asshole. I love how you try and push your tongue inside. I love how dirty you want to be for me.

I reach into my panties and play with my pussy. I know you can hear how wet I am. I get that way when I talk about cuckolding you. I get that way when I put you in your place and remind you that your small cock is why you’re a cuckold. I can’t help it. I find it such a turn-on since I started cuckolding you.

“I’m so wet,” I say.

You try and say something but your speech is muffled. My ass is smothering you. I don’t really care, though. I don’t need to hear what you have to say. I need you to worship my asshole.

I need something else, too. I need the deep satisfaction that only another man can provide. I grab my phone off the nightstand. I fire off a quick text while you’re eating my ass. I get a quick response.

I ride your face for the next five minutes. I play with my pussy until I’m worked up into a frenzy. That’s when the doorbell rings.

“I’ll be right back, cuckold,” I say.

I leave the bedroom and return just a few moments later. I have a man with me. I have a man that’s going to fuck me while you watch. I have a man that’s going to cuckold you.

“Would you like to watch someone else satisfy your wife, sweetie?” I ask.

You nod from the bed.

“Where should you be?” I ask.

You slip out of bed and fall to your knees. I smile and strip my man naked. You’ve met him before. You’ve watched him fuck me before. He’s not a bull. He’s not a boyfriend. He’s really just a big cock that I love to have inside me. He’s perfect for this particular task.

His dick is already hard for me. You can see that he’s much bigger than you. Of course he is. Why would I fuck someone with a cock as small as yours? Why would I fuck someone with a smaller cock?

“Would it make you happy if I sucked his cock?” I ask.

You nod and I fall to my knees in front of my man. His hands move into my hair as I take his cock into my mouth. I give him a slow, worshipful blowjob. I’m putting on a little bit of a show for you. I want you to watch and think that I’m in love with the cock in my mouth. There’s some truth to it. I do love his cock. It’s perfect in every way. It’s better than your dick in every way too.

I suck on his balls, too. I stroke his long, spit-soaked shaft and take each of his testicles into my mouth. I lick them. I suck them. I make him moan as I look up into his eyes. He likes seeing a beautiful woman on her knees for him. He likes seeing my balls in his mouth. He likes seeing my desire to pleasure him.

I turn to you once more. “Would it make you happy to see him fuck my pussy?” I ask. “Do you want to watch this glorious cock make me cum?”

You nod. I smile and stand. I turn to him and say, “Do you want to fuck me bare, make me cum, and fill me with your load while my husband watches?”

He picks me up and lays me in the bed in response. I spread my legs and he slides inside me. I’m soaked. I don’t need time to get used to his thickness. I just need him deep inside me. I need him to fuck me.

He does just that, of course. That’s why he’s in our bed.

“He’s so big,” I say. “He feels so fucking good.”

I want you to hear it. I want you to hear my lust for him.

“He’s better than you,” I say. “He’s so much better than you.”

I know it turns you on. I know it makes it even hotter to watch when I tell you he’s better than you. I know you like hearing it. I know you love being a cuckold.

The pleasure builds. It becomes something I can’t control. I feel it growing in my loins. I’m going to cum. I’m going to cum as someone else’s big, beautiful cock fills my pussy. I’m going to have the kind of orgasm I crave. I’m going to have the kind of orgasm you can’t give me.

“I’m cumming!” I scream as my body shakes beneath the man fucking me.

His thrusts slow. I pull his lips to mine and kiss him. I thank him for the orgasm by sucking on his tongue.

“You’re incredible,” I say.

He pulls out and I move to my hands and knees. I know he likes fucking me doggystyle. I like it too, especially when you’re watching. I like being able to look into your eyes as he pounds my pussy. I like being able to see you as someone else enjoys my pussy.

He slips into me from behind. I smile as he begins to pound me once more.

“When was the last time you fucked me, cuckold?” I ask. I can hear the wild lust in my voice. It turns me on to even ask the question. I know it’s been a long time.

“Two months,” you say.

I laugh. It’s quickly followed by a moan as he reaches a place deep inside me.

“Why is that?” I ask.

“Because I can’t make you cum like he does,” you answer.

I close my eyes. He’s fucking me harder. His orgasm is approaching.

“That’s right,” I say. “Take out your cock. Masturbate for me. Let me watch you jerk your little dick as another man fucks me. Let him see it too. Let him see that it turns you on when he fucks me.”

You pull your dick out of your underwear and masturbate for me. You masturbate furiously. You know not to cum, but you’re going to take yourself right to the edge.

The man inside me grunts. He fucks me harder. I feel him tense up. He’s about to cum. He’s about to cum in your wife’s pussy.

“He’s going to cum inside me, cuckold. Another man is going to cum inside me while you watch,” I say. “Most men wouldn’t stand for that. Most men wouldn’t jerk off to that.” I smile. “You’re not like most men, are you?”

You shake your head and stroke your cock. The man inside me digs his fingers into my ass and pushes his cock inside me. I feel it swell up. He releases his seed. He cums in your wife.

When he pulls out I quickly spin around and get on my back. I spread my legs. I can feel his cum start to leak out of me.

“Cum for me, cuckold. Watch his seed leak out of my pussy and cum. Cum in your hand. Cum on the floor. I don’t give a fuck. Cum anywhere but my pussy. Only other men get to cum there. Not you, cuckold. You don’t deserve my pussy.”

I hear you groan as I watch your face. I see the pleasure. I see how much you love being told you don’t deserve my pussy.

“Be a good cuckold. Cum for me,” I say.

You cry out and close your eyes. Your face contorts in pleasure. I smile. You’re cumming. You’re being a good cuckold.

You let out a deep, satisfied groan as the intense pleasure of an orgasm washes over your body.

“That was incredible,” you say.

“Yes it was,” I reply.

I slide out of the bed and drop to my knees next to you. I take your head in my hands and kiss you softly.

“Thank you for being a good cuckold,” I say.