That's Why You're Her Cuckold (Patreon)

"I suppose that gentle sex is nice from time to time," your wife says as she steps into the blue lace bodysuit and pulls it up her legs. The soft material nestles against her pussy and she pulls it the rest of the way up until it hugs her breasts. "I mean, I cum from time to time when we have that kind of sex. Not always, though, and if I'm being honest, the orgasms aren't that good. Though, you already knew that, didn't you?'

"Yes," you admit as she steps into a pair of high heels and moves in front of the floor length mirror that rests against the back of the closet door. She puts her hands on her hips, strikes a few naughty poses, and then reaches up to release her hair from the ponytail. She bends over, shakes her head to loosen her long, dark hair and then stands up again. "You look perfect," you say.

She turns your way and smiles before sauntering towards the bed. She reaches down, puts her hands on your knees, and spreads your legs. She bends over and you glance at her cleavage - it's spectacular in the lace of the bodysuit - before she leans in and kisses you softly.

"You know that I need to be fucked hard," your wife says. "I need to be pounded. Sometimes I need to be fucked roughly."

"Yes, I know," you reply.

She kisses you again, this time offering a hint of tongue before she asks, "And what else do you know?" Her fingers move up your leg and she grasps your cock through the thin material of your underwear. She strokes you slowly - gently, even - and you get hard.

"That I...that I can't fuck you like that," you say.

Her other hand moves up your leg and she takes your underwear off. She tosses them aside and lifts your t-shirt over your head, leaving you naked as you sit on the edge of the bed.

"No, you can't," she says softly while her fingers encircle your bare cock. She strokes you and adds, "You're incapable of fucking me the way I need to be fucked. You've always been incapable of it, and as my sexual desires changed, you couldn't meet them. You tried - of course you tried - but you failed over and over again. You came too quickly. You got tired before I was anywhere near my orgasm. Plus, you're just not strong enough to actually give me what I want. You're literally incapable of it."

She's right. It's embarrassing, but she's right. You're literally incapable of fucking your wife the way she needs to be fucked. You're not strong enough. You don't last long enough. You do get tired.

"Plus, I think we both know this dick of yours isn't very big, is it?" she adds. "It's really kind of small, in fact. Other women might call it pathetic. I wouldn't be so cruel, of course, but your dick doesn't do much for me, baby, which is why you're a cuckold. That's why you went out and bought this lingerie so I could wear it for my bull. You want me to look good for him because he's the one that fucks me the way I crave. He's the one that makes up for your considerable sexual shortcomings. He's the one that makes it so that I get what I need, so that I don't have to leave you. He's the one that saved our marriage."

She's right, which is humiliating. Of course, you're also an eager cuckold, so that humiliation has left your dick hard as a rock. In fact, you're turned on enough that it wouldn't take much to get you off.

That's probably why your wife releases your cock and stands up. She steps between your legs and you look up at her. She runs her fingers through your hair and then guides your head between her breasts. You grab her ass and squeeze it gently while kissing her breasts, both on their bare flesh and through the thin lace of her bodysuit. You flick your tongue back and forth over her nipple - which is hard as a rock and poking through the lingerie - and she moans.

"You'll be a good cuckold tonight, won't you?" she asks.

"Yes," you answer.

"You'll eat my pussy to get me nice and wet for him?" she asks. "You'll lick me like a good cuckold while he and I kiss and fool around?"

"Yes, I will," you say between planting soft kisses on her breasts.

"You'll place his cock inside me?" she asks. "You'll guide my bull's big, thick cock between my pussy lips and help him fuck your wife?"

Your dick throbs and you feel precum leaking from the tip and dripping down the shaft. "Yes, I'll place his cock inside you. I'll be a good cuckold."

"You'll clean him afterwards?" she asks. "You'll suck his cock clean like a good cuckold? You'll suck his balls clean too?"

"Yes," you admit.

"Mmm, and you'll clean my pussy?" your wife asks. "You'll push your tongue deep inside me and you'll lick up his delicious, thick, creamy cum? You'll lick it all out of me like a good cuckold? You'll swallow his cum for me?"

"Yes, I'll clean your pussy like a good cuckold," you reply.

Your wife steps back, glances at your stiff cock, and smiles. "And if I need to be pounded again, you'll crawl between his legs and suck his cock until he's hard for me?"

"Yes," you admit as you stare into her eyes.

She leans down and kisses you. It's a remarkably passionate kiss and when she takes your cock in her hand and strokes you slowly, it feels spectacularly good. "You're a good cuckold," she says softly. "And if you remain a good cuckold tonight, I'll let you cum when we're done. If you're very good, I'll even let you fuck me nice and slow like you enjoy. Then you can cum inside me."

"I'll be a very good cuckold," you answer. It's been more than a month since she let you inside her and you're willing to do just about anything to enjoy her pussy again.

"Let's start with having you eat my pussy," she says. "He'll be here soon."

You fall to your knees and your wife steps forward. You pull aside the lace covering her pussy and she pulls your head between her legs. You go to work, just like a good cuckold should. You'll do whatever else she wants this evening, too, because you crave the reward of her pussy and you're going to make sure you get it.