Hello, Horny Readers! I don’t know if anyone is still interested in this tale. I have admittedly taken far longer to conclude it than promised. Just the same, I have continued to hear from many of you since the last installment, communicating your continued investment. I understand. I have had a wicked case of writers’ block to overcome. My fascination with this tale of two seduced cuckold cock sluts has never waned.

From part 1 of this series, you learned what differentiates a seduced cuckold from those who simply stumble into that relationship model. You also learned how a cuckold cock slut differs from a cuckold who simply performs the standard duties. In part 2, you learned a bit more about the beta seeds from which cuckold cocksluttery grew in both men, particularly in the case of Cuckie A. In this final installment of the tale of two seduced cuckold cock sluts, you’ll learn more about how swinging brought Cuckie B to his knees (pun intended). And you’ll learn how both men became not just fluffers or creampie eaters, but bona fide cock sluts in their own right!

Cuckie B: Swinging was his undoing!

Or rather, couples swapping.

His intentions were good. He didn’t suggest it purely because he’s a horndog, though that did have something to do with it. I managed to pry out of him that he knows he is undersized, both in general and in the pants. He knows now and knew then that his wife deserved so much more. So it wasn’t the fact of the noises he heard in the depths of the night at the other couple’s home that so unnerved him. He’d gone to bed with another man’s wife, and his had gone to bed with that woman’s husband, just as planned.

It was the nature of what he heard: sounds of pleasure coming from the other bedroom, from his wife, that he had never heard before. Thumping furniture and slapping skin as well.

It was the intensity of the sounds, and the length of time they went on, that took him aback. He found that they shamed, mesmerized, and yes, aroused him. And he lay awake, feeling all those confusing feelings until the sky began to turn grey.

But remember, he wasn’t alone.

The cuckold bull’s wife was his partner in seduction.

They didn’t have sex. She allowed him to lick her, but all he got was a handjob. A handjob that took place as they spooned, her the big spoon and him the small. Convenient for whispering in his ear regarding what they both could hear. Slowly pumping her hand up and down, she reassured him that it was okay to admit to the significance of what he heard. It was okay to admit that her husband was deep-dicking his wife in the way that she truly needed. It was okay to surrender to the fact that Cuckie B couldn’t fully please her, and that someone else could. That someone else should.

She went on to talk about her husband’s cock. She reassured him that it wasn’t his fault that he couldn’t measure up. Some men were wonderful providers and companions. Some men were, well, pussy slayers. It was too much to ask to expect any one man to be both.

What she didn’t say was that some men were destined to become seduced cuckold cocksluts when faced with the tool of their demotion.

By the time he spilled his little load over her fingers, he was already confused as to what exactly had aroused him so. Was it the hand job, the sounds he was listening to, or the thought of what was inducing his wife to produce them?

That last part, he tried to submerge back into his subconscious as quickly as it poked up its massive, throbbing mushroom head. He was mostly successful.

At least until the next day, when he walked into the bedroom where his wife had spent the night, and found himself face to face with the man, and the cock, at the center of his confusion.

Disorientation: An element of the seduction of seduced cuckold cock sluts!

Cuckie B’s wife was naked and luxuriating on the bed, much like the cat who got the cream. She was obviously exhausted and blissful from her active night. But she wasn’t so anesthetized by endorphin and short sleep that she didn’t attend to her husband’s arrival with a lazy smile in his direction.

Her Alpha lover was standing facing the door, completely naked as well. Cuckie B was overcome; he simply couldn’t seem to make up his mind to move in any one direction. Stunned, he attempted to sort out in his addled brain whether he should retreat, wish them good morning, look at his wife or at her lover, and how to keep his eyes off of the colossal piece of man-meat hanging between her lover’s thighs. His wife’s face, then her lover’s, then that cock, clicked like slides through his mind, with a soundtrack of the moans, erotic curses, screams of ecstasy, straining furniture, and whispers of the bull’s wife as soundtrack.

So confused was he that he didn’t realize at first that the bull’s wife had actually come up behind him and was whispering in his ear. “Go on.  Go say hello.”

Her admonishment was accompanied by the warmth of her hand wrapped around his mediocre dick, caressing it more than stroking it. Much to his chagrin, during the moments of mental confusion that swept over him, it had grown once again achingly hard.

Seduced cuckold cock sluts: the body tells the truth, even as the mind tries to deceive.

His mind told him that he was still mulling it over, but his feet were moving, zombie-like, toward his wife and the stud. The stud wife followed, and as he approached, his own wife roused herself from her nest on the bed and slid to the floor on her knees.

She took the tool of her pleasure in her hand, and kissed it, looking up at him expectantly. He seemed to have no strength to resist when the stud wife pressed his shoulders gently, bending his knees. He remained confused and defenseless as he felt her kneel behind him, and use her guiding hand to press his head forward.

When this seduced cuckold cock sluts’ lips met the throbbing skin of the stud cock, something inside him broke violently. With a moan of defeat and lust, he opened his mouth and took it in. And with the encouraging hands and whispers of all three of his mentors, he brought the bull to a thigh-trembling orgasm, the product of which he swallowed greedily.

Seduced Cuckold Cock sluts’ New Role, and New Obsession

Since that morning, Cuckie B and his wife have grown to be the willing sexual servants of this seductively dominant couple. Cuckie B found that he could hardly wait for the next trip to visit them states away. It became easier to admit that it wasn’t just the eroticism of the whole experience that he wanted to repeat, but that he longed for the fat cock of the bull, even though he never knew whether or not he would be allowed access to it again. After all, pleasing his wife, and his taking pleasure of her, was the main purpose of their connection, and they all knew it.

Over time, Cuckie B also learned not just to show submission and lust through his mouth, but also through his ass. The ultimate surrender of any cuckold’s claim to manhood of the first order is to be penetrated by the cock that stole his wife. It took a great deal of training, stretching, and mind over matter, but eventually, with his wife and the stud’s wife present and watching, he experienced a paralyzing full-body orgasm while riding that manly meat stick as lustily and skillfully as any whore. As the stud overflowed his rectum with seed, Cuckie B blew his own massive load all over his bull’s chest without ever touching the cock that even he now mostly disregarded.

The Cockslut Maturation of Cuckie B

After that, Cuckie B began to urge his wife to find more big dicked lovers. Yes, he wanted to keep her satisfied, but he also knew as she did that his lust for cock had grown outside of the bounds of a trip to Florida a few times a year. And though he was mostly content to surrender sexual intercourse with his wife almost completely, the satiation of his own cock lust needed to be with the cock by which he was cuckolded.

And their marriage? Well, it has only grown stronger, even with both their sex lives mostly outsourced. Cuckoldry and cock lust brought their emotional bond to a level that only the most intimate couples know. And though I haven’t spoken to Cuckie B in months, I assume it remains so to this day.

This has been quite the marathon of a post, but I realize I’ve left you hanging with regard to Cuckie A, haven’t I?

Listen in below to hear the conclusion of his seduced cuckold cock sluts’ tale!

Pardon the sounds of the neighborhood you might hear from time to time.

xoxo

Miss Rachel, the friend of seduced cuckold cock sluts everywhere!

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