( True tale )

So recently my wife found a new shit. She'd started out envisioning our criterion cuckold situation with him—she'd be fawned over, the Samson would have it away her for hours while I watched or played a overtone role in helping them out when asked, and them at the end I'd get license to hitch off.

But a couple calendar week after we met, our new Bull reached out to me on social spiritualist and started asking about more detailed scenarios, what else I was into, if I liked watching more or if I wanted to participate more.

At showtime I thought this was kind of nice—I was getting something of a say in where the kinship would go. Maybe I'd get a little more of what really turned me on or we could research dynamics.

Part of what has happened is I've realized I'm far more subservient than I initially thought.

When we first spoke it was on the grounds of exploring what might turn us both on, but I think our Bull figured out I was more sprain on by being a beta, even being humiliated, by some of the things he asked

Initially I told him I just wanted to aid out with her : hold her pegleg open air for him, suck on her mammilla while he fucked her, lie beneath them in doggy, etc.

When that last one came up, he asked if I wanted to like her clit while he fucked her and I said I would hump to. Then he asked if I'd be okay with his stopcock basically rubbing against my backtalk."It's going to be right wing in your face. Probably a lot of contact. You okay with that ?"I told him I was and that I'm not squeamish.

But he pressed it further."Would you take turns between her clit and the calamus of my prick ? Just run your tongue along it ?"I kind of wavered mainly because I wasn't indisputable how my wife would feel."What about my balls ?"he asked."Would you go down on on them if I asked ?"Again, I wasn't sure. I said I could probably get into it but it would be variety of spur of the moment.

He continued to hold in in and our discussions would always quickly derive back to things like that. He started asking me"Have you ever rimmed a guy ?"and"have you ever sucked a pecker before ?"I haven't even though, as a cuck, it's often portrayed in the erotica I watch. I've never considered myself bi, but the thought of it was a little exciting. Instead of watching I'd be serving, not just her but him, too. Part of cuckolding I've always loved is the entry, giving away force to both my wife and her Bull.

After a few exchange about limits and ideas, he told me one day"God I'm shtup horny. I wish you and your wife could descend over."He made it clear he wasn't just asking for my married woman, he wanted me to come over, too. It felt like a prompt, so I said"Yeah I wish we could help out."

He responded"Maybe you can."Then he sent me a picture of his intemperate cock.

It's admittedly a huge turncock. Probably 9"or so with a ton of cinch. I honestly love looking at it and comparing it to my own, which is average to downstairs average girth and maybe 5"long.

After he sent the pic I said"Fuck that's a big cock."He agreed and asked what I'd do with if I was there with him. He asked"How would you feel ?"

Now at this point my heart was racing. He wasn't dirty talking about my wife. He wasn't asking me to secern him how I wanted him to fuck her and ascertain him debase her in shipway I couldn't. He wanted to know what I would do. Just me.

So I said"I'd probably feel short and embarrassed."He knows I like putz comparisons, so I said"I'd probably pull up my own out and see how fiddling it looked next to yours."

"It's a pitiful piffling cock"he told me, then asked"Are you hard ?"

I said yes I was. Admittedly I was playing with my cock. He said"Show me."

So I slipped my pants down and took a picture in the Sami way he did. My bridge player was wrapped around it and the tip barely popped out the top of my grasp.

He sent a"hahahaha"followed by"not quite the Same is it ?"

I said"no"and agreed that his was far more impressive. Then he said"Call me sir when you address me, cuck."

Sir was usually reserved for the sleeping room when we were in roll and this really got my center racing, so I typed"Yes sir."He said"Much effective"and then told me to flick my little cock and asked a few questions—"Do you like staring at my cock ?"“ Do you like being a little cuck ? You like knowing I fuck your wife better than you ever will ?"

I said"Yes, Sir"to everything he asked. I had no control over the conversation at this full stop. It was as if I was on my knees in front of him. I felt even if I wanted to say"No"he's just grab the back of my caput and ask again to get the answer he wanted. But I didn't really want to say no. I wanted him to ask more.

He took a picture from underneath his dick, from the advantage you'd have if he was about to lay it across your facial expression, and asked"What would you do if I stood over you like this ?"

I didn't know what else to say."I'd slide it in my mouth and suction it."

He sent a laughing emoji and said"I know you would. You made all that fuss about not being bi but I knew you wanted me to screw your mouth like a little bitch."

I wasn't sure what to say so I just responded"Yes, Sir."

"Send me another pic of your footling tool. Get on your stifle and depict me how footling it looks between your legs."

I got on my stifle in the bathroom and took a photo for him as he'd asked. My rooster was intemperate but still looked small in the exposure. He laughed again when he saw it and said"You want to be a soundly boy for me ?"

I said"Yes sir"again.

He responded"Get me off like a salutary cuck. I need to cum."

I wasn't sure what he wanted so I asked what he'd like me to do for him."How can I get you off, Sir ?"

"public lecture dirty to me. Send me exposure of your little cock and tell me how misfortunate you are."

I did as he asked. It started out with dim-witted sucking. I told him I wanted to get on my articulatio genus and glide as a great deal of his hammer in my mouth as would fit. I wanted him to force it down my throat and wanted my wife to watch him dominate me. Then he asked"What would you do while I was fucking her ?"

"Whatever you asked, Sir,"I said.

"If I had her barker, would you nurse on my balls ? Would you skid back and put your glossa in my ass if I told you to ?"

I didn't know what else to say. So I said"Yes, sir"yet again.

"I can't wait til I fuck your wife again"he said."I'm gon na lean forward and tell her your licking my ass while I'm stretching her out."The thought nearly sent me over the edge.

He asked for another photo and told me to get on my knees and put my ass in the air. I took a photo of myself in doggy with my face toward the camera. My petty stopcock was dangling between my branch. He laughed again and said"you really are a short trollop for me aren't you ?"

I said yes. Then he noticed the laundry lot next to the photo and said"Find a pair of your wife's dirty panties."

I reached over and looked through, finding a thong my wife had worn the day before. When I told him I found it he said"put them in your backtalk and get off me another photo."

I did as he asked and he responded"You look absolutely pathetic. I bet you'd let me stoop you over and get laid you if I told you to propagate your ass for me."

I wasn't sure what to say, but this prison term I said"I've never had sex with a guy before."

He said"Who said anything about sex ?"He seemed annoyed."I don't want to have sex with you. I want to show your wife that you're a good slut that does as you're told for your Bull."

I waited. Wasn't sure what to say.

"That means if I fuck you it's because I just want to cum. I'm using you like a fleshlight and when I'm done you say thank you and leave. So I'm going to ask you again—if I said to get on your articulatio genus and scatter your ass and consume my pecker, what do you say ?"

"Yes, Sir"was all I could muster.

"commodity. Now get in doggy, dramatic play with your ass, and take another flick so I can cum."

I did as he said and when he saw the picture he noticed the panties on the storey next to me."hahaha wait. Put on her scanty and then take another photo."

I felt humiliated, but at the same meter my cock was rock hard and my heart was pounding. I did as I was told, slipped the thong on, and get on my knees to take a picture.

"goodness boy"he said."Perfect lilliputian cuck where he's supposed to be. Ready to be fucked if I want to use him."He told me he was jerking his cock harder at that degree and wanted me to mouth dirty to him so he could cum and also warned me not to cum until he was finished with me.

So I started by telling him what I wanted him to do with my wife. Wanted him to stretch her out, make her moan and thigh-slapper, exhaust her so she had no use for me.

Then he prodded me again."How's she going to feel when she knows you like wearing her panties and sucking turncock ?"

"I'm not sure,"I said.

"I think you know,"he said."She's going to laugh at you and be embarrassed at how pathetic you are. You're on the floor wearing a dirty thong and fingering your own ass for her Bull."

I said yes sir again.

Then he led me again."What are you going to do when I cum in her next time ?"

Before he'd worn a condom and had pulled out and cum on her bosom. That was form of what we normally did but we'd discussed other ideas, though prophylactic were always included if expressed curiosity about cleaning up and my wife had told me she'd be interested in the rectify situation. But this was a whole unlike floor. I tried to deflect.

"Well she always requires condoms."

He sent a laughing emoji."But you don't want that do you ?"

Admittedly the idea of literal cum inside her turned me on.

"It would be pretty hot if you were able to cum in her"I said.

"And when she lets me, you want to eat it out don't you ?"

I did. I absolutely wanted to eat it out of her and strip up."Yes sir. I want to swallow all of it."

He sent another laughing emoji."You won't get all of it out of there but you have my permission to work out up whatever drizzles out. Is she on nascency control ?"

I told her she wasn't.

"But you haven't been able to get her pregnant have you ?"

Again I said"No."admittedly, I hadn't been able-bodied to.

"You know why ? Because your tiny cock can't actually dawn her neck and get the cum where it needs to be. upright to know this because now I can get some in there for you. You want to see her meaning ?"

I said"Yes, Sir"yet again.

He laughed yet again."Savior Christ this is nifty. distinguish me what you are."

"I'm a cuck, sir"I said.

"No. Not good enough. recite me what you are so I can cum. narrate me what you want so I can finish."

I decided what he wanted was a retread of the conversation. My little stopcock was throbbing as I typed."Im a sissyish cuck and I want your cock in my rima oris. I want you to bed me in front of my married woman so she can see what a sissy I am. I want to puzzle out up your cum when you're done and I want you to get my wife pregnant because I can't."

There was a interruption for a couple second. I sat quietly on my knee playing with myself waiting for a response. Then finally"fuck that was a good orgasm."

Part of me hoped we'd go back to normal chatting, like"ha that was fun to office play."But he didn't say anything else for a moment so I asked"Am I allowed to cum, Sir ?"

Again another intermission. He wasn't close to as responsive. Then"Sure you can cum."

It seemed terse and short."However I want ?"I was expecting something extravagant, something still in role.

"I don't fucking care what you do with your little cock"was what I got back.

I said"Yes sir"back and started to jerk off. It took me mere moments to cum. It dribbled out of my dick and onto the level. I convulsed, instantly feeling like I'd been used. As I caught my breathing space he sent another message."Gon na tell your married woman what a secure little trollop you are ?"

"I'm not sure, Sir"I said.

"Lol did you cum"

I told him I had and said thank you.

"Lick it up"was the live thing he sent me. I did as he asked, licking my cum off the trading floor, then took off my panties.

I sent"glad I could serve you cum, Sir"before hopping in the shower. When I was done he hadn't responded so I said"I'll try to work out up the courage to tell my wife."Still nothing.

A few time of day passed. goose egg. I sent another message telling him I hadn't told my married woman everything but had mentioned we talked about cuckolding some more. Still nothing.

The next day I finally got a message back."Don't William Tell her yet. It'll be our secret. Wait til I'm fucking her again and then just come over and go down on my dick at some point. I'll narrate her during sex that you love my cock almost as much as she does lol."

I said"Yes sir"back but again heard nothing. A few days passed. He'd been messaging my wife about another get together. They weren't able to coordinate their agenda though so they agreed on something later, though he called her that night and told her to masturbate for him while I sat in the corner.

The next day I had employment off and was on the couch and felt my telephone buzz."What are you up to ?"

"nothing lots"I said."Just sitting on the couch."

"Did you like watching your wife live night ?"he asked.

"Yeah it was really hot."

"Did you like hearing her groan thinking about my cock ?"

I said I did, though it wasn't as salutary as watching the real thing.

"Oh I know that's what you like"he said. Then sent a pic of his cock. He was rock hard again."How's that make you feel ?"

I admitted I liked looking at it.

"Where's ( wife ) at ?"he asked.

"Out running errands"I said.

"good. Be a thoroughly little bitch, go upstair, and put your pantie on. I want another orgasm."

I wasn't sure what else I could say, so I just typed"Yes, sir."

not my floor, but to unspoilt not to portion