Cuckolded on Christmas Eve

Adam took a sip of his heavily spiked eggnog and smiled as “Santa Baby” started playing over the built-in speakers around their living room. A few moments later Andrea descended the stairs wearing a skimpy Mrs. Clause style dress with fuzzy white trim that rested delicately against the tops of her splendid breasts. She wore a pair of red high heels and had a shiny red satin bow in her hair that perfectly accented her long, shiny, wavy blonde locks.

Andrea’s smile was sweet and seductive, but it wasn’t directed towards Adam. It was directed towards her bull, Robert. Andrea had invited him to spend Christmas Eve in their home and she’d done so with the intention of cuckolding Adam. It was a Christmas gift for all of them.

When she reached the bottom of the stairs Andrea danced her way towards Robert, happily shaking her ass and bending over to flash a splendid view of her milky white breasts as they threatened to spill out the top of her naughty Christmas outfit.

Adam watched his wife step in front of her bull, spin around, and bend over. The dress was short and Adam had no doubt that Andrea’s ass was on display. When Robert reached up and gave it a good smack, Andrea squealed in delight and smiled at Adam. After all, she had, in a way, dressed up for him just as much as she’d dressed up for Robert.

As the last verse of the song played, Andrea sat in Robert’s lap and moved her ass over his crotch, no doubt giving him the erection that would soon be buried inside her. Robert brushed Andrea’s long blonde hair aside and kissed her neck, eliciting a delighted moan as Adam took another sip of the eggnog.

Robert’s hands moved to Andrea’s breasts and he played with them through the soft red velvet of her dress. She moaned and turned her head so they could share a kiss. From his seat across the living room Adam could see their tongues dancing. He could see his wife’s passion for the man she’d been cuckolding him with for the past six months. He could see the sort of desire a woman feels for the man that has taken her to heights of sexual pleasure she didn’t know existed.

Adam felt the same rush of cuckold angst that afflicted him every time his wife and Robert played. He felt the same sense of insecurity and nervousness. He used to struggle with it, but six months into his cuckolding he knew that it would pass. The angst was always the first reaction, but it was quickly followed by a tidal wave of desire that washed away any bad feelings. That tidal wave arrived when Robert lifted the bottom of Andrea’s dress and pushed his fingers into the red lace panties she’d worn for him.

Adam put his eggnog down and reached between his legs. He rubbed his growing cock through his pants and watched as his wife surrendered to the ecstasy that her bull’s skilled fingers provided. With one hand he played with her breasts and with the other he worked her pussy, sending Andrea into a frenzied place. When they kissed again she very obviously sucked on his tongue, offering a prelude of what would happen when she sank to her knees in front of Robert.

“Adam, come over here,” Robert said. “On your knees in front of your wife.”

Adam stood and crossed the living room. He glanced at the beautifully decorated Christmas tree in the corner of the room and smiled at the care Andrea had put into making it look good. She’d put the same care into looking good for Robert, and she offered a bright smile as Adam sank to his knees in front of her.

Robert pulled his fingers from her panties and said, “Remove her panties for me.”

Adam reached up, slipped his fingers into the waistband of his wife’s underwear, and pulled them off. He ran his thumb over the wet spot in the soft fabric as he stared between Andrea’s legs and admired how enflamed her pussy lips looked.

“May I taste her?” Adam asked. “May I prepare her pussy for your cock?”

Andrea smiled. She always seemed to enjoy when Adam happily embraced his role as her cuckold.

“What do you think?” Robert asked. “Should I let him taste your pussy before I fuck you?”

“He’s been a very good boy this year,” Andrea replied. “I suppose he deserves a little treat on Christmas Eve.”

Robert looked down at Adam and said, “Go ahead. Taste your wife’s pussy. Enjoy it. I think we both know you won’t be fucking her again for a long time, so savor putting your tongue inside her.”

Adam leaned forward and pushed his tongue into Andrea’s pussy. He looked up to see her kissing Robert. She moaned while sucking on her bull’s tongue and Robert continued to play with her breasts.

Adam felt some of the jealousy return. It was perfectly natural, of course. He was licking her pussy, but Robert was the one sharing the intimate moment with her. He was the one kissing her. He was the one she was thinking about. Adam was little more than a servant in that moment, using his tongue to get her nice and wet so her bull’s big cock could slide in with ease. Of course, his cock was painfully erect. Despite the jealousy, nothing turned Adam on more than when his wife fully surrendered to the overwhelming desire she felt for her bull.

“Have you had a good year, Andrea?” Robert asked.

Adam looked up and saw his wife smile at her bull.

“I’ve had the best year imaginable,” she replied. “And it’s all because of you. The moment you came into my life it changed for the better. You showed me that I didn’t have to settle for less than I deserved. You showed me that my husband loved me so much that he was willing to support my pursuit of something far better than he could offer. You showed me what real sexual satisfaction feels like.”

Adam gently sucked on his wife’s labia before pushing his tongue as deep inside her as he could manage. He tasted the incredible heat and the sweetness of her flesh. He coated her in his saliva to ensure her bull would have no trouble entering her when the time came. He made sure his wife’s Christmas Eve would be as satisfying as possible. He fulfilled his role as her cuckold.

“May I suck your cock?” Andrea asked.

Robert smiled and nodded. She’d just uttered the words that every man wants to hear. Adam couldn’t help but note that he’d never heard his wife utter those particular words towards him. There was a time when she went down on him, but she’d never asked if she could. She’d always done it out of some sort of obligation, not out of a desire to make him feel good.

“Darling, thank you for preparing my pussy,” Andrea said as she looked down at Adam. “Would you mind moving out of the way so I can show the real man in my life how badly I want to make him feel good?”

“Of course,” Adam replied as he moved aside. He remained on his knees, largely because he wanted to watch his wife wrap her soft, sensual lips around her bull’s cock.

Andrea slid off of Robert’s lap and onto her knees in front of him. She reached up and removed his pants to free the big cock that had spent so much time inside her over the past six months.

Andrea wrapped her fingers around her bull’s thick cock and leaned forward. She pressed her lips against the head and offered a soft, slow kiss with just a hint of tongue as Adam watched from a few feet away.

“Thank you for giving me your cock this year,” Andrea said to her bull. “Thank you for showing me what it feels like to be with a real man. Thank you for sharing your many talents with me. Thank you for giving me the best orgasms of my life.”

Andrea took Robert’s cock in her mouth and offered a sensual blowjob. He moaned at what Adam imagined was an intense, wondrous form of pleasure. He knew his wife had never offered him the sort of oral pleasure she regularly gave Robert, and he knew that her bull had taught her a great deal about performing oral sex so she could be better suited to giving him pleasure.

“Are you grateful, Adam?” Robert asked as he reached out and ran his fingers through Andrea’s blonde hair.

“Yes,” Adam replied. “Thank you for giving my wife what she’s always needed and what I’ve always failed to give her.”

The very first time Adam watched Robert and Andrea have sex he knew he’d been failing his wife for years. It was clear from the moment Robert slid into her and it became clearer as they fucked. The orgasm she had with Robert was unlike any Adam had ever given her, and it wasn’t just the newness of it. She continued to have great orgasms with him. If anything, they seemed to be getting better.

“Come here, darling,” Andrea said as she pulled her mouth from Robert’s cock.

Adam crawled closer and his wife smiled.

“You deserve thanks too,” she said. “This wouldn’t have been possible without you. It takes incredible courage to recognize your exceptional shortcomings as a man. It takes a great sense of humility to invite another man into our bed so I can have the satisfaction I crave. You saved our marriage by bringing in another man. That’s something most men wouldn’t have done.”

Andrea kissed Adam with the kind of fervor usually reserved for her bull. He welcomed her tongue – and the flavor of her bull’s cock – into his mouth and immediately felt a borderline-desperate desire. He knew he’d be relegated to watching, but that didn’t stop him from wanting to have sex with his wife, from wanting what only Robert got to enjoy.

“Thank you,” Adam said as the kiss came to a close. “For the kiss, I mean. And for being willing to embrace your desires. Our marriage could have ended if you’d been unwilling to welcome Robert into our lives and I don’t want to lose you. I do like being your cuckold. I love it, in fact. And I love you.”

“I love you too,” Andrea replied. She gave him a quick kiss on the lips and turned to Robert’s cock once more. She took him in her mouth and easily swallowed half his length. Adam watched his wife’s throat bulge as the head of the cock entered it. She contained her gag reflex and made her bull moan, no doubt from what must have been an incredible kind of pleasure.

“I think it’s time your wife gets what she needs on Christmas Eve, don’t you Adam?” Robert asked.

“I do,” Adam replied. He felt the same sense of excitement that always accompanied the moment before Andrea and Robert had sex. Despite seeing it dozens upon dozens of times over the past six months, he still found it hugely thrilling to watch another man’s cock slide into his wife’s pussy. The fact that they were now having unprotected sex only made it hotter.

“Use my cock for your pleasure, Andrea,” Robert said. “Ride it.”

Andrea stood and straddled her bull. She lifted the back of her little red Christmas dress and turned to look at Adam. “Put him inside me,” she said with a smile.

Adam crawled between Robert’s legs once more and wrapped his fingers around the base of the big cock that waited to be placed inside Andrea’s pussy. He directed the head to his wife’s swollen, slippery labia and she slowly sank down on it. As he’d been taught, Adam kept his fingers wrapped around the other man’s thick shaft until it was almost completely inside Andrea.

“Fuck,” Andrea said in the wildly lusty voice that Adam had become accustomed to since she started seeing Robert. “You make me feel so good. Your cock makes me feel so good. Every fucking time it makes me feel so good.”

“Use my cock,” Robert said. “Enjoy it. Use it to make yourself cum. Use it to take the pleasure you deserve.”

Andrea kissed her bull as she slowly rode him. Adam wasn’t sure if his wife was putting on a show for him or simply enjoying her bull, but it looked absolutely perfect. When she rose up her pussy lips clung tightly to the thick cock inside her. When she sank down Adam could hear the wetness of his wife’s pussy as it accepted the other man’s thick shaft.

“You feel so good,” Andrea said between moan. “Your cock feels so fucking good. I’ve never felt anything like it before.”

Adam had heard his wife make those declarations before. Six months into her relationship with Robert and she still seemed completely and utterly enamored with the pleasure he offered her.

Andrea rode her bull harder and faster the longer the sex went on. Adam imagined that she couldn’t hold back once she felt the pleasure of an orgasm building between her legs. The closer she got the more she needed to reach her climax.

“I’m close,” Andrea said. “Can I cum?”

It never ceased to thrill Adam that Robert had essentially trained Andrea to cum only when given permission. It was a small form of domination that she seemed to find immensely arousing. Robert rarely denied her, of course.

“Yes, you may,” he said. “Cum on my cock. Cum on my cock while your cuckold husband watches.”

Andrea leaned back and Robert reached up to play with her tits in the red velvet dress. She put her hands on his knees and ground her pussy into his crotch, moving it back and forth over his thick cock and rubbing her clit into his pelvis. Adam’s eyes wandered over her body as she pursued her orgasm with another man inside her. His cock throbbed in his pants but he hadn’t been given permission to touch himself so he refrained from doing so. He simply admired the pleasure playing out in front of him.

Andrea’s orgasm arrived in the form of a loud, long, low moan as she threw her head back. Her hips came to rest as her arms and legs trembled as Robert’s hands moved to her lower back to ensure she didn’t topple off of his cock and onto the floor.

With a hazy smile on her face Andrea leaned forward, kissed her bull, and said, “Thank you. Thank you for all the incredible orgasms. Thank you for making my life so much better.”

“It’s my pleasure,” Robert said. “Trust me on that.”

Adam thought of all the times Robert had enjoyed orgasms of his own since he’d entered their lives. It was quite believable that it was entirely his pleasure to be Andrea’s bull.

Andrea lifted her pussy from Robert’s cock and sat on the couch next to him. She wrapped her fingers around the base, looked at Adam, and said, “Would you like to thank Robert?”

Adam felt his pulse begin to race as he crawled between Robert’s legs. He knew what his wife wanted. She’d demanded it only a few times and Adam had always complied. He was a cuckold, after all.

“I do,” he said.

“Go ahead,” Andrea said as she maintained her grip on the base of Robert’s cock. “Thank him by cleaning my juices off his cock. Thank him by showing him that you know your place in our lives.”

Adam leaned forward, parted his lips, and took Robert’s cock into his mouth. The fact that his cock continued to ache as he gave a blowjob was a source of great embarrassment, but the arousal overwhelmed the humiliation.

“I remember when you told me that every good cuckold should be a cocksucker,” Andrea said to her bull. “I just never thought Adam would do it.”

“They all end up sucking cock as long as their wives want them to,” Robert said.

Adam heard his wife and her bull kissing. Another surge of desire rushed through him.

“I do like it,” she said. “I didn’t think I would, but I like seeing him suck cock. I like seeing him admit that he’s nowhere near the man you are. I like seeing him embrace his place.”

“He can do so again when he cleans my cum out of you,” Robert said.

Andrea moaned and they kissed again. Adam moaned too. He couldn’t help it. His wife laughed as she heard the sound of pleasure coming from her husband.

“Is that what you want, darling? Do you want to clean Robert’s cum from my pussy?” Andrea asked.

“I do,” Adam said.

“I suppose we should do that, then,” Andrea said. “Since I’d very much like to feel Robert cum inside me. We’re going to spend a little time alone in the bedroom. I’ll invite you in when I’m ready to be cleaned up, okay?”

“Of course,” Adam said.

He watched his wife and her bull stand. Robert took Andrea’s hand and led her towards the bedroom. Adam watched from his knees as the bottom of Andrea’s little red Christmas dress swished back and forth over her ass. He wished he could watch, but he knew it wasn’t his place to demand it. Instead, he would wait until they were ready and clean her afterwards. He would be a good cuckold and he would cherish the gift of getting to clean her pussy. With any luck Robert would spend the night and Adam would get to repeat the process on Christmas Day.