“You know why? Because your tiny cock can’t actually penetrate her cervix and get the cum where it needs to be. Good to know this because now I can get some in there for you. You want to see her pregnant?”
I said “Yes, Sir” yet again.
He laughed yet again. “Jesus Christ this is great. Tell me what you are.”
“I’m a cuck, sir” I said.
“No. Not good enough. Tell me what you are so I can cum. Tell me what you want so I can finish.”
I decided what he wanted was a recap of the conversation. My little cock was throbbing as I typed. “Im a sissy cuck and I want your cock in my mouth. I want you to fuck me in front of my wife so she can see what a sissy I am. I want to lick up your cum when you’re done and I want you to get my wife pregnant because I can’t.”
There was a pause for a couple minutes. I sat quietly on my knees playing with myself waiting for a response. Then finally “fuck that was a good orgasm.”
Part of me hoped we’d go back to normal chatting, like “ha that was fun to role play.” But he didn’t say anything else for a moment so I asked “Am I allowed to cum, Sir?”
Again another pause. He wasn’t close to as responsive. Then “Sure you can cum.”
It seemed terse and short. “However I want?” I was expecting something extravagant, something still in role.
“I don’t fucking care what you do with your little cock” was what I got back.
I said “Yes sir” back and started to jerk off. It took me mere moments to cum. It dribbled out of my cock and onto the floor. I convulsed, instantly feeling like I’d been used. As I caught my breath he sent another message. “Gonna tell your wife what a good little slut you are?”
“I’m not sure, Sir” I said.
“Lol did you cum”
I told him I had and said thank you.
“Lick it up” was the last thing he sent me. I did as he asked, licking my cum off the floor, then took off my panties.
I sent “glad I could help you cum, Sir” before hopping in the shower. When I was done he hadn’t responded so I said “I’ll try to work up the courage to tell my wife.” Still nothing.
A few hours passed. Nothing. I sent another message telling him I hadn’t told my wife everything but had mentioned we talked about cuckolding some more. Still nothing.
The next day I finally got a message back. “Don’t tell her yet. It’ll be our secret. Wait til I’m fucking her again and then just come over and suck my cock at some point. I’ll tell her during sex that you love my cock almost as much as she does lol.”
I said “Yes sir” back but again heard nothing. A few days passed. He’d been messaging my wife about another get together. They weren’t able to coordinate their schedules though so they agreed on something later, though he called her that night and told her to masturbate for him while I sat in the corner.
The next day I had work off and was on the couch and felt my phone buzz. “What are you up to?”
“nothing much” I said. “Just sitting on the couch.”
“Did you like watching your wife last night?” he asked.
“Yeah it was really hot.”
“Did you like hearing her moan thinking about my cock?”
I said I did, though it wasn’t as good as watching the real thing.
“Oh I know that’s what you like” he said. Then sent a pic of his cock. He was rock hard again. “How’s that make you feel?”
I admitted I liked looking at it.
“Where’s (wife) at?” he asked.
“Out running errands” I said.
“Good. Be a good little bitch, go upstairs, and put your panties on. I want another orgasm.”
I wasn’t sure what else I could say, so I just typed “Yes, sir.”
not my story, but to good not to share
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