The Morning After

She spent the night with her boyfriend in the adjacent hotel room. She gave you a soft kiss goodbye and slipped into the room next door for the next 15 hours.

You pressed your ear against the wall and listened. You were desperate for anything. You heard your wife giggle at one point. You heard the sounds of low talking, but you couldn’t make out any words.

Then you heard a moan. Your wife’s moan. There was no mistaking it. Something had made her feel good. His touch, perhaps?

A low, unquestionably male groan followed. Was she stroking him? Was she on her knees giving him head? Images of your wife stroking and sucking another man’s cock rushed through your head.

Your heart pounded as you listened to him moaning through the wall. Your cock was stiff, but you didn’t dare touch it. You promised her you wouldn’t cum until you were together again.

It ended up being a long, beautiful, arousing, painful night. Your cock throbbed as you listened to them fuck over and over again. You listened to your wife moan and scream. You listened to her cum. You listened to her enjoying the freedom you’d given her. You listened to your cuckolding.

Then she came back to you. She walked through the door in the same pink lingerie set she’d left in. She wordlessly directed you to the bed and you eagerly got on your back.

Standing at the side of the bed and running her fingertips over your skin, she asked, “Do you want to taste me?”

You nodded eagerly and watched as your wife slipped off her pink panties and straddled your face. You looked up at her swollen, wet pussy. She’d just been fucked, there was no question about it.

Then you saw it. You saw his semen start to leak out of her. You saw another man’s creampie seeping out of your wife’s pussy.

“Do you still want to taste me?” she asked.

In response, you reached up and grabbed her ass, pulling her pussy to your mouth. You wanted to taste her and him. You wanted all of it.

You sealed your lips around her cunt and probed her with your tongue. You licked the cum out of her. You let it run into your mouth and down your throat. Bitter saltiness was all you could taste. You were in Heaven. Your cock was stiff as steel as you licked another man’s semen out of your wife’s pussy.

“Good boy,” your wife said as she began to ride your face. “Clean me up. Clean up his cum,” she moaned with a hint of aggressiveness.

It felt so good. It felt so good to clean a creampie like a cuckold should.