The Dominant Bull - Part 11 (Patreon)

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"Make sure you keep your eyes on the road, Emmett," Warrick said from the back seat. "It gets narrow and twisty once we get up in the mountains and I don't want you killing us because you couldn't help but want to see what's going on back here."

Emmett gripped the steering wheel of Warrick's SUV with both hands and said, "I will." In this case, he knew the bull's comments weren't meant to demean. The mountain roads were well-paved and well-maintained, but they were narrower and they really did twist and turn a great deal and even a few seconds gazing in the rearview mirror could end with the car careening off the road and down a cliff side.

Autumn's voice was playful and full of hope as she asked, "Are you saying something might happen back here?"

"Well, I do enjoy having a cuckold's wife suck my cock while he's driving, especially when he's driving us all to the rental house where we're going to spend the weekend," Warrick said.

"Mmm, you know I'd love to suck your cock," Autumn said. "And I think we both know that Emmett would enjoy listening while I did."

Emmett didn't bother saying anything, but Autumn was right. He would have preferred to watch - he still found it hugely arousing to watch her give Warrick a blowjob - but he'd settle for listening while he kept his eyes on the road and did everything in his power to ensure they got to their destination safely.

Instead of a blowjob, Emmett heard the sound of kissing. Autumn moaned softly and Emmett glanced in the rearview mirror - just a quick glance - to see his wife and her bull cuddled up in the backseat. His tongue was in her mouth and he was fairly certain that Warrick had already slipped a hand under Autumn's sweater and was playing with her tits.

Emmett smiled as he turned his attention entirely to the road and promised himself that he wouldn't look in the rearview mirror again unless it was necessary for safe driving. They were just about to hit the part of the road where things narrowed and got a little more treacherous, which meant they were about halfway to their destination.

Warrick had taken the liberty of booking a house for the weekend. It was in a fairly remote area up in the mountains and the pictures were astounding. The place featured beautiful views of the valley from a wraparound deck, a hot tub on one part of that deck, three spacious bedrooms spread over two floors, a fire pit in the backyard, acres of land they were free to explore if they liked, and access to hiking trails. It was the kind of place Emmett would have loved to take Autumn to for a romantic weekend getaway, but he was fairly certain they both found it thrilling that Warrick was joining them for what promised to be a weekend filled with cuckold-fueled excitement.

"Warrick, please," Autumn said, "Can I suck your cock? Can I take you in my mouth? Can I make you feel good?"

"You can," Warrick replied.

Emmett wanted to look back to see his wife's head drop into her bull's lap. There was something about that imagery that he loved. Each and every time he saw it - or even pictured it - it turned him on. In lieu of looking back and endangering them, Emmett chose to picture it instead.

He conjured a memory from a night just a few weeks ago. Warrick had come over and Emmett had prepared dinner for all three of them. Afterwards, Warrick and Autumn had left for the living room with freshly-filled glasses of wine while Emmett remained in the kitchen to clean up. By the time he'd finished the dishes and joined them in the living room, Warrick and Autumn were already into heavy foreplay. Warrick had spotted Emmett, smiled, and put a hand on the back of Autumn's head, signaling her to take him into her mouth and get to work.

She'd happily unzipped his pants, dropped her head into his lap, and offered up a long, slow blowjob. Sometimes her cocksucking resulted in Warrick taking her to the bedroom or fucking her right there on the couch, but in that particular case it resulted in Warrick cumming in her mouth. After he'd done so, he told Autumn to feed his cum to Emmett and they'd shared a sloppy, snowballing kiss before they both got to swallow some of their bull's seed.

"Are you turned on, cuckold?" Warrick asked.

"Yes," Emmett admitted.

"From listening?" he asked.

"Yes, and from thinking about the blowjob Autumn gave you earlier this week," he replied.

"Did you enjoy that I had your wife feed you my cum?" Warrick asked before unleashing a moan that made it seem like Autumn was doing wonderful things with her mouth.

"I did," Emmett answered.

Warrick moaned again and the sounds of the blowjob got louder and a little wetter, like Autumn was doubling down on making her bull feel good. "You thanked me for the opportunity to taste my cum, didn't you?"

Emmett felt a little embarrassed at that, but he'd done it. He was so turned on in the moment - watching Autumn give a blowjob had been hugely thrilling - and it felt like the right thing to say. It had certainly provided a little bit of pleasure to utter those words in the moment, though in hindsight Emmett couldn't help but feel a touch of humiliation as he remembered having done so. "Yes, I did."

"That's a good thing, Emmett," Warrick said. "You should be thankful when your bull grants you a gift, and anytime I let you do something that feels pleasurable you should consider it a gift."

Emmett felt some of his embarrassment wash away as Warrick reassured him. He made the conscious decision to surrender - in a small way - to their bull's leadership and not to make himself feel bad just because he'd done something that most men wouldn't do. "Well, then, let me thank you again," he said. "Because it did feel pleasurable when I got to share your cum with Autumn."

"Mmm, I know it did," Warrick replied. "You're an evolving cuckold, Emmett. There was a time when all you wanted was to watch someone else fuck your wife. But that's changed. Now you want to become even more of a cuckold. You want to participate in her pleasure. You want to help. You want to play your part. And, most of all, you want to show me that you understand how to inhabit your part in the dynamic that every cuckold, hotwife, and bull relationship must have."

"Yes, I do," Emmett admitted.

"That's very good, cuckold," Warrick said. "And don't worry, I'll continue to teach you how to be a good cuckold, just like I'll continue to teach Autumn how to be a good hotwife and how to serve my needs."

Emmett was suddenly quite desperate to masturbate, though he knew it wasn't an option for him. All he could do was sit in the driver's seat with a stiff erection in his pants while listening to the wet blowjob unfolding in the backseat.

"There's a view spot coming up, Emmett," Warrick said. "I want you to pull off the road and park there."

Emmett saw the sign. It was another mile to the view spot - which was usually were tourists pulled off to take pictures - but Emmett suspected that's not what he'd be doing. As the turn off approached Emmett put on his blinker and prepared to slow down. He heard Warrick groaning in the backseat and he recognized those sounds as indicators of an impending orgasm.

"I'm close, Autumn," Warrick said. "Don't swallow when I cum in your mouth."

Warrick came just as Emmett pulled into the turn off and put the SUV in park. His animalistic groans filled the car and Emmett turned to see Autumn's lips wrapped around her bull's cock so she could catch every bit of his seed.

When he was finished, Autumn lifted her head from Warrick's lap and kept her lips sealed shut, keeping his load in her mouth until he offered instructions for what to do with it.

"I want you and your cuckold to get out of the car and enjoy that beautiful view. As you do, I want you to kiss him. I want you to push your tongue - and my cum - into his mouth. I want you to share the reward of your bull's seed. Feed his inner cuckold with my cum and bring him the pleasure he craves," Warrick instructed.

Autumn got out of the car and Emmett followed. She took his hand and led him to the edge of the lookout, which offered a genuinely spectacular view. Emmett took a moment to admire it, but it was what rested in his wife's mouth that he was most interested in.

"Please, kiss me," he said.

Autumn smiled as much as she could with a mouthful of cum, reached up to caress Emmett's face, and then kissed him. Her lips parted and her tongue pushed a healthy dose of Warrick's cum into his mouth. Emmett closed his eyes and sank into the intense pleasure of sharing such a filthy treat with his wife. He moaned and his cock grew in his pants and pressed into her stomach as she pressed her body tightly against his.

"Wow," was all Emmett could say after the lengthy, cum-swapping kiss they'd just indulged in.

"I love you," Autumn replied softly and with a smile.

Emmett met her smile with one of his own. "I love you too."

Autumn took his hand and they turned towards the view and soaked it in. "Thank you for agreeing to come on this trip. I'm really looking forward to spending more time with our bull."

"Me too," Emmett said. He was, too. Not long ago that would have been a deeply strange sensation, but now he was thrilled to feel that way. He really couldn't wait to see what surprises were in store for them over the weekend.

Emmett's first thought as they approached the house was that the pictures didn't come close to doing it justice. It looked bigger - and far more beautiful - in person and the trees around it looked fuller, as if they'd taken the pictures closer to winter instead of spring.

"Wow," Autumn said from the backseat. "Warrick, it's beautiful."

"It really is," he replied.

Emmett stopped in front of the house, turned off the car, and hopped out. Warrick and Autumn joined him and they all took a moment to stare up at the gorgeously well-maintained house before his wife and her bull headed for the door.

"Get the suitcases," Warrick said as he looked over his shoulder.

Emmett opened the back of the SUV and dragged out two suitcases - one for Autumn and one for Warrick - and followed them into the house. The open entryway led right to the living room, which featured a wall made almost entirely of glass that looked out on the deck and the incredible views of the valley off in the distance. There was a kitchen and dining room to the left and a set of stairs that led to two of the bedrooms to the right.

"Our bedroom is upstairs," Warrick said to Emmett. "It's the one with the wall of windows and the incredible view. You can't miss it."

Emmett dragged the two heavy suitcases up the stairs and set them up in the primary bedroom, which had a view that struck him as something more than incredible. He felt a little jealous that his wife would get to enjoy that view from her bed for the weekend, but Emmett understood that he didn't get to choose which bedroom he slept in. That was the bull's choice, not the cuckold's.

Warrick and Autumn were out on the deck by the time Emmett got back downstairs and he took a moment by the front door to watch his wife step into her bull's arms for a passionate kiss. She'd gone down on him just a few hours ago, but Emmett suspected that Warrick would have little trouble tending to Autumn's desire if he felt she was deserving of his cock once more.

Emmett headed back to the car before he sprouted an erection and worked on unpacking everything else. It took three more trips - they'd brought a fair number of groceries and Autumn had a second suitcase dedicated entirely to lingerie - but eventually he got everything unpacked while his wife and her bull alternated between kissing and enjoying the view on the deck.

"Car's unpacked and all the food's in the fridge and pantry," Emmett said as he popped his head outside.

Warrick turned, smiled, and said, "Excellent. I want to build a nice big fire in that fireplace tonight, so you'll need to bring in some wood from the shed out back. Why don't you do that right now?"

"Of course," Emmett replied as Autumn offered a quick, sweet smile before kissing her bull once more. Emmett headed down the stairs off the deck, slowly loaded his arms with wood from the shed, and moved to go back inside. He expected to see Warrick and Autumn kissing, but they'd disappeared. They weren't on the main floor, either, so Emmett assumed they'd gone upstairs, perhaps to indulge in their obvious desire for each other.

As much as Emmett wanted to run upstairs and watch, he had a task to accomplish and he knew Warrick wouldn't take kindly to him behaving selfishly in lieu of finishing that task, so he headed outside and loaded his arms with wood once more.

On his way out of the shed Emmett looked up and saw Autumn looking out the window of the bedroom she and Warrick would share that weekend. She had a dreamy smile on her face as she admired the view and Emmett couldn't help but think that she looked breathtakingly beautiful.

Warrick stepped behind Autumn, wrapped his arms around her, and brushed her hair to one side to kiss her neck. Autumn closed her eyes and smiled as Emmett stood stone still in the backyard with a heavy load of wood in his arms. It felt a little voyeuristic to watch his wife and her bull from outside the house, but he couldn't help himself. There was something so erotic about it and he couldn't walk away.

Warrick lifted Autumn's sweater over her head and quickly unhooked her bra before taking her breasts in his strong hands. She turned her head and kissed him. Emmett had a good enough view that he could see his wife's mouth open for her bull's tongue while she reached down to unbutton her skintight jeans and work them over her hips. Autumn said something, though Emmett couldn't begin to make out what it was.

When Autumn put her hands on the window and Warrick aggressively pulled her panties down it seemed as though she'd asked her bull to fuck her. Emmett couldn't clearly see what Warrick was doing, but the look of pleasure that crossed Autumn's face made it seem like he'd freed his cock and slipped it inside her.

Emmett wanted nothing more than to masturbate as he watched his wife's bull fuck her up against the bedroom window. He wanted to stroke his cock as he saw Autumn's breasts bounce with every hard thrust. He wanted to do so even more when he saw Warrick grab a tight handful of Autumn's hair and pull back, taking a deeper level of control over her as he pounded her pussy from behind.

Emmett didn't masturbate, though. Instead, he stood in the backyard and he watched while the wood weighed his arms down. He watched his wife submit to her bull. He watched Autumn offer her body to Warrick for his pleasure and hers. He saw the joy on her face as she was used hard and in a way that Emmett had never in his life fucked her.

It wasn't all that long before Autumn came. Emmett couldn't hear anything, but he recognized the look of orgasmic pleasure on his wife's face as Warrick's cock - and the dominant way he fucked her - provided Autumn with a glorious orgasm.

Warrick didn't stop fucking her once she'd cum, though. He kept on pounding her pussy, for he was clearly in search of his orgasm. Emmett wanted to stay and watch all of it, but he also wanted to be inside just in case Warrick called him upstairs to clean up, so Emmett rushed up the deck stairs, stepped inside, and set the wood by the fireplace.

The sounds of sex filled the house. He heard flesh meeting flesh. He heard Autumn moaning. He heard Warrick's deep grunts. There was no question his wife was getting fucked upstairs, and fucked with great vigor, too.

"Cum inside me!" she cried out. "Warrick, please, cum inside me!"

It seemed that Autumn knew when her bull was on the verge of an orgasm, because Warrick's telltale grunts and groans soon drifted downstairs. He was cumming inside her. He was flooding her pussy with his seed, as he almost always did when they had sex.

A minute passed before Warrick's booming voice called down. "Cuckold! Get up here and clean up my mess!"

Emmett rushed up the stairs and saw Autumn had turned around and was leaning against the class with cum slowly dripping from her pussy and down her leg. Warrick was sitting on the edge of the bed with a smile on his face and a wet, still-hard cock between his legs.

"May I clean your cock?" Emmett asked as he moved towards the bull.

"Yes, you may," Warrick replied.

Emmett sank to his knees and used his eager mouth to clean Warrick's cock of the cum and pussy juice it had picked up. He licked and sucked and he managed to get every drop of liquid from it. He sucked on Warrick's big balls, too, ensuring they were as clean as the bull no doubt expected them to be.

"May I clean my wife?" Emmett asked.

"Yes," Warrick answered.

Emmett crawled towards Autumn - who still looked a little dazed from the hard fucking she'd received - and saw a smile slowly creep across her face. She reached out to run her fingers through his hair as he licked the cum from her thighs, slowly moving towards her pink, puffy-looking pussy.

"Clean me, cuckold," Autumn said softly. "Clean my bull's load from my pussy. Eat your second helping of his delicious cum."

Emmett looked up at her and pushed his tongue deep into Autumn's pussy. He bathed his taste buds in Warrick's load and swallowed over and over, consuming every drop while Autumn offered a loving gaze.

"You're such a good cuckold," she said. "You love my bull's cum just as much as I do, and I love that."

Emmett pushed his tongue deeper. He wanted to prove that she was right. He wanted to be every bit the cum loving cuckold Autumn thought he was. In that moment, nothing felt better.

"Kiss her," Warrick instructed when Emmett finished cleaning his wife's pussy.

Emmett stood and Autumn stepped closer, pressed her beautiful naked body against his, and slipped her tongue into his mouth. They shared in the aftertaste of her bull's cum and she moaned as it seemed that her supply of arousal was unyielding.

"Thank you for cleaning me," she said softly.

Emmett smiled, kissed her again, and then turned to Warrick. "Thank you for letting me clean you both."

"You're welcome, cuckold," Warrick replied. "Keep up the good behavior and I might let you cum before the weekend is over."

Emmett intended on being the perfect cuckold that weekend, whether he was permitted to cum or not. An orgasm would be a nice bonus, but being a good cuckold was where his true joy would be found.