Cuckold Beginnings Pt 07 Final

Believe it or not, this is actually breezing through details for me. If you want to hear about anything more specifically, let me know. I will be writing about our adventures over the last 8-9 years in this lifestyle but this is the end of the beginning.

After my wife had hugged me she said her back was hurting after being bent over the table.

"My bad," Jason said, "I got a little carried away."

She arched her back and said, "Worth it."

I told her after I cleaned up the kitchen I'd massage her. She told me to forget the dishes and to come to the couch.

She got on it face down. Now I actually took her heels off and started massaging her. Jason put his boxers on and sat down in the adjacent chair.

"Let me know if you want me to leave. It won't hurt my feelings.*

"Nah you're good. We don't have to just fuck," my wife replied.

She continued, "Hey babe, why don't you tell him about the stuff we were looking at last night."

I was a little stunned. The thought of him knowing all of that sounded hot to me but I was beyond embarrassed to say any of it.

"Uhh... I can send you stuff on it if you want to read about it. I don't think I can actually talk about it with anyone else."

He looked at me with a squint, "What is IT, exactly?"

My wife was smiling and said, "Cuckolding."

He said, "Ah. I've heard a little about it."

"So had I," she said quickly, "but you gotta check out what these people are into."

She told me to pull up some of the articles and send them to him. I sent him the three I still had open. One which laid out the role of the cuckold, the "hotwife", and "the bull," one that got into specifics of humiliation desires for the cuckold, and the last which was an overview of challenges and just general advice.

I kept massaging and he started reading.

"Ho-ly shit," he said, almost in disbelief.

My wife laughed, "I know!!"

"A cuckold should prepare the scene for his goddess and their bull..." he trailed off, "looks like you're already doing this stuff."

I couldn't bring myself to look at him but just nodded and kept massaging Ashley's back.

"This humiliation shit is intense," he looked at me again, "what exactly do you get out of this?"

I felt paralyzed. Talking to another man, an Alpha, about being a beta bitch was not easy.

"I guess I'm just wired differently..."

"I'll say..." and he continued reading.

"We've ripped off a lot of bandaids this week," my wife turned and looked at me in the face, "do you want to rip off a few more?"

I felt like I was about to throw up.

I leaned into her and said, "I can't say it. I can't lead this."

She sat up and was whispering to me but Jason took the hint that we needed to talk and excused himself for a minute.

She asked, "What do you want? Do you want to be done for the day?"

I couldn't even look her in the eye.

"No, no I don't."

She pulled my chin up and looked me in the eye. "This is your time. Our time. We have the perfect guy for this but we can slow down."

"I don't want to slow down."

"Then tell me what you want."

"... Baby, I need you to tell me what I want. I want you to be a complete bitch to me. I want to feel broken."

She smiled and sat up more.

"That's doable." I was on my knees in front of the couch and she was sitting at the edge of the couch with my head in her chest now, cradling me.

Jason walked back in gingerly, "All good?"

"Oh yes," she answered. "Very good."

While she still held my head she looked at him over my shoulder.

"You've enjoyed fucking me, it seems?"

"uhhh yeah you can say that," he said when he laughed.

She gripped my hair a little tighter on the back and said, "Let's explore some things for James, now. Or do you want to leave?"

He didn't hesitate, "I'd love to stay."

She pulled my hair back and looked at me in the eyes very closely.

"I think our bull would like a massage, is that right, Jason?"

In my mind I was thinking, "What the fuck? That's not what I had in mind." That was the first lesson I had in knowing this is not all about me. If I pushed back already it could kill her spirit for the FLR part of this.

I looked over at him sitting in just his boxers.

"Sure!" he dropped his hands with a shrug.

They switched positions and I started massaging his back. My wife sat leaned against the couch where she was touching him and right next to me.

"So," she said in a soft voice, "if he's the bull, you're the cuckold, and I'm a 'hotwife' huh?"

"That's right."

"So I guess if I call you 'cuckold' it would really eat at you, right?"

I nodded while trying not to burst in my pants.

"Or 'cuck,' Ma'am."

She laughed, "Ma'am!? So formal. I like it. 'Cuck.' Alright, 'cuck.' Lets do it."

With that she got on her knees right next to me and was pressed against my side.

I'll never understand how she knew this would be so demeaning and dominating to me but she still does this now: She put her hand on my ass, right in the middle and near the bottom. Her middle finger goes right into my crack and she puts her finger right on my anus.

I'm serious, try this. It makes you feel so exposed and known. Nothing to hide behind. Thankfully, I find it super hot to feel that way but this first time I know my face got red.

She rubbed over Jason's back with her hand, "Do you want to turn over?"

He was super relaxed but said yes. I couldn't believe it, but he had a massive erection again.

"Back again?" Ashley said.

"Well fuck, listening to you two made it pretty difficult to control." He laughed.

I was so turned on I would've done absolutely anything at this point. Something that has come in handy for Ash over the years.

Ashley pulled his boxers down and had his cock in her hand. She kept eye contact with me while she licked it. I was just watching and doing nothing with my hands.

"Keep massaging him," she said.

I started on his arm.

She pleasured him really, really well. A slow, amazing blowjob. He kept his eyes closed and was loving it all.

"Hey cuck," I shuttered in humiliation hearing my wife say it. "What does it say in there about denying the cuckold?"

I didn't look but I told her it was up to the bull and hotwife to decide what pleasure the cuckold gets, if any.

"Well, what do you think, bull? Should we torture the poor cuckold?"

Jason kept his eyes closed and smiled.

"Sure."

"Ok, a lot of help you are," we all laughed when she gave his balls a very light smack.

I was nervous about the realities that were happening right now. No way in hell I was going to balk now.

"That's up to you, Ash."

She kept working his shaft and balls and told me to read the ideas off of the website.

I looked down sheepishly.

"Or we can say you don't get anything at all?" She looked at me in a funny, threatening way.

I pulled it up and started reading the ideas. She reacted after each one with noises and I could tell whether it piqued her interest or not.

"Deny your cuckold blowjobs.... deny your cuckold sex... deny your cuckold to watch you and your bull... don't let him see you naked... put him in a chastity cage..."

"Chastity cage?" she stopped

I had seen them but we stopped and I looked them up right there. She laughed and laughed... we'll get there in the story but spoiler alert, I have a black resin cage on right now.

She said all of the ideas seemed boring. She said no blowjobs would be easy. No sex, we would see.

We shifted to cuckold humiliation topics and she kept laughing at the ideas. She absolutely loved them. My dick was shriveling and then becoming hard. So many emotions.

"Panties. We are so fucking doing that. Oh man there are so many good ideas on there..."

I read off having the cuckold suck off the bull.

She laughed again and was holding Jason's dick, still. She leaned it towards me, "Have at it."

Jason laughed as well as Ashley.

I read more and more and we finally decided to stop and write down a few we wanted to try.

1. Panties - go buy some, don't let him use self-checkout.

2. Have the cuckold prepare the wife for dates with the bull.

3. Have the cuck drive while they play in the backseat.

4. Subtly let people know he's a cuckold somehow... have him ask guys out?

5. No unsupervised orgasms. Ask permission.

6. Look into chastity cages.

We felt set.

Jason had been quiet so my wife asked him, "How are you doing?"

"I'd be better if you weren't fucking blue balling me."

Ash started dying laughing and so did Jason and I. She had not been paying attention to the fact he'd been getting a super slow, on and off blowjob

She didn't even say anything else but started sucking him and worked him all the way to an orgasm.

He came in her mouth and she swallowed it. So fucking hot to watch.

Jason sat up on the couch and still had his boxers down. His cock was out just a couple of feet from my face. I put myself in the mindset of 'what if I was told to suck it?' I remember thinking I didn't know if I could actually do it.

Fantasies about that are amazing but when there's an actual person attached to the dick it feels much more real.

As I sat there, kneeling in front of him, my wife said, "Jason, what do you think of all of this?"

He said, "It's fucking hot. Especially since I get the good parts."

I looked at my wife and thought about how symbolic it felt that we were kneeling in front of him and his dick was still out.

"You know, whatever you want to do we would do it. I think you're an obvious fit to be the 'bull' for us."

I was looking down but nodded slowly.

"Cuck," he said sharply, which shot through me since I hadn't been called that by a guy before. "You ask me to be your bull."

Ash shifted a little and was smiling as she watched me.

I stammered like a bitch, "Sir, would you please be our bull."

He slapped the couch and said, "Fuck yes, I will. I'm not really sure what that means yet but yes I will."

We felt like we had a good starting point. Jason went home and Ash and I cleaned up, showered, I changed the sheets, and we got in bed.

We started talking a little and she said, "I know we are early in this... but this is so exciting. Does it make you feel weird I like the part about humiliating you so much?"

I told her that's what this is all centered around for me.

She put a hand on my face and very sweetly said, "You have given me so much already... if this is what you want, I'm going to break you."

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Jason texted me the next morning and said he'd been reading all about it. He said something about how this "bull thing was the best thing ever." I pushed myself to be open about this and embrace it.

He and I texted a lot and it was much easier for me to text about it than talk about it. Still is.

"Some of the bulls get super dominant. You seen them making the guys crawl naked and stuff?"

"Yeah, it can get pretty intense."

"Are you into that?"

"I'm interested but I guess I just don't know yet."

"Makes sense. We can experiment. lol"

"Sounds like fun."

About thirty more minutes went by and he must've been watching or reading more stuff.

"Are you really ok with me having access to your wife? Like I could text her and set up something for tonight and you'd be fine with it?"

"Of course there are times where we'd need to skip but yeah, I think so. I am definitely good with you texting/sexting and me not being in the know. I like that a lot."

"Oh hell yeah."

"I would love for me and you to do some surprises like we did yesterday but we can get creative."

I felt myself getting turned on and really wanting to tell him, "I want you to break me and make my wife never look at me the same again," but I held back.

I continued, "Anything you see that you want to try, I'll try it. Ash is pretty much up for anything as well. I want to be supportive but also submissive."

He told me he'd try to work up a dominating attitude.

Before 10 minutes had passed I got a text from Ashley.

"Jason has been texting me and he has me so turned on... I'm going to need your tongue when I get home."

"Yes, Ma'am. Only six more hours and I'll see you. Hang in there. lol"

I did eat her out immediately when she got home. She told me she'd fingered herself in the bathroom stall at work after he told her to send him a selfie in the mirror.

She was supercharged and it was only the beginning.