Putting Her Bull's Load Where it Belongs

Strangely enough, it's the kissing between your wife and her bull that ignites a far greater sense of insecurity than anything else.

You know why, though. The kissing is the only thing she seems to truly lose herself in. She almost always pays you some attention when he's fucking her or when she's sucking his cock, but not when she's kissing him.

Right now they're kissing in your bed. She's naked. He's naked. She's wet. He's hard. Soon they'll be fucking. Her hand is around his cock, which is still slick with your saliva. You fluffed him like a good cuck while they fooled around on the couch. You got him hard for your wife. Rock hard.

Now you're on your knees by the side of the bed. Your hands are clasped behind your back. Your cock is locked in a small pink cage. It's a relatively new addition to the cuckold ritual you and your wife observe when her bull comes over. You like it, though. You like how your cock stays small and useless while his gets long and thick and hard before it enters your wife. You like how the cage makes it perfectly clear who the real man in the room is.

They both look at you as they come up for air from their furious make out session. Your wife glances at your caged cock and smiles. You look down and see a long string of precum reaching to the hardwood floor of your bedroom.

"Clean it up, cuck," she demands.

You scoop up what you can and suck it off your fingers. Then you bend over and lick it off the floor while they chuckle. You hear her moan. When you look up you see that his lips are sealed around one of her nipples as he grasps her wondrous D cup breast in his strong hand.

"Thank you for being such a good cocksucker, my love," she says as two of his fingers move into her pussy.

"It was my pleasure."

She laughs softly. "I know it was. I saw your worthless locked up cock dripping as you blew him."

Again your beautiful wife glances at your cage. This time, though, your gaze remains on her, on the man sucking on her tits, on her hand around his cock, on his fingers moving in and out of her pussy. The sounds of foreplay are glorious and contribute to the overwhelming sense of arousal rushing through your body.

"Does it feel good to be on your knees by our bed, my love?" she asks.

You nod. "It does. Thank you for putting me here. Thank you for letting me watch."

"You're welcome."

He comes up for air and kisses your wife. She closes her eyes and opens her mouth. You watch their tongues entwine as she strokes his dick a little faster and with a slightly tighter grip.

Soon they both look at you. The seconds tick by without anyone saying a word.

Then, her bull asks, "Do you ever feel bad for him?"

"I can see why you'd ask, but no. Never."

He kisses her neck, though he looks at you with one eye. "Never? Not even when his cock is locked in that tiny pink cage and he's got my dick in his mouth?"

He slips a third finger into your wife's pussy and she arches her back and moans as his thumb finds her clit.

"Not even then," she says softly. "Most men would hate to be locked in a cage and made to suck the dick of the man that's going to fuck their wife, but my husband is not most men. My husband likes it. I didn't force him into that cage. I simply bought it, put it on the bed, and asked him to put it on. He locked up his dick because he knows it's worthless."

You feel a wondrous tingling sensation between your legs. You look down to see that more precum has exited the tip of your tiny, flaccid, caged cock and created a small puddle on the floor.

"Is that right?" her bull asks as he looks at you. "Is your dick worthless?"

"Yes, it is," you admit. "It can't pleasure my wife. It's not big enough. It cums too quickly. It's never been good enough for her and she deserves to be fucked by someone like you. Someone with far more size and skill than I possess. She deserves to be worshiped by me, to be doted on, to be given all that she desires in this world, including a vastly superior man to fuck her when she craves it."

"Do you crave it right now?" her bull asks. "Do you want my cock inside you?"

"I do. I know you can feel how badly I want you. I know you can feel how wet I am for you. I don't get wet like that for him. I never have. That's for you, baby. That's all for you."

He pulls his fingers from her pussy and feeds them into her mouth. She arches her back while sucking her juices off his flesh. He kisses her neck and she moans, a sound that he matches as her fingers find their way around his dick to stroke him a little, to express her need for him, her desire to have him inside her.

He moves between her legs and she spreads her thighs, welcoming him between them. They kiss as she guides him into her pussy. She moans into his mouth. You watch her face from your place on the floor. You love this moment. You love the intensity of her pleasure as he enters her. You love how good it makes her feel to be filled by a vastly superior cock.

Once inside her, his cock remains still. He grasps one of her breasts and kisses her neck. She looks to you and smiles.

"How long has it been, my love, since I granted you the pleasure of my pussy?"

"Almost six months," you answer.

He pulls out and slowly fills her. She moans. You feel jealous and thoroughly aroused.

"I think it might be a lot longer than that before I let you inside me again," she says. "In fact, I might never let your worthless little dick in my pussy again."

More precum drips from your cock. She often threatens not to let you fuck her again, but the longer she's with her bull, the more likely it seems that she might go through with it. At the very least you suspect that you won't experience the joy of your wife's wet, perfect pussy again while she's with her bull.

"Clean up your mess, my love. Our floors are lovely and I don't want your precum staining them," she instructs.

Once more you collect your precum and lick it from your fingers. You do so while another man fucks your wife, while he does so at an ever increasing pace, while her moans get louder, while the sounds of sex get louder.

You back up and bend over. You lick your precum from the floor, leaving it shiny and clean. You do so over and over to make sure you get it all. Your dick throbs in its little pink cage as you lick up your mess. Your wife moans louder.

You sit back on your knees right as she has her first orgasm. You see her face contort with pleasure. You see her back arch a little. You hear her glorious, ecstatic cries of joy as she cums with another man's cock inside her.

Soon after they switch positions. Your wife gets on top. She takes her bull inside her. She slowly settles on his cock. Then she turns her attention to you.

"Suck on his toes while I ride him, my love."

You stand. You move to the foot of the bed. You suck on her bull's toes while you watch her ride him. It's humiliating, but it's your place. You don't get to choose how your evening unfolds. That's up to your wife and her bull. You're a cuckold, which means your job is to do exactly as you're told. If you don't, you get kicked out of the room for the rest of the night, which would mean you don't get to enjoy any of the pleasures of being a cuck, like watching your wife have multiple orgasms on another man's superior cock.

She cums while you're sucking his toes. Her second orgasm is louder than the first. Her ass cheeks tremble from the intensity of her climax.

After cumming, she leans forward. You see her ass cheeks part. You stare at her perfect asshole.

"Eat my ass, my love," she says before embarking on a long, slow, beautiful kiss with her bull.

You crawl forward. You press your face between her ass cheeks. You eat her ass, as instructed. You flick your tongue back and forth over it. You kiss it, too, because you love to show affection for her anus as you would with any other part of her body.

You feel her bull's hand on the back of your head. He applies pressure, smothering you with her beautiful ass cheeks. You hear him chuckle. You feel the heat of her pussy and his cock against your chin. You are little more than a tool for their pleasure in these moments, but that's your place as a cuckold.

"That's enough, my love. You may return to your place on the floor."

You back out of the bed. You get on your knees. You crawl to your place. Your wife climbs off her bull. They cuddle and kiss and fool around for a bit. You watch. They pay you no attention, though.

Eventually they fuck once more. This time in doggystyle. She's facing you. He takes her from behind while she looks down at you.

"Stand up, my love," she says.

You stand and she beckons you to approach the bed. She reaches out and cups your balls and caged cock while he fucks her from behind. He gives her ass a good smack and she does the same for your cock. She laughs and then moans as he fucks her harder. She smacks your caged dick again, treating it like an object of derision because that's what it is, at least when she’s in a naughty mood. Your cock has caused your wife a great deal of frustration, after all. She suffered through nearly five years of inadequate sex before you suggested she find a lover. Now your caged dick is getting slapped around while a superior man fills her pussy with long, hard, deep thrusts.

"Are you close?" she asks her bull.

"I am."

"I want you to cum on his worthless caged cock."

You feel a touch of angst. You look up to see him smiling. He likes the idea. You don't. That doesn't matter, though. You don't get a choice.

"Get on your back in the bed, my love," she says. "I want your ass right at the edge of the mattress."

You do as you're told. Your ass nearly hangs over the edge of the bed. He pulls out and your wife crawls forward. She lifts your legs and spreads them. You feel deeply vulnerable. Her bull comes around the bed and steps closer. You feel a brief moment of panic at the idea that he might just slide into your ass. He certainly could in that position.

He doesn't, though. Instead, he strokes himself while aiming his cock at your caged dicklet. Your wife leans in while holding your legs and kisses him. Their tongues entwine beautifully as a deep sense of humiliation washes over you.

"Paint his worthless dick with your load," she says softly. "Show him who the real man is in our bedroom."

His cock head swells up. A huge volley of cum launches from the tip. It lands on your caged cock, your balls, your stomach, and your thigh. A dozen more follow, leaving your flaccid dicklet covered in his seed. It's a spectacular mess and you remain still on your back with your legs up and spread to give him full access. Your wife smiles gleefully as her bull has done precisely what she requested.

When he's finished cumming, he slaps his dick against your cage a few times and steps back with a satisfied smile on his face. Your wife lets your legs go - you keep holding them up - and slips out of bed. She gets on her knees in front of him and looks up while taking his cock in her mouth and sucking the remaining bits of cum off of it. As he goes soft, she manages to throat him several times, showing her appreciation for his talents, which are vast when it comes to satisfying her.

While you remain on your back in the bed, your wife stands and strides into your closet as her bull steps into the bathroom. You've not been instructed to move, so you stay where she left you for a few minutes.

She emerges from the closet wearing her strapon. Your asshole tightens at the sight of the lifelike cock gently bouncing with every step she takes towards the bed.

"Don't worry, my love," she says. "This won't hurt. In fact, it will feel good, just like the last time I fucked you."

The strapon is another new addition. You've been fucked a few times now. The first time hurt. The second time was better, though, as she used quite a bit of lube to make entry easy.

Your wife approaches the bed while stroking her cock. You hold your legs up, keeping them spread and leaving you in that same intensely vulnerable state. The fact that she's now wearing a cock makes you feel slightly more feminine, though that makes sense since you're about to be penetrated like a woman.

You expect your wife to retrieve the lube from the nightstand, but she has other plans.

She rubs the head of her strapon dildo through her bull's cum. She collects it from your thighs and balls, then she gathers more with her fingers and spreads it over the cock that will soon be inside you.

Every fiber of your being wants to argue against his cum being pushed into your ass via her strapon. You fight against those desires, choosing instead to accept that you're not in control, that you're a cuckold, that your wife and her bull choose how your sex life unfolds.

"You don't have to be scared," she says, seemingly reading your discomfort. "You've taken his cum down your throat countless times. You've nourished yourself by sucking his loads out of my pussy, by licking them off my tits and ass and stomach, by taking a few cumshots directly from his cock and swallowing. You've learned to express your gratitude, too, because you've come to understand that a cuckold should consider himself lucky if he's permitted to consume the cum of a superior man."

"I do consider myself lucky," you say.

She rubs the head of her cock over your asshole. You feel the warmth of his cum against your tight anal ring. She applies pressure. You open up a little. It hurts, but less than it did the first time. She gathers more of his cum from your caged cock and uses her fingers to spread it over your asshole as she takes half a step back.

"This is a natural evolution, my love," your wife says. "His cum has been absorbed by your stomach, but now it's time for your ass to absorb some of it. It's time for you to experience the joy of your fuck hole taking some of his load. It's time to experience the pleasure of having a real man's cum in your asshole. Most importantly, it's time for you to begin training to take a good fucking from my bull, to take a fucking and a seeding."

She slides into your ass as you grapple with the notion that her bull will be fucking you at some point. You tense up and the penetration hurts more than it should. She holds up your legs and you grip the bed sheets, holding tight as you try and breathe through the pain.

"Just relax, my love," she says softly as every inch of her cock rests inside you. "His cum is inside you now. His cum is in your ass. His warm, thick, salty, superior cum is in your tight little asshole. This is how it should be. This is your place."

Your wife begins to fuck you as the bathroom door opens. You turn and see him walking towards the bed with a smile on his face. His cock is flaccid, but it's still quite large and it swings gently from side to side. His presence significantly deepens your humiliation, to the point that you turn away from him and focus on your wife.

To your delight, she looks thrilled to be fucking you, to be pushing his cum inside you with her cock. You see the pleasure on her face. You're fairly certain it's sexual in nature, too, and you wonder if her harness is somehow rubbing against her clit.

"Why don't you mount his face, baby," she says to her bull. "Fuck his mouth while I fuck his ass. Let's really put him in his place before you fuck me again."

Her bull crawls into the bed. He straddles your chest as she fucks you. He inches forward until his dick is resting on your chin. He falls forward to his hands and knees, guides his cock into your mouth, and begins to fuck your face.

You have two cocks inside you. One is pushing cum into your ass. The other is working towards an erection in your mouth so it can fuck your wife. Your cock is soft and caged and won't be getting hard again for quite some time, as your wife believes that a cuckold is on his best behavior when he's denied orgasms for a very long time.

"Did she tell you that I'll be fucking you before long, cuckold?" her bull asks.

You moan around his cock.

He laughs. "I was surprised when she mentioned it, if I'm being honest. I like the idea of putting you in your place, though. Of fucking you while your wife watches. Of making you take my dick like a cuck bitch, of feeding a thick load into your ass while your beautiful wife watches and plays with her pussy."

She fucks you harder. She moans. His cock slides deep into the back of your mouth and you gag. You spit up. It runs down your chin and cheeks. Your eyes water. It's all quite exhausting and humiliating, and yet you take it all because it's your place.

Eventually your wife pulls out and smacks your ass a few times. Her bull pulls out of your mouth. You sit up and rest your feet on the floor. Your wife is smiling at you.

"You have another man's cum in your ass, my love," she says. "Which is right where it should be. He's going to put his next load in my pussy, though, and you're going to lick it out of me and then thank him for the pleasure of cleaning me."

"I will," you say.

She kisses you softly and with a hint of tongue. "Get on your knees and make sure you lick up any precum that drips from your cock."

You slide out of the bed and onto your knees. Your fingers collect the precum that formed at the tip of your cock. You collect what remains of his load, too, and watch as your wife removes her harness and dildo and leaves them on the floor.

"You'll clean my cock in the bathroom after he fucks me, my love," she says while crawling into the bed. "For now, though, I want you to watch as a real man fucks your wife and empties his balls deep into her pussy."

There's nothing you'd rather do.