Wife leaves our anniversary date with another man [cuckold's perspective]
Last year my wife and I celebrated our 10 year wedding anniversary. It's a big year, so I went all out. I made reservations in the city for an exclusive restaurant, booked a suite at a nice hotel with a bottle of champagne waiting on ice for us at the end of the night, I even got my suit pressed, and I got the magic blue pill from one of my coworkers to ensure I would be ready all night.
We checked into the room and while my wife got ready I walked around the room picturing all the places I was going to fuck her later. I imagined her bent over the couch while I ate her pussy from behind. Up against the glass door leading to the terrace, maybe even on the terrace if she was up for it. I almost came thinking about her riding me in the king size bed, her C cup tits bouncing up and down as she rode my cock to orgasm.
Her outfit didn't help my erection at all, she was wearing a skin tight black dress that hugged her every curve and dared her tits to pop out of it. The upper 1/4 of her breasts peeked out over the top, giving just a glimpse of the lingerie set I bought her for the occasion. The shimmering diamond necklace I gifted her for our anniversary hung down and perched perfectly between her breasts, drawing all eyes to her cleavage, not that it needed more attention.
Dinner was splendid, we kept it light, but indulged ourselves. Lobster, caviar, lamb for her, steak for me, and a pineapple torte for dessert. We toasted to 10 amazing, fun, sexy years together.
We left the restaurant and walked the city for a bit checking out bars and clubs. My wife heard reggaeton blaring from a bar and dragged me across the street to it. It was pretty packed but we got in, got a drink, and hit the dance floor. Watching her shake her ass and drop it low was doing a number on me. I could have bent her over right there on the dance floor and nutted deep inside her at that moment.
I left to the bar to get us more drinks but was behind a wall of people. I looked back and saw my wife dancing by herself but there was a group of guys watching her. By the time I got the drinks and turned back to the dance floor she was dancing with a guy.
He was tall, Latino, obviously in good shape by the pec muscles visible through his mostly unbuttoned shirt. I watched them dance close together, his hands all over her hips and ass, her pressing her ass into his crotch and wiggling around. He bent her over and she twerked on him, drawing cheers from the crowd. I sipped my drink while watching from the bar, enjoying the show and knowing she'd be extra wet for me later that night.
She finally saw me and broke away from the guy long enough to take a gulp from her drink. She was sweaty and panting.
W "How long have you been watching me?"
M "Long enough," I took her hand and placed it on the bulge in my pants.
W "Ooooh naughty boy. Don't blow your load just yet, I'm not done." She chugged the rest of her drink and returned to her dance partner.
I watched him caress her body while they slow danced, hold her hips as she shook her ass against him. At one point he leaned down and nibbled on her neck while she grinded on him. She turned around and made out with him right in the middle of the dance floor, she stood on her toes to reach his face and he pulled her up by her ass to reach him. I was about to burst.
She came back over to me and leaned into my ear, "I'm going to go back to his place for a little bit." She looked in my eyes and bit her lip.
M "Really? Tonight? Honey I'm about to cum in my pants."
W "Just for a little bit. Promise. I'll get an Uber back to the hotel as soon as we're done. Please?"
M "Fuck. Alright. Just for a little bit."
W "You're the best!" She gave me a quick peck on the lips and skipped back to her new friend. He took her hand and led her out of the bar. I got another drink to try and pass the time and eventually headed back to our hotel.
The champagne was there in an ice bucket and I contemplated pouring it over my head to kill my throbbing erection. I took a cold shower and stroked my cock the whole time, imagining all the things she was doing. I watched TV and my phone, it was 1:30 in the morning by now and she hadn't even text. I sent her a quick "everything okay?"
I dozed off waiting for a response, dick still in my hand. I checked my phone, now 3:30 and no messages or calls. I stroked myself wondering what she could be doing that was keeping her so busy. 45 minutes later my phone buzzed. It was her, with just a picture of her dripping pussy. I immediately blew my load all over my chest. "Are you coming back now?" I text back.
I cleaned myself up and checked my phone before laying down. No response and she hadn't even read my message. I was in and out sleep for the next few hours, edging myself while awake and gripping my dick in my sleep. I was jolted awake by a knock at the door. I glanced at my phone before getting up, it was 5:50am.
I opened the door and marveled at the sight. My gorgeous wife of ten years stood there, shoes in one hand purse in the other, hair a mess and knotted, lipstick smeared and mascara running, one strap from her dress hanging off her shoulder. I helped her inside and to the couch.
M "It's 6 in the morning and you look rough! What the hell happened?!"
W "Shhh, baby, don't be mad. I brought you a present." She spread her legs on the couch and presented me her swollen dripping pussy, a string of cum hanging out of it.
M "Where are your panties?"
W "He kept them."
M "I bought you those for our anniversary."
W "Honey, honey, don't worry about that. Just please eat my pussy. Come here." She motioned me to the ground in front of her and I obeyed, walking to her in a daze and dropping to my knees until I was eye level with her stretched pussy.
She grabbed my head and pulled me into her, moaning when my tongue made contact with her dripping lips.
W "Yeah that's it honey. He made me cum with his mouth too but no one eats me out like you do. Baby his cock was so thick. And uncut. You would have loved it. As soon as we got to his place he bent me over the couch and shoved in balls deep. I was so wet I barely even registered how thick he was. He fucked me like that for idk how long but I came twice then he carried me to his bed and we 69d. That's when I realized how thick he was. I could barely fit him in my mouth. Good thing I was on top or he could have choked me out with that thing. I came again grinding against his tongue then rode his fat dick until he came deep inside me. That's the picture I sent you. I cleaned off his dick and we spooned for a little bit. I was ready to leave but he was hard again and rubbing my pussy with his dick head. I pushed back into him he fucked me again while spooning me. You know I love that. He got on top of me, held my legs in the air, and pounded my pussy while I rubbed my clit. He was stretching me so good and I felt like I was going to cu - cu - cu - cuuuum" she struggled to get the words out as I ate her to another orgasm.
W "I - I, oh fuuuuuuck," she squealed out as she came on my face and fed me even more of his cum from the deepest parts of her cervix. "Oh fuck I squirted all over myself as he came inside me agaaaaain!" She caressed my head while I licked her through the rest of her orgasm. Finally spent, she pulled me up and kissed me deeply. "Happy anniversary Love."
She let her dress and bra fall to the floor as she wandered to the bed and collapsed on it. I desperately wanted to reclaim her but her pussy was tapped out.
M "Babe I need to cum, please."
W "You can cum on me if you want but you have to clean it up with your mouth."
M "Fuck okay sure, whatever you say."
I furiously jacked off over her tits and blew a load all over them. The post nut clarity had me staring at her beautiful breasts covered in my cum. I started off the bed and she grabbed my hand, "nuh uh. What was the deal?"
M "Babe idk. I thought that was just sexy talk."
W "Nope. Clean me up cuck."
I reluctantly bent down to her tits and she pulled my head into them, rubbing my cum all over my face. I stuck my tongue out and licked her tits clean.
M "I can't believe I did that. I can't believe I don't even get to have sex with you on our 10 year anniversary."
W "Aww honey, would we be us if we spent it any other way?"
She had a point. She fell asleep and I jerked off again looking at the picture of her leaking pussy and picturing the story she told me. Here's to the next ten years!
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