Sam, the cash-cuck

Fictional fantasy for Sam the cash-cuck

Sam and I had been dating for about a year. The relationship was going well, he was always very submissive to me in the relationship but the sex had never gone much outside of the typical vanilla fun. Sam was totally in love with me, if I said jump, he asked how high. He would literally do anything I asked of him, and do it with a smile on his face. He would routinely go out of his way to do sweet things for me, like flowers to my office or sweet notes left on my car at home. He’s very athletic, muscular, a very good looking guy. You would never think he was submissive by looking at him, nor would you guess that he’s got a tiny little cock. He looks like the type of guy who would have a really big beautiful cock, but sadly it’s not. That’s the main reason our sex life suffered. I didn’t let on to him that it mattered. I really did love him. We had a great relationship.

In March, the company I worked for announced they were closing. This was going to be an immediate financial problem for me, so Sam suggested I move in with him. I agreed because it felt right for our relationship to move forward, and it was going to make life easier financially too. He also suggested he speak to his boss about a job that was open at their company, which was a perfect fit for me. By late April, I was living with Sam and working at the same company. When his boss interviewed me, he said would make an exception to the ‘no family’ clause since Sam and I weren’t married and would be working in different departments anyway. I was working directly for the boss, I knew he liked me. I knew he REALLY liked me when I got my 2nd promotion in less than 60 days. I was working with John (the boss) closely on lots of projects and Sam started getting a little jealous of the time I spent with John. I assured Sam that it was just work, but I already knew there was something more to the way John looked at me.

I started flirting with John and wearing some risky outfits to work. I would wear loose tops and bend over, short skirts and cross my legs a lot. I knew John had a thing for high heels and I would wear them every day. He would often ask me about them, what brand and where I got them. He always told me how much he liked them. At first he didn’t comment on how they looked on me, but didn’t take long and he was telling me how they made my legs look awesome. I knew I wanted to pursue this ‘thing’ with John, but I had no idea what I wanted it to be. I just knew I needed to find out about what size cock he might have before I really got too far into it.

One day I dropped a bunch of papers on purpose near his feet, I leaned down to pick them up and made sure he could see down my shirt. When I looked up, I could see the outline of his hard cock, and I was VERY pleased to see it was large. I knew then it wouldn’t be long before I made a bigger move with him. By early June, things had started really picking up between John and I. The flirting was not shy at all. We both knew we wanted to fuck, but neither of us really come out and said it. He would ask me about Sam, we talked about him often. He liked Sam as a friend and co-worker. One day, he told me that he had seen his cock in the bathroom and knew it was tiny. He said that he knew I deserved more, and then he kissed me. The office was empty, it was just the 2 of us there, and when he kissed me, the world went silent outside of that room. We kissed and touched but didn’t have sex that day. The next week or so was really a nervous time for me. I started talking to Sam about kinky things, hoping he would catch on and just ask me if I wanted a bigger cock but he was too scared I think.

I finally just blurted it out while we had sex one night. I told him I wanted to fuck someone with a big dick and make him watch me. Since Sam had never even argued with me about anything before, I felt like this would go over ok. I was sort of shocked when he got harder than ever at the idea of it. Then he cried. He knew I meant John. At that point, I didn’t care; I just knew it would work out to my advantage. John and I had sex the next day. It was everything I hoped it would be. His cock was really large, and he was such a good lover. He wasn’t shy and submissive like Sam. He was a ‘take charge’ guy and fucked me like a real man should. We had sex every day for almost a week before I told Sam about it.

I told Sam to come to bed and I started stroking him. I told him that I hadn’t wanted sex for the last few days because I was finally getting the cock I wanted. I didn’t lie to him about who it was. I told him point blank that I fucked John and how good it felt. He came so fast, and so hard, he didn’t want to admit how much it turned him on but I made him tell me. He was so embarrassed to describe how it made him feel. John and I started having sex every few days and I would go home to Sam and jerk him while I told him what John and I had done. I cut Sam off completely from regular sex. I would let him use his mouth on me while I told him more about John’s cock and how good he filled my pussy. It didn’t take Sam long before he was craving the taste of cum. He was so shy to it at first, but soon was lapping at my freshly fucked pussy and hoping to find a warm load inside. He would hump my hand against my thigh while I recreated the scene to him and told him how John could pound me for an hour solid. Sam could only last 5 or 10 minutes tops.

John told me that he wanted to take me on a vacation. The only problem was that if his wife saw the money missing for the trip, she would know it wasn’t work related. So we came up with an awesome plan. John started deducting money from Sam’s paycheck to put into a special account for him and me to go on vacation. Sam was a little confused when he got his check stub at first, but once I explained it, he couldn’t refuse. I knew he wouldn’t, Sam has never told me No after all. John and I used the money we took from Sam’s check to fly to Orlando for a weekend. We sent Sam pictures of us on the beach, on the plane, in the hotel room. We called him and let him listen to us fuck, which is more than he got at home. We told him to be thankful that we took the money from him to go party, at least he got to listen this way. When I got home, Sam had been cleaning the house and had put on fresh sheets and washed my car. He was becoming the perfect complete Sub. The next Monday at work, John gave Sam some forms to sign to take out even more from his paycheck for the next 2 months. We wanted another trip and some sexy clothes too. I started dominating Sam’s finances more and more. He would bring me sexy lingerie and I would make him beg me to wear it for John. We started sending Sam more photos of us together, especially when I had new lingerie on that he bought.

The next trip, we decided Sam should go with us. Maybe it was time for him to join us and be a proper Cuckold. He reverted a bit, he was shy in front of John. It was really fun to watch John dominate him and call him a little Cash-Cuck. That was Sam’s life now, our cash-cuck. He sat on the end of the bed and watched john fuck me. He whimpered and jerked his little 3” cock while John pounded me and I moaned the whole time. It felt soooo good to look down and see Sam sitting there watching us. As soon as John was done, Sam’s face went to my pussy and started lapping up the cum and juices flowing out of me. Sam was in heaven, it was so much better than when I came home to him and I had been fucked an hour earlier. His little cock started jerking and spurting, he came all over the bed. We made him sleep there on his wet spot.

After that trip, things escalated to full time, full cuckold duties for Sam. John and I fucked like rabbits and took everything Sam didn’t have to have to pay the bills at our apartment. He financed all of the trips and entertainment for John and me. It was the perfect relationship. By Christmas, Sam was sleeping on the couch more than our bed and John was staying over a few nights a week.

Christmas morning, when Sam opened his present from me, it was a chastity cage. He cried a little and then asked if he could put it on right then. His submission was in overdrive with the device. He begged me to marry him and make him a cuckold-chastity-cash-cumJunkie for life. Of course, I said yes. We had a simple little ceremony and then John came with us on our honeymoon. We still haven’t technically consummated the marriage. Well unless you count him jerking off when I open his cock-cage. John keeps the key to it on his key ring for the office. He jingles it when he walks by Sam’s desk. I wonder if anyone else at the office has caught on to our little game….