wifes lover training me, not my story, but to good not to share
(True story)
So recently my wife found a new Bull. She’d started out envisioning our standard cuckold situation with him—she’d be fawned over, the Bull would fuck her for hours while I watched or played a partial role in helping them out when asked, and them at the end I’d get permission to jerk off.
But a couple weeks after we met, our new Bull reached out to me on social media 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 first I thought this was kind of nice—I was getting something of a say in where the relationship would go. Maybe I’d get a little more of what really turned me on or we could explore dynamics.
Part of what has happened is I’ve realized I’m far more submissive 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 turned on by being a beta, even being humiliated, by some of the things he asked
Initially I told him I just wanted to help out with her: hold her legs open for him, suck on her nipples 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 love to. Then he asked if I’d be okay with his cock basically rubbing against my lips. “It’s going to be right 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 alternate between her clit and the shaft of my cock? Just run your tongue along it?” I kind of wavered mainly because I wasn’t sure how my wife would feel. “What about my balls?” he asked. “Would you suck on them if I asked?” Again, I wasn’t sure. I said I could probably get into it but it would be kind of spur of the moment.
He continued to check in and our discussions would always quickly come back to things like that. He started asking me “Have you ever rimmed a guy?” and “have you ever sucked a cock before?” I haven’t even though, as a cuck, it’s often portrayed in the porn 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 submission, giving away power to both my wife and her Bull.
After a few exchanges about limits and ideas, he told me one day “God I’m fucking horny. I wish you and your wife could come over.” He made it clear he wasn’t just asking for my wife, 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 hard cock.
It’s admittedly a huge cock. Probably 9” or so with a ton of girth. I honestly love looking at it and comparing it to my own, which is average to below 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 tell him how I wanted him to fuck her and watch him stretch her in ways I couldn’t. He wanted to know what I would do. Just me.
So I said “I’d probably feel inadequate and embarrassed.” He knows I like cock comparisons, so I said “I’d probably pull my own out and see how little it looked next to yours.”
“It’s a pathetic little 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 photo in the same way he did. My hand 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 bedroom when we were in roll and this really got my heart racing, so I typed “Yes sir.” He said “Much better” and then told me to jerk 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 point. 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 head 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 cock, from the vantage you’d have if he was about to lay it across your face, 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 suck 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 fuck 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 little cock. Get on your knees and show me how little it looks between your legs.”
I got on my knees in the bathroom and took a photo for him as he’d asked. My cock was hard but still looked small in the photo. He laughed again when he saw it and said “You want to be a good boy for me?”
I said “Yes sir” again.
He responded “Get me off like a good 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?”
“Talk dirty to me. Send me photos of your little cock and tell me how pathetic you are.”
I did as he asked. It started out with simple sucking. I told him I wanted to get on my knees and slide as much of his cock 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 doggy, would you suck on my balls? Would you slide back and put your tongue 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 gonna 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 picture of myself in doggy with my face toward the camera. My little cock was dangling between my legs. He laughed again and said “you really are a little slut for me aren’t you?”
I said yes. Then he noticed the laundry pile 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 mouth and send me another photo.”
I did as he asked and he responded “You look absolutely pathetic. I bet you’d let me bend you over and fuck you if I told you to spread your ass for me.”
I wasn’t sure what to say, but this time 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 knees and spread your ass and take my cock, what do you say?”
“Yes, Sir” was all I could muster.
“Good. Now get in doggy, play with your ass, and take another picture so I can cum.”
I did as he said and when he saw the picture he noticed the panties on the floor next to me. “hahaha wait. Put on her panties and then take another photo.”
I felt humiliated, but at the same time 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.
“Good boy” he said. “Perfect little 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 point and wanted me to talk 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 scream, 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 cock?”
“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 tits. That was kind of what we normally did but we’d discussed other ideas, though condoms were always included if expressed curiosity about cleaning up and my wife had told me she’d be interested in the right situation. But this was a whole different level. 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 actual 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 clean 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 lick up whatever drizzles out. Is she on birth 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 to.
“You know why? Because your tiny cock can’t actually penetrate her cervix and get the cum where it needs to be. Good to know this because now I can get some in there for you. You want to see her pregnant?”
I said “Yes, Sir” yet again.
He laughed yet again. “Jesus Christ this is great. Tell me what you are.”
“I’m a cuck, sir” I said.
“No. Not good enough. Tell me what you are so I can cum. Tell me what you want so I can finish.”
I decided what he wanted was a recap of the conversation. My little cock was throbbing as I typed. “Im a sissy cuck and I want your cock in my mouth. I want you to fuck me in front of my wife so she can see what a sissy I am. I want to lick up your cum when you’re done and I want you to get my wife pregnant because I can’t.”
There was a pause for a couple minutes. I sat quietly on my knees 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 role play.” But he didn’t say anything else for a moment so I asked “Am I allowed to cum, Sir?”
Again another pause. 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 cock and onto the floor. I convulsed, instantly feeling like I’d been used. As I caught my breath he sent another message. “Gonna tell your wife what a good little slut 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 last thing he sent me. I did as he asked, licking my cum off the floor, then took off my panties.
I sent “glad I could help you cum, Sir” before hopping in the shower. When I was done he hadn’t responded so I said “I’ll try to work up the courage to tell my wife.” Still nothing.
A few hours passed. Nothing. I sent another message telling him I hadn’t told my wife everything but had mentioned we talked about cuckolding some more. Still nothing.
The next day I finally got a message back. “Don’t tell her yet. It’ll be our secret. Wait til I’m fucking her again and then just come over and suck my cock at some point. I’ll tell 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 schedules 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 work off and was on the couch and felt my phone buzz. “What are you up to?”
“nothing much” I said. “Just sitting on the couch.”
“Did you like watching your wife last night?” he asked.
“Yeah it was really hot.”
“Did you like hearing her moan thinking about my cock?”
I said I did, though it wasn’t as good 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 good little bitch, go upstairs, and put your panties on. I want another orgasm.”
I wasn’t sure what else I could say, so I just typed “Yes, sir.”