An Anniversary to Remember

You booked a weekend away for your tenth anniversary. You splurged on the most expensive, luxurious hotel you’d ever stayed at. The room featured a balcony with a breathtaking view of the city. Your wife put on the sexiest dress you’d ever seen her in for your anniversary dinner. She even wore the red lipstick you love so much.

The elevator was crowded on the way down to the hotel lobby. You stood against the back wall and your wife happily stood in front of you. She leaned against you, pressing her ass into your crotch and subtly grinding on you, leaving you nearly erect by the time the doors opened into the lobby.

She took your hand and led you towards the hotel bar. “Let’s get a drink before dinner,” she said with a smile before turning to the bartender. “Two glasses of champagne, please.”

He poured two glasses and you plucked them off the bar and followed your wife to a plush seat off in the corner. She took a glass from your hand and you both enjoyed a sip of the expensive, bubbly drink while staring into each other’s eyes.

“You’ve never looked more beautiful,” you said. “I’m a lucky man.”

“Yes, you are,” she replied with a playful smile. “I’m a lucky woman, too.”

You drank champagne and talked about the first decade of your marriage. You talked of how lucky you both felt to have found each other and to be in a thriving relationship.

As your dinner reservation approached, you excused yourself to use the bathroom. After emptying your bladder you headed back to the bar. Someone had joined her. A handsome man in a tuxedo, in fact. He had a glass of champagne in his hand – your glass of champagne, in fact. He was chatting rather intimately with your wife. For a few moments you stood and watched before a touch of jealousy kicked in and you approached.

Your wife saw you coming, smiled, and then turned towards the handsome man in the tuxedo. She leaned in and their lips met. She kissed another man as you strode towards her. It wasn’t a simple kiss, either. It was a shockingly passionate kiss. It was the sort of kiss you’d expected to share with her that night.

Your wife stared at her new friend for a few moments after the kiss ended. A smile crept across her face before she looked up at you and said, “Happy anniversary, my love.”

“What?” you asked as confusion reigned in your mind.

Your wife smiled, turned to the man sitting next to her, and kissed him again. Her words reverberated in your mind as you watched her welcome another man’s tongue into her mouth. Why was she acting like what she was doing was a good thing?

Their passionate kiss came to a close and she turned to you once more. She smiled and sipped her champagne as it dawned on you that your wife had somehow discovered your fantasy. That was the only explanation for what she was doing.

“How did you…” you started to ask before trailing off.

“You should really close your browser when you’re done masturbating,” she answered.

You weren’t sure what to say. It felt embarrassing to admit your fantasy in front of a stranger, and yet your wife clearly knew that you loved the idea of her fucking someone else.

She stood and approached with a seductive sway in her hips. “I canceled our dinner reservation. Instead, I’ll be making your fantasy come true. We can order room service after.”

“That sounds good to me,” you said.

She turned to the man in the tuxedo, offered her hand, and said, “Let’s go. I need you to fuck me while my husband watches.”

He stood and took her hand. They left the bar with you following. They headed for the elevator, stepped inside, and kissed almost immediately as you hit the button for your floor. You watched your wife indulge in what seemed to be genuine passion for another man. You watched their tongues mingle and his hands move down her back until he had a firm grip on her ass. You listened to her moan into his mouth and you developed quite the erection while doing so.

She took his hand and led him down the hallway towards your room. You waved the keycard over the lock and she opened it and stepped inside. Soon enough they were kissing again. He pushed the straps of her dress off her shoulders and worked it down her body. His hands were on her breasts by the time the dress hit the floor. She worked his jacket off and unbuttoned his shirt. She took his pants off and her fingers found his cock as they stood naked in the middle of the room and kissed.

“Get in the bed,” she said. He fell into the bed and your wife turned to you. “Get naked.”

You stripped and she beckoned you closer. She pressed her body against yours and kissed you just as she’d kissed him. She stroked your stiff cock and moaned into your mouth.

“I can stop anytime you want,” she whispered. “Just say the word.”

“I want this,” you admitted.

Your wife smiled. “I know you do.”

She turned from you and crawled into the bed and between his legs. She took his cock in her mouth and he moaned. Your fingers found your cock and you masturbated as you watched your wife offer another man the pleasure of a blowjob.

Part of you couldn’t believe it was happening. You couldn’t believe the thing you’d fantasized about for so long was suddenly your reality. You couldn’t believe your wife was on board with it and that she’d clearly put in the work to find someone worthy of her beauty and passion.

She looked up at you and said, “Come here,” as her fingers moved up and down his spit-soaked shaft. You crawled into the bed and your wife smiled. “Watch.”

She took him in her mouth again. Her lips looked utterly perfect wrapped around his thick cock. They moved over the head and down the shaft. They offered him the kind of pleasure you’d experienced so many times.

His cock popped free from her mouth and your wife leaned towards you. For a moment you panicked, but not because you didn’t want to kiss her. You panicked because you worried what she might think if you wanted to kiss her. Then her lips met yours. Her tongue slipped into your mouth. You moaned for your wife as she kissed you moments after her lips were wrapped around another man’s cock. Suddenly you were riding high on the bliss of being cuckolded. Your wife was making your fantasy a reality in the most beautiful way imaginable.

“I love you,” you whispered as she moved towards his cock once more.

“I love you too,” she said before looking up at the man who’d be fucking her on your anniversary. She kissed her way up his stomach and chest until her pussy was poised over his cock. She looked back at you and said, “He’s been tested. He’s clean, so I’m going to let him fuck me bareback and cum inside me. Is that okay with you?”

You nodded as your body practically trembled with desire. Your wife took his cock between her pussy lips and slowly sat down on him. They kissed as he filled her. She rode him slowly while you admired the beautiful sight of her pussy lips stretching around another man’s cock.

Your wife sat up and his hands found her breasts. She rolled her head back and unleashed a wondrous moan of pleasure as her pussy moved back and forth over his stiff cock. She was in pursuit of her orgasm. You wrapped your fingers around your shaft and masturbated, though you held off on cumming.

“Oh, fuck, your cock feels so good inside me,” your wife said, uttering the words you’d longed to hear from her lips for years. “You fuck me so good!”

A few minutes later she climaxed. You saw her legs tremble as an orgasm washed over her. She collapsed on top of him and he wrapped his arms around her and ran his hands down her back. He grabbed her ass and she moaned before kissing him softly.

“That was incredible,” she said. “You have a spectacular cock.”

“Thank you,” he replied with a smile. “And you have a spectacular pussy.”

Your wife sat up and said, “Would you be willing to fuck my pussy from behind?”

“Of course,” he replied.

Your wife dismounted from his cock and moved to her hands and knees facing you. She smiled and reached out to pull your mouth to hers. Your tongues danced and she moaned as he entered her from behind. You heard the sound of their bodies meeting over and over. She moaned louder into your mouth.

“He feels so good,” she said. “He feels so fucking good inside me.”

You stared into your wife’s eyes. You saw the pleasure wash over her face. You saw her joy at taking another man’s cock from behind. You saw her bliss at being taken while you watched.

“Do you want him to cum inside me?” she asked. “Do you want another man to cum in my pussy on our anniversary?”

You nodded. You were so turned on that it felt impossibly difficult to do something as simple as form a sentence.

He fucked her harder and she moaned louder. She kissed you again as the pace of his thrusts reached a fever pitch.

He groaned and his thrusts stopped. You looked up to see pure pleasure on his face. He was cumming in your wife’s pussy. Another man was unleashing in her on your anniversary.

“Happy anniversary,” she said.

“Thank you,” you replied. “I love you.”

She smiled. “Would you like to clean up the mess?” You nodded and her smile brightened. “Let me sit on your face. Let me feed you his cum. Let me give you that gift on our anniversary.”

You rolled onto your back. Your wife straddled your face. She lowered her pussy to your mouth. His cum flowed out of her and onto your tongue. You swallowed and explored her pussy to find more.

He approached and kissed your wife. She moaned. “Will you fuck me again?” she asked.

“I’ll fuck you as many times as you want,” he answered.

She smothered your face with her slippery pussy. You wanted to masturbate, but the prospect of watching her get fucked again prevented you from doing so. Instead, you embraced the intense pleasure of cleaning a creampie from your wife’s pussy and let your cock throb untouched.

“Baby, do you want to watch him fuck me again?” your wife asked.

You nodded from underneath her pussy. You wanted to watch as many times as she wanted to get fucked. It was going to be a very happy anniversary.