A Dutiful Cuckold - Part 3 (Patreon)

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“You can touch them,” Victoria said as she caught Matt staring at her breasts.

They looked spectacular as the hot water from the shower head ran down her chest. Matt couldn’t help but smile as he reached out to take his wife’s beautiful breasts in his hands. She smiled and let a quiet, sensual moan escape her lips as he gently ran his fingers back and forth over her nipples.

“Are you thinking about him?” Matt asked.

“I am,” Victoria answered as she looked down at Matt’s cock. “You are too, aren’t you?”

She wrapped her fingers around Matt’s erection and stroked him with her wet hands.

“You’re thinking about that big cock that you got a chance to suck on, aren’t you?” she asked.

Matt nodded.

“Who knew my husband was such a slut?” Victoria said. “A submissive slut, at that. Who knew you’d be so willing to take a stranger’s cock in your mouth? Who knew you’d be so eager to embrace the bisexual side of your cuckolding?”

Matt looked at his wife and groaned as she worked his cock skillfully. “You knew,” he said.

Victoria released his dick and stepped closer. She pressed her body against his and kissed him. Her tongue pushed into his mouth as she grabbed his ass and squeezed it hard. It felt like she was taking possession of him, like she was claiming her property on the night she would officially make him a cuckold.

“Yes, I suppose I did,” she whispered.

“How did you know?” he asked as he ran his fingers down her back. “How did you know I’d be willing to do it?”

“I did a lot of reading about men like you, honey,” Victoria said as her fingers moved down the crack of his ass, stopping just short of teasing his asshole. “As it turns out, you’re the kind of man whose submissive desires outweigh everything, including your sexuality. That’s why you’re going to be a cocksucker tonight if I tell you to. That’s why you’re going to fluff Connor when I demand it. That’s why you’re going to offer us both anything and everything we want.”

Victoria pressed her finger against his asshole, applying just enough pressure for him to feel it without slipping inside him. She smiled as he reacted with a moan that betrayed the sense of pleasure he felt.

“Now, I want you to shave my pussy for Connor,” she said. “I want you to make it look absolutely perfect for him.”

Matt smiled at his wife and sank to his knees in the shower. She passed him the razor and shaving cream and he went to work.

He squirted the shaving cream into his hand and spread it over her pubic hair. He slowly, carefully used the razor to remove it all, leaving his wife smooth and perfect looking for the man that would be fucking her later that night.

“Does my pussy look beautiful, honey?” she asked. “Does it look beautiful for Connor? Is he going to see it and feel like he absolutely, positively has to fuck your wife?” 

“Yes,” Matt said.

“Good. Why don’t you kiss it? Give it a little taste as a reward for being such a good helper,” Victoria said.

Matt pressed his lips against his wife’s beautiful pussy and kissed it. She leaned back and the water flowed over her shoulders, down her stomach, and over his lips. Matt pushed his tongue inside her and Victoria moaned as she closed her eyes and smiled.

“It turns me on when you’re well-behaved,” she said. “It makes me so fucking wet to think about the things you’re going to do tonight.”

Victoria grabbed a handful of Matt’s hair and began to grind her pussy against his mouth.

“I can’t wait to see you suck cock for me, Matt. I can’t wait to see your lips wrapped around a nice big dick. I can’t wait to see you being a dutiful cuckold,” she said.

Matt’s cock throbbed. He loved making his wife feel good. He loved getting her all hot and bothered. He loved being a source of pleasure for her.

He felt a little disappointed when she released his hair and pulled her pussy from his mouth. “I know you want to make me cum, but that’s not your job tonight. That’s Connor’s job. He’s going to fuck your wife. He’s going to make me cum. Hopefully he’ll make me cum multiple times.”

“Of course,” Matt said. He wanted to make her cum, but he knew it wasn’t his place, not tonight.

“Stand up,” she said.

Matt stood up and his wife reached out and stroked his throbbing cock.

“Are you going to do what you’re told tonight? Are you going to be a dutiful cuckold for your wife?” she asked.

He nodded.

“You know things are going to change tonight, right? You know that once I actually cuckold you that things are going to be different. There’s no escaping it,” she said.

“I know,” Matt replied as his wife’s hands moved up and down his slippery shaft.

“Are you nervous?” she asked.

“No,” Matt said, though it wasn’t entirely truthful. He was a little nervous. He wondered if Victoria would look at him differently afterwards. Would she think of him as less than a man after she’d taken someone else inside her? Would she think of him as less than a man after she’d watched him fluff someone else? It seemed entirely possible.

“It’s okay if you are,” she said. “I’m going to cuckold you either way.”

Matt couldn’t help but smile. “That’s good to hear,” he said.

“I’m sure it is,” she replied before pulling him close for a soft, wet kiss. “Now I’d like you to wash my hair.”

“Of course.”

“Where should you be?” Victoria asked.

She was naked and standing by the bed. The lingerie set and dress she’d selected to wear for Connor rested on the comforter.

Matt fell to his knees and looked up at his wife’s breathtaking body. He knew it wouldn’t be long before she gave that body to another man, before their marriage changed in potentially unpredictable ways.

“I’d like you to dress me for my date with Connor,” Victoria said. “Show me that you understand your role tonight. Show me that you want me to look as beautiful as possible for the man that’s going to take your place between my legs.”

Matt reached up and took one of the black lace top stockings in his hand. Victoria lifted her foot and he gently pulled the stocking on and up her leg. He felt a wonderful kind of arousal stir within him as he began the process of dressing his wife for Connor.

It thrilled Matt that he was doing his part to make his wife look beautiful for another man. He was showing her that he was the willing cuckold she needed him to be.

After Matt finished pulling the second stocking into place, Victoria ran her fingers over the smooth, exposed skin of her thighs and the delicate lace of the stocking tops.

“How do I look?” she asked.

“You’re perfect,” Matt replied.

“Dress me in the garter belt,” she said.

Matt stood, picked the garter belt up off the bed, and his wife spun around so he could put it on with ease. She spun around once more and he dropped to his knees to attach each of the four garters to her stockings.

“He’ll almost certainly see me like this tonight,” she said. “Right before he fucks me. I’ll be down to my stockings and garter belt and my pussy will be wet with desire. Perhaps he’ll be standing right next to me with his big, beautiful cock in need of a good fluffing. Will you fluff him for me, honey? Will you be a dutiful cuckold and suck my bull’s big, beautiful cock?”

“Yes, I will,” Matt answered.

“Is your cock hard, honey?” she asked.

He nodded.

“Is it hard because you’re thinking about being a good cuckold for your wife? Are you thinking about proving to me just how badly you want this?” she asked.

“I am,” Matt said.

“That’s good, because if you fail to do as you’re told at any point tonight I will not be cuckolding you. Do you understand? All of this will go away and you won’t get to live out your fantasy. You’ll just be a guy who sucked a dick in a car for a few seconds for no particular reason,” Victoria said with a harsh edge to her voice that made it perfectly clear how serious she was.

“I promise I’ll be a good cuckold. It’ll do my duty, whatever you decide that is,” Matt promised.

“Good. Now put my panties on,” she said.

Matt dropped to his knees and grabbed the black panties from the bed. He ran his fingers over the soft, sexy satin that blended so nicely with the lace trim. He knew she was going to look perfect in them. He knew any man would kill to fuck a woman dressed in underwear like that. He held the panties at Victoria’s feet and she stepped into them. Matt pulled them up his wife’s legs and stood up.

“Come here,” she said.

Matt stepped closer and Victoria pulled his lips to hers for a slow, sensual kiss.

“I’m going to fuck another man tonight, Matt. I need to know that you truly understand that. This isn’t a fantasy. This is reality. Someone else’s cock is going to be inside your wife tonight. He’s going to fill me, to stretch me, to fuck me until I cum, likely in a way that you haven’t made me cum in years,” Victoria said in a soft, sensual voice as her lips remained tantalizingly close to his.

“I understand,” Matt said as his cock throbbed in his pants.

“I’m not sure you do,” she said. “Things will be different after tonight. You’ll be a cuckold. It will be different than being a husband who gave up control of his orgasms. It will be different than being a husband who worships his wife and her pussy. You’ll be a cuckold, a man who practically begged his wife to fuck someone else, who begged me to have better sex with a man who is superior to you.”

“Superior?” Matt said, though he knew it was undeniably true.

“Yes, sweetheart. Superior. He’s better looking. He’s in better shape. He has a much bigger cock and I’m fairly certain I’m going to find out that he fucks me a lot better than you ever have. What else would you call that if not superior?” Victoria asked.

She unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock, which was still hard.

“That’s the point though, isn’t it? You gave up your orgasms and started worshiping my pussy because you wanted me to fuck a superior man. You did it because you recognized that you’re not the kind of man that can completely satisfy me. You did it because you wanted me to have someone better. Now I’m going to and I’m telling you that things are going to change. I’m not entirely sure what and I won’t be until it happens, but our marriage is going to be different,” Victoria said.

“I know,” Matt said. “I do. I know.” He closed his eyes and groaned as Victoria continued to stroke him. “I want this.”

“I do too,” she said while putting his cock back in his pants and zipping him up. “Now help me into my bra.”

Matt picked up the satin and lace bra that matched her panties and helped his wife into it. She spun around so he could fit the little hooks into their holes in the back and then stepped back so he could admire his work.

“You’re beautiful,” he said.

Victoria smiled and said, “Thank you.”

“May I help you into the dress?” he asked.

“You may,” she replied.

The little black dress Victoria had chosen for her date rested on the bed next to where the lingerie had been and Matt unzipped it and knelt so she could step into it. He pulled it up her legs and over her hips and she spun around so he could zip it up.

He stepped back and dropped to his knees to slip his wife’s stocking-clad feet into her high heels.

“Kiss them,” she said after stepping into the shoes.

“What?” Matt asked.

“Kiss my shoes,” she said.

Matt bent over and placed a gentle kiss on each of her shoes as Victoria giggled.

“You’ll do anything for me, won’t you?” she asked.

He looked up at his wife, smiled, and said, “Yes.”

Victoria looked at the clock and said, “It’s time to leave. Make sure you have your wallet and the car keys and let’s go.”

Matt gathered his things from the nightstand and followed his wife to the garage. He opened the back door for her and watched as she carefully slid into the car. He took his place behind the wheel, started the car, and headed towards Connor’s house.

“Hey you,” Victoria said.

Matt looked in the rearview mirror and saw that she was on her phone. She must have called Connor.

“We’re on our way,” she said.

Victoria listened for a moment and said, “You’ll just have to wait and see what I’m wearing. You’re going to like it though, I promise. Especially what’s underneath.”

She laughed at something Connor said and Matt felt a rush of jealousy.

“Okay. I’ll see you soon.”

“Was that Connor?” Matt asked after she’d hung up.

“It was,” she said. “We’ve talked so much on the phone that I feel like I know him already. Those FaceTime sessions have certainly helped, too.” She was quiet for a few moments before adding, “God, his cock is so beautiful. I can’t wait to have it inside me.”

Matt tried his best not to let his arousal distract him from driving safely, though it was harder than he expected to keep the car on the road as his wife dreamed of having another man’s cock in her pussy.

“Remember, you’re our chauffeur when we’re in the car,” she said. “It’s not your place to try and watch what’s happening in the back seat and it’s certainly not your place to comment on anything or try and stop me if I decide I want to have a little fun with Connor. Do you understand?”

“I’m to be seen and not heard,” Matt said, reciting a line Victoria had repeated multiple times since she’d decided to cuckold him with Connor.

Matt watched his wife smile before she leaned back and closed her eyes. She moaned and it seemed like she was playing with her pussy as she thought about how the events of the evening might unfold.

“I’m so wet for him,” she said in a quiet, distant sort of way, like she was talking to no one in particular.

“We’re here,” Matt said as he pulled into Connor’s driveway.

He pulled up next to the BMW X5 and immediately thought of what he’d done in that car. He thought of Connor’s hand on the back of his head and the way his lips had stretched around the other man’s big cock. He thought of how he’d almost certainly be giving head again later that night.

Matt jumped out of the car when Connor came out of his front door. He moved to the passenger side and opened the back door as the other man nodded at him and joined Victoria in the backseat.

Matt shut the door, moved back to the driver’s side, and slid in. He glanced in the back and saw his wife and the man that she’d picked to be her bull sitting close together and sharing soft, sensual kisses.

“You look beautiful,” Connor said as Matt buckled his seat belt and put the car in reverse. “These stockings are a particularly nice choice.”

Victoria moaned and Matt glanced in the mirror. He couldn’t quite tell, but it looked like Connor was caressing his wife’s legs.

They kissed again and Matt had to pull his eyes from the mirror and focus on the road. His cock was hard as it seemed very much like his wife might get started on cuckolding him a lot sooner than expected.

“Are you hard for me?” Victoria asked.

“I was hard for you the moment I got into the car, Victoria,” Connor said. “We’ve been texting and talking and FaceTiming for two weeks and my desire has been out of control that entire time. I want you more than I’ve ever wanted anyone. Plus, it makes it a little bit hotter that your husband is driving the car.”

“I know,” Victoria said.

Matt heard his wife unzip Connor’s pants. He heard her fingers move up and down the shaft that he knew was longer and thicker than his. He heard the other man moan.

“This is going to be an incredible night,” she said.

“Yes it is,” Connor replied. “I’m going to fuck you like no man has fucked you before, Victoria. I’m going to show you a kind of pleasure you’ve never experienced.”

Matt’s heart pounded and his cock throbbed. The date had just begun and he was already more aroused than he’d ever been in his life. It really was going to be an incredible night.