A Happy Anniversary for a Hotwife and Her Cuckold

Your wife's only request for your anniversary weekend was that she wanted to be able to hear the ocean at night. It took some doing, but you found an oceanfront hotel where you could open the sliding glass door and spend the night listening to the sound of the waves crashing on the beach below.

You kept the door open all night and you wake up to those beautiful sounds. You open your eyes and stare out at the endless expanse of water. You smile at what feels like a truly perfect way to wake up.

Then the sound of a kiss reaches your ears. Another follows. You close your eyes. Your wife moans softly.

"Good morning," she says.

You offer no response, but that's because you know she's not talking to you.

"It is a good morning," he replies.

The sounds of kissing reach your ears again.

"Mmm, is this for me?" your wife asks.

Your body redirects blood flow to your loins and your cock begins to grow as you imagine your wife having discovered another man's stiff cock.

He's not just another man, of course. He's her bull. He's the man you both agreed would join you for your anniversary weekend. He's the man that so thoroughly changed your marriage that it only made sense to invite him.

At first you planned on sleeping on the couch, but the bed turned out to have more than enough space for all three of you so your wife insisted that you sleep with them. She was in the middle, though of course she spent most of the night wrapped in his arms. You fell asleep to the sight of them cuddled together.

"It's for you if you want it," he replied.

"Oh, I want it. I always want it."

You used to have a rule that your wife would see her bull no more than once a week. It seemed like the smart choice to ensure that your marriage maintained some sort of balance. That rule went out the window just a few weeks into their relationship, though. She couldn't contain her desire for him and soon declared that she wanted to break the rule. You caved, in no small part because watching your wife get fucked by another man had proved far more arousing than you'd ever imagined (and you'd done quite a bit of imagining).

You feel your wife's breath against the back of your neck before she presses her body against yours. "I know you're awake," she whispers.

"I am."

She wore an impossibly delicate silk camisole to bed last night and it makes the sensation of her breasts pressing into your back doubly arousing.

"Happy anniversary," she says.

You smile. "Happy anniversary."

Eight years ago today you and your wife were married. She likes to wake up in a hotel room on your anniversary, so you always check in the day before. Usually you celebrate just the two of you, but your marriage has undergone significant changes in the past year so it makes sense that your anniversary would be a little different.

She kisses the back of your neck and her hand moves into your underwear. She takes hold of your cock and moans softly.

"You're hard," she whispers.

"I am."

"Are you hard because you know I want him to fuck me?" she asks.

"Yes."

"So you don't mind that my bull is going to fuck me and cum inside me on our anniversary?"

She knows you don't mind. In fact, she knows that you're thrilled at the idea. "I don't mind. You should have great sex on our anniversary."

"And he's the only man in the room that can give me great sex."

Her bull redefined what great sex meant. Before meeting him, she genuinely thought that you had a great sex life. She just hadn't experienced anything better. She hadn't been with a man like him. That's why things changed so drastically once she had him. That's why she couldn't go a week between visits with him. He gave her great sex and it immediately became clear that you'd only ever provided her with what amounted to mediocre sex.

"Yes, he is," you reply. "You should fuck him as many times as you want on our anniversary."

"Yes, I should."

She shifts her body and pulls on your shoulder. You roll over until you're facing your beautiful wife. Her eyes are sparkling with desire. Her smile is bright and beautiful and her nipples are pushing through the delicate silk of her camisole.

"I want you to be a cuckold on our anniversary. A full blown cuckold."

Before you can say anything, she kisses you. You feel the bed moving. He's inching towards her. Her tongue moves into your mouth and you moan as her hand once more slips into your underwear and strokes you. She moans, but you're fairly certain it's because her bull is now next to her and she can feel his cock pressing into her, or perhaps because his fingers have found their way into her pussy.

"Will you be a good cuckold for me today?"

"I will," you answer.

Only then do you open your eyes. You see that her bull has moved next to her. Your wife is now bookended by the two most important men in her life. One of those men will absolutely fuck her on your anniversary. One of those men - hint, it's you - might not be granted that pleasure. Perhaps, though, she'll grant you entry into her pussy at some point during the day. You surmise that you'll have to be an especially good cuckold for that to be the case, though.

Your wife kisses you again. She strokes your cock vigorously as her lips linger against yours while her tongue goes on an adventure in your mouth. You're hard and dripping precum by the time she's done.

She rolls away from you and towards her bull. You look down and see his strong hand grab her ass and squeeze it. She's wearing panties that match her camisole and he begins to lower them. Your wife manages to get them the rest of the way off and tosses them aside.

Her bull then grabs her ass cheek with one hand and spreads it. She moans. You know what he's suggesting that you do. You know that your wife's moan is close to a command.

You inch your body down. You kiss her ass. You stare at her asshole. You press your face between her cheeks. You give your wife a rimjob while she kisses her bull. You lick her asshole on the morning of your wedding anniversary while she kisses another man, a man she intends on giving her pussy to.

There isn't an explicit list of things you're expected to do to be a good cuckold, a full blown cuckold. Instead, you're meant to do whatever it takes to ensure that your wife and her bull have a spectacularly good time. Sometimes that means you eat her ass while they make out because it turns both of them on to know that you - the cuckold - are more than happy to revel in a service-based role.

When you come up for air, your wife rolls onto her back. She sits up, takes off her camisole, and tosses it aside. Your wife and her bull kiss as he cups and caresses her breasts. She spreads her legs and you move between them. Your tongue plunges into her pussy and her sweet juices dance on your taste buds.

As they kiss, your wife works her bull's boxers down and frees his cock. She takes him in her hand and you watch as she strokes him. You focus on her engagement ring and you can't help but find it thrilling that the woman you married is now stroking another man's cock, that she's stroked and sucked and fucked his cock literally dozens of times since they first slept together.

"Take his underwear off," she says.

You do as your wife instructs. They kiss as you toss his boxers behind you. Her delicate fingers move from the base of his shaft all the way to the tip and she twists them a bit at the top. She plays with his balls a little, too, giving them the attention they deserve while they take their time getting each other all worked up.

Then it stops and your wife and her bull look at you. "Are you grateful?" she asks.

You nod. "I am. For you. For him. For the fact that you get to experience truly great sex because of him. For the fact that he was willing to accompany us on our anniversary trip. I'm so grateful for all of that and more."

"And will you show your gratitude?" she asks.

You nod and crawl forward. You settle on your stomach between his legs. You inch closer and kiss his balls. You part your lips and lick them. You take a bit of the wrinkled flesh in your mouth and suck on it. You take more of it, doing so until you have a testicle in your mouth.

You switch from one ball to the other, sucking slowly and in as worshipful a manner as you can. You offer your gratitude and thanks by sucking on the organs that produce the testosterone that makes him the kind of man your wife craves. You suck on them to offer your gratitude for all the cum you've gotten to clean out of her, too, as your wife and her bull were more than happy to quickly make that particular cuckold fantasy come true for you.

"Does it feel good when my cuckold sucks your balls?" she asks. "When he sucks those big, hairy, manly testicles of yours?"

"You know it does," he replies. "You know I fucking love it when he's in cuck mode, when he's showing his gratitude."

They kiss softly and your wife says, "You know, I'm grateful too."

"Yeah?"

You switch from one testicle to the other and suck gently. You swirl your tongue around it while she continues to stroke his dick.

"I didn't know what great sex was until I met you. I didn't know that sex could feel damn near life changing when it's great, that it could leave me in a good mood for days, that it could be the kind of thing my body literally craved. You showed me that all of that was possible, though, and you've made my marriage better as a result."

That's true. You've been even happier in the past year than you were before.

Your wife begins to kiss her way down her bull's body. She takes her time with it, though, as she's clearly in no rush. They fucked several times the day before, so this morning is more about luxuriating in the pleasure of being with another man on her anniversary.

Eventually your wife is next to you on the other side of his thigh. She kisses his leg and puts a hand on the back of your head. "Mmm, you look so good with his balls in your mouth. You look so good sucking on those beautiful testicles. I want you to keep sucking them, baby. Keep sucking his big balls while I give my bull a blowjob, while I give him something that you haven't had since the first time he fucked me."

You asked for a blowjob a week after your wife first fucked her bull. You wanted her to talk dirty about cuckolding you while teasing you with her hand and mouth. She turned you down. She informed you that she'd be more than happy to stroke you, but that she no longer wanted to suck your cock. You asked why and she explained that after being with her bull she felt as though you were no longer deserving of a blowjob. You asked her to say that again, and again, and again as she stroked you. You came in less than thirty seconds that day and you demonstrated to your wife - and yourself - that you were even more of a cuckold than she'd imagined you to be.

You suck his balls while she gives a blowjob. The angle you're at makes it hard to see her lips moving up and down his shaft, but you can hear it and it's beautiful. She moans while blowing him, too, and you know those moans are real. You know your wife is genuinely turned on by sucking her bull's cock, which is partly why she refused to suck your dick that day. It no longer turns her on to give you head.

"Fuck, that feels so good," he says. "I fucking love it when the two of you work me over together."

You love it too. At first you resisted any sort of bisexual play, but over time you grew to understand that it was much more about playing the part of a submissive cuckold and much less about your sexuality. You don't get off on sucking balls or cock. You get off on being a good cuckold, on feeling like you're a lesser man - in a sexual way, at least - than her bull. You get off on it to such an extent that your dick is hard as a rock while your mouth is full of another man's balls.

"I want you to put him inside me," your wife says.

She straddles her bull. You take his cock in your hand and guide the head between her plump pussy lips. He's large, but she's wet enough that she sinks down on his cock with ease. You stare in awe as her body swallows him, as she welcomes a sexually superior man into her pussy on your anniversary.

"Use your mouth to pleasure us," your wife says as she looks over her shoulder. "Lick my ass. Lick his shaft. Suck his balls. Lick his taint. Make us feel good while we fuck."

She turns away from you and towards her bull. She begins to ride him slowly. You revel in the wet sounds of sex. You stare at her pussy lips as they stretch around his dick. You admire the slickness she leaves on his dick every time he departs her body.

You'd love to watch, but your wife gave you a task. She expects you to be a good cuckold and you can't bear the thought of letting her down, so you set about doing as she desires.

You lick his shaft. You lick and suck on his balls. You lick her ass. You manage to get your tongue between her ass cheeks and eat her hole as your head follows the up and down rhythm of her hips.

"The sex is really good when we have a cuck to help, isn't it?" she asks.

"Damn right it is."

You take his balls in your mouth and your wife begins to ride him faster. You suck on one and then the other as her ass drops down onto your head each time she drops down onto his cock. It's humiliating, of course, but so fucking hot.

You lift his balls and extend your tongue to flick it back and forth over his taint. It's yet another delightful humiliation to be licking so close to another man's asshole as he fucks your wife. It's your anniversary and you're busy licking taint while she's getting fucked by someone else. What a beautiful thing. Aren't you a lucky cuckold?

She's riding him hard and fast now and you know what that means. She's getting close to cumming. His balls have tightened a little. You take them in your mouth once more. You're fairly certain he's going to cum too.

You do your part as your wife and her bull do their part. He cums first. You feel his balls jump in your mouth. You hear his grunts and groans.

Your wife cums soon after. She drops her pussy onto his cock and begins to grind her hips a little. She stimulates her clit through half her orgasm and then collapses on top of him as the rest of the pleasure rips through her body.

You release his balls from your mouth and watch his shaft pulse as he injects his seed into your wife's body. That pulsing really only happens when he has an especially good orgasm and you can't help but hope that the fact that he's fucking a married woman and flooding her pussy with cum on her anniversary has made his climax especially satisfying.

Some of his cum begins to leak out of her and down his shaft. You lick it up because you know that his cum isn't supposed to go to waste.

He remains inside her for quite some time. They kiss. He runs his hands up and down her back and over her ass. You continue to lick up whatever leaks out of her. All the while you listen to the sounds of the ocean outside the hotel room and you feel a sense of genuine bliss at the fact that your cuckold fantasies have come true to such an incredible degree.

Your wife climbs off his cock and you immediately take him into your mouth. There's no need to be told. You know your place. You know it's your job to suck his dick clean after he's satisfied your wife with it.

Once you've finished, you crawl between her legs. You look up at her while kissing her inner thighs. You kiss her plump labia, too, and you can feel a bit of his cum on your lips.

"May I clean you?" you ask.

It's your duty to clean her bull's cock, but your wife knows that you find pleasure in cleaning her pussy, so it counts as a reward, and you must request a reward.

"You may," she replies.

You smile and plunge your tongue inside her. She returns your smile and reaches down to run her fingers through your hair. She manages to caress your face a bit, too, and her touch is enthralling.

"Happy anniversary, cuckold," she says. "This won't be the only load you clean today, of course. There will be many more to follow, and I suppose that means it's going to be a very happy anniversary for you, doesn't it?"

You look up and nod. She's right. It's going to be the best anniversary you've ever had.