<p><a href="https://www.patreon.com/posts/70659079">Click here</a> to read the previous parts of the story.</p><p><img data-media-id="38331011" src="/31/02/3102563e4639f840c5fabc279401de07e886e55dd9f590589428183860ae44b4.jpg"></p><p>Luke couldn’t help but glance in the rearview mirror as he navigated the Kamehameha Highway. He was driving Celeste and Michael to Waimea Valley, a beautiful botanical garden with a waterfall that promised to deliver a little bit of romance for the couple in the backseat.</p><p>Each time Luke looked in the mirror he was greeted with something that delighted the cuckold in him. He saw his wife offering a giddy smile to her bull. He saw them share a soft, slow kiss. He saw his wife sucking on her bull’s tongue as that kiss turned into something a little naughtier.</p><p>He saw Celeste’s arm moving in a manner that suggested she was stroking Michael’s cock, perhaps over the shorts he wore. Each glance made Luke feel like their Uber driver instead of Celeste’s husband, which was precisely what they were going for.</p><p>Luke guided their rental car down the road that took them to the entrance to Waimea Valley and all three of them hopped out of the car. He walked behind his wife and her bull as they approached the window to purchase tickets.</p><p>“Three adults, please,” Celeste said before she pulled Michael close for a soft kiss.</p><p>“That’ll be fifty four dollars,” the woman at the register said after waiting a moment for Celeste to cease kissing the man at her side.</p><p>Celeste smiled and said, “Oh, my husband will pay,” before once more taking Michael’s hand in hers and walking away.</p><p>Luke stepped to the window, pulled out his wallet, and offered his credit card to the woman standing at the register on the other side of the glass. She took the card, ran it, and handed Luke the receipt along with a pen for his signature.</p><p>After signing, Luke passed the pen and receipt back and the woman looked up and asked, “So if you’re her husband, who’s the guy she’s kissing?” There was a smile on her face.</p><p>Luke decided to throw caution to the wind. It’s not like he could be arrested for saying something a little bit filthy and it’s not like they lived in Hawaii, so he didn’t really care. “He’s the man that makes her cum,” he answered.</p><p>A look of shock registered on the woman’s face before she smiled once more. “Your wife is a lucky woman,” she said.</p><p>“You have a good day,” Luke said as he took a pamphlet and turned to follow his wife and her bull into the botanical garden.</p><p>Celeste was still holding hands with Michael. She couldn’t seem to keep her hands off of him, though that wasn’t exactly surprising to Luke. Celeste tended to be extra affectionate after a particularly good orgasm, and Michael had already fucked her once that morning. Luke woke up to the sounds of lusty moans, in fact.</p><p>As they slowly strolled through the beautifully maintained botanical garden, Luke felt very much like a third wheel. That was the point, of course, and it was effective. He mostly walked behind Celeste and Michael and he kept his distance as they shared a series of intimate moments while admiring the spectacularly beautiful flowers and the lush ferns, bushes, and trees that dotted the environment.</p><p>At one point they followed a path down a steep hill and to the riverside. Celeste turned to Michael and pulled him close for a deeply passionate kiss. Her hands roamed over his body and one found its way between his legs. The lust was obvious, and Luke couldn’t help but get excited as he watched his wife fool around with her bull. He wondered if they were going to go further than simply kissing.</p><p>“Luke, I’m feeling rather parched,” Celeste said. “Would you mind going to the snack shop and getting us a couple of waters?”</p><p>“Of course,” Luke said.</p><p>He promptly turned around and headed back up the hillside and to the paved path that would lead him to the snack shack. Luke took a moment to look back before his wife and her bull were out of view and he happened to see Celeste drop to her knees in front of Michael. His wife was going to suck her bull’s cock while he was gone, and she was going to do it in a place where she could very well get caught. That clearly didn’t bother her, though. It might have even turned her on. </p><p>Either way, Luke was a little disappointed that he hadn’t been permitted to watch. He was certain that Celeste had purposefully sent him away, probably as a means of teasing her husband and denying him the pleasure of witnessing her lust for the man that had proven so skillful at making her cum.</p><p>On his way to the snack shop, Luke couldn’t help but imagine his wife offering Michael her mouth. He’d seen it so many times before, it was easy to conjure an image of the other man’s big  cock between her lips.</p><p>Thankfully, Luke had chosen a tight pair of briefs that morning. They contained his erection – small as it was – well enough that he didn’t need to worry about embarrassing himself by walking around with a hard-on as he openly fantasized about his wife sucking someone else’s cock in the botanical garden.</p><p>Luke purchased two bottles of water at the snack shop and quickly walked back to the spot where Celeste and Michael were hopefully still getting hot and heavy.</p><p>As he made his way down the dirt hill and through the thick bushes Luke heard his wife’s distinctive moan. He pushed through a group of leafy branches and emerged on the other side to see Michael sitting on the edge of a rock. Celeste was in his lap and they were very clearly having sex.</p><p>Luke watched from afar as his wife climaxed with someone else’s cock inside her. It was as thrilling as ever and made a little more arousing since Celeste was getting fucked in what was essentially a public place.</p><p>Michael and Celeste kissed as she rested in his lap with his cock buried inside her. The look on her face was one of pure delight, as it always was after a pleasurable orgasm provided by her bull.</p><p>“Come here, cuckold,” Celeste said as she looked up at her husband.</p><p>Luke walked over as his wife and her bull disentangled and she dropped to her knees in front of Michael. Once more her lips wrapped around his big cock and by the time Luke reached his wife’s side she was eagerly, sloppily sucking on another man’s dick.</p><p>Luke stood and watched as he awaited further instructions. He felt jealousy surge through his body as Celeste sucked cock vigorously. It had been ages since she’d pleasured his cock in that way, and yet here she was doing it to Michael’s big dick mere moments after experiencing the thrill of her own climax.</p><p>Michael groaned and Celeste stopped sucking. Luke knew the other man was cumming in his wife’s mouth. It didn’t happen all that often – usually Michael climaxed in Celeste’s pussy or Luke’s mouth – and he found it exceptionally arousing.</p><p>When Michael finished, Celeste stood up and approached her husband. She pulled his lips to hers and they shared a sloppy cum kiss. Celeste’s tongue pushed her bull’s load into Luke’s mouth. She reached between his legs and stroked her husband’s throbbing cuckold cock through his shorts as a heavy, thick load of cum flooded his mouth.</p><p>Luke welcomed his wife’s tongue and her bull’s load into his mouth. He savored the salty flavor and the messiness of it all. He found it particularly thrilling to enjoy a quick, teasing over-the-shorts handjob as they kissed.</p><p>“Swallow,” Celeste said as their lips parted.</p><p>Luke looked into his wife’s eyes and let her bull’s cum slide down his throat. He swallowed because it’s what she craved. He swallowed because not doing what she wanted was inconceivable. He swallowed because he was a cuckold.</p><p><br></p><p>“Pull in here,” Celeste said as they approached Sunset Beach.</p><p>Luke pulled the car into one of the available parking spaces and took a moment to admire the beautiful view. It was obvious where the beach got its name.</p><p>“Would you get us a towel, cuckold,” Celeste said as she and Michael got out of the car and headed towards the beach.</p><p>Luke did as he was told, as always. He retrieved a towel from the trunk and followed his wife and her bull to the beach. He dutifully laid out the towel for them and watched as they sat next to each other. Michael put his arm around Celeste and pulled her closer.</p><p>“You can wait at the car,” Celeste said.</p><p>As he walked up the short, sandy incline to the parking lot, Luke grappled with a genuine sense of jealousy. He knew this is what their vacation would entail. He knew he was going to spend quite a bit of time being treated like a servant. He even knew it was going to be difficult.</p><p>That didn’t stop him from feeling jealous, though. The feeling only intensified when Luke reached the parking lot and sat on the hood of the car. Celeste and Michael were sharing a kiss. The light of the setting sun reflected off the ocean and made it all look even more romantic. Michael was primarily a sexual partner for Celeste, but clearly they were using the vacation to deepen Luke’s cuckold feelings and enjoy each other in more than just a sexual manner.</p><p>Despite the somewhat uncomfortable feelings roiling inside him, Luke had an erection. His cock was hard as he watched his wife and her bull fool around once more. He hadn’t gotten any relief after Waimea Valley. Celeste had stroked him through his shorts, but after he’d swallowed Michael’s cum she’d gone back to her bull’s side and left him alone to contemplate his place in her life. It had led to more arousal, more desire, and more precum dripping from his cock.</p><p>Now he was hard again. Luke was watching his wife kiss another man on the beach and his dick was stiff with desire. As more couples arrived, his sense of lust only increased. He was the only man watching his wife kiss someone else. He was the only third wheel on the beach. Everyone else was experiencing the beauty of romance with their chosen partner while Luke was experiencing the very particular beauty of being a cuckold.</p><p>If the beach hadn’t been so crowded, Luke was certain that Celeste and her bull would have fooled around. She couldn’t keep her hands off of Michael, and that kind of lust on her part almost always resulted in an orgasm for one or both of them.</p><p>Instead, they had to limit themselves to kissing and a little bit of casual fondling, all of which thrilled Luke. It was as if he was feeling his wife’s unquenched desire to once more have her bull’s cock inside her. Luke wanted it too. He wanted to watch, to experience Celeste’s pleasure from afar.</p><p>After sunset, Michael picked up the towel and they walked arm-in-arm up the beach and towards the parking lot.</p><p>“Give me the keys,” Celeste said as they reached him.</p><p>“What?” Luke said. He’d done all the driving on their trip and her request confused him.</p><p>“I’m going to drive us back to the hotel and you’re going to do your duty as a cuckold,” she said as a naughty smile crossed her face.</p><p>Luke looked at his wife and then at Michael before her intention sunk in. Once it did, he reached into his pocket and pulled out the keys.</p><p>Celeste took them and climbed into the front seat as Luke slid into the back with Michael. Once they were on the road, Luke reached over and unzipped the bull’s shorts to pull out his cock, which was still half hard.</p><p>“That’s it, cuckold. Be a good cocksucker for my bull. Show him how much you appreciate all the pleasure he gives your wife,” Celeste said from the front seat as Luke took Michael’s thick cock into his mouth.</p><p>This is what his wife desired. She wanted Luke to offer his mouth to Michael to get him worked up before they got back to the hotel. She wanted Luke to embrace his place as her cuckold and suck cock like she’d taught him to. Luke wasn’t in any position to say no. He didn’t even consider it. He knew his place, and so he sucked cock for the entire ride home.</p><p>Luke’s jaw ached by the time they pulled into the hotel parking lot. They self-parked to give Michael’s cock a few minutes to soften before heading up to their room.</p><p>“He’s gotten a lot better,” Michael said as he pulled his cock back into his shorts and zipped up.</p><p>“Does it make you happy to be a good cocksucker, cuckold?” Celeste asked.</p><p>Luke nodded at his wife. He knew it was a little bit crazy to admit, but it did make him happy. He liked being a good cocksucker for her.</p><p>“Are you hungry for more cum?” she asked.</p><p>“Yes,” Luke answered from the backseat.</p><p>“Good, because I’m going to feed you Michael’s creampie,” Celeste said as she hopped out of the car.</p><p>Luke and Michael followed and after a short walk and an elevator ride they were back in the hotel room.</p><p>“Get naked and get on your back in the bed, cuckold,” Celeste demanded.</p><p>Luke stripped swiftly and got on his back. Celeste got on top, forming a cuckold 69. Luke could feel his wife’s hair brush against his thighs and stiff cock, though she denied him the pleasure of touching his throbbing erection.</p><p>Michael took his place behind Celeste and rubbed his cock over the entrance to her exceptionally wet pussy. He slipped into her in one long, slow thrust and Luke’s wife moaned as the bigger, better man filled her.</p><p>“Fuck me, Michael. Show him how a real man fucks his wife,” Celeste said.</p><p>Luke always found these moments irresistible. He liked when his wife found her dominant side and offered a dose of verbal humiliation. It made watching so much more arousing.</p><p>In this case, there was no question that Michael possessed a bigger cock and that he fucked Celeste better than Luke could ever manage. It was the third time that day he’d pounded her married pussy and Luke had never fucked her more than once in a day. It was perfect proof that Celeste simply couldn’t resist the other man’s cock.</p><p>After a day of watching his wife enjoy lust and romance with her bull, Luke’s cock was rock hard without being touched. He could feel Celeste’s breath on it as she moaned for Michael, but she still refused to stroke or suck him. He enjoyed the beautiful agony of being so close and being completely denied what he craved.</p><p>Instead, Luke had to concentrate on the show happening inches from his face. Celeste’s pussy looked perfect as it opened around Michael’s thick, throbbing cock. Each thrust stretched her out and produced a lusty moan and wet, slippery sounds while she took a good pounding.</p><p>“Cum inside me, Michael,” Celeste said. “My cuckold is hungry. Give him a nice load to eat for dinner.”</p><p>Michael fucked Celeste harder. Luke felt little droplets of juice from her pussy drip onto his nose and forehead. He saw her bull’s testicles tighten up and his shaft pulse. Michael’s orgasm was imminent.</p><p>“That’s it, cum inside me!” Celeste cried out as Michael pumped yet another load into her married pussy.</p><p>When he pulled out, Michael quickly pushed his cock between Luke’s lips for a cleaning. He sucked like he’d been trained to. He did his job as a cuckold, and his reward was Celeste sitting on his face and feeding him from her pussy.</p><p>“Eat it all up, cuckold. Eat his load like a good boy. Eat your dinner like the cum slut we both know you are,” Celeste said as she moved her wet pussy over Luke’s mouth.</p><p>Cum flowed out of her and onto his tongue. It slid down his throat with ease. Luke savored the salty taste. He savored being a cum slut, as his wife called him. He savored being exactly what she wanted him to be.</p><p>“Lick my clit,” Celeste demanded after the last of Michael’s semen had dripped out of her.</p><p>Again Luke did as he was told and before long Celeste had cum on his face. He’d eaten a load and provided his wife with an orgasm. Luke couldn’t have been happier and he felt an intense form of bliss spread through his body.</p><p>“You may go to your room, cuckold,” Celeste said after she crawled off of her husband and stood at the foot of the bed. “Michael and I are going to dinner. You can order room service if you’d like, or you can simply enjoy the load of cum you just consumed. Either way, you are not to masturbate or cum without my permission. Do you understand?”</p><p>“Yes, of course,” Luke said as he gathered his clothes. His cock throbbed painfully, but he wasn’t going to masturbate unless Celeste granted him permission. He was hers to control, especially on vacation. “Enjoy your dinner.”</p><p>“We will, cuckold,” Celeste said as she took Michael’s hand and led him to the bathroom. </p><p>The shower turned on moments later as Luke moved to his room and collapsed into the bed. He decided to do as his wife suggested, at least for a little while. He was going to savor the taste of Michael’s cum and embrace its presence in his stomach. He liked that. He liked how much it made him feel like a cuckold. There would be time for dinner later. For now he was going to lie naked in bed and let his cock throb as he digested another man’s cum.</p>