<p><a href="https://www.patreon.com/beccabellamy/posts?filters%5Btag%5D=your%20cuckolding">Click here</a> to read the previous parts of the story.</p><p><img data-media-id="102633946" src="/2f/00/2f0078b07eafd6c8c0337b6fdb01cc83e66df680ba88c974b212df0560635b13.jpg"></p><p>“What do you think about this one?” your wife asked as she held a black lace garter belt and panty set against her pelvis.</p><p>“I think that would look incredible on you,” you replied. “I think just about everything here would look incredible on you.”</p><p>Your wife smiled. “You’re sweet, but you’re not being all that helpful. I want to look…well, perfect for Alec. I want to look so good that he feels that kind of crazy desire that makes a man want to tear a woman’s clothes off, you know?”</p><p>You knew. You understood perfectly, in fact. Every time your wife talked about how badly she wanted to fuck Alec, you felt desire on that same level.</p><p>“Are you willing to help me look good for him?” she asked.</p><p>You nodded. “Yes, I am.”</p><p>“It’s your fantasy we’re making come true, after all,” your wife added.</p><p>You glanced around the Victoria’s Secret to see if anyone was close enough to hear what she’d said. She was right, but the idea of someone else knowing – someone besides Alec, of course – was more than a little nerve-wracking.</p><p>“I suppose I’m not being entirely fair,” your wife continued as she stepped closer. “The idea of me fucking someone else started as your idea, but I think we can both agree that I’ve adopted it as my own fantasy, haven’t I?”</p><p>You nodded and your wife smiled. She pressed her body against yours and kissed you. Her lips parted and her tongue entered your mouth. She reached up to caress your face and you moved your hands to her lower back and pulled her closer as your cock reached an erect state in a matter of moments. You’d followed Alec’s instructions and refrained from cumming while offering your wife all the orgasms she could handle and that meant it was awfully easy for you to get hard.</p><p>“I want you to pick out something for me to wear,” she said. “Something sexy. Something a man like Alec would enjoy.”</p><p>“Is that different lingerie from something a man like me would enjoy?” you asked.</p><p>Your wife stepped back and smiled. “Yes, it is,” she said. “Perhaps not vastly different, but I’m fairly certain that Alec’s taste in lingerie will differ from yours. You like soft, feminine lingerie on me. Something in pink, or baby blue, or yellow. You like babydolls and delicate camisoles.”</p><p>She was right about that. You’d always been more attracted to the types of lingerie that enhanced your wife’s femininity. “Is that a bad thing?” you asked.</p><p>“Not at all,” she replied. “I like wearing that kind of lingerie, especially because I know it turns you on. I like the way you look at me when I change into something like that. I like how you seem hungry for me, how you touch me when I wear something soft and pink for you.”</p><p>You thought back to a week prior when your wife had put on a delicate pink babydoll for you. You thought of how you’d felt that desire she was talking about and how the sex you’d enjoyed had been slow and sensual and how thrilling you’d found it.</p><p>“You think Alec wants something different?” you asked.</p><p>Your wife smiled and said, “I think Alec wants to fuck me. I think he likes the idea of having another man’s wife to himself for the night. I think he wants me to wear the sort of lingerie that inspires an almost animalistic kind of desire. I think he wants to conquer me, to show me that he’s better than you and to ensure that by the time I leave that hotel room, I feel the same way.”</p><p>An unexpected wave of arousal washed over you, leaving you a little weak in the knees. You hadn’t thought of it in those terms, but your wife had just offered a remarkably accurate description of what you wanted her to experience during her night with Alec. You wanted her to have the kind of sex that stuck with her. Despite knowing it was a little dangerous, you wanted her to come away from her night with Alec feeling like he was, in fact, better than you.</p><p>“Is that…is that what you want?” you asked.</p><p>Your wife smiled and turned away to run her fingers over a pair of black lace panties. “If I wanted that, if I wanted inspire an animalistic desire in Alec, if I wanted him to conquer me and fuck me like I’ve never been fucked before, how would that make you feel?”</p><p>You looked down at the renewed erection making quite the tent in your pants. It offered all the answer your wife needed, and though she glanced at it, she said nothing. She was waiting for you to answer. “That would turn me on,” you admitted. “That’s…that’s what I want.” You figured that since you’d arrived at the precipice of your fantasy that there was very little point in pulling back. Pushing forward and admitting to how much the idea turned you on seemed to be the wisest course.</p><p>Your wife looked up at you and smiled. “That’s what I thought. We both want the same thing. We want Alec to conquer me, to fuck me with such skill that I temporarily forget that I have a husband at home.”</p><p>You nodded as an intense kind of desire emanated from between your legs. Its potency was far stronger than anything you’d experienced before. It was your wife’s desire that made the difference. It really seemed that she’d fully embraced the chance to open your sex life and try something new.</p><p>“Are you going to help me pick out the perfect lingerie set?” she asked. “Are you going to help me inspire Alec to spend the night fucking me like we both want?”</p><p>“Yes,” you answered.</p><p>Your wife smiled, stepped closer, and offered you another deeply passionate kiss. Her tongue was irresistibly active and when she grabbed your ass and gave it a good squeeze you couldn’t help but moan in an appreciative manner.</p><p>“You’re amazing,” you said.</p><p>Your wife stepped back and flashed her smile once more. “I know,” she replied. “Find me something to wear for Alec. I’ll meet you at the fitting rooms in ten minutes.”</p><p>Ten minutes later, you arrived at the fitting room with two lingerie sets in your hand. The first was a strappy bra, panty, and garter belt set made from a semi-sheer material that would leave your wife’s nipples and pussy visible in a way you imagined would be quite thrilling. The second was a dark red bra, panty, and garter set made from delicate lace. The color was the most alluring part of it and you figured it would look rather remarkable on your wife’s body.</p><p>“Good choices,” she said.</p><p>“Did you find anything?” you asked while staring at her empty hands.</p><p>She smiled. “No. I like the idea of you picking out the lingerie I wear for Alec. Don’t you?”</p><p>You nodded.</p><p>“Would you like to help me try it on?” she asked.</p><p>“Yes,” you answered.</p><p>Your wife took your hand and led you down the hallway and into one of the spacious fitting rooms. She shut the door and plucked each of the lingerie sets from your hands. “I think you should undress me,” she suggested.</p><p>You smiled and reached up to unbutton her blouse. She turned around and you gently removed it before placing it on one of the hooks lining the wall. Your wife smiled at you in the mirror and you unhooked her bra, freeing her perky breasts. You set her bra aside and she took your hands, pulled you close, and placed them on her breasts.</p><p>“Have you thought about him touching my breasts?” she asked.</p><p>You nodded and she let out a low, sensual moan.</p><p>“Me too,” she added. “I can’t stop thinking about it, in fact. The way he touched me when we met at the bar. It was so…skillful. I want to feel his hands on my body. I want to surrender to his touch. I want to give him what he craves.”</p><p>You gently played with your wife’s nipples and leaned down to kiss her neck. You did your best to stay quiet so you wouldn’t get thrown out of the store for fooling around, but you couldn’t resist trying to deepen her desire. After all, there was nothing but upside in her continuing lust for Alec.</p><p>“Take the rest of my clothes off,” she whispered.</p><p>You reached down to unbutton and unzip her jeans. You worked them over her hips and down her legs. She stepped out of her pants and turned around. You smiled and fell to your knees in front of her. You reached up to pull down her panties and stared at her pussy. Her labia had gently parted and you saw a hint of wetness between them.</p><p>You leaned closer to kiss your wife’s pussy but she put a hand on your head to stop you. “Not yet,” she said. “I want you to dress me in the lingerie you picked out. Will you do that for me? Will you dress me in the lingerie I might wear for another man?”</p><p>You nodded and grabbed the semi-sheer black panties from the bench. You held them at your wife’s feet, she stepped into the underwear, and you pulled them up her legs. You helped her into the garter belt next and then picked up the bra and stood. Your wife smiled as you put it on her and she spun around so you could finish the job.</p><p>“What do you think?” she asked while looking at you in the mirror.</p><p>“I think Alec will love it,” you said.</p><p>Your wife smiled as she admired her body. “I think you’re right. I think it’s exactly the kind of lingerie a man like him would enjoy. I think it will awaken that desire in him. I think it will inspire him to fuck me like I’ve come to crave.”</p><p>You felt an all-consuming kind of desire, but not to fuck your wife. She looked beautiful, but your desire was centered around your need to be cuckolded. You weren’t sure if your wife was purposefully trying to stoke that need, but it was certainly happening.</p><p>You stepped closer and kissed her neck. She smiled at you in the mirror and said, “I like that your cock is so hard. I guess Alec was right. It was a good idea to stop you from cumming until after you’ve been cuckolded for the first time.”</p><p>You caressed the smooth skin of your wife’s stomach and looked at her in the mirror. “I love you,” you said. “You can’t even believe how much I love you right now.”</p><p>She laughed and spun around in your arms. “I can believe it,” she said. “Thank you for being willing to share your fantasy. Thank you for having the courage to open up to me like that. I know it was scary when you did it and I know it took me a while to come around to it, but I feel like it’s going to be more fun than either of us might have imagined.”</p><p>“Thank you for being willing to try it,” you said. “I know most wives wouldn’t be. I know I’m lucky to have you.”</p><p>“Yes, you are,” she said with a gleeful smile on her face. “But I’m lucky to have you too. Let me know if I go too far with any of this, okay? Alec’s been talking to me about how to make this hotter for you, but if I overstep you can tell me.”</p><p>“It’s all been really hot so far, to be honest,” you said.</p><p>Your wife pressed her pelvis into yours and you grabbed her ass, which felt utterly spectacular. “Even the stuff about him being better?” she asked.</p><p>You nodded. “I don’t want you to think less of me, but I really like that stuff. I like the stuff about him conquering you, taking you, fucking you like you’ve never been fucked before. I know that probably seems insane from a certain perspective, but it really turns me on. More so than I thought, in fact.”</p><p>“It’s not just you that gets turned on by it,” your wife admitted. “It turns me on too. Alec and I have been texting about it the past few days. The stuff about him showing me a kind of pleasure I haven’t experienced before, I mean. The conquering stuff was all me. I’ve come to crave it. I want him to fuck me like no man has. I want him to take me, to conquer me, to guide me through a sexual experience unlike any I’ve ever had.”</p><p>“I want that too,” you said.</p><p>“You know, you looked awfully good on your knees earlier,” your wife replied.</p><p>You smiled and sank to your knees in front of her. She reached down, pulled aside the sexy black panties you’d dressed her in, and slipped two fingers between her swollen labia. They disappeared into her pussy in an instant. You watched your wife masturbate just inches from your face and listened to the irresistible sounds of wetness. You couldn’t help but imagine Alec’s cock making those sounds as it penetrated her. Your dick ached in response.</p><p>“Most men fantasize about getting blowjobs in dressing rooms,” your wife said. “They don’t think about being on their knees in front of their wives. You’re not like most men though, are you?”</p><p>You shook your head. You would have loved a blowjob, but you found it equally arousing to be on your knees in front of your wife.</p><p>“I’m still learning just how different you are,” your wife said. “I like it, though. It’s a side of you I never really saw. It’s a side that I’m thrilled that you’re willing to share. Alec is going to help me understand that side of you even better. He’s promised to show me how to make you happier than you ever thought possible. Does that excite you?”</p><p>“Yes,” you said. You had no idea what Alec intended on doing, but based on your first meeting you had faith that he understood what a would-be cuckold like yourself would find arousing.</p><p>“I want to cum,” your wife said. “Make me cum.”</p><p>She pulled your mouth to her pussy and you put your tongue to work. You looked up and saw that her eyes were closed and she had a bright, joyful smile on her face. Your cock throbbed painfully and you desperately wanted to masturbate, but you were going to follow the rule Alec had laid out. You dedicated yourself to her pleasure, in part because you wanted this to be more than a one night thing. You wanted to show that making your wife happy was the thing you cared about more than any other.</p><p>“I’m thinking about him,” she said. “I’m thinking about him fucking me. I’m thinking about him conquering me, about him making me scream his name in that hotel room. I’m thinking about cuckolding you, baby. I’m thinking about it.”</p><p>Your wife came just a few moments later. Wetness seeped from her pussy and onto your chin and cheeks as she held you between her legs while a climax ripped through her body.</p><p>She stepped back and looked down at you with a smile on her face. “What a mess,” she said with a laugh before running her fingers through the wetness she’d left behind. “That was a great orgasm, though. What a wonderful way to get me primed for being with Alec. I have to admit, I really like thinking about him while you go down on me. There’s something about it that’s so irresistibly sexy.”</p><p>She bent over and kissed you. Her tongue darted into your mouth and you moaned. You couldn’t help it. You were turned on from head to toe and there would be no relief for you. Only a mixture of frustration and white hot desire.</p><p>“Let’s try on the other lingerie set,” she said. “Though I think I might just buy both of them. After all, I suspect I’m going to be seeing Alec with some regularity and I’ll want to look good for him each and every time.”</p><p>“I love you,” you replied. It felt like the purest, most honest statement in the moment. Your wife was giving you a gift by making your fantasy come to life and you loved her for it. You loved her deeply.</p><p>She smiled. “I love you too. Now get me out of this lingerie and dress me in the other set.”</p><p>You marveled at her comfort level with offering up orders and once again felt a deep kind of love and a sense of gratitude towards her. You did as she desired and your cock remained stiff throughout. All you could think about was your impending cuckolding and the intense release of all your pent-up desire that would come with it. Having to wait any longer felt painful, but it was a pain you were willing to endure.</p>