Big Night of Cuckolding

And what a ‘big’ night it was! That’s right… I have finally been with my first bull. I have finally been introduced to the wonderful world of deliciously huge cocks, and I am here to tell you the hype isn’t hype. It’s all true people. Bigger is better….

But I am getting ahead of myself.

After the night on the dock with Tiger, it became clear to my pup and I that we both wanted more. Tiger did as well, so we made a date. My pup booked a hotel room. He had instructions to purchase pamper products for me, as well as wine and snacks for the evening.

He set up the room for my coupling ahead of time, then picked me up. When we got to the room, I had him strip both of us down. He was wearing…

Nope, wait. Getting ahead of myself again!

Back it up to the evening before. Just as my work day was winding down, Cleo called to see if I wanted to grab a drink. She lives near my work, which is on the other side of town. So, I agreed to meet her for a drink. After a little persuasion on my part, we changed the venue from a local bar to her place.

I had texted my pup to let him know I would be meeting him later than originally planned as I was seeing my girl beforehand. He proceeded to blow up my phone for the next hour with texts wondering what I was doing, how far I was planning on going with her, etc. It was psychologically very good for him, as it put him in sub and cuck space so well, and prepared him for the next night.

Cleo and I didn’t have a lot of time as she had dinner plans, but we certainly used the time to our advantage. See, I had a plan… My plan was to get her excited and make her cum in her panties. I then planned to take the panties home with me and force my pup to wear them the next evening when Tiger and I gave him his first full- blown cuck experience. Now, Cleo and I had not played in a great long while, so it was not long before her pretty pink panties were wet (of course, knowing what the end game was helped. Cleo loved the idea of my little bitch wearing her pretty pink panties while another man ravaged my body). We played around for several minutes on her bed, kissing, sucking nipples, licking and touching, and then I made her pussy cum. After she’d cum, I wiped her clean with the panties, making sure to get every last drop.

When I got to my pup, his little clit was dripping with anticipation. He was excited to know what she and I had done, what we had discussed, etc. I ordered him to his knees and pulled her panties out of my pocket. First, I had him smell them. He knew immediately what that smell meant. He knew that his night of being cucked had just become a weekend of being cucked, and that he had in fact already been cucked once without even knowing it. I would not give him any details (and in fact still won’t, hence the lack of them here) other than that I made her cum and she gave me her panties. After he’d smelled them for some time, I ordered him to taste them. All the while I was reminding him of the first time we were all 3 together. I spoke of how good she tasted, how much I love to eat her pussy. I reminded him how much he loves to watch. Then I reminded him of the chance he had to fuck her, to really know what it’s like to be a real man, and how he blew it. I told him that perhaps if he wasn’t the type of pathetic little boi that blows opportunities like that, I might not be the type of woman that fucks others while he watches. It is, after all his own deficiencies that led to my need for other lovers.

All this while he is on his knees before me, smelling and sucking my Cleo’s panties clean. Once they were sufficiently cleaned, I ordered him to strip and put them on. They were so tight and tiny on him. It was so hot. He was uncomfortable because they were wet from him sucking them, but I wouldn’t let him take them off. I rubbed his little clit through them, and it wasn’t long until my puppy was exciting and his clit was leaking like mad.

I then ordered him back to his knees to eat my pussy and make it cum. While he was working, I went to ‘work’ on him mentally. First, I talked about Cleo’s taste. I told him to think about the difference between how she tasted and how I taste. I reminded him that while he got to taste two pussies that night, he could only take credit for making one cum. The other one was all mine, and he only gets to play clean up bitch. I reminded him that neither one of those pussies can be pleased by him. When she needed a cock, he couldn’t keep it hard enough to please her, and he obvioulsy can’t please me or I wouldn’t have plans the next night to fuck another man in front of him (of course, he tried as he always does when we discuss his mishap with Cleo to point out that he couldn’t keep his little clit hard because I had just made it cum while she was in the bathroom, but it as always fell on deaf ears. The fact of the matter is he can’t perform when he is needed, and that is why he is now a little sissy cuck).

As I came in his mouth (clean up #2) I spoke of how much I wanted Tiger, how much I needed to be fucked by a real man. I told him how much I wished it was Saturday and not Friday so I could feel it now. I asked him if he as ready… truly ready to show his devotion to me and give me to another man so that my body could feel the pleasure it so deeply desired. He said that he was and I told him it wasn’t good enough, I told him he would have to prove it by begging me once again to fuck Tiger’s huge, superior cock, and then text Tiger and beg him to fuck me with it. He of course did so. By now it was time for us to proceed with the vanilla plans we had for the evening, so I allowed him to take off the panties and suck them clean of his dirty little clit juice so he could get dressed. After he’d cleaned them, he held them out to me as if to return them. I looked at him, gave him a devlish grin and said “oh, no. Those aren’t mine…. Those are a gift for you from Cleo. She want’s you to wear them tomorrow while I make you my cuck fully and completely.” Imagine his surprise… : )