Your Cuckolding - Part 25 (Patreon)

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“Clean me,” Alec said as he rolled onto his back after cumming inside your wife.

You crawled into the bed and between his legs. You took him in your mouth for the second time that night. You sucked and licked the slick layer of cum and pussy juices from his cock. While you busied yourself fulfilling your role as a cuckold, Alec turned to your wife and they shared a long, lingering kiss.

“Is it strange that the sex actually feels better since I went off the pill?” your wife asked.

“Not at all,” Alec replied. “It makes perfect sense, really. You’re fulfilling your body’s desires and your body is rewarding you with a greater sense of pleasure.”

You licked your way from the base of Alec’s shaft – which was still remarkably hard – all the way to the tip, collecting the little bits of cum you hadn’t managed to suck off of him.

“You mean my body’s desire to have your baby?” your wife asked.

“That’s right,” Alec answered. “Your body told you it wanted the seed of a superior man growing inside you and you listened to it. Now you’re reaping the rewards.”

Your wife reached down and idly ran her fingers over her stomach as she said, “And soon I’ll have the ultimate reward. I’ll have your baby growing inside me. You’ll have helped us start the family we’ve always wanted.”

They kissed as you moved to cleaning your wife’s juices from Alec’s balls. She’d been particularly wet that night – likely because of her overwhelming excitement at the idea of having Alec’s baby inside her – and each thrust into her pussy had made some of that juice leak out.

“How is your cuckold handling it so far?” Alec asked as you sucked on one of his balls.

Your wife looked down at you, smiled, and said, “He’s handling it well, I think. There are times when it’s a bit of a struggle for him, but he hasn’t been rude when he’s struggled. He’s remained a loving cuckold husband, as I’m sure you’ve noticed. He’s been so good when it comes to fulfilling his duties.”

“He has been good,” Alec replied. “Eager, even. Tonight he even offered to fluff my cock. I swear I saw an excited glint in his eyes as he got on his knees. He really has become a perfect cuckold, hasn’t he?”

Your wife’s smile seemed to be filled with love, as if being a good cuckold was the greatest gift you’d ever given her. She rolled onto her side, pressed her body against Alec’s, and kissed him before saying, “He has, and it makes me so happy. I honestly didn’t know I could be this happy. I didn’t know that cuckolding was the key to my happiness, that I actually needed two men in my life.”

“And how about you, cuckold?” Alec asked. “Are you happy?”

You kept your fingers wrapped around the base of his cock and looked up with a smile. “Yes,” you answered. “I do feel happy.”

“Happier than you used to be?” he asked.

You took a moment to consider the question and then nodded. “Yes. I know most men wouldn’t be happy in my situation, but I am. I’m a lot like Sarah, I suppose, in that I didn’t actually know just how satisfying I’d find it to be a cuckold. I’d always fantasized about it, of course, but fantasy and reality don’t always meet up. In this case, reality has surpassed my fantasy.”

You hadn’t been ordered to do so, but you felt compelled to take the head of Alec’s softening cock in your mouth once more. You maintained eye contact with him while gently sucking his cock and running your tongue over the underside. You were trying to make him feel good. You were trying to be a good cuckold, and your effort put a smile on his face.

“Look at him,” your wife said. “He’s in his happy place. He’s sucking the cock of the man that makes me feel so good and he’s utterly joyful about it. It’s remarkable.”

“Most cuckolds don’t get this far,” Alec said. “Most fight it at some point. Their egos get in the way. There’s a chance it might happen with your cuckold once you get pregnant, too.”

“Really?” your wife asked.

Alec smiled as you continued to suck his cock. “Of course. Once my baby is growing inside you, your husband will feel a perfectly natural kind of resistance to it. He’ll feel as though he’s been robbed of a husband’s most important duty. He’ll likely have moments where he’s overwhelmed by the humiliation of having been passed over for the honor of getting you pregnant.”

Your wife looked down at you and smiled as she ran her fingers through Alec’s chest hair. “I can see that. I suppose it really is quite humiliating for him that I chose you to get me pregnant. But, I think there’s a reason we hadn’t started a family yet. I think there was a part of me – buried deep down – that didn’t want to have my husband’s baby. There was a part of me that understood that he truly wasn’t worthy of passing on his DNA, at least not with me.”

Her words weren’t delivered cruelly and so they didn’t sting as they could have, but you felt a wave of humiliation wash over you. That humiliation was deepened by the fact that you had Alec’s cock in your mouth and you innately understood that offering any sort of argument to her assertion would be foolish. After all, you’d happily gone along with every step of your cuckolding, reaffirming your status as a lesser man, at least compared to Alec, so it made perfect sense that she’d want him to get her pregnant.

“He’s getting you hard again, isn’t he?” your wife asked.

“He is,” Alec replied with a smile.

“Does that mean you’ll fuck me again?” she asked.

“Of course I will,” he said.

Your wife looked down at you, smiled, and said, “Get him nice and hard for me, cuckold. Show me that you understand your place. Show me that you’re excited for Alec to get me pregnant. Show me that you’re eager to have another man’s baby growing inside your wife.”

As humiliating as it was, you couldn’t resist. You stroked his cock as you sucked him. You played with his balls. You did everything you could to turn him on because you were driven to make your wife and her bull happy, and because you wanted to see Alec’s seed take hold inside her.

You got him hard and he fucked her again. He came inside her for a second time that night. You cleaned his cock when they were finished and when your wife informed you that Alec would be spending the night in the master bedroom, you happily left for the guest bedroom. You’re a good cuckold, after all.

“Are you okay?” your wife asked soon after crawling into bed on a Sunday evening.

You turned to see a soft smile on her face. Your eyes roamed over her body – she hadn’t pulled the covers up – and stopped on her stomach, which had just begun to show. She reached down and ran her fingers over her taut skin. You moved closer and your wife took your hand and placed it on her belly.

“Is it harder now that I’m starting to show?” she asked.

“I think it is,” you replied.

She leaned over and kissed your forehead. You looked up and your wife’s lips quickly found yours. You shared a soft, rather simple kiss, but it was enough to stir your desire for her. Your fingers moved past her belly button and into her panties and your wife offered a moan of approval as you gently played with her clit.

“You can play with my pussy,” she said, “but I’m not going to let you inside me.”

You couldn’t help but feel a deep sense of frustration. Your wife hadn’t let you inside her since before she’d gone off the pill.

“Why not?” you asked.

“It doesn’t feel right,” she said. “I can’t really explain it, but it just doesn’t feel right while Alec’s baby is growing inside me.”

You let out a frustrated groan and pulled your fingers from her panties. You rolled away and stared at the ceiling. “I think we made a mistake,” you said.

“A mistake?” your wife asked. “What sort of mistake?”

You looked at her and then looked away once more before answering, “I think it was a mistake to let Alec get you pregnant. I think it was a mistake to have him be the father of our baby. In fact, I think it was a huge mistake.”

“Why?” your wife asked. “Because I won’t let you fuck me?”

“I…I don’t know,” you answered. You weren’t even sure if you thought it was a mistake. You weren’t entirely sure of anything anymore. Each day since your wife had started showing felt like an emotional roller coaster and you no longer felt like yourself.

“Alec said this might happen,” your wife said.

For a moment you felt like screaming, but only because she was right. Alec had absolutely said there was at least a chance of this happening and you were disappointed at being so utterly predictable. You couldn’t help it, though.

“It’s okay, though,” she continued. “I don’t blame you for being frustrated, or jealous, or even upset. I think what we’re doing is perfectly natural, but my body is sending different signals than yours.”

You looked at your wife and saw a soft, understanding smile on her face. She reached out and took your hand in hers. She squeezed it tight and some of your frustration melted away. “What sort of signals is your body sending?” you asked.

“I feel joyful every day,” she said. “At least on the days when I’m not feeling ill, that is. I feel pure, wonderful, unfettered joy. I feel as happy as I ever have, and I actually feel happier now that I’ve started to show. Every time I look in the mirror – or really every time I look down – I’m reminded that Alec’s baby is growing inside me, and that only deepens my joy.”

Your wife let your hand go and unhooked her bra before gently setting it aside, freeing her breasts, which had gotten noticeably larger in recent weeks. She reached down and pulled off her panties soon after, leaving her naked in your bed as your eyes eagerly roamed over her soft, exposed skin.

“Come here,” she said softly.

You rolled onto your side and moved closer as your wife gently put a hand on the back of your head and guided you to her breasts.

“Kiss them,” she instructed.

You kissed her soft, swollen flesh as your hand instinctively moved to her stomach and rested there as your wife purred in a manner that made it seem as though you were offering a relaxing sort of pleasure.

Her voice was soft and seductive as she said, “That feels so good. Take my nipple in your mouth.”

You took her nipple in your mouth as instructed and gently flicked your tongue back and forth over it. She moaned as her fingers entwined in your hair before her grip tightened just a little.

“Now play with my pussy,” she instructed.

Your hand moved between her legs and you slipped two fingers into her pussy with ease. Your thumb found her clit and your wife moaned louder and longer.

“Do you feel how wet I am?” she asked. “That’s another one of the joys of having Alec’s baby growing inside me. I’m wet all the time because I can’t stop thinking about him. Every time I see my little baby bump or my swollen breasts I think of him. I think of having him inside me. I think of how good he makes me feel and then my desire goes into overdrive. My body begins to crave him and I get so wet.”

You worked her clit with your thumb and your wife tightened her grip on your hair as she seemed to tap into a touch of aggression while you brought her closer to a climax.

“That’s also part of why I don’t want you inside me,” she said. “Fucking you is disappointing when I’m thinking about Alec. It just doesn’t feel anywhere near as good as it does with him. I don’t cum when you fuck me anymore and while I used to find some joy in giving you the pleasure of having sex with me, I don’t anymore. Not really, at least. Now I want to give Alec that pleasure.”

The same difficult feelings swirled inside you, but you were so determined to make your wife cum that you refused to let them distract you. You were certain you were right on the verge of getting her off when she reached down, grabbed your hand, and pulled it from between her legs.

“On your back,” she instructed. You rolled onto your back and your wife quickly straddled your chest, pinning your arms to your sides with her thighs and leaving you largely unable to move. “I know you’ve been frustrated since I started showing. I think there’s a good chance you’ve had moments of anger, annoyance, and desperation, too. I’ve been sympathetic to that, even when it’s led to inappropriate and sometimes downright rude behavior on your part. That has to end, though.”

“I’m sorry,” you said as you registered the seriousness on your wife’s face. “I’ll try to do better.”

“I don’t think I’m being clear enough,” your wife replied. “Because this isn’t a situation where you can try to do better. This is a situation where you absolutely must do better. You must be a better husband. You’ve disappointed me countless times over the past few weeks and I’ve put it aside because I wanted to give you time to work through your feelings. You’ve failed to do that, though, so now I’m going to have to put you in your place.”

“I’m….”

“Quiet,” she cut you off. “I know you’re sorry. I don’t care. Saying you’re sorry doesn’t mean anything to me if you’re not willing to act as you should act. The truth is, you’re a cuckold through and through. It’s not just that you find pleasure in watching another man fuck me. It’s that you find pleasure in every bit of it. You love being a cocksucker for Alec. You love sucking his balls. You love cleaning his cum out of me. You love cleaning his cum off of me when he gives you the chance. You love sucking the cum right out of his cock when he lets you do it. You love that he fucks me better than you ever have. You even love that I don’t want your cock inside me anymore. You love that I wanted him to get me pregnant. You love that his baby is growing inside me. You love that I want him more than I ever have now that he’s gotten me pregnant. Your desires make you feel agony from time to time, but you still feel those desires because you’re a cuckold.”

She was right. You didn’t say anything – she didn’t seem interested in your opinion – but you knew she was right.

“I’ve talked to Alec about your recent behavior and we’ve come up with a plan to help you fully – and finally – embrace your place as a cuckold,” your wife said.

You suddenly felt nervous as you watched a smile cross your wife’s face. “What…what’s the plan?”

“Alec’s going to fuck you,” your wife said.

Panic rose in your chest as you instinctively tried to crawl out from under your wife, but she squeezed her thighs around you, making it remarkably difficult to do much of anything.

“He’s going to fuck you and he’s going to cum inside you,” she said. “It’s going to happen next weekend and though I’m sure you’re going to feel the desire to resist it, you’re going to do no such thing. You’re going to welcome it. You’re going to suck Alec’s cock like a good cuckold. You’re going to lube your ass for him. You’re going to beg him to fuck you. You’re going to beg him to cum inside you, and when he does you’re going to thank him.”

You opened your mouth to protest, but she silenced you by sliding forward and dropping her pussy onto your mouth.

“I’m not interested in your complaints,” she said. “You’re a cuckold. It’s your place to do as you’re told. Now make me cum and then we’re going to bed. If you’re smart, you’ll begin your butt plug training tomorrow to ensure that it’s not enormously painful when Alec fucks you.”

The fight drained out of you as it became obvious that there was no escaping your fate. You put your tongue to use in massaging your wife’s clit and tried your best to wrap your brain around the idea that Alec would be fucking you next weekend. You’d have another man’s cock in your ass. You’d have another man’s cum in your ass. You’d have to thank him for the pleasure of it, too.

All of it sounded humiliating, but your wife was right that every other humiliation of being a cuckold had brought you pleasure, so you hoped that this one would too.