She Wanted a Real Man's Cock Inside Her, So She Cuckolded You

"Why did you do this?" you ask.

Your wife smiles. She's sitting in your bed in satin robe, a pair of black lace top stockings and a garter belt. Her hair is a mess, and when her robe opens you see that her breasts are reddened from his rough use of them during sex, and her pussy is puffy, exceedingly slippery, and very obviously well-fucked. She's just cuckolded you while you sat in the living room and based on the sounds you heard - the sounds you had to listen to - she had an exceptionally good time.

"Why did I cuckold you?" she replies.

"Yes," you say. "Why did you cuckold me? Why did you have sex with another man in your marital bed? Why did you break our vows?" You can hear the agitation in your voice. You're not okay with what just happened, though you're also aware that you made no move to stop it, which is rather embarrassing. Your wife doesn't seem the slightest bit ashamed of what she's done, either.

"Why didn't you stop me?" she asks. "I walked into our house with another man. I told you I was going to take him to our bedroom and fuck him. I told you exactly what I was going to do, and you didn't bother getting up from the couch. You didn't bother raising an objection. You didn't bother doing anything. You just sat there and watched me lead him down the hallway and into our bedroom. So, why didn't you stop me?"

You try your best to come up with an answer, but nothing presents itself. You don't have a good answer. How could any man have a good answer to that question, especially when that man just sat there while his wife cuckolded him. "I...I don't know," you say.

"I do," your wife replies. "And it's the same reason I cuckolded you."

Your eyes wander over her body and you can't help but feel a surprising kind of desire. You're not sure why, but something about the way she looks - like another man just had his way with her - really turns you on.

"You're not a real man," she says.

"What?" you reply.

"You're not a real man, darling," your wife says. "That's why I cuckolded you. I wanted to know what it would feel like to get fucked by a real man."

"I...I'm a man," you say.

"Of course you are. You have a cock. You have balls. Genetically speaking, you're a man. You're not a real man, though. You certainly don't fuck like a real man does. You certainly don't fuck me the way he did. You never have. It took me years to realize that you're not a real man, but once I did I decided I was going to get fucked by a real man, and I have to say, I'm glad I did, because I just had the best sex of my life," she explains.

"But...but..." you stammer.

Your wife spreads her legs and you stare between them. You see what looks an awful lot like someone else's cum dripping out of her. Your mouth hangs open. Your wife had unprotected sex with another man. She let him fuck her and cum inside her. She let him flood her pussy with his load. You can't believe it.

"A real man gets to cum inside the woman he's fucking," she says. "You won't be doing that anymore. You'll wear a condom anytime I agree to let your underwhelming dick inside me."

"He...you let him cum inside you?" you ask.

She reaches down and runs her fingers over the soft nylon of her stockings and the delicate lace at the top of each. One hand moves between her legs and she slips two fingers inside her pussy. They emerge covered in his cum and your wife lifts them to her lips and sucks her soft, sticky, salty flesh clean before a smile breaks across her face.

"I did," she says. "Like I said, a real man gets to cum in the pussy that he satisfies, and he satisfied me in better than you ever have, sweetie. He fucked your wife like a real man is supposed to fuck a woman. He took my pussy and made it his. He took me and made me his while we were together. He made me forget I was even married. He showed me what I've been missing for years."

Though you want to be mad and to tell her that she's a horrible wife, it feels silly to do so when you've sprouted a rather impressive erection. You can feel it and you're certain your wife can see it, as she keeps looking between your legs and smiling.

"I think you should crawl between my legs and clean my pussy," your wife says.

Your pulse quickens as you stare between her legs and consider doing as she just suggested.

"I think you should clean a real man's cum from my cunt," she says.

Your dick throbs in your pants to the point that it actually hurts a little.

"I think you know this is what you deserve," she continues. "And I think you're so hard because the idea of cleaning a real man's cum from my cunt turns yon on."

You move towards the bed and your wife spreads her legs a little wider. The closer you get to her pussy, the messier it looks.

"When you're done, I'll give you a handjob and tell you all about how good it felt to have a real man's cock inside me for the first time since we got married," she says.

You can't resist. You know it will be humiliating to clean her pussy - and to admit that you're not a real man by doing so - but you can't resist. You crawl between her legs. You put your tongue inside her. You clean a real man's cum out of her pussy. It feels good, too.

She was right. You're not a real man. You're a cuckold. Perhaps this is what you were always meant to be, though.