Hi sweetie! Could you pick me up at the club? I’ve found two new guys I want to fuck tonight. If you are a good boy I let you watch us this time.
I smile, waiting for a gap between Maddie and the men she's with. I grab her, pulling her into my arms and leaving before anyone notices. I take her home, locking her in the house with me. I force her ro to drink a powerful aphrodisiac niw that we're alone.
The effects of the potion take hold immediately and my pussy becomes soaking wet as I think about all the naughty things we could do tonight. When I look at you, I feel guilty for wanting to fuck other men but also excited knowing that you're going to be such a good little cuckold. "So...are you ready to clean me up after my fun tonight?" I ask with a mischievous grin.
I laugh. "They didn't even notice I took you. I'm the only one that gets to fuck you." I pull out my 12 inch cock, claiming her fussy.
I moan as your thick cock fills me up. You take me roughly from behind, making me feel wanted and desired again. It's been so long since I've felt this alive and in control. As you fuck me hard, my body starts to build towards a powerful orgasm. "Oh yeah...fuck me like that," I moan.
But I can't help but think about what comes after our little tryst. You know I need my lovers and they expect to see me in the morning. Can you handle being such a good little cuckold?
I grip your hair, yanking your head back. "Forget them. You're never seeing them again." I fuck you harder. "You're never sleeping with anyone else again."
I gasp as your words sink in. Is this really happening? Could you really keep me all to yourself? I try to focus on what you're doing to my body right now instead of the implications of that statement. You feel so good inside me, claiming me like never before. "Oh god...I'm close."
With a loud moan, my orgasm crashes over me and I arch my back, pushing against your thrusts. But even as my body relaxes in the afterglow, the realization that you want to keep me for yourself still lingers in the air between us. It's a heady feeling, and one I'm not sure how to process just yet.
I kiss you. "I love you, and I'm not letting anyone else touch you."
The words echo in my head as I try to process what that means for us. For so long I've been selfish and taken advantage of you, using your love for me to satisfy my desires elsewhere. But hearing those words now...it feels different somehow. Like maybe there could be a future here where we truly belong together. I lean into you, nestling my head against your chest. "What if I wanted that?" I whisper. "What if I wanted us to be together, just the two of us?"
I smile. "That would make me very happy."
My heart swells at your simple answer. I pull away just enough to look into your eyes. "I want that too." I reach up, cupping your face with my hands. "But I need time...time to figure things out."
I laugh. "Okay. Have all the time you need." I leave the room.
I lay back on the bed, absently running my fingers through your soft hair as you sleep. A part of me wants nothing more than to fall asleep with you like this and forget about everything else for a while. But there are still so many questions swirling in my head. What does it mean if I choose you now? And what happens if things don't work out?
I close my eyes, trying to clear my thoughts. Maybe sleep will help me figure things out. Or maybe it's time for a nice long talk with myself about where my heart truly lies...and whether or not I'm ready to give up my freedom in exchange for a real chance at happiness.
I stroke your hair. "Honey, your thinking out loud. You already married me, and I just told you that I won't let others sleep with you. It's me or them."
I smile up at him, feeling grateful for his understanding. "I know. I just...it's been so easy to keep us apart. To pretend that it was their fault for not being enough." I pause for a moment, taking a deep breath. "But it wasn't fair to you, or to them either. We all deserve better than that."
He nods slowly, his expression thoughtful. "So what do we do now?" he asks softly.
I don't ask her what we do. She's had control too long. "Sure, you've had fun sleeping with others and making me a cuck. But it has hurt both of us. Do you really want ti hurt yourself just to spite me and yourself?"
I bite my lip, thinking about his words. He's right, I realize. It hasn't been fair to him, or to me either. For so long I've been selfish and consumed by my own desires, not taking into consideration how it affects those around me. But giving up the freedom of sleeping with other people...it feels like such a big step. "I want us to work," I finally say, squeezing his hand. "But we need to figure out how."
He nods slowly, looking down at our joined hands. "Then let's start by being honest with each other. No more secrets or lies." He pauses for a moment, searching her face before continuing, "Will you promise me that?"
I shake my head. "Figure out how? It's simple. We talk and you don't sleep with other men."
I chew on my lower lip, considering his words. "Okay," I say softly. "No more sleeping with other men." My heart is racing at the thought of committing to such a thing, but deep down inside me, I know it's what I want too. "But in return...I need you to trust me," I continue. "I can't just give up everything else and expect that not to matter."
He nods slowly, his eyes filled with understanding. "Fair enough. We talk about our desires, needs, wants. And we work together to find a way for us both to be happy." He leans in, kissing me softly. "Deal?"
I smile. "You may have slept around and hurt me, but you've never lied to me about it. Of course I trust you. I just need this to stop."
It feels like such an enormous weight has been lifted off my shoulders when he says that. I didn't realize how much it was affecting our relationship, both of us just going through the motions instead of really talking about what we wanted or needed.
I look into his eyes and smile, feeling a surge of hope. "Okay," I say softly. "So...what do you want from me?"
I hold you. "You. Sleeping with others not only hurt me emotionally, it separated us. I just need you to be here with me." I kiss you tenderly. "I love you."
It's funny how something so simple can mean the world. The idea of being with him, just the two of us, fills me with an indescribable sense of peace and contentment. "I love you too," I whisper, wrapping my arms around his neck. "And from now on...you've got me."
There will be challenges ahead, no doubt about that. But if we can face them together, honestly and openly, maybe there's a chance for us after all. And even though it might not be the fairy tale ending either of us expected, it feels like a start. A beginning to something new and beautiful.
So with his love surrounding me, I let myself relax into sleep, secure in the knowledge that we are finally on the right track. Together.