Our next encounter was a week later.
Sarah was buzzing after our initial meeting, and her cuckold, she tells me, had convinced himself it was a one off, a phase, and having made it happen she’d move on.
So I can only imagine his horror at the knock at the door, Sarah smiling, jumping up and letting me in. I could certainly see the embarrassment on his face as we walked into the room, him still on his back on the living room floor, wrists bound behind his back, caged and knickers but otherwise naked, pussy juices across his mouth where Sarah had clearly been straddling his face.
She turned and we kissed deeply as he struggled on the floor, and then walked over, lifting her skirt as she sat down on his chest.
“This time cuck I want you to watch closely, this’ll be your job soon” she said. I half smiled, walking over and stood in front of her, letting her lean forward over him to undo my belt, push my trousers and pants to the floor freeing my cock above his face.
“See cuck? This is what I want. Not you.” She smiled as she said it, her hand gliding along my shaft, cupping my balls, gently pulling me forward. His sigh of frustration was audible and she smiled again as she pulled back my foreskin, kissed the tip of my cock, looked down at her cuckold and then deepthroated me. All the way down. The pleasure was immense, nose touching my pelvis, her throat gently stretched around my cock head.
Holding my hips she began working her mouth up and down my shaft, long strokes, drooling as she did so - running down her chin and dripping onto his face, helpless as he was made to watch.
There was no way I’d last long with this treatment; i told her I was about to cum and she moved back, holding the tip of my cock against her pursed lips as she wanked my shaft, and I exploded - ribbon after ribbon of hot, fresh semen ejaculated straight into her mouth.
She leaned back, another moan from cuck as he realised what was to come. Grabbing his cheeks and forcing his mouth open she leaned forward, pursing her lips, dribbling my spunk into his mouth, before leaning down and kissing him hard, holding him there, again forcing him to swallow. Breaking contact, lifting her head, she laughing at him as she said “That’s what real cum tastes like cuck - get used to it”, before sitting back up and shuffling forward, once again trapping his head between her thighs. “Now carry on servicing me”.
I pulled up my trousers, kissed her on the head and left them; her smiling, breathing heavily, him smothered and forcibly growing accustomed to his new role… |
