Your First Time Cleaning Her Cum Filled Pussy

This tale comes from ‘Your Cuckolding‘, a 26 part, second person story that takes you through the entire long term journey of becoming a cuckold, dealing with the many pleasures and insecurities of doing so, and fully surrendering to the joys of your wife having a skilled, superior lover in your life as your marriage blossoms in unexpected ways.

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“Mmmm, baby,” your wife said as she reached down and ran her fingers through your hair. “That feels so good.”

You massaged her clit with your tongue and looked up. She arched her back and moaned loudly as she grabbed a handful of your hair and pulled just a little. Her pussy lips opened around your mouth and you felt her juices soak your skin.

“Fuck…worship my pussy,” she said. “Worship your wife’s pussy.”

Her words were a small gift for you. She knows you like the notion of worshiping her pussy and often she’s more than happy to instruct you to do so.

You slipped two fingers into her pussy and found her g-spot. You rubbed it gently and in time with your tongue, offering her stimulation on both ends. Your wife grasped one of her breasts and squeezed the flesh hard like she sometimes does when she’s particularly worked up.

“Oh…fuck…fuck,” she said between lusty gasps. She was close. She deepened the arch in her back and went silent for a few moments. You felt her legs begin to tremble. She grabbed your head in both hands and then a long, loud, low moan escaped her lips as she gently pushed you away so she could ride out her climax absent the excess stimulation that an eager tongue sometimes provides. After a rather long orgasm she looked up and offered a hazy smile. “Thank you,” she said. “That was wonderful.”

You returned her smile, got up on your knees, and crawled forward until you were lying next to your beautiful wife. She rolled onto her side and cuddled up with you. Her lips found your chest and she planted a series of soft kisses against your skin.

“Would you like a handjob?” your wife asked.

“I’d enjoy that, but what I’d really like is to have sex with my wife,” you said.

She looked up and smiled as her fingers inched their way down your stomach and slipped past the waistband of your underwear. “I’m sure you’d love that,” she replied. “But you know I’m saving myself for Alec this week.” She took your cock in her hand and stroked you slowly.

Alec was out of town on business for a week. He hadn’t requested that your wife refrain from fucking you. That had been her idea. She thought the sex when Alec came back would be hotter if she’d gone a week without being fucked. She’d been more than happy to have you between her legs, though, and you’d spent quite a bit of time worshiping her pussy over the course of the week.

“Do you miss him?” you asked. Five days had passed since she’d been with Alec and it seemed to you that your wife desperately missed the man that had, in many ways, taken your place in the bedroom.

“I do,” she answered. “It’s not like we fuck every day when he’s in town, but there’s something about knowing that I can’t have him that makes it so much harder. It’s gotten harder the past few days, too. He pops into my head all the time, and once he’s there, it’s hard for me to stop thinking about him.”

“Until your husband goes down on you,” you said.

“Or until I masturbate,” she added with a smile.

Your cock was hard as a rock by that point. Her desire for another man turned you on. It was what you’d always fantasized about. It was, in many ways, a cuckold’s dream come true.

“When will you see him again?” you asked.

“Sunday,” she answered. “He gets in so late on Saturday night that it didn’t make any sense to see him then, so he’s coming over Sunday afternoon. I was hoping you’d be willing to go lingerie shopping with me on Saturday. I want to buy something new to look good for Alec.”

“I’d love that,” you said as your cock throbbed in her hand.

She looked up at you, smiled, and said, “Yeah? You’d be willing to help me find something naughty for Alec?”

You nodded and she pushed down your underwear, freeing your cock and wrapping her fingers around it once more.

“You like that I want to look good for him, don’t you?” she asked.

“Yes,” you answered as intense pleasure spread from between your legs.

“Are you looking forward to playing again? Are you going to prepare my pussy like a good cuckold when he comes over?” your wife asked.

“Yes,” you answered.

She kissed your neck and stroked you faster. “Are you going to suck his cock for me? Are you going to get him nice and hard with that talented mouth of yours?”

“Yes,” you said. “I’ll suck his cock for you.”

She smiled and kissed your neck again. Her tongue danced over your flesh and you moaned as your cock surged in her hand. “You’ll be a cocksucker for me?”

“Fuck…yes…Sarah, I’ll be a cocksucker for you,” you answered.

“There’s something else I want,” your wife said.

“Anything,” you replied.

“I want you to clean my pussy afterwards,” she said.

“After…after you have sex with him?” you asked.

Your wife nodded as her fingers danced over the head of your cock. Shocks of pleasure rushed through your body as she worked you with incredible skill. “I want you to clean Alec’s cum out of my pussy. He suggested it a few weeks ago and I can’t stop thinking about it. I love the idea of seeing you between my legs after he’s been inside me. I love the idea of you pushing your tongue deep into my pussy and licking up his cum. I don’t really know why, but I love it.”

You didn’t answer. Instead, you came. Cum rocketed from the tip of your cock and splashed on your stomach.

“Mmmm,” your wife said before kissing your chest and neck. “I’ll take that as a yes.”

The mere thought of cleaning Alec’s creampie out of your wife was enough to make you cum. Of course you were going to do it.

The beautiful red lace bra and panty set you’d picked out for your wife was on the bedroom floor. She was on her back in the bed wearing her red garter belt, stockings, and her strappy high heels. Alec was between her legs and they were indulging in a long, lusty kiss as he teased her pussy with the head of his cock.

You’d given a long blowjob as they’d fooled around on the couch and you could still taste him in your mouth. You’d even sucked his balls at your wife’s urging and she’d moaned like she was on the receiving end of a glorious fucking as you pleasured him.

“Please, Alec, stop teasing me,” she said. “Please, I need you inside me. I’ve waited more than a week for this. You can feel how wet I am.”

Alec smiled and slipped the head of his cock into her pussy as you watched from your knees by the side of the bed. She moaned, but he refused to sink the full length inside her. Instead, Alec turned to you and asked, “Do you want me to fuck your wife?”

“Yes, please,” you answered. “Please give her what she needs.”

“It’s not just about what she needs though, is it?” Alec said as he sank a little more of his cock inside her. “It’s about what you need too, isn’t it?”

You nodded. It hadn’t been explicitly mentioned, but you were certain Alec was talking about the creampie cleanup you were going to indulge in when they finished.

“I think you should say it,” Alec said. “I think you should give voice to your desires. I think you should embrace it and tell me what you truly want, cuckold.”

Your wife turned and looked at you. Alec was entirely inside her, but he held still, refusing to fuck her like she craved. “Tell him what you want,” she said.

“I want to clean your cum from my wife’s pussy,” you admitted. You’d spent the past three days fantasizing about it and your wife had refrained from making you cum, which meant you were quite desperate for pleasure.

Alec pulled out and filled your wife with a slow, deep thrust. “Is that what you want, Sarah?” he asked. “Do you want your husband to clean my cum from your pussy?”

“Yes,” your wife said. “I want it. I want to see him clean the mess you leave inside me.”

“Why is that?” Alec asked before pulling out and slamming his cock into her once more. “Why does it turn you on?”

“I like it when he shows how much he loves being a cuckold,” she said. “I like it when he shows me that he understands his place, too.” She turned and looked at you. “He fucks me better than you do. I cum harder when he’s inside me, so it makes perfect sense that you would clean his cum out of me.”

You wanted to masturbate and cum right there. Every word your wife uttered made your dick throb painfully. You weren’t sure you’d ever been so turned on. “Please, you said. Fuck my wife. Make her cum. Cum inside her. Let me clean up the mess like a good cuckold.”

Alec smiled and fucked your wife. She lost herself in the pleasure of it the moment he started thrusting. All her attention turned to him. They kissed. She ran her hands over his body. She wrapped her legs around him. It was the first time she’d been fucked in more than a week and she’d clearly missed his cock in a powerful way.

Your wife came in less than a minute. Alec didn’t stop, though. She didn’t want him to stop. She encouraged him to keep fucking her and soon enough she was moaning all over again. Her desire could not be snuffed out by an orgasm. It was too potent for that. A long, relentless fucking from the man she craved so desperately was the only thing that could come close to giving your wife what she needed.

The floor beneath your cock was coated in precum by the time Alec came inside her. A look of the most intense, beautiful pleasure crossed your wife’s face when Alec’s grunts and groans filled the bedroom. It seemed like she’d never been so happy to have a man cum inside her.

Alec pulled out and rolled onto his back next to your wife. They shared a quick kiss before she turned her attention to you. She reached out, caressed your face, and said, “Clean my pussy.”

You stood and crawled into the bed. You took your place between her legs. Her pussy lips were pink, puffy, and slippery. She gaped just a little and you could see a dollop of his cum waiting to be consumed.

You leaned forward and extended your tongue, but your wife stopped you. “Wait,” she said. “Thank him first. Thank Alec for fucking me. Thank him for making me cum. Thank him for cumming inside me.”

You looked up at Alec and saw a confident smile on his face. He reached out and played with your wife’s breasts as you said, “Thank you for fucking my wife. Thank you for making her cum harder than I do. Thank you for satisfying her like I can’t. Thank you for cumming inside her.”

Alec oozed confidence as he said, “You’re welcome.”

“Now clean up his mess,” your wife said.

You put your tongue inside her. You scooped up his cum. You held it in your mouth for a few moments and then swallowed.

“Fuck, that’s so good,” your wife said. “Clean me. Clean every drop, baby. Clean it all out of me.”

You pushed your tongue deep into her pussy. You bathed it in her juices and his cum. You enjoyed the salty taste. You moaned at the sense of kinky pleasure coursing through you.

“It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” Alec said.

“It is,” your wife replied.

“He should do this every time,” Alec added. “He should clean up his own cum, too. It will help him stay in a cuckold state of mind. It will ensure that he always remembers to put your pleasure before his own, which is the key to a successful hotwife and cuckold relationship. Plus, you can see that he loves it. This is a treat for him. Having him clean my mess – or any other man’s mess – is a reward for being a good cuckold.”

Your tongue danced inside your wife’s pussy as you searched for more of Alec’s cum. Everything he said was true and you couldn’t help but hope that your wife would take his advice. You knew you’d always relish cleaning his cum from her pussy. It was, after all, a dream come true for you.

“Will you fuck me again?” your wife asked.

“Of course,” Alec replied.

“Once you’re finished cleaning my pussy, I want you to suck Alec’s cock again,” your wife said. “I want you to get him nice and hard for me. Then you can clean me again when we’re done.”

“Thank you,” you replied. It was the only response that made any sense. She was offering to extend an evening that had already proved intensely pleasurable. Your cuckold fantasy was going to stay reality for a little bit longer and you couldn’t get enough.

“Believe me, it’s my pleasure,” your wife said. “Now get back to work.”

You returned to her pussy. You drove two fingers inside her to scoop out more of his cum. You sucked it off your fingers. You pushed your tongue inside her. You cleaned her pussy and you thought of sucking Alec’s big cock again. Your night was just getting started and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

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