First-Time Cuckold

by Vivi King

  “Okay babe, I will.”

  We ended our call and I did as I was told, I licked my own cum from my hand and got dressed.

  Christy called me before she left with Kevin for the poker night.

  “Steve, Greg asked me if I liked what we did in the shower and I told him that I liked it a lot.”

  “What did he say to that babe?”

  “He asked me if I wanted to do it again and I told him that I would do it whenever he wanted.”

  “Yes, and?” I asked.

  “Steve, he asked me if I meant what I had said earlier, about anytime and every time?”

  “And you said?”

  “I said, of course I meant it! He asked me... Every time and I said, yes, every time!”

  “Oh God, Christy, that is so hot.”

  “I know.”

  “So, would you do it every time he needs to pee, seriously?”

  “Yes Steve, I would!” Christy went on, “Would you be okay with that?”

  “Of course babe!”

  “Good, because I might do it!”

  We ended our call after she told me to work my little dick off and cum in my hand again; I had to lick it clean after and like a good cuck husband, I did as I was told.

  She called me around noon the following day and I asked her how her evening went?

  “Oh my God Steve,” Christy screamed, “They usually play about five hands of poker but last night they played eleven!”

  “Wow, were you bottomless?”

  “Yes Steve and they all spanked me at least two times each; it was amazing. My cheeks were burning!”

  “But you liked it?”

  “Of course! Then Kevin made love to me when we got home.”

  “Was Greg up when you woke up this morning?”

  “Yes Steve, he had showered and he brought us a cup of coffee in.”

  My heart sank; I was hoping that she would shower with Greg and have another drink!

  “So, you didn’t shower with Greg?”

  “No, why?”

  “I was wondering if you showered and had a drink!” I went on, “So, I guess you didn’t drink?”

  “Steve,” Christy said and there was a moment’s silence.

  “Yes babe.”

  More silence.

  “Christy are you there?”

  “Yes Steve.”

  “I thought that I had dropped the call; I couldn’t hear anything.”

  “That’s because I was wondering how to tell you.”

  “Tell me what babe?”

  More silence, and more silence.

  “Christy, tell me.”

  “Okay, I will just say it!”

  “Say what babe?”

  “Your wife has been to the bathroom with Greg two times since she has been up!”

  “To the bathroom?” I asked.

  “Yes, to the bathroom.”

  “And? You showered twice?” I eagerly asked, hoping for the answer that I desired.

  “No, we didn’t shower but I was naked. I had to be naked.”

  “Why babe?”

  “In case I spilled some.”

  My heart was racing.

  “In case you spilled some?”

  “Yes Steve,” Christy replied, “In case I spilled some when I drank him! There I told you.”

  “You mean...You mean, you drank him, without the shower; you drank straight from him?”

  “Yes Steve, I drank straight from his huge cock! Twice!”

  “Oh my God, Christy, you just drank him. All of it?”

  “Yes Steve, all of it! And I only spilled a little drop the first time.”

  She went on to tell me that, Kevin had run into town and Greg asked her if she meant what she had told him about drinking him and she told Greg that she meant what she had said. He asked her if she enjoyed drinking him and she told Greg that she enjoyed it immensely so Greg asked if she wanted to try it without the shower and she was eager to please.

  After she drank him the first time, he asked if she had enjoyed it and she said that she did. Greg asked her again if she would do it again. Again she told him that she would do it anytime and every time if he wanted her to. He told her that he did want her to do it every time that he needed to pee.

  “So, you are going to drink him every time he needs to pee?”

  “Yes Steve, every time!”

  “Oh Christy.”

  “Don’t you want me to?”

  “Yes babe, I do; I love it! What if he needs to pee in the night while you are sleeping?”

  ‘He asked me that as well; I told him to wake me, Steve! I love it that much!”

  “Oh Christy.”

  “He wants me to, so I will! He loves it Steve, and so do I!”

  “And you strip naked while doing it?”

  “I have to, in case I spill any,” Christy laughed. “Steve, Kevin has asked me if you would like to come over for dinner tonight; he is cooking a pot roast?”

  “I would love to babe.”

  We ended our call and I worked myself off to the thoughts of her drinking Greg and I found myself cumming in my hand and licking it clean without being told to. I arrived at just after five fifteen and Christy met me at the door; she kissed my cheek and we hugged. She was wearing her brown woolen dress and it was clear that she wasn’t wearing a bra underneath because her nipples were pushing the material to breaking point.

  Kevin handed me a beer and we sat chatting while dinner finished cooking. We were into our third beer when Greg whispered to Christy; seconds later she kissed him and they got up from their seat on the couch and went out of the living room.

  It was almost five minutes later that they returned and Christy gave me a shy smile as Kevin announced that dinner was ready. Greg headed off to the kitchen and I pulled Christy’s hand to keep

  her behind for a second.

  “Did you?” I asked quietly, she knew what I was asking.

  She smiled and whispered, “Yes I did; that makes it the fourth time today.”

  She puckered her lips and gently kissed me.

  “Lick your lips, you may taste it as well,” Christy whispered.

  Strangely, I found myself licking my lips! My erection was hurting as we ate dinner and throughout the next three hours, they disappeared two more times and each time, I knew what they were doing! It was so erotic.

  I left at nine thirty and hugged Greg and Kevin and Christy kissed my cheek. She called me about thirty minutes later and told me that Greg had asked her if she had told me about her drinking him?

  She told Greg that she had told me everything and he was concerned about how I felt about it. She told him that I knew this morning and he needn’t worry.

  “Was it exciting for you every time that we went missing Steve, knowing that I was drinking him?” Christy asked.

  “It was fucking incredible Christy,” I replied.

  “I told him to wake me in the night if he needs the bathroom as well.”

  “You like it that much?” I asked.

  “Steve, I do; I love doing it and I actually like the taste of it, but I would still do it even if I didn’t like how it tasted.”

  “You would? Why babe?”

  “Because he likes it; I don’t particularly like the taste of cum but I couldn’t go a whole day without tasting it.”

  “But you like the taste of this?”

  “I do Steve, it tastes nice and Greg loves that I do it.”

  “I would love to see you do it babe,” I said.

  “We have leftovers for dinner tomorrow, why don’t you come over and eat with us tomorrow night,” Christy asked.

  “Will I get to see you drinking him then?”

  “No Steve, because I am naked while I do that and you know that I couldn’t be naked in front of you.”

  “I will come over after work tomorrow babe.”

  We ended our call and I worked myself off before going to bed. The following day as I left work I called Christy to let her know
that I was on my way and I arrived about twenty minutes later. She kissed my cheek and Greg hugged me. Kevin was fixing dinner and he handed me a bottle of beer.

  Christy, Greg and I went to the living room and sat chatting. I noticed that Christy also had a bottle of beer in her hand and I thought that was strange because she doesn’t usually drink beer. Greg kissed her as he went to the kitchen to help Kevin.

  “Christy is drinking beer?” I said, “You don’t usually drink beer.”

  “Actually Steve, it’s not beer.”

  “It’s not, what are you drinking then babe?”

  Christy gave me a wry smile and blushed a little.

  “It’s not!” I asked excitedly, “It’s not!”

  “You said that you wanted to see,” Christy smiled.

  “I don’t believe you,” I replied, “You are drinking beer.”

  Christy shouted for Greg to bring her in a glass and moments later he handed her a half pint glass. I was shaking as she calmly poured her drink into the clear glass. It was a pale yellowish color and she filled the glass to half full and took a big gulp.

  “Steve didn’t believe what I was drinking,” Christy said to Greg and he looked concerned. Christy kissed him gently on his lips and smiled.

  “Its okay babe, I told you, Steve knows everything; I keep no secrets from him and he is okay with anything that we do.”

  “Okay,” Greg said in a nervous voice.

  “I am okay with it bud,” I reassured Greg, “I am cool with whatever she does.

  Christy smiled, “Greg filled a couple of bottles for me while I was in town this morning and we decided that I should drink them instead of wine tonight.”

  “It was her idea,” Greg informed me, hoping to keep me from thinking that he had ordered her to do this crazy act.

  “Do you like it?” I asked.

  “Yes I do; I prefer to drink it straight from his beautiful cock but I like drinking it.”

  She poured the rest of the bottle into her glass and took another gulp.

  “I told Geg to save it for me while I was in town today because I want to drink him every time that he has to pee,” Christy smiled.

  Kevin called us to go and eat and Christy kissed Greg and we went to the kitchen. Christy went to the refrigerator and took another bottle, she poured it into her glass and we sat at the dining table to eat.

  My dick was hard as we ate and Christy drank her nectar in front of us all. It was so erotic to watch and she looked at me every time that she took a drink. After dinner Kevin started to clear the dishes as Christy, Greg and I went to the living room.

  “Does Kevin know?” I asked.

  “No, this is just between the three of us,” Christy replied.

  Greg took Christy’s hand and pulled her up as he smiled.

  “I will be right back Steve,” Christy smiled as she stood up.

  I knew where they were going and I smiled, “Enjoy babe.”

  They returned about five minutes later, both smiling.

  “I bet you think that we are sick, don’t you?” Christy asked me.

  “No, I think that it is very erotic,” I replied, “and very personal.”

  “He will fill some bottles when it's not possible for me to drink as he pees, and save them for me,” Christy smiled.

  “You really are committed to “every time” aren’t you,” I said softly.

  “Yes Steve, every time!” Christy replied. “Even in the night, I told him to wake me when he needs the bathroom!”

  Kevin rejoined us and we all chatted for about an hour. Christy drank three bottles while I was there and she hugged me and kissed my cheek when I left.

  I worked myself off when I got into bed as I thought about her new adventure.

  She called me at lunchtime the following day and the first thing that I asked was if she drank him during the night?

  “I woke as Greg was quietly getting out of bed and I asked him where he was going,” Christy said, “He said that he needed the bathroom and I went with him Steve.”

  “To drink?” I asked.

  “Of course, and I told him that I was upset that he didn’t wake me. He said that he didn’t want to disturb me.”

  “That was thoughtful of him.”

  “I scolded him, telling him that he needs to wake me! He promised to in future.”

  The rest of the week went past quickly; Greg gave her tits a good hard spanking on Friday and the

  poker guys did an equally good job on her cheeks on Saturday. She gave me all the details of her day when we spoke on the phone and kept me with an erection the whole time.

  Finally, it was Monday and the first day that I would have her back with me and I was excited about having my wife back in my bed with me.

  I had taken the day off from work and Greg walked her to our house around nine-thirty that morning.

  After joining us for a cup of coffee, Greg kissed her deeply and thanked me for the past two weeks.

  She looked amazing in a pair of tight-fitting blue jeans and a white roll neck sweater. We kissed deeply and hugged each other for almost fifteen minutes as she kept telling me how much she loves me.

  It did feel good having her back in my arms and I desperately wanted to grab her ass as we kissed for the millionth time but I knew that her ass was out of bounds to me.

  It was just after nine o’clock when we went to bed and she pulled a plain with bra and white panties from her dresser, a white long tee shirt from her closet and walked to the bathroom to change.

  She kissed me as she made her way to the bathroom and told me again how much she loves me.

  “Christy,” I said softly, “How about not wearing that tee shirt in bed tonight?”

  She sat on the bed with me and took my hand.

  “Steve,” Christy said softly, “Please don’t ask me to do that babe.”

  “I would love to see you in your bra and panties Christy,” I softly said.”

  She squeezed my hand tightly, “Please Steve, please don’t make me do that.”

  I was praying that she would deny me and my heart was racing as her words brought relief to me.

  “Babe, I would never make you do anything. If you don’t want me to see you in your bra and panties, then don’t let me.”

  “I don’t want you to see me like that Steve, I know that it’s difficult for you because I am your wife, but I don’t want you to see me like that, not yet anyway.”

  “Its okay babe,” I smiled, “I understand.”

  “You wanted the denial, you wanted me to keep my body from you; I am just doing what you want babe.”

  “I know babe and I still do; you know that I love it and the teasing and the domineering.”

  “Okay, I will say it like this then,” She smiled and raised her voice a little, “I am not sleeping with you like that; I can’t and I won’t let you see me undress. You are my no sex husband.”

  I smiled and squeezed her hand tightly.

  “You are not seeing me in my bra and panties; my body belongs to my other husband who enjoys it. He is the only one who sees it and touches it. You will not see me undressed at all!”

  I smiled, “Hurry and change, Christy, I need you to work my tiny dick off.”

  She ran to the bathroom and came out three minutes later wearing her long tee shirt and bra and panties. She climbed into bed with me and kissed me deeply as she put her hand under the covers to search for my erection.

  “Where is this tiny cock of yours?” Christy teased as she took hold of my manhood.

  My heart was racing as she grabbed my tool.

  “I’m sorry that it is so pathetic and small,” I whispered.

  “It is,” Christy teased, “Your cock is tiny compared to my other husbands; you know the one who sees me naked and who fucks and spanks me.”

  “And whose pee you drink!” I panted as I was about to cum.

  “Oh yes, don’t forget that, his delicious pee from his huge cock.”

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�What are you going to drink this week babe?” I teased.

  “Wine, until Wednesday when my lover comes to sleep with me, then I will drink him!”

  “And will you get spanked on Wednesday?”

  “Oh yes and hard; until I cry again! And I will be naked for him!”

  “He is a lucky man,” I smiled, “He gets to see you naked and touch you; unlike me.”

  “Yes he does and that’s something that you will never do!”

  “Never?” I questioned with a smile.

  “Maybe, would you like that?” Christy knew that I was about to cum, “Would you like it if I never let you see or touch me again, my cuck?”

  “Oh Christy, I would, yes I would babe!” I screamed as I shot my load over her hand, “Oh Christy, yes please, deny me forever, please!”

  She pulled her cum soaked hand from the covers and told me to lick it clean; I did as ordered and she kissed me deeply.

  “I will tell Greg tomorrow,” Christy teased.

  “Tell Greg what babe?”

  “That you and I will never be sexual again, ever!” Christy teased further, “That you will never see me undress again.

  “Okay, babe.”

  We hugged and snuggled for the rest of the night and it was bliss. The next day was Greg’s first day at his new job and I had suggested that we invite Greg and Kevin for dinner. Christy cooked a bbq chicken and baked potatoes and she dressed to kill in a short figure-hugging red dress.

  I asked her what lingerie she was wearing and she informed me that she had a sexy red bra and thong on under her dress.

  “You have never seen them Steve, Greg bought them for me a few weeks ago” Christy teased and you never will!”

  “I know babe, they are for your lover.”

  “You mean my sexual husband!” Christy teased.

  “Yes Christy, I mean your sexual husband.”

  Greg and Kevin arrived around six thirty and Christy kissed Greg deeply as she opened the door; Kevin also got a big kiss from her.

  “You asked me to bring these for you, sexy,” Greg smiled as he handed my wife three beer bottles. Christy and I knew what the drink was and she smiled as she took the three bottles from her lover.

  She put two bottles in the refrigerator and handed Greg, Kevin and me a beer.

  She took a glass from the cupboard and poured her yellowish drink into the glass and took a large gulp.