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Click here"Richard, suck my cock."
There. He said it. They both knew it was coming. But, something was wrong. He'd submitted to Clara in love and trust. Jay was demanding it as his right, because he was fucking Clara. Richard squinted at Jay in the darkness, trying to get a clearer picture of him. Could he submit to Jay, if he didn't even respect him?
"What's our safe word?" Richard asked, not sure where those words had come from.
"What?" Jay demanded. Richard slid off the bed and was walking around to the side where Jay lay, naked with an unapologetic hard-on.
"I don't recall us having a safe word, Jay, do you?" Even in the dim light, Richard could tell that Jay was confused.
Richard reached out and slapped Jay hard across the face. Jay -- stunned, torpid, and still a little drunk -- reached up to take a swing at Richard.
Richard grabbed Jay's arm and twisted it hard. It had been a long time since Richard had wrestled. He had never tried to lift an opponent off his back. But, in Jay's weakened state, Richard was able to take him by surprise. Jay flopped onto his stomach. Richard levered Jay's up into his shoulder blades.
Richard shoved his knee between Jay's legs and forced them apart. He then slid down so that Jay could feel Richard's hard cock against the small of his back.
"Would it be OK if I fucked you in the ass instead?" Richard whispered into his ear.
"Get the fuck off me!" Jay protested desperately. He sounded a lot less commanding than he had a moment ago.
Jay looked over at Clara. She shrugged, as if to say, "I have no idea what's going on, but it's kind of interesting."
"I don't think you and I have the kind of relationship that allows you to demand I blow you. Or did I miss something?"
"Fuck you!" cried Jay.
"No, I'm pretty sure it's fuck you," replied Richard. With his free hand, he unzipped his jeans. He pulled out his erect cock, laying it against Jay's ass.
He could hear Clara gasp a little, as he lay on top of Jay, breathing deliberately. He was surprised how turned on he was by dominating Jay.
After a moment, Richard's rage faded. He took a deep breath, and then another. He saw things more clearly now. He lifted himself off Jay and awkwardly zipped himself up, while still holding Jay down. He turned, and sat on Jay's ass, his legs dangling over the edge of the bed. He relaxed the upward pressure on Jay's arm, but maintained control.
"You contemptible little creep," Richard said to Jay. "Just because I let my wife fuck a weasel like you doesn't mean I'm your bitch." He paused. "I'm Clara's bitch and I'll always be her bitch." Clara chuckled nervously.
"Sorry. I misunderstood." breathed Jay. He seemed to recognize his position was hopeless, and was relieved that Richard was showing a sense of humor. Richard could tell it had been a long time since he'd apologized to anyone.
Richard was also relieved. For a moment he had been afraid he would have to fuck Jay.
"Clara, honey, I'm sorry I roughed up your boyfriend. I just couldn't believe you'd fall for an asshole like this."
Clara laughed. He couldn't remember the last time he'd made her laugh.
"I think I should leave," Richard said.
"Can I come with you?" asked Clara.
"Are you sure? You're welcome to keep fucking him," Richard offered. "Just as long as you know, nothing about you and him turns me on any more."
"Me neither," Clara replied.
- COMMENTS
26thNCuckalmost 3 years agoSo far this has been an amazing story love your writing.
-26thNC Approved
Anonymousalmost 6 years agotoss the bitch to the curb you don't need her there are other good women out there
Anonymousabout 7 years agoOut of the blue? I haven't read anything in the story that suggests he'd be okay sucking dicks. If anything he's focused on his wife. He'd probably be just as happy cutting out all the cuckolding stuff and going back to just the domination/denial elements. In fact earlier in the story he says that the sixth months after Clara begins to dominate him in earnest and when she says she intends to take a lover are some of the happiest times of his marriage.
RandyVicarabout 8 years agoAuthorAuthor here. I tried to make it clear throughout that Richard and Clara both are ambivalent about their desires. Ambivalence is part of what makes this fetish hot, don't you think?
I'm not sure that if Richard had complied with Jay's demand that this little fantasy would be any more realistic.
And just because Jay overplayed his hand, that doesn't mean that Richard and Clara are able to get back to "normal" or that Jay won't be back.
CuckyJimmyabout 8 years agoI enjoy reading cuckold literature and avoid criticizing what is clearly unrealistic. It is, after all, the genre I love to read. For us, it has been a rarely indulged fantasy, never exceeding my wife's clear limits. In other words, for us it has been fun. I recall my wife dancing almost the entire evening with a co-worker, much like Jay dominated Clara's time. I felt my skin turning red, but also felt the blood rushing in my little member. When Helen asked him some very direct questions, I felt my little guy release a bit on its own. Nice writing! Another scene that I could relate to was seeing another man with his arm around my wife. Jay was doing that unabashedly, just like one of my wife's colleagues. From this point, we depart. My wife likes to be social and does feed my kinky cuckold desires, but I have never waited inside or outside of a room as another man took my place. The turn around at the end was a bit surprising, but then again, who knows how an individual would respond. When it comes down to it, I think a cuckold just wants his wife to be happy. I know I do, too.
KentuckySubabout 8 years agoThe ending every Anonymous spank boy dreams of. The fact that it comes completely out of the blue won't bother them. If you'd given Richard even a hint of inner strength elsewhere in the story--say, at the bar with Kurt or when confronted by Clara's boss at the party--then the ending wouldn't ring so utterly false, so blatantly out of character. But, don't worry: all of the lil Anony boys are going to love the falseness.
Anonymousabout 8 years agoJay didn't understand he was just a walking dildo.
Clara still too much the bitch. Over the moon at Richard's final scene. Best cuck ending I've ever read.
