She Cuckolded You on Vacation. Now You Can Reclaim Her.

You’d shared your cuckold fantasies with her, but it wasn’t until a vacation to St. Thomas that your girlfriend actually made them a reality.

At first you figured it was just a bit of harmless flirting. You watched him hit on your bikini-clad girlfriend. You watched her smile at him. You watched her touch his arm. You watched him casually put his arm around her.

Then they went to the hot tub together. It escalated from flirting to kissing as they explored each other while steam from the hot water swirled around them.

“I’m going to his room,” your girlfriend said. “I’ll meet you in our room when we’re done.”

She wasn’t asking if you were okay with it. She was informing you of her decision. You didn’t say anything. Instead, you watched her walk away and join hands with the man that had so easily seduced her. You watched them kiss once more before heading into the hotel.

For a few minutes you sat the pool and tried to process your feelings. Your girlfriend was in the process of cuckolding you. She was in some other guy’s hotel room. She was getting fucked.

Eventually, you made your way to your room. You had no idea how long your girlfriend was going to be occupied with her new man, but you didn’t want to miss the moment she returned.

You paced around the room. You sat on the couch and admired the beautiful view you’d paid extra for. You browsed your phone. You thought about what she was doing.

Two hours later, you heard a knock on the door. You opened it to find your girlfriend standing there with a smile on her face.

“I forgot my key,” she said before brushing past you.

You watched as she stripped out of her bikini and laid on the couch.

“Are you coming?” she asked.

You rushed over and lifted her feet to sit between her legs. You ran your fingers over her soft, tanned skin. She moaned quietly at your touch.

It was obvious someone else had been inside her. Her pussy lips looked pink and puffy and she was still exceptionally wet. Faint marks showed on her breasts, making it seem like he’d handled them roughly as he fucked your girlfriend.

She sat up and kissed you. Her lips were soft and her tongue gently darted into your mouth. She laid back and spread her legs.

She didn’t say anything. She simply offered herself. You did what came naturally.

You licked her pussy. You tasted her juices. You tasted the condom he’d used. Her fingers moved into your hair and she moaned.

“That’s good,” she whispered.

You slowly, gently ran your tongue over her pussy lips. You pushed it inside her. You wanted to taste everything.

“Did he fuck you?” you asked. The answer was obvious, but you wanted to hear her say it.

“Yes, he fucked me. He fucked me three times,” she said.

You licked her feverishly. You pushed your tongue inside her. You tasted her. You tasted the sex she’d had with him.

“Was it good?” you asked between licks.

“It was better than that. So much better than that,” she said. “It was incredible. He was incredible. He was perfect.”

You kissed your way up her body. You licked her belly button and her nipples. You kissed her neck and she reached between your legs and played with your cock.

“Was he bigger?” you asked.

“Much bigger,” she answered as her fingers encircled your erection and stroked you.

“Was he better?” you asked.

“Much better,” she said while directing your cock inside her.

She felt warm, wet, and looser than usual. She’d just had someone bigger inside her. She’d just been fucked by a better cock and she felt perfect.

“Are you going to see him again?” you asked.

“Yes,” she said. “I’m going to see him as many times as I can. I’m going to be his for this vacation. This is the only time you get to fuck me. After this, my pussy belongs to him until we leave.”

You came inside her.

She smiled and kissed you. “He lasted longer,” she said.

You pulled out and watched as she walked towards the bathroom.