You’ll Have to Be Her Cuck and Serve Like a Good Boy

Some women marry a man with a small cock because everything else is so good. The sex is even pretty good, so they figure that they’d rather have all the good stuff and skip out on enjoying a man with a big cock.

She’s not one of those women. You were enamored the moment you met her. She was charming, brimming with confidence, and sexy as hell. You were a little surprised she was willing to go home with you, in fact.

You fooled around in your living room first. She was a great kisser and you felt like you were doing a really good job too. She urged you to play with her tits and moaned in delight when you pushed your fingers into her bra and gently teased her nipples.

When her hand moved between your legs you got nervous. You know you’re not working with much down there and you’re always a little apprehensive when a woman is about to discover your little cock for the first time.

She didn’t really react when she ran her fingers over your small erection through your pants. Maybe she couldn’t tell how small it was. Maybe she didn’t care.

She was the one that wanted to move things to the bedroom. You couldn’t believe you were about to get lucky with this gorgeous, vivacious girl.

Then you pulled your pants down and revealed your cock. You thought maybe she’d stroke you a little or even take you in her mouth. You didn’t think she’d laugh at you. That’s what she did though.

“Oh no, I’m sorry, but no,” she said. Then she laughed again. “I know you’ve probably been with women that are okay with having that little thing inside them, but I’m not one of those women. I have standards.”

Humiliation. That’s what you felt. Humiliation at having your fears over your size confirmed. Humiliation at a woman laughing at you.

She moved towards you, smiling with each step. “You’re not going soft,” the beautiful girl said as she ran her fingers over your chest. “Most guys would have.”

She was right. You weren’t going soft. If anything, you were harder.

She leaned in. You felt her soft blonde hair against your face and her breath against your cheek as she whispered, “Do you like it when I demean your cock? Do you like being told you have a small penis and that there’s no chance I’m going to let you fuck me?”

“Yes,” you answered. She’d uncovered a secret you’d long harbored. She’d uncovered your desire to be told that your cock wasn’t up to snuff.

“Then you can be of some use to me,” she said as her fingers delicately danced over the tip of your small cock. “You’ll never fuck me – your cock isn’t worthy of my pussy – but you can be my cuckold. Would you like that?”

“What would that mean?” you asked.

“It means you do exactly as I say. It means you submit. It means you acknowledge that your cock is worthless to me and that you don’t even deserve to masturbate in my presence. It means that if you’re a very good boy you’ll be given the chance to worship my pussy with your tongue. Would you like that? Would you like to worship my pussy?” she asked as her fingers wrapped around your cock.

“Yes,” you said.

“Of course, a cuckold does more than worship pussy,” she said as she gently ran her fingernails over your balls.

You shuddered in pleasure as she made you feel so vulnerable. She could do anything she wanted at that moment. You were so eager to please you would have agreed to any request.

“Sometimes my pussy is going to be filled with another man’s cum and it’s my cuckold’s job to clean it out. Will you do that? Will you take your place between my legs and lick my lover’s cum out of me? Will you swallow his cum for me?” she asked as she gently squeezed your balls.

The idea seemed equal parts abhorrent and arousing. The notion of submitting to this beautiful girl that held your testicles in her hand kept you stiff. The notion of swallowing another man’s cum was at least a little nauseating. You couldn’t help but agree to it. “Yes, I’ll swallow his cum for you. I’ll clean your pussy when another man makes it messy with his cum.”

She released your balls and stepped in front of you again. You watched as the beautiful, dominant blonde pushed a hand into her panties and moaned. Her fingers emerged slick with her juices. “Suck them clean,” she said while pressing them into your mouth.

You opened to receive her three fingers and sucked them clean like you were told. She pushed them in and out of your mouth, even hitting the back of your throat once and triggering a very mild gag reflex.

“We’ll have to work on that,” she said after you gagged. “After all, my cuckold has to be an excellent cocksucker.”

Your eyes went wide at the word.

“Oh sweetie, does that come as a surprise to you? It shouldn’t. Did you think it would be all pleasure for you? Lots of pussy eating and watching me have sex? No, you need to work for it, and working for it means wrapping those lips of yours around my man’s big cock and sucking him until he’s nice and hard. You’ll clean him off when he’s done fucking me, too. Is that going to be a problem for you?” she asked while slipping three fingers into her pussy again.

You watched her masturbate as you considered your answer. You’d never felt so aroused. You’d never been teased for so long. Usually you just whipped out your cock and came as quickly as possible. This was different. This was a blissful form of kink play. You had to have more.

“No, it won’t be a problem for me,” you finally answered. “I’ll suck cock for you.”

“Good boy,” she said while pulling her fingers out of her pussy and panties and shoving them back into your mouth. “We’re going to have so much fun together.”