A Cuckold Vacation

I was looking forward to going back to see our family. Work had been kicking me in the ass lately, and I just wanted a break, a chance to see the people we loved, most of whom we hadn’t seen in quite some time. We had arrived at our hometown just that morning, and had decided to go out for the evening, heading to a local bar we had gone to plenty of times before. .My wife, Noelle, held my fingers as we walked down the street, her eyes peering at the various sights she’d grown up with. I still couldn’t believe to this day how beautiful she was, at 5’2, long brown hair and an athletic build. Her breasts were small, how I preferred them, but I had always been an ass guy, and hers was absolutely wonderful, especially now with the tight black jeans she had on.

“You seem like you’re enjoying the view.” I said, happy to see her smiling face.

“It’s just so nice to be on a break, you know.” She began. “I feel like we haven’t seen them all in so long.”

I nodded in agreement. “As much as I like my personal bubble with you, I do enjoy seeing our family again.” We arrived at the bar, which looked just as I remembered with a large wooden sign, “Greggor’s”. There seemed to be plenty of people already inside, and I hoped to see some people we grew up with, maybe from the schools we went to.

We pushed the door open, and I sat her down, going to grab us both our usual drinks. Even the bartender himself remembered me, though that probably came with living in a small town. “Here’s your vodka soda.” I said, sliding it across.

“See anyone you recognize, yet?” She asked, her eyes flicking around the room.

I focused my attention on the other patrons for the first time, noticing three men stand up as they began heading out. “Hey, it’s Jason!” I said, recognizing a jock from our high school, a kid that was part of the football team that I was acquaintances with. He was a big guy, much bigger than me, with broad shoulders, curly black hair and a big grin on his face. He was heading out the door when he turned around, hearing me call out.

“Noelle and Peter! Is that you?” He said with a deep and gravelly voice, deeper than I remembered him having in high school.

I stood up and grabbed his extended hand, giving him a firm handshake. Noelle stood up and shook his hand as well. “I didn’t know you guys were back!” He grinned, flashing his teeth. “Wait, let me tell my buddies I’ll join you guys instead.” He walked back, and began speaking with the two other guys, both of whom I didn’t recognize.

“I’m surprised he remembers us.” Noelle said.

“Me, too.” I responded. “It’s not like we were in the same circles.”

He jogged back and sat down, pushing both of us deeper into the booth as he did. He flashed a finger at the waitress nearby, who took orders for more drinks. “So, what’s going on with you two?” He asked. We spent the next few hours talking about what happened after high school, how we got married, and what he’d been doing in town. The conversation eventually led to small talk and random commentary about different people in our high school. I was having a pretty great time, with Noelle leaning into me and a couple of beers warming up my body.

“So, it seems like the two of you have led a pretty quiet life,” he said.

Noelle raised her eyebrows, and swayed a little as she leaned towards him, clearly a little intoxicated. “Hey, I’ll have you know we’re not a boring couple.”

“Oh?” He asked, genuinely curious now.

“Peter’s a cuckold.” She whispered quite loudly.

Jason stared at me, then stared at her, then stared back at me. He grinned. “Really? I don’t think I’d ever met one in real life. You like watching a big strong man fuck your wife, huh?” I blushed furiously, but nodded. It's always been something I was into, especially after marrying Noelle. Jason let out a loud whistle. “Damn, I don’t know if I’d ever be able to do that, seeing someone I loved get fucked.”

I shrugged. “I can’t help it, it just really turns me on.”

“So, can I fuck your wife then?” He said it so abruptly I almost choked on my beer. I didn’t know how to respond, but thought about it, imagining him doing so. If I were to be honest with myself, he was probably the perfect candidate. We wouldn’t be seeing him again for quite some time, and he was big and athletic, exactly what I wasn’t. That made it hotter for me.

“I…” I started, then looked down at Noelle. “What do you think?”

Noelle bit her lip, and I immediately knew she was into him. She wanted to do this as well. “I’m okay with it if you are.”

I let out a shaky breath, feeling unnerved. This was definitely not how I imagined this night to go, but I was already getting horny thinking about it. “Okay, then.” Jason practically let out a whoop of joy at this.

“Let’s go now, we’ll go back to my place.” He said, and threw some money on the table. He scooted out of the seat, which looked way too small for him, and we followed him out the door, still holding hands with each other. “You sit up front, Noelle,” he said, completely ignoring me. He had a large dark blue pickup truck, exactly what I would have expected for someone like him. She listened to his instructions, and got inside.

I followed behind, and entered the back door. Jason pulled out of the driveway, and I saw him glance hungrily at my wife as he did. He seemed absolutely desperate to fuck her, and I wondered if he had been thinking of doing so the entire night.

“Pull my fly down and suck it.” He demanded. I let out a little gasp, the command alone was already getting my duck hard. Noelle looked back at me only for a second before she reached down with shaky fingers and pulled his zipper down, unbuttoning the top button of his jeans as well. “That’s it, good girl,” he encouraged as she pulled his cock out. I leaned over to see it better, and was delighted to see how much bigger it was than mine. It was practically double the size, if I were being honest with myself.

She seemed happy with it as well from the widening of her eyes, and I saw her begin to stroke it. “Like what you see, Peter? Excited to see me fuck your wife with this monster cock?” He goaded. I couldn’t think of anything to say as I watched her move her fingers up and down along his length. “I said suck it, Noelle.”

She bent down and wrapped her mouth around it. It looked almost painful as it stretched her mouth wide open, though only the head of his cock was inside of her. Jason grabbed onto her hair, and pushed her in, not caring if she had to adjust first. “I bet your cock is nothing compared to mine, that’s why you need a better man to help satisfy your wife.” His grip tightened on her hair as he thrust inside of her mouth. She made a loud gagging noise as it hit the back of her throat, and I could see tears begin to form in her eyes.

Normally, I would feel bad for her getting to this state, but I was too horny to care. All I could think about was how I had never been able to hit the back of her throat, and how I could never give her this type of rough blow job experience. She would have to receive it from a guy like Jason. He had one hand on the steering wheel, and thrust into her like she was his toy. She gagged and choked, with spit dribbling down onto his pants. I shifted in my seat, crossing and uncrossing my legs. I desperately wanted to stroke myself, but I wanted to wait until we got in the house. I knew I would be cumming quickly, like I always did.

“Use that tongue like you mean it, baby.” He said as he continued to thrust into her, “fuck, your wife is a good lay.” He groaned as he continued to stare ahead at the pitch black road. “You want me to cum in your mouth, you little slut? Peter, want to see a real man cum inside your wife's mouth?”

“Yes, please,” I replied shakily. He grinned and began thrusting into her even harder than before. She tried to grab onto anything she could to not buckle off of him, especially with how he was driving.

“Oh god… fuck yeah.” He said, and I saw him stop thrusting at once with Noelle’s throat bobbing over and over as she swallowed. This went on for longer than I could ever imagine, with her making swallowing noises over and over. He must’ve came a lot, and I wondered if it was because of how good her mouth was.

“Perfect timing,” he commented as he pulled into the driveway. He opened the car door, waking around the front just as Noelle exited her side. Before either of us could say anything, he wrapped his arms around her waist and picked her up like she weighed nothing. He flipped her over his shoulder, and began moving into the house, ignoring me again.

I followed them like a lost puppy, entering the house with them and walking up the stairs behind Jason as he took two steps up at a time. He kicked open his door and set her down, eyeing her up and down as he commanded, “strip, Noelle.”

“You’re already ready to go again?” She asked tentatively, and I could see her makeup smudged over her eyes from all the tears she had produced.

He rolled his eyes, “I see you’re married to a little punk who can’t cum twice in one night.” He pulled his pants down abruptly, showing off his already hard cock again. It was shiny all over from her saliva, making it look even larger. He gave it a pump, and told Noelle to strip again. She didn’t have anything to say this time, and I watched from the door as she pulled her floral top off, exposing a white lace bra underneath. She then followed by pulling her jeans off, revealing a matching pair of panties.

“Turn around.” Jason commanded. She listened, and he whistled as he stared at her tight ass. I felt a pang of jealousy as he whistled. “Fuck, your ass is tight.”

“Thank you.” She murmured.

“Okay, now take it all off.” She did so, unclipping her bra to reveal already hardened nipples. I wondered how horny she got from the blow job alone. She took her panties off as well, and I saw her familiar pussy, trimmed to perfection. “I can’t wait to fuck you.” He said.

He rushed into her and lifted her up again, flopping her onto the bed. He didn’t waste any time as he pushed two large fingers into her pussy, feeling the spot between her outer lips. I took the opportunity to head deeper inside of the room, deciding to sit in the corner on a carpet while I watched. I unzipped my own fly, and took out my dick, hoping Jason wouldn’t notice how small it was.

Thankfully, he was too busy telling Noelle he knew she would be soaked from having his dick in her mouth. “You like it rough, don’t you? I can tell. And I bet your pussy husband can’t ever fuck you the way your body desperately needs.”

I watched as he pushed a finger inside of her, making her gasp in response. He arched his back and stuck his tongue out, beginning to lick her. She immediately moaned and grabbed onto his hair, pulling him into her. I couldn’t believe how fast she was already enjoying this. Usually, it took her a while to get comfortable with someone, but Noelle was taking Jason like they had done this many times before, and she seemed like she was absolutely desperate for him. His tongue was so long I could see parts of it as he flicked her clit over and over and pushed his single finger in to perfectly match the rhythm of his tongue.

She buckled underneath him, her fingers tugging on his black hair as she moaned over and over. He lifted his face up and said, “cum for me, or else I won’t give you my cock.”

“Yes, I will. Oh god, just go back and keep doing that,” she replied. He listened to her, and I wrapped my hand around my cock, beginning to stroke myself. I was so horny there was a drop of precum at the tip, making me aware of how dirty I really was to enjoy watching this.

“I’m cumming. Don’t stop. Ugh… I’m cumming!” She announced, and I wondered if she had ever said it with as much fervent when she was cumming with me. She was practically humping his face as she broke apart, her cry tearing from her as her body broke around her. I could see the fluids drenching his face as he ate her out, looking like he was enjoying every second of it.

When she was done, and lying flat on the bed again, he looked at me for the first time since they began, showing me his soaked face. “Your wife’s pussy juice is fucking delicious.” To my dismay, his eyes shifted down to my hand, which was currently wrapped around my own cock. He immediately burst out laughing. “That’s what you’ve got? Oh fuck, of course you need someone to pleasure your wife with a dick like that. Noelle, what did you even see in that guy?” Noelle only looked at me with pity and lust-filled eyes.

Jason proceeded to ignore me again as he strode over to the bed. He pulled his jeans and boxers off completely, and pulled her to the very edge of his king bed. “Ready to be filled more than you’ve ever been before?” He asked her, and pulled on the drawer of his nightstand to take out a condom, wrapping it around his cock.

She didn’t reply, and he grabbed her legs to put it on his shoulders, clearly wanting to get as deep as possible. He positioned himself against her, and thrusted into her body suddenly. About half of him went in with the first stroke, and I watched her expression as she closed her eyes, a loud moan escaping her lips. “You’re… huge.” She croaked out.

“Honey, I’m only in halfway.” He chuckled. “You’ve got a lot to work with still.”

She opened her eyes, looking slightly worried as he pulled out and thrust inside again. This time, he got even further inside of her. “Ooooooooh.” She moaned loudly. Again, he did the same, finally getting all the way in. “Give me a second to adjust.” She panted. The mere sight of her needing to adjust to his cock was too much for me. My strokes increased, and I felt harder than I had ever been in my entire life. This was the perfect cuckolding experience, and I truly felt it couldn’t get any better than this. I felt conflicting feelings of being heart broken but also wanting him to fuck her more at the same time.

He didn’t need encouragement to do so as he grabbed onto the back of her thighs, bent her until she looked like she was going to break, and began fucking her. He thrusted insanely fast as his hips bounced up and down, making the bed creak loudly. Noelle looked like she didn’t even know I was there anymore as she moaned loudly with every stroke, encouraging him more. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” She repeated, and he grinned down at her.

“How does my monster cock feel, Noelle? How does it feel knowing your pussy will now take the shape of it? You’re never going to be able to feel your husband inside of you again.” I moaned as he continued to insult me through talking to her. I was getting so close, and I knew I would cum soon. My balls were tightening, and I was trying hard to wait to cum alongside them, but couldn’t help it as I reached the edge, and fell over, my cum spurting out from my dick and onto my jeans, making myself wet and dirty. It was one of the best orgasms I’ve ever had, and I still couldn’t take my eyes away from them.

“Your tight pussy is going to make me cum, you slut.” He was saying, and still managed to increase his thrusting. “Oh god, you’re even tighter. Fuck, you just came again, didn’t you? You’re milking me like crazy. Fuck…. I’m cumming!” Jason moaned loudly, and I could see him give her a few final hard thrusts as he moaned her name.

He collapsed on top of her body for only a second before pulling out of her. His condom was absolutely full of his cum, and I wondered how he could possibly produce so much. I looked behind him to see my wife’s gapping hole, so much more widened now by having such a large dick inside of it. He strode over still holding the condom in his hand, and noticed it onto my lap. “Here, your souvenir gift, you fucking cuck.” The condom held so much cum it dribbled onto my lap, mixing with mine. “I’m going to grab another beer.” He announced, leaving me in the room alone with Noelle, wondering when she would recover enough for me to even speak to her again.