<p><a href="https://www.patreon.com/beccabellamy/posts?filters%5Btag%5D=submissive%20diary">Click here</a> to read the previous parts of this story.</p><p><img data-media-id="106964157" src="/2f/00/2f0078b07eafd6c8c0337b6fdb01cc83e66df680ba88c974b212df0560635b13.jpg"></p><p><strong>Myles</strong></p><p>“I understand that you haven’t had an orgasm in nearly a month,” Cody said.</p><p>He was sitting on our couch. Molly was on her knees in front of him. Her head was bobbing up and down in his lap. I was seated across from them. All I could see was the back of her head, though I could hear the sounds of my wife sucking another man’s cock.</p><p>“That’s right,” I answered.</p><p>Cody smiled and sipped the Scotch I’d poured for him. “I understand that’s because I haven’t taken your wife’s pussy yet, that she’s decided you don’t get to cum until I fuck her.”</p><p>“That’s right,” I said once again. Molly had previously forbidden me from cumming until Cody had let her make him cum with her mouth. Now she’d renewed that ban on my orgasms, in this instance until Cody fucked her for the first time.</p><p>“Has that been difficult for you?” Cody asked as Molly’s head continued to bob up and down in his lap. Somehow he managed to act like he wasn’t receiving a blowjob, a fact that I marveled at. I’d had Molly’s mouth on my cock. It felt incredible.</p><p>“Yes,” I answered. “A month is a long time without an orgasm, and Molly is quite fond of teasing me.”</p><p>Cody smiled again. “Yes, she’s mentioned that. I’m quite fond of teasing her. I suspect it’s a trait that many dominant men and women share. There’s nothing quite as pleasurable as watching a submissive descend into that place of intense, overwhelming desire. It strips you down to your most primal self. It’s a beautiful thing to witness.”</p><p>Cody grabbed a handful of Molly’s hair and pulled back. His cock audibly popped free from her mouth and he asked, “Do you want me to fuck you, Molly?”</p><p>“More than anything,” she replied. “More than anything in the world. I want to feel you inside me. I need to feel you inside me. I need you to take my pussy and make it yours.”</p><p>“I want to feel your mouth on my balls,” Cody said as he released her hair.</p><p>Molly’s head dropped down and she dutifully worshiped his balls as I watched with an uncomfortable erection in my pants. I might not have been so aroused had I not gone a month without an orgasm, but in my denied state I was mad with lust.</p><p>“How long has it been since you fucked your wife, Myles?” Cody asked.</p><p>“Months,” I replied. “Perhaps longer. She let me inside her a little more than a month ago, but we didn’t have sex. It was just a tease.”</p><p>“And why is that?” Cody asked.</p><p>Though I felt an urge to look away, I held Cody’s gaze as I answered. “Because I’m not worthy of her pussy. I’ve never been worthy of it because I can’t give my wife the kind of satisfaction she craves. I can’t meet her sexual needs. I’m incapable of it.”</p><p>It’s more humiliating than you might think to utter those words to a man you know is going to fuck your wife at some point. Cody wasn’t just the man that was going to fuck her, either. He was the man that Molly had chosen to dominate her, which is so much deeper than a typical sexual relationship.</p><p>“Molly, don’t you think that Myles deserves a reward for both understanding his shortcomings and embracing his destiny as a submissive cuckold?” Cody asked.</p><p>Molly looked up at him and nodded.</p><p>“Why don’t you give him a kiss,” Cody suggested.</p><p>Molly stood and turned towards me. She smiled as I admired her breathtaking naked body and she sauntered across the living room. She bent over and reached between my legs to grasp my cock and give it a good squeeze as her lips approached mine.</p><p>I knew I was about to taste Cody’s balls on her lips and tongue and I didn’t care. If I’m being honest, I found it exciting, especially with Molly’s hand on my cock. Her lips met mine and parted. She pushed her tongue into my mouth with exceptional aggression. We both moaned as my cock surged in her hand from the kinky pleasure of kissing her so soon after she’d been sucking on Cody’s testicles.</p><p>“Was that a good kiss, Myles?” Cody asked as Molly stood up and stepped back.</p><p>“It was incredible,” I answered.</p><p>Cody stood and Molly looked at his cock as it protruded from his pants. It was still slick with her saliva and I couldn’t help but note that he was quite a bit larger than I was. I knew my size wasn’t a significant issue in our marriage – it was my submissive nature that left Molly unsatisfied – but it was impossible not to feel a mixture of jealousy and insecurity that I suspect all cuckolds experience when I looked at his cock.</p><p>“Molly,” Cody said, “I’d like you on your knees on the couch. Present your body for the taking.”</p><p>Molly moved towards the couch with a bounce in her step and a gleeful smile on her face as it seemed like Cody was about to fuck her. My excitement almost matched hers, though in the moment I wasn’t sure if it was because it meant I’d get to cum or if I was actually thrilled at the idea of watching someone else fuck my wife.</p><p>“Myles, stand up and remove your clothes,” Cody said.</p><p>I did so without hesitation. Looking back, I’m a little surprised I didn’t wait for Molly to tell me to do as Cody desired. I think I was just so fucking horny that I couldn’t think straight and I wanted to do whatever seemed like it might convince Cody to fuck my wife.</p><p>Cody stripped as I did and the differences between us became clear. I’m not in bad shape, but he’s in spectacularly good shape. He’s the kind of man that women take one look at and feel a deep kind of desire for. I’m not that kind of man. I’m fairly certain that’s why he wanted me to strip. I think he wanted Molly and me to see the difference. I think he wanted to make it clear that he was the physically superior man.</p><p>Cody stepped closer to Molly and ran his fingers over her lower back and ass. “What should a cuckold do in this situation?” he asked her.</p><p>“He should prepare his wife’s pussy to be taken by a superior man,” Molly replied.</p><p>“Your wife is right, Myles,” Cody said. “Get on your knees behind her. Prepare her pussy so I can take it.”</p><p>I dropped to my knees behind Molly. I reached up, placed my hands on her perfect ass cheeks, and leaned closer. I put my tongue inside her and prepared her pussy for Cody to fuck. I still wasn’t sure he’d actually fuck her – he seemed to find great pleasure in teasing Molly – but I was all in on playing my part.</p><p>“Do you want me to fuck you, Molly?” Cody asked.</p><p>“Yes, please,” Molly replied with a kind of desperation in her voice that I’d never heard before. “Please, I need you to fuck me. I need to feel you inside me. I need you to take my pussy. I need you to claim it. I need you to make it yours.”</p><p>It’s a hell of a thing to hear your wife say that to another man, especially when you know it’s true. Molly wasn’t just throwing that out there. It was true. She needed Cody to fuck her. She was desperate for him because I couldn’t give her what he could. I couldn’t dominate her. I couldn’t give my wife what she needed, which is how I ended up on my knees behind her while another man was stroking his cock and preparing to fuck her while I watched.</p><p>“That’s enough, Myles,” Cody said.</p><p>I backed up and crawled away as he stepped behind Molly. She looked back at him with complete and utter desperation in her eyes and on her face. She moaned as Cody rubbed the head of his cock over her pussy lips.</p><p>“Please,” she said. It took just one word to communicate her desperation, her need.</p><p>Cody slowly filled Molly’s pussy from behind. She closed her eyes and a long, low moan of pleasure escaped her lips. I saw her thighs tremble from what seemed to be the immense pleasure of being penetrated by her dom.</p><p>“Oh my God,” Molly said. She grasped the back of the couch and Cody put a hand on her shoulder and another on her lower back as every inch of his cock disappeared into her pussy.</p><p>“Your pussy belongs to me now,” he said.</p><p>“Yes, it does,” Molly replied. “My pussy is yours. My mouth is yours. My body is yours.”</p><p>My cock throbbed as my wife pledged herself to another man. All it took was Cody sinking his cock into her pussy to turn Molly into his willing slut. I knew in that moment that I wouldn’t be fucking my wife with any frequency going forward. She might let it happen from time to time, but it wouldn’t be a regular thing anymore. Our marriage was already trending in that direction, but that moment was the ultimate confirmation. Of course, I was hard as a rock as it all washed over me. A month of denial will do that to a man.</p><p>Cody pulled out until just the tip of his cock remained inside her. He held it there and Molly looked back at him with that same desperation. Cody smiled and roughly filled her, eliciting a grunt from Molly.</p><p>“More,” Molly said. “Please, give me more. Fuck me, please.”</p><p>Cody looked at me and smiled as he pulled out once again. “Was she ever like this with you, Myles? Was she ever this desperate for your cock?”</p><p>I shook my head. “No. Never.”</p><p>Cody slammed his cock into her pussy once more and grabbed a handful of Molly’s hair. He turned her head until she was staring at me and he asked, “Why is that, Molly? Why are you more desperate for my cock than you’ve ever been for your husband’s cock?”</p><p>“Because my husband has never turned me on the way you do,” Molly said. “My husband has never made my pussy as wet as you do. My husband has never inspired the kind of desperation I feel for you. My husband has never been the kind of man you are and he never will be. That’s why he’s on his knees while you’re inside me. That’s why he ate my pussy to get it ready for you. That’s why he hasn’t cum in a month. That’s why he hasn’t fucked me in far longer than a month. That’s why he’s my submissive cuckold and while he’ll remain my submissive cuckold for the rest of our marriage.”</p><p>Her words were harsh – and her delivery was awfully harsh too – but I would have cum if I’d had my hand wrapped around my cock. No question about it. I would have spilled my seed with a loud groan and it would have been thrilling. After all, I was and remain a submissive cuckold. Thanks to my training I was hugely aroused at the idea of being on my knees while another man fucked my wife. I would have done just about anything for Molly in that moment because I was exactly as she described me.</p><p>Cody smiled, pulled back on Molly’s hair, and unleashed. He fucked her with power and aggression. Her ass bounced every time his pelvis slammed into. Her tits swung gently. She moaned steadily as if the sensations of his cock moving in and out of her pussy provided all the pleasure Molly had ever wanted.</p><p>At one point Cody reached down and played with Molly’s clit as his cock hammered her pussy. She gripped the edge of the couch, closed her eyes, and had an orgasm in just a few seconds. Cody put his arms around her as she trembled with his cock still buried inside her.</p><p>“Was that good?” he asked.</p><p>“That was the best orgasm I’ve ever had,” Molly replied. “Thank you, Cody. Fuck, thank you for that. Thank you for fucking me. Thank you for letting me cum.”</p><p>Cody leaned down and Molly looked back at him. They shared a surprisingly tender kiss as she reached back and ran her fingers through his hair. I felt hugely jealous as their bodies seemed to meld together.</p><p>“Will you cum inside me?” Molly asked. “Will you cum in my pussy?”</p><p>“I will,” Cody replied. “But it’s my pussy now. Don’t forget that.”</p><p>Cody stood up straight, grabbed Molly’s hips with two hands, and resumed fucking her at a torrid pace. She looked at me and smiled as the loud sounds of flesh meeting flesh filled the room.</p><p>Not long after, Cody came in Molly’s pussy. He came in my wife. That felt like the moment he truly claimed ownership of her pussy, though I suppose that happened long before they’d even fucked as Molly hadn’t seen fit to fuck me for quite some time.</p><p>Molly had a blissful look on her face as Cody climaxed. I think her orgasm was more pleasurable, but it seemed like she found an entirely different but still deeply-satisfying sort of pleasure from making Cody cum.</p><p>He pulled out and said, “On your back. Spread your legs.” Molly did as she was told and Cody looked at me. “Fuck your wife.”</p><p>“What?” I asked.</p><p>“Fuck her. Fuck your wife. It’s my pussy. I get to decide who fucks it, so go ahead and fuck her. Enjoy it,” Cody said.</p><p>I stood and saw a smile on Molly’s face as she spread her legs and opened her arms. I got on top and she wrapped her fingers around my cock and placed me inside her.</p><p>“Fuck me, Myles,” Molly said. She was clearly on board with doing as Cody desired.</p><p>After a month without an orgasm, I wasn’t going to question it. I fucked my wife. I fucked her slick, cum-filled pussy. The pleasure was instantaneous and overwhelming. She was wetter and hotter than she’d ever been and it felt spectacular.</p><p>“How does he feel?” Cody asked.</p><p>“Like he’s not even inside me,” Molly replied. “He’s nothing compared to you. I’m not being fucked by a man. I’m being fucked by something else entirely.”</p><p>“You’re being fucked by a cuckold,” Cody said. “You’re being fucked by a submissive cuckold and he’s disappointing you, just as a submissive cuckold always does.”</p><p>On almost any other day I would have stopped fucking my wife in that moment. I would have pulled out and walked away due to the overwhelming sense of humiliation. I didn’t have the power to stop on that day. All I could do was keep fucking her.</p><p>“I’m close,” I said.</p><p>“Pull out,” Cody ordered.</p><p>“Do it,” Molly said. “Pull out right now.”</p><p>I pulled out and my cock throbbed inches from her pussy.</p><p>“Jerk him off,” Cody said.</p><p>Molly sat up, grabbed my cock, and stroked me as she stared into my eyes.</p><p>“You don’t get to cum inside her anymore,” Cody said. “From now on I decide who cums inside your wife and you’re not worthy of it.”</p><p>“You’re not worthy,” Molly echoed.</p><p>I came. I came hard. It landed on her stomach. It was a huge load. I made an absolute mess, but it was all worth it. I swear, the thirty seconds of pleasure I experienced was unlike anything I’d ever felt up to that point. It was a pure, perfect orgasm.</p><p>“Get a washcloth and clean her up,” Cody ordered.</p><p>Molly released my cock and I headed for the bathroom.</p><p>“You’re incredible,” Molly said as I walked away.</p><p>“A dom is only as good as his submissive,” Cody said. “You’re exquisite, Molly, and we’re going to do beautiful things together.”</p><p>I felt jealous and a little insecure. That tends to happen after a cuckold orgasms, of course. It went away pretty quickly, especially since Molly was stroking Cody’s cock by the time I returned from the bathroom. It was quite obvious I was about to be cuckolded again. That was just the start of things, too. There was so much more fun to come.</p>