Valentine’s Day is right around the corner and there’s no better time to celebrate the naughty joys of cuckolding. My Patreon supporters will be treated to five cuckold stories built around this romantic holiday, each featuring a beautiful, seductive wife treating her cuckold to something naughty. I’m calling it Romancing the Cuckold and I think you’re going to enjoy it immensely. Become a supporter today and you’ll get to read all five stories as the holiday approaches.

I’m offering you the first one for free. As the title suggests, the story is all about a lucky cuckold cleaning a messy creampie out of his wife on Valentine’s Day. Enjoy!

For the first time since he and Jenna said “I do” ten years ago, Steve was alone on Valentine’s Day. He wasn’t sad though. It was an occasion for celebration, for his beautiful wife was enjoying an evening with her bull.

After years of talking about it, Jenna had finally made his cuckold fantasy a reality. She’d found a bull that opened her eyes to a whole new world of pleasure and as Steve waited at home she was enjoying an evening of sexual bliss with the new man in her life.

From the moment Jenna suggested she might spend Valentine’s Day with her bull, Steve was thrilled. He absolutely loved the idea of his wife getting fucked by a bigger, better cock while he waited at home on the most romantic holiday of the year.

He was doubly thrilled when Jenna said she’d come home and Steve would get to reclaim her with his tongue, as had become a common ritual in the new, naughtier version of their marriage.

Jenna hadn’t specified a time, which is why Steve was still sitting on the couch and absentmindedly watching TV as the clock rolled past 11 p.m. In the five hours since she’d left, Steve had failed to do much outside of think about his wife fucking someone else.

He’d been given the privilege of watching Jenna and her bull fuck before and the sight of her pussy stretching out around his much larger cock was burned in Steve’s brain. Every time he closed his eyes he could see it. He could hear Jenna moaning wildly as she climaxed on her bull’s big cock. He could hear her being satisfied in a way he’d never satisfied her.

He’d made one promise: That he wouldn’t masturbate. It was more difficult than he’d expected to keep that promise, as he desperately wanted to pull out his cock and stroke to an orgasm the moment Jenna pulled out of the driveway.

She looked stunning in the red dress and red high heels she’d put on for the occasion. Her matching red lipstick was the final touch and Steve couldn’t help but imagine those lips wrapped around her bull’s cock as Jenna kissed him and said goodbye.

His cock was alive with excitement the entire evening. Steve couldn’t go more than a few minutes without imagining Jenna giving a blowjob, riding her bull’s cock, making out with him, or simply cuddling in his arms after a particularly thrilling round of sex.

It was a beautiful form of agony, but that didn’t stop Steve from feeling relieved when Jenna’s car pulled into the driveway. He hopped off the couch and opened the front door so he could greet his beautiful wife.

“Did you miss me?” Jenna said with a seductive smile as she ascended the stone steps in front of the house.

“Desperately,” Steve said as he welcomed his hotwife home.

Jenna must have re-applied her lipstick because it was the same vibrant red as when she’d left. It made Steve weak in the knees to imagine her perfect lips wrapped around her bull’s cock.

Steve stepped back to let Jenna into the house and she closed the door while pressing her body against his. Her fingers traced the outline of his stiff cock as she looked into her husband’s eager eyes.

“I missed you too,” she said before pulling his lips to hers for a long, slow, sensual kiss.

As Jenna’s tongue worked his over, Steve imagined her going down on her bull. He imagined her bright red lips wrapped around another man’s cock. He moaned into her mouth. He couldn’t help it. The idea of kissing the lips and sucking on the tongue that had so recently pleasured another man was thrilling.

“You’re thinking about me being a naughty hotwife, aren’t you?” Jenna asked. She softly squeezed Steve’s cock through his pants while waiting for his response.

“I can’t help it,” he said before moaning at her deft handling of his erection.

Jenna kissed Steve’s neck and bit his earlobe, causing a mild flash of pain that made her smile. “My lips were around his cock and his big balls, honey. I used them for his pleasure. I used them to get my bull nice and hard so he’d fuck me like I needed.”

A guttural moan emerged from deep within Steve as he pictured his wife offering her bull the pleasure of her mouth. Jealousy and lust surged through him.

“Let’s go to the bedroom,” Jenna said as she took Steve’s hand. “I brought you something I know you’re going to love.”

Steve knew what she was referring to. A month ago she’d started letting her bull cum inside her and he’d been tasked with cleaning the resulting creampies. He’d become quite familiar with the taste of another man’s cum.

When they reached the bedroom, Jenna pulled up her dress and sat on the edge of the bed they shared. She spread her legs and Steve stared at the black lace boyshort panties that hid her cum-filled pussy.

“Take your clothes off,” Jenna said as Steve’s gaze remained fixed on the space between her legs.

Steve obeyed his wife and stripped quickly as Jenna remained in the outfit she’d worn to entice another man into fucking her.

“Look at how hard your cock is,” Jenna said with a smile. “You really do love being my cuckold, don’t you?”

“Yes,” Steve answered. “More than I can possibly explain.”

Jenna stood and encircled her husband’s erection with her delicate fingers. “Your stiff cock explains it perfectly,” she said while stroking him slowly. “You love that I’ve found the pleasure I crave with another man. You love that he fucks me better than you ever have. You love it enough to let me spend Valentine’s Day with his cock inside me.”

Steve closed his eyes and relished the pleasure of Jenna’s words and the soft, sensual way she stroked his cock.

She leaned in and whispered, “You love cleaning his cum out of me too, don’t you?”

“Yes,” Steve admitted.

“Come,” Jenna said as she turned around.

Steve watched his wife climb into bed and rest her head against the pillows as she spread her legs. He took his place between her thighs and looked up at her.

“Tell me what you want,” Jenna demanded in a soft but thoroughly dominant voice.

“I want to lick his cum out of you,” Steve admitted.

Jenna ran her fingers over her soft, milky white thighs and the black lace of her underwear. “You want what’s inside me?” she asked.

“Yes, desperately,” Steve answered.

“You want to eat my bull’s load?” Jenna teased.

“Yes, please. Let me eat his load. Let me lick his load out of you and swallow it like a good cuckold,” Steve begged.

Jenna smiled. She loved to hear him beg for it. “Do you think many husbands spend their Valentine’s Day eating another man’s cum from their wife’s pussy?” she asked.

“I doubt it,” Steve said. “Most men aren’t lucky enough to be married to a woman like you.”

“I suppose you’re right,” she said with a smile before pushing a hand into her panties and gently fingering her wet cunt. “Is this what you want?” Jenna asked as her finger emerged coated with her bull’s cum.

Steve nodded and felt a twinge of disappointment when Jenna sucked her finger clean. “Yummy,” she said.

“Come closer, cuckold,” Jenna said as her fingers danced over her inner thighs.

Steve crawled closer until he was just a few inches from his wife’s panty-clad, freshly-fucked, cum-filled pussy.

“Kiss my panties,” she demanded.

Steve pressed his lips against his wife’s damp panties and kissed them. He licked his lips and tasted just a hint of the salty cum that was dripping out of her.

“Lick my panties,” Jenna said.

Steve ran his tongue over the black lace panties and was treated to an even more delicious sample of the load that waited inside her.

Jenna slipped a hand into her underwear and fingered her messy pussy as Steve watched. This time two fingers emerged coated with her bull’s cum. She offered them to her cuckold husband and Steve eagerly sucked them clean.

Jenna laughed delightedly as Steve’s mouth moved down her fingers and his tongue made sure they were completely clean of her bull’s semen before he let them fall from his mouth.

“You’re such a hungry cuckold,” she said. “He came inside me three times. It’s a mess down there and I need you to clean it all up. I don’t care how long it takes, I need you to make sure my pussy is perfectly clean before you’re done.”

“Of course,” Steve said as he looked from his wife’s luscious red lips to her eyes. “May I clean your cum-filled pussy?”

“You may,” Jenna said as she pulled her panties aside and revealed her pussy.

It was a mess, just as she’d promised it would be. The remnants of sloppy seconds sex were obvious as globs of thick white cum dotted her labia and the space between her pussy and ass.

“Clean me, cuckold,” Jenna said as Steve began to lick the mess from his wife’s thoroughly satisfied cunt.

He started by licking the creamy cum off of her asshole and taint before moving to her labia. The taste of sex filled his mouth and made Steve’s cock throb painfully as it pressed into the mattress.

Jenna moaned and ran her fingers through his hair as Steve worshiped her sloppy pussy with the remnants of three loads of her bull’s cum dripping out of it.

When he’d sufficiently cleaned the outside of her messy cunt, Steve pushed his tongue inside and was treated to the irresistible taste of her bull’s hot, slimy load. He fished the other man’s cum out of his wife’s pussy and swallowed it eagerly.

“That’s it. Eat his cum, cuckold,” Jenna said as she pulled Steve tighter against her pussy.

Sometimes Steve felt like Jenna enjoyed creampie cleanup more than he did. She always seemed to cum so hard while he devoured her bull’s seed, as if making her husband submit to her messy pussy brought her a deep kind of dominant pleasure.

Jenna’s arousal pushed more cum out of her pussy and Steve eagerly gobbled it up. Each time he pushed his tongue into his wife he was treated to more yummy cum to eat. He scooped it out of her like a man on a mission and swallowed every drop.

Soon Steve’s tongue, mouth, and throat were coated with another man’s cum. Soon he had parts of three loads sitting in his stomach. It felt nasty in a way he loved. It was the embodiment of everything that turned him on about cuckolding.

“On your back, cuckold,” Jenna said as she pushed Steve away from her pussy. “You know his big cock cums deep inside me. You know there’s lots of yummy jizz just waiting to drip out of me.”

Steve rolled onto his back and watched as his wife moved swiftly to straddle his face. She was going to feed him the rest of her bull’s cum. Then she was almost certainly going to ride his tongue to her final orgasm for the evening.

Her pussy looked even better as Jenna straddled his head. It opened a little as she spread her legs and he felt an overpowering urge to taste her. In that moment, all he wanted was for his wife to drop her well-used cunt onto his mouth and demand that he drink another man’s cum out of her.

“Are you hungry for more cum?” Jenna asked as her fingers pressed into Steve’s forehead. Her pussy was inches above his mouth. She was knowingly teasing him with it.

“Yes. Feed me,” he said.

Jenna smiled and dropped her pussy onto Steve’s mouth. She smothered him with her sloppy hole and he pushed his tongue inside and waited for the cum to flow.

Moments later he tasted the other man’s semen. Jenna was feeding him as he desired. She was letting her lover’s loads seep out of her pussy into her husband’s eager mouth.

Steve let his mouth fill and then swallowed over and over. He consumed what seemed like an impossible amount of cum and savored every bit of it.

“You’re such a cum slut,” Jenna said as she watched him devour her bull’s loads.

Steve couldn’t speak as his wife was smothering him with her pussy, but his eyes said everything she needed to hear. She was right. He was a cum slut. He found endless pleasure in being fed another man’s cum.

“But that’s a cuckold’s place, isn’t it? You’re whatever I want you to be. You worship my pussy when I want it. You lick my ass when I want it. You buy me lingerie to wear for another man when I want it. And of course you eat his cum from my pussy when I want it,” Jenna said as she began to grind her pussy on Steve’s face. She was ready to cum.

Jenna closed her eyes and played with her tits as she moved her clit over Steve’s lips and tongue. The closer she got to her climax, the faster she moved.

“That’s it, cuckold. Pleasure me. Give me what I need. Eat his cum while I ride your face. Eat that superior load out of me. Show me that you know your place,” she said through increasingly loud and lusty moans.

This was Steve’s favorite part. He loved the steady stream of dirty talk that Jenna would treat him to as she was closing in on her climax. She loved how arousal mixed with intense humiliation for him.

“Be a good cum slut for me. Be a good little cum whore for your wife, cuckold. Swallow his sticky load. Show me that you’re a good cuckold cum eater,” Jenna said as her orgasm approached.

“Fuck yes. You’re going to make me cum, cuckold. That’s it. That’s it!” Jenna leaned forward and grasped Steve’s head tightly as she moved her pussy over his mouth. “I’m cumming! I’m cumming on your face!”

Steve loved how true that was. Her bull’s cum was all over his face. As Jenna rode his mouth she left the residue of her lover’s load on his chin, cheeks, and lips. It was exactly like she’d given him a facial.

“Fuuuuuck, that was incredible,” Jenna said as she lifted her messy pussy off of Steve’s face. She collapsed beside him and laid there for a minute as she came down from her climax.

When she’d recovered, Jenna pushed three fingers into her pussy to scoop out the last remains of her bull’s cum. Steve watched as she wrapped those slippery, messy fingers around his stiff cock and stroked him.

“How does his cum feel on your cock, cuckold?” Jenna asked before kissing his neck.

Steve knew he wasn’t going to last long. He’d spent the entire night in a state of heightened arousal, had cleaned a huge mess of cum from his wife’s pussy, and was now getting a handjob with her bull’s load being used as lubrication.

“It feels good. It feels so fucking good,” he said.

“Cum for me, cuckold. Cum for me while I use his cum to lube your little cock. Cum for me while you think about my bull pumping three loads into your wife’s pussy. Shoot your load while you think about another man making your wife cum on Valentine’s Day,” Jenna said as the sloppy sounds of a cum-soaked handjob filled the bedroom.

Steve’s hips pushed upwards as he cried out and released his load. For a few blissful seconds he was lost in the grips of the most intense pleasure of his life. Six hours of arousal led to one overpowering orgasm he would never forget.

“Good boy,” his wife said as she gently worked the head of his cock as spurt after spurt of cum landed on Steve’s stomach.

As the pleasure of his climax spread through Steve’s body he couldn’t help but wish that every day was Valentine’s Day. He’d gladly eat lots of thick, sticky cum if it meant having orgasms like that. He’d do anything for that kind of pleasure and Jenna knew it.

“Happy Valentine’s Day,” she said before softly kissing him.

“Happy Valentine’s Day. I love you,” Steve replied with a wide, blissful smile.

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