Be Careful What You Wish For: A Cuckold's Story

by J. W. McKenna

  “Uh, yeah.”

  “Say, ‘Yes, Bull.’”

  Rick gritted his teeth. “Yes, Bull.”

  “Good.” He dropped the belt on the coffee table like a threat. Rick’s eyes went to it.

  * * *

  Liz rubbed her sore bottom and stared at the sight before her. Her husband was becoming a sissy boy in front of her eyes. He looked cute and vulnerable in her off-white panties. They fit him quite well.

  “He looks good in those,” she said.

  “Someone might as well wear them, since you ain’t gonna need them anymore.”

  “Even when I go out, like to the grocery store?”

  He grinned. “Even then. I want you naked underneath your dress or skirt. And no pants or shorts!”

  “Okay, Bull,” she said as that familiar feeling rose up from her pussy. She knew she was already wet for her lover.

  Rick just stood, his legs quivering, and said nothing. His cock bulged against the fabric.

  “I think he kinda likes it,” she said, pointing.

  “Yeah, I think you’re right.” He turned to Rick. “Okay, I’m spending the night with my girl. You can have the guest bedroom.”

  Rick shook his head. “You’re spending the night? But … I don’t want you to!”

  It was so incongruous to see this sissy boy in women’s panties trying to lay down the law to Bull that they both burst out laughing. He turned red and shut his mouth.

  “It’s not all bad,” Bull said, reaching into his bag. “I brought you a present.”

  He pulled out a baby monitor, still in the package, and handed it over. “I know you like to watch. I figured, if you can’t watch, you can at least listen.”

  Rick took it and looked from it to Darrell and back again. “You … you want me to listen to the two of you? Like, all night?”

  “It’s also for when we call you in to clean out your wife’s pussy,” he said.

  “Or fix us drinks,” Liz added.

  Rick looked like he was going to protest but he said nothing. He just swallowed hard.

  She turned to Bull. “You really hurt my ass,” she said, rubbing it.

  He shrugged. “Couldn’t be helped. When I give orders, I expect them to be obeyed.”

  “You should’ve spanked me instead,” Rick said suddenly.

  Bull nodded. “I know. And maybe I will. But this had more of an impact on you, didn’t it?”

  Rick gave a begrudging nod.

  Bull clapped his hands together. “Now, where were we? Oh, right.” He began to kiss Liz again, ignoring Rick.

  They kissed for several minutes and Liz could feel her pussy responding. She wanted his big black cock inside her and it thrilled her to have Bull control her husband like this. For years, he had been in charge because he made the money. She had no power. Now, suddenly, the tables were turned and she loved it.

  “Come,” he said, standing up. He grabbed her hand and pulled her to her feet. “Let’s go into the bedroom.” He turned to Rick. “You can come, but only long enough to set up the monitor.”

  They went down the hall to the bedroom, Rick trailing behind. Bull sat her on the bed and began touching her all over and kissing her. He gave a curt look at Rick as if to say, Hurry up! and her husband unboxed the monitor and plugged the sending unit into the wall and left it on the nightstand. He took the other unit and hesitated, not wanting to leave.

  “I, uh, thought the whole idea of this was that I get to watch,” he said.

  Bull stopped and turned toward him. “Consider this your punishment for fucking my girl without permission. Now git!”

  Rick hurried off and Liz suppressed a smile.

  Bull stripped her of her clothes, which didn’t take long. He took off his clothes and tossed them over a chair. She loved seeing his big cock spring free. It was already hard for her and she felt a flood of emotion.

  He climbed over her and kissed her neck. She moaned her pleasure and something caught her eye. She turned to see a row of lights on the baby monitor fade away. She said, “Oh, Bull!” and smiled when the lights lit up again. She thought about Rick in the guest room, sitting on the bed in his girlie panties, listening to them fuck.

  “Oh, baby, I can’t wait to feel you inside me,” she said, more for Rick’s benefit than hers. Bull pulled back and she smiled and pointed at the monitor and said, “Your cock is so big compared to my husband’s! I don’t know how I survived all these years.”

  He watched the lights and grinned. “Baby, this is just the beginning. Now that you’ve had black cock, you’ll never go back.”

  “But what if my husband insists?”

  “Don’t worry, I won’t let his little dick bother you again.”

  She smiled, knowing it would make Rick even more of a cuckold than he already was. Bull put the tip of his big dick at the entrance to her sopping pussy and she groaned with pleasure. “Oh, god, yes, fill me up with that thing!”

  “Your pussy is nicely stretched out now, baby. Those little white dicks won’t even be felt.”

  “I love it when you go into me bareback! Oh!”

  It excited both of them to talk dirty while Rick listened. She gave a play-by-play of every inch of his cock entering her and Bull added commentary about how she was reacting. Soon, they were lost in the pleasures of the flesh and forgot about the monitor, although they were making plenty of noises for her wimp husband.

  When he was fully inside her and stroking his long dick back and forth, her climaxes began and, like usual lately, rolled one into the other. She screamed and clung to him, amazed that sex could be this good. She could’ve died right then and there and been happy.

  At last, she felt him speed up and knew he was about to squirt a copious amount of his potent seed into her. She wondered if she was truly safe from pregnancy and wanted, at that moment, to have Bull’s baby.

  “God, yes, fuck me! Put a baby in me!” she cried.

  Bull erupted inside her and she could feel gouts of his seed splash deep. Her entire body shook and she held him close. “Oh my god, oh my god,” she murmured.

  They fell apart and lay side by side, breathing hard. “God, you’re a good lover,” she said.

  “You have skills, baby,” he replied, making her feel good. “I wonder what your hubby’s doing right now?”

  “Probably jerking off,” she said.

  “Yeah. He’ll get his sissy sperm all over your panties.”

  “He’d better not!”

  “Rick!” Bull shouted at the monitor, “get in here!”

  Rick showed up a few seconds later. As they both had expected, Rick’s cock was small in his panties and there were stains on the front.

  “Figures,” Bull said. “Now you’ve ruined them. Take them off and put on a fresh pair.”

  Rick obeyed, rummaging through Liz’s panty drawer until he could find a suitable pair. He pulled out a pair of light blue ones and Bull shook his head. “No, pink! I want you in pink!”

  Rick found a pair of low-cut pink panties and slipped them on.

  “Now get over here and clean out your woman.”

  He came forward and hesitated.

  “He’s never been very good at oral sex. I think he finds it distasteful,” Liz offered.

  “Is that right? You gotta wife with a fine pussy like this and you’re too prissy to lick it?”

  Rick just shrugged.

  “Well, that’s gonna change. You’re gonna get a lot of practice. I want you to give your wife a good orgasm every morning before you go to work. And you know what will happen if you don’t!”

  “Really?” Liz could barely contain her excitement.

  “Yes. And if he leaves before you’ve come, you text me and I’ll handle things from there.”

  Rick climbed onto the bed and Bull barked at him, “No! Get off! You aren’t allowed in this bed any more.”

  He stared at the man, confused. Bull pulled Liz by a leg until her pussy was at the edge of the bed. “Now practice
. And she’d better like it…” The threat was left hanging.

  He leaned in and began to lick up the mixture of Liz’s and Bull’s fluids, making a face. Bull slapped his pantied bottom and Rick tried harder.

  “That’s it. I want to see your wife’s ‘O’ face!” He turned to Liz. “Give the man some directions, okay?”

  “Yeah. That’s good, Rick. Use the flat of your tongue at first, lick up the extra. I’m kinda sensitive. Don’t lick the clit yet. Wait. Wait. Okay, dig your tongue inside, but don’t touch the clit! Oh, that’s it, that’s it.”

  She became lost in the sensations and her hips started to shake. “Oh, yeah, baby, that’s good. You’re getting it! Okay, now use the tip of your tongue on my clit! Oh! That’s it! Just a little! Now back to my pussy.”

  She was getting close and it amazed her that her husband could arouse her like this. Why didn’t he do this years ago? “Don’t stop! Oh my god! Don’t stop!”

  Suddenly, she crested into her orgasm and felt a gush of juices squirt into Rick’s face. He pulled back and that was fine with her. She was done with him. She let the ripples of her climax fade away.

  When she opened her eyes, Bull was nodding. “See, little man? That’s how it’s done. I can’t believe you didn’t do that on a regular basis.”

  Rick didn’t say anything.

  “No matter. I’ll be getting regular reports from now on. You’ll get plenty of practice. Now, make me hard again. I want to fuck your wife some more.”

  Rick froze and stared at the black man’s semi-erect cock. “What?”

  “You heard me. I’m not asking you to go full-on gay or nothin’. It’s not about that. I want you to help out, that’s all. ‘Sides,” he added, “you’ve already done it before.”

  Rick looked around. “You won’t take pictures?”

  Bull held up his hand. “You have my word.”

  Liz watched in amazement as Rick leaned down and began to lick the outside of Bull’s cock. It rose and Bull casually reached around behind Rick’s head and made him take the head inside his mouth.

  “That’s right, just get it wet for her. Think about this big ol’ hard cock slipping into your wife’s nearly virgin pussy. ‘Cause if she’s had you all these years, she hasn’t had a real cock in her, right?”

  All the while, Rick was being forced to take more of Bull’s cock inside his mouth until it struck the back of his throat. He gagged and Bull pulled out and said, “That’s good, that’s real good. Don’t worry – you’ll get a lot of practice. Now, help me steer this bad boy into your wife’s pussy.”

  Rick seemed relieved to be done with his cock-sucking duties and eagerly grabbed Bull’s thick cock and helped the big man line it up with Liz’s pussy. She couldn’t believe all she had seen today. Rick had gone from a regular guy with a cuckold fetish into a full-on sissy boy. She felt the tip enter her and she spread her legs for him. Staring down between her breasts, she watched as Rick guided Bull’s cock into her warm embrace.

  “Thanks. Now git,” he said and Rick backed away.

  Bull began to pump his meat into her and Rick faded away. He was of no consequence. She heard Bull bark, “I said git” and knew Rick was hurrying from the room to go sit by the receiver and listen to them fuck once again.

  Chapter Six

  Rick was stunned by the turn of events and yet, it felt strangely fulfilling. He was serving the two of them coffee Saturday morning, still dressed in his pink panties, but his mind was on last night. The way Bull manipulated him so easily. Did he really want to be a cuckold? In his head, he could still hear the sounds of Liz screaming out another orgasm while he lay alone in the guest bedroom, his hand on his own hard cock.

  “Here you go,” he said, handing over the mugs of steaming coffee, made just the way they liked it.

  “Thanks, boy,” Darrell said. He took a sip. “Aaaah.”

  Liz accepted her coffee and checked to make sure it had just the right amount of cream. “Thanks, hon.”

  He smiled and waited for instructions. Darrell looked him over and said, “You know, I’m thinking your dick isn’t all that small.”

  Rick’s heart lifted. “No?”

  “Hard to tell, really. I think it might be because you don’t shave, like I do.” He rubbed his bare cock, even shrunken and coated with their dried juices it was still bigger than Rick’s erection. “Tell you what. If you go in and take a shower and shave off all that nasty hair, I’ll bet you’d gain a half-inch, at least. You might go from tiny dick to medium-sized.”

  Rick was doubtful, but encouraged. “You think so?”

  “Sure. Worth a try. What have you got to lose? Unless you don’t mind being thought of as tiny-dicked by your wife.”

  “No, no, I’ll go.” He headed for the bathroom in the master bedroom.

  “Wait! Hold up there.”

  Rick froze. “What?”

  “You can’t use that bathroom any more. That’s mine now. Go use the other one.”

  “But… but my stuff is in there.”

  “Well, get that shit outta there! I don’t want your girly crap messing up my bath.”

  Rick hurried to obey, his mind not thinking about anything but how aroused he was. Being humiliated was part of the turn-on, he realized, just like in those stories he had been reading online.

  He gathered up his toothbrush, shaving cream, razor and deodorant and carried them down to the other bathroom. He turned on the water and adjusted the temperature. Stripping off his panties, he jumped in and washed up. He remembered being in the shower with Liz – was it just yesterday? – and shaving her. He felt strange, shaving himself at the orders of his wife’s new lover. He lathered up his pubes and shaved his cock and balls bare, taking care not to nick himself. When he was done, instead of feeling bigger or more of a man, he felt like a pre-teen boy again. His white cock looked shrunken and his ball sack wrinkly. It wasn’t a good look.

  Well, it will grow back, he told himself.

  He got out and dried off and put his panties back on. He padded down the hall to the bedroom to show Darrell. The man frowned. “You put those nasty old panties on again? Jeez, man, have some pride. Pick out a clean pair.”

  Rick nodded and went to her drawer and began to rummage through her panties, trying to find something that wasn’t too girly when he heard Liz speak up, “Make him wear the red ones.”

  A shiver went through him. He knew the ones she was talking about – they were lacy and naughty and she only wore them on special occasions when she wanted to get laid, back when she was still interested in Rick.

  “Yeah,” Darrell said. “Wear the red ones!”

  He pulled them out and showed them to the couple and they both nodded. He stripped off his pink ones and put the red ones on, feeling a blush rise from his chest into his face. He looked like a ladyboy.

  “Come here. Let’s see if you gained some size.”

  Rick stepped close and Darrell made him pull his panties down.

  “I dunno. It’s kinda hard to tell. Can you get it hard?”

  Rick was embarrassed to get an erection in front of Darrell, but he tried. He rubbed himself and stared at Liz, trying to think about the last time they made love. Under Darrell’s gaze, he couldn’t get very hard.

  He sighed. “Guess I’m going to have to help you out.” He made Liz start sucking on his cock and it had the desired effect on Rick. His cock grew to full size, but it didn’t look any bigger to him.

  He pulled her face away. “Yeah, I think it’s a little bigger. What do you think, honey?”

  Liz gave his cock a critical eye. “Maybe a little.” She smiled. “Let’s do a comparison!”

  That was the last thing Rick wanted. He felt his cock start to fade.

  “No, no, keep it hard. And you,” she said, poking Darrell, “let’s get that cock hard again.”

  “I dunno, I think you wore me out!”

  But he was kidding. With Liz’s help sucking on it, he soon grew to full size. It
was huge compared to Rick’s.

  “Let me get a ruler,” Liz said and jumped up.

  Rick had to stand there with my semi-hard dick out while she found the ruler and returned. She told him to make it a fair comparison and even volunteered to lick it in order to make it as hard as Darrell’s. She made him stand next to Darrell and used the ruler. Rick could see Darrell had a good three inches on him.

  “Wait, I want to get a pic of this.” She found the camera and took a couple of quick shots. Then Darrell took the camera and took some pics of Liz holding both cocks, her face close, showing how small Rick was compared to Darrell. Rick felt like a chump. She jumped back into bed next to Darrell.

  “You know, you’ve been really good so far this weekend,” Darrell said suddenly. “I think you deserve a reward.”

  Rick looked up, his eyes bright. “Yeah?”

  “Yeah. So come on over here and fuck your wife. I give you permission.”

  Rick was elated and tried to ignore Liz’s moue of disgust that flashed across her face. But she didn’t protest when he climbed up over her. She simply rolled over on her back and spread her legs. Rick started to remove his panties when Darrell stopped him.

  “No, leave them on. I like the look.”

  Rick nodded and pulled them down in front so he could get his cock out, which was now rock hard and ready to go. He could see Liz’s pussy was coated with white crust, damp in the middle. He didn’t care. This was his chance and he was going to take it!

  He slipped himself inside without foreplay for fear Darrell might change his mind and began to rut with her. She felt looser to him and for a moment, he thought he might not generate enough friction to come. Thankfully, he was so horny he could feel his cock rise to the occasion and he soon climaxed, shooting his seed deep into her well-fucked pussy.

  “Aaahh!” He cried out and sank down on her. Liz hadn’t made a sound during his efforts. It was as if he were a gnat, buzzing around.

  “Feel better?” Darrell said.

  “Yeah. Thanks.” He immediately cursed himself for thanking the man. It had just slipped out.