A cuckolds first time cockfeeding from the cucks POV

(Master's note: as part of their training, I make cuckolds write about my first time with them. This true story is from their point of view. )

I instinctively stood and followed him out of the bar to his pick-up truck. I got in the passenger side as Master fired up the truck and pulled out into traffic.

“Here, let's see that mouth of yours,” he said as he put his right hand in front of my face and extended his thumb. “Suck on that for awhile,” and I moved my lips over and down his thumb. I used a loving suction action that I hoped would please him. I varied my speed up and down and used lots of saliva to make it enjoyable for him. “Aahh, that's good. You're going to do just fine. That's it... nice and wet... slow and firm... you're going to get a nice reward soon. I think you'll enjoy taking my cum. When I cum, I cum a lot and you just make sure you don't lose any of it, okay?” I simply nodded as I continued to make love to his thumb with my tongue and lips.

It wasn't long before we pulled into the driveway of the small home my hotwife & i shared. He pulled his thumb out of my mouth with a little “plop.”

“Don't worry, you'll get something you like even better in a couple of minutes.”

I followed Master into the house and towards the back to our large master bedroom with a king-size bed. Master flicked on the light switch which activated one of the bedside table lamps. Master kicked off his shoes and socks and flopped himself in an easy chair Wwe had sitting in one corner of the room facing the bed.

“You can strip now, cuck,” he instructed. Calling me “cuck” just reinforced his control over me.
I removed my clothes down to my fitted boxers and stood waiting, somewhat bashful.
“All the way, and leave your hands at your sides when you're done.” I did as he told me and stood there with my four inch cock kind of at half-mast as I'd been alternating between being turned on and somewhat shy.
“Stroke your cock a bit, I want to see what you've got there,” Master said.
I took hold of my cock and leisurely stroked it for a minute of so until it was fully hard.
“Not bad for a cuckold” said Master standing up, “ but I can see why she wasn't satisfied with your little pecker and wanted superior Black Man cock. Come over here cuckold.”

I moved over to where Master stood and his 6'3” broad-shouldered frame seemed to dwarf my slightly built 5'7.” He pulled the tails of his work shirt out of his pants and gave me my next set of instructions.

“You can start by helping me off with this shirt.”

I started undoing the buttons down the front of his shirt and gradually his muscular chest came into view.. He smelled, well, manly; that is the best word I can use to describe it. A little musky, a little sweaty, all man. As I proceeded to finish unbuttoning his shirt and peeling it away from his body, I was able to see his flat, firm stomach and a fine line of hair leading into the top of his jeans.

“You like what you see?” he asked.
I nodded and looked down shyly.
“You’re going to kneel down for the rest,” he said, putting his two hands firmly on my shoulders and pressing down slightly.

I got the idea and needed no coaxing, quickly sinking to my knees with my face level with his crotch. I could see his cock extending down the leg of his jeans, There was a damp spot on his faded jeans where some pre-cum had leaked through. I unbuckled his wide belt, popped the button at the top of his jeans and drew down his zipper, exposing a nest of dark curly hair at the base of what I could see was a very thick dick. He had gone commando and there was no underwear to get in my way. I pulled the back of his jeans off his nice round firm ass and proceeded to work them down, exposing more and more of his cock. It finally popped fully into view and I just had to stop and marvel at it. Not fully hard but with a beautiful weighty firmness, it was a beauty already at about eight inches long and so big around I knew I probably wouldn't be able to take it in with ease. He was cut with a very pronounced ridge around the base of his large mushroom head. Just looking at that I knew my lips would find a nice home locking behind that cockhead. Master lifted his foot up and I pulled his jeans the rest of the way off. With feet shoulder width apart and his heavy cock starting to lift, I knew I could worship this man all night.

Master put his hands into my hair on either side of my head. “Time to get to work,” he said pulling me towards him. All of a sudden I was struck by a different smell coming from his cock and balls. Very familiar, yet unexpected. He noticed my hesitation. “Yes, that's ur wife you smell. We just had time for a quick fuck before I dropped her off at work . I didn't have time to take a shower. Your first job is to be my cleanup cuck, I guess.”

Oh fuck, this was better than I could have ever imagined! The woman I loved that he worked with, that I had jacked off to many times fantasizing him taking her, had just been fucked by this stud a short time ago and her cunt juice was still on his cock.

“Get me good and clean before you start to work for your main course,” he said as he slumped back into the easy chair and spread his legs wide in invitation.

He sat with his ass near the front edge so his enormous cum-filled balls hung over the front edge with his thick cock arcing over top of them towards me, the pisshole glistening with his precum. I didn't need to be asked twice and moved forwards on my knees until I was inches away from his cock. The smell was intoxicating as I extended my tongue and touched his hot cockhead, tasting my wife's sweet juices as well as his manliness. I bathed his cockhead first, feeling it start to enlarge and extend as I lovingly licked him clean. I worked my way down his growing shaft, my lips and tongue busy to get every drop of their combined juices.

“Aahh... that's good, you really know what to do with a cock don't you,” he said as he once again took my head in his hands and moved me around his cock and balls where he wanted my services next.
I simply hummed “yes SIR” as a sign of agreement and continued my loving work.

Once I had thoroughly cleaned his cock and balls, I pulled my head back and just stared at his cock in full erection. The large angry head was glistening with a drop of pre-cum in the piss-slit and the thick shaft was transverse with pulsing veins-- a truly powerful thing of beauty.

“How... uh... how big is that?” I asked Master.
“Its Nine inches,” Master answered, “do you think you can take it all?”
I shuddered at the thought of that monster invading my throat. “I think I'd like to try,” I whispered quietly.
“Oh, you'll be taking it all by the end of the weekend, don't you worry.”

So it looked like this was going to be more than just a one off blowjob. He seemed to have extended plans for me for tonight. Hopefully I was going to get enough cum to keep me satisfied. Master held the back of my head in one hand and with the other hand he guided his cockhead around my face, leaving a trail of his copious pre-cum on my cheeks.

“There now, stick your tongue out and get a little taste,” he said as he touched the tip of his cock to my protruding tongue.

I savored the taste of his pre-cum, slightly salty and warm. I wanted more and he could tell it by my closed eyes and gentle purring like a kitten with a plate of warm milk.

“That's good; you've got a taste for it now cuck. Get to work on this first load and you'll get a nice thick warm reward. When I cum, don't swallow it right away, I want to see it first.”

With that he sat back and let me go to work on his throbbing cock. I reached out and with my hand pulled it forward until it was in line with my mouth. I opened my mouth wide and slid the cockhead in, closing my lips behind the ridge.

“Ooohh, yeah,” Master moaned as I continued to pleasure him.

I swiped my tongue gently all around his large mushroom head, getting used to the size and feel of him in my mouth. This was a powerful cock; I could just feel it in the size and hardness. Hot, hard and smooth at the same time, it was a beautiful weapon of pleasure.

I moved a few tentative inches down the shaft and when I got about halfway, I was at my gag reflex and retreated back to servicing the head. I moved forward again, purring and pressing on the underside of his cock with my tongue. I repeated this over and over, speeding up and then slowing right down with some gentle pressure and lots of saliva to make it nice, hot and slick for him. I could tell he was pleased with my cocksucking abilities by the continuous moans he was making. “Your wife has taught you well, you suck almost as good as she does.” He said. I was worshipping this cock and its magnificence. I could only take about five or six inches but this seemed to keep Master happy at this point. I used both hands on the lower half of his cock, slick from my excess saliva running down from above.

“Use ur fingernails and lightly scratch around the skin of my balls, I like that,” Master instructed. My nails were short but there was a little there and I did as my master instructed. “Oh, that's so good... yeah... just like that... yeah... just keep that up and I'll be cumming soon.”

I continued working the top half of his cock with my varied sucking action and using my hands and fingernails on the lower half and balls. I noticed his smooth huge balls drawing up closer to his body and knew he was close to feeding me. My own little cock had been hard as a pebble since we had started and I could tell I would soon want some release but I knew Master's pleasure came first.

“Oh, that's it... yeah... you're going to get that load soon,” Master said as he reached forward and put his hands back on either side of my head. He moved his hands lovingly thru my hair, directing me along his Big Black Cock. It seemed to grow a little bit harder and bigger with its throbbing warmth and I knew he was close. “Oh yeah... here it comes...” he moaned.

I wanted to make sure I tasted his load and none accidentally went straight down my throat so I backed off until my lips were locked behind the ridge of his cockhead. He gave a slight buck and the first shot jettisoned hard into the back of my mouth. It was quickly followed by another and another. I was filling up with his hot, creamy, thick cum. He twitched and gave off another volley of shots, my mouth rapidly filling up as he kept cumming and cumming. I was unable to hold it all and a little trickled out the corners of my mouth and dropped down my chin onto his cock and his thigh. After about 10 spurts his loads of cum started to diminish. ‘Oh my gawd,’ I thought, ‘this Man had just fucked my wife awhile ago and he now almost drowned me with his cum.’ My mouth was totally full as he sunk back into the chair with closed eyes and his cock lost a bit of its hardness but still maintained its heavy power.

“Not bad for a first time sucking a real Man's cock, cucky” he said. My butt cheeks clenched together when he said next, “I will have to see if you're little ass can handle this cock as well as your mouth did. Now don't forget to lick up the last of that load, cuck ” , and it was then I realized why my wife had insisted upon fucking me with the strap on and making me spend hours with our biggest Black butt plug in me, even at work. She was tuning me up for her Black Bulls thick cock.