After a year of being a cuckold, I had been well groomed into the lifestyle by my wife and her bull. My role, as third leg on the stool, was simply to facilitate the affair between my wife, Judy, and Lloyd, the man I myself had asked to become her lover.
My worst fears had been realised in opening this Pandora’s box. My birthday present to my beloved wife, meant to be one-off, big cock sex had turned into an all-consuming affair that had changed all our lives.
I no longer had sex with Judy, that had been the first thing to go.
“Why would I let you only disappoint me with your pathetic little dick when Lloyd fucks me so expertly with his huge cock?” she had to explain.
Having seen them both in action, I could hardly disagree with her.
“In any case Lloyd says he doesn’t want you to fuck me anymore and he’s the boss,” she added.
Although, she preferred his cock and he had banned me from fucking my own wife, it didn’t prevent both of them for using me for oral sex. If anything, the demand on my lips, tongue and mouth had only increased and as it was the only sex I was having I’d got pretty good at it.
She had decided that she wanted to spend their anniversary of her first infidelity, alone with her bull. I was disappointed, I wouldn’t be there to see them making love but I hid it and helped her prepare for her date.
Almost as a friend, I had help to wash her, perfume her, do her make up and advise her what to wear from her growing range of sexy lingerie.
She looked so desirable wearing the bra, knickers, stockings and suspenders that I had helped choose for her. Sadly, I knew that it would be Lloyd, the real man, that was going to enjoy her, while I was working for him.
“He’s going to be here in twenty minutes, get me ready for him sweetheart, the way you do?” she asked as she sat, legs akimbo, her gusset pulled to one side.
Like a good cuckold I dutifully knelt between her legs and went down on her freshly-shaved and now noticeably stretched pussy. The taste and aroma of my wife’s pussy always got my little dick hard, straight away. In the past, I would play with myself as I pleased her but she had stopped me doing that so I would concentrate on satisfying her needs. With practiced skill I went to work on her clit, lips and hole and it wasn’t too long before Judy had her first warm-up orgasm.
“God, I want him so much, Jon, you understand why I want to be alone with him?” she confessed to me.
“Yes dear, tonight is your anniversary, you two enjoy celebrating your year together,” I dutifully replied, before I set off to pick him up for his date.
To show my enthusiasm as the willing cuckold, they insisted that I had to drive to Lloyd’s flat to pick him up, then chauffer him back to our marital bed to fuck my wife.
We lived close enough that he could easily have walked around to our house but they wanted me to run the risk of the neighbours knowing that I was “getting a man in” to do what I wasn’t capable of doing myself.
“Are you ready?” I’d called when he came to his door.
He opened the door with his fat semi hanging out of his flies.
I was amazed at his audacity exposing his huge penis standing at his front door.
“Come on in Jon, it’s not going to suck itself,” he teased.
Lloyd intended that I suck his fat cock, before I drove him back to my house to breed with my wife. He took great delight in not just owning Judy but pushing my boundaries to make me his bitch.
Having performed cunnilingus on my wife fifteen minutes before, my next task was to perform fellatio on her bull lover.
After a year I had learnt how to derive pleasure from sucking Lloyd’s eight inch cock. He was such a magnificent example of manhood. His cock and balls always neatly shaved, his organ long and thick enough to be a porn star. The penis everyman would want. I had been taught how to love it, so big, so manly, so powerful. It made me proud to serve such a fabulous specimen.
He liked his balls and shaft licked, his foreskin pulled right back and his thick knob sucked. Something I had been schooled into doing, just how he liked it. I soon had him at full attention, showing off its wicked upward curve and the wide ridge at the back of his thick shaft. Soon, I pushed my tongue into his slit and could taste his salty pre-cum.
“That’s enough for now,” he ordered, levering his erection back into his trousers, displaying an obscene man bulge.
Lloyd would always stop me just before he ejaculated, he liked to keep his man juice back to pump into Judy, knowing that I would devour it later that night when I cleaned her up.
The two of them had decided together that if they didn’t need me when they fucked, I was to make myself useful by cleaning Lloyd’s flat and doing his laundry.
When I worked on his flat for him he always played one of the videos that I had made of him fucking my wife. He said he didn’t want me to miss out on any of the action. As it was their anniversary, he had chosen one of my favourites where Judy had squirted for the first time when he fucked her.
He locked up and gave me his keys to his flat. I opened the back door of my car for him and he climbed in. I drove him back to our house where he got out and walked to our front door. Judy opened the door to welcome him dressed to thrill.
She looked every bit the slut that a year of big cock sex had crafted her into. Judy walked up to him and kissed him while he grabbed her bottom. She looked so fuckable, a pang of jealousy flushed through me but what was the point of being jealous, I knew I had already lost my wife to her well-hung bull.
The days when I got to watch them fuck every time were long gone. Now, I was invited beforehand, if my services were required for prepping, filming or humiliation. So, with my little dick hard, I drove back to Lloyd’s flat and let myself in with the keys I’d been handed.
The video showing on the big screen had reached the point where Lloyd was feeding his huge cock into my wife’s cunny from behind. One of the best scenes, The memory came flooding back when I heard the moans she made as he eased his fat cock in to her stretched hole .
As instructed, I stripped naked and put on my work gear, a black apron I’d brought with me, with the words “Happy Little Cuck” emblazoned in shocking pink. Just something else the two of them had dreamed up to humiliate me.
Having cleaned up the kitchen diner of his mess I moved onto his bedroom. It was like a teenager’s room, clothes on the floor and the bed not made. His black sheets were covered in white stains. I lifted them to my nose and sure enough there was the distinctive odour of his pungent cum. Either from sex with my wife or masturbation, he had marked his territory for me to find.
I was just changing Lloyd’s spunk-encrusted sheets when I heard a knock on the door of the flat. I panicked, I was naked wearing only a stupid apron, with the tent from my stiff little dick just visible. Quiet as a mouse, I tried to ignore it hoping they’d go away.
Unfortunately, from the lounge I could hear Judy’s screams of orgasmic delight, on the video, as Lloyd fucked her hard, deep and fast.
The banging on the door got louder.
“Come on you two fuckers! Open up, I can hear you in there,” a woman shouted.
I moved into the lounge and looked through the blinds. Banging on the door was an attractive red-head wearing a green and white patterned sundress. Her skin was pale coloured, a gorgeous thirty-something, full breasts with long red hair.
Judy continued to orgasm loudly on the TV screen but I couldn’t find the remote in the mess and chaos to switch it off.
“Open this bloody door!” she shrieked.
The racket she was making was going to attract the neighbours attention. All my clothes were in the garage. If anyone turned up to see what was going on, I would be exposed. I had no option but to let her in.
“Come in quickly,” I told her.
Her eyes took in the scene.
“My name’s Helen and I’m looking for Lloyd, who lives here. Who are you?” she enquired as she walked in and I closed the door behind her.
“I’m Jon, Lloyd’s cleaner,” I replied.
“Why are you dressed like that?” she asked. “Fuck me, you’re only wearing an apron.”
“He insists I dress like this,” I murmured.
“Happy Little Cuck,” she read. “Is Lloyd cuckolding you?”
My red face answered her question.
“So he fucks your partner while you clean up his flat?” Helen suggested.
“Wife,” I corrected.
“He’s got you well trained,” she laughed. “Give me a twirl”
By now I was so used to being ordered about by women. I turned around so she could see my arse hanging out at the back to confirm I was naked underneath.
“Wow, you really are naked,” she smirked.
“They have made me very compliant,” I admitted. “I do what I’m told.”
“Is that right? Come on then. I’d like you to lift your apron and show me your dick,” Helen commanded in a stern voice.
My will gone, I stood in front of her and lifted my apron to show her my proud 3.5″ boner.
Helen bent down to get a better look at my dinky little penis.
“Is that as big as he gets?” she asked in a motherly voice.
“Yes” I whispered.
“What a sweet little thing. You’re smaller than my hubby and he is tiny,” she mocked flicking the head of my dick with her practised finger, which made me lose my erection.
She moved into the lounge where she watched the video on the big screen with her mouth slightly open.
“So he let’s you watch porn while he fucks your wife?” she teased.
“Yes, but it’s not porn,” I mumbled.
Helen took a better look at the action.
“Wow, that’s Lloyd,” she cooed. “I recognise his cock from the pictures he’s sent me. And that must be your wife?”
“Judy, yes.” I replied.
“And I take it you are holding the camera?” she continued.
I nodded.
On the screen was the shot I had taken between Lloyd’s legs with his huge cock slamming into Judy’s pussy as he fucked her backwards. Judy was moaning with pleasure.
“Wow, she is loving it. I don’t blame her.” she remarked. “Do you get a look in?”
“Sadly not, I just get to watch and film them at it” I added.
“Having seen your little wee-wee, why am I not surprised,” the redhead mocked.
We both watched as Judy cried out as another orgasm washed over her and Lloyd timed his climax to match hers. We were treated to witness his balls rising in their sack and his backside twitching as he shot his cum into her well-fucked hole.
“Fuck, that’s hot! You can see his cock pumping out his seed,” she moaned and I had to agree with her. The raw sex from a hung bull and a wet and willing hot-wife had me hard again.
Having emptied his balls in my wife’s cunny, Lloyd withdrew his penis with a resounding plop to show Judy’s gaping vagina with his cream pie slowly dripping out. I knew what happened next in the film and I didn’t want her to see it. There was still no sign of the remote in all the clutter and I couldn’t even see the plug to pull it out of the wall.
“Do your job, hubby,” Lloyd mocked on the video and my stupid face appeared briefly as I handed over the camera to him, before going down on my wife’s buttered bun.
Helen’s reaction surprised me, she wasn’t disgusted, she kept her eyes fixed on my cleaning-up of my beloved wife as she sat down on the sofa in front of the screen. She slowly undid the buttons on the front of her sundress and slid her right hand inside her knickers onto her mound.
“You clean-up after them?” Helen asked, now flicking her panty covered clit. “You eat another guy’s cum out of your wife’s pussy?”
“Judy says it soothes her after he’s finished and it saves on all the mess if I swallow it instead of it dripping everywhere,” I answered.
“She sounds one house-proud lady. God, I’d love to get my husband to go down on me afterwards and eat my lover’s cum. What does it feel like being made to do that?” Helen asked.
“It just feels so natural. I couldn’t satisfy my wife with my small dick so I had to forget my pride and ask Lloyd to do it. He gives her something I never could. So the least I think I can do is to soothe my wife with my kisses and confirm his dominance over me by swallowing his cum,” I explained.
“You’re making me wet. You don’t mind if I see to myself?”
“Be my guest,” I answered.
She laughed as she stood up and pulled her panties off before sitting back down.
She opened her legs more so I got my first look at her pink pussy with her trimmed red pubes. Her hand returned to working her love button, as she watched me licking up Lloyd’s copious spunk.
“What else do you do for them?” she asked.
“It depends, today I helped get her ready for her date then came round here to tidy up while Lloyd is with Judy,” I answered. “Oh and I prepared both of them.”
“How do you mean, prepared?” Helen pressed me.
“Do I have to spell it out?” I asked, she nodded.
“I went down on Judy before he arrived,” I admitted. “And …”
“And?” Helen enquired raising an eyebrow.
“And I sucked Lloyd’s cock to get him hard for Judy,” I confessed.
“Fuck, they have got you well trained,” Helen said with a smirk as she sped up rubbing her clit.
“So why don’t you show me how good you have got at pussy licking?” she suggested opening her legs wider.
I didn’t need asked twice, I put a cushion on the floor between her legs and knelt down between her legs to suck my second pussy of the day. The bulb of her clit was slightly protruding from its hood as she toyed with it with two fingers. I find it best to start by licking a woman’s inner thighs first then as she responds move to her outer lips. A short time building her expectation is never wasted. I felt her hands on my hair guiding me. I opened my mouth licking her labia but avoided her clit. Next, I sucked both her inner lips into my mouth. Then, I gently pulled my head back stretching her flaps outwards. With my tongue, I then went in search of her pee-hole. Judy liked me to play with that part of her sex and Helen responded in the same way to my exploration.
Helen’s cunny tasted of pineapples a contrast to Judy’s more musky notes.
I know that kisses and tongue-flicks are great ways to really drive her mad with pleasure. So I spread them all over her labia and clit, but avoided directly stimulating her button, licking alongside it without making things too sensitive. I noticed a hair in my mouth, I quietly took it out with my fingers to find a curly ginger pube. Judy has me shave her bush but I can now say I’m a convert to trimmed red pubic hair.
Tasting her fruity nectar I slid my tongue in and out of her vagina and swirled it around just past her labia.
From the way her body moved and the encouraging moans she was making I knew she was ready for me to move on.
The only reason the clitoris is there is to give a woman pleasure. So her long slim clit was my next port of call. After blowing on it. I started by licking figures of eight on the hood of her clitoris. Sucking the little man in the boat into my mouth and very gently nibbling away. Settling into a slow steady rhythm I applied more pressure with my tongue working her clit.
“That’s it, just there,” she cooed as I hit her sweet spot.
I could feel her orgasm building and as she slowly approached it, she wrapped her legs around my neck to pull me harder into her sex. She held me so tightly it was getting difficult to breathe but I stuck to my task.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!” she gasped as her big O hit.
It was such a relief when I felt her orgasm rip through her and I could breathe again.
Helen pulled up her panties and closed her legs. Slowly buttoning back up her sundress.
“You could teach my husband a thing or two that was really great,” she laughed. “Your lucky wife gets the best of both worlds doesn’t she? Lloyd’s huge cock and your talented mouth.”
She ruffled my hair as a reward for a job well done.
“How did they train you to be so obedient and talented?” Helen inquired.
“I made the mistake of asking Lloyd to give her a birthday treat last year,” I answered.
“For some big cock sex you mean?” she asked.
“Yes but she got an appetite for it now she can’t live without it,” I honestly replied.
With their bullying, pleading and threatening they get me to do everything they want. They put me in a tiny chastity cage for a month and he had the key. Then if I don’t behave I get spanked which is humiliating at my age.”
“That’s harsh. Why don’t you leave her?” Helen pushed me for an answer.
“I love her and marriage isn’t just all about sex,” I replied. “Anyway when you’re hung like a hamster you have to expect that some bull is bound to come along and claim your wife as his own. It’s the law of the jungle. She has never been so happy in our married life so I suppose I must thank Lloyd for that at least.”
“So you said he made you suck his cock?” she pried.
“I didn’t take too much persuading when you have seen his huge cock in action. It is so manly, so powerful, I had to hold it, to serve it,” I admitted. “And as I had eaten his cum from Judy’s pussy, swallowing it from the pump was the next logical step.”
“So you just slid down a slippery slope? Are you happy then, in your new life, as a servant to two masters?” Helen pressed.
“You know, you’re the first person I have talked to about it. Cuckolds say “Happy wife, happy life” and I suppose that is how I see it. Judy is deliriously happy, which makes me happy and makes up for my shortfalls and Lloyd, well, he has a hot-wife and her cuckold who give him lots of sex to try and quell his insatiable lust,” I truthfully answered.
“I suppose that’s where he sees me and my husband come in,” she mused.
“How do you mean?” I asked.
“He thinks he can recruit me and Hugh as his second cuckold couple to take up the slack,” Helen clarified.
“Having seen him close up in action I’m sure he could manage it. He is a alpha male perfectly suited in his physique and temperament to his role as a bull. Judy struggles to keep up with him and he takes a lot of what he has left out on me. You know, he has a great way of training a cuckold that makes you think that is just the way things should naturally be. It’s not an easy task taking a wife away from her husband in front of him but Lloyd is a master at it. You could always use Lloyd to train your husband in the lifestyle. And you joining would be taking a lot of pressure off us, you’d be doing us both a favour. I can assure you, you are guaranteed life-changing sex from him,” I blurted out.
“He’s that good?” she asked biting her lip.
“Oh yes,” I replied. “He is the best. He will blow your socks off.” Then we both laughed.
“I’ve got to go,” she said. “Thanks for the chat and the use of your skilled mouth. Tell your Master I was here and I’m considering his offer.”
I had never thought of Lloyd as my Master but I could see how Helen made that mistake.
As I let her out I expected a kiss but she shook my hand instead, which seemed pretty strange to me, as if I had just given her business advice.
Having entertained Helen, I was behind with my housekeeping but I knew I didn’t need to hurry, they would be at it for hours. I washed, dried and ironed his clothes and bedding and made the bed. Cleared up and hoovered his kitchen, lounge and bedroom. Finally, finding the remote, I was able turned off their sex tape. I’d had enough reminders of them fucking together for one day.
So I sat in my apron and waited for them to finish, keeping my hands off my dick.
At ten o’clock, my mobile phone rang, it was Judy.
“Lloyd is ready for you to pick him up now.” my wife told me.
“I’ll just get dressed then I’ll drive over,” I replied.
“No he said to come as you are,” she insisted.
“But I’m only wearing the stupid apron you bought me,” I answered.
“You’re not going to spoil our anniversary are you?” Judy shouted down the phone.
“No, I wouldn’t spoil it for you I’ll be there in five minutes,” I acquiesced.
I locked the flat and threw my clothes into my car and drove bare foot and bare arsed back to my house.
Lloyd was kissing Judy in our front drive when I pulled in. He kissed her in the open, so blatantly, I’m sure by now all our neighbours must know that Judy had a lover.
He took his time kissing and fondling her before he got into the back of the car.
“Home Jeeves,” he joked. “Finished all your chores?”
“Yes,” I nodded. “You had a visitor, Helen a redhead. She said she was considering your offer.”
“I told you not to let anyone in.” he shouted angrily.
“She was hammering on the door making a scene,” I explained.
I could see in the rear view mirror he was steaming. When we got back to the flat I thought he would get out, leaving the door open for me to close as usual.
Instead he barked, “Inside!” and closed the door and locked it.
“How fucking dare you let anyone into my flat you tiny-dicked cunt,” he raged. “Take that apron off and stand in the corner.”
I did as I was told, I didn’t expect to be punished for helping to diffuse the situation. I should never have taken the initiative. Lloyd had retrieved a chair from the kitchen and set it in the lounge. I could hear him undoing his belt and zipper and sitting down.
“Come here and assume the position” he ordered.
I walked over to him as a genuine penitent. He was sitting on the chair his jeans around his ankles. His great cock pointing up between his legs. Punishing me always got him horny and that night was no exception.
I leant over his lap his rock hard cock crushing into my dick and stomach, such an intimate way to reassert his dominance. Helen was right. The strength of his turgid manly cock was showing my weak little dick why he was my master.
He started to spank my arse with his big hands
“Never, let, anyone, in, my, flat, again, without, my, permission,” he reiterated every word reinforced with a hard slap on my buttocks.
My backside was in hell but my dick was in heaven. As I squirmed on his lap I could feel our two very different man hoods, our two different roles in life, crashing together. I knew too well though that if I came with this stimulation, I would be in even more trouble so I composed myself and took my punishment like a man.
By the time he had spent his rage my backside was bright red.
“Now get off and you can finish your punishment,” he instructed.
I knelt in front of him took his hard cock in my mouth. Knowing my place in the universe, I hungrily sucked him off, swallowing his reduced cumload from servicing Judy. It didn’t take him long, the dominance he asserted over me through spanking always seemed to excite him.
“Don’t tell Judy about Helen or I’ll put you back in your cock cage and throw away the key,” he warned and I knew he meant it.
I was sent out naked to my car and the door slammed behind me. I dressed and drove home my bottom still burning from my spanking.
I reflected that It was worth the beating if Helen would share some of the load of Lloyd’s lust in the future.
Maybe, just maybe, he would eventually tire of fucking us, move on to Helen and Hugh and I could have my wife back.
