Their First Time Since His Cuckolding (Patreon)

“You seem nervous,” Katherine said.

Parker smiled at his wife. She’d read him expertly, as she always did. “Do I?”

She laughed and spread her legs so he could move between them.

“You don’t have to be nervous,” she reassured him.

Parker wasn’t so sure about that. He and Katherine hadn’t had sex since she’d cuckolded him and he couldn’t imagine it was going to be like it used to be.

“I can’t help it,” Parker said before softly kissing his wife’s neck.

Katherine ran her hands down his back and into his underwear. She grasped his ass and moaned as his tongue darted over the soft, smooth flesh of her neck.

“You’ve had sex with me hundreds of times,” she said. “I know this time is a little different from all the rest, but it’s not that different.”

Parker had witnessed his cuckolding and he wasn’t sure he agreed with his wife’s assertion. The sex she’d had with Sawyer, the man she’d chosen as her bull, looked extraordinary. It was passionate and vigorous and at times even a little bit aggressive. Katherine had climaxed in a way Parker hadn’t witnessed in years, perhaps ever. She hadn’t come right out and said it, but Parker wondered if his wife had enjoyed the sex she’d had with Sawyer more than she’d ever enjoyed sex with him.

“What’s the worst that could happen?” Katherine asked before pushing Parker’s underwear down and stroking his hard cock.

“Wouldn’t it be bad if you didn’t enjoy having sex with me? I mean, that seems like a bad outcome to me. That’s what I’m nervous about,” he said.

A joyful smile crossed Katherine’s face and it struck Parker as being a little out of place. “Would that really be a bad thing?” she asked, explaining her smile. She seemed to want that outcome.

“What do you mean?” Parker asked as she stroked his cock a little faster.

“Well, wouldn’t that just mean that I’d want to fuck Sawyer more?” Katherine said. “And that wouldn’t necessarily be a bad thing, right? I mean, you said being a cuckold was your biggest fantasy. If sex with you isn’t all that great after I’ve been with Sawyer, that just means I’m going to end up cuckolding you a lot more often, doesn’t it?”

“I hadn’t thought of it that way,” Parker said.

Katherine released her grip on his cock and pulled his body on top of hers. They kissed as her hands moved over his back and into his hair. She moaned into Parker’s mouth as he pressed his cock against her panty-clad pussy.

“Doesn’t it excite you to think about it that way?” Katherine asked. “Doesn’t the idea of Sawyer and I fucking all the time turn you on?”

“It does,” Parker answered before kissing his wife.

He reached down and caressed her stockings as Katherine wrapped her legs around him and moaned. She lifted her hips a little, teasing his cock with her panties as he moaned.

“Does it excite you to think about that?” Parker asked breathlessly.

“Does it excite me to think about fucking Sawyer? Is that what you’re asking?” Katherine replied.

The image of Sawyer’s cock sliding into his wife’s body filled Parker’s head for an instant. He heard her moan. Her saw the way her hips lifted to meet the man fucking her. He saw the way her body responded to the pleasure her bull provided.

“Yes, that’s what I’m asking,” Parker said as a wave of intense desire moved through his body.

Katherine smiled as she reached down and pulled aside her panties. “Yes, it excites me,” she said.

She took Parker’s cock in her hand and rubbed the throbbing head around her labia. He groaned as she teased him with the warmth and wetness of her pussy.

“You saw how he fucked me,” she continued. “You saw how hard I came. You saw how my body responded to him. Can you blame me for getting excited at the prospect of having lots of sex with him?”

Katherine pulled the head of Parker’s cock into her pussy and he moaned at how utterly perfect it felt.

“Of course, I wouldn’t be upset if sex with you is still satisfying,” she said. “I wouldn’t mind having lots of sex with my husband, either.”

Katherine’s grip around his cock was tight, making it impossible for Parker to plunge his full length inside her. He knew that would be the moment of truth and that only Katherine would know if she vastly preferred having sex with Sawyer over him.

“Do you want it to be different?” she asked. “Do you want me to prefer sex with Sawyer? Do you want it to feel like your cock isn’t able to satisfy me like his did?”

“I don’t know,” Parker said.

He wanted to fuck his wife. He wanted to immerse his cock in the perfection of her pussy. He wanted to be inside her.

He also wanted to hear that he wasn’t as good as Sawyer. He wanted to hear that Katherine enjoyed the other man’s cock far more than his. He wanted to have to confront the idea that someone else was far better at fucking his wife than he was. He was a cuckold and he wanted to feel every bit of pleasure and angst that came with that status.

Katherine released her grip on his cock, smiled, and said, “Fuck me, Parker. Fuck your wife.”

Parker slid his cock into her pussy and they kissed as he did as his wife demanded. Katherine moaned and welcomed his tongue into her mouth while he invaded her warm, slick cunt with fast, insistent, thrusts fueled by his overwhelming desire.

“Fuck me, baby,” Katherine said. “Fuck me.”

Parker wanted to know. He wanted to know how it felt. He wanted to know how he compared to Sawyer. He couldn’t quite bring himself to ask the question, though.

“Does my pussy feel good?” Katherine asked. “Does it feel good to fuck me again?”

Parker nodded as he continued to thrust into his wife’s body. She smiled at him and ran her fingers through his hair and down his back. She grabbed his ass hard and gave it a good smack.

“Harder,” Katherine said. “Fuck me harder, Parker. Pound me. Pound my pussy like Sawyer did.”

Parker felt a surge of desire between his legs. He felt the same kind of lust he’d experienced when he watched his wife and Sawyer fuck. He thought of the other man sliding into her pussy. He thought of how beautiful it looked, how good Katherine looked on her back with someone else between her legs. He fucked her as hard as he could and he wondered if he was delivering the kind of pleasure her bull had offered.

“How does it feel?” Parker finally asked. He had to know. He still wasn’t sure which answer he preferred, but he had to know.

Katherine smiled and wrapped her legs around his ass and pulled Parker close, making it nearly impossible for him to thrust. She held his head in her hands and they shared a soft kiss before she whispered, “It felt better when he fucked me.”

Parker groaned and for a second he thought he might cum inside his wife without the need to thrust. He thought his cock might explode and his load might pour into her from the intense rush of pleasure at hearing those few, simple words.

“Really?” Parker asked. He wanted to hear more. He wanted to hear it again.

Katherine relaxed her legs and said, “Fuck me, Parker. Slow this time. Just slide in and out of my pussy nice and slow.”

Parker held his wife’s gaze and did as he was told.

Katherine smiled at him and said, “When you fuck me like this I can really feel the difference. Sawyer was so much thicker. Your cock just doesn’t compare. In fact, it’s like I can barely feel you.”

Parker fucked his wife faster and she pressed a hand against his stomach and said, “Slower, baby. Fuck me nice and slow.”

He slowed down despite his body’s desire to pound his wife and cum inside her.

“I didn’t think it would feel this different,” Katherine said. “I didn’t think Sawyer’s thickness would make that much of a difference, but it does. It makes all the difference.”

The mixture of arousal and agony coursing through Parker’s body provided a kind of pleasure he’d never experienced before. It was far stronger than when Katherine had actually cuckolded him. It took Parker to a deeper level to hear her directly compare him to her bull.

“Does that mean you don’t want me to fuck you?” Parker asked, again not knowing which answer he preferred to hear.

Katherine smiled and grabbed his ass. “It means that I’d prefer to have Sawyer fuck me,” she said. “It means I’m going to cum harder when he’s between my legs. It means he’s going to be in our bed a lot more often from now on. It means he’s going to fuck your wife more than you are from now on.”

Parker fucked her harder and faster and she spread her legs, welcoming him into her body at any pace he chose.

“I’ll still let you fuck me, though. You deserve pleasure too. You just don’t deserve it as often as Sawyer will,” Katherine said.

Parker saw the delight on his wife’s face and he couldn’t help but get caught up in it. There was something intensely painful about knowing that another man was clearly superior to him in bed, and yet in that moment that feeling offered the purest, most overwhelming kind of pleasure.

“I’m going to invite him back this weekend,” Katherine said as she smiled at Parker. “I’m going to invite him back into our bed, into my pussy. Do you want that, Parker? Do you want me to invite Sawyer to fuck me this weekend?”

“Fuck, yes,” Parker said as he felt his orgasm approaching.

“Are you going to cum while you think about him fucking me? Are you going to cum in your wife’s pussy while you think about another man doing the exact same thing?” Katherine asked.

“Yes, fuck, yes!” Parker said.

Parker couldn’t help but note that his wife wasn’t wearing the same look of pleasure she’d had on her face when Sawyer fucked her. She wasn’t moaning in the same way. It was obvious she wasn’t having the same experience with him that she’d had with her bull.

“You’re not enjoying this as much, are you?” Parker asked.

“No,” Katherine said. “But I love that you’re enjoying it. I do.” She grabbed his ass and gave it an aggressive squeeze. “I love that you’re going to cum like a cuckold. You’re going to cum while you imagine Sawyer’s cock satisfying me. That means we’re both going to be thinking about the same thing as you have an orgasm.”

Parker groaned. “You’re thinking about Sawyer?” he asked.

Katherine smiled and said, “Yes I am. I’m thinking about him fucking me. I’m thinking about how good his cock felt.”

“How much better it felt?” Parker asked.

“Yes, how much better if felt. How much thicker he was. How much longer he was. How much harder he fucked me. I’m thinking about how hard he made me cum and how badly I want him inside me again,” she said.

“Oh fuck, I’m cumming!” Parker cried out.

He pushed his cock inside her and she pulled him close. She ran her hands through his hair and down his back before possessively grabbing his ass once more.

“That’s it, baby. Cum inside me. Cum like a cuckold. Think about Sawyer fucking your wife as you cum inside me,” she whispered.

It was all Parker could think of, and even as his desire washed away as the cum left his body it brought him pleasure to imagine the other man satisfying his wife.

Parker pulled out and rolled onto his back. Katherine rolled onto her side and rested her hand on his chest as she snuggled up next to him.

“You should text him tonight. Set up that date for this weekend,” he said.

“Are you sure?” Katherine asked.

He liked that she was checking in after his orgasm. She knew how men could be, how promises they make when they’re on the verge of a climax can’t always be trusted. Parker wanted her to make that date, though.

“Yes, I’m sure,” he said.

Katherine kissed his cheek and then rolled onto her back. “I’d like to cum. Would you be offended if I masturbated?” she asked.

“Not at all,” Parker said. “Can I help?”

“You know I love having my breasts played with. Would you like to do that?”

Parker rolled over and took one of Katherine’s nipples into his mouth as he rolled the other between his fingers. She reached between her legs and moaned as her fingers worked in slow circles around her clit. He knew she was thinking of Sawyer. He knew that in his wife’s head her bull was already in their bed and buried deep inside her.

His fear had come to pass. He wasn’t anywhere near as good in bed as Sawyer was. Katherine was right, though. It wasn’t a bad thing. It meant he was a cuckold, which is exactly what he wanted to be.