<p><a href="https://www.patreon.com/posts/37456692">Click here</a> to read the other entries in the series.</p><p><img data-media-id="64909857" src="/31/02/3102563e4639f840c5fabc279401de07e886e55dd9f590589428183860ae44b4.jpg"></p><p>“What is it?” Joel asked his wife.</p><p>“What do you mean?” Jessica said.</p><p>He smiled and took her hand in his. “Jessica, I know you well enough to know when you have something on your mind and you definitely have something on your mind today. You’re a little bit distracted. There’s clearly something going on that’s making it hard for you to be fully present. So why don’t you just talk to me about it.”</p><p>Jessica scrunched up her face in the way she always did when Joel read her with ease. She took a deep breath, looked into his eyes, and said, “Would you say that our marriage is in a better place since Grant came into our lives?”</p><p>“I would,” Joel said as he wondered what sort of point his wife could be working her way towards that would require that sort of introduction.</p><p>“Would you say that our sex life is better?” she asked.</p><p>“I would,” Joel answered. It felt like an odd thing to admit since he and Jessica had considerably less sex since she’d begun cuckolding him, but it was true. Their sex life was in a far better place since Grant and Jessica began seeing each other.</p><p>“So would you say that Grant has been a positive addition to our lives and that his…well, guidance has made us both happier?” Jessica asked.</p><p>“Jessica, honey, you know I believe that bringing Grant into our lives has been a good thing. It hasn’t been perfect and I’ve had some difficulties dealing with the realities of being a cuckold, but it’s been a good thing,” Joel said as he felt his patience wearing thin at his wife’s inability to get to the point. “You know that’s true, so would you mind just saying what you want to say?”</p><p>“Sorry,” Jessica said. “I don’t know why this makes me nervous. It’s just that Grant said he believes he can make us both happier if we’re willing to let him have more…well, more control.”</p><p>“Control?” Joel asked.</p><p>“Yeah,” Jessica said. “You know he’s naturally dominant. I mean, of course you know. You’ve seen him with me. You know that’s what I love about being with him.”</p><p>“Sure. I guess I’m just not sure what him having more control would mean,” Joel said.</p><p>Jessica looked away for a moment, like she was gathering the courage to say what came next. “He wants to make you a better cuckold.”</p><p>At first Joel was a little taken aback at the notion. Why would Grant think he wasn’t good enough as a cuckold? What did it even mean to be a good cuckold?</p><p>“Don’t you want that?” Jessica asked. “Don’t you want to be a better cuckold?”</p><p>“I guess so,” Joel said. “I’m not sure I really know what that means, to be honest.”</p><p>Jessica looked at him and smiled. “That’s what Grant wants to teach you. He says you’re clearly a good husband but that you could be doing a lot more to be a good cuckold. He says with his guidance you’ll learn what it’s like to be a truly devoted cuckold that puts his wife’s pleasure above everything else. He says you’ll learn to embrace a cuckold’s place in his marriage and that you’ll find far greater pleasure than you ever expected in doing so.”</p><p>Joel opened his mouth to protest the notion that he needed to learn to be a better cuckold, but his desire to do so washed away as his wife’s words sank in. His resistance was replaced with just a hint of desire, particularly at the notion of embracing a cuckold’s place. He wasn’t entirely sure what that could possibly be, but there was something about it that triggered the part of him that thoroughly enjoyed watching his wife have sex with her bull.</p><p>“What…what would that involve?” Joel asked.</p><p>Jessica smiled and a seductive look crossed her face as she leaned closer and rubbed his inner thigh. The insecurity she seemed to be feeling earlier disappeared completely as she kissed his neck and whispered, “You just have to do as you’re told.”</p><p>Joel felt a powerful shiver of pleasure rush through his body as Jessica managed to arouse him with a few kisses, a gentle caress, and a single sentence.</p><p>“You can do that, can’t you?” she asked softly.</p><p>“I can,” Joel answered as he found himself completely caught up in his desire.</p><p>Jessica rubbed his half-hard cock through his jeans and gently sucked on Joel’s neck as he closed his eyes and moaned at the sudden and intense sense of pleasure coursing through his body. Then, just as quickly as she’d leaned in, Jessica released him from her grasp and sat back. </p><p>“Grant would like you to start tonight,” Jessica said. “Can you do that?”</p><p>Joel nodded.</p><p>“Good. Then come with me.”</p><p>Jessica took his hand and led Joel through the bedroom and into the roomy master bathroom they’d recently remodeled.</p><p>“Get naked,” she said.</p><p>Joel happily stripped as he watched his wife get naked. He let his eyes wander to her full, perky breasts and over the gentle curves of her hips before his gaze focused between her legs.</p><p>Jessica reached out and lifted his chin to direct his eyes to meet hers. “You know I’m not yours tonight, right?” she asked.</p><p>Joel nodded as his cock came back to life. He was a cuckold, after all. It had been his idea for his wife to sleep with another man. He loved the notion that her body wasn’t his to enjoy that night, that it belonged to the man she’d taken as her bull.</p><p>“Grant says that a cuckold should prepare his wife to be fucked by a superior man,” Jessica said as she stepped back. “He says you should be the one to shave my pussy like he enjoys. He says you should be the one to dress me in the lingerie I’m going to wear for him. He says you should use your tongue to get me wet before he arrives to make sure I’m ready to take his cock.”</p><p>Joel had enjoyed watching his wife prepare herself for Grant’s arrival a few times over the past few months, but mostly he just relaxed on the couch while she got ready. He’d usually think about the fun that would unfold when Grant arrived to fuck his wife, but he’d never actually participated in the process.</p><p>“Grant says that helping his wife get ready for a superior man helps a cuckold understand and embrace his place. He says it helps for everything that comes after,” Jessica said.</p><p>“Everything that comes after? What does that mean?” Joel asked.</p><p>“Grant hasn’t told me, honey. He just told me that this was the first step, that if you wanted to be a good cuckold that you’d participate in helping me get ready for him. He said a good cuckold is always eager to help his wife prepare for her bull’s arrival. He said a good cuckold is eager to help his wife look good for the man that offers her sexual satisfaction,” Jessica explained.</p><p>Joel looked down at his stiff cock. He felt the same kind of nervous desire he’d experienced the first few times Jessica cuckolded him. His heart was pounding because he knew he was taking a step into the unknown, just like he’d done when Grant first arrived at their home to fuck Jessica. He wasn’t sure what would come of giving his wife’s bull more control, and that was a big part of what made it so thrilling.</p><p>“How can I help?” Joel asked.</p><p>Jessica flashed a gleeful smile and said, “Grant likes my pussy smooth except for a small strip of hair above my clit. I’ve already showered, but I usually wait to shave until a few hours before he arrives so it’s perfectly smooth when he gets here. So the first thing you can do is shave me so my pussy looks flawless for my bull.”</p><p>“Where’s your razor?” Joel asked.</p><p>Jessica pointed to the drawer next to her and Joel felt a little rush of pleasure at the simple act of refusing to open it for him. He walked over, pulled out her razor and the can of shaving cream next to it and dropped to his knees on the bath mat.</p><p>“I know it seems like such a small thing,” Jessica said as Joel filled his hand with shaving cream and spread it over the pubic hair he would be shaving away. “But Grant always has this hungry look on his face when he sees my pussy for the first time. I think he likes that I shave it exactly how he likes it. I like that look he makes. I like that he’s hungry for me when he sees my pussy. I like that his cock gets so hard for me, that he wants to fuck me as long and hard as I need him to.”</p><p>Joel carefully moved the razor over his wife’s skin, removing the short hairs that had grown in since her last visit with Grant.</p><p>“It’s been three months and I still get so excited for him,” Jessica said. “I dream about that look he has when he sees my pussy. I dream about how it feels when he first slides into me. I dream about the way he takes control of my body and uses me for his pleasure while making me cum harder than any man ever has.”</p><p>Joel reached up to wash the hair and shaving cream from the razor before returning to the task at hand.</p><p>“You dream of it too, don’t you?” Jessica asked.</p><p>Joel looked up and nodded as the razor hovered an inch from her skin.</p><p>Jessica smiled and added, “I know you do. I know you dream of it when you jerk off. You dream of him fucking me as you stroke yourself. You dream of him fucking me when you cum. I like that, you know. I like that you fantasize about me. Most men that have been married for ten years fantasize about anything but their wives. Not you, though.”</p><p>Joel carefully ran the razor over her skin, removing her pubic hair while being careful to avoid her labia. He thought of the last time he’d masturbated. Jessica had stayed late at work a few days ago and he’d taken the opportunity to indulge in a bit of fantasy play. He had a few pictures of Jessica and Grant on his phone and he pulled them up and stroked his cock as he played out the thrill of watching his wife and her bull have sex. His orgasm had arrived quickly.</p><p>“There. I think that’s all of it,” Joel said as he reached up for a wash cloth, ran some water over it, and wiped away the excess shaving cream. “What do you think?”</p><p>Jessica bent over and studied his work before smiling and saying, “You did a wonderful job, honey. Grant is going to love it.” She bent over and kissed him softly. “How did it feel to prepare your wife’s pussy for a superior man?”</p><p>Joel closed his eyes for a moment and savored the intense feelings his wife managed to conjure with just a few words. He couldn’t quite explain how he felt, but he liked the excitement and anxiety battling inside him.</p><p>“It felt good,” he said. “It feels good.”</p><p>“What felt good?” Jessica asked.</p><p>Joel looked up at her with confusion before the smile on his wife’s face made it clear what she wanted him to say.</p><p>“It felt good to prepare my wife’s pussy for a superior man,” he said as that same excitement and anxiety rushed through his body. Jessica had been clear that Grant was better than him in bed, but she’d never made him say it before. It was a decidedly different experience to admit it out loud.</p><p>“Come,” Jessica said as she offered her hand. “Let’s pick out my lingerie.”</p><p>Joel followed his wife into the walk-in closet and admired the vast array of skimpy, sexy, lacy items that had grown considerably since Grant had entered their lives.</p><p>“Do you know why I wear lingerie for him?” Jessica asked as she reached up and caressed the soft fabric of a recently-purchased babydoll.</p><p>“Because it makes you feel sexy?” Joel guessed.</p><p>“That’s part of it, yes,” Jessica said. “I do feel sexy and confident in the right piece of lingerie. It’s more than that, though. I wear lingerie because it makes Grant desire me. It makes him want to devour me. It’s the same reason I shave my pussy to his specifications. I want him to step into our home and feel like he absolutely must fuck me, like he must take my body and do as he pleases with it. I want to inspire that kind of lust in him, honey.”</p><p>Jessica pulled one of the babydolls off the hanger and slipped it over her head. “How do I look?” she asked.</p><p>Joel admired the way the soft material brushed against her nipples and floated above her skin. It was such a simple thing, but it made her look fantastic. “You’re incredible,” he answered.</p><p>“There’s another reason I like wearing lingerie for him,” Jessica said with a smile as she stepped closer.</p><p>The babydoll pressed gently against Joel’s chest as Jessica reached out and wrapped her fingers around his still-erect cock.</p><p>“I like wearing it for him because I don’t wear it for you all that often,” she whispered.</p><p>“Because he’s the superior man?” Joel asked as his cock throbbed in his wife’s hand.</p><p>“That’s right,” Jessica answered as she leaned a little closer and kissed his neck. “He deserves my best effort. He deserves to be seduced. He deserves to see me looking my best.”</p><p>Jessica released his cock, stepped back, and gestured to her collection of lingerie as she said, “Grant’s the only man to fuck me in most of this lingerie. You’ve watched, but you haven’t had the pleasure of fucking me while I’m dressed up in all these beautiful pieces.” She smiled at Joel and asked, “Does that turn you on?”</p><p>Joel nodded.</p><p>“Grant said it would. He said a cuckold loves knowing that his wife wants to look good for another man. He said a cuckold loves being denied the things a superior man gets to enjoy.” She approached Joel once more and stroked his cock. “He said you love knowing that he gets to fuck me in lingerie I bought just for him. He said that an inferior cuck finds pleasure in knowing that his wife wants to look beautiful for a superior man.”</p><p>Joel’s pulse raced as his cock throbbed in his wife’s hand. It seemed that Grant had been coaching Jessica on how to talk to her cuckold husband. Joel was a little embarrassed that it was working so well, but he couldn’t control his desires. It turned him on to hear Jessica talk like that.</p><p>“So, what do you want me to wear for him?” Jessica asked as she released his cock and stepped back to let Joel peruse her lingerie.</p><p>It took a few minutes, but Joel settled on a sheer, light pink babydoll that he hadn’t seen on his wife before. He couldn’t get over how good the one she’d modeled for him made her breasts look and he figured Grant would find them equally appealing. Jessica found the matching panties and changed as Joel watched.</p><p>“What do you think?” she asked. “Will this make Grant want to fuck me? Will this make my bull want to fuck your wife?”</p><p>Joel nodded as he admired how beautiful Jessica looked in the soft, sexy lingerie.</p><p>“Come with me,” Jessica said as she brushed past him and headed towards the bed.</p><p>Joel followed and watched his wife sit at the edge of the bed and spread her legs.</p><p>“Part of a preparing me for Grant’s arrival is assuring my pussy is wet for him. You know he’s quite large and sometimes, even if I’m excited, it can take a little bit to work his cock inside me. Grant wants you to make that easier by having you get me wet before he arrives. So, why don’t you get on your knees,” she said.</p><p>Joel fell to his knees in front of his wife and reached up to pull aside her panties and put his tongue to work.</p><p>She laughed and reached out to grab his hand. “Hold on. Just a second. Grant says you should ask permission first. He says a cuckold should have to ask for the pleasure of preparing his wife’s pussy for a superior man to fuck.”</p><p>Joel hesitated for a moment as a wave of humiliation passed through him. He wasn’t deterred, though, as it seemed to translate to a powerful kind of arousal.</p><p>“Please, Jessica, may I prepare your pussy for Grant to fuck?” he asked.</p><p>“Why would I want you to do that?” she asked.</p><p>Joel knew what she wanted to hear, what he presumed Grant had coached her to get him to say. “Because Grant is a superior lover. Because he fucks you better than I do. Because you’re dressed in beautiful lingerie for him. Because your pussy looks beautiful for him. Because I’m a cuckold and it’s my job to prepare my wife to be fucked by a superior man.”</p><p>Jessica smiled and said, “Yes, you may prepare my pussy for Grant’s cock. Remember, though, you’re not trying to make me cum. You’re trying to get me wet. Grant is the one that makes me cum.”</p><p>Joel nodded as he pushed his tongue into his wife’s pussy and did his best to ensure she was soaking wet. He licked from the base all the way to the top, carefully avoiding her clit so as not to risk giving his wife an orgasm before her bull arrived. </p><p>Jessica was already wet with desire when he began his task, but by the time Joel was finished his wife absolutely soaked for her bull.</p><p>“How did that feel?” she asked as Joel moved away from her pussy. “How did it feel to prepare me for my bull’s cock?”</p><p>“It was wonderful,” he answered.</p><p>“I like that your cock is still hard,” Jessica said as she glanced between his legs. “It means that you crave this, doesn’t it? It means that you like being pushed to be even more of a cuckold, doesn’t it?”</p><p>Joel nodded. There was no denying the overwhelming sense of arousal coursing through his body.</p><p>“He’ll be here soon,” Jessica said. “Why don’t we go to the living room? You know how Grant likes to fool around a little first.”</p><p>Joel stood and headed towards the bathroom to retrieve his clothes.</p><p>“That’s not necessary,” Jessica said. “Grant says a cuckold should be naked when his wife’s bull arrives. He says that being unable to hide your undersized cock makes it harder to deny your place in our marriage.”</p><p>Again Joel felt his heart pounding and his head swimming with lust generated by a touch of humiliation. As much as he wanted to get dressed, he wasn’t going to argue. Grant had seen him naked numerous times before as he almost always stripped to masturbate while he watched his wife and her bull fuck. Now he’d just reach that point faster.</p><p>“Of course,” Joel said as he turned back to his wife.</p><p>“Come,” Jessica said as she offered her hand. “Let’s go wait for my bull to arrive. Perhaps you can continue preparing my pussy until he gets here.”</p><p>“I’d like that,” Joel said.</p><p>Jessica smiled and said, “I know you would. You’re a cuckold, after all.”</p>